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Although I don’t really read any yandere au, this was really beautiful😍
Scopophilic Affection (M)
Here it is! At last! I have had a rough couple of weeks. My roommate left me and my gf with the rest of the rent without any notice (yikes, I know. Kids, don’t break the lease, it’s shitty) soooo I’m going to plug my ko-fi below. Anything helps and would be greatly appreciated. Either way, donation or not, I hope you thoroughly enjoy and know that my ask box is open!
Genre: Smut/Fluff
Word count: 7.8k
Warnings: Voyeurism, choking, obsessives themes, yandere
Summary: Scopophilia is a more dignified way to define voyeurism, something Seokjin had no intention of partaking in until he came across your live stream. Seokjin is a dignified man, but never in his life had he felt so depraved watching you smile and work like it was his profession, unable to reach through the screen and make you his. Unable to tell you how much he loves to watch you because you have no idea you’re live stream even exists. He can’t tell you how hypnotizing you are without the glaring controversy of him watching your hacked-into webcam, both as a human and director in the computer science division of the company he is a board member of. Nevertheless, you were his very guilty utmost pleasure.
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Masterlist
Handshakes of a Lifetime OT7 x Reader BTS Soulmate AU // Playlist ...the meeting room is getting closer and closer, basking you and those around you in warm light, and you think about all the internet comments people write about this kind of moment, “she must have saved a country in her past life to experience this.” Ch1 / Drabble - JJK / Ch2 / Ch3 / X-mas - JHS / Ch4 / X-mas - KSJ / Ch5 / Ch6 / Ch7 / Ch8 / Ch9 / Ch10 - 5% / ?
Caught! House of Cards OT7 x Reader Yandere!BTS AU // Profiles You needed money. The pandemic offered little options. So you joined a website to make some quick and easy cash. Men paying to look at you, harmless fun, right? It was a decision you didn’t think too much about, you just wanted an income again. Little did you know how dangerous the members of House of Cards were. You weren’t prepared for the consequences of your actions. Watch out! Houses built with cards come tumbling down... Ch1 / Ch2 / Ch3 / Ch4 / Xmas Drabble - KTH / Ch5 - 25% / ?
Bon Voyage: Into the Sea OT7 x Reader BTS Fantasy AU // Member Imagines werewolf!Hoseok x werewolf!Jungkook x werewolf!Namjoon x other members TBA A storm capsized your boat and looks like you were the only survivor. Somehow you made it to shore, but where? Stranded, you suddenly find out you are not alone, and now you’re stuck in the middle of a centuries old conflict between 7 monsters. Ch1 / Ch2 / Ch3 / Ch4 - 20% / ?
Run Run Run BTS Apocalypse AU Slow Burn // Member Poll A zombie apocalypse breaks out and you’re stuck on a plane with none other than...BTS! Oh, you thought because you were an Army that would help you survive? Girl think again. Seoul Flow / Yangyang Living / Seoul Town Road / Hwarang Freestyle -75% / Seoul Close - TBA / The Big Hit Break In! - TBA / ?
T H E T A K E O V E R BTS Apocalypse / Dystopian AU Thriller The recruits of Bangtan Academy were trained to be super soldiers, to be the strongest, fastest, most cunning fighters in the world. Now they are being put to the test! You were at the bottom of your class, but you noticed the cracks in the system first, what are you going to do? Run or try to save the world? Prequel / Ch1 / Ch2 / Ch3 - 1% / ?
When They Loved You [ONE-SHOTS] A collection of moments when they loved you... TBA - Jin x reader - TBA I Didn’t Mean It, I Still Love You - Yoongi x reader ft. Jungkook - Angst/Smut [2.5k] Yoongi made a mistake, will you forgive him? Or is it too late? Rebound - Hoseok x reader - TBA Cold Feet - Namjoon x reader ft. Yoongi - Angst/Fluff [1.2k] You don’t want to get married anymore, what does Namjoon want? TBA - Jimin x reader - TBA Chuseok - Taehyung x reader - TBA Banana Milk - Jungkook x reader ft. Hoseok - Fluff/Angst/Smut [5.1k] It’s Jungkook’s Birthday, will he get his birthday wish?
One Shots: Halloween Special (set in HOAL Universe): Yoongi is a Rock [1.3k] That’s it. That’s the plot. Yoongi is a rock. | Audio Ver. by the talented @voice-over-ff prompt: Your Friendly Neighborhood Superhero, RM [14k] Superhero!Namjoon x y/n with a bit of Supervillain!Taehyung x y/n and some Supersilly!Seokjin x y/n | Sequel: X-mas Special feat. Superpowered!Yoongi [17.1k] pwp: Ddak-ji SLAP [3.8k] Jungkook, Seokjin, and you decide to play a game…and then you fu- pwp: I Thought You Were Mine? | JHS [1.9k] Drunk arguing leads to drunk fuc–
Drabbles:🎼 BTS Song Fic (Blue and Grey) | KTH [600] request: BTS Cheering You Up While Studying Korean [1.1k]
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→ Pairing. Seokjin x Reader
→ Genre. lifeguard!seokjin, strangers to lovers... 👀
→ Summary. Turns out going to the beach isn't as bad as you thought. Especially when a lifeguard caught your eyes
→ Word count. 2.4k
→ I already miss the summer so I wanted to share some glimpses of this fic that, for some reason, I really love. You can thank my sister for the idea that gave this fic birth. Ngl, releasing this makes me kinda anxious but I really hope you'll like it:,)
It's been more than five years since you last went to the beach, the reason being you moved to a different city to pursue your studies.
WelL you also maYbe have a love/hate relationship with the sun ( it’s more hate than love though) that would explain why you were never out when you were home for a few days during your vacations. It’s not that you don’t like the beach, it’s just that…
…
okAY
MAYBE you don’t like the beach.
Who could blame you though ? There’s seaweed everywhere and it sticks to your body when you get out of the water or flies in your eyes when it’s windy. [don't ask why but for some reasons, each time you went to the beach, there were seaweeds EVERYWHERE]
Also it gets sO cold when it’s windy, one moment you’re in the water and it’s all nice, the next one you’re freezing because of the ~wind~
Let’s not forget the sand, and the sun
Oh the sun
Ball of fire that literally burns you to the point you don’t know if you’re a human or a tomato
Last but not least, the beach is always SO crowded and, let's be honest, you like the company of your friends buT you despise crowded space where everyone sits so close to each other you can literally hear their breaths. UGH
Yeah, you’re not much of a beach person.
Too bad your friends LOVE going there. Especially during hot summer days.
“Come on y/n, don’t be such a killjoy.” Hoseok teases “We will have so much fun at the beach”
You groan “ahnnn. Let me think about it…” you tap your chin and look up “no?”
Disappointed but not surprised, your friends sigh in harmony.
“Come on you can go without me. It’s not like I will be missed anyways. Plus I could stay and take care of your cat” you look at Jimin whose eyes grow bigger
“ABSOLUTELY NOT” he points at you “Last time I let you alone with Luna, poor baby was dressed up with ribbons and you bathed her with super scented shampoo.”
For your defence, the cat smelled like poop and Jimin only uses expensive shower products from fancy perfume brands. You hAd to wash her. The ribbon was just there and you thought it’d look cute as a collar. It’s not like the cat complained anyways.
You huff and cross your arms over your chest. “I am noT coming, nothing you could say or do will make me change my mind.”
You stand up from the couch and leave for the kitchen to take your phone while Jimin and Hoseok exchange an understanding look and nod.
“Y/nnnn??” Jimin calls sweetly and you reply with a hum "What about lunch? Or dinner? I heard there was a restaurant at the beach we’re going to. Apparently they have a starred chef.”
You look away from your phone’s screen, suddenly very interested. “Well, as long as you’re offering” You smile ; “I hope you know I will order the most expensive dish from their menu”
To that, Hoseok rolls his eyes “yeah yeah we’ll see about that. Now go get changed. We’re going in ten minutes. Namjoon should be here anytime”
“Sur- WHAT??” You almost choke on imaginary water "Didn’t you say we were going tomorrow ?”
“yes. We are going tomorrow AND today” Jimin tells you “If you listened more carefully instead of saying no all the time, you would’ve caught that”
You huff ; “fiNE. But you’re paying for food both today and tomorrow”
They laugh at your pissed expression as you rush to your room to find something appropriate to wear.
Thank god you shaved yesterday, you give yourself a mental pqt on the back for that. The first bikini you find is the one you change into. Quick check in the mirror. Okay. A dress is thrown over all of this and you then proceed to very dramatically throw everything you might need in your bag.
“Y/n Namjoon is here we gotta go” you hear Jimin call
“Just a minute” You run to your bed and grab your phone.
You notice they already left when you arrive at the door.
Penalty for the last one out, uh? Dammit those boys are still 3.
You sigh and grab the apartment's keys.
“There is no such thing as too much sunscreen!”
As you thought, the weather is scorching hot. You all settled in the shades of your umbrellas, bottle of water close to you to stay hydrated. Namjoon brought Taehyung with him. You haven’t seen them for the past years, they changed quite a lot (and thank god because the emo look Namjoon was going for a few years back was aWfuL). Namjoon is all muscles now and Taehyung has a girlfriend!! Incredible right? He used to be so shy around the opposite back in high school. He said she would come later today. Everyone is chatting happily, the waves as a background music. You were starting to unpack your bag when Jimin pointed out your insane amount of sunscreen. This boy loved teasing you.
“Don’t you think bringing one bottle was enough? Do you really need…” Jimin counts the bottles laid out on your towel “SEVEN?! What are you even doing with those ? EaTiNg them?” You all snort at his comment
“They don’t have the same use!!! There are different SPFs and some are oils and there’s also.. wait. Do you even cAre? Can’t someone just help me apply some on my back ? Yes? Oh god Joon you’re my saviour thank you!”
As you remove your dress, you notice Hoseok’s smile before he once again teases you ; “You’re so pale Yoongi would be jealous”
You laugh “If I burn to death because I don’t have sunscreen on, I doubt that he will envy me”
You sit, back facing Namjoon, and hand him the biggest bottle of sunscreen, which he applies very carefully. You thank him when he is done and lay on your towel, being careful to stay in the umbrella’s shadow, as everyone runs into the water.
Earphones now plugged in, you open your overused notebook and, a pencil in your hand, get ready to drown the pages in randomsmall poems.
The blue of the sea
Is like the blue of your eyes tears
You look smile at me
This picture of you smiling at me// it smiles at me?
And I know you’re… ????? far away from here?
(because??) I am blue now, just like you
You sigh and look at the sea. The page is all covered with various doodles now and half of the words you wrote have been scratched off and replaced by others. It doesn’t make sense :(
Where are the boys anyways? They haven't come back and it’s been what? An hour? Maybe two? You check your phone and sigh. 11 am. It’s only been thirty minutes. You sigh in frustration, wishing the day was over already so you could go back home and have your sun detox.
Your notebook is settled aside and you change the music to a much calmer one before laying down completely.
Never too late or too early for a good nap.
“Hey, y/n, do you want to go swimm-“ Jimin stops himself when he sees you’re sleeping. “hasn’t been at the beach in two years and here she is sleeping” he shakes his head
“Jimin? What time is it? I’m kinda hungry” Hoseok calls as he approaches
He checks his phone “1pm. We should go eat. Call the boys”
The boys are being loud enough to wake you up as they get prepared to leave.
Annoyed, you sigh and open your eyes, almost instantly regretting as the sun blinds you despite your sunglasses and the umbrella.
You’re about to tell them to shut uP when you hear someone say your name. ; “what about Y/n ? Shouldn’t we wake her up so she can come eat with us?”. You recognise the voice as Namjoon’s
“Don’t worry about it, I’ve already sent her a text saying where we’re going. Let her have her rest” Jimin replies and you hear the boys’ voices fade as they walk away.
It’s quiet again now. Perfect, you can go back to sleep- wait a minute 🤨
Did Namjoon mention eating? Last time you checked it was 11am but that was before you took a nap so…
Oh my god
They did noT-
You check your phone and 1) it’s already 1 pm how did you sleep for two hours?? 2) Jimin didn’t even send you a text when he promised he’d pay for your meal 3) THEY WENT FOR LUNCH WITHOUT YOU
!!!
You feel betrayed. Very much betrayed. You hate Jimin
Well, if they plan on leaving you behind, might as well take some time to organise your stuff and reapply some ✨sunscreen✨
When you finally arrive at the restaurant, it's already 1:40 PM. Namjoon kept a seat empty next to him, which you gladly take. As promised, you order the most expensive thing on the menu (fancy cooked fish with vegetables or something like that,, whatever, Jimin said he was paying and you plan on making him regret not waking you up earlier). The food has a divine taste by the way.
You feel like doing a victory dance when you see Jimin’s face as he takes the bill and a big grin spreads on your face when he looks at you, eyes wide. Take that
After this day, Jimin decided to never leave you behind when it was time to eat. Not when his wallet was at stake at least.
This morning, you made it clear that going swimming was NOT in your plans but, hundred of supplication and a cone of ice cream offered by Hoseok (this man really knows the way to your heart) later, you give in and dive your feet in the coLd water.
“YOU TOLD ME IT WAS WAY HOTTER THAN THIS!!!” You scream at the four dumb-asses that are your friends, already regretting doing this.
“But it IS hot!” Jimin replies “you just gotta dive right in”
And he starts to lightly splash water at you, like the good friend he is. You run around and try to avoid getting wet.
Suddenly you feel strong arms wrapping around your waist and- oh no- you know where this is going. Hoseok laughs in your neck and lifts you up. Your friends laugh even louder
“JUNG FUCKING HOSEOK PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT” you hit his arm around you
“As you wish” and he drops you
In the water. And it’s cold!!!!
“OHMYGOD HOSEOK I AM GOING TO MAKE YOU PAY FOR THIS” you point a finger at him as you try to push him away from your face your now-soaked hair. Of course, you fail (I mean, have you ever actually tried to brush a hand through your hair when they’re wet? That’s right, you CaN’t).
Hoseok is having a hard time catching his breath looking at how much he’s laughing, oh god you wish a siren would come and drag him to the bottom of the ocean.
Or maybe not. You still need your friend to comfort you when you’re sad. Plus, as dumb as he is, he’s your best friend.
That doesn’t stop you from splashing water at him, making him scream in surprise. And suddenly everyone is splashing water at each other.
Yes. You guys are children.
You probably all start screaming a bit too much and are surely extra loud because someone is calling you out.
“Hey. Stop it!” A masculine voice calls in your back, startling you. “You plan on causing a tsunami or what?”
There’s a moment of silence before you slowly turn around and-
oh my god-
what a sight
There’s a handsome lifeguard standing on the shore pointing at you and your friends. Sun-kissed skin, slightly damp hair gracefully falling on his forehead, plump lips, swim shirt leaving very little to the imagination… yup. So handsome. Your eyes catch up to his and you hold his gaze, your body suddenly hot and you look away
“ Hey,Seokjin!” Namjoon waves at the lifeguard
BTS reaction to you skipping school to sleep
Jungkook
He would be really worried when you didn’t show up, and spam text you. He would come right to your place after school to check on you and knock on your door really loudly, shouting your name. When he finds out you slept through the day, his inital reaction is getting annoyed, simply because he was so worried that something happened to you~ After calming down, he would just tease you for being lazy and tell you that you probably didn’t make the right choice to skip. But then he would stay and help you catch up on what you missed.
Taehyung
He would text you right away when he realizes you didn’t come to school. He would only text once and keep checking his phone all day to see if you respond. He would honestly make the assumption that you’re sleeping right away, and find it cute/amusing. And he would joke to his classmates that you are probably sleeping. But after the whole day goes by, deep down he is a bit worried so he comes to check up on you. He lightly taps on your door and calls your phone to try to possibly wake you if you’re asleep. You open the door for him, a mess due to just waking up, and he just laughs at you and pulls you into a half hug, messing with your hair. He offers to make you some food while you freshen up. He makes you some ramen and sits with you, giving you the rundown of what you missed and teasing you for sleeping so much.
Jimin
He would get worried right away. He would call you a few times back to back and when you don’t pick up, he would go around asking all of your friends if they’ve heard from you or why you aren’t here today. He would constantly be talking about you all day. Things like “Guys what if y/n fell in a ditch somewhere and cant get out” “Don’t you guys think y/n would find this funny? Too bad she isn’t here” He wouldn’t wait until the end of the day, he would sneak out during lunch to come to your place, casually justifying himself by making jokes to your friends “If y/n got kidnapped don’t tell me I didn’t warn you guys. Imma just check on her real quick and come back” He would show up at your house, and call your name from the door to wake you up. When he sees you and realizes you were just sleeping he would break into a fit of laughter and start blabbering about all the scenarios he put you in as a joke. Then he would eye your bed which looks so warm and fluffy, look at you, and then ask if he can take a nap with you instead of going back because he’s honestly tired and bored of school.
Namjoon
He would notice but not say or do anything about it until the day was over, but it would be bugging him in the back of his mind. After school he would go to your teachers and pick up the homework you missed or anything else you might need. Then he would show up at your place and tap on your door really quickly and continuously until you open it. Once he finds out you slept the whole day he gets upset with you, and starts complaining that you shouldn’t do that and would be worried that you might fall behind in your schoolwork because of this. He would sort of scold you, but then he would hand you all the work you missed and sit with you and explain what you had to do. After that he would leave, but call you every hour to make sure you didn’t go back to sleep and were getting your work done.
Hobi
He would know right away. After half the day passes, he would text you teasingly:
H: youre asleep arent u
H: HAHAHAHA
H: honestly mood
He would find it extremely amusing, and after school he would pick up some of your favorite ice cream and bring it to your house because you like eating sweet things when you wake up. He would softly call your name at your door. When you let him in, he would give you his hoodie to keep you warm since you had to leave the comfort of your bed. He then grabs your first aid kit and checks your temperature to make sure you aren’t sick or anything. After seeing that you’re okay he would tease you while you both share the ice cream, and he would cuddle with you while watching your favorite TV shows for the rest of the day because he wouldn’t want to leave after missing you the whole day. However, the next day he would come over very early to make sure you actually come to school because he doesn’t want you to fall behind.
Yoongi
Let’s be really honest. He would have called you in the morning before school, and after hearing that you were feeling like ditching to nap, he would have come over and napped with you the whole day. No questions asked. He would have showed up to your place in his pajamas and just collapsed on your bed. You would probably wake up first, to which he would complain and call you back because he misses the warmth of your body.
Seokjin
He would get worried and call you, and assume that you were probably sick. He would go to his own home after school and cook you some soup, and pack it to take to your place. Upon seeing that you’re fine, he is relieved but gets playfully mad at you for skipping without telling him. He stays while you eat, just finding your situation amusing and laugh-arguing with you. After you eat he would wipe up your face and baby you for the rest of the day, teasing you relentlessly. You guys would play-fight and cuddle, both avoiding doing your work for the rest of the day.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed~
Mi Casa
Eternal Moment
A/N: okay, wow it's my first time posting fanfic in BTS fandom. I hope you guys like it. Feel free to tell me how was it even if it is bad. I'm whipped for Seokjin in all honesty and I have some serious affinity to watching people wake u in the morning. So yeah... here it is.
Word Count: 691
Pairing: Seokjin x reader
Rating: 13+ (ig?)
Genre: Fluff, Romance
It's been a while since you've felt this way- out of the world peaceful but excessively warm. Actually way too warm for your liking. You try to open your eyes against the yellow rays of sun; the sheer white curtains doing a poor job in blocking the light. You try to raise your arms to place over your eyes so you can stop the path of these bloody rays, but are instantly met with the conclusion; you can't. Reason being the body of the male person pinning you to the soft mattress. His strong arm is draped over your petite waist and one leg tangled with yours locking you in place as if you'd run away the second he let go. In actuality, you'd like to stay right here, in this moment for eternity if you could but sadly the joys of eternity are not gifted to the human race.
Your eyes take in the beauty of the masterpiece that is right beside you. A sight to behold and cherished because of it being rare. If pure bliss had a visual, it would truly be this- you and him peaceful in this moment, a perfect moment. In fact you realize that you would enjoy waking up early more if you'd meet this sight every day. You cautiously strip your arm away from his hold to rake his smooth hair away from his face, reveling in the beauty of his resting ethereal features. His eyes that literally talks; currently clamped shut, smooth cheeks and lips molded in a pout. Those lips… those lips that have the power to drive you absolutely crazy, power to calm your racing mind, power to remove an unpleasant day from your memory.
Just looking at him makes you smile because really, when did you get so lucky? He stirs beside you, blinking his eyes slowly and twisting his mouth, ready to wake up from sweet dreams. His grip on your body loosens slightly but he returns to his position just seconds later. When he notices you staring at him his face breaks into a soft, shy smile. "Good morning" he whispers , voice dropped several octaves due to grogginess, "did you sleep well?"
You sigh softly in affirmation, finding it difficult to talk at the moment. You wait for him to open his eyes completely and then move closer to him, slanting your lips to his soft ones. He responds by placing his hand at the small of your back, pulling your body flush against him. His actions dragged out due to him waking up just moments ago. It's like a drug, the more you take it your need for it increases.Your hands roam all over him; starting from his luscious hair to his neck to that sharp collarbone moving to rake his clothed shoulders. You feel yourself getting angry at the cotton shirt that is stopping you from your journey. You proceed to open the first button of that expensive piece of clothe when he breaks the kiss, panting lightly. He pins his forehead to yours, letting out a slight laugh.
"Little feverish, aren't we?" He moves a wisp of hair that fell on your face during kissing ,behind your ear and strokes your jaw gently.
"Hm… was in the mood that's all." You sigh, biting your lips.
"Oh I just saw that." He raised his eyebrows. " Been neglecting you, haven't I?"
"Stop that, Jin. Really." You sigh, playing with the collar of his shirt "You never neglect me. I just…" you look as he is trying hard not to laugh. "Can we just eat something? I'm starving." He burst out into laughter as you find your nook in his neck, brething in the morning scent of him.
"Yeah we can. I'll make pancakes." but despite saying this both of you stay in your place, in each other's arms as you think that yes; joys of eternity are not gifted to human beings but thoroughly living in a moment makes it seems eternal and to you that is enough. To you the warmth of his arms, waking up to see him healthy, happy; it was enough.
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Mi Casa
Eternal Moment
A/N: okay, wow it's my first time posting fanfic in BTS fandom. I hope you guys like it. Feel free to tell me how was it even if it is bad. I'm whipped for Seokjin in all honesty and I have some serious affinity to watching people wake u in the morning. So yeah... here it is.
Word Count: 691
Pairing: Seokjin x reader
Rating: 13+ (ig?)
Genre: Fluff, Romance
It's been a while since you've felt this way- out of the world peaceful but excessively warm. Actually way too warm for your liking. You try to open your eyes against the yellow rays of sun; the sheer white curtains doing a poor job in blocking the light. You try to raise your arms to place over your eyes so you can stop the path of these bloody rays, but are instantly met with the conclusion; you can't. Reason being the body of the male person pinning you to the soft mattress. His strong arm is draped over your petite waist and one leg tangled with yours locking you in place as if you'd run away the second he let go. In actuality, you'd like to stay right here, in this moment for eternity if you could but sadly the joys of eternity are not gifted to the human race.
Your eyes take in the beauty of the masterpiece that is right beside you. A sight to behold and cherished because of it being rare. If pure bliss had a visual, it would truly be this- you and him peaceful in this moment, a perfect moment. In fact you realize that you would enjoy waking up early more if you'd meet this sight every day. You cautiously strip your arm away from his hold to rake his smooth hair away from his face, reveling in the beauty of his resting ethereal features. His eyes that literally talks; currently clamped shut, smooth cheeks and lips molded in a pout. Those lips… those lips that have the power to drive you absolutely crazy, power to calm your racing mind, power to remove an unpleasant day from your memory.
Just looking at him makes you smile because really, when did you get so lucky? He stirs beside you, blinking his eyes slowly and twisting his mouth, ready to wake up from sweet dreams. His grip on your body loosens slightly but he returns to his position just seconds later. When he notices you staring at him his face breaks into a soft, shy smile. "Good morning" he whispers , voice dropped several octaves due to grogginess, "did you sleep well?"
You sigh softly in affirmation, finding it difficult to talk at the moment. You wait for him to open his eyes completely and then move closer to him, slanting your lips to his soft ones. He responds by placing his hand at the small of your back, pulling your body flush against him. His actions dragged out due to him waking up just moments ago. It's like a drug, the more you take it your need for it increases.Your hands roam all over him; starting from his luscious hair to his neck to that sharp collarbone moving to rake his clothed shoulders. You feel yourself getting angry at the cotton shirt that is stopping you from your journey. You proceed to open the first button of that expensive piece of clothe when he breaks the kiss, panting lightly. He pins his forehead to yours, letting out a slight laugh.
"Little feverish, aren't we?" He moves a wisp of hair that fell on your face during kissing ,behind your ear and strokes your jaw gently.
"Hm… was in the mood that's all." You sigh, biting your lips.
"Oh I just saw that." He raised his eyebrows. " Been neglecting you, haven't I?"
"Stop that, Jin. Really." You sigh, playing with the collar of his shirt "You never neglect me. I just…" you look as he is trying hard not to laugh. "Can we just eat something? I'm starving." He burst out into laughter as you find your nook in his neck, brething in the morning scent of him.
"Yeah we can. I'll make pancakes." but despite saying this both of you stay in your place, in each other's arms as you think that yes; joys of eternity are not gifted to human beings but thoroughly living in a moment makes it seems eternal and to you that is enough. To you the warmth of his arms, waking up to see him healthy, happy; it was enough.
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Mi Casa
Eternal Moment
A/N: okay, wow it's my first time posting fanfic in BTS fandom. I hope you guys like it. Feel free to tell me how was it even if it is bad. I'm whipped for Seokjin in all honesty and I have some serious affinity to watching people wake u in the morning. So yeah... here it is.
Word Count: 691
Pairing: Seokjin x reader
Rating: 13+ (ig?)
Genre: Fluff, Romance
It's been a while since you've felt this way- out of the world peaceful but excessively warm. Actually way too warm for your liking. You try to open your eyes against the yellow rays of sun; the sheer white curtains doing a poor job in blocking the light. You try to raise your arms to place over your eyes so you can stop the path of these bloody rays, but are instantly met with the conclusion; you can't. Reason being the body of the male person pinning you to the soft mattress. His strong arm is draped over your petite waist and one leg tangled with yours locking you in place as if you'd run away the second he let go. In actuality, you'd like to stay right here, in this moment for eternity if you could but sadly the joys of eternity are not gifted to the human race.
Your eyes take in the beauty of the masterpiece that is right beside you. A sight to behold and cherished because of it being rare. If pure bliss had a visual, it would truly be this- you and him peaceful in this moment, a perfect moment. In fact you realize that you would enjoy waking up early more if you'd meet this sight every day. You cautiously strip your arm away from his hold to rake his smooth hair away from his face, reveling in the beauty of his resting ethereal features. His eyes that literally talks; currently clamped shut, smooth cheeks and lips molded in a pout. Those lips… those lips that have the power to drive you absolutely crazy, power to calm your racing mind, power to remove an unpleasant day from your memory.
Just looking at him makes you smile because really, when did you get so lucky? He stirs beside you, blinking his eyes slowly and twisting his mouth, ready to wake up from sweet dreams. His grip on your body loosens slightly but he returns to his position just seconds later. When he notices you staring at him his face breaks into a soft, shy smile. "Good morning" he whispers , voice dropped several octaves due to grogginess, "did you sleep well?"
You sigh softly in affirmation, finding it difficult to talk at the moment. You wait for him to open his eyes completely and then move closer to him, slanting your lips to his soft ones. He responds by placing his hand at the small of your back, pulling your body flush against him. His actions dragged out due to him waking up just moments ago. It's like a drug, the more you take it your need for it increases.Your hands roam all over him; starting from his luscious hair to his neck to that sharp collarbone moving to rake his clothed shoulders. You feel yourself getting angry at the cotton shirt that is stopping you from your journey. You proceed to open the first button of that expensive piece of clothe when he breaks the kiss, panting lightly. He pins his forehead to yours, letting out a slight laugh.
"Little feverish, aren't we?" He moves a wisp of hair that fell on your face during kissing ,behind your ear and strokes your jaw gently.
"Hm… was in the mood that's all." You sigh, biting your lips.
"Oh I just saw that." He raised his eyebrows. " Been neglecting you, haven't I?"
"Stop that, Jin. Really." You sigh, playing with the collar of his shirt "You never neglect me. I just…" you look as he is trying hard not to laugh. "Can we just eat something? I'm starving." He burst out into laughter as you find your nook in his neck, brething in the morning scent of him.
"Yeah we can. I'll make pancakes." but despite saying this both of you stay in your place, in each other's arms as you think that yes; joys of eternity are not gifted to human beings but thoroughly living in a moment makes it seems eternal and to you that is enough. To you the warmth of his arms, waking up to see him healthy, happy; it was enough.
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Slow. Dirty. Wet.
Seokjin x reader | 18+ | oneshot | collab | friends to lovers | college au | fraternity | carwash | smut | fluff | oral sex | unprotected sex | dirty talk | bondage | blindfold | choking | dom | sub | cursing
banner maker: @joheunsaram
word: 5.5k
part of the hot boy summer collab
When Seokjin stops by your convenience store to buy his typical snacks, he’s such a friendly and funny person. When you stop by the beta tau sigma’s car wash, he’s a completely different person, and inside the office of that car wash, he shows you how different he really is
“Good morning, Y/N,” Seokjin says, the bell ringing as he opens the door, the bell ringing once more as the door closes behind him. “Having a good morning I hope,” he adds, smiling his typical huge smile as he walks down the second aisle where his favorite bag of chips will be. He usually stands in front of the variety of chips looking, as if he’s deciding on which one he wants the most when he always chooses the same one.
You check the time on the computer screen in front of you; fifteen past eleven. “Good morning,” you reply, eyes traveling back to him as he makes his way to the back of the store for his Sprite.
He makes his way over towards you at the front, eyes scanning other foods he might want to buy as well. As usual, he takes nothing and stops in front of the counter, placing his items in front of you. You grab the chips first, showing the barcode to the scanner, hearing a beep before going for the Sprite.
“Easy day?” he asks, fishing in his pocket for his wallet most likely.
“So far,” you answer, handing him back his snacks for the day. You tell him the price and add, “Heading to class?”
He gives a happy smile as he replies, “Got canceled, so I’m heading towards the carwash.”
You frown in confusion, opening the cash register to put the money in. “Carwash?”
It’s his turn to frown. “You haven’t heard? My frat is having a carwash to keep our philanthropy alive.” Seokjin shrugs. “Seven good looking guys washing your car? Win-win situation for all.”
You can’t help but laugh. The Beta Tau Sigma is very well known at the university; very popular with everyone. You either want to be them, or you want to be with them. Some just want to have sex with them. Overall, they’re like the popular boys in high school, and you just happen to see one of them almost every day when he comes into the little convenient store to buy his chips and sprite at exactly fifteen past eleven.
You’re not going to deny the fact that he is very good looking—you see what everyone is talking about. His tall figure, charming smile, and dark chocolate eyes that can make you feel all types of things. When he squints his eyes just a bit, tilting his head as he listens to you talk, it makes you want him. It’s strange to you if you’re being honest. Seokjin is such a kind, friendly person, so the fact that just a simple gesture—which is meant to be friendly—makes you want him is just ridiculous.
He’s a nice person. That’s all you need to know. “Good luck on your carwash,” you comment.
He opens his mouth then closes it before finally answering, “Thanks. See you later!” And with that, he grabs his items and exits the store.
When you see him again, it’s a few days later. You didn’t have to come in to work for a few days, so you haven’t seen Seokjin around. You don’t even see him on campus, so you only see him when you’re working.
He enters the store and walks straight up to you rather than go towards the back to grab his usual. He stops in front of the counter and looks at you with such determined eyes it catches you off guard. You’ve never seen this look before. What is he going to say? Did you do something wrong the last time you two saw one another?
“Would you like to go out on a date one day?” he suddenly asks, definitely catching you off guard this time.
It’s silent between the two of you for a moment before you reply, “What?”
He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, eyes looking at anything but you now. “Do you wanna go on a date?”
You open your mouth to respond, but your head is still processing his words. “You want to go on a date… with me?” You thought that your reply would be more of a statement rather than a question, but you can hear it as clear as day that you’re questioning his choice as if you’re the worst option out of the list.
Not the best thought, but in this moment, your thoughts went straight to the negative.
And it seems Seokjin is just as confused as you are because he frowns and says, “Why did you say it like that?”
You shrug in response. “It’s just... I never thought that someone like you would want to go on a date with me. We’re basically strangers and I’m sure there are a lot of other people who have similar interests as you, as well as know them.”
“I know you and I have different tastes, and we only see each other here, but I would like to take you out on a date and get to know you more,” he tells you, basically throwing your comment out the window. A statement that tells you that no matter the difference, there’s always a chance that opposites attract. “So, what do you say? Would you like to go out some time?” he finishes.
You’re silent for a moment, a debate going on in your head as to whether he’s serious or not. If you want to go on a date with him or not. Should you? Do you? You can’t deny that it’s a hard decision. On one hand, you can’t deny there’s a small attraction to him, and on the other hand, you don’t know him really well. At all, really, but almost everyone who dates doesn't know each other in the beginning. That’s the whole point in finding “the one”.
“Sure,” you finally answer, heat rising on your cheeks as he smiles brightly at you.
“Great,” he begins, “how about this Friday? I’ll pick you up at your dorm building?”
“Okay. Friday.”
“Seven?” he asks.
“Seven,” you confirm, giving him a single nod.
Seokjin doesn’t go to the back to grab his usual items. He simply waves and leaves the store. When you see him again, it’s three days later when he comes to pick you up for your date. You spent almost the whole day trying to find the perfect outfit. Eventually, after much debate, you choose a rose colored shirt and light blue jeans. Looks cute, but also looks casual so you’re not overdoing it in case he’s not looking for something too fancy.
Quickly slipping on your shoes, you grab your bag, phone and keys, and leave your dorm room, speed walking down the hall and towards the exit door. When you step outside, you’re immediately met with Seokjin.
He greets you with a smile, and butterflies erupt in your stomach. You’re honestly surprised by the feeling. You’ve never felt a feeling like this before with him. Maybe you just never noticed? It’s hard to not notice a fluttering feeling in your stomach, or your heart beating so fast that it worries you. But right now you’re going to ignore all these lingering questions because you just want to experience this date to its fullest. You honestly want to experience all the rumors you hear when it comes to going on a date with Seokjin.
There are tons of rumors: Seokjin is such a romantic. Seokjin is so polite and funny. Seokjin is such a sweet lover in bed—then there’s rumors about him being so rough and dominating in bed that those rumors are so hard to believe. He’s not that type of guy.
But you want to see everything the rumors say about him.
“You look amazing,” he says, sticking his arm out towards you.
You can’t stop the smile growing on your lips as you reply, “Thank you. You look amazing, too.” He’s wearing black pants with a white shirt tucked in, black derby shoes and a midnight blue coat that stops at the middle of his thigh. His light brown hair parting more at the side rather than the middle. He looks like a model.
He chuckles. “Thank you.” Looping your arm through his, he leads you towards the parking lot where his car is waiting. “I’m excited for our date,” he confesses, side eyeing you with what seems like a light blush crossing his cheeks.
You can’t help but shyly smile as you agree, “So am I.”
“First I’m taking you to this amazing place for dinner…”
The first date was absolutely amazing. It’s everything you could have imagined, and everything the rumors said about him. He’s such a gentleman and such a romantic, so when he asked you out for a second date, you agreed almost immediately. He laughed at how quick your answer was and you felt so embarrassed, but you had your second date and your third.
“You should tell your friends about our carwash,” Seokjin tells you as he places his usual chips and drink on the counter for you to scan.
“Tomorrow’s your last day right?” you ask him, taking the items and scanning it.
“Yup. We’ve been doing really well with raising money, but we’re trying to get as many people as we can to come by. We need as much money as we can for our philanthropy.”
You nod, handing back his items as he hands you the exact change. “I’ll let them know,” you tell him, opening the cash register to place the money inside.
“You can come by, too, if you want,” he begins, your eyes traveling up to him as you close the register, his eyes looking down at his items, “We have two types of treatments for your car. They'll do the fast, clean and dry way, but for you"—he looks over towards you, eyes dark and tempting—"I'll be doing the slow, dirty and wet treatment in the office.” You’re blushing immensely, heart racing at an alarming speed, and Seokjin only shrugs at your response. “After our last date, I can’t help but offer more than what we did that day.”
On your last date, a simple kiss led to more than that, but it never got to what he’s offering. However, you can’t deny that the kiss was very hot and heavy. When the two of you broke apart, you wanted more. You didn’t want to stop.
That was the crazy part for you. You wanted more.
“That was too soon,” he says, interrupting your thoughts. “Sorry about that—just ignore what I said. I’ll see you later, okay?” Tucking his drink under his armpit, Seokjin gives you a quick smile and leaves the store, never giving you a chance to answer him. You can’t help but sigh in relief because you’re not sure what answer you’d give him. So, you continue your day with a few questions lingering in the air.
A few more hours go by when you’re finally done for the day. You gather all your belongings, say goodbye to your coworker, and head towards your car. Checking the time on your phone, you conclude that you have an hour and a half to go to your dorm, do a quick change, and meet with your friends at The Aeries for some dinner and a drink or two.
So although you shouldn’t have, you sped home in order to take a quick shower and change and sped to the restaurant to make it in time. You made it to the restaurant with two minutes to spare. You won’t do anything like that again. Your car isn’t strong enough to be speeding the streets.
Entering the restaurant, you tell the host who you’re looking for and follow him towards the back of the restaurant where your friends are waiting. They greet you with smiles and hugs as you take a seat and place your bag next to you between you and your friend Nora in the booth.
“So, Y/N,” Nora begins, your attention on her, “are you two a couple yet?”
“What?”
“You and Seokjin. Are you a thing or what?” your friend Ella tells you with excitement in her tone.
“We just went on a few dates,” you tell them, feeling flustered with their eyes on you.
“Oh please. There’s no way you two aren’t a couple yet. He confesses he likes you and you obviously like him. What’s there to think about?” Cal tells you, his head shaking in disbelief at your answer.
“What makes you think I like him?” you ask. It’s only recently that you’re realizing that you’re reacting differently around him.
“Ever since you met him your eyes would light up at the sight of him. You smile so damn big—you’re like a love sick puppy,” Ella answers, leaning back in her seat, arms crossing over her chest.
“I do not,” you argue.
“You do,” they all say, pushing your argument down real quick.
“If you never noticed how much you’re into him, then you’re blind as hell.”
You want to argue back, but remain silent. For some reason, you feel like they’re right. Like your expression does change when he enters the store; it’s just you’re too blinded by him that you don’t even notice your demeanor changing. Giving up is the best option, so you change the subject and thankfully your friends don’t bring up your relationship with Seokjin.
The four of you exit the restaurant, chatting about what plans you have for the weekend when Seokjin’s words come back to mind. “Oh, right,” you begin, your friends stopping in their tracks as they look back towards you, “Seokjin’s frat is having their last carwash tomorrow. He’s hoping you guys go get your cars washed. The entire frat will be there, so you’ll be entertained while your car is being washed.”
“Oh, hell yeah I’ll be there,” Cal jests, a huge smile on his face as he claps his hands in glee. “Hot guys washing my car with nothing but some loose shorts? You should have told me about it earlier. I would have gotten my car dirty everyday if it meant I got to see that view.”
You all laugh at Cal’s comment. “I might go too, but you should go, Y/N. Seokjin will be there, and that means you’ll get to see him half naked.” Nora winks at you, and your friends laugh at most likely your shocked reaction.
“I don’t think I’m gonna go. My car isn’t even dirty, plus water leaks in when it gets washed,” you tell them. There’s no way you can take your car.
You’re here, and the line is long.
There are so many cars waiting to be washed it’s absolutely amazing how many people there are. There’s no way they haven’t reached their money goal yet—you can bet they made more than they need.
Pulling your phone out of your pocket you open the group message you share with your friends. You type away when you notice they’re not here yet.
[Monday, August 30th, 1:37pm] You: Where are you guys?
You hit send and wait for a response, eyes scanning the area once more just in case you passed over them and didn’t notice. As your eyes scan the crowd of guys washing cars, some girls sitting outside their cars to watch the guys wash their cars, and even some familiar faces. Mainly the original seven… well minus Seokjin. You don’t see him anywhere. But before you can look any further for him, your phone chimes.
[Monday, August 30th, 1:39pm] Cal: I got my car washed earlier. Haru asked me out on a date ;)
[Monday, August 30th, 1:40pm] Ella: I’m gonna be a few minutes late! Had to finish my essay
[Monday, August 30th, 1:40pm] Nora: Same!!
You give a quick understanding response before heading back to your car. You’ll just wait for them to get here so you can get your cars washed together. You don’t get close to your car when you hear Seokjin’s voice call out to you. Stopping in your tracks, you turn around to see him making his way over to you. He’s smiling at you, his hair pushed back by sweat and water. He’s wearing a loose gray tank top with a sunset in the middle, black swim trunks and sandals. His arms are toned, sweat or water slowly sliding down—glistening in the sunlight. Your heart is racing, your body getting warmer than the sun is already making it. This is bad.
“You made it,” he says when he’s within earshot. “It’ll be a while before we wash your car, so I hope you don’t mind waiting.” He raises his hand to scratch the back of his head, his arm flexing as he does so. “We’ll be as quick as we can—”
“That other option,” you interrupt, “is it still available?” You feel so embarrassed for saying that, but with the way he’s flexing his arms, the outfit, the sweat glistening! You can’t help yourself. You want to touch him, feel him—
“It is,” he tells you, voice low and husky. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a key. He hands it over to you and you take it in confusion. “If you keep going forward you’ll find an office. Wait for me there.”
A chill runs down your spine as you nod, heading towards the direction Seokjin told you. You pass the lines of cars and people, the little building in sight. As you get closer, a somewhat familiar face appears before you. It’s Taehyung.
“Y/N right?” You nod in response. Taehyung holds out his hand towards you. “I’m gonna need your car keys for when it’s your turn.”
“Oh. Right,” you mumble, handing him your keys. “The top side passenger side windshield needs to have a towel pressed against it on the inside otherwise water leaks through when washing the car,” you say.
“Got it. Upper right corner.” With that, Taehyung walks away and towards a car currently being dried.
You turn your attention back to the building and walk towards it. You put the key in the hole and turn it, the door unlocking. Opening the door you enter inside, the door closing behind you. The room is dusty with only a desk, chair and small lamp to the right while a rather big couch is to the left of the room. Across from you is a window but the black curtains are blocking the sun from entering the room.
You step further into the room unsure of where to be at, but before you can even decide whether to stand or sit, the door behind you opens, sun spilling into the room before disappearing as the door shuts close. You hear the door locking as you turn around and see Seokjin.
His entire demeanor has changed. He stands with confidence, a dominating aura surrounds him. Your body tingles with excitement and nervousness. He walks up to you, holding up a piece of fabric in his hand. “Turn around,” he says, and your body turns on its own. As if Seokjin’s words have magic to them, controlling you. He covers your eyes and ties a small knot at the back of your head. All you see now is darkness. “Hands behind your back.” Again, you do as told and you feel what you think is rope being wrapped around your wrists, tying your hands together.
He says nothing more and you wonder what he’s going to do next, but you take in a sharp breath when you feel his teeth against the skin of your neck. He licks the sensitive area, one hand collecting your hair. You can’t help but tilt your head back to give him more access. Not being able to see what he’s doing makes everything feel ten times better. Your sense of touch heightened.
After a few more seconds, he finally stops, letting your hair go only to grab on to your arm and slowly guide you somewhere. You take several, cautious steps before he spins you around, your back to him. You hear like a rustling sound but you can’t tell what it is. You moved to the left you believe, so you must be at the couch, and you’re right when you feel Seokjin’s hands on your hips, guiding you to sit basically at the edge of the couch, in between his legs.
He leans you back against his chest, spreading your legs as wide as you can. You can feel his hands travel up from your legs to the buttons of your shorts. He unbuttons and unzips your shorts but doesn’t push them down. Instead, his hand slips in your underwear and between your lips. You let out a sigh, resting your head against his shoulder. His fingers move up and down between your lips, rubbing small circles on your bud every now and then.
The build up is slow. He doesn’t work his fingers fast to get you closer, and it makes you feel impatient. You want to feel his fingers inside you—you want to feel him inside you. When his fingers rub against your bud again, a small moan escapes your mouth. Your body is finally enjoying the pleasure he’s giving, and you want more of it.
You spread your legs wider, trying to give him as much access as you possibly can, but your shorts make it hard for his hand to move freely. However, it doesn’t seem to bother him all that much. His diligent fingers work with ease in your restricted shorts, pinching your bean, rubbing it and spreading your lips for his finger to tease your entrance. You’re moaning more and more the closer you get to coming. You’re close and he knows it.
“Seokjin,” you cry, chest heaving, hips moving along his fingers.
But he stops. He removes his fingers from your core and gets to his feet, forcing you to do the same. “Turn around,” he commands, waiting for you to do so. You do as told and you feel his hands at your shirt, unbuttoning your blouse one button at a time. When your blouse is unbuttoned he asks, “Is this your favorite bra?”
“No,” you whisper.
You feel his fingers grab a hold of your strap before a cold object touches your skin and then there’s a pull. One strap is no longer there. You realize he used a knife to cut it. He cuts the second strap before you feel his hands at the clasps of your bra. He unclasps them and removes your bra completely from you. A little off into the distance you can hear it hit the floor. You hear another sound, this one closer; like air was pushed out of something. That can only mean Seokjin sat back down on the couch.
And you’re right when he tells you, “On your knees.” You slowly lower to your knees, your left knee bumping against his foot. “All right, baby. Open your mouth and come forward.” The word “baby” sends a tingle throughout your body. You lean your body forward a bit, your mouth opening waiting for something. Seokjin grabs your face by your chin, your heart racing as you feel something warm and hard brush against your lips. “Suck me dry, baby.”
You stick your tongue out, feeling the skin of his shaft. You don’t hesitate to take him fully in your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat. You hear him sigh as you bring your head back up, his tip the only thing in your mouth. Your head goes back down, your tongue swirling as you do so and you hear him groan. You continue your movements for a while, hearing him moan every time he’s fully inside your mouth. “Fuck baby, you take me so well.” He gathers your hair in his hand, holding it tightly as he pulls it back, stopping you from moving. “I can’t wait to fuck you,” he tells you, guiding you back down. He pushes your head further than what you did. Your nose touches his abdomen and you gag a bit as he keeps you there. “I want to hear you scream my name when I fuck you. I want to hear you beg me to go faster, harder.”
He pulls your head back up and you gasp for air. You take in as much air as possible before he’s pushing you back down. “Your mouth is so warm. I could fuck your mouth all day.” When he brings your head back up, he keeps you there and thrusts his hips. You’re gagging every time he hits the back of your throat, but you want more. Your body is tingling with excitement at the sounds you’re making. The sounds he’s making. You can’t help but rub your thighs together, wanting to feel some sort of friction between your legs. “Your tits bounce so nicely, baby girl.” You want to see him. You want to see his expression, the pleasure you’re giving him. “I need to fuck your tits, baby.” He pulls out of your mouth completely, letting your hair go as he does so.
You can hear him moving around before his hand takes a hold of your arm and lifts you to your feet. You let him guide your body to whatever position he wants. He lies you on the couch, your arms in a slightly uncomfortable position, but you don’t care. You want to hear his moans again. You feel a dip on one side of your body, right between you and the back cushion. Seokjin grabs your breasts, pushing them together before he places his penis between them. You hear him spit and you feel warmth fall on your inner left breast, sliding between his shaft and your breast.
He begins his thrusts, and they’re not slow. He’s thrusting between your boobs like he would if he were inside you. He’s fast and has a quick rhythm. You lower your chin close to your chest and open your mouth. Seokjin takes the hint and brings himself closer, his tip barely entering your mouth when he thrusts forward. He’s cursing loud and thrusting hard. You’re honestly hoping it’ll leave bruises between your breasts. A mark of this night. A mark of a day you want to experience everyday.
They were right. Seokjin is a dominant man. Anything he says, you must follow. There are no ifs, ands or buts with him, and you absolutely love it. However hard he is with you know, you hope the next time he’s even harder with you. You want a few bruises on your body from his touch. You want red markings on your ass cheeks from him slapping it. You want to tell him all these things, but is it too early? Will he not be into that kind of roughness?
“Fuck. Open your mouth wide, I want you to taste and swallow me,” he grunts, giving you only a few seconds to open your mouth big enough for him to enter. He deep throats you hard, the sound of his hand gripping the leather armrest invades your right ear. He moans loudly, no rhythm to his thrusts as tears prick your eyes. Your legs are rubbing together faster, wanting to feel more pleasure as he goes rigid and still. You feel his warm seed run along your tongue, building up in your mouth as he pulls out. “Open your mouth and show me, baby. Fuck you did so well.” He pinches your nipple. “Swallow.”
You swallow, whimpering as he pinches both your nipples, his mouth against your neck once again. He bits and licks as his hands fondle your breasts. You feel his mouth lower to your boobs, taking your left breast into his mouth while the other continues to be played with. His free hand is between your legs, spreading them wide for him. He runs his fingers up and down your lips, coating them, riling you up. Finally, he inserts two digits inside you.
“Seokjin,” you moan, feeling him push and pull his fingers inside you. Every now and then he’ll twist or curve his fingers when he pushes, and you moan louder with each twist or curl. “Please,” you beg.
Seokjin removes his mouth from your sensitive nipple. “Please what?” He curls his digits as he enters. “Tell me what you want, baby girl.”
“P-please go faster. Please.”
He chuckles. “You want me to go faster?” You nod vigorously. “Okay, love. I’ll let you come on my fingers. Make sure you come hard though, or we’ll go for round two.” When he pulls out, he pushes in faster and rougher. You choke on air as he keeps this rough pace. He doesn’t stop, he doesn’t slow down. You’re screaming as he thrusts his fingers in you. Your back arches, toes curl as your high gets closer. Seokjin notices how close you are and he uses his other hand to rub your clit, helping you reach nirvana faster. And you do. Your body shakes forcefully as you come.
As your body calms, he pulls his finger out from you. Your body flinches as he does so. “That wasn’t hard enough, Y/N. I told you to come hard for me.” You feel all his weight lean back onto his knees. “You better come hard for me this time or we’ll go another round.” You honestly didn’t know what he meant by that statement until you feel the tip of his shaft push in your entrance. You gasp and moan as he pushes himself inside you. “Oh, fuck you’re tight.” He’s hard already? How can he be hard that fast?
Seokjin doesn’t hesitate to slam back into you when he pulls out. He isn’t slow or soft as he fucks you. He is quick and rough, skin slapping and loud moans fill the room immediately. His hand is on your throat, holding it tight enough to make you go crazy.
“Fuck you feel so good. I’ve been wanting to fuck you for so long, baby. Your curves and ass made it so hard not to fuck you when we first met. You don’t know how many times I’ve dreamt of fucking you in the back at the store. Taking you and having you beg me to fuck you hard. To take that chance in getting caught by customers or your boss. Fuck you feel so good. I could fuck you all day, baby. I want to fuck you all day. Right here in this room. I want to be the reason you can’t walk straight. To be the reason your body is aching. Fuck.”
He pulls out, pulling you up and onto your knees. He enters himself back in again from behind, one hand holding on to your waist while the other grips on your neck and pulls your head back with his lips pressed against your ear. He continues his hard fucking. You’re yelling at this point, feeling him hit your spot every time. You’ve already had small orgasms, your body unable to keep up with him as he continues to fuck you.
“Let me fuck you all day. You can come to my place and let me fuck you senseless. I want to go dry in you. Can I fuck you like that? Hmm baby? Let me fuck you like that,” he moans in your ear, making you go crazy.
“Yes,” you cry. “Please fuck me like that.”
“Oh, I will. I’ll have you begging for more each time I make you come. I need to see you—you better come hard or we’ll go again.” Much to your dismay, he pulls out and turns you back around, back to your original position. He pulls your blindfold down and you blink to clear your vision. When you do, you see him so clearly. He’s sweating. Drenched in sweat, and looking so amazing. His body is toned and glistening in sweat.
He pushes himself back inside you fast, keeping that pace. You cry out, back arching as he slams into you. “Oh fuck, baby I’m close. You’re so tight,” he grunts, spreading your legs wider for him.
“I’m coming,” you choke, stars invading your vision.
“Come for me,” he says, one hand going back down to our clit and making small, fast movements against it. You scream his name as you come, and as you look at him, you realize he made you squirt. You come hard, your juices hitting against his skin. “There you go baby—fuck,” he moans, his thrusts no longer in a rhythm as you feel his seed enter you. He stills for a moment, the two of you breathing heavily before he pulls out, your body flinching.
There’s a knock at the door. Both of you look towards it and Seokjin speaks up, “Looks like your car is ready for you.” You look to him and he looks down at you. “The frat is having a party tonight if you want to come.” He scans your body. “I could go for round three tonight.”
You go to the party that night, wearing a long sleeved shirt because the rope left its marking on your wrists. And that night you had round three. This time he was a lot more rougher with you. He left his markings on plenty of spots on your body, but you’re not complaining.
Quite possibly one of the most wonderful things I have read in a while. @bonvoyagenoona this is just beautiful.
Soft & Sad & Happy & Something Else | KSJ
Genre: Songfic based on Breathless by Shayne Ward
Pairings: Jin x Reader
Rating: 18+ / Mature / Explicit
Themes & Content Warnings: Fluff, smut, comfort, strangers to lovers, slow-ish burn, oral, vaginal, fingering
Word Count: 4.6k
Author’s Note: For @skyys-universe‘s ask! I haven’t published a songfic before. Loved the imagery and the feels. I really hope you like it, and that it elicits the feels you wanted! 💜
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Kim Seokjin is soft.
You guess based on the way he’s smiling so warmly at you from across the table. He started at work a month ago, and though you’ve been assigned to show him the ropes, you still barely know him. First dates aren’t your forte, you whined, but as your sister smoothed the wrinkle on the back of your gorgeous new dress and gave you a kiss on the cheek for luck, she reminded you that first dates weren’t really anyone’s forte.
Sighing, you rest your chin in your hand, elbow on the table, fingers pressing lightly onto your cheek, as if trying to reach her. As if trying to activate the beacon. A signal for help.
The reason you need help is because Kim Seokjin’s warm smile hits like gasoline on the kindling in your chest.
It’s actually Kim Seokjin who needs the help. His smile is so warm because over the course of twenty-eight days, twelve hours, a goat cheese salad, prime rib, and a shared chocolate cake, the candle that he lit in worship of you has turned into a torch that he will carry for you.
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— kim seokjin
— kim seokjin
Their reaction to you being a little.
Jin would come home from work, ready to shower and be with you. he'd be a little surprised when he'd walk in your guys! bedroom and you'd be cuddled up in bed. multiple stuffies held in your arms with a thumb in your mouth. his heart jumped at the sight. "my little baby" he'd quickly shower and then come back, laying in bed next to you. he'd rub your his hand through your hair softly, humming soft lullabies as your eyes fluttered in your sleep, he would have to admit to you tomorrow that seeing you in little space was the cutest thing he'd ever come across.
Namjoon would come home early from work one day, surprising both you and him. he was more surprised than you however because he had walked in on you in your guys' bedroom, a pink sippy cup in your hands as spongebob played on tv. he couldn't deny the jumping his heart did at the sight. you were so adorable, you rubbed your eyes softly, embarrassed. "namjoonie-" he'd cut you off, setting his bag by the door before walking forward towards you, "are you sleepy babydoll? do you want daddy to take a nap with you?" you'd be shocked at his words, unaware that he knew what little space was and knew exactly what to do from now on.
Major daddy material right here. hoseok would find out you were a little by finding you in the store aisle, buying new stuffies, you'd be embarrassed not knowing how to address the situation. thinking he'd freak out, you'd lie, "these are for my sisters baby, i-" he'd cut you off, he'd be confused but understanding. "baby, if you want one i'll get it for you. fuck. I'll buy you as many as you want, just say when." you scowled at his language but nodded eagerly, the night would end with the both of you cuddled up in bed. tons of stuffies, a disney movie playing and a big long talk about little space.
Jimin would be frustrated coming home from work, slamming the door. you'd hear him, not having enough time to take off the cute polka dot onesie you'd recently bought. he'd come in, thinking you wanted to get kinky when in reality, you had just as much of a stressful day as he had. "baby are you-" you'd begin crying and he'd instantly feel bad, walking up to you and wiping away the tears, he'd place a soft kiss on your tear stained cheek, his fingers guiding underneath your chin so you could look up to him. "talk to me angel, what's on your mind?" and for once, instead of holding in your feelings, you'd break down and explain everything to him which he happily obliged to be your caretaker, calling you silly for hiding it from him.
Yoongi would be in full daddy mode at all times. he'd walk in on you in front of your mirror, putting pigtails in your hair while he was supposed to be gone. he'd admire you for a second, looking over at his beautiful babygirl (babyboy) and thinking of how he was ever able to become so lucky. when you'd catch him staring you'd freeze up, not knowing what to say. "sorry, i couldn't help but stare. you look so adorable when you're caught up in your own little world." he'd close the door behind him as he'd walk over to you, placing you on his lap. "go ahead, continue. i wanna watch doll." the fact that he had been so understanding and supportive made you tear up a bit.
Tae would find out you were a little when you'd come home from work early, stressed out and practically falling asleep in your car. he'd come out, seeing you curled up in the driver seat, a thumb in your mouth. you couldn't wait to get inside but you were also extremely tired. walking could wait. he'd be worried, opening the door and carrying you inside. you sucking on your thumb was the cutest thing he'd ever seen, his heart warming at the side. he smiled, his eyes crinkling as he placed you in your guys' bed. when he'd shut the light off and turn to leave, you'd whine softly. "daddy." he'd turn around and you'd be holding your arms out, wanting nothing more than for him to come and hold you. explaining could wait.
Jungkook would smile when he'd come home, seeing you having a pretend tea party with your stuffies. he'd come in, shutting the door behind him. you'd be embarrassed and shocked, instantly freezing up. "i- i-" he'd smile, cutting you off. "can i join this tea party? you know i love tea." he'd tease you, bopping your nose softly. you'd smile, nodding your head as you bit your bottom lip. he'd notice you were still a tad bit nervous as you picked at your nails. "babydoll?" he'd call you and you'd look up over at him, "come over here and sit on my lap, tell me how your day was my sweet baby." you'd feel warm and welcome, you knew he couldn't know much about little space but that was all about to change.
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Summary | Ever since the day he walked through the front door of your cafe hand in hand with his sweet daughter on one gloomy afternoon in the middle of winter, he had captured your heart without him even knowing it. All the time, you had chosen to stay on the sidelines, watching him mend his broken heart in silence while he teaches his own daughter that it was okay to be a kid despite the pain that they shared. You know you shouldn’t be so infatuated with him or let this feeling go any deeper. Because nothing could prepare you when you are forced to watch him move on, completely unaware that he is about to be breaking your heart into pieces.
➬ Subtitle | The long road home to you
➬ Pairings | Kim Seokjin x reader
➬ Genre | Single Father!Jin, Cafe Owner!reader, Unrequited Love!au, Angst, Future Smut
➬ Ratings | PG-13, +18 / M for Mature; appropriate warnings will be applied on each chapter whenever necessary.
➥ Cross post | AO3 | Inkitt (coming soon!)
➥ Author’s Note | Originally commissioned by @rm4lyf ; I have decided to release this one as a drabble series to present the timeline more appropriately and make the storyline work.
➥ Status/Total word count | COMPLETED / 51,010 words
➬ Chapters
⇢ chapter i. chance encounter
⇢ chapter ii. array
⇢ chapter iii. autumn leaves
⇢ chapter iv. mortals
⇢ chapter v. vivacious
⇢ chapter vi. dying embers
⇢ chapter vii. drowning-1
⇢ chapter viii. drowning-2
⇢ chapter ix. sweet melody-1
⇢ chapter x. sweet melody-2
⇢ chapter xi. coming home-1
⇢ chapter xii. coming home-2
➥ Reference Image | Cafe Setting | Story Mood
➥ Music Companion (link to playlist) | The LOFT - Glass Walls // Katie - Thinking Bout You // JERO - With you // Code Kunst - O (feat. Lee Hi) // Dxvn. - Drowning // Ja¥en x District - dying ember // Angelicca - Your Only One // GATS & Oh Genius - Lost In You // Adrian Daniel - Nobody
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Kidnapper: *holding seokjin as hostage * Give us $10, 000 and we'll give him back.
Seokjin: *offended* You think I'm only worth $10, 000??!?
Kidnapper:wha-
Seokjin: *snatches the phone from the kidnapper's hand* Make that $1B!
Yoongi: HYUNG SHUT THE FUCK UP!
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「 OT7 」
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「 Kim Namjoon 」
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「 Kim Seokjin 」
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「 Min Yoongi 」
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「 Jung Hoseok 」
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「 Park Jimin 」
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「 Kim Taehyung 」
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「 Jeon Jungkook 」
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Sturmfrei - Carat's Cloud Secret Santa Special
sturmfrei (german, adj.) - the freedom of not being watched by a parent or superior; being alone at a place and having the ability to do what you want
pairing: seokjin x gn!reader
genre: fluff, established relationship
content warning: y/n being a nervous wreck in the beginning
word count: 891
playlist:
home alone - day6 (even of day) strawberries & cigarettes - troye sivan dancing queen - abba shine - pentagon love in my pocket - rich brian
a/n: hi sammie (@wonwooslibrary)! i’m happy to announce that i am your secret santa this year. hope you like the gift and thanks for being such a great friend!
Needless to say, you were excited to spend Christmas together with Seokjin and his family for the first time. However, as the days went by and the holiday drew closer, you became more and more anxious. Sure, you knew that Seokjin's relatives are lovely people, given that they managed to raise a man as fine as your beloved, but you couldn't help having some concerns.
"What if they don't like me? What if they don't like my cooking? Or worse… what if they think I'm not good enough for him?" you kept repeating to yourself, pacing around the living room frantically.
At that point, you still hadn't noticed Seokjin staring at you from across the room, having returned from running some errands.
"What in the world are you talking about?" he chuckled as he started walking up to you. Hearing his voice all of a sudden made you jump.
"They already love you! Probably even more than me." he said as he started to pout teasingly.
"How long have you been standing there?"
"Long enough to tell you that everything is going to be alright… aaaand that you're overreacting."
Seokjin then pulled you into his embrace and neither of you wanted to let go.
A week has passed since then and it is now was now the first day of Christmas. Which also happens to be the day when the two of you are supposed to drive down to Seokjin's home town. After what your boyfriend said to you that night in the living room, you felt way more confident and prepared whenever Seokjin made an effort to ask you about how you were doing. He was skeptical at first, but deep down knew that if something were to make you uncomfortable, you'd tell him.
You finally have arrived at the doorstep of your partner's childhood home. You were about to ring the doorbell when Seokjin grabbed your hand to stop you and said:
"I know you're not as worried as you were that night, but I still wanted to tell you this one thing. Everyone is going to love you just as much as I do. I promise".
You wanted to retort his words, but all you did was nod silently. Finally, you rang the doorbell and before you was Seokjin's mother, who squeezed you in a hug so tight as if she hadn't seen you in ages, completely disregarding the casserole that was about to fall out of your hands. Everything was going to be alright.
When you went into the house you were completely starstruck. The decorations looked like that from a home straight out of a Hallmark movie. You could hear pots clattering from the kitchen and children laughing from the living room, eager to open their presents. Your boyfriend chuckled, "Not so bad now, is it?".
"Not sure. Currently calculating the probability of your aunties interrogating us about getting married and having kids", you replied. Hearing your statement, Seokjin couldn't help but playfully hit you with his elbow and snorted quietly.
During the dinner, everything went smoothly. Seokjin's nieces and nephews didn't want to stop playing with you and you were praised for your cooking. You managed to wiggle out of the aunties' ever-so-slightly uncomfortable questions with your boyfriend's help. You then realised you really were worrying about nothing and allowed yourself to relax. Though you can't deny that it was still exhausting. After all, being smothered with so much love and affection can turn out to be a bit too much.
It was already really late in the night. You and Seokjin stayed behind while his family went out to take part in the Mass.
You went to bed expecting to fall asleep right then and there, but your loving boyfriend had other plans. Suddenly, a bright light shone in your eyes. You hissed in response. "What are you doing, love?" All you got for an answer was a pillow in the face. Seokjin went up to the old stereo in the corner of the room and started blasting the loudest music known to man. You stared at him in disbelief.
"C'MON, DON'T BE SUCH A PARTY POOPER" he smirked, shouting over the music.
"Oh it's on, pretty boy. It. Is. On." your eyes filled with determination.
You somehow woke up at 3am, spooning with Seokjin. You don't remember going to sleep, let alone cuddling with your boyfriend. All you can remember was the very intense pillow fight, maybe even a pillow war. You smiled. You felt like a kid again. No one was watching you. All your worries melted away at that moment. The one to thank for all that was right there in your arms.
It was already the next day. As you were about to finish bidding your goodbyes, Seokjin's mum came up to you and whispered in your ear.
"Next year I'm expecting to see a new pillow set under the tree. I don't think I've ever seen so much pillow filling lying around like that in my life." she snickered.
"You got it." you winked and hugged her goodbye. You and Seokjin got into the car and set off on a journey back to your shared home.
"We should do stuff like this more often."
"Anything for you, my love" he smiled, kissing your knuckles, eyes still on the road.
✧˚₊‧𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 - 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐞𝐧 ✧˚₊‧ 𝘽𝙖𝙗𝙮, 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝘾𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙊𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚… || 𝙆𝙞𝙢 𝙎𝙚𝙤𝙠𝙟𝙞𝙣 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚝… Pairing: Seokjin x reader Word count: 6.6K Warnings: Smut. Cunnilingus, worshipping, riding, grinding, multiple orgasms.
Song: Baby, It’s Cold Outside by Tom Jones and Cerys Matthews ✧˚₊‧
“Wow,” Seokjin breathed as he opened the door to his apartment to you. You were stood in a stunning off the shoulder, red velvet dress, hugging your figure with a slit up the side of your right leg. Of course, it was far too cold to wear just that outside in the December chill, but a white faux fur coat had kept you snug on your way over.
Your red strappy heels had not, but you still wore them, perfect for the classy outfit you had adorned for your fifth date with Jin.
Yes, fifth date. It had been a couple of weeks since the first; dinner at a fancy restaurant. A couple of dinners here and there, and an evening at your apartment too; but you felt the need to dress up each time, for a man such as Seokjin.
He did too, always in slacks and a nice shirt or a suit of some kind; you looked like a power couple when you were out together, like you owned half of Seoul. But you only had a humble little job in a department store.
Tonight, he’d dressed much the same; black dress trousers with a maroon shirt tucked neatly into his trousers, a nice leather belt holding them up. He’d rolled the sleeves up to his elbows, top two buttons undone; if this was Jin on an off day, you were the luckiest damn woman on the planet.
He’d pushed his hair back tonight, forehead exposed, and he was wearing rounded glasses, needing them to be able to read the recipes and measurements for the meal he was preparing for both of you.
“Do you always dress like this, then?” he chuckled, surprised that you’d put in the same amount of effort for a night in with him than you would if you’d gone to another fancy restaurant.
“Only for you,” you flirted, smirking a little.
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So cute!
everything i brew, i brew it for you
⤷ 1.2k follower event request: Familiar!Seokjin x Witch!Reader + “I should’ve told you back then, but I didn’t want you to leave.” + Fluff/Angst ⤷ @softescapism said: seokjin x reader or OT7 x reader + prompt C8 + witch/familiar, fluff, sfw (hi! could you write a drabble/scenario/short fic for the follower event based on this, please? 💓) ⤷ word count: 2.1k ⤷ a/n: this is a little angsty in the beginning, but the ending is all fluff! i hope you like it!!
“There you are!” You grumble, snatching up a vial from the back of your cabinet. The little thing is covered with dust, the label yellowed with age and barely clinging on to the glass. But even then, there’s no mistaking the content. The shimmering pink powder inside makes you stomach flip uneasily, but you know it has to be done. You uncap the bottle before you can talk yourself out of it, carefully sprinkling the powder counter-clockwise into the boiling concoction in your pot. You can’t help but frown as it slowly turns from clear to bright pink, the stark colour mocking you as you throw in a pair of four leaf clovers with a little more force than necessary. The kitchen is quiet aside from the bubbling brew and the rhythmic tapping of your impatient fingers against the counter, your eyes resting nervously on the dark garden outside your window. You promised Seokjin years ago that you would never make this particular potion again, but you’ve run out of options.
You love being a potions witch, but truth be told, it’s probably the worst financial decision you could have made. All witches have to choose their niche the day they turn eighteen, and you, driven by the long list of potions witches in your ancestry, wanted to follow in their footsteps. What you didn’t account for however, is just how drastically the times have changed. Larger covens have started selling their potions online, making them in big batches to cut down on the cost and shipping them all across the country. There’s no longer a need for a town to have their own potions witch, not when you can get them delivered to your doorstep for a cheaper price. The mass produced potions are definitely not as potent as a singularly brewed ones, but it seems people care more about price than efficiency these days. Well, at least most people don’t care. And considering business has been dwindling so alarmingly fast over the last four months that you’re barely scraping by, there’s not a chance that you can lower your prices anymore than you already have.
You shake your head, trying your best to ignore the tendrils of guilt wrapping around your chest. As long as your familiar doesn’t find out about this order, there will be nothing for him to worry about. That’s why you’re hunkered over the stove in the first place; desperately hoping that it will be done in time before he comes home. Tonight is Seokjin’s monthly familiar night with Hoseok and Namjoon, and the only window of alone time you have to make something like this. You murmur a quick incantation under your breath as you give the potion one last stir, watching as the pink brew slowly darkens to red. The sickly sweet smell that whiffs up from the cauldron almost makes you gag, but at least it tells you that the potion is almost complete.
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Bookmarking for later! I love finding rec. lists so I could just go down the line. And since I’ve been in a sorta seokjin mood (after watching the RunJin’s) lately this is perfect!
Seokjin fic recs 2023
In honor of Seokjin’s birthday, I want to share my favorite fanfictions that I’ve read this year. Although I did not read as many as I wanted to, the list will be short. But! I’ve leave my ‘to read’ list at the bottom to make up for it 💜I want to thank each and every writer on this list for creating such wonderful stories and art - you are truly amazing ✨ All the fics on this list hold a dear place in my heart 🥹
❗Most of these fics are smutty as hell or contains dark themes, so minors dni.❗
If you read anything on this list and you like it, please leave a comment to the writer or reblog the original fic’s post 💜And if you want more fic recs you can follow me to stay updated 🙂
BTS fic rec index → May | Jun | Jul | Aug | Sep (jjk)(knj) | Oct (pjm) | Nov (*) | Dec (💜)(kth) |
Emoji meaning → angst = 🌩️, smut = 🥵, fluff = 🥰, comedy = 😂, yandere = 😈, thriller/dark = 👻.
⭐Knocked by @sailoryooons [10.6K] // ksj x f.reader // roommates to lovers // 🥵😂
📝 Living with people is difficult, but all things considered, your new roommate isn’t terrible. He cooks, he cleans, and if you had to be honest - incredibly attractive. But his habit of streaming until the early hours of the morning while yelling and making other questionable noises has pushed you to the limit. You’ve finally decided to risk your sanity and put it all on the line with a reckless bet in hopes of getting some peace and quiet at night.
🗨️ This was so hilarious, and the build up and pay-off was really good 👏
⭐Sleepover by @peachypinkygloss [7.3K] // ksj x f.reader x pjm // bestfriends!au, threesome // 🥵
📝 You spend a night with your two best friends at their dorm room. You should have known that they wanted to do more than just watching movies.
🗨️ Omg this was so good, the smut 😘🥵
⭐I Don’t Think I’m Okay by @ressjeon [4K] // ksj x f.reader // slice of life, idiots to lovers!au, childhood friends!au // 🥵🥰🌩️
📝 With many chances wasted, you couldn’t even resist anymore.
🗨️ A cute little Seokjin fic 🥰
⭐The IKEA Test by @yoon-bug [9.1K] // ksj x f.reader // established relationship // 🥵🥰😂
📝 One review on IKEA’s website called the BRIMNES bed frame the leading cause of divorce due to its difficult assembly. You and Seokjin had laughed when you read it. Now, you weren’t so sure.
🗨️ Their banter and all the sexual innuendos are damn hilarious! I thoroughly enjoyed this very much 💜
I’m really sad that I didn’t get to read more Seokjin fics 😭 I have a lot on my ‘to read’ list, so I’ll share some that I’m really excited to read when i have more time (and I know they’ll be great because they are written by amazing people!) ✨
‘To read’ list ⬇️
Fast Lane by @yminie [20.6K]
Cherry Topper by @kth1 [17.6K]
Final Sleigh by @floralseokjin [23.3K]
Stuck with you by @taleasnewastime [29.6K]
Small Tuna Fish by @floralseokjin [17.1K]
Off Limits by @floralseokjin [series; completed]
Raspberry truffles by @gukyi [5K]
Christmas Warfare by @gimmethatagustd [14.5K]
9 Months to Fall in Love by @floralseokjin [series; completed]
Redamancy by @jeonggukingdom [7.1K]
Sunday by @here2bbtstrash [5K]
Serve Me by @chateautae [16K]
Meet Me at the Bar by @eoieopda [7.5K]
Internal Conflicts by @yoongiofmine [series; completed]
Forever by @oddinary4bts [25.2K]
Thank you, Daddy by @ktheist [19K]
The Devil Wears Armani by @floralseokjin [series; completed]
Glazed & Dazed by @floralseokjin [30.3K]
Wet & Wild by @jamaisjoons [10K]
Warm this Winter by @jamaisjoons [51.6K]
Peach Parfait by @jamaisjoons [series; completed]
Borderlines by @jamaisjoons [series; ongoing]
All I Don’t Want for Christmas is You! by @minisugakoobies [23.7K]
Cupid’s on Holiday by @persphonesorchid [17K]
Don’t Go Baking my Heart by @candlewaxandp0lar0ids [14.7K]
Platonic by @joheunsaram [series; completed??]
Last November by @kithtaehyung [24.7K]
Sit. Stay. by @daechwitatamic [14K]
Turn Back Time by @raplinesmoon [13.3K]
Made-up Love Song by @floralseokjin [series; completed]
Lost and Found by @taleasnewastime [21.2K]
I’m so sorry that I didn’t get to read more! 😭 Life happened, and yeah. But all of these wonderful fics on my list sound so incredibly good and I really look forward to reading them and give them a lovely review 💜
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SEOKJIN!!! 💜 🥳 🎂
omg I loved this! Can’t wait to see what happens next!
Can you please do a rich seokjin x reader wherein he grovels for oc 🙏😭 Like he did not defend oc when his parents were being mean to her and even defended them something like that hahaha I live for angst fics so much ❤️❤️❤️❤️ (Thank you in advance btw! I really really enjoy your fics!)
hii thanks! love it when requests are specific!! please send in more of these :D
'm dividing this into two parts because it's too long for me to call it a drabble
please, please, please [1/2] (ksj)
pairing: seokjin x reader
genre: sugar daddy turned boyfriend!seokjin x middle-class, unemployed!reader ALSO dilf!seokjin. angst, fluff, and barely-there smut (in the next part) yet again because i'm taking tiny baby steps towards the big girl stuff.
warnings: there's an ex-wife, unkind parents, and typical rich people behaviour: take that as you may!
The evening had started on a high note.
The birds were chirping, the breeze was gentle. Yada yada. You centred yourself with your boyfriend's son, Sehun's, giggles, to distract slash calm yourself. At the same time, Seokjin's entire family and friends (and you) gathered under the warm glow of temporary lamps installed specifically for the occasion in his backyard.
Admittedly, it's borderline disrespectful to call it a backyard when it was easily over an acre of lush grassland, adorned with flower fields, and a horse farm. With champagne-equipped golf carts, decorated with wisterias and vines, used to transport the party goers from one place to another, and well-dressed staff to guide everyone. And you kept seeing the fairest doves. You wonder if that was natural or of they were introduced to the area for the party.
You knew your boyfriend slash sugar daddy was rich, but you had no idea just how rich.
As the evening progressed, the mood, specifically yours, began to shift---bit by bit, for the worse. Your once nervous yet lively aura had grown strained.
It was such a shit-show.
Starting with Seokjin's parents who couldn't pretend to be nice for the life of them, or was that intentional? Perhaps to scare you off or something. Because it worked.
They were distant, awkward, and nothing like Seokjin had described them to be. You were under the impression that you'd be meeting your second family, an extension of your own.
Boy, were you mistaken.
You were met with so much... inhospitality and indifference.
It was so bad you had to walk away from your table a few times just to stop your tears from falling and ruining your makeup.
They kept talking about Sehun's mother and Seokjin's perfect ex-wife, as if you weren't sitting right across them. Speaking of their relationship in present tense--- 'Oh, you're so beautiful together.' 'The perfect family.' 'She's the best daughter-in-law anyone could ask for.'
All the while, you're the one with a promise ring on your finger.
Seokjin, obviously, interrupted them everytime. But even he eventually tired himself out too.
Every time you attempted to make conversation with the pair, you were met with blank stares.
You couldn't even escape them because Sehun was off with his caretaker, being his 6 year old self, uncaring of where he is. You had nobody to go to except the man you were already seated next to.
"Seokjin," his mother began, "When you mentioned planning a soirée, I assumed you were getting back with Yewon."
His father added, "Your mother and I were so happy."
Were.
Seokjin exchanged an uneasy look with you.
You expected him to defend you. Maybe just give them a little scolding. Or a simple yet stern 'be normal.'
But instead, he just scoffs and laughs.
That was it.
Shakily sighing, you excused yourself for the seventh time that night to lick your wounds in privacy.
This time, when you didn't return after ten minutes, Seokjin comes looking for you, immediately finding you stood near his favourite Magnolia tree.
You looked like you were in deep thought and a little tipsy. And you were thinking up a storm. How was this going to play out? Would you be made to break up with each other? Would Seokjin leave you?
He paused to your right, "_____, I know this isn't enough but I really am sorry. I had no idea they'd react this way."
Defeated, you whisper, "I don't even know how to act. I mean... it doesn't matter because it's not like they'd even notice."
You add, "And you're right. It's not enough." Angry, you rapidly turn to face him, "You keep letting them treat me like I'm invisible. And they keep talking about Yewon and your, oh, so perfect marriage as if she didn't cheat on you. I mean, you technically cheated on each other later anyway, right?"
Seokjin's expression darkened. He tilted his head in disbelief, "_____. I can't believe you'd bring that up."
"Is that why they don't like me? Because they know I'm your mistress?"
Seokjin's scowl deepens, "Don't talk about yourself like that, _____."
Oh!
Mockingly raising your brow at him, you laugh, "Oh, but it's okay for mommy and daddy to talk about me 'like that'?" You make air quotations at 'like that.'
"Of course, it isn't! But, that's just how they are. They're horrible people, _____." He exasperates, "And I know there's no changing their mind. So do yourself a favour and just... don't bother about what they think or say. It's not important." He's breathing heavy when he finishes.
You painstakingly digest each of his words.
Now, there are two possible meanings of his advice.
Don't worry about mommy and daddy because you and I are the only ones who matter!
OR
Don't worry about mommy and daddy because you're disposable anyway!
But, you're not sober enough to decide yet.
Seokjin caresses your naked, cold, arm with a warm hand. His fingers travel up to your décolletage, grazing against it, then further upwards to gently fix the diamond necklace he bought you on your last birthday.
He then takes his blazer off to drape it over your shivering shoulders.
Seokjin looks at you, carefully choosing his tone to reflect his state of mind: apologetic, "I promise we can leave after Yewon gets here. My parents invited her too. And, she'll be taking Sehun to her place today."
You wait for him to continue because you know there's more.
"We'll greet her. Cordially. Bid goodbye immediately after. And see Sehun once before we head to your place. Is that... Would you be okay with that?"
The fact that Seokjin, as the host, was going to leave his own party for you makes you feel guilty. But you knew you would not be able to deal with Seokjin's relatives any longer.
So you nod once, "Ok."
He links your arms together and walks you back to the main event where they serve the good stuff. Yay for you!
*
"Seokie! You look great. _____, you too! Your hair looks amazing." Yewon grins at you.
"Thank you, Yewon. You look beautiful as well." Seokjin answers for the two of you as you drunkenly smile at her.
(Two) hours had passed since Seokjin promised you you could leave after Yewon arrived. Which meant you had two too many hours to down the seemingly bottomless Champagne flutes.
Yewon observes you with concern and raises a brow at your boyfriend. Seokjin simply nodded in response, with his arm still wrapped around you, supporting your weight.
Not oblivious to the silent conversation going on in front of you, you nuzzle your face directly into his chest.
Yewon is lovely. She's the best ex-wife any girlfriend could've asked for. Respectful, friendly even, and... normal.
Still, you've always been jealous of their relationship.
They still had chemistry, and were great co-parents.
There was nothing stopping Seokjin from going back to her. Well, there's you, but had you not been in his life, you wonder if they'd have gotten back together.
"There you are! Kim Yewon, my favourite daughter." Holding Yewon by her waist, Seokjin's mother feigns anger, "Now, why did it take you so long to get here?"
Was she 12? You hate her. So much. All you want is for Seokjin to make her... stop.
"In all honesty, I overslept." Yewon smiles, embarrassed.
Mrs. Kim sighs dramatically, "Well, you are a doctor. You deserve to rest. You work too hard."
"Ah, yes... Maybe... Why don't we go find Sehun? _____ and Seokjin are leaving soon." Yewon is evidently aware of how his family is reacting to you, and wants to minimize all of her interactions and words exchanged with the Kims.
At that Mrs. Kim looks at her son bewildered, "You're going to leave your own party? That's just rude."
THAT'S rude?
"I'm sorry, mom. We," Seokjin raises your clasped hands up, "have important plans."
"Well... What could be more important than family? You're just going to leave your son and his mother to fend for themselves?"
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>:(
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Hm.
Now... what happens in the next few minutes, you blame slash credit the alcohol.
You don't understand why he had to lie because you certainly had no issue with telling the real reason you were leaving.
"That's right, Mrs. Kim, Seokjin chose me. We don't have," you make air quotes when you say this, "important plans, we, my boyfriend and I, we, just want to get as far away from you as possible because you have a chip up your ass and you walk around with a stick on your shoulder."
Seokjin and Yewon froze.
"And Seokjin hates you." You spat. "He hates you so much he planned a gigantic party just so he wouldn't have to spend more than a few minutes with you at once."
You want to stop but your mouth works faster than your brain.
"Seokjin hates you so much he always needs other people around you to cut the tension."
At this point you were word vomiting.
"He hates you so much he keeps himself busy with work. And when he's not at work, he's with me. And my family," - "_____, stop talking," Seokjin sternly scolds.
But you don't hear him, "- because he loves me. And Sehun, and he loves my mother because she isn't a narcissistic bitch who treats her son like-" You stop.
Seokjin squeezes your hand as if he were begging you to shut the fuck up as Mrs. Kim stares at you in contempt; her face red, nose flared, jaw, and fists clenched.
But you don't budge, "His marriage is over. Understand that. It's like you don't even care about what he's been through."
"_____, please."
Seokjin's request has fallen to deaf ears once again.
You continue, "All you do is criticize his choices and decisions. You don't even care that Yewon cheated on your son because you're just as up her ass as you are up your own."
At that, Seokjin instantly drags you away from the two women. Both Mrs. Kims.
He takes you back to the tree.
You half expect him to make out with you because he looked... somewhat worked up.
The pins in your hair are starting to feel a little too tight and you feel sweaty even though it's freezing.
"What the fuck is the matter with you?"
You drunkenly stare at him, eyes widened in genuine confusion. You place a hand on your chest, "Me?"
"You had no right to cause a scene like that. I told you we were leaving. I was handling it."
But he was, in fact, not handling it. You helped him!
Seokjin needed someone to back him up. If he couldn't stand up for himself, you didn't expect him to stand up for you.
You owlishly blink up at him.
"_____, this isn't high school. You're not a child. You can't go around yelling at adults about how mean they are."
"I was just trying to hel-"
"This isn't a movie, _____. This is real life. My life. And Yewon's. My mother didn't know the real reason we broke up. And you had no right to tell her."
Now, that's news to you. And what the hell? Do you even exist in this picture?
"Well, obviously, I didn't fucking know that. And, thanks a lot. Now I know just how much I mean to you." You begin pulling your hair pins out as you turn to leave his premises.
"_____." Seokjin gently grabs your wrist, "We're not done here."
You rip yourself away from his grip, "I think we are! Obviously, you have no space for me in your life. And Yewon's!" Your lips quiver contrasting the accusatory words that just slipped through your tongue.
He rolls his eyes, "_____, that's not what I meant. You know that's not what I was saying."
You resembled an angry kitten with your hair a little wild from pulling all those clips out, and eyes red and puffy as if you'd start tearing up any time now.
"I don't want to be your fuckdoll anymore! I'm done!" With a shaky yet final sigh, you turn back around, lift your gown so you don't trip, and storm off.
While you didn't want him to stop you because you were in no mood to fight a grown man, you were more upset that he just let you walk away from him.
You didn't want to end your relationship like this. Although you know this isn't permanent, you can't help but wonder if he'd even try with you anymore.
note: so tumblr ate up part of this story and the other note i had added, so this is me rewriting it. i can't make asks private so here we are. i'm upset my writing didn't get saved. i don't know if this version is better or worse.
either way, please tell me what you think.