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baby bear’s honey.
⊹ liveyun reads, 2023 (: !! taehyung ver.
—⊹ joon and seokjin’s library
—⊹ yoongi’s library
hello hello :3 welcome back to my library, but as usual a failed attempt to organise them all :( i remember reading SO many golden fics, but these are only some i could manage to find <\3 and the most heartbreaking news is that one of my all time favorites have been deleted by the author.. ;-:
as always, if possible, your feedbacks to the authors are always appreciated and welcome.
most of these fics are rated M, and abiding by the author's wishes, you have to be 18+ in order to read them. however, i’m not responsible for the content you consume online, hence, reader's discretion is adviced.
[ ♪ ] : series | [ ★ ] : favorites | [ a ] : angst | [ f ] : fluff [ s ] : smut | [ d ] : dark/horror
⊹ nox by @hobidreams ( 10.5k, a, s, f ) ★🧛🏻
⊹ of lace and lust by @hobidreams ( 11.2k+, a,s,f ) ★ 🪞
⊹ things we don't say by @wintaerbaer (♪20k+,a,s,f)★❤️🩹
⊹ with love by @rosaetae (5.4k, a) ★ 💔💔
⊹ tempting by @kinktae ( 20k+, a, s ,d, f ,♪) ★ 😈👼
⊹ the art of tenderness by @sahmfanficbts (9.3k+,a, s, f)★🍡
⊹ tolerate it by @archivedkookie ( 9.3k+, a, s, f, ♪,) ★ 💔
⊹ a human touch by @snackhobi ( 39k+, a, s, f ♪ ) ★ 🤖
⊹ after midnight by @watashijeon (7.9k, s, a, ♪) ★ 💔🚬
⊹ maybe i do by @chateautae ( 120k+ , a, s , f , ♪) ★ ❤️🩹
⊹ salt + shadow by @floralseokjin ( 10k +, s ) 😈
⊹ don't scream by @hobimyhope (10k+, s, d ) ☠️
⊹ all i want for christmas is you by @ladyartemesia (17k,s,a,c)
⊹ only you by @blue-jade ( 10k+, a, s ) 💔
⊹ still blue by @beahae ( 3k, f, s, a) 💔..❤️🩹
⊹ the sketch and the smaller eye by @blueberryarchive (8k+ a,s,f)
⊹ tanzanite treasures by @kth1 ( 11.8k, a, s, f) 🧜🏻
⊹ black ravens by @kth1 ( 21k+, s, f, d ,♪) 🧛🏻
⊹ the key to my drawer by @jjungkookislife ( 10k+ a,s,f) 🗝️
⊹ fall from grace by @sunnebeam (3k+, a, s, f)👑
⊹ a year's interlude by @aseaofyoongi (10.9k+, a,s,f) 👑★
⊹ ghoul by @kthyg ( 4k+, s, d ) ☠️
⊹ between the lines by @btsgotjams27 ( 1.3k, f ) 👨🏻🎓👩🎓
again, a simple reminder. if there's a series which is put on hold or isn't completed yet, don't be an ass and pester them about updates. we all are trying our best, okay?
here's my own masterlist if you wanna read my stories ( self promo? 😍👎🏽)
winter’s solace.
⊹ liveyun reads, cumulative (: !! bts ver. (around 50 fics)
— ⊹ joon and seokjin’s library
— ⊹ yoongi’s library
— ⊹ taehyung’s library
another barely managed to collect fic library ;_; i rlly need to keep a track because i can't find many fics i remember being hooked upon. Hali if you see this you should know i spent an hour typing the keywords for don't read dead languages but got to know it was your fic out of the blue while navigating through your mlist ò_ó
getting to know that authors have deactivated or have abandoned this site makes me hope that whatever they're doing now, i just want them to be happy.
as always, if possible, your feedbacks to the authors are always appreciated and welcome. but once again, only if it's possible.
most of these fics are rated M, and abiding by the author's wishes, you have to be 18+ in order to read them. however, i’m not responsible for the content you consume online.
[ ♪ ] : series | [ ★ ] : favorites | [ a ] : angst | [ f ] : fluff [ s ] : smut | [ c ] : comedy / humor | [ D ] : dark content
⊹ can't afford love by @dollfaceksj ❤️🩹
yoongi x female reader ; a, s, f, c
“your childhood dream of having 2 children in a big house with a blooming marriage by this point in time has been eliminated the moment divorce came knocking at your door. With only one child and finding yourself back at square one, you ask your ex-husband—Min Yoongi—if he’d be down to fulfill 1 of these 3 things on your childhood’s bucket-list. And no, it’s not giving you a big house.”
⊹ a fine line by @moni-logues ❤️🔥
namjoon x reader ; a, s, f
“It's time to rebuild your life. You've got a new job, a new apartment, and a future that might be bright. The only problem? Your new roommate.”
⊹ under the spell of a demon’s touch by @jeonggukingdom 😈
jimin x female reader, a, s, f
“You had believed, for your entire life, that creatures of the underworld were only a myth but you were proven wrong by the existence of Jimin. He is, according to his definition, a smaller type of Fae called Incubus. A creature of sex. Someone that can only live and strive as long as his sexual appetite is satiated every day. And Incubi are known in all of their myths to be insatiable and ravenous creatures.”
⊹ royal calling by @bts-0t-7 🐺
jungkook x female reader ; a, f
“in the midst of surviving, you find yourself in a sticky situation. Your connection with the King, Jeon Jungkook, had you afraid for your life. Certainly, he wouldn’t kill you… Right? But slowly, you figured out your place in the depths of the castle and you yearned to live.
⊹ 20 years late by @back2bluesidex ❤️🩹
seokjin x female reader ; a, f
“Seokjin could count on his fingers the things that haven't changed within these 20 years of his life, and one of those is you..”
⊹ curiosity by @hobidreams 👀
jungkook x female reader ; s
“when innocent jungkook comes to you with a not-so-innocent question... you decide it’s easier to just demonstrate.”
⊹ unconditionally by @rmsrkive 👶
hoseok x female reader ; a, s, f
“for the past three, almost four years, it has only been you and your twins after having been abandoned by your ex-boyfriend. you expected it to remain that way for the rest of your lives until one day you accidentally run into one of his bandmates at the park.”
⊹ cupid’s on holiday by @persphonesorchid 💘
seokjin x female reader ; a , s , f
“You don't get it, you're a damn catch. Anyone would be lucky to have you. You're smart, you're tidy, hell you'd give up your own kidney to a homeless guy if he needed it that bad. So what the issue? Failed relationships, blind date after blind date, and now your friend's competitive archery teammate is telling you he's Cupid here to help you find your one true love. You're not that desperate. He could take those golden arrows and shove 'em.”
⊹ sciamachy by @flurrys-creativity 🕵️♀️
hoseok x female reader ; a, s, f
Sciamachy (n.) - a battle against imaginary enemies; fighting your shadow.
⊹ BTS as displays’ of affection by @eoieopda 💜
ot7 x reader ; f
PDA bangtannies ^^
⊹ lacuna by @eoieopda ❤️🩹
namjoon x reader ; a, s, f
“in his twenty-eight years, kim namjoon had made countless mistakes. most of them were insignificant and could be shoved easily enough into the back corner of his mind. the worst of them were all tied for first place, keeping him up at night. loving you, losing you, and now: picking up the phone.”
⊹ word from our sponsors by @ugh-yoongi 🎙️
namjoon x reader ; a, s, f
“you’ve co-hosted a podcast with namjoon for three years; have known him even longer. the two of you have always been the picture of platonic, but that hasn’t stopped the internet from doing what the internet does. the shipping? a little weird at first, but you can understand it: two attractive twenty-somethings always in close proximity to one another, obvious (platonic!) chemistry—people have created ships for less. the fanfiction, though? also pretty funny… until you can’t stop thinking about it.”
⊹ wanna watch a sex tape by @gimmethatagustd 🎞️
taehyung x reader x jimin ; s
“When Taehyung invited you over to watch a movie, you didn’t think the movie he had in mind would be your sex tape… And you definitely didn’t think his roommate would want to watch, too.”
⊹ clockwork heart by @vyduan ❤️🩹
yoongi x reader, a, s,f
“Forced to marry chaebol and cold-hearted Min Yoongi in order to save your own company, Yoongi leaves you to your own devices as long as you are discreet. Everything changes when he catches you with your best friend, Hoseok.”
⊹ B.D.E. by @ki-yomii 💦
seokjin x reader, s
“don't you know he'll never fit if he doesn't prep you first?”
⊹ unexpected miracles by @jiminzfilter ♥️
jimin x reader, f
an old crush comes waltzing into your life when you need a date for a Winter Gala.
⊹ the lucky one by @babystrcandy 🏸
jungkook x reader, a, s,f
“Growing up you only had one goal: beat Jeon Jungkook. Sometimes you'd win, other times you'd lose. Sometimes he'd lose, other times he'd win. But you'd both walk away from the match thinking the other was the lucky one.”
⊹ blue hour by @haeggi 🥃
taehyung x reader, a , s, f
“when you realize how truly alone you were, you find yourself in the blue hour bar where fellow lonely souls came to temporarily forget.”
⊹ fawn by @silv3rswirls 🕷️
yoongi x reader, s, d
“You were a fawn in headlights when he first saw you in that clearing.”
⊹ holi-blaze by @darklingjeon 🎄
jungkook x reader, f,s
“it's your first time spending the holidays together, and jungkook isn't in the mood. but... you think you can change his mind.”
⊹ rise of the nations’s king by @justimajin 👑
yoongi x reader, a, s,f
“Being born with nothing and yet wanting everything, Min Yoongi understands that the world will only favor those born with sliver spoons in their mouths. However, when an unseen incident breaks out at the royal palace one day, he’s forced between choosing all that he treasures for something much more. But Yoongi doesn’t know if losing you will ever keep him sane.”
⊹ all i want for christmas is joon by @leahsfavefics ❤️🩹
namjoon x reader ; a, s, f
“You have had a rough year following the mutual break up with your grad school sweetheart. On a whim, you book a spontaneous trip to Europe for the holidays to help get you out of the funk you’re in and assert your independence. It would be great, if it weren’t for the fact that you keep bumping into your ex boyfriend.”
⊹ beneath the boughs by @gimmesumsuga 🌸
namjoon x reader ; a, s, f
“For almost as long as you can remember, the tree stood opposite your apartment has been a part of your life. Countless memories have been made under the shade of its supple branches, but when its existence comes under threat, you soon discover that your favourite tree is more special to you than you ever could’ve known. ”
⊹ endymion by @marginalmadness ⛰️
taehyung x reader, a , s , f
“A thing of beauty is a joy for ever…”
⊹ smitten by @jungshookz 🥴
jungkook x reader, f
“y/n finally decides to tell jungkook about her feelings for him and she doesn’t know if she’s ever been this nervous about anything before.”
⊹ warm hands (ice cold heart) by @hobidreams ✨
jimin x reader, a, s , f
“for those of you who belong to the upper echelons of society, the holidays are synonymous with parties. lavish and (in your opinion) excessive gatherings — opportunities to show off what you’ve accomplished and acquired over the year. unfortunately for you, tonight’s particular celebration features two special guests: the man you thought you would be with for the rest of your life, and the man you married.”
⊹ it's sweet by @here2bbtstrash ❤️🩹
taehyung x reader, f
“you forgot to call out sick from your dick appointment, but he stays anyway.”
⊹ miracle of the summer by @cybersan 👼
“Cast out of Heaven after a painful betrayal, you find yourself having to navigate the intricacies of human life without any guidance from the Creator or the family you have always known. Things only get worse as the holiday season reaches its peak, with reminders of the life you left behind everywhere you look. When a familiar face pops up, you aren’t sure whether to consider it a blessing or a curse.”
⊹ caught in waves by @aseaofyoongi 🥘
yoongi x reader , f, s
“after graduating culinary school you are fired from your very first job as a sous chef — so you move to a small town for the summer only to meet the very cute nephew of the restaurant and airbnb owner.”
⊹ daffodil dreams by @sombreboy 🌼🥀
taehyung x reader, a, s, d
‘’Taehyung, you didn't lose control. You chose to control me instead..." And he damn well took sick pleasure from the crazed look in his eyes.
“I’m not bad.” He convinced himself of this. He wasn’t a bad person. He wasn’t the person in the case files. That was somebody else inside of him. ”
⊹ my soul to reap by @readyplayerhobi 👻
hoseok x reader, a, s , f
“A reaper is neither alive nor dead, in this world or the next. Their purpose is to remove the souls of humans and help them pass to the next world. They are not meant to interact with the living for their touch is the ice of the grave and their kiss is to greet death. They are not meant to love.”
⊹ ten days of ex-mas by @kpopfanfictrash ❤️🩹
jimin x reader ; a, s , f
“Three months following the worst break-up of your life, you finally feel ready to start moving on. The world, it seems, has other ideas when you pick up the phone and find your ex-boyfriend calling. ”
⊹ #saveourcommunitycentre by @taleasnewastime 🏞️
namjoon x reader ; a, f
“The place you love most in the world is going to be destroyed, knocked down in favour of an expensive housing complex. You’re trying everything you can to stop the project, but it doesn’t seem enough. While you’re trying to juggle that, the company have assigned a community liaison to the project and though he keeps coming along to the site, helping out, giving advice, being friendly, you can’t help but not trust him.”
⊹ don't read dead languages by @sailoryooons 🏜️
namjoon x reader ; a, s, f
“Namjoon is determined to visit the Living City of the Dead. Amtenemhat is the Egyptian ruins that the locals fear. Archaeologists have gone missing and strange things lurk in the night. But Namjoon’s work as a historian isn’t perfect if he doesn’t go to the source of the legend, and hiring a weaponized tomb raider seems his best bet at surviving.”
⊹ king of tides by @sailoryooons ⛵
seokjin x reader ; f
“Seokjin meets a ghost of his past when he and his crew stop to celebrate for the evening. ”
⊹ eat me by @chaoticpuff17 🐇
taehyung x reader ; d
“Everyone in wonderland knew the story of the little girl who had come through the rabbit hole and caused so much trouble. Everyone knew how the foundations of their land had been turned on its head after her visit. The little girl escaped back to her own world, but she’d left wonderland in ruins however unintentionally. ”
⊹ gang shit by @gimmethatagustd 👶
namjoon x reader ; f, c
“Your daughter's classmate has a really hot dad. Apparently, you're his arch-nemesis.”
⊹ ho-ho-home by @jjungkookislife 🎄✨
jimin x reader ; a, s , f
“Golden neighbor extraordinaire, Park Jimin, is (unintentionally) stealing your spotlight this holiday season. Despite your one sided rivalry with him, all Jimin wants is for you to remember him, to remember your past and hopefully create a future with you.”
⊹ the crimson shell by @angelicyoongie 🧜♂️
jungkook x reader ; a, s, d
“you had always found comfort in being at the beach, often spending hours just watching the waves lap against the shore. but unbeknowst to you – something had been watching you back.”
⊹ the wood by @sailoryooons 😈
hoseok x reader ; a,s,f
“From the moment you step foot in Kill Devil, you know something about the town is off. Determined to find out exactly how your sister went missing in such a small town, you receive unlikely help from the man staying in the motel room next to yours. But there is so much more than what meets the eye with Hoseok and the citizens of Kill Devil.”
⊹ devine feminine by @gimmethatagustd 😌
jungkook x reader, s,f
“No one can make you feel like a goddess better than Jeon Jungkook.”
⊹ sunday by @here2bbtstrash 🎂
seokjin x reader, s,f
“you got your boyfriend exactly what he wanted for his birthday.”
⊹ pink bean fever by @jeonqkooks 💗
seokjin x reader, f
"For the record, I think you're cute too."
⊹ the reaper by @deepdarkdelights 🕸️
jungkook x reader, a, s, d
“With your skirts drawn up over your thighs, the skin raised with goosebumps from the cool spring air, his hand retreated only to return with what looked like a stamp but where the rubber should have been, there were instead tiny needles all coated with bright red ink. Before you could begin to squirm again he quickly pressed it against the side of your thigh pulling a pained cry from your throat.”
⊹ strawberry picking by @glosskirt 🍓
yoongi x reader, f
yoongi takes you on a surprise date to a strawberry farm. how wrong could this go?
⊹ my love is here by @solemnreads ❤️🩹
jungkook x reader, a, s , f
"You didn’t mean for it to happen. It’s not like you purposely woke up one day and thought “Hey I’m going to fall in love with my best friend!” No, that is not at all what happened."
lastly if you’d want to here's the collection of my own works HAHA (promo? 🫣)
BTS come back soon pls <\3
untill next time, see you.
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last edited: 6-4-21
hello, i’m compiling fic rec vi. also making changes like tidying up a bit and adding summary
will probably post it later tho
no blueberries (m) || kth & reader
title: no blueberries pairing: kim taehyung x reader genre: angst, fluff, minor smut, romance, college!au, minor artist!taehyung word count: 12.3k prompt: no more!taehyung gets his heartbroken to the point he doesn’t even love his favorite fruit, blueberries, anymore. then he meets you, the complete opposite of the girl of his dreams, and suddenly, blueberries taste sweet again. warnings: explicit smut,,, but short :) a/n: she/her is no more!oc :) also, thank you guys for your support for no more & for the interest of the spin-off for taehyung !! (also don’t come at me at the end if i made any mistakes bc i gave up on rereading any of my work LOL i’ve sat on this too long)
His love for the color blue dissipates along with her slipping through his fingers.
Keep reading
Out of Sight (a KTH one-shot)
→ Pairing: Taehyung x Fem. Reader
→ Genre: fwb, angst, smut, drama, taehyung is hopeless romantic, oc is not good with commitment
→ Rating: 18+, M, R
→ Word Count: 2.5K
⚠︎ warnings: unprotected sex, multiple positions, fingering, creampie, emotionally-charged
A/N: While in line at a gas station, the song If I Keep My Heart Out of Sight by James Taylor came on the radio and I thought it’s something that Taehyung would really enjoy listening to. Then the inspiration hit. Who knows? He probably knows the song. This one-shot is inspired by the lyrics of that song. ALSOOOO 220409 PTD Vegas D2 Taehyung?? YAS PLEASE. I hope you enjoy!
Sequel: Beautiful Mistakes
If I keep on talking now, I'll only start repeating myself and all I can say is
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.
If I slip and tip my hand, I'm certain to scare you away, then what would I say?
I'd be hurting, I'm certain, I'd be uncool to let you know that you're the one, the fool who jumped the gun.
The club is loud tonight. Music is blaring, strobe lights are flashing, and drinks are limitlessly pouring– but it’s unsurprisingly not crowded given that BigHit Music booked it for the night to celebrate the recently concluded BTS world tour. This celebration is by-invitation and strictly for the artists, dancers, musicians, and staff only.
Taehyung leaned back in his booth, clad casually in jeans, white tee and a brown leather jacket, one elbow propped up against the backrest of his seat as his hand toyed with the lollipop stick between his lips. He’s staring at you from across the room. You’re at the bar sipping on a martini, talking with Jungkook and Jin. No doubt listening to his members’ silly banter and their outrageous style concept suggestions– contradicting ones at that since Jungkook is a fan of all black and Jin is a pink enthusiast. As if feeling his eyes on you, you turned to his direction and met his gaze. Taehyung’s breath hitched and his mind went haywire when you smiled at him but he’s quick to collect himself by raising his pint to you, a nod that you immediately returned by raising your martini glass back to him.
Yoongi has observed the exchange that transpired between his younger member and one of their stylists across the room. They all know you. You’re their team’s chief stylist and always has the last say when it comes to their concept shoots. You’re the one who gives the green light and tells the other junior stylists and make up artists what to do. You’re the reason why they all look jaw-dropping and ridiculously good when it comes to their television stages and concerts. You’re also the reason why Taehyung has permanent twinkly heart eyes and has written more than enough songs to fit into three mixtapes all in one go.
You used to freelance as a style consultant, having clients left and right in the Korean music industry until Hybe offered you a permanent position at BigHit Music as BTS’s Chief Stylist. The full-time job requires you to travel around the world with them, wherever their career takes them. It’s been more than a year since you started working and embarking on a world tour with them and it works both for Hybe and for you since you devote all your time to work. How could you not? You’re single, you have no kids nor pets, you live on your own since you fled from the countryside to pursue your dream in the city, so you’re basically your own person, doing anything and everything you please.
It wasn’t hard to get along with the members of the band that you work with. They’re down to earth- with no air of arrogance despite their success, they’re polite, and they treat everyone around them equally and with respect. They are generous with their compliments and apologies as appropriate. Overtime, you’ve grown more and more comfortable being around them and them with you. It has been a few months, on a specific stop in Japan, since you also started getting entangled into a hot, sexy, and enticing situation with one of them. You’re not dense, you’ve noticed the looks that he’s been giving you. Known as one of the visuals of the group, it’s easy for you to fall into Taehyung’s charms as well. Deep-set eyes, thick brows, chiseled jaws, pink cupid lips, and golden sun-kissed skin– and when he flashes his boxy smile, the world seems to fall perfectly into place. It’s easy to get lost in him. And you did… so you’ll never forget how it started. The simple request of changing his footwear from a pair of sneakers to a pair of comfortable slides led to both of you tearing each other’s clothes off, quietly suppressing your moans inside one of the trailer truck-turned-closet on location.
You are nothing but friends. That much you have established. That much you have talked about. As a member of the biggest band in the world, all eyes are on Taehyung- what he does between schedules, who he’s with, who he’s dating. Oftentimes, delusional people who call themselves as ‘fans,’ pair him up romantically with his members. But you know the truth. Behind the scenes, you all know the truth. You, him and his other members know the truth– that Taehyung relies and turns to you when things get a little bit too much.
Cause I've been advised by other guys you've left behind, your goodbyes are somewhat unrefined.
But if I play my role just right, tonight could be my lucky night and you could be mine.
If I present it to you with a flower in the moonlight, shiny and new.
Well, you couldn't say no tonight, if I keep my heart out of sight.
Unbeknownst to Yoongi, Namjoon also noticed the exchange between you and Taehyung across the room.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Namjoon asked him while reaching for a curly fry from the bowl in front of them. Taehyung nodded and smirked at his older member. “Well…”
“Hyung, I’m sure,” Taehyung sighed. “I’ve never been more sure,” he chewed on his lower lip before a smile grew from his lips.
“I’m just saying, Taehyung, she’s dated Jackson before,” he caught Taehyung’s gaze before he continued. “It didn’t end well.”
“She left him?” Yoongi quipped which Namjoon nodded in response.
“Hyung, it’s different with Jackson,” Taehyung defended, a hint of annoyance noted in his voice. “Their relationship became public and Yn was overwhelmed with the attention.”
“What makes you think it’s not gonna happen to you? She’s too free-spirited, do you think she would willingly get herself tied up in a secret serious relationship with you?”
“Because I’ll take care of her. If she doesn’t want to go public, we can keep things under wraps until all of this blows over.”
“That’s not the point, Taehyung. Yn doesn’t want anything to do with commitment,” Namjoon clicked his tongue in frustration. Yoongi threw him a knowing look which didn’t go unnoticed by Taehyung. “Okay,” he leaned in on the table to move closer to his two older members. “I know you all are worried about me and Yn, but please, trust me on this one.” Taehyung hesitated and threw a glance at you before he continued, “I love her, and I’d go to great lengths to protect her. I know you guys can see it. I know all of you know it.” Namjoon ran his fingers through his hair, frustration still bubbling up in his chest. “We’re meeting up at the hotel later. I booked a separate room for us to celebrate.”
“That’s… that’s good for you, Taehyung-ah,” Yoongi smiled reassuringly at him.
“I’m confessing to her tonight, hyung.”
Namjoon sighed heavily and clenched his jaws. “Taehyung–”
“Namjoon-ah,” Yoongi patted Namjoon’s shoulder, cutting off whatever the latter was about to say. “Let him be. We all know he’s been keeping his feelings in check for a while now. We also see clearly how she is when she’s with him.” Namjoon nodded. “Give this to them, huh?”
Namjoon shrugged and sighed in defeat, and Taehyung’s boxy smile as he thanked Yoongi for siding with him was enough to put Namjoon’s heart at ease. At least for now.
If I play my role just right, tonight could be my lucky night and you could be mine.
If I present it to you with a flower in the moonlight, shiny and new.
Well, you couldn't say no tonight, if I keep my heart out of sight.
The heat of the water fogged up the glass wall of the shower, but the glass itself is still cool against your cheek. You found yourself pressed up against it as Taehyung pounded you from behind, his guttural moans ringing in your ear. One arm wrapped around your middle as he fondled your breast and the other hand applying constant pressure, rubbing your engorged clit in circular motions. His expert ministrations and all the sensations coming to you at once is enough to make your knees go weak. “Taehyung…” you moaned his name and he bit your earlobe in response.
“Do you wanna come, baby? Huh?”
“Yes, please…” you reached for his hand on your clit and applied even more pressure. “Please make me come.”
Taehyung grunted behind you before slipping out of you. “I’ll make you come first, I won’t be able to last long if you keep on begging like that.” With one swift motion, he turned you around, back against the glass wall and he’s already kneeling in front of you, lifting one of your legs up to rest on his shoulder.
You screamed in pleasure as he nipped and sucked on your clit, two fingers sinking into your needy hole without any warning, causing you to gasp out. He started thrusting his fingers, his long digits brushing against spots you’ve never reached before. It’s not long before you find your release, hands finding his hair to ground yourself as you come down from your high. Taehyung lapped you up clean, giggling to himself before standing up to pull you in for a deep kiss. You could taste yourself on him and that urged you to deepen the kiss even more.
Taehyung moved his hands further down your back as he whispered to you between kisses, “Babe, jump…”
Without drying yourselves off, Taehyung carried you to the bed and continued ravishing you like a starved predator to his prey. Pinning both your hands on top of your head with one hand, Taehyung aligned his cock with another to your dripping hole and buried himself to the hilt. The burning sensation fleeting as you gasped out in pleasure.
“Taeh, move…” you pleaded in short breaths.
Taehyung caved in and started thrusting in and out of you, finding himself at a steady pace. You sighed and moaned out his name, his grip on your hands above your head heightening up the experience.
“Feel good, hmn?” Taehyung asked as he continued pounding into you. “Do I make you feel good, hmn?”
You struggled to keep your eyes open as he fucked you so deliciously that it made you delirious, “Yes… yes…hnngg.”
“That’s right, yeah…” With one hand still gripping your hands, he ran his other hand up your body, fingers teasing your stomach, up your sternum and finally wrapped around your neck applying gentle pressure as he squeezed. “Look at me, Yn…” You opened your eyes and Taehyung marveled at the sight of your parted lips and fucked out expression. “Look at me when I fuck you.” Taehyung quickened his pace, grunting with every thrust in and out of you so hard, the bed has started to shake. Your short breaths and moans mingled against each other in the air.
“Taeh, I’m so close…” tears began to spring in your eyes. “I’m so close…”
“I know, baby. I know,” Taehyung leaned in and planted a firm kiss on your lips. “Come for me, Yn… please, come for me.” He unwrapped his fingers from your neck and ran them through your hair, nuzzling your jawline in the process. “Come for me now, Yn…” he whispered.
Your toes curled as you screamed his name when you clenched around his cock. Taehyung panted, stilling his hips at the same time painting your walls white with his own release. Both of you were out of breath after your orgasm. You reached out, caressed his face, and pushed back his sweaty hair away from his face, as soon as he released his grip on you. “You’re so good for me, babe…” Taehyung chuckled and peppered your face with kisses all over, making you giggle in delight.
Taehyung stared down into your eyes, lips turned upward into a smile that reached his twinkling eyes. You’ve seen this before. He’s always looked at you as if you hold all the constellations in the sky. You felt something wet drop onto your cheek and it took you a while to realize that Taehyung is crying. “Hey…” you thumbed his tears away. “That good?” you teased.
Taehyung laughed and wiped his tears himself before he leaned in for a quick kiss. “I love you, you know?” His confession did not surprise you because you’ve seen this coming. What surprised you is the way your heart clenched in response. “I am in love with you, Yn,” he continued.
“Taehyung…” you found yourself smiling back up at him.
“I want to keep loving you, Yn. Be with me,” his eyes pleaded. “Stay with me.”
Your eyes began to water at the sincerity of his confession. You don’t deserve this pure, pure soul. “Taehyung, baby…” you brushed his hair with your fingers soothingly. “Can we sleep on this tonight? I’m exhausted and I want us to talk about this with clear minds…”
“Of course, babe…” Taehyung leaned in for another kiss. “Of course…”
Taehyung woke up the next morning with the sun flooding through the window, shining directly on his face. He reached out to your side of the bed hoping for a morning cuddle but found it empty. Panic rose in his chest until he saw your bedroom slippers in front of the bathroom door and your silk robe haphazardly thrown on the floor next to it. He could also hear the faint sound of the water running.
He pulled back the sheets and got up, giving himself a few stretches before making a beeline to the bathroom, hoping to shower with you.
“Yn?” He knocked on the door. “Babe, I’m coming in,” he announced as he pushed the door to the bathroom open. The water on the sink was running continuously when he entered and he reached out to turn it off right away. That’s when he noticed the small neon pink sticky note stuck to the mirror above the sink.
Taehyung had to hold onto the sink when he read what's written on the note. It felt like the wind was knocked out of his lungs when the realization hit him. There, written clearly in your handwriting, were two words that he wished he didn’t see.
‘I’m sorry.’
Sequel: Beautiful Mistakes
Still Blue | One-Shot (Taehyung)
Rating/Genre: M18+, exes to ???; angst, smut 💖, a bit of fluff, sort of hurt/comfort Pairings: Rocker!Taehyung x Reader(f) Warnings: Explicit smut, a slightly toxic relationship, issues have not been worked on as they should’ve, they are very recent exes so it’s still kind of mid-break-up, unresolved but happy(?) ending, explicit smut, fingering, unprotected vaginal penetration, multiple orgasms, pet name ‘baby’, 'good girl', ~lovemaking~, awkwardness, Tae is like kind of stubborn and kind of a mess, dirty talk, begging, a lot o'feelings!!, praise, implied squirting Word Count: 3.0k (hehehe) Summary: Taehyung hurts. But Taehyung can make the world move.
A/N: This is for the Into the Blue event hosted by @daechwitatamic, @jeonqkooks and @wintaerbaer so it's inspired by the teaser for the Blue MV! Make sure to check out the other fics as they're posted :)
Behind the door, he stands in full get-up, black smudged around his eyes, studded leather jacket pulled across his shoulders, sandy blonde hair a shaggy mess. He still looks gorgeous, even if it’s not your Taehyung. His gaze lifts quickly at the familiar creak of the hinge.
“Hi,” you breathe, pulse already pounding.
“Hey." It's low and serious, kind of awkward, as he takes a mini-step forward. “My stuff?”
Your eyes widen slightly, stomach immediately wringing. Wow, no need to waste time with pleasantries clearly. “O-k…” you respond stiffly. There’s a fleeting thought that just maybe this past week was more painful for you than for him, if he can greet you so coldly.
He comes inside when you step back, leaving the door open for him. Then he runs a hand through his hair as he looks around, terribly impatient. “Where is it?”
“Damn. Didn’t realize you were in such a rush,” you mumble as you turn.
“Got a gig tonight.”
“‘Course you do,” you say just as you disappear through the doorway into the bedroom.
“Yeah, that’s kind of how it works,” he calls out, clearly having heard you.
Ignoring his gaze, you walk back out with the big box of stuff – more than you’d thought it would be before you’d compiled all the things he’d forgotten on the day Jungkook helped him move out.
You don’t reply, refusing to take the bait.
He receives the open box, rests it on the entrance table that not long ago was home to two sets of keys, and starts to pick through it. “What’s this?”
You look over from where you’re standing with your arms crossed, filled with tension because the strength of Taehyung’s gravitational pull comes back so fast and hard every time. You step closer. “What?”
“This?” he says more softly, holding up the faded blue t-shirt that was shared between the two of you so many times that you can’t even remember who it originally belonged to. Though, now that you think of it… “It’s yours.”
“Oh, yeah… I guess you wore it so often, my brain forgot,” you say awkwardly. It feels like his shirt. As much as this apartment feels like his apartment. As much as your hands feel like his hands, and your body feels like his body.
He looks at you unhappily. Stares actually, even once you break the eye contact and take an audible breath, feeling too exposed. Taehyung’s never been one to care much about social cues.
“I mean, you– you can have it,” you say finally, trying to make the moment end. He was rushing you but now all you want is for him to go so you can cry in peace, with or without the blue shirt that will probably never cease to smell like him anyway.
“Don’t…. do that,” he says, struggling to get the words out.
“Do what?”
“Say it like this is really… it.” There’s a wobble in his voice though he’s trying to keep his eyes hard, his jaw set. You can see it all so clearly.
You breathe, determined to keep your composure. But Taehyung is your weakness. “This is it, Tae. You moved out.”
“Because you wanted me to.”
You shake your head slightly, looking down, biting at your lip. “I don’t want to talk about this again. We just go in circles.”
A moment passes.
“I don’t want it,” he says stubbornly, not meeting your eyes either as he thrusts his hand out with the shirt clutched in it.
You look his hand back up to his face, then your arm slowly lifts. “Um, ok, I’ll… keep it,” you say quietly, not sure how to navigate this without upsetting him – and yourself – more.
But when you take hold of the shirt, he doesn’t release it, just stares solemnly down at your hands as he lets out a breath.
It hurts.
Trying to figure out how to be merciful, you step closer and whisper: “You can keep it. It’s ok.”
“That’s not what I want,” he whispers back, and you can see the wetness in his eyes. “I don’t want any of this.”
“I don’t know what you want me to do,” you say helplessly, coming even closer to him because you really can’t help it, the shirt still caught between where both of your arms hang loosely between the two of you. “I told you I can’t do it. You’re gone, and then when you are here, I feel like I barely see you anyway.”
“It won’t be like that all the time,” he urges, something he keeps repeating, despite you both knowing it can’t be true.
You close your eyes, sighing. “You guys are only getting bigger...–”
“Exactly. So I’ll have more power to make decisions. I can choose to be home with you.”
“But you won’t,” you breathe. He never wants to admit that he has trouble choosing you, but it’s become too loud for you to ignore.
He pulls slightly on the t-shirt, bringing you an inch closer, your free hand naturally finding his elbow. Then he peers heartbreakingly down at you. “I love you.”
“I know you do,” you say softly. You don’t say it back even though he knows it’s true.
He tilts his head forward as his eyes fall closed, his forehead meeting yours.
There’s no choice but to stay still. In the moment with him. Chest tightening as you try to take a good breath. You really don’t want him to be in pain. God, it hurts.
“I love you,” he repeats more quietly, and your eyes fall closed too.
It’s not enough. You can’t say it though. He’s too fragile to hear it, even if he already knows it inside.
He tilts his head slightly, face coming closer to yours so the pull of his lips is strong. Addicting, like always.
“I don’t want to sleep alone anymore,” you whisper. A last ditch attempt.
“I’m right here.”
You ignore his words, and try your best to ignore the way his hands are slipping around your waist and squeezing, the old shirt becoming trapped between your bodies. “All I do is wonder whether you’re thinking about me. And if you’re happy. If you’re safe.”
“I think about you all the time,” he says in that seductive way, shifting his head a bit more so that his lips just brush against yours. “On stage, on the road, at night on the bus when I can’t sleep.” Lifting a hand to your jaw, he kisses you then, making you suck in a tight breath. “When I’m in the shower, I think about you. About touching you. Having you right here.” Another squeeze. Another kiss.
You sigh shakily into his mouth. It’s so familiar. Mainly in the sense that it knocks you down every time.
He kisses you deeper, pulling your whole body against him, and despite your hands jumping to his chest, soft leather under your fingers, you don’t push him away. Not even a little. He steps forward and you go with him, disoriented, until your ass is hitting the back of the couch. No where else to go, he changes direction, pulling you instead to follow after him as he backs towards the bedroom, all without even separating your lips.
You know with everything in you that this is not solving anything, can only make things worse, in fact. You’d been strong for a whole week, not texting him, not calling him, not showing up at the guys' apartment in the middle of the night, all torn up and missing him. You thought about it, yes – but you didn't.
“Tae,” you breathe when you break your lips apart in front of the bed, but that’s the closest you can come to trying to stop him.
He shucks his jacket off then crawls on with you, inching forward overtop of you as you inch back. “I miss you,” he says as he lowers his mouth back to your lips then veers off to the side, kissing your jaw then your neck with a languid hunger.
“This isn’t…” you try but your arms are around him, holding him loosely as he paints kisses down your throat, breathing heavily, so focused. “This can’t fix the problem,” you whisper, eyes squeezed shut, brows contorted above them.
He lifts up, enough to look you so earnestly in the eye, and says: “We’ll figure it out.”
You breathe out, half-sigh half-moan, as a hand runs over your body and his lips find your pulse point. His words would bring you more peace if you believed them. He believes them; that you are sure of. But Taehyung seems to always naively believe that things will work out, regardless of his actions.
“I promise.” He pulls your shirt off and you let him. Then his shirt. Then your pants. And his. Each punctuated by more hot delicious kisses that make your body scream.
“Tae,” you whisper again, more pathetically, because you’re really trying even though it seems like you're not.
He slips his hand down between your legs, rubs gentle circles over the thin material, letting you feel how much your body has already said yes. It feels electric, even over your panties, and you gasp, tangling your hands in his long hair and arching into him.
“Baby... can we please just pretend for a moment that nothing else exists?” he asks softly, breath hitting your skin, kissing you more before you can even reply.
That’s what it always feels like. That’s what you always think. It’s like two different worlds. Making love to Taehyung, and then everything else.
And he’s calling you baby, and he tastes so good and comforting, and his fingertips are pulling aside the cotton to get to the slippery mess that you can’t help.
“Just wanna feel you,” he breathes into your neck before inhaling deeply, sliding his fingers through your folds at the same time.
“Fuck,” you squeak as your body tenses, hips canting to direct him to your hole that suddenly feels so empty.
“Hear your pretty sounds. Mmm–” he adds, dragging more of your wetness to your clit to swirl around it, starting to watch your face intently as your expression turns to pure whimpering desperation, begging eyes locked on his as your lips part.
He watches for a few moments then leans down, kisses the corner of your mouth as he swirls a little faster, blissing you out with the sharp stimulation. Your eyes squeeze shut again, a long drawn out moan falling from you as you feel that knot pulling in your tummy.
“Fuck, Tae,” you whine in way of warning but he just continues, licking his lips, watching you intently as the pleasure surges through you.
“Gonna come like this already?” he rasps into your ear but he’s not surprised in the slightest. He’s extremely well-practiced in making you come, however he likes, whenever he likes, however many times he likes.
Nothing else exists when his hands are on you. The room already feels like it’s spinning, his body the only thing grounding you to the bed. You can’t even remember why he’s here.
“Gonna come,” you breathe out in a relinquishing sigh, sinking fully into the feeling of him, his hand working expertly between your legs, and his perfect mouth which is now kissing down your chest, sucking teasingly on your nipple.
He hums his satisfied response, not changing a single thing about what he’s doing until you’re jerking and crying out with the onslaught of your climax, body arching off the bed, hips running away from his hand, fingers digging into the sheets.
“God, fuck, Tae–” you choke, twisting, closing your legs because you’re too fucking sensitive for him to keeping rubbing the way he is, but then he slips his fingers lower, sinking them into your dripping wetness, making you curse all over again.
“Wanna make you feel so good, baby,” he whispers, shifting so he’s lying on his side right up against you, hooking a leg over yours to keep it open. He tangles his other hand in your hair, pulling it a little, bouncing your attention to the slight pain before it gets dragged back down to the spot inside of you that he’s pressing against over and over. “Make you come so hard you can’t even think.”
Pathetically, you’re already halfway there, whimpering at his words and grinding your hips down against his fingers. “Please, please, please,” you whisper quietly, unsure what you’re asking for because he’s already exactly where you want him.
“So good to me. So fucking good to me so I’m gonna be good to you too, ok?” he assures, pressing more kisses to your chest, your neck, your lips, whatever he can reach without having to take away from the perfect rhythm he’s found inside you.
You moan, walls clenching tighter around him, your wetness no doubt squishing out around his fingers onto his knuckles.
“Good girl. Just focus on me,” he continues, his voice so smooth and low and raspy, like he’s been working it too hard lately. He bites gently at your ear lobe, thrusting his fingers a little faster, then groaning in your ear, performatively because he knows what it does to you when it sounds like he’s being pleasured just from touching you. “Fuck, baby,” he moans in whisper.
Your breathing is getting heavier, your hips moving faster. God, you want to come again so bad, but it’s wavering out of reach. You want more, something bigger or faster or harder, or just something.
He whimpers in your ear. “Squeezing me so tight, baby. God, I can’t wait to fuck the shit out of you.”
You gasp, tilting your head back into the pillow, feeling him adjust his arm slightly so he can fuck into you that much harder.
“Come again for me and I will, ok? … I’ll fill you up so good. Stretch out this tight little pussy.” He kisses hot against your skin then whimpers again, groaning when it gets exactly the desired reaction, you writhing and letting out a sob, walls pulsing around him. “Baby, I want to fuck you so bad. Please, please, come for me. Please. Come like a good girl for me,” he begs, practically tauntingly with how it’s dripping with his exaggerated neediness.
It works as it always does, the breath that you suck in getting caught inside you as your orgasm blinds you. Your body tenses, lifts, silence in the room save for the gushing sound between your legs until it’s run its course enough for you to let out a shaky throaty moan as everything releases.
“Good girl. Good fucking girl,” he praises hard, still fucking his fingers into you but slowly, placing less pressure on your front wall. “Ok, baby?”
You nod, taking heavy breaths, strikes of pleasure still shooting through you intermittently, especially when he brushes his thumb over your clit in a lazy circle. “Fuck… fuck…” you’re still whispering, even once your high has fully subsided because he still just feels so good, playing you like an instrument that he mastered long ago.
He kisses you, directing your head sideways with his hold on your hair while his other hand continues to dance between your legs, then he’s shifting, pressing up over top of you to slip his boxers down.
You don’t even have to think to open your legs wider, raise your arms to embrace him, palms slipping over the soft skin of his back as he hovers over you. He teases at your entrance, brushing over your swollen clit, then it’s only a few seconds before he’s pressing into the wetness with a chesty groan, stretching you wide.
As soon as he’s slotted inside you, he leans down, wrapping around you, meeting your body as much as he can, his hips doing all the work of a slowly steady roll into you that has him hitting so right. “Feel so fucking perfect,” he mumbles before pressing a sensuous kiss to your lips, keeping it in sync with the delicious wave of his body against yours.
This is truly the reason you shouldn’t be letting this happen. He’s capable of sinking you so deep into him, like you’re drowning but you don’t even want to come up for air. Every single bit of him sparks something in you.
He fucks you with his whole body, and in return, you accept him with all of yours, your back arching, hips moving in tandem with the way his cock pushes in and out, dragging against your walls, and pulling in just the way that has you digging your nails into his back.
Gradually, he moves faster, breathing a little heavier with the way he’s started to pound down into your cunt. Still, it somehow feels romantic – because it’s him and you love him, and your body loves him, and there’s not much Taehyung can do without it feeling romantic.
Even though neither of you say it now, you can feel his “I love you” with each thrust, hear it with each ragged breath he lets out, each groan pulled from his throat.
When you come, you come together, holding each other tight, moans and curses filling the air. You’re still shaking, he’s still pulsing inside of you, barely over your highs, when he cradles your head in his hands and says, “I need you.” He kisses you slow and deep. “Baby, I need you to stay. I don’t know how to fix it but I promise I will.”
You try to breathe, blinking up at him. “You promise?”
“I promise,” he says again with a sure nod and the sweetest eyes before pulling you into another kiss. “I don’t want anyone else. You’re it.”
You know you’re not thinking clearly. But this time, you believe him too.
A/N: i don't think i'm capable of writing Tae without making him a moody lil -----. i'm too influenced by is xNFP type and his general poutiness lol but i also love him so muuuuuchhhh. obviously i leaned angsty bc of the tension in the teaser! i hope you enjoyed :D
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Masterlist
Fic Library: Taehyung
Stories I've read and loved featuring Taehyung - somehow he manages to inspire a huge variety of stories, from fuckboy to ghost to reluctant hero, and all these writers have done him justice as a character to root for. Please show these stories (and writers!) some love.
All I want for Christmas is you by @ladyartemesia reminds me of the best romance novels I've read. There's a slow burn, with fiery banter between Taehyung and f! reader, Jimin as an overprotective brother and Jungkook as a snarky aide. If you haven't read this yet - do yourself a favour and get to it.
No shade in the shadow of the cross by @miscelunaaa features Taehyung with his own demons to face in an unsettling tale. Em writes creeping dread masterfully. A story you'll think about long after you're done reading.
Weightless by @vyduan is set in the Her multiverse, an idolverse where OC is paired with each of the members in their own spinoff. Fascinating, clever and brilliant. This Taehyung is sweet, sexy, tentative and so so endearing.
Stroke game by @jungkussyficrecs features sexy, flirty, golfing Tae reacting to being teased by reader. Smutty perfection.
Closeted affair by @madbutgloriouspond features Taehyung and f! reader hooking up in a coat closet - with a very sexy and eager-to-please Taehyung.
Day 1 of Kinkmas by @minisugakoobies is a fun, sexy, funny, romp featuring co-workers/enemies Taehyung and reader and a Secret Santa present that's more generous than it seems.
Kim Yeontan, Cupid Extraordinaire by @bluewhale52 is a sweet, fluffy read with an adorable Yeontan.
It's sweet (Explicit) by @here2bbtstrash is a fluffy, sweet, fuckbuddies to lovers story that's heartwarming and soft.
Love you for infinity by @gimmethatagustd is a soft, beautiful story with a relatable reader and a wistful ghost Taehyung, and star turns from side characters Yoongi and JK.
Loverboy ༓ kth (m)
✑ Summary: After a startling conversation with your coworkers, you start feeling insecure about your sexual prowess. You don't initiate as much, you haven't worn lingerie yet, and you're still timid about doing much seducing with your body–are you giving your boyfriend boring sex? Taehyung reassures you that you are perfect and have nothing to worry about.
Pairing: taehyung x reader
AU/Genre: fluff, smut, angst, established relationship
Word Count: 7,177
Warnings: feat. Jimin and Tannie, body insecurity (including some self-deprecation but nothing toooo bad), sexual insecurity, a hint of marriage insecurity, catty coworkers (one who wants your bf! 😠), swearing, social drinking, and explicit sexual content
Sexual warnings: oh where do I start? dom!taehyung, sub!reader, two smut scenes, praise kink, asking for consent, lingerie, foggy glasses, reader is on pill, f*ngering in the kitchen, oral (f.), d*rty talk, making out, tiny bit of breastplay, m*ssonary (legs over shoulders and then around waist), hand holding while c*ming bc I'm a sap, slight begging kink, back kisses, cuddling, taehyung calls oc sl*t once but all other times he is calling her beautiful, baby, etc., lots of neck kisses, oc does her best to initiate, if I have overlooked some my apologies....these are the main ones though.
Now Playing: UP by J. Valentine (thanks to tae's live 😳)
A/N: I've been have crazy tae fever 😅 once again my pwp's turn into fluffy one-shots hahah with smut ofc. Anyway please enjoy 🥰 fyi oc isn't a virgin nor shy generally speaking, but she's nervous about her sexual abilities.
The last ten minutes of work on Fridays are possibly the best moments of your life.
And it’s all thanks to an unspeakably gorgeous man with ruffled ebony hair, perfectly plump cherry lips, and a seductive tiger-like gaze. The faint mole on his nose is wicked cute too and when he puts his reading glasses on–oh fuck.
Of course, you’re referring to your boyfriend, Taehyung. You accidentally bumped into him while he was taking his Pomeranian for a walk four months ago; leading to the messiest (yet cute) first date ever. Now, he and Tannie come over to your apartment every weekend for snuggles under your cozy fleece blankets.
TGIF right?
But while Friday nights typically consist of snuggling with two goofs, it means getting hammered at the bar downtown to your coworkers. You don’t typically take up their invites to join but tonight you were guilt-tripped into it. Something about chumming with the gossipy group rather than being on their blacklist for the seventh rejection in a row was more appealing—they can be a vicious bunch.
Taehyung wasn't off work for another hour or two anyway, leaving you with a decent amount of time to kill. So why not appease the peanut gallery for a few?
“It’s my two-year anniversary with Eun-woo,” one of your coworkers, Ji-won, pipes up after taking a sip of her Cosmopolitan. She swirls the glass in her hand before setting it down on the table. Ji-won works in the finance department and is absolutely gorgeous. Her skin is clear, has honey-colored eyes, and possibly the best body proportions a woman can have. Her personality is no joke either and her laugh? Infectious. Everyone who comes across her either wants to marry her or be her best friend.
The cynical part of you wants to dislike her but it’s impossible–that’s how charismatic she is.
“Oh my god, congratulations babe!” Another coworker of yours reaches over and pulls the woman into a tight squeeze, giggling at the news. Suzy also works in the finance department and the pair are the best of friends. “I can’t believe how well it’s been going between you and Eun-woo! What are you doing to celebrate? You have to tell me!” She grabs her friend's shoulders and shakes her.
Unlike Ji-won, Suzy is much more energetic and eager to know the details of everyone’s lives. Nosy in other words. But despite her invasiveness, she manages to attract a great number of suitors as well; taking nearly half of them home with her every night. Suzy has beautiful bone structure and to get to the point, she’s naturally very sexy.
You don’t feel the same way towards her as you do with Ji-won; you dislike her quite a bit. The main reason is that she has an insane crush on your boyfriend and shamelessly flirts with him whenever he’s around. She’s told you many times before that if anything happened between you two, to let her know. She masks it as a joke to lighten the blow but god, you don’t like calling people a bitch but if the shoe fits.
“We’re taking a short weekend trip to Jeju Island,” you hear Ji-won’s silky voice reply, cheeks growing rosier with each word. “I think he might propose to me but I’m so nervous.” Her fingers move to grip her Cosmopolitan; raising it to her ruby-red lips to take another sip.
“That’s so wonderful,” you start, downing a shot yourself. The burn of the alcohol rolling down the back of your throat serves as an excellent distraction from your personal worries about marriage. You love the idea but would anyone stay with you for life?
Your relationship with Taehyung has been going swimmingly well, with the occasional fight here and there, but you haven’t been together nearly long enough for a proposal to come into the picture. Maybe someday but you can’t afford to jump ahead of yourself.
“Jeju Island will be perfect for you both. You’re like a couple straight from the Hallmark movies,” you continue with an encouraging smile. “You be sure to tell us if he really does propose though. What hint did he give to cause your suspicions?”
Ji-won chuckles and tucks some of her hair behind an ear. “We were packing for the trip last night and I saw him sneak a small jewelry box into his bag. I didn’t say anything because I thought maybe I was seeing things but when I thought about it later, I don’t think I was wrong.”
Once again, Suzy grips the poor woman’s arm to tug it out of excitement. “Please tell me I get to plan the bachelorette party! I’ll hire only the best strippers for you babe, as long as you want them of course. Oh, I’m just so crazy about this! Weddings are my heart and soul!”
After watching the scene unfold in front of you a grimace spreads on your lips. “Weddings are your heart and soul?” you repeat as a question, trying to withhold your judgment. “Last I knew you weren’t the fondest of happily ever afters.”
“That’s a good point!” A fist suddenly pounds on the table. You all look toward the source; your third coworker Mina who’s already borderline drunk. Mina is your IT specialist and after so much HTML and Python, her brain is utterly fried. Similar to you, she started dating someone about six months back except he’s been on an overseas business trip for the past week.
“Suzy,” she points at the woman whose eyes widen at the stark gesture. “You sleep around, right? So __’s right that you don’t actually like fairytale weddings.” Her words slur a bit due to her drunken state.
Across the table, Suzy rolls her eyes and shrugs. “For myself yeah, but not for other people. I’m not against weddings entirely.” She leans towards Ji-won with hopeful eyes. “By the way, if you need help picking out what underwear to bring with you on your trip, just say the word.”
Ji-won’s previous blush returns fourfold at the offer. “Thanks but I have that under control.”
“Oh good,” she praises, waving her margarita around in her hand. “It’d be an atrocity if you didn’t. Lingerie is the cherry on top for keeping your sex life spicy, and if you didn’t have any I’d drag all of us to the store right now. __ agrees with me.” She winks. “Her and Taehyung must have gone through tons of sets by now.”
What. The. Fuck.
When did Ji-won’s potential engagement turn into a poke into your sex life?
You choose to ignore the comment entirely.
Not that she needs to know but you and Taehyung have recently started becoming very active in the bedroom; you're never in the same position twice. Even began getting down and dirty in the back seat of his car (...if he isn’t the biggest experimentalist you’ve dated then you don’t even know your own name).
But while it's been wild in the bedroom, lingerie isn’t an area you’ve explored yet.
You know, it sounds crazy. Surely a couple that's open to a whole list of kinks and positions would dabble in something as basic as lacy underwear.
It's not the case here.
Truth is you're timid of the whole idea; of purposefully seducing someone with your body. Would you be so bold? No, even if you are interested to try it out, you'd shy away within the first ten seconds.
Yes, you've recently become sexually active with your boyfriend but 90% of the time it's him who's doing the initiating. The subtle hand on your thigh or kiss on your neck while you're trying to wash the dishes—he's truly evil with that one.
Not to mention that Taehyung has your clothes ripped off before you can blink so what's the point of buying expensive, itchy lingerie?
Atrocity or not, you have your reasons.
"Well?" The sound of Suzy's nagging tone brings you out of your daze. She stares you down with piercing eyes, demanding a reply.
You merely shrug and take another shot.
Sorry, but you're not really into the whole swapping sex stories with the woman who wants to sleep with your boyfriend.
Suzy gives a small huff when she realizes you aren't talking. "So anyway..." she turns to the other two. "Sex is boring without a proper lace set. Or silk if that's more your thing. I have at least twenty in my draw." She takes the lime from the rim of her glass and plops it into her margarita proudly.
You're mid-eye roll when you hear Mina shouting in agreement. "Hell yeah, it's boring! I just got a new set the other day for a video call I'm having with my boyfriend tomorrow night." A round of oohs is given before she continues. You on the other hand listen intently. "Ever since he's been away in England at his conferences, it's been like a heaven sent to keeping our sex life alive."
Ji-won nods. "I wasn't sure how it would go the first time I wore lace for Eun-woo. Once I did, we never went back. It gave me a sense of power to take the lead too, which most men find really hot. It gets tiring when they have to do all the work all the time."
The girls chuckle together while your mind reels. Taehyung's never had a problem with you being in a simple t-shirt and sweatpants before fucking you silly. But then again, it's not like you've ever asked him.
Your face flushes at the thought—you've never actually asked if he wanted more.
Is he actually happy with the sex?
Should you be doing more for him like wearing lacy underwear or a maid outfit (or whatever's in these days)?
Maybe he isn't satisfied at all but tolerates it because he loves you. Sex isn't the only part that matters in a relationship you know.
Still.
It's an important one.
And if a few pieces of lace are seemingly such a necessity as your coworkers attest...then you're fucked.
Ji-woo places a gentle hand on your shoulder and furrows her eyebrows in concern. "You feeling okay? This is the second time you've zoned out in twenty minutes."
"Oh my god," Suzy gasps, hand covering her mouth. "It makes sense now. You haven't had sex with Taehyung yet have you?!" Her eyes smile at you devilishly as she bites down a grin. This woman seriously needs to get a hobby other than obsessing over your boyfriend.
"Actually," you drawl, scooting your chair backward until you're able to get up. "We have multiple times and we don't plan on stopping. He's coming to my place in an hour or so where he'll gladly fuck me wherever we please. I gotta head out for that now but see you all Monday."
You hurry away from the group as quick as you can, fully aware of their eyes burning holes in the back of your neck and jaws dropping in shock. Why did you say that __? Fuck it.
You feel unwell.
For the next hour and a half, you're restless; pacing around the house in search of meaningless tasks to do. Cleaning usually helps in these situations, though it's proving quite useless this time.
Are you a good sex partner?
Does he secretly wish you'd take the riegns more?
You fluff the living room pillow and toss it on the couch. Stupid. It's all stupid but you can't shake it.
When your boyfriend finally arrives at your place, you take a deep breath before throwing the front door open.
"Hi baby, how was your d—"
As soon as Taehyung strolls inside and sets Tannie down on your apartment floor, you grab the collar of his shirt and press your lips firmly on his. He's surprised at your boldness yet not the slightest disappointed given the hands that smoothly settle around your hips.
"I missed you," you say desperately, walking him back into your kitchen island. Taehyung grunts when the small of his back hits the edge.
"I missed you more."
He shoves his tongue into your mouth, drawing out a sweet moan from your lips. His favorite is when you gasp, hips bucking into his. So with subtle fingers, he untucks your blouse from your pants to trace up the expanse of your back. His cool fingers cause you to shiver as he does this; not because you're chilly but because of the growing anticipation inside you.
As Taehyung runs his large palms up and down your bare back, you card through his soft, fluffy hair. He knows how messed up you enjoy making it. That and it's typically a sign that you're extremely turned on; yearning for him.
He'll gladly take either.
"Oh!" You yelp when he spins you around until it's your back against the counter. An unexpected giggle comes out of you upon seeing his glasses foggy from your mid-make-out session. You do the honors of removing them from his face and carefully set them on the counter. "Hi handsome," you say, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer.
Taehyung lowers his head to nuzzle his nose in the crook of your neck, placing several feather-like kisses along the ridge. "Beautiful," he returns your greeting, smokey eyes lifting back up to meet yours. "Wasn't prepared to be kissed like that."
"Did you like it?" You bite your lip which most definitely does nothing to tame the growing erection in his trousers. Taehyung brings a thumb up to your lower lip and swipes across it lightly before pushing it into your mouth.
"I liked it a little too much." His voice drops a few octaves as he watches you suck on the digit. He'd rather have it be his big cock but it's all about the build-up. "I was trying to be a good boyfriend and ask about your day but all you seem to want is to get dicked down on your kitchen counter. Is that all that's on your mind tonight baby? To spread your legs like a dirty girl?"
You whine and rub your thighs together but he prys them apart with his knee. He then moves to unbutton your pants, watching for a nod in consent.
"Please Tae," you say once he retracts his thumb from your mouth, giving a brief nod. "Been waiting all week for you to touch me."
"Shit." Taehyung makes quick work of your pant button and unfastens the zip. He then dips his fingers into your underwear to glide across your folds. "You want me to touch you here baby? Stick my fingers in you and make you come around them?" He teases, obvious that you're wetter than the Pacific Ocean; you could probably take him all right here and now if he desired.
"Yes, put them in," you beg, bucking your hips into his hand. "Please, can't wait much longer."
He smirks at your neediness and begins to sink two of his fingers into your wet pussy, just the tips. "How's this? Can you come like this? You're so wet I bet you can."
You shake your head, inches from snarling at him. "More. Need your whole finger in me to come. Baby—"
As soon as you drop the 'B' word Taehyung pushes his fingers into you, all the way to the knuckle. The loud gasp you let out reminds him of how far his fingers can actually reach; sometimes he forgets how long and slender they are.
His pace is steady from the start, fingers pumping in and out of you as he watches your head fall back further and further in pleasure.
"Fuck," he swears and quickens his speed, curling his fingers to properly stimulate your sweet spot. "I can feel your pussy clenching and throbbing already. Come whenever you want okay?"
"Uh," you answer in a pant, sweat lining across your forehead as your body jerks back and forth.
"Mm that's it," he coos. "Can't even talk can you? That's okay, focus on how my fingers are making you feel. Good right?" He continues thrusting inside of you, loving how you've started riding his fingers in an attempt to make yourself come faster.
"F-feels amazing Tae!" You moan as the peak of your high inches closer and closer. To help get you off, Taehyung circles his thumb over your clit and latches his lips to the side of your neck.
"You wanna come?" He taunts between kisses and you reply with a breathy 'yes'. Taehyung smirks and nibbles on your ear, licking the shell of it a little until finally, you come all over his fingers.
"Such a dirty slut," he says, slipping his fingers out of you and cleaning them off. He kisses you afterward while his hands work to remove your blouse. Once he has the material pushed off your shoulders he kisses a hot trail down to your collarbone.
Taehyung reaches behind your back to unclasp your bra next but then, he feels your body suddenly tense up. It's not a good tense-up either, it's stiff and uncomfortable.
"You okay beautiful?" He stops all movements and puts his hands on either side of you, caging you between him and the counter. "Did I go too far? Shit I'm sorry if I did, you can tell me."
You shake your head fervently, rejecting the idea. "No, you didn't do anything." You then glance down at yourself in your plain black underwear; nothing fancy. All at once the conversation with your coworkers floods your thoughts again and you feel silly for letting it consume you but it does, it bothers you.
"Taehyung I—" you choke on your words as you watch your boyfriend's previously playful face turn into one of worry. You glance down at your hands and chuckle, feeling bad that you just ruined the mood. "I really need your dick in me, let's just get back to it." You move to kiss him but he doesn't let you.
"Hold on a second. I know that laugh," he says, looking deep into your eyes. "Something's bothering you."
"Oh no, I was just thinking that you must be really hard right now so—" You wave your hands about but he grasps them into his, softly.
"Stop. My dick can wait. What's going on?"
You sigh and allow your shoulders to slump a little. "Its nothing, Tae."
"Which means it's absolutely something." He takes the initiative to lift you on the counter; into a seated position and you know, you're not getting out of this until you tell him what's up.
A good 30 seconds of silence pass with him patiently waiting for you to say something, anything. Taehyung's about to prod a little more until you blurt it out all at once.
"Am I sexy? I mean, we have sex but are you...satisfied? Are there fantasies you haven't told me yet? And what about lingerie? You know I haven't worn any of that so...am I boring? Is it boring to have sex with me? Because I can wear that stuff if you want...if you like it I mean."
Taehyung's mouth gapes open at you, baffled by what he's just heard. It takes him a few moments to gather his thoughts; the last thing he wants is to be an idiot and reply dumbly.
"I'm sorry," he starts and rubs soothing circles on your hands. "I don't know where to start. Of course, you're sexy, you're my angel. And boring? This coming from the woman who makes me hard just by looking at her?"
"Tae I know that–"
"I love you," he continues. "And I love all the things your pussy does to me. There's nothing you need to do, wear, or say for those to be true. Now who gave you the idea that you're boring? Was it me? Shit, it was me wasn't it?"
"No! It wasn't." Your fingers tighten in his hold, eyebrows raising in slight alarm. "I was out with some girls from work and they said that lingerie is the cherry on top for keeping sex spicy. They also said that sex is boring without it and that a woman should take charge in the bedroom so her partner isn't doing all the work."
"Well, that's bullshit."
"Taehyung! You're not taking this seriously."
"I am baby. I promise I am. But since when did fabric define a healthy, thriving sex life? We fuck all the time without lingerie and last I checked we both come. And you know why? Because we're made for each other and we have really great sex. I'm not one to blab about our sex life to others but if I did, everyone would be jealous. Especially of me, because I'm with a literal angel. So not to belittle your coworkers but they're a little narrow-minded."
The faintest smirk pulls at the corner of your boyfriend's lips as he slowly dances his fingers along your waist. "By the way, I would happily do all the work. I aim to please as you know. And taking charge isn't a problem for you seeing as you practically jumped me two seconds from walking into the door. Poor Tannie is scarred for life now. I think he ran into your bedroom."
"Stop," you allow a chuckle, feeling the tension lighten from his joke. "Tannie's seen a lot worse, I'm sure. He just likes my fluffy comforter. Little dog has high standards just like his daddy."
"It's true, I spoiled him too early." Taehyung's grin spreads like oil across his face and you smile as well, not as wide as his but enough that the mood picks back up. "Back to what we were talking about though. I don't want you to think that you're not giving me enough okay? Maybe for your coworkers, sex is different for them and fair enough, they have their own relationships to maintain. But, as long as you're alright with how we're doing, both in and out of the bedroom, then we're perfectly fine."
"So..." You pause to take in the drastic difference in opinion. "You don't want me to wear a sexy lace set or something? What about a ribboned bodysuit? I've seen those becoming more and more popular because they show–"
"Yes, I–I'm aware of the variety out there." He wets his lips, thumbs pressing into your delicate skin harder. "I won't lie in saying I wouldn't love seeing you in a set or two, but I think it's up to you. Because the only thing I need is for you to be comfortable, whether it's in an oversized t-shirt and baggy sweats or naked on this countertop. You're stunnimg to me either way because it's you in front of me and no one else."
"I love you Tae," you sigh and lean into his chest, arms wrapping around his waist to bring him near. Naturally, his crotch brushes against yours as he inches to stand between your parted legs. "Wow, you're still hard?" You snort, feeling his very obvious bulge.
Taehyung kisses the top of your head. "Yes, you'll be surprised at how long I can last with a boner."
A week after your conversation with Taehyung and getting possibly the best fuck of your life on your kitchen island, you find yourself at the mall with your favorite pink-haired boy; Park Jimin. You and Jimin have been close since college and when you say there are no secrets between you, you mean it.
Jimin is also a fashion mogul which is why he's insisted he tag along with you on your search for new clothes. Due to the coolness of the season, you're in need of some warm fall clothing. He prefers you look for something from Dior or Chanel but you put a stop to that; your bank account doesn't have the funds to support that joy ride just yet.
"My grandma's sweater looks better." You hear your best friend sass for the twentieth time behind you. "Put it back __."
"No." You throw the hanger with the baby blue cardigan over your arm and continue browsing through the sale rack. "I happen to like this one, you snob."
The man instantly slaps a hand over his heart as if mimicking being shot. "So rude when I'm just trying to save you from a fashion disaster. If my assistance isn't needed then I might as well go over to the men's section and take a look at the new cufflinks I saw on the way in."
You give your eyes a roll and if you did it once more, they'd get stuck up there. "Fine by me, you've been gawking at them the entire time we've been here. I thought you didn't dwell with the commoners Mr. Only-Buys-Designer-Staight-From-The-Runway-Itself."
"Well, what can I say," Jimin snaps and heads for the other side of the store. "We all have faults. It just so happens that my new partner prefers these kinds of cheap renditions over classic Prada cufflinks."
"Aww poor Chim," you holler after him. "Maybe gift him a pair for Christmas to help break him in?"
"Tried that for his birthday and it was a major fail __. But it's all good because I'm saving that gift for someone else."
You freeze at the questionable choice of words. "And who's that?" you ask. Jimin whips his head over a shoulder and smiles sweetly.
"Your boyfriend. Did you forget he also loves designer?"
"Oh yeah, right. Thanks, Jimin." You hold out the baby blue cardigan, observing it once more. Maybe you shouldn't get this? Not that it matters to Taehyung what you wear either but....maybe it does look old ladyish.
"Hey," your best friend strides over to you again with a softened expression. "Everything alright between you two?"
"Everything's great, you just got me thinking of something is all. I recently had a small talk with him last night about, you know, our bedroom situation."
Though your voice is lowered Jimin understands you clearly. You confide in him a lot so of course he knows about all your personal challenges; the ins and outs of you. He's known about your hesitations towards lingerie and intimacy long before Taehyung came into the picture.
"Oh shit," he swears under his breath. "What did he say?"
You proceed to retell him the highlights of last week's conversation; how sensitive Taehyung was to you and how he told you it's up to you if you want to bring lingerie into the mix. Jimin nods along.
"So what about you then? Do you want to explore the endless realm of lacy bodysuits, transparent bras and panty sets, garters, and aisles of naughty roleplay outfits to fulfill your sexual fantasies or no?"
"Damn, no wonder that lingerie store you worked at straight out of college didn't want you to leave. Anyway, I was thinking about giving it a try but I'm still unsure. It's not that I don't want to or that Taehyung's pressuring me–I still just feel really nervous."
"Here's a thought then." Jimin hums aloud. "What if we went to an underwear store and you tried on a few things? You don't have to buy any of it or take any home to show off. It'll be an experiment of sorts."
You ponder the idea and it doesn't sound half bad. Low commitment right?
"Okay. I think there's a Victoria's Secret on the second floor."
"Oh no no," the man shakes his head as if amused by your cuteness. "We're going somewhere a little more special than that."
"Jimin! Help please!" You holler from inside the dressing room of one the poshest boutiques you've been in. Turns out the place you've been dragged to is a high-end underwear store called Delilah's. You were beyond skeptical of the price on your way in but it wasn't horrible.
"Oh my god," Jimin rushes into the stall with you as soon as you call for him. "You look so sexy in this __. Like a Christmas present waiting to be unwrapped."
"The tiny silk bows on this thing barely cover my nipples." And you're not exaggerating. The set you've opted to try on first is Jimin's pick; a strappy red two-piece with matching garters, silk choker, and bows over both breasts. He says it's supposed to be like a sexy Mrs. Clause but while it's sexy for sure, it's way more revealing than how you'd prefer (at least the first time trying this kind of thing out).
"Turn around," he commands. "You're straps are a little loose."
"I don't think this one fits me Chim. This is obviously meant for a specific body type and it's not mine." You have a hard time staring at yourself in the mirror so you stare down towards the floor instead.
Jimin takes a small breath and turns your shoulders back around so you're facing him again. "This is for anyone who wants to wear it, love. Your body is beautiful and this set looks smashing on you. If it's not your style, no problem, but I won't have you getting down on yourself."
"You're starting to sound like Taehyung now." You give a nervous chuckle and rub your arm.
"If it means you listen to him then good. I'm your best friend and your biggest supporter __ so you know I'll always be honest with you. Now do we not like this because it's not to your taste or is it because you're not good enough for it?"
"Not...my taste," you slowly draw out the words. "Thanks Chim."
"You really mean that?" He straight into your eyes, knowing you have a habit of telling him only what he wants to hear sometimes. You nod.
"Yes, and I was thinking maybe we can keep the color the same but go for something a little tamer?"
"Anything for you, love."
Well, he convinced you to buy the third set you tried on at the boutique. It's a similar shade of red as the first set; the ones with the bows on it, but covers a bit more. Both the bra and panties are strappy and made of sheer, but also have the occasional lace detailing to cover the important parts. A matching red robe made of silk was included in the purchase too.
When you got home, you shoved the set into the back of your drawer, not thinking you'd take it out any time soon.
But alas, you did.
You're now twisting in front of your bedroom mirror with it on, along with the robe which loosely hangs off your shoulder.
"Is this cute?" You ask yourself. "I look kinda different with it on. Maybe I should return it," you continue to talk to yourself in mutters until your bedroom door squeaks open. You jump at the sudden intrusion.
There, sauntering into the bedroom is your boyfriend's dog. Being Friday again, Taehyung and Tannie came over to spend the weekend with you. But while your boyfriend is busy showering in your bathroom, Tannie has decided he wants to make himself cozy on your bed.
"Hi Tan." You crouch down on your knees in front of the pup and give him a few good pat. He yips at you but doesn't move away. "Have you still not made up your mind about me yet? I know I took your daddy away from you so now you don't have him all to yourself anymore but didn't I give you extra treats this morning?"
Tannie's big eyes look up at you and then towards your bed. He then trots over to the edge where his doggie stairs are and uses them to climb up atop the bed. You stand up from your kneeled position and place your hands on your hips.
"Well, I guess you made this place your home huh?" You watch as the little dog spins three times in a circle before plopping down. "Alright, you're too cute to be fake mad at. Since you're here though, maybe you can help me."
You feel utterly stupid for what you're about to do next, yet that feeling doesn't stop you. "What do you think about this new set I got? It's my first one so I'm excited but it looks weird right?"
Tan huffs and stares at you.
"Yeah? It does, doesn't it? You know when I got this I was thinking maybe I could get into it...this whole lingerie thing. And it's sexy, no denying that, but as I told my friend Jimin. It's not meant for my bod–"
Your sentence is abruptly cut off when a pair of hands make their way around your hips. They stay atop your robe yet the burn of your boyfriend's fingers is still fiery hot.
When did he get out of the shower?
Taehyung stands behind you in a pair of silk pajama bottoms and nothing else. His bare chest presses lightly against your back and his wet hair falls messily around his face with a few strands covering his eyes. "Hi," he breathes in a husky tone, right next to your ear. It sends a whole trail of shivers up your spine. "What's not meant for your body, baby?"
In a ball of nervous energy, you move to tug the robe as closed as you can, forcing his fingers to loosen around your body. "Tae! I didn't hear you get out of the shower. I was just talking to Tannie and I-I'm gonna go get changed, now that the bathroom's free."
You'd make a beeline out your bedroom door if it weren't for the arm that snakes around your waist, pulling you back into his chest. "Do you have to change? Because I really, really don't want you to. As always I'll let you make your own decisions though..." Evilly, he sweeps your hair all to one side to expose the nape of your neck. He then places a kiss on the sensitive area; too soft, his lips are too soft.
You bite your moan back however, don't meet his question with a response. The thought of opening your robe and showing him the number underneath makes you crazy with arousal. You just wish you didn't have the pesky whisper that tells you that there's nothing to go crazy for after you do.
You're really not trying to be so hard on yourself but can you actually do this? The set is hot, sure, but maybe it was a mistake to g– "Oh Tae, fuck." You gasp when your boyfriend latches his mouth on the side of your neck, sucking on it lewdly. It never fails to send your head backward into his firm chest. Your eyes fall shut to bask in the pleasure. "You're way too good at this," you coo.
Taehyung slowly traces down the fabric of your robe, near the opening. It's a struggle for him not to pull the thin material open. "Can I see?" It's a plead.
You wet your lips and fiddle with the material yourself. "I-I don't know."
"Let me rephrase that." He folds his palms over your fingers and spins you both around so you're able to see each other's reflection in your full-length mirror. "Do you want me to see?" His deep, lusty eyes lock with yours in the glass. Taehyung brings his chin down to your shoulder, resting it there calmly while his grip tightens around you.
He gives you as long as you need to reply.
"...yes," you finally decide, dragging your robe down and off your shoulders. Taehyung groans and kisses your bare shoulder as you cautiously show yourself to him.
"Tan." His voice calls out, more gruff than when he was speaking with you moments ago. "Living room." The little dog's ears perk up and he flees off the bed and out the room.
"Did he really have to go?"
"He's our baby. He can't witness all the nasty things I'm about to do to you. He'll make himself comfy on the couch, don't worry." Your boyfriend runs his hands up your thighs before helping you remove your robe completely. "I haven't said it yet so I'm going to do it now. You look fucking hot in this, like a lucid dream. I don't deserve this, fuck."
"Really?"
His fingers sensually trace your curves, then the thin band of your lace panties. "Yeah, really," he hums and cups your mound. "This color on you is making me insane. I can't decide if I want to take it off or savor it on your body a little longer."
"Tae—mfph!" He doesn't let you finish, preferring to turn you around so he can press his lips on yours. He moves with passion, nipping your bottom lip to sneak his tongue inside. Your moans only grow louder when his grinds his hips into you.
With a gentle pull, Taehyung leads you to the edge of your bed. "Lay down for me, on your stomach."
You do as he says and slide onto your mattress, face down. All your senses tingle at once when you feel his body hovering over you. His legs straddle you from behind as his hands cling to the sheets on either side of you.
"Tae what are you doing?" Your senses heighten, your heart thumping at the inability to see him.
"This," he answers and brings his warm lips to the small of your back. The tiny jolt of surprise doesn't stop him from continuing to kiss up your spine and all the way up between your shoulder blades. He's never kissed you like this before. Your body arches off the bed from the newness and arousal pools between your thighs.
"This feels ni-nice." The broken moan spurs your boyfriend on. He kisses you the same way again, faster. Clearly, wherever your boyfriend's lips touch you, you like it tenfold.
Once he gets back to your shoulder blades Taehyung lifts his head up and unclasps your bra. He then flips you over, gives you a quick peck, and rips the now pesky material off your body.
"I love seeing this on you and I wanted to wait it out some more but I can't do it." He cups the swell of your breasts, squeezing them together while his thumbs fondle your perky nipples. "You look so, so beautiful and I need to make love to you now or I'm going to come in my pants like a teenager." He releases your breasts and mouths at the supple flesh, tongue licking across the peaks.
"Fuck," you moan and sink your fingers into his hair. "I need you too. Please."
Your panties are off before you know it, the cool air hitting your warm pussy. Taehyung spreads your thighs wide open and tells you to keep them there until he gets his own pants and underwear off. He's seconds from putting himself into you when he pauses.
"Can't skip over this can we?" He circles your clit with the pad of his thumb and lowers his head down to your center. "Not that you really need it seeing as you're soaked down here, but I'm a creature of habit." He proceeds to lick up your folds, teasing your clit at the same time.
"Oh, oh my god Tae!" You claw his hair harder and reflexively buck your hips into his mouth, drawing a deep groan from him.
"Shit!" He raises his face from between your thighs with lips already glistening with your arousal. "Maybe I can finish eating you out after I fuck you into the mattress."
You nod your head. "Okay, yeah sure, fuck me. I'm still on the pill."
Taehyung lifts both of your legs over his shoulders and rubs the tip of his cock up and down your entrance. You clench at the teasing. "You are literally going to be the end of me, baby." He thrusts himself all the way into you, bottoming out much quicker than other times.
"Fuuck," you both moan at the stretch. Taehyung's hips snap forward with vigor, his thick length being squeezed by your velvet walls with each push and pull.
"Goddamn, this pussy is too good for me. So hot and tight, shit! You're so beautiful you know that? Everything you are. That's why—it's why it hurt me so much when you asked if I thought you were sexy or boring last week."
Your nails dig into the sheets as you watch the veins protrude from his neck. His eyes, on the other hand, are laser-focused on you.
"Hurt....you?"
"Yes," he affirms, fucking into you faster with hard, controlled thrusts. "Hurt me so much because you're mine and I–fuck I'm gonna come soon!"
I never want you to question how I feel about you. And when you asked me those things, it made my head spin. Our relationship is not all about sex and I thought maybe I was making it seem like that. And now, seeing you in sexy red set gives me such a mindfuck but I don't want you to feel like it's just because of the lace."
"No, no not at all. I don't think any of that because you're perfect to me too Tae. Going out with my coworkers and having that conversation just triggered me. This is all still new to me....us."
"I know." Taehyung unexpectedly stops his movement to lower your legs from his shoulders. He then brings them around his mid-section which you gladly wrap around. "It's new to me too but we're just starting right?" Your hands are intertwined with his when he resumes his previous brutal pace.
"Right," you breathe, fingers gripping his firmer against the mattress "I'm-I'm gonna come baby. It's so close."
"Me too."
You both have your release at the same time, panting like crazy from the post-orgasmic bliss. Taehyung rides both your highs out, then pulls out of you slowly.
"Holy fuck." You're the first to speak. "That damn lingerie really did make our sex better."
"Better?" Taehyung squeaks out. "What do you mean better? Was it not as good before?"
"I'm kidding, however, I do think you were a lot more eager this time. What happened to the whole being able to last with longer for eternity if you have to speech?"
He breaks out into a cute grin. "I guess I was bullshitting then, lesson learned. Also, even though the lingerie is hot we don't have to keep doing it...I mean if you want to–"
You shut him up with a kiss and snuggle into him. "Maybe we'll try it again. It was kinda fun. Either way, you're right, we don't need it because I love you."
"I love you more. Now how about I fulfill that promise earlier about eating you out?" He jerks back to look at you with a quirked brow.
"Taehyung....we were having a moment."
"Oh shit, sorry. We can keep snuggling, come here beautiful." He pulls you back into himself with a smile.
a/n: Hoping you enjoyed ☺ LMK your thoughts 💞
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kim taehyung is a man cursed to aimlessly wander the earth, gifted with supernatural powers that he can use to sense others’ futures, while his own remains a mystery. he’s sentenced to this dismal life until he finds the one whose fate is intricately entwined with his own. he’s tall - dark - handsome. and he’s currently running a special on palm readings. (first one comes free!)
→ Pairing: fortune teller!Taehyung x reader
→ word count: 14.1k
→ warnings/tags: SFW, supernatural au, folklore (do ya’ll know the story of the Pied Piper??) another retelling of Peter Pan and Wendy I suppose, some stalkerish activity, breaking into people apartments is never ok
→ a/n: hi, it’s me. This lil bby has been my main focus for MONTHS (and I mean literal months, like since NOVEMBER) so hallelujah this is up, may you all enjoy. As always, I’d love to hear your thoughts! Thank you for your everlasting patience and love! Happy reading!
also, be sure to check out the rest of this collab - these wonderful people are amazing writers! @delacyrose224 @moon-write @btsrunmylife @sor-vette & @btsroyalwilds !!
First, something odd and entirely inexplainable to note about Kim Taehyung: his shadow is missing.
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I’m about to lose my fucking mind.
I’ve been trying to find this story that I read so long ago, I’m gonna give some details but I could be wrong bc it’s been a while. Pleeeease don’t let the author have deactivated 😭
Reader and Jungkook(or Jimin? I don’t remember but I think it was jk) are in a relationship but he has a flirty thing with his friend Taehyung. Reader hates Taehyung bc he used to be with her but left her(I think)
She tells Jungkook she doesn’t wanna be with Tae but JK ends up kinda mad/sad because he knows Tae likes her and he likes Tae. In the end I believe they’re all together.
I wanna say Tae was her old boy toy and jk is her new one but Tae left her for a girl. That part is fuzzier though
Please help me though
Bust | KTH | (m)
☾ Pairing: Heistman!Taehyung x f. Reader
☾ Summary: Seeing a beautiful man in the middle of a bank robbery is unusual. Seeing him again afterward is even more unlikely… and yet not unlucky.
☾ Word Count: 2,211
☾ Genre: Criminal, Smut, PWP
☾ Rating: 18+ Minors are strictly prohibited from engaging and reading this content. It contains explicit content and any minors discovered reading or engaging with this work will be blocked immediately.
☾ Warnings: Bank robbery, light depiction of fear/anxiety, mentions of poor financial situations and money-related stress, recreational drinking, ‘good girl’ petname, explicit language, sexually explicit content including oral (f. receiving), biting, spanking, implied body worship kind of, a hint of overstim, bodily fluids and cum-eating.
☾ Published: Monday, January 15, 2024
☾ A/N: This is an idea I randomly spoke about forever ago in a TikTok DM with @gimmethatagustd and this is strictly written to ruin their entire life tonight. I hope it works idk osifodigjoijg.
☾ A/N 2: Tonight is number four for my 100 Drabble Challenge and I rolled number 24 for criminals! I hope you enjoy my depraved thoughts of Taehyung in that GOD DAMN SQUID GAME OUTFIT AT PTD. MY MASK KINK DOESN’T MAKE AN APPEARANCE BUT BE FUCKING SURE IT WILL ONE DAY. HE MADE ME INSANE.
☾ Disclaimer: All members of BTS are faces and name claims for this story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment or representation of real-life people. Any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in works are not representative of real-life scenarios.
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Sweat beads down your back, the trickle of it slower than the clock ticking above your head. Time seems to slow as you sit on a carpet that hasn’t been steam cleaned since the 80s and push yourself against the wall, eyes glued to the open vault.
It had happened so fast and yet now, it’s like it can’t be over fast enough. Each second that ticks by feels like it takes a year. You cannot hear the chatter of the men inside the vault, but their harsh whispers raise goosebumps on your skin.
At least they haven’t noticed you. Not that you would do much, anyway. You have no intention of going over to push the alarm by the door, too afraid to alert the armed man who stands just outside the vault room on the other side, and far too underpaid to risk your life for a financial institution.
For a moment, you wish it were you robbing the damned bank. Maybe you could pay off the student loans on your degree you’re not using and run the heating in your apartment during the winter instead of bundling up in several layers.
Your momentary lapse of delusion passes as the men rush out of the vault, duffles in hand. They’re all dressed in red, black masks covering their faces with shapes on them. You’re vaguely aware that the costume belongs to some sort of show you saw online, but you can’t place them.
Perhaps you’ll watch it now.
“Hurry up,” one of the men barks toward the vault. There had been three inside, but only two came out. “Grab the last and let’s go. Two minutes left.”
They’re gone in an instant. Your eyes dart back to the vault where you can hear the last person inside. Glancing at the clock, you watch the seconds tick by.
Ten seconds. Fifteen. Thirty. A minute.
A man dressed in a red suit, hood pulled over his head comes out of the vault. As he slugs it shut with one arm, the bag on his shoulder droops, spilling the contents inside out onto the floor. Bands of cash fall out, thudding around his feet. He swears loudly and bends over, back slipping more to drop cash on the ground.
In his frustration, he crouches and tips the mask up a fraction, shielding his face from the camera above but not from you, huddled on the floor a few feet away.
Your heart skips. The thief is beautiful. Dark eyes focused on his task, a wide nose that fits perfectly on a symmetrical face with high cheekbones, a sharp jawline, and a pursed mouth. There’s a flush in his face from the heat, the tip of his nose an endearing shade of rose.
As if sensing your gaze, his head snaps up. You cower against the wall, realizing now that you’ve seen his face, you’ve doomed yourself. He stalls completely, gloved hand hovering over the cash, eyes boring into you. He arches a brow as if to ask you a question and you respond by shaking your head.
The thief gives you a cocky grin, nodding before he finishes picking up the money and tossing it into the bag. He looks at you again, a smirk on full display before he winks and pulls the mask back down. “Good girl,” he purrs. “I like that.”
Despite the situation, your stomach flips. He stands and rushes out, lingering by the door for a second longer to stare at you through the black mask. You can’t see his face, but you know you’ll never forget it, pretty as an angel, dangerous as a devil.
When the group is gone, you wait in silence, only the pumping of your heart to keep you company. When the cops come and ply you with questions all you can do is shake your head repeatedly.
I was too scared. I can’t remember.
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I was too scared. I can’t remember.
It is the same thing you tell investigators for nearly two months. Just when you think they won’t keep asking what the man looked like, they finally drop it, handing over the robbery details to the FBI. They were at least a little less callous, caring a little less about how many questions you answered.
If you had to guess, your unimpressive financial situation even after the robbery was significant enough that you weren’t involved with the robbery.
It’s hard not to wish you had been. The straw in your mouth belongs to a drink that is far too expensive for you to not wince and it barely tastes like anything. At this rate, you know you won’t get a buzz. You’d love alcohol to take the edge off of the loud club music or loosen you up a bit, but you’re resigned to being sober for the rest of your friend's birthday.
Around you is a gaggle of men and women, both people you know and new faces trying to pick up your friends. Anyone trying to hit on you has already decided you’re far too grumpy to waste time on, most of their backs facing you as people shout over the music about working in finance.
You wonder if they also rob banks in their spare time. It makes you grin, thinking fondly about the thief once again. You do that a lot.
Sipping the drink, you glance at your phone. It’s been an hour since you arrived, but you’re wondering if enough time has reasonably passed to excuse yourself. Tomorrow is one of your few days off and you intend to spend it lounging on the couch watching TV instead of nursing a headache.
Someone slides into the space at the bar next to you. You don’t glance up at them, spinning your skinny cocktail straw absently as you stare at the melted ice of your Long Island iced tea. You hoped that once it melted it would turn into a second drink, but it hasn’t. Cold, bitter water it is, then.
“Why the long face?” You frown at the vaguely familiar voice and glance up, freezing.
Mr. Bank Robber looks down at you, cocking his head to the side with a wolfish grin. Your mouth pops open in surprise, leaning back a little as you drink him in. This close, he is far more beautiful than you remember, the edges and shadows of his face like a carefully painted fresco. Michelangelo could hardly be talented enough to capture this.
“You,” you whisper, his grin spreading further.
“Have we met?” he leans on the bar, dressed in all black. You eye the three-piece suit and the glinting diamonds in the cuff links. His clothes are far finer than anything anyone else is wearing and when you breathe in sharply, you smell a hint of woody cologne. His dark hair is slicked back and you catch the dainty hoop earrings in his lobes. You like the juxtaposition.
“You know we have.” He tongues the inside of his cheek, turning his head to order with the bartender. His eyes stray to you, raising a brow. You supply him with your answer, “A long island.”
The bartender nods, momentarily stupefied by the heistman’s beauty before walking over to the POS, tapping the screen with the speed and aggression unique to bartenders.
“Kind of a shitty club,” he mentions, looking around over the top of your head. Sweat clings to your lower back, your mouth growing dry as you watch colors splash on his face. “Your face is too pretty for a place like this.”
“Is that so?”
“Mhmm.” The bartender puts the drinks on the counter and the man gives him cash, signaling to keep the change. The bartender raises a brow but says nothing, taking the money as he goes. “What’s your name?”
“You probably already know it.” He cocks his head to the side. “I’m sure you looked me up to see if I was a threat or watched me to see what I’d do.”
“You watch too many heist movies.”
“Maybe I watch just enough.”
He laughs at that and your lips twitch. It’s rich, making his face intimidating as he gives you a wide smile and shakes his head. “Alright, maybe you’re right.”
“Can I know your name?”
“For the right price.”
“My silence was a pretty petty, no?”
He bites his bottom lip, eyes dipping down and back up. You sip your drink, feeling a flush of warmth unfurl in your body, most notably between your legs. “I like you.”
“You have to like me. I know your secret.”
Leaning forward, he ducks down so that he’s murmuring into your ear, hot breath ghosting your skin and making you tremble. “Want to hear more?” Your eyelids flutter as he waits, skin buzzing at his sudden proximity. You nod, feeling lightheaded. “My name is Taehyung. Want to get out of here?”
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“Fuck,” Taehyung growls, hands skimming your bare sides. You can’t keep still under his gaze, hips squirming and fingers twisting in the sheets. His mouth is swollen and covered in your spit, his eyes blown as a large hand scrapes down to your thigh where he gives you a good slap. “I knew you were a good girl.”
A moan trips out of your mouth. Your thigh stings where he slapped you but he soothes it with the easy back-and-forth motion of his hand, his fingers digging into your flesh. Taehyung is a man starved, having littered your body with harsh kisses and bites, nearly breaking the skin.
You don’t care. You’re feverish for him, room spinning as you sprawl on his soft sheets in a hotel room that is far nicer than anything you’ve ever been in. You burn up like a star, core raging as Taehyung leans back down, pressing your naked thighs open for him as he sucks the skin of your chest between his teeth.
Everything aches. You want him so bad that you feel a cry come out of your mouth, lips wobbling as he laughs against your skin, sinking lower and lower, mouth loud as he sucks at your skin, tongue brushing over the sting of his teeth.
“Does my good girl need her pussy eaten?” Taehyung rasps, looking up at you where he kneels between your legs. “Is that why you’re crying, hmm?”
Taehyung looks like something out of a thriller. His eyes are dark and hungry, his shadowed face becoming some sort of demon of lust. He’s what you would imagine a dark god. A bacchanal devil, a creature made for sin.
All you can do is nod in response, feeling Taehyung’s vicious grip on your thighs as he presses you further, your muscles stretching. The strain feels good, as does the slow drip of your cunt down the curve of your ass mixed with his breath.
“So messy,” he murmurs, leaning forward and blowing cool air on your sticky folds. You squirm, the sensation sending you into overdrive as you twist your head to the side, eyes squeezed shut. He’s barely done a thing and you’re worked up more than you can ever recall. “Pretty.”
The slow, soft press of Taehyung’s tongue through your pussy makes you sag. It’s the relief that you so desperately needed, eyes rolling back as he circles your clit and drags his tongue back down. Taehyung is slow as he eats you out, tongue savoring every drop you can give him.
He taps your thigh, drawing your attention to him. He smirks as his tongue dips into your entrance, dragging back up to swirl around your throbbing bud a few times.
It’s impossible to tear your eyes away once you’re watching. Taehyung keeps his razor-sharp gaze on you, bringing his mouth fully to your cunt as he sucks eagerly. There is a rhythm to the curl of his tongue and the sharp suck of his lips, the wet smack of his ministrations driving you crazy.
“Mmm,” he hums, pressing his face in further. He’s messy with it, his jaw and nose covered in shiny slick. He laughs throatily when your back comes off the bed, thighs shaking. “Such a good pussy, just like I knew it would be.”
It feels too hot in the room. Your breaths are coming in too fast and there’s nothing you can do to catch it, Taehyung working you up to a frenzied, frenetic orgasm. You can feel your heartbeat in your ears, pumping so hard that you think you might need to stop.
And then you break.
Your body seizes as you come, a scream ripping through your mouth as Taehyung slurps hungrily at your mess, spurred by your release. You can’t stop shaking as he dives in, unwilling to stop until you’re babbling, nearly lifeless as the orgasm teeters into overstimulation.
Only then does Taehyung pull his mouth away, trailing wet, cum-spit kisses on your inner thigh, nipping your thigh here and there.
“Think you can take more?” he asks, slurring his words against your thigh. “Think you can take my cock.”
You nod eagerly, hand letting go of the sheets and reaching toward him. “Yes.”
“Mmm good. I’m about to bust.” He bites your knee. “And I don’t mean a bank, this time.”
y'all this had me going through itttt. it is 7am and I'm already bawling. I'm- this is so beautifully written, I'm so excited for the next part (even if it hurts lol), but UGHHH these two 🥺
09. careful decision, heartful declaration | reliability • kth
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pairing: taehyung x reader word count: 4.197 genre: drama, angst rating: pg-13 warnings: cursing, tears, lots of angst au: ceo/office trope: enemies to friends to lovers tags: ceo!taehyung, office!au, best friend!yoongi, unresolved emotional tension, mutual pining, slow burn crosspost: ao3
summary: time seems to drag on until taehyung is finally able to pour his heart out for Y/N. everything led up to this very moment. he’s ready!
A/N: the amount of work i put into this chapter speaks for itself. i’m very proud of the final result, especially taehyung’s declaration. please enjoy and get tissues :’)
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After breakfast, I decided to call my mom first.
“Finally” she answered the phone.
“It’s 10 a.m., mom” I yawn.
“Listen, Hyun Jae hurt her foot while we were visiting the wedding venue so the ceremony will have to be postponed”
I immediately stop stretching and focus on the gravity of what I just heard, “Oh, wow. Is she okay?”
“Yes, it’s just a bad sprained ankle. We’re at the hospital right now” my mom replied, kind of whispering, “She’ll have to wear that boot thing for a few weeks”
“I see” I glance over to the kitchen clock, “Since you’re in the hospital with her, I assume Ye Jun is too and our visit to the tailors is canceled”
“Yeah” my mom sighed. “Oh, I ran into Y/N” she added more cheerfully, which immediately made me imagine the worst scenario possible.
“At the hospital?” I asked a bit desperate, getting up from the dinner table.
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omgggg, this series had me going through ittttttt. Congratulations on such an amazing series!!! It had the perfect amount of fluff, angst, and smut, and I'm soooo glad to have stumbled upon this amazing read.
THE ENDING AH, I'm so soft for these two and I'm so glad they're happy )): after everything that happened, these two deserved the happiness they got. ugh, this was so so good. I'm so excited for your upcoming works.
Please, everyone, read this masterpiece, i promise you won't regret it (maybe have some tissues nearby, but yeah).
maybe i do | kth. epilogue
➵ summary : maybe you love each other, maybe you don’t. when a deal between your fathers leaves you forcefully wedding kim taehyung, arguably seoul’s most powerful CEO, you’re prepared for a loveless marriage of eternal regret and unhappiness. but maybe, it doesn’t turn out that way after all.
↳ part of the high-class series!
➵ pairing : taehyung x reader
➵ genre : arranged marriage!au, ceo!tae, s2l!au, eventual smut, fluff, angst
➵ rating : 18+
➵ word count : 3.2k
➵ warnings : absolutely none, just very mushy gushy feelings 🥺
➵ a/n : i cannot believe it has been a year since i started this series!! i thought what better way to celebrate than by bringing everything full circle and finishing the series the day I started it? thank you eternally for all the love this series has received, i will never take it for granted. thank you immensely to my wifey @amourtae for having beta’d this series all this time. as always, feedback means the world to me, i hope you enjoy <3
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epilogue: “a sweet night”
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Tonight was cloudless, breath-taking. The breeze was embraced by a dancing chill that felt rejuvenating. The dark, night sky was embroidered with the brilliant light of a thousand age-old, shimmering stars, stitching together a picturesque scene of just how beautiful the world could be.
Absolutely nothing could defeat the earthy, mountain air you breathed in, the height of this hill providing a refreshing sense of solitude. Your quest for some quiet time was only interrupted by a series of small babbles that suddenly shifted into crying, growing worried.
“Ah, Hyejun-”
“Don’t worry, Princess. I’ve got him.”
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please the turkey scene 😂😂 Hobi is such a bum lmaooo, but it was soooo funny. BUT THE INTIMATE SCENES (not with Ivan cuz I'm team tae/yn lmaooo) please )): I can already feel my heart hurt near the end. ugh I'm in love with this story already OMFGGG. so beautifully written Amelia 💕 so excited for more ((:
patient love | pt. 1 (kth)
banner by the talented val @eerieedits ❣️
pairing ↠ taehyung x reader
genre ↠ roommate au | college au | holiday au | best friends idiots to lovers au | fluff, (eventual) smut, angst.
summary ↠ Taehyung considers himself to be many things, and stupid isn’t one of them. However, all it takes is one special person in his life to realise that he is, in fact, quite stupid, especially when it comes to his feelings. And you (said special person), are stupid squared.
word count ↠ 14.4k
18+ | warnings ↠ lots of confused feelings, jealousy, a few mentions and implications of boners, mentions of sex, talk of past relationships + cheating, talk of a bad past sex life, x2 make out sessions with two different people 😮💨👀, dirty talk (kind of??), grinding, and lots of snogging.
note ↠ sorry it’s a bit late! i really hope you like this first part (i think there’ll be three parts to this story in total), please tell me how you find it if you do read it <3 btw, the thanksgiving theme bday party is so dumb but i really just wanted to write that turkey scene with taehyung and hoseok so i had to go with it LOL.
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I'm so soft. are you kidding? I love the mid couple, and pls Hyejun is so cute )): what a cutie I love them so much.
maybe i do: “comfort” | kth.
➵ summary: coming home anxious and stressed, your family knows just how to make you feel better—especially your sweet, loving husband.
↳ part of the maybe i do series!
this drabble can be read as a stand alone, but it is highly recommended to read the series!
➵ pairing: ceo!taehyung x wife!reader
➵ genre: arranged marriage!au, established relationship!au, domestic, fluff
➵ rating: PG-15 (for this drabble, NOT the series)
➵ word count: 3.2k
➵ warnings: mentions/descriptions of stress and anxiety, one innuendo, mainly just fluffy domestic mid couple 🥺
➵ a/n: ugh i just had this in mind for the mid!couple and needed to write it!! they’re comfort personified <33 i hope you enjoy and your feedback is always appreciated!
Rushing into your front foyer after shutting the door was your only reprieve from today.
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bro what the heck this was so freaking cute!!!!!!!!!!!
One of the Boys
One of the Boys Ship: Taehyung | Reader Description: ChildhoodFriends!AU | BestFriends!AU | Neighbors!AU | Highschool!AU | All your life you wanted only one thing- for Kim Taehyung to like you. You did everything you could to make this happen, from picking up his hobbies and rejecting anything feminine. But who do you start to become when you stop trying to impress him? Warnings: Intercourse, Manhandling, Oral, Blowjob, Fingering, Flavored Condoms, Multiple Orgasms, Dirty Talk with some Crack, Taehyung’s into Hickies, Fluff, Angst, Lots of Feminism talk Word Count: 20,240 A/N: Based on the song One of the Boys by Katy Perry!
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amazing???????? the angst is so damn good and the END?!!!! 😭😭 I'm okay I'm fine it's cool.
beautifully written and absolutely amazing. please read this !
The art of broken love; K.T
writer: moonlightchildz
date published: 03/07/2020
pairings: taehyung x reader
warnings: smut: creampie, fingering, unprotected sex, oral f. receiving, uhh does dirty talk count??, use of drug (weed), & angst
description: you were utterly and irrevocably in love with kim taehyung. problem was that he was your best friend’s ex.
word count: 21.2k (whoops)
His lips are roaming the crook of your neck, tongue sweeping your skin. His hands are placed on the wall that you’re backed into, eyes watching you as you begin to lose yourself into his touch. You’re mewling at just the sensation of his mouth on your skin, hands beginning to tangle themselves into his long, wavy hair. His wet kisses start to trail up your neck, kissing the side of your mouth as you giggle, eyes opening to finally see him.
“Taehyung,” you pull him closer, noses nudging against each other’s. He hasn’t kissed you yet and you’re becoming a tad bit crazier as each second passes since you need to kiss him at this point.
“I love you,” he whispers it out against your mouth, fingers encasing your mouth to keep you close to him. Your eyes widen, fingers becoming numb. “I love you.”
And before you could utter those same words out to him, you woke up.
“Holy fuck,” you panted out heavily, hands trembling as you tried to get yourself together. You glanced around your bedroom, noting that it’s past three am and you feel those familiar tears paint your face once again.
You did not just have a wet dream of fucking your best friend’s ex.
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pairing: y/n x taehyung
summary: kim taehyung is your childhood crush. of course you have kept up to date with his success, but you never thought to reach out to him. suddenly, when he's visiting his home town on vacation, he comes to the kindergarten where you work to pick up his cousins. needless to say, you're shocked.
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“the one where taehyung asks you an important question, laying out very questionable factors too.”
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The rain continues to pour hard as you and Taehyung run as fast as you could towards the telephone booth, squishing yourselves in inside the small enclosed space with loud snickers and silly side comments on how out of all the instances the both of you could possibly forget bringing an umbrella with you, doing a quick visit to the convenience store near the hospital when you knew there was a high chance of rain just had to be it.
Taehyung closes the door and hisses playfully at how his scrubs and coat feel absolutely wet on him. His hair is damp too, with strands of it falling on his forehead that he had to push back in order to look at you in front of him who’s grinning amusedly to yourself, getting a handkerchief from your pocket to wipe some droplets of water away from your cheeks before you abruptly reach up and do the same to him without a second thought.
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