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pen pals (with benefits) | series m.list | jjk

Summary: You and Jungkook never got along ever since The Incident™. As fate would have it, you're paired up with him to complete a psychology project that will span the entire semester. When an innocent touch goes a little too far, a contract is made to protect the two of you from hurting each other, although it might be a bit too late.

♠ Pairing: jeon jungkook x reader ♠ Series word count (so far): 40,267 ♠ Genre/AU: Smut, Fluff, Slight Angst • college au • fwb to lovers au • enemies to lovers au ♠ Rating: 18+. This work and its subsequent chapters are not suitable for younger audiences. Warnings can be viewed for each individual chapters.

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Status: Ongoing | Next update: Drabble #4 | Latest Update: Chapter 4 & Part 2 of Class is In Session (Drabble)

Chapters: [1] • [2] • [3] • [4] • [5]

Drabbles:

dress down - a pwp in the dressing room of a lovely shop.

class is in session: part one | part two - a pwp in a dimly lit classroom and wandering hands.

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ruin you | kth & jjk (m) | masterpost

It started with a gentle spark and harmless gazes; but by now, you’re caught in a wildfire that will expand until you’re burned inside and out.

➳ pairing: Taehyung x female reader x Jungkook

➳ rating: 18+

➳ genre: established relationship, fwb, pwp (mostly); smut, occasional/(eventual) fluff & angst

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ENEMY ‖ five

When Hoseok finds out Taehyung is your new fuckbuddy at the game’s afterparty, you realize you’re in for a ride.

⤑ word count: 15.3k ⤑ genre: angst, smut [oral (m and f receiving), intercourse, threesome, dirty talk, unprotected sex, anal sex]; if you’re not into butt stuff and/or threesome, this is NOT for you ⤑ rating: 18+!!!! ⤑ pairing: reader x taehyung x hoseok

» Enemy [+Hoseok] – one | two | three | four | five

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BICKER ‖ five

You can't stand Taehyung giving you the cold shoulder, so you try to avoid him but fail spectacularly. After an open conversation, you decide to take things slow, but your friends have other things in mind. (AKA The One Where Your Friends Set You up on a Date)

⤑ word count: 11.4k ⤑ genre: angst, smut (mutual masturbation, dirty talk), enemies to lovers ⤑ rating: 18+!!!! ⤑ pairing: reader x taehyung

» Bicker – one | two | three | four | five

Your last day at the cabin wasn’t nearly as hectic as you expected it to be. As usual, you were woken up by the sounds coming from Sophia’s room, but you couldn’t blame the two of them for your exhaustion—you kept yourself up until the early hours of the morning by listening to sad music and thinking the worst about yourself.

Somehow, you found yourself replaying every single thing your friends have said about the way you treated Taehyung until you convinced yourself that you were the one who treated him terribly all this time and that you completely deserved how he treated you.

Jungkook said that you were always the one who started fights with Taehyung by saying something mean. You never really saw it that way, but Jungkook was objective since he was friends with both of you, and he claimed that was the case.

Then, Hoseok reminded you of the time you told Taehyung that he deserved someone cheating on him, which is a terrible thing to say to anyone, really. You weren’t sure what you were thinking and what had struck a nerve to cause you to say it, but whatever it was, it wasn’t worth it. No matter what Taehyung had told you, it wasn’t okay for you to tell him that, especially because you didn’t mean it.

Yoongi said something along the lines of you two being equally mean to each other, while Sophia pointed out the fact that you never had anything nice to say about Taehyung, which wasn’t fair of you.

Yes, for the longest time, you two have been fighting and bickering, but your opinion about him started to change a couple of days ago yet you kept that to yourself and let everyone believe you hated him. You couldn’t even get yourself to admit to Sophia that you liked Taehyung for real, not just because he was pretending to be uninterested.

The more you thought about the conversation Taehyung had overheard, the worse you felt. Sophia and you talked about him as if he was some creep lurking around you and she acted like everyone knew he wanted to be with you, but couldn’t, so he acted out, which clearly wasn’t the case—he could be with you and he knew it. As a matter of fact, you wanted that to happen. You, of all people, wanted him after being so adamant about never hooking up with random people, sleeping with people you knew and trusted, not engaging in risky behavior, and all that crap. It wasn’t like you at all and the only reason you could think of was Taehyung.

The thought of sleeping with Jongho, who seemed like the safer choice, had never once crossed your mind. You didn’t even think about kissing him, let alone something else. Sleeping with Taehyung seemed to be on your mind a lot more than you were willing to admit.

All these thoughts kept you up most of the night, so when Sophia and Jungkook woke you up, you realized that trying to fall asleep would be futile. You got up and showered, trying to think of a good plan to try to make Taehyung understand that you weren’t a bitch who was making fun of him and that your intentions were good. Clearly, you’d have a hard time trying to prove that, but you could at least try. Leaving things as they were wasn’t really an option. It would just make things more awkward for everyone involved, and you’d never know if you two had a chance of working out.

By the time you got dressed and walked downstairs, everyone had gone somewhere.

Well, almost everyone. Hoseok was feeling better, luckily, and he finally managed to come downstairs to the living room to spend time with you all. To his disappointment, Sophia and Jungkook had already decided to take a walk again, saying they wanted to use the day as much as they could, or at least that’s what you heard them saying as they walked out. Yoongi said he wanted to go to town to get some things for the trip tomorrow and nobody decided to join him, so he left right after the lovebirds, leaving only the three of you there. You walked down to the living room feeling like an intruder—Hoseok and Taehyung were friends and they were having a conversation which died down as soon as you showed up. Taehyung was clearly upset with you and you didn’t want to make things awkward for Hoseok by joining them.

“Hey,” you said and tried to make your way to the kitchen as fast as you could without seeming rude. You did your best not to even look at Taehyung. “Glad to see you down here!”

“Thanks,” Hoseok grinned at you and turned to the side to face you. Nothing on his face showed that anything about this situation was uncomfortable, which led you to the conclusion that Taehyung didn’t even mention it to his friend. “I’m feeling a bit better, so I thought why not come downstairs and snoop around a bit? You never know what you can hear.”

“Good thinking,” you chuckled, knowing this was completely true. “Is that why everyone left?”

Taehyung turned the TV on and sighed, pretending you weren’t there, which both you and Hoseok seemed to notice, or at least that’s what Hoseok’s worried look told you. He glanced at Taehyung, whose eyes were glued to the screen, and then he quickly looked at you again.

“I hope not! What are your plans for today? It’s the last day here, after all,” he wiggled his eyebrows.

“I don’t have any,” you shrugged, taking a step towards the kitchen once it became even more glaringly clear that Taehyung really didn’t want you there. “I’m going to eat something and then… Probably go upstairs. I don’t want to bother you guys.”

“Don’t say that, you’re not a bother!” Hoseok chuckled again, a warm smile spreading over his face. His smiles were contagious so you couldn’t help but smile back, even though it didn’t last long. The tension in the room could be cut with a knife and even the cheerful Hoseok noticed it. “Isn’t that right, Taehyung?”

Hoseok looked at Taehyung questioningly, leaving him with no choice other than to agree despite it being obvious that he was against the idea of you staying there and spending time with them. “Yeah, sure.”

“Don’t worry about it,” you said and left for the kitchen, hoping Hoseok wouldn’t try to convince you to join him, which he didn’t.

You ate breakfast alone in the kitchen, which made you feel even more lonely. You weren’t sure how you got yourself in this situation or how you could get out of it. Taehyung hated you, Hoseok felt awkward around you, and they were the only two people there. You texted Sophia, the only person you could talk to around here, asking when the two of them would get back and save you from your misery.

Sophia: what happened? Tae came down last night and seemed super pissed

After he slammed the door in your face, you went to your room, got under the covers and fumed with anger for a while, before realizing you had it coming. What you didn’t know was that Taehyung decided to join his friends downstairs. You weren’t even sure why that mattered to you—you were there to hang out with people, after all. He had every right to spend the night having fun with his friends, not thinking about the girl who kissed him and then said she wasn’t interested.

You: I tried to talk to him and let’s just say it did not go well

Sophia: so he heard us?

You: yup

Sophia: ok, but we weren’t mean or anything, why’s he mad?

You: I think we might have been

Sophia: he’s exaggerating

Sophia: don’t worry, we’ll be back soon

Luckily, Sophia and Jungkook came back half an hour later, as promised, and Sophia came looking for you in the kitchen as soon as they got back, realizing that you really needed a friend. She gave you a funny look when she walked in, but she spoke only after she got close to you.

“Did you say anything to him?” She almost whispered at you and the whole thing made you chuckle—you knew she was trying to keep her voice down because of Taehyung but it was a bit too late for that.

“Why are you whispering?” You asked in a normal tone of voice, but she shushed you immediately.

“Because I don’t want to make the same mistake twice,” she glared at you. Sometimes she seemed completely disinterested in everyone other than Jungkook, but you knew that was just an impression. She actually cared a lot more than people thought. “Besides, he’s right there in the living room.”

“Yeah, I know,” you sighed and got back to chopping the vegetables for lunch later. Seeing as nobody else was there earlier and you had nothing better to do, you decided to make lunch today, so you started with preparation right away to make things easier later on when you’d cook. “He didn’t say a word to me.”

“He ignored me too,” Sophia huffed and leaned on the counter. “I think he’s blowing things out of proportion because we didn’t say anything mean. In fact, I did say he’s a great guy, and you said you liked him. Maybe he’s just mad because I was right about you not showing interest in him before all of this happened. But that’s not a lie.”

“Yes,” you agreed, sighing before turning to face her. “That’s true, I’d never felt attracted to him until the fight we had the other night, but it doesn’t mean that I don’t feel that way now.”

“What fight?” Sophia asked, frowning, but then suddenly shook her head. “You guys fight all the time. What was so different about this fight?”

“He, uh,” you cleared your throat, realizing you haven’t spoken about this to anyone yet because you didn’t want to make things awkward for anyone, but it seemed too late for that now. “We just insulted each other, you know, same old, and then he told me he wanted to,” you suddenly felt the need to lower your voice. “Fuck me. Like, he just said it like that, and I was… So surprised. But I realized I don’t find the idea appalling. Weird, right?”

“Wait, he really said that?” Sophia seemed confused before nodding in approval. “Good for him. I mean, it sucks that you two have that kind of a dynamic if that’s how you feel about each other, but it’s good that he managed to say that to your face. I still don’t think you should do it. I mean, he’s upset because we talked about him, what the hell?”

“I think he was more hurt by me saying I’m not sure whether I liked him or not. The night before that, we… In the cab, we kissed. Well, made out,” as you spoke, you could see how Sophia’s mouth slowly opened in shock. “And I, uh, I don’t know… I like him, I think. And I sometimes think he likes me, but I think it’s just about sex for him. He’s a guy and all that. So yeah, that’s the thing.”

Sophia sat down for a second, looking around as if she was trying to process this information. “I can’t believe this. Yesterday, you said something like you two just kissed, I didn’t think it was such a big deal. But if you’re thinking about sleeping with him, it is.”

“Exactly,” you said, you sighed with relief once you realized she wasn’t going to make fun of you for liking him or try to stop you from thinking about him. “There’s something abou—” You were interrupted mid-sentence by Taehyung who opened the door, glared at the two of you and then walked to the stove in silence. You felt a bit hurt when you looked at him, all broody and upset, walking right past you as if you weren’t even there.

You and Sophia looked at each other questioningly but weren’t sure if you should say something or not. He clearly wasn’t in the mood to talk to either one of you, so maybe there would be no point in saying anything. He was making tea, or at least that’s how it seemed as he stood a couple of feet away from you, glaring at the kettle as if that would make the water boil any faster.

“Guys, I’m sorry I have to do this,” Sophia got up quickly and your heart fell down to your stomach. What was she going to say? You couldn’t risk this thing blowing up even more. “But you’re both being fools. Tae, sorry if we said something mean, I’m not sure what you’ve heard, bu—” she was interrupted by Taehyung’s loud groan, which you took as a sign she shouldn’t continue, but she did. “But I can assure you nothing bad was said about you. In fact, my friend here was trying to let me know she liked you, which is a hard thing to admit after she called you annoying so many times, but I think you kind of get that since it’s clear you feel the same way,” she spoke as she walked backwards to the door and grinned. “This seems like a great time for you guys to talk it out!”

With that, she ran out with a giggle, leaving you two in complete silence. Really? You couldn’t blame Sophia for anything—she did what she thought was the right thing, and it probably was. You two had to talk it out before ruining the end of the trip for everyone and your friendship for good. You were more shocked by the fact that Taehyung was still silent. He wasn’t going to say a single word about this when it was clear your friend wanted you two to talk about it? She was right, you were a fool.

“Nothing, seriously?” You asked, getting back to chopping as a way of distracting yourself. You couldn’t look at him so you focused on the vegetables in front of you, letting the sounds of the knife hitting the board fill your ears and replace the embarrassing silence.

“What do you want me to say?” Taehyung said, still staring at the kettle, sounding defeated.

“Anything?” You said with a sigh, realizing you were begging him to give you attention. That was beneath you. If he really cared about this thing at all, he could make an effort to say a single thing or react in any way other than keep his mouth shut. “No, forget it.”

“I said what I had to say last night,” Taehyung mumbled, his hair falling over his eyes, which you noticed after you gathered the courage to look at him for a second. “Once you start treating me like you treat other people, we’re good.”

“Like I treat who, exactly?” Now you had no choice but to face him—he was starting to annoy you.

“Hm, I don’t know,” Taehyung pretended to be confused. He was rubbing his chin with his index fingers and frowning and you just knew he’d say something spiteful. “How about everyone else? No, wait. How about Jongho?”

“Jongho?” You asked, trying hard not to laugh because you knew this wasn’t the time for that, but what he was saying was just ridiculous. Taehyung and you weren’t close at all, so he clearly didn’t know the first thing about your dating life, let alone Jongho who was never an option in the first place. He’d heard a part of the conversation and made up a whole scenario in his head where you were this mean girl who was leading two guys on. “Really?”

“Yeah,” Taehyung shrugged with an annoyed expression. You wondered how he looked ten times hotter when he was angry. Is that why you kept annoying him, so you could get a good look at his furrowed brows and angry stare? “Or is he too good for that as well?”

Obviously, your conversation with Sophia about Jongho had rubbed him the wrong way. He didn’t know the whole story, which is why he was reacting this way, and that was understandable, even though it was wrong. Why was he so blinded by this idea that you were as bitchy as he thought that he refused to see things for what they really were?

“Taehyung, you don’t know what you’re talking about,” you told him as calmly as possible, hoping it was getting to him. Your point here wasn’t to argue or be mean to him, even though he was talking nonsense. “Jongho is Sophia’s friend.”

“And she thinks he’d be the perfect guy for you, and you think he’s such a nice guy,” he grunted and then sighed with relief when the water boiled, lucky to finally be able to get out of there. “How nice.”

“This is stupid. I don’t even think about the dude, let alone consider being with him,” you admitted, which made him freeze for a second. He quickly pulled himself together and poured the water into the cup. “I think about you.”

Taehyung shot a glance at you, as if he was trying to see if you were playing tricks on him. When he realized you weren’t, he looked away. “Yeah, is that why Sophia and Jungkook didn’t know anything happened? Is that why everyone thinks you can’t stand me?”

“Do you want everyone to know? Is that the point here?” You asked, moving away from the counter and wiping off your hands on your thighs.

“No,” Taehyung said and grabbed the cup, clearly deciding to get out of there. “I’m just… Disappointed.”

“By what?” You didn’t want to let it go because you could tell this was important. If you let it go now, when could you bring it up again? Taehyung and you always avoided each other and you were sure things would stay the same. He’d still avoid you until you both forget anything had ever happened. The only problem was that you didn’t want to forget.

“I don’t know,” he turned towards the door, not even glancing your way. “Just hearing you say you’ve never liked me the morning after making out with me kind of sucks. And knowing you hate me so much that you don’t even want your friends to know that you’ve kissed me. I mean, Soph was so shocked to find out you’d do that. I wonder why.”

His words instantly made you feel terrible because you tried to put yourself in his shoes. What if it had been the other way around and if you were the one who overheard a similar conversation between Taehyung and Jungkook? You wouldn’t feel good about it, especially not if you knew Jungkook wanted Taehyung to be with someone else, whom he thought of as the better option. You’d feel even worse if you heard that Jungkook was shocked Taehyung thought of you that way.

“Do you think I’m ashamed of it or something?”

“Yeah, pretty much,” Taehyung chuckled, even though nothing was funny, that much was clear from his face. “This is stupid. Forget about it.”

“No,” you shrugged and walked to the door, beating him to it. “It’s not stupid.”

You opened the door to the living room and found Sophia, Jungkook and Hoseok sitting on the sofas in complete silence, which probably meant they were trying to listen in on your conversation to find out more about what was going on behind closed doors. Hoseok scrambled to get the remote and turn the TV on and Yoongi had just walked inside, taking off his beanie and scarf, clearly not yet in on the whole thing. Taehyung followed you into the living room and brought the tea to Hoseok without addressing anything.

“Hey, guys, I wanted to say something,” you said, feeling like your voice would give out as your heart beat so loud it was the only thing you could hear. You walked in so sure of your decision, but now that all eyes were on you, your confidence fled.

All heads turned in your direction and Yoongi scoffed, as grumpy as ever. “Please don’t give a heart-warming speech about what a good time you had with us here on this trip because I might just throw up.”

Even though his comment was funny, you couldn’t laugh. “No, it’s… I like Taehyung. In case you didn’t know. Things are awkward, so there, I said it.”

You expected your friends to be shocked, to say the least. Why you even went out and said something like that was beyond you, but you figured that was one way to make Taehyung aware of how you really felt. You two wouldn’t get the chance to try this thing out if he kept thinking you were hiding it from everyone else.

“And?” Hoseok looked at you questioningly, like what you said was the most irrelevant thing ever. “Is that supposed to surprise us?”

“Yeah, what’s the next thing you’ll say, that he likes you?” Yoongi pretended to be shocked and he placed his hand over his mouth just to glare at you right after, showing none of this was a surprise to them. “Shocker.”

Sophia gave you a questioning stare, but thankfully, decided to keep her mouth shut.

Taehyung cleared his throat and seemed to be at a loss for words. Well, at least one person was shocked by your confession. “Aaaand we’re going to go discuss this,” he said and gently pushed you towards the kitchen with a fake smile on his face.

As soon as the doors closed behind you two, the smile disappeared. “What are you doing?”

“You said that I need to treat you like I treat others, right? And you think I’m hiding this, so… Now I’m not,” you shrugged, which made him chuckle. “Sorry if I embarrassed you.”

“I think you embarrassed yourself,” Taehyung shrugged it off and acted like it wasn’t a big deal. Really? You went out and admitted to liking him in front of his best friends and he wasn’t even happy about it? “I thought it was kind of cool.”

“Good,” you said with a grin, feeling like a weight was lifted off your shoulders. “Now that that’s out of the way, are we good?”

“I don’t see why not,” Taehyung agreed and headed back to the living room. As soon as he walked out, he was greeted by cheers and you took a deep breath before joining them in the living room, knowing that they wouldn’t shut up about it.

Thankfully, it seemed that at least one of them had the tiny bit of decency to ask them all not to be too annoying while you two were in the kitchen. That much was clear after they all started talking at the same time about unrelated topics. You had an inkling of doubt about the person being Jungkook because he was the only one who hadn’t commented on it, but you caught him winking at Taehyung when you two joined the rest of them.

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Two hours later, lunch was off to a great start in a similar tone when Yoongi and Hoseok insisted that you and Taehyung sat next to each other instead of at the opposite ends of the table like you always did—you liked sitting as far away from him as you could.

You usually sat on the opposite head of the table, while the lovebirds sat on your right, and Yoongi and Hoseok on your left. Now, they were insisting that Taehyung and you take their spots. You were reluctant at first but seeing as they were not going to drop it, you gave in and sat next to Taehyung.

What was the worst thing that could happen? If you played along, maybe they’d leave you alone.

“Hey, can you pass the salt? It’s right next to the guy you like,” Jungkook grinned at you, which made everyone chuckle. Well, everyone except you, but only because you knew they would never let you live this down.

It seemed like all of them were ganging up on you with the cheeky comments and even though they weren’t offensive, you felt like you were the butt of the joke here and that Taehyung wasn’t doing anything to help. In fact, he was laughing along.

“You guys look so cute together,” Hoseok clapped excitedly, which almost made you laugh. They were acting stupid, but it seemed like they were having a lot of fun with this, so you didn’t want to ruin it for them.

“They need to sit together on our way back tomorrow,” Yoongi suggested, to which everyone readily agreed. Oh, great, you forgot about the trip ahead of you where they wouldn’t shut up about the two of you.

“So cute,” Jungkook mumbled and then gave you a wink.

“You guys have competition now,” Hoseok looked at Jungkook with a raised eyebrow. “Should we get ready for tonight?”

“Exactly, so you’d better be nice before we start making more noise than these two animals,” Taehyung finally spoke up, even though it wasn’t helping.

Really? Did he really mean this? And why did he say it in front of everyone? You throbbed at the idea of being fucked by him, mostly because you thought he’d be loud and rough, and you wanted nothing more than that. Fuck, you were too far gone already.

“Want to make it into a competition?” Jungkook said cockily but the grin was wiped off his face the second he noticed Sophia glaring at him. “Guess not.”

“We should go out or something tonight,” Yoongi spoke up, nodding at Hoseok, who was clearly into the idea even though he wasn’t doing that much better. “Leave the lovebirds to it.”

You rolled your eyes and ate as fast as you could, wishing for lunch to be over as soon as possible. While the jokes weren’t spiteful, you still didn’t feel 100% comfortable talking about this in front of everyone when things were so shaky with him.

The rest of the day was awkward since you felt like all eyes were on you and Taehyung whenever you were in the same room. It seemed like everyone expected something to happen, for you two to talk about feelings in front of everyone, or to flirt, and both Taehyung and you seemed to be opposed to the idea. You didn’t even catch him glancing your way once while you all hung out in the living room, which made you feel like you fucked up by telling everyone you were into him. It was necessary for this thing to go on, but it also seemed to put an end to it at the same time.

The atmosphere changed later on in the day as the rest of your friends seemed to know something you didn’t. You’ve noticed them exchange looks throughout the day without talking to each other and when you’d ask them what was up, they would pretend nothing was going on.

Either they were up to something or you were losing your mind. Taehyung and you avoided each other as much as possible, not because you didn’t want to talk to each other, but because everyone was making such a big deal out of it. You figured you two would start talking once things calmed down and something more exciting than you two liking each other happened, so you spent the afternoon playing board games with Yoongi and the original lovebirds.

“Let’s get dressed up and go have dinner in the town”, Sophia suggested all of a sudden and Yoongi and Jungkook agreed without hesitation.

You thought it might be a good idea to go out and have fun before leaving tomorrow. Besides, if everyone decided to go out after dinner, you could get a chance to talk to Taehyung without being in the spotlight, which you could use. You’d be going back home tomorrow and knowing you and Taehyung, neither one would make the first move and you wouldn’t see each other again until your friends invited you to a group hangout, and you weren’t sure that was okay for you. On the other hand, you weren’t sure if you wanted to be the one to initiate a date or anything of the sort. It’d go to his head, for sure.

These ideas occupied you while you took a shower, dried your hair, and got ready for dinner. At seven, when you were supposed to meet in the living room, Sophia knocked on your door to get you.

When you walked downstairs, you realized what they were up to—the dinner table was set up for two, a takeout three course meal was waiting on it, along with a bottle of wine. Taehyung was arguing with his friends over something—probably the fact that they were so desperately trying to make this happen that it was becoming uncomfortable— but they went quiet when you walked downstairs, hand in hand with Sophia.

“You look wonderful!” Hoseok clapped excitedly and then pointed to the table. “Your dinner is waiting for you, we’ll get going.”

“What’s all this?” You looked around the room, your gaze lingering on Taehyung in a white button-up for a bit longer than you intended.

Jungkook walked over to you, wrapped his arm around your shoulders and walked you over towards the table. “We wanted you two to have some privacy since you haven’t really had any, so… Here’s our way of giving you that.”

“Don’t you think this is a bit much?” Taehyung groaned and shook his head, to which you chuckled.

There was no fighting them, though. They all quickly went out of the room, leaving no chance for you two to fight back or complain about their actions. It seemed like neither of you two was fighting that hard against it, anyway.

“Well,” Taehyung turned to you and spread his arms out, shrugging. “Shall we?”

“Why not?” You grinned, letting him pull a chair out for you. “We’re already here.”

“Exactly,” he nodded and started serving the soup, acting all professional. “Can I be honest?”

“Be my guest,” you nodded, opening the bottle of wine since you knew a couple of glasses would be necessary to keep the conversation flowing in the right direction.

It’s not that you weren’t into Taehyung—it’s that you two rarely had sober, normal conversations. Whenever you talked sober, you ended up arguing. Lately, when you talked drunk, things would take off in a different direction, which you had nothing against. That’s exactly why you needed some liquid courage.

“I’m kind of glad they did this,” he grinned. “Bon appetit.”

You agreed with him and dug into your soup after you poured him a glass of wine as well. Once you were done with the soup, you were the one to hand him the main course and fill up both your glasses.

Taehyung did his best to keep the conversation going by commenting on the quality of the food. When he ran out of compliments, he switched to making comments on how funny your friends were for trying to set it up. When you hashed out that topic, it seemed like there was nothing left to say.

To be more precise, the things you wanted to say couldn’t exactly be said just like that, without alcohol drowning out your sense of shame. You did want to get to know him better, but words just weren’t coming when things felt so forced. Walks were more of your type of first dates—they left you with enough room to look at the other person if you wanted to and enough excuses to look around and not focus on them. At the dinner, you had no option other than to look at your plate or Taehyung.

He’d stare at the plate, eat, say how good the food was, sneak a glance your way, and quickly look around. Once he’d had enough of the awkwardness, he took a big gulp of his wine, and you did the same, hoping it would get you to relax.

“Back when we met,” you spoke, breaking the silence that seemed to last for hours. “What were you going to say to me? You said I cut you off before I gave you the chance to speak, or something like it.”

Taehyung looked at you with a raised eyebrow and continued to chew on the meat for a while, not taking his eyes off of you. For some reason, it seemed like your question gave him some confidence.

Once he swallowed, he cleared his throat and decided to respond. “I was just going to say that I’ve seen you around and that I heard Jungkook was dating Sophia so I wanted to introduce myself. Something like that, I guess. Maybe I’d come up with something better.”

“You weren’t going to tell me you want to fuck me?” You cocked your head to the side and looked at him innocently, hoping the question would mess with him. The two glasses of wine were getting to your head and you had no problem with it. Quite the opposite, it was making you a lot more courageous than usual.

“I, uh,” Taehyung took a big gulp of wine again and looked at you, a glimpse of insecurity in his eyes after all. “I’m not that straightforward. I wouldn’t say that to someone I didn’t even know.”

“Well, you said that the other night…” You let your voice trail off as you thought about the night that had changed everything for you two. It was hard to get over the cockiness in his eyes and voice, which is why you’d replayed the night in your head over and over again.

“Listen, back when we met, you were a stranger. Did I want to fuck you? Hell yeah,” he looked down at your cleavage and then back at your face, deciding to go down the cocky road again. “Was I going to say that right to your face? Absolutely not. Have some faith in me,” he chuckled. “I don’t talk to women that way, especially not women I don’t know. The other day, you, uh, frustrated me to the point where I just wanted to tell you, I guess.”

You nodded slowly, realizing where he was coming from. Just because most of the guys you met while partying were crude and gross didn’t mean that he had to be like that. After all, none of his friends were that gross either. You believed that he wouldn’t talk to you that way, well, at least back then.

“Funny, I didn’t take you for that kind of a guy,” you said and went back to eating your steak, aware of his eyes on you.

“What do you mean?”

“I just thought you were some random guy who wanted to fuck,” you shrugged it off. “And from that point on, you were mean to me and I never thought about you at all. I guess I thought you had a huge ego and couldn’t stand me because I said no.”

“I’m not like that,” Taehyung shook his head and leaned back in his chair. It felt like he was inspecting your every move, and for some reason, the way he was looking at you turned you on. Maybe the wine was finally working on both of you, or maybe you got tired of beating around the bush.

“What are you like?” You threw the ball into his court, hoping he’d finally reveal something.

“What do you mean?” He licked his lips and stared directly into his eyes, letting you know he understood exactly what you meant. “What do you want to know?”

“What are you into? What do you want?” You asked, watching his eyes open fully as he took your question in. It was clear that he wasn’t expecting you to be so straightforward, which entertained you. “If we’re doing this, I think I should know.”

“I’m into…” he cleared his throat, looking shy for the first time in a long time, which didn’t really suit him. “A lot of things.”

“A man of few words indeed,” you sighed and took a sip of the wine, looking at him over it, hoping he’d give a bit more.

“I’d say I prefer it rough,” the way he said the word while looking straight at you made you press your thighs together. “I don’t usually treat women that way, but when in bed, things kind of change. I’m sure you get me.”

You nodded because you did and you also loved hearing about it, so you didn’t want to speak and ruin the mood. You wanted him to go on, so you raised an eyebrow and smiled at him.

“But sometimes, I like it slow and steady. Sometimes I like a lot of foreplay, sometimes I just want to dive right in,” a smirk played on his lips as he said that, and you imagined him just entering you while glaring into your eyes like that and it made your stomach turn with excitement. “It depends on the person and the mood.”

“You...” Taehyung stuck his tongue out to lick his lips and looked up, as if he was just now thinking about it for the first time. You knew exactly what you would like to do with him. “Since you’re a bit… bratty, let’s say, I’d treat you that way. Bend you over, give it to you rough. You can’t stand me, so I’m sure you wouldn’t want to look at me while we fuck, or for me to be gentle and kiss you a lot or, god forbid, cuddle,” he grinned at you, knowing he read the room well. You would love to have him do that, but he was wrong about one thing—you would love to have him kiss you, too. He misjudged you. You’d also love to stare right into his eyes as he fucked you—you were sure that would help you get off faster. “Would you like that?”

“Me?” You leaned in and chuckled. “I’m kind of imagining it more along the lines of you lying on your back and letting me do all the work,” you chuckled, and he seemed intrigued by the idea. “You love to hear yourself talk, so I’m guessing you’re like that in bed. You talk the talk, but once it comes down to it, you have to focus on not coming fast.. One of those guys who like to tell you they’re fucking you so well and they are so deep inside of you… You know?”

You cocked your head to the side and licked your lips, enjoying the sight of him squirming in his seat. He looked amused by your words and nodded to keep you going.

“So I’d make sure you did your part, instead of having me do all the work,” you shrugged. “Where’s the fun in all of that?”

“You’d have fun, trust me,” Taehyung chuckled and took another gulp of wine. “I might have been that type of guy before, you’re right… Promised a lot of things just to get laid, and then when I finally got to it, I’d just focus on not busting right away,” he chuckled and looked to the side, as if he were remembering something. “But I’ve got some experience now… Know how to not bust the second I feel a wet pussy wrapped around me.”

You shifted in your seat the second he said the words, imagining how it would feel to have your pussy wrap around him, and to feel him enter you. You were really losing it—not only were you having dinner with Taehyung and enjoying it, but you were talking about how hard he’d fuck you. The craziest part was that you liked it. It wasn’t like you to discuss sexual things with guys you barely knew. Okay, you two made out, but that didn’t mean you were intimate now and that he knew everything about you. Yet, something about him made you feel like it was okay for you to say these things to him.

“Even if it’s you. Granted, I’d have to try a little harder with you since all this bickering makes me really want you, but that’s just one more reason to not disappoint you,” he grinned and downed the rest of his wine. “I’d want it to happen again.”

“Oh,” you cleared your throat and drank the rest of your wine before grabbing the bottle again. You seemed flustered because you were—you weren’t expecting this kind of honesty from him at this point. “Sounds fun.”

“Right?” Taehyung stuck his tongue out to wet his bottom lip. “I know it will be fun.”

“So it’s happening for sure?” You asked, almost chuckling as you appreciated the cockiness. He knew he had you, and he was showing off.

“If we both want it, why not?” Taehyung leaned back in his chair and as he did, his white button-up moved to this side, revealing a bit more of his toned chest. “We’re both adults.”

You nodded in agreement, taking a big gulp of the wine. “Desert?”

For a second, Taehyung’s eyes widened as he thought you were offering yourself as desert. However, when he realized what you meant, he calmed down and chuckled. “Why not?”

Even the cake was fabulous and you had to admit that your friends had gone out of their way for you two. Maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea after all, if so many of your mutual friends wanted it to happen. What if Taehyung was actually the type of guy you were looking for? Not just the I-want-him-to-fuck-me-raw-until-I-can’t-feel-my-legs type of guy, but someone you could care for. You toyed with the idea as you ate desert and listened to Taehyung talk about the things he wanted to see tomorrow on the way back.

Before you knew it, there was nothing on your plates and an awkward silence ensued. Thankfully, Taehyung seemed to be a bit more confident than you, so he stood up and started clearing up the table.

“Let me help,” you got up and carried your three plates to the kitchen.

“I wash, you wipe?” Taehyung suggested when you walked into the kitchen, carrying the containers the food came in.

He pushed his sleeves up and started washing while you looked around for a clean cloth. Taehyung hummed some song and you stayed quiet, enjoying the moment. You rarely got to see him so happy, so you didn’t want to ruin the moment.

“I had a really great time,” he said, handing you the forks to dry. “Thanks for not running away.”

“I wouldn’t do that,” you shook your head at him. You were standing right next to each other and he suddenly seemed so tall, manly, and confident—or it might have been the wine and your sexual needs. “I had fun, too.”

“I think this was the first normal conversation we’ve had,” he cocked an eyebrow up and handed you the knives. “Without arguing.”

“So far,” you suggested, making him chuckle and grab another plate to wash. “You’re right, I don’t think we’ve ever talked so much.”

“You’re much easier to talk to than I thought,” he admitted with a sigh.

“So are you,” you shrugged. “In all fairness, I guess conversations flow better when you’re not insulting the other person.”

“True,” he agreed, handing you the last plate. “Still, even when we’re not arguing, the fact that I want to fuck you is kind of getting in the way.”

“Of a normal conversation?” You asked without hesitation, not wanting to show how taken aback you were by the question.

For the last ten minutes, you two were talking in the kitchen and doing the dishes, having a chat, and he just turned it sexual out of the blue. It’s not that you didn’t like it—far from it—but you didn’t want him to see that it affected you.

“Sometimes,” he grinned. “When you want someone, don’t you find it hard to keep up a normal conversation?” Taehyung dried off his hands and turned to his side to face you while your hips were still pressed against the kitchen sink, staring straight at the dishes instead of him.

“I do,” you decided to play the game too, so you turned to your side and faced him, which instantly made him smile. “Especially if he is so hot it annoys me.”

“Especially then,” Taehyung agreed and looked at your lips. He didn’t even try to hide it—his gaze lingered for a couple of seconds, long enough for you to understand what he wanted.

He seemed to be waiting for you to push him away or let him kiss you, so you leaned in first and the second you felt his lips on you, you shuddered. It’s been so long since you had a sober, honest kiss that you forgot how good it felt. However, the feeling might have come from the fact that you wanted him to fuck your brains out, but that was neither here nor there.

Surprisingly, the kiss was slow and soft, like a real kiss should be. It was miles away from the drunk kisses you two shared, but you liked it just as much. It served as proof that Taehyung could be gentle when he tried, so you enjoyed it while it lasted. Before you knew it, his arms were on either side of your hips and he sucked in your bottom lip to gently bite down on it, making you moan into the kiss.

“Fuck, don’t moan at me like that,” he pulled away, chuckling. “You can’t moan after the things you’ve told me.”

“Or what?” You teased, liking his grip on your hips.

“I’ll bend you over the table,” he cocked an eyebrow up. “And I won’t care that our friends can be back any minute.”

You throbbed and clenched around nothing at the mere thought of Taehyung using you as he pleased. You wished he would.

“Okay,” you grinned. “So maybe I should go upstairs and moan there?”

Taehyung hissed before licking his lips. “Let’s go.”

You were sure that the sight of the two of you racing upstairs was probably comical, but luckily, no one was there to witness it. The second he told you to go, you did, without thinking about the consequences. You followed him upstairs and, despite thinking he was taking you to his room, he stopped right in front of your bedroom door.

“Your turf?” He asked, grinning, to which you opened the door and let him in.

As soon as the door closed behind you, the atmosphere between you two changed completely. Earlier, you two were going slow, you were sweet to each other, teasing, but still respectful, testing the field. Now, once you were in your room, practically in the dark, all bets were off.

Taehyung placed his hands on your cheeks and pulled you in for a kiss. As soon as he felt you bite into his lips, he pushed himself into you and trapped you between him and the door, which made you groan with excitement. Maybe it was finally here, the moment you’d been waiting for.

He held your face for a long time while he kissed you and you let his tongue enter your mouth and turn you on even more. While he held you, your hands worked on unbuttoning the rest of the buttons on his shirt, and when you finally got the last one, you ran your hands across his chest, over his ribs, down his stomach, and stopped at the hem of his jeans, earning a hiss and a thrust from him.

Then, you moved upwards, letting your fingers graze his naked skin, making him shove his tongue in even deeper and pull your face closer to his own. Why was he so good at this? You were kissing for a couple of minutes and you were already tempted to grope him all over and feel every inch of him.

Luckily, Taehyung broke the kiss and took a deep breath, grunting and placing both hands against the door on each side of your head. He leaned in and pecked you. “Let’s, uh, slow down…” he exhaled loudly, looking into your eyes and then back at your lips. “Sorry, I got too carried away,” he took a step back.

“Is that a bad thing?” You asked, moving away from the door and walking towards the bed. “Isn’t that what you want to do?”

“I want to do a lot of things,” Taehyung took a step towards you, your noses almost touching. “But I can’t make this about me,” he pecked your lips. “Have to make a good impression,” this time, he kissed you, letting his lips linger for a bit. “If I want you to want it again,” he said before kissing you like he meant it.

“Don’t worry about that,” you mumbled into the kiss, even though you found it sweet that he was worrying about it. Very much unlike him—or better yet, unlike your perception of him.

As if that was all he needed to hear, Taehyung grabbed your waist and walked towards the bed, making you walk backwards until your calves rested against it. Then, he deepened the kiss and let his hand travel down to your ass so he could squeeze it, pressing your body against his, allowing you to feel his erection poking you in the stomach. You wanted him even more once you felt how hard he was for you.

While he was kissing you, you felt him pull your dress up from behind and scrunch it in his fist. “Can we get rid of this?” He grunted at you and after your nodd, pulled the dress over your head and threw it at the floor, leaving you in your underwear.

Taehyung took a second to ogle you while he got out of his jeans. The second they slid down his thighs, your eyes found his erection—hard and big, hiding under the confines of his tight gray boxers. “You look even better than I imagined,” he grinned before kissing you again, this time smacking your ass before squeezing it over and over again, enjoying the way your flesh felt in his big hand.

“Fuck,” you mumbled into the kiss, grabbing as much of him as you could—gripping his hair, tugging at his, squeezing his hand, his shoulder, his ass. How you became this into him over the course of a couple of days was a mystery, but you weren’t about to question it, especially not when Taehyung pushed you on the bed and towered over you, leaning in to kiss you, shoving his tongue inside of you.

“You’re so hot. Can’t get enough of you,” he told you in between kisses and his words made you want him even more. For some reason, it felt so good to hear this guy who’s been so mean to you say such things.

“Come here,” you grunted in return, hugging him, making him press his body against yours, allowing you to feel him on top of you. He smelled fantastic, kissed even better, and was rock hard against your pelvis. “Taehyung…”

“Yes?” He broke the kiss and looked straight into your eyes, his mouth open, breathing heavily, lips inches away from yours.

“This feels so good,” you grinned, making him chuckle and turn confident all of a sudden.

“Didn’t I promise it would?” He asked, cocking both his eyebrows up, which made you shake your head. “I feel like you’ll run out of air if I stay on top,” he said, rolling over to the side, propping his head up using his hand, resting his elbow next to your shoulder.

Then he looked at your face and down your half-naked body and inspected every inch of it slowly, making you feel like you were about to blush. It’s been a while since you were that close to someone, especially someone who loved to argue and poke fun at you.

This time was different, though. Nothing negative came out of his mouth. When he was done ogling your body, Taehyung licked his lips and leaned down to kiss you, his hand making its way to your stomach and then gently up to your breasts. He groped you over your bra, but he did it carefully, not squeezing too hard.

“Do you want it on?” He asked, giving you a questioning look.

Instead of answering, you arched your back and sneaked your hands behind your back to unclasp your bra. Then, you rested your back on the bed and Taehyung helped you get out of the bra. Once it joined your dress on the floor, Taehyung grinned and grabbed your breast right away, starting to play with it as he leaned in for another kiss.

He was rough, but just the way you liked it—his pulling on your breast didn’t hurt, but it caused enough friction to make you press your thighs together. The difference between the softness of his kiss and the way he grabbed your breasts was turning you on so much more than you imagined it would.

Then, he pinched your nipple softly, trying to see if you enjoyed it. The moan you let out told him you did, so he did it again, this time a bit harder, earning an even louder grunt from you.

You winced when he moved away from your face—you were enjoying his tongue on yours way too much—but you quickly sighed with relief when you felt his hot tongue on your other nipple, licking it before he sucked it inside his mouth and gently bit into your breast. “Fuck, that feels great,” you said it out loud as it was all you could think about.

Taehyung kept toying with your nipple, teasing it with the tip of his tongue, then sucking it all in, grabbing as much of your breast as he could in his mouth and suckling it, making you feel like he was going to eat you in the best way possible. “Where did you learn how to do that?” You asked, kicking your head back, feeling like you were going to explode if he didn’t touch you.

Taehyung moved away for a second, his mouth wet, and giggled. To stop him from giggling, you reached down and grabbed his erection over his boxers, which made him grunt loudly and stop moving for a while.

“Go on, touch it,” he leaned in to kiss you once again. “Make me feel good.”

Without a word, you reached into his underwear and did as you were told—you grabbed his cock and felt surprised at how silky his skin felt in comparison how hard it got. Taehyung lifted his hips and got rid of his underwear so you could have easier access to his cock, which you intended to fully use.

“Big enough?” He asked, cocking an eyebrow up. The confident fucker knew he was well above average and he was gloating about it.

“Hmmm,” you shrugged, pretending to be unaffected.

“Then you won’t mind if I stick it right in?” He said, clearly joking, but your heart stopped for a second at the thought of having him inside of you. Taehyung. The same obnoxious Taehyung you couldn’t stand until a couple of days ago. “Relax, no rush.”

“Stretch first,” you explained, to which he eagerly nodded and bit down on your breast again while letting his hand wander over to your underwear. He looked straight into your eyes as he cupped your mound and squeezed ever so gently, earning a thrust and moan from you, which he seemed very pleased with. “What are you so cocky about?” You muttered the words, not wanting to show him how much you were enjoying his touch, even though there was a piece of cloth separating his fingers from your hot wet cunt.

Taehyung kissed you, unable to decide whether he was supposed to play with your mouth or your nipples. “I just feel how wet you are, even over the fabric… You like me so much,” he chuckled and bit down on your lip.

To get him back, you brought your hand up to your mouth, licked your palm, making sure it was coated with your saliva and then returned it to his thick cock. He hissed the second he felt how slippery and warm your fingers were around him once they were wet, and how they glided all over his length. “I like you too, clearly,” he said, glancing at your hand around his cock, enjoying the sight. “If you continue to give me that look, I’ll shower you with cum in a couple of seconds.”

You knew he was joking, but you’d feel really happy if you got him to come so fast. Maybe you should try it sometimes—it would probably get him to stop being so overly confident. But then again, he had every reason to be.

“You say it like it’s a bad thing,” you said, tightening your grip around his cock, which made him pull your panties to the side and wet two of his fingers and then circle them around your hole and up to your clit, careful to touch every single place that felt good.

“If you tell me you’d enjoy that, I’ll be so tempted to do it,” he grunted, now starting to nibble on your ear, allowing you to look down your body and watch his fingers enter you gently. They fit in just right since you were soaking by that point and the fact that his cock was so hard in your hand and that Taehyung let out little hisses and grunts whenever you squeezed it tighter didn’t help your case.

“It sounds fun,” you teased, changing your pace to a much faster one, wanting to send him over the edge.

However, Taehyung had other plans. You knew his fingers were long—you’d seen them so many times before. What you didn’t know was that they were so fucking long they touched your g-spot. If you were being honest, you didn’t know men could find it without detailed instructions. Maybe it was an accident, maybe not, but the way you moaned his name told him he hit it, so he started to do it quickly, so much quicker than you usually enjoyed, but it felt great.

You were so wet, you could feel your juices inside of you, all over your crotch, your buttcheeks, over the bed beneath you. You couldn’t help or control it—his touch just felt good. His fingers moved in and out, feeling so hard, which was exactly what you needed to feel inside, and Taehyung kept going.

For a while, you forgot about his cock, but then you remembered you had to return the favor and make him feel good too, so you started to move your fingers again, earning a low grunt from him as he played with your neck. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he mumbled into your skin. “You swallow my fingers so nicely with your pretty little cunt,” he said, making you grunt back. The fact that he had such a filthy mouth was a huge bonus in your book, and he now knew it. “Imagine how good it will feel to have my dick inside.”

“I can’t wait, Taehyung,” you said, arching your back and spreading your legs even further, allowing him to finger fuck you from a different angle and hit the spot even better.

You weren’t sure when your mind went from “I’m never touching Taehyung in my life” to “I want Taehyung to fuck my brains out”, but it sure went there. The faster his fingers entered you, the faster your hand moved, but then it started to feel so good you just couldn’t keep up with his pace.

As if he felt that, he sat up and started going even faster while he was now able to rub your clit with his other hand, which made you moan, grunt, thrust into his hand, and feel like you were about to cry, all at the same time. How did he touch this well? He knew exactly how hard to press you clit to give it all the friction it needed without making it too sensitive. At the same time, he kept his pace with the fingers, careful not to go too slow or too fast.

“You look so pretty when you’re enjoying yourself,” he commented and you wanted to say something back, but all you could do was moan profanities and his name.

The build-up was short—it felt like everything came at once. The familiar feeling of it building up deep from your stomach washed over you quickly and you thought you were about to burst, but you came around his fingers, your walls tensing and relaxing over and over again, milking his fingers like they were his cock. Taehyung didn’t stop until you tried to press your legs together, which he took as a sign that you were too sensitive.

“That was so fucking good,” you said, sighing deeply and starting to jerk him off again, this time a lot more fervently. “Fuck!”

Taehyung pulled his fingers out of you and you noticed they were coated with your juices. He spread the two fingers and enjoyed the sight of your juices clinging to them while it disgusted you. Then, he moved his hand down to his cock and rubbed your wetness all over its tip. “So you can slide easier,” he joked and lay back down on his side so he could kiss you.

He was right—it was so slimy that it made your fingers fall down his shaft and come back up a lot easier than before. You tried to calm down and apply just the right amount of pressure to get him to come too, to feel him shoot his load, to see it happen right in front of you.

“On your back,” you said in a minute, after you caught your breath. Taehyung plopped down on his back, spreading his legs and letting you jerk him off.

It was now your turn to lean in and kiss him while trying to get him off, squeezing his hard dick with your fingers, wanting to make him feel as good as he made you feel earlier.

You could tell he was getting closer—all he could say was “hot”, “fuck”, “you’re so good”, and your name. He mumbled, grunted, moaned, and hissed the words in no particular order, kicking his head back, thrusting into your hand, but then quickly getting his head back up so he could look at you and kiss you or watch your hand stroke his cock.

“I’m coming,” he warned you before shoving his tongue into your mouth.

You moaned at him on purpose, not slowing down for a second, but bringing your other hand over his tip so his sperm wouldn’t fly around everything and mess up both of you and the bed. The second you felt the first streak of cum his your palm, you both let out sounds that let the other know you were so fucking relieved and turned on. Taehyung always had a deep, confident tone, but now that he was coming, it went a bit higher and he sounded so breathy and worn out, needy even.

“Jesus, fuck, yes, like that,” he instructed you, pumping himself into your fist to get every single drop out.

“Can you go for another round?” You grinned at him, your hands covered in his cum. Still, it wasn’t enough—you wanted to feel him inside of you. To show him that, you spread your legs and looked at him suggestively while wiping your hands using the pajamas you always kept under your pillow.

“I’m not that easy,” Taehyung shook his head slowly, letting his hair fall over his eyes, still looking up at you. His hair was sticking to his forehead and he looked fucked out and so, so fuckable. “You’ll have to work for it first.”

“What?” You sighed in annoyance and fought off the urge to roll your eyes at him. Was Taehyung serious? “What do you want me to do?”

“You want me to fuck you and you don’t even have my number,” Taehyung pretended to be confused as he scratched the back of his head. “Like I’ve said, treat me like you treat other people and we’ll get there.”

“You’re really going to do this?” You propped yourself up on both elbows and watched him push himself off the bed and get dressed quickly, visibly wobbly on his feet. This was a bit much, even for him. “You know I don’t just fuck random guys, and I’ve embarrassingly offered myself to you, and you don’t want to fuck me because you’re too proud now?”

He clearly didn’t understand how big this was for you—you never did stuff like this. You’ve never fucked guys you didn’t know well, you’ve never fucked around with people from your friend group, you’ve never given in this easily and let someone mess with your head like that, and you disregarded all that to get a taste of the most annoying person you’d ever met just to have him reject you.

He was now fully dressed and he sat down on the bed next to you. “Well, that’s the problem. Not everything’s about you.”

Your mouth dropped open in surprise, and it stayed like that for a while as you tried to come up with an appropriate response. The old you would have told him to fuck off, for sure. But, if this trip has taught you anything, it was that sometimes you overreacted and forgot to see the other side, so you took a deep, deep breath and tried to figure out what exactly was bothering you so you could tell him that instead of reaching for the first insult you could think of. “I know that, but, uh, I… It’s about us. In fact, it’s about you thinking I’m not treating you… like I’m into you. And I’m just trying to explain that I am.”

“And I appreciate that,” he nodded and placed his hand on your thigh, suddenly reminding you that you were still half naked, wet, and probably sweaty and sticky. “Maybe I was too mean, okay? But, uh… I want us to get along. I don’t like one-night stands and fucking around with people, much like you. So if we’re gonna do this, I’d like us to give it a real shot and get to know each other and really enjoy this.”

“Okay,” you nodded. “I get that. You could have just said that first.”

“You’re right, my bad,” Taehyung patted your thigh once again and leaned in to peck your lips. “I had a lot of fun and you were fucking great. I feel like I need to take a shower to cool off, so I’m going to go.”

“Good thinking, I need one too,” you said, not wanting to make this into something sappy or kiss too much. Kissing was reserved for these make-out sessions, not saying goodbye. That’d be too much like dating.

You both got up and Taehyung walked to the door without a word, having said his goodbyes. However, you couldn’t let him go just yet.

“Hey, Taehyung,” you stopped him just when he grabbed the doorknob.

“Yeah?” He turned around, shirt unbutton, hair messy, eyebrows cocked up as if he knew he won.

“What’s your number, then?” You asked with your phone in hand, wanting to make up for the one thing he was so bitter about. If you had his number, you could text him and prove that this wasn’t just one big game to you and that he was indeed as important as other people.

“Ask me tomorrow,” Taehyung giggled, stepping out into the hallway. “Once the post-orgasm bliss wears off and all that.”

That jerk! Of course he had to make this a lot harder than it actually was. Taehyung closed the door behind him, but you could hear him chuckling all the way down to his room, which left you fuming with anger until you realized how ridiculous the whole thing was, so you laughed too. Taehyung won this time.

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MONSTER ‖ eighteen

Jungkook keeps his promise and asks you out on a date. A sudden change of plans leads you to his new dorm.

word count: 10k genre: angst, smut warning: 18+, mature content, oral (giving and receiving), unprotected sex

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GOOD BOY ‖ thirteen

After getting a bit closer to Jimin, you attend the same party and run into an old friend. The encounter makes Jimin see you in a completely different light.

⤑ word count: 9.3k   ⤑ genre: (a whole lot of) angst, sub!jimin/dom!reader ⤑ warnings: mentions of SA (relationship between minor and adult), heavy topics; if you choose to skip this chapter because of this - Man-soo is a creepy piece of shit who should be in jail ⤑ rating: 18+ 

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PARTNERS ‖ six

After the party, you expect Namjoon to avoid you, but he surprises you.

word count: 11.2k genre: angst

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Love to Hate (Master List)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: Jungkook / Reader

Rating: 18+

Genre: Enemies to Lovers, Fuck Buddies!AU

Status: Ongoing

Description: Born with a silver spoon in your mouth, you’ve done your best to rid yourself of the taste since you were old enough to walk. Occasionally though, your mother manages to rope you into an obligatory function – or a blind date with playboy billionaire, Jeon Jungkook. Jungkook stands for everything you loathe about the world you left behind, but you can’t deny the spark of attraction between you. Intrigued by the promise of mutual satisfaction, you agree to one night in bed… and quickly realize you’re in far, far deeper than you ever intended.

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if by chance | ksj - part II

Summary: And I know that in the darkest parts of you, you pray and hope and wish for it too. -Ruth B.

pairing: dad(dilf?)!Seokjin x female reader

rating: 18+

genre: strangers to lovers, neighbors!au, fwb, dad!bts, slice of life

warnings: Reader has lots of conflicting feelings, Jin’s son is the most adorable human

explicit sexual content: smut in the forms of; kissing (lots of it), fingering, oral (f & m receiving), a shower scene, unprotected sex (thats a no no please wrap it up) different positions, lots and lots of dirty talk, Jin has a big dick, multiple orgasms

word count: 9.8k

A/N: welcome to part 2 of sexy dad Jin 😏. I hope you’ll enjoy it and leave me some lovely feedback if you do! It’s always so appreciated.

Thank you so so much to @eatjeanjin for beta reading this for me. If was so much help.

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You really have to get more interesting hobbies. Something to occupy your time so that you’re not sitting at home, scrolling through Netflix and hoping that Jin will text you. You didn’t want to be that girl.

It’s been two months since that first time that you slept together. Since then, any weekend that Songho isn’t home, you find yourself in Jin’s bed or he finds himself in yours, the two of you barely leaving the bed except to find food and occasionally shower. But even the shower turns into a place where your body is worshipped by Kim Seokjin.

Seeing him around the building feels more frequent now, or maybe you just can’t help but notice him around more. Your heart swells a little each time you walk into the laundry room of your apartment building to see Jin and Songho folding clothes together. As soon as Songho notices you, he gets the brightest smile on his face and waves you over. He tells you about his day at preschool and you can’t help but to eat up every moment that he tells you about. Jin always looks at his son so fondly, and sometimes you catch him looking at you with a different kind of fondness as you engage in conversation with his four year old son.

Scrolling through your phone, you are now considering texting your friends to see if they have plans tonight. It’s only noon, so you aren’t even sure anyone will have anything decided yet. But just as you’re about to push send on the text, a very loud and frantic knock taps against your door, your phone practically flying out of your hand. You scramble your way off the couch and open your door to see Jin standing on the other side, he’s leaning down with his hands on his knees, looking completely out of breath.

“Jin? Are you okay?” You try to bend over to look at his face, but he holds up a finger, signaling you to wait a moment while he catches his breath. You can’t help but to start laughing at the visual of him running here so quickly.

“Seems rude for you to laugh at my misfortune, Cosmo.” Jin finally huffs out, standing up straight but still a slightly pained look on his face.

“Sorry.” You snicker again, laughing a little louder when he glares. “What are you doing here anyways? Where’s Songho?” You look out into the hallway for the little boy but he’s nowhere to be seen.

“Songho has piano practice this afternoon.” He takes one more deep breath before stepping into your apartment. The fresh scent of laundry detergent wafts into your nose from the black hoodie he’s wearing. Your eyes immediately go to his lips and you swallow thickly before speaking.

“So what does that mean?” Your body immediately lights up when his hands slide beneath your t-shirt, getting to your bare skin as quickly as possible.

“It means we have one hour, Cosmo.” Big hands grab your breasts and squeeze, your eyes threatening to roll back already. “And I want to use every minute of it with you.” Jin's lips cover yours just as you start to moan when he tweaks your nipples.

“I guess I should feel lucky right? Since I haven’t heard from you all week.” You manage to get the words out between kisses.

“You know Songho is home this week, aegiya. We have to be good.” He grabs the hem of your shirt and pulls it off of you before reattaching his lips to yours, tongue delving into your mouth.

You’d become used to his Korean term of endearment for you. It was much better than Cosmo, but you’d gotten used to that one as well. Jin and Songho both calling you Cosmo was adorable to say the least.

“I know…I just-“ You’re trying to speak, but Jin has his lips on your neck, his tongue becoming very distracting for you to continue.

“I missed you too.” He says, making you freeze for a moment. ‘Missing you’ seemed like the opposite of what friends with benefits would say to each other. You don’t want to overthink what those feelings could hold, so instead you laced your fingers into his soft, unstyled hair and pulled him closer.

Jin presses his hips into yours, the hard line of his cock rubbing into your stomach and making you whimper. His lips come back to yours at the sound, rushed sloppy kisses driving you insane.

“Bedroom?” You ask, hands leaving his hair and grabbing the hem of his shirt to pull it off swiftly. He shakes out his hair and smiles at you sweetly just before he unbuttons his jeans and pushes them and his boxers to the floor.

You’re used to seeing each other naked now, so when you don’t flinch at the sight of him naked, Jin is slightly disappointed. He looks at you with a pout on his lips.

“Why aren’t you excited to see it?” He whines and it makes you laugh. “Have you grown bored with me already? I’m not sure I could take the rejection, Cosmo.” He pretends to be hurt, slapping his hand over his heart as if your words had truly wounded him.

“You’re ridiculous. It’s not that I’m not excited to see your dick, Jin, I’m just…familiar with it now.” You aren’t sure how else to explain it. You love his dick, especially when it’s inside you.

“Well can’t you at least pretend it still excites you? Look how excited it is to see you.” He points his crotch towards you, cock still standing tall even with all this banter happening.

“Very excited.” You practically purr the words, biting into your bottom lip as you reach one of your hands towards him, wrapping it around his cock and stroking it gently. “Would it be more excited if it was in my mouth?”

“Mm. Want to do that for me?” His head rolls back when you swipe your thumb over the head, spreading the precum down his shaft as you continue to stroke him.

You don’t answer him, deciding to just drop to your knees in front of him in the entryway of your apartment. Jin groans when he brings his head up and his eyes land on you.

“Your mouth is my second favorite place to have my cock.” He groans when you run your tongue along his length

“And the first?” You say, just before your lips wrap around the head, sucking lightly.

“You love when I talk dirty to you, don’t you aegiya?” Jin moves a hand down to your cheek, feeling the tip of his cock poke at it when you take him further into your mouth. You hum around him in agreement, wanting him to say more. “My favorite place is as deep in your perfect pussy as I can possibly get.”

You put your hands on the back of both of his thighs, nails scratching at the skin, beckoning him deeper into your mouth. Jin hisses through his teeth when his hips push his cock into your throat.

“Oh baby, that’s so so good. Look up at me please.” His fingers lightly grip your chin and angle your face up. When your eyes meet his, Jin bites into his plush bottom lip, hips twitching involuntarily.

You start to pick up the pace of bobbing your head, adding harder sucks and sloppier licks. The sounds filling the room are wet and crude but also music to your ears when Jin starts to moan and grunt each time his cock strokes along your tongue and bumps at the back of your throat. You know he’s getting close, his face starts to flush and his thighs quake when he’s getting close, and both of those things are starting to happen.

“Fuck…___, stop. Stop, aegiya.” Jin's hands cup your face to hold your head still, you look up at him confused and pull your mouth off of him with a lewd pop.

“What’s wrong?” You ask, afraid maybe you were doing something he didn’t like.

“Nothing’s wrong.” He smiles at you sweetly and pulls you to your feet, lips finding yours immediately. His long fingers find your hair and your arms instinctively wrap around his waist. “We have 20 minutes…and I want to cum inside you.”

“Your favorite place?” You tease, taking one of his hands and pushing it down between your legs. You know he can feel how wet you are through the thin fabric of your sleep shorts. He hums in approval at what he feels, using his hand to pull your shorts and underwear down in one go.

Jin grabs your hand and gives you a wink over his shoulder as he leads you into your living room. He sits his naked form down onto your couch then pulls you down to straddle his lap. You watch in awe as he reaches between your bodies and starts stroking his cock, his head falling against the back of the couch while he looks at you and pulls his plush bottom lip between his teeth. Why is it so hot to watch him touch himself?

“Ride me?” His hands knead at the soft flesh on your hips, guiding you to where he wants you. You plant your hands on the back of the couch around his head, leaning down to kiss him while positioning yourself for him to get inside you.

Normally you would tease him more. Maybe even make him beg. But you know your time is limited and you would be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t want him right this second. So you willingly sink down onto him, both of you moaning at how perfect it feels.

You start to slowly grind your hips down, rolling them in patterns while keeping Jin’s cock buried inside you and for as deep as it can get. You watch his face as it contorts into pleasure, almost like he’s trying to collect his thoughts or hold back how badly he wants to take control. The thought that you’re making him feel that way makes it feel that much better for you.

“Let me fuck you.” Jin's grip on your hips tightens and he starts to lean forward so he can sit up. But you grab onto his shoulders and shove him back against the couch with a thud.

“No, I like this.” You run your hands through your hair and continue the slow ministrations of your hips. Jin releases a long breath and tries to gain composure.

“There isn’t time for you to work me up so slowly, baby.” Jin watches between your legs and wonders if there’s ever been anything hotter than the sight of your pussy stretched around his cock. He slides one of his hands down your hip then to your clit and works slow circles on it.

“Shit.” You feel that knot in your stomach start to tighten at the added stimulation. You bring your eyes down to Jin's face, a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead and a mix of slight irritation and pleasure on his face. “Mm I think I could cum just like this.” You bring your hands down to your breasts and start kneading your own flesh, groaning and throwing your head back with a smile.

“____…baby…please. Let’s not do this now.” He sits up again and this time you don’t stop him, his mouth coming to one of your nipples for a few quick licks before he’s moving to your neck.

Jin grabs the globes of your ass roughly, making you gasp and clench at the feeling. You love when he’s just a little rough, It is so out of his nature unless it is behind closed doors.

He lifts you up and then lets you slide back down his length, his mouth finding yours to press sloppy kisses against.

“Is that what you want? For me to bounce on your cock?” Your words were swallowed by his lips, but you felt him twitch inside you before he groaned deep in his chest.

“Please, aegiya. Be good for me.” Jin’s tongue slides into your mouth and you decide to appease him. You use his shoulders for leverage and set a quick pace in hopes to make yourself and the beautiful man beneath you come undone.

“I think I’m gonna cum now, fuck you’re so deep.” You slow just a little when you feel Jin start to buck his hips up off the couch each time you come down.

Jin looks over at the clock you have hanging on the wall in the living room, his face scrunching up almost painfully. He knows there isn’t much time, he needs to go get his son. So the next time you come down on him, he grabs your hips again, quickly maneuvering you and pressing your back against the couch. His hips are snapping into yours with such force that you’re sure there will be bruises for you to remember him and this moment for days to come.

His hands are sliding up the backs of your thighs until he reaches the backs of your knees, gripping and pushing them forward until your knees are almost pinned next to your ears.

That unrelenting pace he’s set is making you a crazy person. You can’t stop the desperate moans and screams that escape your mouth. It feels so good, so good that tears start to form at the corners of your eyes while your hands fumble around to his broad back, scratching pink trails from his shoulders to the dimples at the small of his back.

“You’re going to cum, aren’t you baby? You’re squeezing me so tight. Cream all over my cock, I want it so bad.” Jin lets go of your knees, falling forward and bracing himself on his arms above you. His lips seek out yours and swallow up all of your sounds.

This is the first time you’ve been in this position. The both of you normally find it to be too intimate for friends with benefits. But it might be your new favorite now that it’s happened. His chest pressed to yours and his sweet kisses smothering your lips and skin. It’s nothing short of divine.

And it’s that bit of sweetness that sends you over the edge this time. Your lips part from his as your head falls back, but Jin grabs your chin and brings your face back to his.

“I want to see you fall apart like this, aegiya. You’re so…” Jin stops himself, realizing he was about to say something that might not be appropriate for your arrangement. You may have dwelled on it more, if you weren’t already, in the middle of your earth-shaking orgasm.

You melt into the couch cushions as soon as you feel him finish as well, hot spurts filling you up and dripping all over your thighs. You start to wrap your arms around his torso, but he’s already moving and slipping his softening cock out of your body. No cuddling this time it seems.

“I have to go. I don’t want Songho to be waiting for me.” He pats the side of your thigh awkwardly and stands up, his chest heaving with quick breaths.

You hate that you’re feeling something over this. You shouldn’t feel upset that he’s leaving so abruptly. But he has his priorities, and you know you aren’t one of them. So you ignore that little ping in your chest and watch him gather up his clothes and put them on in a rush.

“Of course. I’ll just…see you later then?” You grab the blanket hanging on the back of the couch and quickly cover yourself with it, suddenly feeling strange.

“Yeah, I’ll text you, Cosmo.” Jin runs his hands through his hair a few times, gives you a quick closed lip smile and walks out your door without saying anything else.

It takes a few minutes of sitting there and just staring at your TV (that you never even turned on) for you to snap out of your trance. This isn’t a relationship. This is an arrangement that’s supposed to benefit you both. And in most ways it did, except when it came to you and your inability to not catch feelings.

You like him. You liked all the times you fell asleep with his face buried in your neck and the way his scent stayed on your sheets for a few days. You liked when he got excited about some new documentary on Netflix and the way his voice would crack when he tried to tell you about it. You liked the way he always got up to get you something to drink or grab you a snack from the kitchen. You liked that ridiculous window wiper laugh of his when he found himself to be hilarious.

There’s probably something to be said about you as a person for feeling all of that. You just know that for now, you’ll take whatever parts of himself he’s willing to give you, and that will just have to be enough for you.

You decide to stop moping and feeling sorry for yourself, standing up on wobbly legs and making your way into your bathroom to take a much needed shower.

It feels like one of those showers where you pull out all the stops. You wash your body with a rose-scented body wash three or four times, just to get Jin's smell off of your skin, you don't want to think about him the rest of the night. You take the time to do a hair mask and shave your legs before you finally convince yourself to get out.

You got dressed in your comfy gray leggings and an oversized sweatshirt that swallows up your frame. Something about being in clothes that were just far too big for you that made you feel content.

Digging through your junk drawer in the kitchen, you found a lighter and started lighting every candle that you had sitting around the apartment. Candles just fixed everything for some reason, and you weren’t going to try fighting that logic right now.

The next thing you needed to do was make yourself something to eat for dinner. Your worried mind could be completely reset by some good food and a crime documentary or two.

After too much contemplation, you decided to make some Parmesan chicken, it was easy enough. Didn’t require too many ingredients and it was definitely one of your choice comfort foods.

Once it was in the oven, the smell of tomatoes and oregano filling your apartment, you grabbed a bottle of white wine from the cabinet and poured yourself a pretty hefty glass. You deserved a huge glass of wine, maybe even two of them.

You had quite literally just sat down on your couch to get comfortable while the food cooked when there was yet another frantic knock on your door. You close your eyes for a second and take a deep breath, slightly annoyed that you were being interrupted in the middle of your healing session.

Pulling the door open, you see Kim Seokjin, dressed in a chef's coat paired with blue jeans that fit him like a dream. But what really caught your attention was the desperate look on his face, and the smiling little boy in his arms.

“Hi Cosmo!” Songho says, giggling sweetly after.

“Hi there sweet boy.” You smile at him for a moment before your attention goes back to his father.

“I know you’re not…please with me” Jin starts to say, adjusting Songho in his arms a little. “But I could really use a favor.”

“What sort of favor?” You sigh, leaning against your door frame.

“Could Songho stay with you for a while? I’ve got an emergency with work and have no one who I can get to watch him right away.” Jin’s eyes are practically begging you for mercy. If you didn’t adore his son, you might make him get on his knees and beg for forgiveness. But you’ll let it all slide for the sake of Songho.

“Of course he can stay with me. Would you like that?” You look at the little boy in his arms who claps his hands happily.

“Yes please! I want to play with Cosmo, appa.” Songho touches Jin's cheeks affectionately.

“Okay, buddy. But you need to be on your best behavior. No giving Cosmo here any hard time, alright?” Jin steps into your apartment once you’ve moved to the side, sitting Songho down on his feet.

“I’ll be good, daddy. I promise.” Songho makes a cross cross motion over his heart and Jin smiles before pressing a kiss to the top of his son's head. He looks back to you after.

“I really owe you one, Cosmo.” Jin pushes his hand through his hair. “I’ll make it up to you. I’ll be completely at your mercy.”

“We can start with some graveling when you get home.” You both laugh a little, looking away shyly. “Where do you work that there’s an emergency on the weekend?”

“Ah, it’s been two months and we haven’t even talked about this have we?” Jin laughs again. “I own a catering company. Normally on the weekends, they handle things without me there but some things came up.”

“You own the catering company?” You suddenly felt so ridiculous for not knowing even the simplest things about this man.

“I do.” He looks at the time on his phone. “Here’s my apartment key, Songho should go to bed around 8:30 so just bring him over to my apartment around then. He can brush his teeth and show you where his pajamas are.” Jin rushes out the instructions but you get the jist of it.

“It’s not a problem for me to watch him, don’t worry about anything, okay? We’ll see you when you get home.” You push him towards your door but Jin takes one last look over his shoulder at his son.

“I trust you. I’m trusting you so much here, Cosmo. Thank you.” Jin moves like he wants to hug you, but stops himself.

“Go. We are going to be fine.” You try to reassure him.

“I’ll be back as soon as I can. Thanks again, Cosmo.” Jin reaches out and squeezes your hand once before he finally makes his way out into the hallway and you shut your door behind him.

“Hey Cosmo?” Songho says from behind you as you lock the door.

“Yes?” You take a few steps towards him and get down on your knees in front of him to be at his level.

“I’m a little hungry.” Songho rubs his tummy and pouts his lip at you. He looks so much like Jin, but especially right now.

“Well lucky for you, I was just making dinner. Do you like Parmesan chicken?” You stand back up and take one of his little hands to lead him to your kitchen.

“I don’t think that I’ve had that kind of chicken.” He sounds curious.

“Let’s try it then, I bet you’ll like it.” You bend to pick him and sit him on your countertop so that he stays safely away from the oven while you take the food out.

After you’ve taken it out, you put some on a plate and cut it up into smaller pieces for Songho to eat, and then put the rest on a plate for you. You bring the plates over to where he’s sitting on the counter and hand him a fork for him to eat it with.

“Oh it’s so good!” Songho squeals a little as he chews his first bite. “Daddy would like this too.”

“Should we save some for daddy to have later?” You take a bite as well, feeling a little proud of how well it turned out. Songho nods his head in agreement while his mouth is full of another bite. “We can definitely do that.” You ruffle his hair to make him laugh while the two of you finish your dinner.

The next few hours are spent playing with some toys that Songho brought with him as well as showing him your beta fish named Hercules. He asked so many questions about the fish and was so content just watching it swim around the bowl. You almost hated to make Songho leave to head to bed.

You hold his hand and walk him across the hallway, unlocking the door to Jin's apartment and leading him inside. Just as you shut the door, Songho yawns and tries to hide it.

“I swear I’m not tired, Cosmo.” He uses his little fists to rub his eyes.

“Daddy said you need to get to sleep soon. But maybe we could watch TV for just a little while after you change and brush your teeth?” You take his hand and he smiles widely.

“You’re the best babysitter ever, Cosmo!” He skips excitedly and swings your hand in his as the two of you walk further into the apartment. Songho leads you to his room to find his pajamas. Your heart is ten times its normal size.

You help the little prince pick out the perfect pair of pajamas, as well as let him introduce you to some of his stuffed animals before making your way to the bathroom to help him brush his teeth. He’s very proficient for a four year old, something you’re sure his father has made sure he does well.

Once he’s finished, Songho turns around on his little step stool and makes little grabby hands towards you, wanting you to pick him up, and of course you do. And maybe you shouldn’t love the way he wraps his little arms around your neck and hugs you tightly as you carry him back to the living room. But you absolutely adore it.

“We can watch whatever you like for a few minutes.” You sit him on the couch and search for the TV remote.

“Super Wings please!” Songho excitedly kicks his little feet and points to the DVD shelf.

You find the movie he wants, noticing that it must be all in Korean. Jin must try to slip in as much of that as he can so that Songho knows those parts of him. You put the movie on and head back over to the couch to sit next to the sweet boy.

As soon as you’re sitting, Songho crawls over into your lap, one of his hands reaching back to play with the strands of your hair that are laying on your shoulder. Neither of you say anything, just sit together and watch the movie until you notice that Songho’s head is tipping forward and he’s falling asleep.

“Songho? Should I take you to bed?” You turn him to look at you and brush the dark hair off of his forehead.

“Can I just lay here with you until appa gets home?” He asks sleepily. You look at the time on your phone, knowing that it’s already past his bedtime but still being unable to tell him no.

“Okay. Let’s lay down together then, yeah? Get comfy in the blankets?” You grab the soft pink blanket from the other end of the couch and lay down on your side. Songho smiles and cuddles in next to you, his head finding a comfy spot on your arm as you wrap the blanket around the both of you.

“Goodnight, Cosmo. I’m happy that you're my friend.” His hand gently pats your cheek and he quickly falls asleep, the gentle sound of his breathing giving him away.

This was bad. Not only were you stupid enough to develop feelings for this boy’s father, who was supposed to be nothing more than a friend you occasionally had sex with, but you CARED about this little boy. He could ask you for a million dollars and you would figure out how to get it for him. You know that if he was ever sad you would go to any length to make him smile again.

Your eyes start to feel heavy, and you decide not to fight them. If you went to sleep then you wouldn’t have to think about this anymore. For now. So you pulled the blanket a little tighter and let sleep take its course.

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“Cosmo? Wake up, baby.” Jin's voice started to bring you out of your comfortable sleep.

“Hmm? You’re back?” You pry your eyes open, trying not to jostle the sleeping prince who was curled against you.

“Here, I’ll carry him to bed.” Jin pushes some hair out of your face, you look up and notice how he has a tired smile on his face. You nod, unwrapping Songho’s arm from around your neck as Jin scoops him up into his arms. “I’ll be right back. We should…we should talk.” You nod again and he walks down the hall to Songho’s room.

You stand up from the couch, stretching your arms over your head to relieve your stiff muscles. Just as you’re about to lower your arms, you feel another pair of arms wrap around your waist tightly. You gasp in surprise and Jin rests his chin on your shoulder.

“Who else would it have been, Cosmo?” He laughs quietly, arms tightening when you try to move away.

“That’s not the point. I wasn’t expecting you to…touch me.” You relax in his hold, sighing deeply. You were such a sucker.

“Songho is asleep for the night. And it’s just a hug…to say thank you. You have no idea how much I appreciate you watching him so last minute. Was he okay?” He presses a kiss to your shoulder.

“He was perfect. Really.” You turn around in his arms to face him, finally getting a good look at his face.

He looks tired. No, he is exhausted. His hair is messed and sticking up in places. His eyes are hooded and are barely open. His chef’s jacket isdirty and unbuttoned, the white T-shirt underneath not faring much better in cleanliness.

“I know, I look rough. This event was almost a complete disaster. I would have been so fucked if we wouldn’t have turned it back around.” Jin sighs, leaning down and pressing his forehead against yours.

“Did you eat?” You ask, quickly becoming concerned with his state.

“I’m fine, Cosmo. I’ll have breakfast with Songho in the morning.” He presses a quick kiss to your forehead.

“Don’t be ridiculous. Songho saved you some dinner. Come on, sit down.” You drag him over to one of the tall island stools and sit him down on it.

“Are you at least going to let me pay you for watching him?” Jin looks at you curiously while you retrieve the food from the fridge to warm it up.

“That’s really not necessary. I wasn’t doing anything tonight anyways.” You brush off his offer. There was no way you could accept money from him without feeling super strange about it.

“You’re making me feel awful, Cosmo.” Jin leans his elbow on the kitchen island and rests his face on his hands as he continues to watch you.

“Don’t. Really, it’s okay.” You grab a fork and knife from his kitchen drawer and sit the plate of food in front of him. “And please… don’t feel like you can’t ask me to do it again. I’d be happy to. Any time.”

Jin just stares at you for a moment. You can see the wheels and gears turning in his mind and then he smiles.

“Thank you.” He says quietly, looking down at the plate of food. “This smells really good.”

“I’m honestly a little embarrassed now that I know you own a catering company. My cooking probably isn’t going to measure up.” Your cheeks flush pink as you walk around to sit on the other stool next to him.

“Cooking doesn’t have to be fancy for it to taste good. Plus, no one ever cooks for me, so this is just… nice.” He laughs a little, then picks up the silverware to start eating. You watch him and wait for his verdict.

“Is it okay?” You bite into your bottom lip as he swallows the bite. Not only because you want to hear what he thinks, but because the way his Adam’s apple bobs in his throat is extremely distracting.

“Perfect.” Jin hums in approval, taking another few bites.

“Thirsty?” You ask, moving to get up and grab him something from the fridge. “Beer maybe?”

“Please.” He tries to say around his mouth full of food. You smile at how quickly he’s eating it. Not sure if it’s because he really likes it or because he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings.

You grab one of the beers from the fridge, popping the cap off and walking back over to hand it to Jin. Once he’s taken it from your hand and starts taking a few drinks, you start to move back to the stool on the other side. But Jin stops you with a hand on your hip, leading you back around to stand in front of him. You feel frozen, not expecting him to do anything like this.

“Why are you taking care of me?” He questions, his other hand coming up to your other hip and pulling you to stand between his open legs.

“Is it any different from when you get me drinks and snacks when we hang out?” You feel breathless, standing this close together in the dim lit kitchen.

“I’d feel bad making you get your own snacks when I’ve just fucked you for an hour.” Jin smiles and you roll your eyes, trying to step away from him but he tightens his hold on your hips. You sigh a little dramatically.

“Maybe I just know that you worked all night. And that you’re tired. And that it’s okay for someone to take care of you too.” It was too late to stop yourself from saying it. You put your hands on his shoulders and watch his face carefully.

“What do you do, Cosmo? For a living I mean. Two months of knowing you, but I don’t know simple things like that.” His cheeks heat a little and so do yours. You weren’t sure he was ever going to ask.

“Oh um, marketing. For a few of the local radio stations here in the city. I mostly work from home,no fancy office, that isn’t what I wanted.” You shrug your shoulders.

“Should have known you’d do something so cool.” Jin gently tickles your sides and you try to push his hands off.

“It isn’t as cool as owning a catering company. Mr. Boss Man.” Were the two of you really just flirting so casually right now?

You smile at each other for another moment before you look him over, seeing his dirty chef’s jacket still on him, unbuttoned and revealing that thin white shirt underneath. His chest was so broad, you loved kissing it when you were together in bed.

“What is it?” Jin yawns, thumbs rubbing gentle circles on your sides.

“You should take a shower, get out of these clothes.” Your fingers slip under the shoulder of his chef’s coat, gripping it lightly and sliding it off his shoulders.

“Trying to say that I smell, Cosmo?” He jokes, but let’s you remove the chef’s coat with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Yes.” You tease and Jin doesn’t hesitate to land a playful smack on one of your ass cheeks. You squeak in surprise. “Would you want me to join you?” You look down at your feet, a little embarrassed to have asked.

“I want you to… but Songho is here. And I’m just so tired. Don’t think I’d be much use to you.” Jin leans forward, resting his forehead against your chest.

“We don’t have to do anything. I’ll just help you wash up. Get you to bed.” You put your fingers in his hair, rubbing your fingers into his scalp.

“Mm, sounds so nice.” He’s practically slurring his words and drooling on your shirt.

“Come on, let’s go.” You move away and his head flops forward, almost making him fall off the stool. He whines as he stands up, and continues to do so the entire time you’re leading him down the hallway to his bathroom.

Jin leans against the vanity with his eyes closed while you turn on the water in the shower, letting it warm up. After that’s taken care of, you turn back to him, your hands reach for the hem of his shirt.

“Arms up, sleepy head.” You whisper hoping not to startle him from his sleepy state. He hears you, groaning before he lifts his arms and lets you slip off his shirt.

Tossing his shirt into the hamper, you can’t help yourself from leaning forward and pressing a kiss to the middle of his chest. He hums at the feeling of your lips on his skin.

You don’t let your lips linger too long, moving to the next task of getting him out of his pants. You undo the button and zipper of his jeans, working them down off of his hips and helping him step out of the leg holes. Standing back up, you pause with your fingers on the waistband of his underwear.

“Jin? Is it okay to take these off?” You press your hand to his warm cheek and angle his face towards you, he slowly opens his eyes to look at you.

“When have I ever not wanted you to get me naked, Cosmo?” He smiles lazily, putting his hands over yours and helping you remove the underwear from his body.

You love his body. Not just the hard muscles and broad shoulders. You love his soft tummy and the wideness of his hips. You love his long torso and the milk and honey color of his skin.

“You’re staring.” Jin quips, breaking you from your thirsty thoughts and getting you back to the task at hand.

“Am not.” You clear your throat and look away from him. “You should get in.”

“You won’t leave me, will you?” He steps around you, opening the glass door for the shower, steam filling the small room.

“No, you’re acting far too helpless for me to leave you in there alone.” You gently push him into the shower and he laughs quietly.

“You’re quite witty, aren’t you Cosmo?” He steps in and closes the door and you choose not to comment on that.

You quickly undress, folding your clothes up and sitting them on the vanity. Before you join Jin in the shower, you glance at yourself in the mirror. You almost want to slap the woman you see there. She’s doing everything she’s not supposed to. Doing girlfriend things when she’s not the girlfriend. What an idiot.

“Cosmo?” Jin’s voice makes you jump and you quickly look away from the mirror. You don’t want to see her right now while you’re making yet another stupid decision.

“I’m here.” You open the shower door and step inside, immediately being engulfed in more steam and a pair of muscular arms. Jin buries his face in your neck, and you stumble back in surprise.

“I really thought you were just going to leave once I got in here.” He breathes into your neck, arms tightening around you.

“Would you have been upset?” You wrap your arms around his waist, rubbing your hands up and down his wet back soothingly.

“Mmhm.” He hums his response, holding you tighter and slowly moving your bodies back under the stream of water.

You pull back from him a little, and motion with your finger for him to turn around and face the other way. But before he does, Jin brushes his wet lips over yours once. It was just enough to make your blood start heating in your veins and a blush to appear on your cheeks.

He turns around with a sleepy smile on his face and you take a minute to map out all the beauty marks on his back. The dimples at the bottom of his spine are the cutest things you’ve ever seen. You love kissing them especially in the mornings, when the sheets and blankets were a mess around his waist.

The only part of him that may rival his lower back in cuteness was his ass. Men didn’t deserve perfect asses but Kim Seokjin had a perfect one, and you weren’t going to complain in this instance.

You finally decide to stop ogling at him and grab his bottle of shampoo from the shelf. Jin didn’t buy “manly” scented shampoo or soap, he liked sweet smells better. This particular shampoo was peach scented and you adored the way it smelled on him.

Squeezing a decent amount into the palm of your hand, you use the other hand to gently bring his head back. He groans a little, but quiets down once you start rubbing the shampoo into his hair and massaging his scalp. Jin makes small noises after that, his fingers reaching back to gently rub your hips. You’re trying so hard not to get turned on and he’s practically making it impossible.

Turning him around to face you once the shampoo has been thoroughly worked through, he lets his head fall back into the water flow to rinse it away. He looks so beautiful with his wet hair all pushed back and his forehead exposed. It’s all something you never thought you would find attractive until you started sleeping with Jin.

Once it’s all rinsed out, he lifts his head back up and slowly opens his eyes to look down at you. You don’t know what to say. You’re afraid that if you try, that words won’t come out fromthe way that he’s looking at you-- it’s making your heart feel like it’s going to escape your chest. Burning hot sensations pool in your stomach and spread through your veins, it was overwhelming.

Jin doesn’t say anything either, he just completely catches you off guard by leaning down to kiss you. Your whole body shudders when he does, desperately wanting to deepen it.

“You’ve been so good, aegiya. Made me feel so good.” Another brush of his lips over yours. No tongue. No teeth. Just soft lips. It was absolutely maddening. “If you promise to be quiet, I want to make you feel good too.”

“Aren’t you tired? Maybe you should get some sleep.” You were terrified that he felt obligated to make you feel good. Jin stepped up closer to you, his chest touching yours and another sweet kiss to your lips.

“You don’t want me to make you feel good?” Jin moves one hand up and brushes his fingers over one of your breasts, over your chest and finally to rest at the side of your neck.

“We would be breaking the rules.” Your lips tremble when he kisses you again. It’s taking every fiber of restraint that you have not to throw yourself at him.

“I’m willing to take the chance that Songho will stay asleep while I get my mouth between your thighs.” He places another kiss against your lips while his fingers brush over your clit, making you gasp in surprise at the feeling. Jin takes that opportunity to finally slip his tongue into your mouth.

You can’t help but moan at the feeling of his tongue exploring your mouth. The way his hands are so gentle and know just where to touch. The way your body feels like it can’t get close enough to his. The way he sighs between kisses.

There are so many thoughts swimming around in your mind but the only one that seems to hold any weight is how badly you want him more and more. If there was a way to make yourself stop…to stop feeling anything at all you would do it. But with his mouth on yours and his hands drawing patterns against your skin, is making that nearly impossible.

Warm water continues to cascade down over the two of you, slipping between your lips and your bodies. Jin moves his hands and links his fingers with yours, raising them above your head and pressing you into the cold tile wall of the shower. The shiver that makes its way through your entire body is almost a tremble. You don’t know if it’s from the cold tile or from the way Jin’s grip tightens on your wrists each time your hips try to get friction from his.

“I want to fuck you so bad.” He whispers into your mouth, nipping at your bottom lip and then kissing away the sting from it. “But I know for a fact, I’ll never be able to keep you quiet if I get my cock inside you.”

You felt like you might genuinely burst into flames at the silky sound of his voice. You knew now that the reason he was holding onto your wrists was because he didn’t want you to get your hands around his cock. Things would escalate to a level that neither of you could bring back down if it got to that point. But the feeling of him hard and hot against your lower stomach was absolutely maddening.

“I want it so bad.” The sound of your voice is so desperate.

“I know you do, aegiya.” Jin moves his lips to your ear, hot breath causing your already pounding heart to pick up speed. “I’m going to get on my knees and lick an orgasm out of you, I promise.” He brought your earlobe between his teeth and kissed down your neck. If this was how you died, you would be perfectly fine with it.

It felt like there was a heavy haze in your mind, like maybe this was a dream and is not actually happening. But when you feel Jin’s lips trail down your collarbone, then between your breasts, over your hip… you know that feeling that shoots directly to your core isn’t something you could dream up.

Once you feel Jin’s hands leave your wrists and slide slowly down your body as he sinks down on his knees in front of you, you manage to open your eyes and watch him. The warm water from the shower head rained down against his back and over his broad shoulders. You almost wish you could take a picture of the way he looks right now.

Your fingers lace into the wet strands of his hair, and Jin presses warm open mouthed kisses across your stomach, teeth grazing over your hip bones in the most delectable way. His eyes meet yours when his mouth finds the apex of your thighs.

“We don’t have to.” Your voice is rough and not much more than a whisper.

“I want to. I’d taste you every day if I could.” Plump lips close around clit unexpectedly and you have to throw your hand over your mouth to stop yourself from being too loud.

“That was so mean, Jin.” Your head falls back against the tile when he lifts one of your legs and rests it on his shoulder.

“Sorry, baby. Was tired of talking.” He dives back in, tongue flattening against your clit and gives it long, slow licks.

He continues the assault with his tongue, delving inside you and keeping all of your arousal to himself. But once his fingers join in, petting at your walls and finding your g-spot with ease, you start to feel like staying quiet will be impossible.

“I…I really…oh fuck…please please please.” You grab onto your own breasts, rolling the flesh in your hands.

“Fuck, aegiya. Come here.” Jin grabs onto your other leg that was still keeping you grounded and throws it over his other shoulder. Your eyes shoot open, thinking you’re about to slip and fall in the shower. But with the way he has you angled with your back pressed to the wall, you don’t move.

Jin is able to completely bury his face in your pussy now, his tongue so deep you start to see stars behind your eyelids. And it doesn’t take much in this position to have you coming undone. Your hand flies back to your mouth in an attempt to muffle the moans and little noises you start to make. Jin had been looking up at you, watching you cum and groaning lowly when he tasted you on his tongue.

“Good girl.” Jin stands up quickly after your feet are safely back on the floor, moving your hand from your mouth and kissing you deeply. “Can you be quiet for me again?” His thumb traces over your jaw as you look up at him.

“What do you mean?” You can barely form a coherent sentence as you try to focus on his face.

“I know I don’t deserve it, but I want you so much… be inside you.” Jin presses his cock against your thigh, so hard and hot against you.

“You’re giving me a whiplash, Jin.” You try to focus on the conversation and not how badly you know you want him too.

“I know. Fuck, I know I just… have no idea what I’m doing. This was supposed to be easy.” His arms wrap around your waist and drops of water pebble on his lips.

“Why isn’t it?” You want him to say he has feelings for you too.

“Because… I didn’t think I would want you all the time.” He presses a soft kiss to your lips… then another.

That’s not what you want to hear. But it was just the sex he was thinking about. Stupid, stupid.

“You have to know what you want from this.” The water from the shower was starting to get cold so you reached around him to turn it off, the bathroom suddenly feeling so so quiet.

“Stay with me.” He suddenly says, throwing you off guard.

“What will that mean?” Your voice is hushed but you know he hears you.

“I don’t know, aegiya.” His hands leave your waist to cup your face.

“Well I need to know, Jin.” You slip out of his hold, opening the shower door to step out. You’ve had enough confusion for one night.

“Would you stop, please?” Jin’s hand wraps around your wrist and stops you from getting further away from him.

“I’m not in the mood anymore.” You take your wrist out of his hand and he lets you go with a loud sigh.

“Come on, Cosmo. Getting upset with each other was not part of this.” Jin turns off the water and follows you out of the shower.

“I’m a human being, Jin. No matter what ‘rules’ we put in place for this arrangement, I still have feelings, and you’re fucking with them.” You take two towels out of the closet, chucking one directly into his face. He pulls the towel down and glares at you.

“That was uncalled for.” He wraps the towel around his waist and crosses his arms in front of him.

“You don't get to pout right now, Jin. I’m throwing this fit.” You tuck the towel under your arms and start walking into Jin’s bedroom, listening to him giggle as he follows you.

“Is that what you’re doing? Throwing a fit?” Jin stands in the doorway, leaning against it as he watches you fumble around with your clothes. “I usually have to put Songho in time out when he throws a fit.”

“I do not find you the slightest bit amusing right now.” You wished you could smack that look right off of his ridiculously handsome face.

“Stay, Cosmo.” He says again.

“I’m not having sex with you. I’m going home.” You start to slip a leg through your underwear to put them on, but Jin grabs them from your hands. “What the hell are you doing?” You try to grab them back.

“We don’t have to have sex. I just don't think you should leave.”

“That doesn’t sound like something that friends with benefits would do.” You grab your underwear back out of his hand. He sighs, rubbing his hands over his face a few times.

“I don’t think there’s any set rules on how we do this. So I’m asking you one last time to please stay here with me tonight, and we can figure it out tomorrow.” Jin moves some hair behind your ear, and you feel yourself start to cave. Ridiculous. Stupid. So, so stupid.

“What if Songho finds out I stayed?” You toss your clothes towards the chair in the corner of the room.

“He won’t. We can make sure you get home before he wakes up for breakfast.” Jin undoes the knot you tied at the front of your towel, and you let it drop to the floor. He does the same with his own towel, leaving you both naked again.

“Just sleeping?” You confirm, trying not to stare at his crotch.

“Mm, yes. I’m so tired, Cosmo. Come here.” He takes your hand and crawls up onto his bed, dragging you with him.

Jin gets the two of you under the blankets, wrapping his long body around yours. He runs his hand through your hair to help get it off your neck for you, then presses a few kisses to the newly exposed skin.

“I’m sorry again, about earlier today. I won’t do something like that again.” His hand finds your breast, but doesn’t grab or pinch. He does this sometimes, some weird comfort thing for him to have your boob in his hand.

“Good. Because I don’t want to feel like that again.” You close your eyes, now only realizing just how tired you were too. Jin buries his face into your neck, and almost immediately starts the even, gentle sounds of his breathing when he’s fallen asleep.

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The sun is just barely starting to come up when your eyes peel open the next morning. Jin is still wrapped around you, his body heat making it too uncomfortable to keep laying here like this. You gently push his leg out from between yours, and then start the more complicated task of getting his arms off of you without waking him.

“Where are you going?” He grumbles into your neck. No one’s morning voice should have that effect on you, but his truly does.

“Home. Before Songho is awake.” You try to move again, but he only tightens his grip. He presses closer up against your back, his extremely hard cock pressing into your ass.

“Dreamt about you… how pretty you are when you cum on my cock.” Wet kisses start travelling along your jaw and you immediately melt into him. So much for resisting. “I wonder if you’re as wet now as you were in my dream…” His fingers ghost down your side, over your ass, until they find their destination between your legs.

He slips his fingers inside torturously slow, your tired body immediately lighting up at the intrusion. You move your legs apart so that he can go deeper, a hum of approval leaving his mouth as he kisses at the back of your neck.

“What else happened in your dream?” You managed to croak out.

“I took you just like this...laying on our sides...this leg wrapped back over my hip.” Jin takes his fingers from your pussy and uses that hand to position your leg the way he wanted it.

He doesn’t finish telling you about his dream, instead decides to show you. Jin easily slips inside you, you were completely soaked for him in no time at all. His pace is so slow and lazy, but so deep. He groans his pleasure in your ear, whispers your name and tells you how perfect you feel.

It doesn’t take long for the languid strokes of his cock and the tight clenching of your pussy to have the both of you coming undone under the early morning sun that was getting brighter and brighter outside. You turned in arms after he pulled out of you, immediately finding his lips on yours.

“Let’s get cleaned up. Songho doesn’t know how to knock before he comes into my room.” He rolls his eyes sarcastically with a smile on his face. You nod, and the two of you get cleaned up and dressed.

Jin kisses you again against the back of his closed bedroom door before you're able to open it. You laugh against his lips and he smiles at how sweet that sound is.

“You’re insatiable.” You peck his lips once more and teasingly push him away.

“Only for you, Cosmo.” He playfully swats your ass when you turn around to open the door, both of you giggling when you pull his bedroom door open, only to reveal Songho standing on the other side, a sweet smile on his face.

“Cosmo! Did you and Appa have a sleepover?” He asks excitedly. You feel frozen for a moment, eyes open as wide as they could get.

“Good morning, buddy.” Jin steps around you, worry evident in his voice. “You’re awake a bit early.”

“I had to use the bathroom, daddy. Sorry.” Songho looks a little sad as Jin picks him up and holds him.

“Don’t be sad. It’s okay. Cosmo just came over this morning to drop off something you left at her house yesterday.” Jin looks at you in the eyes and you suddenly snap out of the haze of being caught.

“And you put it in your room?” Songho asked. He’s too observant for his own good.

“Sure. We can play with it later, okay?” Jin changes the subject as well as he can. “Why don’t we have breakfast? Cosmo can stay too.”

“You will?!” Songho looks back to you, and your heart melts again.

“I’d like that.” You answer, taking his little hand in yours when Jin sits him back on the floor and the three of you walk to the kitchen.

“Are you Appa’s new best friend, Cosmo?” Songho asks curiously. “Cause I think Uncle Joonie might get upset if you steal him.” You can’t help but laugh at his distress over that situation.

“Your daddy and I are just good friends, I’m sure Uncle Joonie will always be his best friend.” You look at Jin and he winks at you paired with a smirk on his face for your answer.

“Don’t worry, buddy. Everything is fine.” Jin kisses the top of his son’s head, then makes his way into the kitchen to start preparing breakfast.

Everything is fine. Everything would be fine. You could figure out how to make everything fine again.

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→ yoongi x reader (tiny bit of taehyung x reader)

→ when the pandemic first started, you never thought you'd have to stay quarantined in your apartment with yoongi, one of your roommate's friends and a guy you've never met. and you definitely did not expect you'd end up falling for him.

→ genre: fluff, angst, roommate au (?), f2l, s2l, eventual smut

intros

💭 01 – who's yoongi

💭 02 – third wheel

💭 03 – send a heart

💭 04 – your simp is showing

💭 05 – a bunch of hags

💭 06 – jealous boyfriend

💭 07 – or whatever

💭 08 – bestest of best friends

💭 09 – promise ✏️

💭 extra

💭 10 – delusional

💭 10.5 – company

💭 11 – enemies to lovers

💭 12 – someone like you ✏️

💭 13 – workaholic

💭 14 – pretty girls

💭 15 – angel

💭 16 – fucking butterflies ✏️

💭 17 – waffles for breakfast?

💭 18 – missing something

💭 19 – celebrate with my babies

💭 20 – not so sure anymore

💭 21 – happiest of birthdays

💭 21.5 – 4lifers

💭 22 – all yours ✏️

💭 23 – more than friends

💭 24 – you and him?

💭 25 – future boyfriend

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rotten angelcake ⇾ m.list [M]

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⌁ pairing; ceo!taehyung x curvy!reader (f.)

⌁ genre/rating; s2l, ceo au, sugar daddy au, slow burn-ish, smut, fluff, angst

⌁ summary; she’s as sweet as angelcake; he likes her honeyed rotten. this is a series following the complicated relationship between a sugar baby, sugar daddy and his corruption kink.

⌁ warnings; mentions and depictions of vaping, mentions and consumption of alcohol, taehyung has a corruption kink, mullet!taehyung (yes, bestie this is a fucking warning), dom!taehyung, daddy!taehyung, ass enthusiast!taehyung, sub!reader, brat!reader, virgin!reader, unprotected sex… other warnings to be disclosed before each chapter.

⌁ status; ongoing

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I’m Not Yours | kth. masterlist

“When the rain stops you shine on me, your light’s the only thing that keeps the cold out.”

↠ pairing : Kim Taehyung x Female Reader

↠ summary : When your childhood best friend, Kim Taehyung moves back into town, you expect the next few years to be reminiscent of your younger years. Awkward, tense and quiet. What you don’t expect is being forced to distract him from his overbearing crush on your mutual best friend, Eunji.

↠ genre : university au, estranged childhood friends to lovers, strangers to lovers, idiots to lovers, art student!taehyung, literature student!reader, angst, fluff & smut

↠ rating : 18+

↠ warnings : swearing, mentions of anxiety and depression, bad & toxic friends, lots of feelings, small forms of violence (with other characters), explicit sexual content. (additional warnings will be given with each chapter!)

↠ banner : by the sweetest @lavienvante 🤎 thank you so much for making me the prettiest banner!! <3 go check out her works 🤎

↠ a/n : here is the masterlist for my first series! i am beyond excited to share this with you & i hope you enjoy this journey as much as i do! happy reading <3

↠ series song : christmas tree - taehyung (the lyrics fit this series oh so perfectly 🤎)

❦ chapter 1 : a lane in the public gardens at arles - 1888 [7K]

❦ chapter 2 : water lilies and japanese bridge - 1899 [10K]

❦ chapter 3 : the weeping woman - 1937 [22K]

❦ chapter 4 : at eternity’s gate - 1890 [writing…]

❦ chapter 5 : starlight street at night - 1990

❦ chapter 6 : the night cafe - 1888

❦ chapter 7 : snow at argenteuil - 1874

❦ chapter 8 : almond blossoms - 1890

❦ chapter 9 : the artist’s garden at giverny - 1900

❦ chapter 10 : view from the artist’s window - 1823

❦ epilogue : the starry night - 1889

❦ extras :

↠ glossary - a closer insight to the iny!world & characters. here you can find the answers to any important questions and information about the characters. this will be added to as the story goes on.

↠ playlist - have a listen to their songs (thank you @lavienvante for helping 🤎)

↠ your thoughts - a collection of our thoughts

start date : 30.12.21 || 00:00 KST

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↠ FAQ :

how often will you update?

updates for this series will be random! i will be writing as much as i can in my free time. i am busy right now with my jobs & uni, so my updates will be scheduled around that. i do however, work on this series daily and love seeing what everyone has to say about it <3

how i envision y/n & eunji?

here you can find moodboards that portray how i personally see both y/n & eunji !! you’re all open to your own interpretation of course, but i wanted to share mine :) feel free to show me how you paint them in your minds!

how i envision iny!tae?

here you can find a variety of pictures that i feel remind me of taehyung in this story. everyone is of course entitled to envision whatever they want to. also, these taehyung’s are not just iny!tae , they can well be a taehyung in another writers story. please understand that i am not gatekeeping any of these taehyung’s to my story.

what do the dates next to the chapters mean?

all of the chapters are named after famous paintings because iny!tae is an art student and iny!oc adores art. the dates beside the chapter title represent the year in which that specific painting was published!

why does taehyung call oc ‘peach’?

peach is a nickname that taehyung gave to oc when they were younger. it is something that has stuck with him since then! the story behind the nickname can be found in chapter two <3

patient love | pt. 1 (kth)

banner by the talented val @eerieedits​ ❣️

pairing ↠ taehyung x reader

genre ↠ roommate au | college au | holiday au | best friends idiots to lovers au | fluff, (eventual) smut, angst.

summary ↠ Taehyung considers himself to be many things, and stupid isn’t one of them. However, all it takes is one special person in his life to realise that he is, in fact, quite stupid, especially when it comes to his feelings. And you (said special person), are stupid squared.

word count ↠ 14.4k

18+ | warnings ↠ lots of confused feelings, jealousy, a few mentions and implications of boners, mentions of sex, talk of past relationships + cheating, talk of a bad past sex life, x2 make out sessions with two different people 😮‍💨👀, dirty talk (kind of??), grinding, and lots of snogging.

note ↠ sorry it’s a bit late! i really hope you like this first part (i think there’ll be three parts to this story in total), please tell me how you find it if you do read it <3 btw, the thanksgiving theme bday party is so dumb but i really just wanted to write that turkey scene with taehyung and hoseok so i had to go with it LOL.

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starstruck pt. 7 (myg, kth)

Summary: Taehyung and you take the next step while Yoongi tries to take just one.

pairing: Kim Taehyung x plus-sized f. reader, Min Yoongi x plus-sized f. reader

genre(s): the perfect combo - angst and smut

au: non!idol, university!au, f2l, strangers to lovers

rating: 18+

word count: 12.8k

trigger warnings: there are so many so please be aware of them before reading. smoking, anxiety attack, panic attack, self-hatred, addiction, yoongi is on a shame spiral, yoongi is a fucking asshole to a wonderful horny lady, jealousy, oral (m & f), kissing, lots of talk about taehyung’s balls, yoongi’s date wants to role play and he doesn’t but he goes along with it, fingering, squirting, admiration for a fantastically placed mole, taehyung is dressed while reader is not, protected sex, taehyung is a bit possessive, lots of hickeys left on bodies, lots of POV switches

author’s notes: this chapter took a lot out of me. i want to say to everyone reading that if you are dealing with mental health or struggling with addiction you are not alone, please reach out to someone you trust or a hotline as they can be great sources for support. you are NOT a burden. please go and read the trigger warnings before you read this. I want everyone to take care of themselves and this chapter drained me so i just want to make sure everyone is okay! please let me know if you notice a trigger warning missing or if i am using honorifics incorrectly. thank you so much to @wwilloww​ and @illneverrecover​ for looking this over and yelling at me and also giving me some amazing suggestions. this chapter would not be what it is if it weren’t for you two. @introlxv​ made this wonderful banner!!

tag list: @miscelunaaa @herecomesjoon @minyoongiboongi @minttangerines​

© sugalaritae, 2022. you do not have any permission to repost or translate my work even if you give credit. all of this is mine.

YOONGI

He’s bored already.

He’s bored and Hyejin is walking into the apartment. She was a mistake, he knows this already and he hasn’t even kissed her. He should be taking care of himself. He should be thinking about what his therapist said about whether or not he thinks that he is always inebriated when he talks to you.

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Bunny ♡ masterpost

An anonymous streamer puts on a show every couple of days. When you become one of his biggest fans, your social life takes a hit—you’d rather stay glued to your laptop and stare at him than go out and meet men in real life. But, what if?

⤑ pairing: jungkook x fem!reader ⤑ genre: non-idol!au, friends to lovers, smut, angst, camboy!jk ⤑ rating: 18+ ⤑ warnings: unprotected intercourse, oral sex, camming (smut warnings added to each chapter) ⤑ read on AO3 ⤑ reblogs and feedback are always much appreciated! ♡

⤑ chapters: one ♡ two ♡ three ♡ four ♡ five ♡ six

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Drink Champagne in My Airplane Masterlist (M)

The fun riding the clouds, the fading in with the clouds, you don’t know, maybe

• Pairing: Rich!Hoseok x (F)Reader

• Genre: Rich!AU, Smut, Fluff, Angst, Friends to Lovers

• Rating: 18+

• Overall words: 56.4k

• Summary: Your friend Hoseok decided to use his excessive wealth for good and take the both of you on a much-needed vacation. The flight was meant to be relaxing until he broke out one of his most expensive bottles of champagne.

• Overall warnings/themes: dom!Hobi, unprotected sex (wrap it up y’all!), swearing, drinking, escalating relationship, drama

• Playlist: 🎧

• Notes: I can’t explain how much of a soft spot I have for DCiMA, it’s hands down one of my favorite stories I’ve ever written. Which is probably why I kept going on and even after I wrote the sequel, I still had a desire to do more so here we are! 🍾✨

• Last Updated: 8/5/22

• Status: Ongoing!

○ Drink Champagne in My Airplane (M)

»  Your friend Hoseok decided to use his excessive wealth for good and take the both of you on a much-needed vacation. The flight was meant to be relaxing until he broke out one of his most expensive bottles of champagne.  

○ Turbulence (M)

»  The beginning of the trip should have guaranteed that the next seven days would be smooth sailing but maybe the consequences of your actions were too much to handle.

○ Keep Showing Love (PG-15)(WIP)

»  Things have been going well for you and your now-boyfriend Hoseok but when he throws one of his infamous parties, it seems like the message hasn’t gotten across to some people.

○ Silk (M)

○ Always and Forever (M)

• Extras

○ Drabbles

  ⤿ Apples and Peaches (M)

○ SM Pics (1)(2)

Paradise | JJK - Masterlist

LAST UPDATE: 10/24/22

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: smut, neighbors to lovers, slow burn, love triangle, Stripper!AU

Rating: M (18+)

Word Count: 93k+ so far

Summary: That sexy man on stage - the one currently giving your friend the lap dance of her LIFE - is your super shy neighbor, Jeon Jungkook?!

Teaser

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Nine

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Eleven

Twelve

Thirteen

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Extras:

Paradise Moodboards

Welcome to Paradise playlist

Paradise Drabbles - a series of drabbles featuring various characters

Take the Paradise Poll & let me know what you think!

Ask My Muse - questions answered by Paradise characters

Masterlist 💜 Find me on AO3 💜 Join my permanent taglist

© 2021-22 by sunshinerainbowsbts. Crossposted to AO3. Please do not copy or repost.

colour me in | jjk (m) | masterlist

Jungkook’s door only opens for you when there’s a barter: a trade of lust and haze. But today you knock for something more, as intriguing as it is frightening – and you hope it doesn’t close his door forever.

➳ pairing: Jungkook x reader

➳ genre: fwb, fake dating, college!au; fluff, angst, smut

➳ contents & warnings: artist/fuckboy!JK, annoying parents, endearing friends, lots of smut and fluff, misunderstandings; and more chapter specific warnings! | 18+

➳ current word count: 98.2k

➳ status: ongoing

➳ cmi’s mood: still with you and my you by Jungkook | playlist 🎶

⁂ CHAPTERS

✩ indicates parts relevant to the story | ❀ indicates drabbles (can be read as stand alones)

PART I: THE SEEDS

⤞ colour me in (9.8k) ✩ | lowkey by niki

“I need you to be my boyfriend. Please.” “Your what now?”

⤞ cmi: outlines (10.6k) ✩ | slow down by chase atlantic

“If I’m somewhat okay to you, angel… may I kiss you then?”

⤞ cmi: layers (18.4k) ✩ | stay (acoustic) by zedd & alessia cara

“I just want you to know that if I ever put you on a pedestal, it wouldn’t be because of any amount of money you own.”

⤞ cmi: too much (7.2k) ❀ | heavenly by cigarettes after sex

“I think if you wanted to… or tried hard enough, you could break my heart.” “…How?” “I don’t know. I don’t think I wanna find out.”

⤞ cmi: lights (25.2k) ✩ | ruin my life by zara larsson

“You just called me to tell me about the burn?” “Yeah. But I think… also to tell you that I miss you.”

⤞ cmi: the canvas (22.8k) ✩ | with love by christina grimmie

“You’re coloured in now for real, aren’t you?” “Feels more like you’re colouring me in.”

⤞ cmi: not enough (4k) ❀ | this is how you fall in love by jeremy zucker & chelsea cutler

“Those New Year’s Eve parties bore me more than you’d know.” “Why did you come then?” “'Cause… I guess I knew you’d be here.”

PART II: THE GROWING

⤞ cmi: silhouettes ✩ | rumors by sabrina claudio & zayn / kiss me by ed sheeran | next!

“We’ve played our parts in this fake thing. But I’m still here, with you. Why?”

⤞ cmi: monochrome ✩ | reflections by the neighbourhood

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and more!

⁂ BONUS

⤞ ask my character; colour me in edition ⤞ cmi theories 💭 | cmi drabble ideas 🖌 | character sheet 🧑🏻

⤞ requested drabbles:

frat party; nara & jungkook jealousy; jungkook x reader (ft. taehyung) day out; jungkook x reader

⤞ FAQ:

When do you update? Randomly! Usually on Fridays around 8PM EST, but I don’t have a schedule for CMI. Whenever a part is done!

How many chapters will CMI have? I haven’t planned out every part yet, so I can’t say for sure. Definitely more than 10, though.

What role does Nara play? Jungkook talks about her in the fourth chapter, Lights. More to come later!

What do ‘part I’, ‘part II’ etc. in the masterpost mean? I explained (or tried to explain :D) it here, but the tl;dr version is that the story is divided into 3 arcs. One arc focuses on one main aspect of their relationship (e.g. arc 1 is the beginning; them getting closer).

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true love | kth

➵ summary in which you're face to face with your ex again after 5 years, because both of your friends start dating each other.

➵ pairing taehyung x female reader

➵ genre our beloved summer au, exes to lovers, romantic comedy.

➵ status on going!

➵ rated mature (+18)

INDEX

N° 1; sometimes i hate every single stupid word you say

N° 2; there's no one quite like you

N° 3; you push all my buttons down

N° 4; at the same time, i wanna hug you

N° 5; i wanna wrap my hands around your neck

N° 6; you're an asshole but i love you

N° 7; you're the only love i've ever known

N° 8; but i hate you, i really hate you

N° 9; true love

N° 10; just once try to wrap your little brain around my feelings

N° 11; but without you i'm incomplete

N° 12; it must be true love

[based off the song true love by pink] 

© jjkeverlast 2022 [do not copy, translate or repost any of my works.]

candles & flames | jjk (m)

chapter I:  water

Summary: He wasn’t supposed to be yours. His foolery wasn’t supposed to target you. This wasn’t supposed to happen.

➳ pairing:Jungkook x reader ➳ rating: 18+ ➳ genre: enemies to lovers, royal!au; angst, fluff, smut ➳ warnings: so! they’re both royalty/high in society (gd should’ve called this ‘royals’), fuckboy jk, banter, past side character death mentioned, hints of fake dating but not really, angst!, the ending.., douchebag jk at times, crying, guilt, jk is sus too, bits of jealousy, society sucks, explicit sexual content: carriage shenanigans, sexual tension, fingering, oral (m. & f. receiving), mouth fucking, spit stuff?, manhandling, spanking, dry humping, dirty talk, angry foreplay but things get softer, he comes in her mouth <3, they’re hiding during all that <3 ➳ wc: 24.6k 😐 ➳ a/n: sooo. i love e2l and regency aus, but i haven’t written much/any of those, so they’re not my strongest suit. but hopefully y’all will still enjoy reading it, bc i did enjoy writing it. it’s just the beginning hehe <3 this entirely new genre/trope took some brainpower lmao so i’d love if you dropped by and told me what you think !! 🤍 

TAGLIST | MASTERLIST | WIPs

Jeon Jungkook’s sincerity doesn’t run as deep as his undeniable beauty.

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