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In The Summer Rain

Prompt: " your eyes are begging me to touch you there, might be a thousand people watching but we don't care."

Summary: You think that the rain has ruined your planned picnic date on the rooftop of your apartment with your boyfriend however he notices your tension and decides that you could still spend it well and enjoy it still despite the gloomy weather and possible prying eyes.

Pairing: Taehyung X Reader

Genre: Fluff. Smut.

Wordcount: 2K

Warning: Public. Oral (Female Receiving). Fingering. An attempt at writing it at least.

A/N: please I tried this area of smut for the first time inspired by a song ;_; I'm so sorry if it's trash but despite that please enjoy your day/night! Just a little quick something from my drafts while I work on requested scenarios hehe! Apologies in advance for very possible spelling errors and grammatical errors :")

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You are sat side by side next to your boyfriend who has you plush to his side while you rest your head on his chest under the roofed door to the rooftop when you notice him getting a little to touchy and cheeky.

“Tae,” you say in a low wary voice as you feel his fingers trail under your damp shirt.

“Yeah?” He asks innocently and you look up at him with narrowed eyes before you sigh and get up, ripping yourself away from him.

“Let's go.” You exhale as you cross your arms over your chest and rub your arms, mostly to keep yourself warm despite Taehyung having lent you his jacket but also to keep your exposed chest and hard nipples which was a result from more than just the cold hidden through your now see through wet shirt as Taehyung’s eyes fall onto them the moment you get up.

You instantly regret not wearing a bra, but it had been too hot and the trip up to the rooftop wasn't one that meant crossing paths with anyone with your boyfriend next to you, in this case any one. But obviously mother nature had to change something today.

“Why the rush?” He smirks knowingly after he rips his eyes off your chest and pushes the image of your flushed cheeks to the back of his mind for now, shutting his eyes calmly and leaning back, inhaling the humid warm air as his hair slightly falls back to reveal his dark perfect brows.

“Tae, it’s raining? Our picnic is cancelled? We don’t have anything else to do here ?” you try to explain but Taehyung doesn’t seem to be listening to you as he remains in his relaxed position.

“It's barely drizzling.” he corrects and You huff in frustration.

“You know what, you can stay here alone because I'm-" you begin but Taehyung opens his sharp eyes, taking you by the hand pulling you down so you land on his lap and straddle him.

“Tae!” you shriek as you smack his chest and he chuckles at your reaction.

“Let's stay,” he says, voice suddenly a lot more deeper than usual as a hand rests on your hip while the other comes to cup your cheek and you feel your cheeks get warm as his breathe tickled your prickly skin.

“A-and do what?” you stutter, squirming underneath his dark gaze as you feel his bulge growing and pressing onto your pulsing core.

“Anything,” he breathes out, voice filled with rasp and lust as he licks his plush soft bottom lip and your eyes immediately fall onto them.

“Okay,” you manage to say and Taehyung smirks, bringing your face closer to his until your lips are pressed against each others.

You grind into his member as the kiss gets deeper and Taehyung growls into the kiss, hand roaming over your torso before he gropes your breast and you moan into his lips.

He leaves your lips to litter open mouthed kiss down your jaw to your neck, not forgetting to mark you, his favourite thing to do.

When his long fingers find their way on the hem of your wet shirt your eyes shoot open.

“T-Tae,” you panic, looking around at the apartment windows that had their lights on since it was currently dark despite it being 4pm and usually quite sunny because it was still cloudy.

“What is it?” He asks with concern, he would never want to make you do something you weren't comfortable with.

“T-there are people,” you whisper and Taehyung chuckles and you frown at him as your cheeks get heated.

“As Y/N, are you shy? We don’t have to do it here if that’s what-" he begins as he smiles reassuringly at you but you roll your eyes midsentence, reaching for the hem of your shirt and taking it off.

“Fuck Y/N,” Taehyung absentmindedly marvels as he admires your exposed breasts, your nipples hard and tall.

“Can we make this quick?” you say as you glance over your shoulder, feeling as if you're performing a lewd act for everyone to watch but since you’re with Taehyung you didn’t really care.

“Let's take our time,” Taehyung smirks and your eyes widen as you attempt to begin to protest but before you know it, Taehyung has grasped your waist by his two large hands has easily placed you over the picnic mat and blankets on the floor.

“Tae-" you begin but he reconnects your lips and your hands fly over his neck, his hand coming to grope your breasts as he pinches your nipple and you arch your back onto him as you moan, wrapping your legs around his waist as your hands run down his abdomen.

“T-take this o-off," you manage to say in between the kiss as you tug at the hem of his damp shirt and Taehyung pulls way to do what you have asked for, and he comes back to kiss you one last time before he begins kissing down your neck again but this time focusing more sucking on the sweet soft on your collarbone that has you moaning and tugging at his long locks.

He moves down as he places featherlike kisses down the valley of your breasts and you whimper.

He looks you dead in the eye as you look down at him, inching to your sensitive bud as he smirks.

He juts his tongue out to kitten lick your pebbled nipple once and you writhe under him. He places an open kiss on It, suctioning and hollowing his cheeks as he sucks and you arch your back into him , your nails digging into his scalp.

He pulls away with a lewd pop, blowing over the wet skin as your chest heaves up and down before he repeats the act on your other breast and you throw your head back as you begin to see stars.

His other large hands come to massage your needy breast, grazing your neglected nipple as he runs his palm over your plump swell.

“Tae, please,” you moan as your panties get uncomfortably soaking wet and your core aches with every touch.

“What is it baby?” He smirks, kissing the skin right below your breast and trailing down to where you need him the most.

“I need you, touch me please- fuck!” you gasp as you feel his long fingers rub against your clothed womanhood under your skirt, applying pressure to your clit.

“Like that?” He asks as he kisses your hip bone and hooks your thigh over his firm shoulder and you nod frantically.

“Yes, just like that please.” You pant and he smirks against your inner thigh, getting dangerously close to your dripping folds.

His fingers come to brush your clothed core once more as you shudder before he pushes them to the side and you shiver as the sudden breeze teases your throbbing core but you gasp as soon as his fingers begin playing with your folds as he spreads your moistness to ready you for the next step.

“You're already so wet, I bet you could take me right now huh?” Taehyung muses as his runs his fingers up and down your slippery core and you nod.

“Yes, I can do it,” you moan and Taehyung smirks before he inserts a digit in you and you gasp. He thrusts his long finger in and out you as you begin buck your hips into him and he inserts another one soon, curving them just right so that they come into contact with your sweet spot.

Your fingers find their way in his locks again and your cheeks get even more flush, the squelching sound of Taehyung fingering you against the sound of light raindrops tapping against the rooftop oddly satisfying.

It’s when he inserts a third finger and his thumb taps your swollen bundle of nerves that you throw your head back in pleasure as you vision blurs and your high arrives.

“T-Tae, I'm going to,” you pant in a whine and Taheyung nods with a of us smirk.

“Yes baby, come for me.” He breathes out as he picks his lips and that’s the trigger for you to come undone around him.

You come around his fingers and Taehyung pumps into you a few times before pulling away and you’re left a heaving mess.

“Fuck, you look so sweet.” He breathes out as he marvels at your glistening core and you whimper when he leans down to start to lick your dripping juices.

“T-Tae,” you cry as the corner of your eyes sting and you shy away from him, feeling very sensitive after having just come from riding your high and he pulls away, however you’re ashamed that your hips dare to buckle up into his wet warm muscles that runs up your folds in a single swipe, taking up all your juices like a starved man before he sucks your clit and grazes it with his teeth, making you writhe once again.

You’re even more ashamed when you whine as he pulls away, coming to hover above you as you wrap your arm around his neck and he leans down to kiss you.

“Sorry baby, I just had to taste you. You see how good you taste right?” He smiles as he rests his forehead on yours and you feel your cheeks heat up as you taste your self on your lips, but still your tongue sticks out shyly to lick your bottom lip as you look Taehyung dead in the eye.

“Fuck Y/N, I just got harder if that’s even possible,” he growls and your eyes widen. You just realise that Taehyung still hasn’t gotten his pleasure.

Your fingers come down in between your bodies to fiddle with his belt but Taehyung stops you, capturing your smaller hands in his as he brings it up to his lips and place a kiss on your knuckles.

You furrow your brows at him but Taehyung simply smiles at you.

“Not today, I think you’re a little to sensitive now and I don’t want to hurt you.” He says softly and you pout.

“What about you?” you ask with a frown and Taehyung chuckles, hand coming around your waist to pull you up into his lap again.

“I’ll be fine. Besides, the sun is coming up.” He shrugs as he rubs your bare back and you wrap your arms around his torso.

“Here,” he says as he reaches behind him, helping you put on the warm sweater he was wearing earlier before it got too hot and he took it off along with the jacket he had you wear when it started raining and put it aside.

“Thanks,” you smile and he flashes you his boxy grin, kissing your nose and putting his own shirt back on.

“I love seeing you in my clothes.” He beams and you chuckle, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down to you for a quick peck.

“And I love you.” You giggle and Taehyung grins.

“So do I.” He laughs, nuzzling into your neck as he wraps his hands around your waist.

You look over to your side and your eyes almost bulge out of your sockets when you see someone at the window of the next building with binoculars, looking at you and Taehyung.

“T-Taehyung,” you croak out, spirit leaving your body as your throat goes dry.

“Hmm?” He hums into your neck and you gulp.

“I think someone saw us.” You say lowly as you eye the shameless person who seemed to still be watching the two of you.

Taehyung furrows his brows, pulling away from your warm neck to look at the direction of your gaze and his eyes go wide.

“Uh, Oh.” Is all he says however he isn’t really as bothered about it as you are.

But then at the dimly lit window on a slightly further building he see’s an old lady he recognizes to be his neighbour, also looking at your direction with a half empty bowl of popcorn perched on the window pain. She must have been there for quite a while.

Taehyung rips his gaze away from the old lady he would make sure to embarrass later by hinting her actions to her husband to look down at your flushed face.

He decides that maybe for now, he should let you believe that only one person had seen what had just happened.

“Relax, I'm sure they didn't see much. It was drizzling right?” He chuckles lowly as he cups your cheek and makes you face him.

“You're sure?” you ask eyes glossy and bottom lip hanging out and low in a pout, on the verge of tears and Taehyung smiles as he laughs nervously and your anxiety doesn’t allow you to see just how too boxy the apparent reassuring smile he gives you seems.

“I'm sure.” He says patting the top of your head gently and he mentally makes a list of things to get you and do for you in order to make up for this lie before he finally tells you some day.

The bright relieved smile that etches across your face makes his shoulder slump as he makes that list longer, the idea of keeping the burden of the truth on his back for so long heavier with each passing second.

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Um... Wow bye 😭😱🙊⚰

Red Is For...

Prompt: "i don't know why you love me. that's why I love you."

Summary: When you wake up and you discover mother nature has decided to remind you that you're a healthy woman while you're in bed with your boyfriend, you end up projecting your frustration and embarrassment in a not so loving way onto him.

Pairing: Taehyung X Reader

Genre: Light Angst. Fluff 🤢 Boyfriend! Taehyung.

Wordcount: 3.2K

Warning: Period. Brief mentions of vaginal blood here and there. Nothing to be alert of really.

A/N: hey friends ! I hope you like this and have a nice day 💜 please drop by ask box and ask me anything, I'd like someone to talk to me hehe anyways enjoy 💃🏾

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“No no no....” You mutter to yourself like a mantra as you stare at it in disbelief.

There. The prominent red splotch against the white sheets.

This can’t be happening, especially not now.

Your eyes quickly dart to Taehyung who lays fast asleep beside you, lips slightly parted as he snores lightly.

“I can do this.” You laugh nervously as you attempt to device a plan to change the sheets without waking up Taehyung but optimally you realise it’s useless.

You sigh in defeat as you bury your face in your palm and you feel tears threatening to pour. This was so embarrassing for you.

Just then, you feel Taehyung shift and you straighten up, panic filled eyes jerking to his figure but you sigh in relief when you realise he just changed his sleeping position and is now facing away from you with his back turned to you.

An imaginary lightbulb appears above your head as you realise you should seize the opportunity.

You slowly get off the bed, using the blanket to cover the deep scarlet stain as you head to the toilet.

You'll deal with that later, you need to get some pads or tampons, whatever was available since you recalled that you were running really low last time.

After that, you will wake up Taehyung and guide his sleepy figure into the kitchen and sit him down on the dining table before quickly running back in and taking off the sheets and putting them aside to clean when he leaves for work. The perfect plan.

But as you search through the only cabinet in the whole house your lady toiletries were kept, you find nothing in the little space reserved for your lady essentials.

This can’t be happening.

Without a care for the sleeping ball of sunshine ( or two plus Yeontan) on the other side of the door, you start rummaging through all the cabinets and drawers like a mad woman, the amount of noise and ruckus you were making going unheard by you.

It is when you hear a few knocks on the door followed by a familiar raspy morning voice calling for you in concern that you freeze.

“Y/N?”

For the second time, your heart drops to your feet.

Shit.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” He calls again and you don’t respond, you feel your vision blur as your hands shake.

You’re so embarrassed, he probably already saw the blood stain and thinks it’s gross and thinks you're gross.

“Y/N is there anything you need ? Can I help?” He asks softer this time and you can’t help but burst into sob into the palm of your hands.

“Go away! Get lost ! ” you shout instinctively, immediately regretting your choice of words to keep Taehyung at bay while you go through a mental breakdown.

You want to apologize and tell him you don't mean it like that but you don't, instead you wait intently as you stare at the door for him to say something but he doesn’t.

Instead you hear footsteps walking away after some time before you hear some rather chaotic shuffling that then ceases before you hear the front door opening and shutting.

You feel somewhat dejected, maybe he was waiting for you to tell him to get lost so he really could get lost and not have to deal with your panicked, hormonal state. Why were you even sad about it? Isn’t this what you usually wanted anyway? To be alone during times like this and not have his hands all over you for cuddles he never seemed to be too old or tired for as all you craved was personal space?

Your shoulders slump as you sigh and press your back against the cold time walls. Maybe you would wait here until Taehyung leaves for work and then clean the sheets and come back here and never leave. You could live in here, you muse as you look around the modern but simple and clean toilet. The bath tub seemed a comfortable place to sleep in.

Just as you were getting a little too deep into your immature child like thoughts, you were brought back into the dreaded reality by a couple of knocks on the door.

“Who is there?” you asks almost expectantly.

“It’s me of course silly.” Taehyung chuckles and you feel heat rise to your cheeks. Of course, who else could it be.

“I thought I told you to go-" you begin, your pride and refusal to feel embarrassed twice in his presence this morning alone but he beats you to it.

“I’m not going. Open the door.” He says firmly and you feel a shudder run down your spine at the tone and command in his voice but still you have to stay your ground.

“Or what?” you challenge and you almost miss the low huff from him on the other side of the door.

“I’ll break down this door.” He shrugs and you gulp. He really could considering the fact he almost did that the last time front door couldn't get unlocked and he was only half drunk then. Imagine him sober in the morning with fresh surges of energy running through his veins.

So knowing his words aren't empty threats, you slowly walk to the door.

You crack it open just a little bit, your one eye peeping through and looking at Taehyung who contrary to the tone he was using, was smiling warmly at you.

“W-what do you want ?” you stutter as you shift under his gaze.

“Here.” He says as he passes you a plastic bag. He went to the store?

You furrow your brows as you open the crack a little wider to squeeze a hand through and take the package from Taehyung, who immediately walks off when you do.

“Hey, what’s this-" you begin but he cuts you off again.

“Take your time, but I bought food and it could get cold so song take too long~” he sing songs as he smiles at you with that boxy grin one last time before shutting the room, leaving you in a puzzled daze.

“What the-" you begin as you rummage through the plastic bag but your words are caught in your throat as you look at the clear plastic wrapped box you knew all too well with your mouth wide open.

You take it out, it’s just the one you use. You can’t help the way your cheeks burn, this time not from embarrassment. Rather from the way your heart felt so full and warm, affecting your whole body as you imagine Taehyung running to the store and searching for the right pack that were honestly hard to find, and then walking up to the cash register and paying for it, just for you.

Taehyung, your boyfriend, went and bought pads for you. And he didn’t mess up.

You immediately feel guilty for his you were behaving towards him and frown.

You need to apologize and thank him.

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When you are done freshening up and changing you walk into the kitchen to find Taehyung on his phone on the kitchen counter, the boxed meal on the table in their respective plastic bags untouched.

When he notices your presence he beams at you as he puts his phone down on the cold tiled top.

You smile awkwardly as you join him, suddenly not knowing how to act around him.

“I heated it up a little again, hope it’s warm enough?” He says as he pushed your container closer to you, the aroma of the warm meal already appetizing.

You gasp when you open it up and you see what the dish is. Some thing that would be so hard to find at this time of the day, something that you always craved during your period. Yet, it was right here in front of you.

You can’t help but lick your lip as your mouth watered.

“You should eat it before it gets cold.” He chuckles as he observes your expression, finding it extremely cute.

Your cheeks get heated as you pout. You clear your throat as you reach for your spoon and fork, trying to eat gracefully but failing mid way and digging into the meal like you’ve been starved for a whole week.

You clear you throat, not sure if you should address your curiosity over a wholesome breakfast but you knew you had to or else it would eat you alive and by the way Taehyung was looking at you with a raised brow, you knew he knew you wanted to say something. After all, you were tapping the table top and biting the inside of your cheek.

“How did you know?” you blurt out, not needing or wanting to elaborate further on the question and thanking the heavens Taehyung understood what you meant.

“We have the couple’s tracking app remember ?” He beams as he flashes his phone ahead of you and you let out a short laugh.

“It said you should've started tomorrow but I guess it's not very accurate. Maybe you forgot your menstruation would be coming soon.” He shrugs and you bite your lip. He was extremely chill about this. It’s not like Taehyung has never been around when you were on your period. You personally pushed him away so he wasn’t present for the most of it, except for times where you would literally force him to be in your shared apartment by an ultimatum because of the sudden urge for him to be in your presence.

“I kind of did, but thank god you remembered and saved me,” you smile sheepishly and Taehyung chuckles, poking at his food before he shoves a spoon full worth of noodles into his mouth, almost choking to which you laughed wholeheartedly at, gaining a pout from him before he joined you in a fit of laughter.

“Aren’t you going to work today?” you ask once you are done eating, beginning to collect the dishes and containers but Taehyung beats you to It, making you chuckle as he heads to the rubbish chute and disposes of the trash and saves the steel spoons and forks you both had switch to midway the meal because the plastic ones have snapped.

“Nope. I’m staying in today.” He shrug as he puts on an apron and you almost chuckle at the fact that he's all geared up just to wash a couple of spoons and forks but something else is itching in the back of your mind.

“Why?” you furrow your brows, the question coming out before you even processed it in your mind. You regret it immediately because you might just know why, images of a sobbing you booming through the phone, demanding Taehyung's presence next to you and threatening to lock him out for the rest of the day (which you really have done multiple times) if he doesn't come that instant. You really were a witch, especially when you were menstruating and poor Tae was your little victim.

You hear Taehyung chuckle as he glances over his shoulder , getting the gist of what you were thinking of.

“Don’t worry, I'll go in tomorrow.” He says as he turns on the tap and begins washing the utensils.

You suddenly feel an overwhelming wave of emotions swimming through your heart and soon enough your vision is blurry.

Without hesitating, you wobble towards him, enveloping him in a back hug.

“Thank You,” you say in a small voice as you press your cheek into his back which vibrates as he chuckles.

“You don’t need to thank me for things like this Y/N,” he says and you feel tears begin to fall down your cheeks, soaking the fabric of his t shirt.

“No. I do. Thank you for everything. And sorry. I can be such an annoying bitchy brat sometimes and you put up with it to this day. You deserve so much more but you don't leave me. Thank you for staying, and loving and care for me. Thank You.” You confess into his back.

Taehyung stays still, not responding. You begin to panic as you take your arms off his figure.

He abruptly reaches to the back of his neck and unties his apron, taking it off and putting it over the marble counter.

When he turns, you gasp. Stern dark eyes look down at you. He’s serious.

“Don’t ever say anything like that ever again.” He says, voice low and deep and you avoid his gaze.

“It’s true though. I didn't say anything wrong.” You retort still with a pout, even in this situation.

“Y/N,” Taehyung sighs as he cups your cheek and makes you face him.

“Yes, I love you and care for you. But I want to stay with you, I don't have to ‘put up’ with you because i never got tired with you to begin with, I never will. You’re the best person in the world and I'm so glad I found you, there's no where else I'd rather be so why would I leave ?” He says with a low laugh to lighten the mood and you can’t help but smile.

“Look, Y/N, I appreciate your thanks and everything but you don't need to say them. Even if you don't, I know you're happy. And I'm not doing this just because I’m a ‘kind person’, it’s because I love you a lot and want to do everything for you to make you feel better and happy and help as much as I can all the time as your boyfriend.” He confesses, pressing his forehead against yours as you look up at him through your lashes, your heart fluttering in your chest while butterflies somersault in your belly, which to be honest your not sure if it’s because of Taehyung’s words or the fact that you were menstruating and your uterus walls were literally falling apart.

“Tae...” You breathe out, feeling tears threaten to spill again and just as soon a drop falls, he wipes it away with his thumb with a small smile.

When your bottom lips start quivering Taehyung chuckles, pulling you into his embrace as you cry your heart out in his chest. You don’t even know why you were crying but it felt so good to be in Taehyung's arms while he soothes down your hair and whispers loving words in your ears while you did so you had no problem.

After a while, you calm down. Sobs reduced to nothing but hiccups. That’s when Taehyung speaks again.

“Y/N?” He calls as his large palms smooths up and down your back, making you melt further into his chest.

“Hmm?” you hum as through your barely opened lips while your eyes are lightly shut.

“I hope you know you’re not a bratty bitch.” He says and you smile.

“Thanks.” You snort and he chuckles.

“But you can be a bit of a brat sometimes...” He muses and you tut your tongue, pulling away from the hug to smack his chest playfully.

“Whatever Kim Taehyung,” you say as you jokingly roll your eyes and walk into the room.

You are about to get your phone on the bedside table when you furrow your brows.

Were you forgetting something?

You look around the room for a hung until your eyes land on the clean linen sheets.

That’s right.

You quickly climb over it, taking off the blanket and expecting to see the red stain but you see nothing.

Perhaps...

“Tae?” you call out and you hear him respond with a low but audible ‘yeah?’

“Did you change the sheets?” you ask as you clench the crisp sheets in your hands and mentally mumble silent prayers. You don't even know what it is you wanted but you were praying.

“Yeah. I put the previous ones in the laundry. Don’t worry about it!” he calls from the living room and you feel like you’ve fallen in love with him some more at the same time you feel as if you owe him a lot more.

You can’t even help the giddy smile that appears on your face as you, in just one day, have rediscovered just how great of a person your boyfriend was.

It’s at times like this that the overwhelming fact that your boyfriend was the most precious person in the world takes over and you want to cry.

He loves you this much and you don't know why, but maybe you don't ever need to know exactly why because you love him just as much with all your heart. That’s all that matters.

“Tae! You want to cuddle?” you fiddle with the sheets you’re clutching as you peer at the door. It’s very not like you to initiate in skin ship let alone cuddles during this time of the month but you need to be close to him for some reason and you're hoping he won’t tease you about it, at least not now but he wouldn't since you angry when you're on your period is evidently not so... pleasant . Soon enough a head pops out from behind the door, a mop of red hair and a boxy grin.

“Of course!” He exclaims ecstatically  and when you sigh in relief and grin he takes that as approval, you don’t have the time to prepare yourself as he lunges himself at you and tackles you down onto the fluffy bed that was getting messy as the both of you moved around, with not too much strength but just enough that you’re trapped under him.

“Tae! Oh my god!” you snort when he nuzzles into the crook of your neck, tears burning at the corner of your eyes as you run your fingers through his red silky locks and pull him closer to you.

Red, the colour of his lustrous tresses you loved too much. Red, the colour of the splotch against the white sheets that had sent you into a panicked state this morning. Red, all you saw through it all as you lashed it Taehyung mindlessly. Red, the colour of embarrassment that painted your cheeks when you realized he was just trying to help.

But most importantly; Red, as he comes up to face you, your noses brushing as he places a quick peck on your lips while he opens his eyes stares down at you with twinkles glimmering in his orbs, you giggle as you pull him closer and take in his warm sweet scent. Red, the colour of the love you have for each other.

 The end~ how did you like it ? Was it nice ? Did I do well ? Let me know ~ see you guys again with something written out God knows when pray for me :") 💜

To all the amazing BTS fic writers out there, Can you please write soft smut/love making? Something that doesn't include sub! Dom!, daddy kink, rough sex etc. Just feeling, touching, looking before moving to next step because i can imagine them doing it like that. I've tried finding lovemaking fics for so long but couldn't fing any. Please i beg of you tell me if there is any or write one🙏🙏🙏

I have so many ideas of my own but laziness comes in the way. Please guys!!

Cosmic Love | Chapter One |

| C O S M I C  L O V E | ~

Rather than something with a true definition, cosmic love is more of a theory, belief, or feeling involving strong spirituality. This belief revolves around the idea that individuals are spiritual soulmates that share the same life path or destiny as if they were destined to be together by the universe.

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Y/n L/n joins her undesignated sister Hayley Marshall on her trip to New Orleans to find her birth parents. On their journey they both find out Hayley is pregnant with the infamous Niklaus Mikaelson’s child. Leading the sisters to go through trials and tribulations being associated with the Mikaelson’s. Though on Y/n’s journey with the Mikaelson’s she meets two unique men, who happened to be Niklaus’s sires. Meeting the two men Y/n couldn’t help but be attracted to them for some reason. Jungkook Jeon and Taehyung Kim were their names. Both men made Y/n feel things that she’s never felt before. It didn’t take Y/n long to find out what she was feeling was love and something else. It was a love that consumed her entire being. It wasn’t just a regular or dull love; it was a Cosmic Love.

Pairing - Taehyung Kim x fem!reader x Jungkook Jeon

Main Cast - Y/n L/n (fem!reader) [ possessed shifter witch] | Taehyung Kim [ vampire / warlock AKA Heretic] | Jungkook Jeon [ Werewolf / Vampire AKA Hybrid] | The Originals cast as themselves | to be continued …

Fandoms - The Originals s1 - s5 X BTS

Warning - (18+ ) l Language l Gore l Violence l Mature themes l Poly. Rela. [bxgxb - bxb - bxg] l Spoilers

Chapter Warning - | mention of strangling | violence | mention of death | blacking out | fluff | I believe that is all....

WC - almost 11k

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Lying asleep in the passenger seat of a car was a black cat. That black cat happened to be Y/n L/n who was waiting for Hayley Marshall.

Years have gone by since the two teenage girls who were now women have met, and they were closer than ever. Though the two had separated not that long ago to go on different journeys. Y/n to chase after a lead on a small pack of shifters that she met, who moved around alot. And Hayley to chase leads on her birth parents which led her to Mystic Falls and now New Orleans. After learning all she could from the pack of shifters, Y/n decided to join Hayley once again on her journey to find her parents. She promised the pack to keep in touch, but knew she needed to be with Hayley after hearing all the trouble she had got into while in Mystic Falls. Y/n knew Hayley needed someone after still coming up empty handed on information on her parents, and the events of helping the hybrids.

So, after some weeks or so here they are in New Orleans with Y/n waiting in a car for her sister.

Y/n was interrupted by the sound of the car door opening. Opening her eyes, she was met with Hayley smiling at her with a bag of food. Upon seeing the food caused Y/n to jump up in excitement but fall off the seat in her cat form. Leading Hayley to laugh as she put the food down and picked the cat up from the floor placing her on the seat. Reaching into the back seat Hayley grabbed a long black coat that was almost like a dress as she heard Y/n shift. Turning she was met with Y/n as a human bare | seeing as she can't shift with her clothes on | smiling as she tried to pick at the food in the bag Hayley brought.

"Here," Hayley started as she gave the jacket to Y/n. Putting down the food Y/n took the jacket and put it on while listening to Hayley. Y/n then began braiding her long hair that was down to her lower back.

"I got a new lead from a witch on a pack of werewolves," Hayley informed as she started the car once Y/n was settled in her seat. Nodding Y/n reached for the food again and began eating. Hayley started explaining to Y/n about the information she got from Jane-Anne Deveraux. While listening Y/n ate her food as she fed Hayley who was driving.

After some time, Hayley ended up taking out a map. She was having trouble reading while driving so she gave it to Y/n for her to read. Both were talking about random things that happened in their time away from each other while Y/n called out directions.

"So, you gotta tell me again because it amazes me so much. You can now turn into any creature or animal you want!" Hayley exclaimed in shock as she looked from the road to Y/n. Y/n chuckled hearing and seeing Hayley's shocked expression. Chuckling Hayley then turned her attention on the road.

"Yes, I can. As long as I have a full picture of the animal or creature in my memory or mind I can. It helps to also know some facts about the thing I want to shift into too. Turn that way," Y/n smiled as she pointed out the direction to go. Hayley was about to ask Y/n more questions when she was cut off by the car stopping. Grunting in frustration, Hayley slams her hands against the wheel until Y/n stops her by grabbing her arm and gets out of the car. Nodding Hayley sighing she watched Y/n go to the front of the car and open the hood. Getting out Hayley follows Y/n looking under the hood of the car.

"I can't find anything wrong with it. Can you?" Y/n questioned Hayley as she scratched her head in confusion. Hayley shakes her head finishing her assessment of the engine.

"Ugh no I can't!" Hayley exclaimed with frustration as she kicked it growling out 'stupid car' under her breath. Hayley was so close to finding another lead on her parents and has set back because of a stupid car that doesn't want to work. She was about to kick the car again but was stopped by Y/n.

"Stop! Messing up the car isn't going to fix anything Hayley. Check the map to try to find out where we are." Y/n instructed as she looked around trying to find any landmarks. Hayley complies and unfolds the map to look as she takes out her phone. After having the phone cut off, she sighs then studies the map Hayley then looks to Y/n with another sigh.

"Do you see any landmark-," Hayley was about to ask Y/n a question but was stopped by the map catching on fire. Yelping in fright, Hayley throws the map away and instantly goes on alert. Seeing the map catch fire Y/n goes on alert as well upon feeling magic nearby. And she instantly knew there were witches nearby. Y/n's instincts were going wild alerting her of danger. Which led Y/n to take off her coat and drop to all four shifting into a tiger. Hayley watched as Y/n shifted and knew something was coming and wasn't good. On alert and growling she sends out a roaring of warning. Y/n then stands in front of Hayley growling. That was when witches came out of the shadows and started to circle the two. Hayley looked around in fear but was soon met with darkness as she fell to the ground unconscious. Y/n watched as Hayley fell to the ground, her eyes glowing red as she let out another roar. That didn't stop two witches from attacking her. Many were surprised to see the two witches' necks snap. Leading the witches to look at the tiger in fright, while they were distracted Y/n ran and jumped on the closest person and attacked. Now standing on top of a lifeless body Y/n was about to attack another but flinched when she felt she was shot by something. Turning and looking she sees three tranquilizing darts sticking out of her furry stripped side. Her vision becomes blurry rather quickly and she begins to struggle to stand being that she was shot with three darts. Y/n then falls on her side and begins to succumb to the darkness. The last thing Y/n saw was a man picking up Hayley and throwing her over his shoulder, while two began walking towards her ready to lift her as she was still in her tiger form. Eyes fluttering the last thing Y/n was able to do was let out a faint growl before she let the darkness engulf her vision.

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"Welcome to the dark side of New Orleans, a supernatural playground where the living is easily lost and the dead stick around and play," A tour guide shares with a crowd. In the crowd stood a smirking Klaus Mikaelson with two curious men in tow. Taehyung Kim and Jungkook Jeon were following Klaus, accessing their surroundings curiously.

The three had split up a few months ago after Klaus was threatened by Stefan. Who was killing his hybrids. Knowing that Jungkook was in no shape to protect himself after just being turned into a werewolf vampire hybrid, Klaus sent him away. With Taehyung to help him with his transitioning, as well as to help Jungkook break the sire bond that he had upon being turned. Klaus was paranoid at first to have the sire bond lifted but after years of knowing Jungkook and Taehyung he knew he could trust them. So, with hesitancy Klaus sent them away but kept in touch with the two. Keeping them informed on what was going on in his home at Mystic Falls. Staying in touch and hearing of his troubles Taehyung and Jungkook were worried about their sire. Once hearing that someone was planning against Klaus the two were done with staying away. So, with much argument the two followed Klaus to New Orleans. Now here Taehyung and Jungkook are a little distance away and are listening as Klaus talks to a woman they know to be a witch.

"Good afternoon. Time for one more?" Klaus greet with a smile as he sat down in front of the witch.

"I have nothing to say to you," she stated while putting her things away ready to go. Before the witch could go she was stopped by Klaus.

"Oh, now, that's not very amiable, is it? You don't even know me," Klaus taunted making her sit down. Getting crowded around them, Taehyung and Jungkook moved to stand behind Klaus. Noticing the two she sends a foul look at the three men in front of her.

"I know what you are. Half-vampire, half-beast. You're the hybrid. With your pet over there who's a hybrid too. And that one a sorry excuse for a warlock, an abomination half-vampire half-siphoner." The witch sassed.

"Don't speak of us like that, "Jungkook grunted out trying to consume a growl. Hearing him led Taehyung to place a comforting hand on his arm. While Klaus tsked at the witch speaking to the witch with narrow eyes.

"I'm the original hybrid, actually," Klaus started when Taehyung stopped his speech, gesturing to cut it short. With a nod understanding they needed to find a certain witch Klaus continued, "but that's a long story for another time. I'm looking for someone. A witch. Perhaps you might be able to help me find her. Jane-Anne Deveraux," Klaus questioned.

"Sorry. I don't know," she informed Klaus. This caused Jungkook to groan aloud and lean his head in frustration. Leading the two other men to chuckle at his behavior. Because all three of them knew that the witch was lying.

"Well, now, that's a fib, isn't it? Now, you see... I know that you're a true witch amongst this sea of poseurs. So, enough with the fabrications. I've quite a temper," Klaus grunted, finally done with his nice act.

"Witches don't talk outta School in the quarter. The vampire won't allow it. Those are the rules. I don't break Marcel's rules," the witch faltered as she looked around with fear. Jungkook was confused more than ever after hearing this Marcel guy. Taehyung was as well until he remembered the name Marcel from the stories Elijah told the two once. That was a long time ago and only because both Taehyung and Jungkook were curious about why they never visited New Orleans. When they really wanted to. Klaus ended up throwing a glass at the wall and leaving the room upon hearing anything to do with New Orleans. Which led Elijah to tell them the story of Marcel, and then warn them never to bring up New Olreans nor Marcel. Which the two never did again. Taehyung understood why Klaus froze for a second hearing the name.

"Marcel's rules? Where do you suppose I might find Marcel?" Klaus questioned which the witch answered. Having the information he wanted, Klaus gestured for Taehyung and Jungkook to follow. Which they did, the three then walked to a secluded area.

"You two go ahead and explore while I check this Marcel person out, and if you find anything suspicious let me know. Understood?" Klaus instructed the two which they agreed to do. Taehyung though wanted to ask about Macel but was hesitant to. Seeing his hesitation piqued Klaus's interest so crossing his arm he asked.

"What is it, Taehyung? I can see you wanting to ask a question. It is written all over your face."

"Um you don't have to answer but... do you think it's Marcel from a long time ago?" Taehyung asked cryptically not wanting to divulge into it that much. Clueless Jungkook then finally understood the significance of the name Marcel, finally remembering the stories that Elijah told them. Klaus saw Jungkook's realization upon his expression and was shocked that the two knew of Marcel, until he came to the conclusion it was his brothers doing.

"Let me guess Elijah told you," Klaus growled out with a clenched jaw. The two answered with a nod. Klaus shook his head sighing knowing he couldn't be angry at the moment, and it was way past due. So, he let it be.

"I don't know. That's what I'm going to find out. Until then you know what to do, I'll call when we are to meet again." Klaus advised and with his enhanced speed he was gone leaving the two alone. Taehyung was stuck in his thoughts worrying about his sire. Until Jungkook pulled him away from them by grabbing a hold of his hand with a reassuring smile.

"Don't worry so much about him. He's a thousand plus year old hybrid. He can take care of himself." Jungkook said, trying to comfort him. Hearing his reassurance led Taehyung to nod with a smile. Turning to Jungkook he placed a kiss on his cheek, causing Jungkook to chuckle and look down bashfully. This caused Taehyung to smile and then tug him by his hand.

"You're right. Now where do we go first?" Taehyung beamed as he looked around with excitement. That was what the two did for the day exploring each shop, watching performers, and dancing around with each other. Soaking up the joyful time they had with one another. Still keeping an ear out for anything to do with Klaus. That is until they got a call from their sire to meet up.

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"Will you stop glaring at me! How many times do I have to say I'm sorry Y/n?" Hayley seethed at Y/n who was glaring still in her tiger form. It had been days since the two had been kidnapped by the witches. The witches had put an old metal collar that was spelled around Y/n's neck to bind her magic, but they couldn't do anything about her shifting; it was a part of her nature, nothing could stop it. So, instead to keep her from shifting into anything else other than her human form | which Y/n wouldn't change to not wanting to be vulnerable without her magic |. But to keep control of Y/n they threatened to tranquilize her again and hurt Hayley. After she was dealt with, they shifted their attention to Hayley and did multiple witch tests on her. And now finally Y/n and Hayley were informed that Hayley was pregnant with none other than Klaus Mikaelson's child. Which led Y/n to spend most of her time glaring at Hayley nowadays.

"I know! I fucked up! It was a mistake, goodness," Hayley grunted.

Listening to Hayley, Y/n huffed and rolled her eyes and went back to glaring at the pregnant woman. Seeing Y/n glare at her once more Hayley sighed and turned her attention to the wall of a tomb paying her no mind. Y/n though was still glaring but now at the cement wall as well. Y/n was frustrated with herself because she was so excited to be with Hayley once again, she ended up overlooking the sound of another heartbeat coming from her. Y/n felt if she had heard it soon, they wouldn't be in this mess. Both were shaken from their thoughts upon hearing Sophia Deveraux speaking to someone.

"We can talk freely here."

"Then I suggest you start talking. What did your sister want with Niklaus?" A man with an accent was heard. Both of the girls looked at each other with curious gazes and continued to listen.

"Isn't it obvious? We have a vampire problem, and we need help. Marcel has an army backing him. The witches have been trying to fight back. We haven't had much luck, until my sister Jane-Anne met a girl, a werewolf passing through the quarter from a small town in Virginia. She had a special connection to your brother." They heard Sophia explain to the man.

"What kind of connection?" He questioned.

"Apparently, they spent some time together. One thing led to another and now this special werewolf girl – she's pregnant. And the father of the child she's carrying is your brother Klaus." Sophia informed him.

"That's impossible," the man argued.

"Nothing is impossible, especially not when it comes to your brother. Think about it - they call him the hybrid, right?" Sophia tries to explain she then raises her voice.

"Bring them out!"

That was the last thing the two heard before two witches grabbed Hayley. Y/n growled and was readying herself for an attack but stopped once seeing a witch point a gun at her. Huffing she then followed behind the three and kept an eye on Hayley, making sure she wasn't hurt. The witches came out and appeared standing in formation around Hayley and the tiger. Elijah watches both with interest. While Hayley was confused and irritated, Y/n was huffing as she paced in front of Hayley.

"Who the hell are you?" Hayley questioned.

"Give us a moment, please." The man dismissed the witches.

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Elijah, Hayley and Y/n were inside a burial vault, lit by candles on the walls. Elijah standing a small distance away. Hayley is sitting on a bench, while Y/n sits at her feet. With her head on Hayley's lap chuffing as she runs her fingers through Y/n's fur. Elijah stands and watches the two interact with each other in amazement, but then questions.

"May I ask why you have a tiger with you? And how is it able to act... in such a manner?"

"It's not an it, it's a she. And her name is Y/n L/n, she's, my sister. She's not just a tiger, she's a hybrid. Half-witch and half-shifter," Hayley sighs, leaving out about Y/n's possession, as she continues to pet Y/n. Y/n was grateful for her not telling which met no one knew not even the witches. Though right now Y/n couldn't help but continue her chuffing loudly while closing her eyes, it was her instincts in this form taking over. This led Hayley to smile and giggle, leaning as she kissed the crown of the tiger's head. Elijah smiles watching the two.

"That is rare. I haven't heard of such a thing. I have heard of shifters though never had the pleasure of meeting any," Elijah says as he remembers what he had learned of shifters years ago. But then he sighs, grabbing the other two's attention. Elijah knew he had to get on with the topic of the witches and such.

"So, have they been holding you here against your will?" Elijah asked Hayley, who let her hand fall from Y/n's head.

"They lured me out to the bayou and grabbed us. And they did all these... weird witchy tests. Not that I understand how this could happen. I mean, vampires are dead. They can't have children!" Hayley tells him with irritation.

"Perhaps if you knew my brother's story, it might explain how this is possible. Here, if I may, "Elijah ponders. Then he tries to lay his hand on Hayley's temple and lightly on Y/n's head but Hayley recoils and Y/n growls.

"What are you doing?" Hayley questions for both.

"Relax. If you both open your minds to me, I can show you," he answers. Hayley allows Elijah to touch her head as did Y/n. And they close their eyes. Instantly Elijah was surprised he wasn't able to reach Y/n's mind, only Hayley's.

"Hmm, interesting I cannot show you Y/n. your mind is heavily blocked," he informs the tiger with interest. Wanting to distract him, Hayley grabs his attention.

"It's okay I'll tell her about it later," Hayley rushed out. Hearing this Elijah nods and places his hand back to Hayley's temple and speaks as he shows her his memories for Y/n. With the two eyes closed Y/n listens and watches the two.

"In the beginning, our family was human... A thousand years ago, now. Men that could transform themselves into wolves during the full moon," he starts and goes on to explain the story of his family and their loss. He then continues, "our family was devastated, none more than Niklaus. Desperate to protect the rest of us, our father forced our mother to call upon her black magic in order to make us stronger." Elijah then explains the story of his siblings turning. "Thus, the first vampires were born. But with this speed, this strength, this immortality, came a terrible hunger. No one felt this hunger more than Niklaus. When he killed for the first time, we knew what he truly was. He wasn't just a vampire. "

"He was also a werewolf. That's how the werewolf curse works. It isn't activated until you take a life." Hayley said, with the knowledge of being a werewolf but also interest of the family. Y/n also listens with interest as she tilts her head, she wanted to ask her own questions but couldn't. She would shift back to her human form not until her and Hayley were away from these witches.

"Niklaus was the result of an indiscretion our mother had hidden from us all. An affair with a werewolf like yourself. Infuriated by this betrayal, my father forced our mother to cast a spell that would suppress Klaus's werewolf side, denying him any connection with his true self." Elijah informs the two still in his memories.

"Your dad was a dick," Hayley insulted while Elijah chuckled. Y/n wanted to let them know her own thoughts but couldn't because they wouldn't understand.

"I'm Hayley, by the way. You should probably know my name if you're gonna tell me your whole life story. I mean, I know yours. Your family is legendary. Your brother is a notorious psycho... who I slept with. Classic me."

"I cannot excuse his behavior, but you must understand, when our father hunted him – hunted us – for centuries, every time we found a moment of happiness, we were forced to flee. Even here, in New Orleans, where we were happiest of all. Not long after Niklaus broke the spell which prevented him from becoming a hybrid, he defeated our father. I thought this would make him happy," he shakes his head but then continues, "he was angrier than ever. I wonder if perhaps this baby might be a way for my brother to find happiness. A way to save him from himself," Elijah finished and was now in thought. All three of their attention were shifted when Sophie entered the vault.

"I'm glad you feel that way, because we need your help," Sophia announced.

"What, precisely, is it that you want and what does it have to do with this young woman and her sister?" Elijah questioned looking towards Sophia with narrow eyes. As he was contemplating what to do.

"We want to run Marcel and his vampires out of town. Klaus is the key. Everything Marcel knows about being a vampire, he learned from Klaus. Marcel trusts him, looks up to him, and he won't see the betrayal coming," Sophia informs him with a look of determination.

"Yes, well, as I'm sure you're aware, my brother Niklaus doesn't like to be told what to do."

"That's why I brought you here. Marcel drove the werewolves out of town decades ago. Do you really think he's going to welcome a hybrid baby to the neighborhood? Convince Klaus to help us, and no one has to know about the newest member of the Original family," she threatened.

"That sounds remarkably like blackmail," Elijah accused with a smirk.

"Like I said, I'm desperate," Sophia said with her head held high.

"Well, then, I have my work cut out for me, don't I?" Elijah sighed, sending a look of reassurance with a nod to Hayley and Y/n then was gone instantly. Hayley was fearful in that moment and Y/n could sense it. So, turning she began rubbing her head against Hayley's thigh as she stood to comfort her. Crouching Hayley hugs the tiger and sighs soaking up Y/n affection using it as a distraction.

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After spending the day with each other Taehyung and Jungkook got a call from Klaus to meet him. All three were standing on a balcony watching the crowd below. Jungkook and Taehyung were listening intently as Klaus told them about his findings on Marcel. Both were shocked to hear Marcel was in fact the same man from the stories they heard of from Elijah. After hearing of Klaus's escapades with Marcel, they are now standing on the balcony in thought on what to do. Though they are taken from their thoughts as Elijah appears.

"Evening, Elijah." Klaus greets as he still leans over the balcony not surprised by his brother's appearance.

"Niklaus." Elijah greets but then turns his attention to the other two. Taehyung sends him a wave with a wide smile, while Jungkook sends him a wide smile as well. Seeing the two causes Elijah to smile with a chuckle, happy to see them again.

"Hello Elijah!" Taehyung beamed as he rushed forward to hug the suited Original.

"Hello Taehyung, it's good to see you." Chuckled Elijah as he returned the hug. The two were always close, taking interest in the same things and what not. The two enjoyed seeing each other again after such a long time. Small laugh escaped Taehyung as he pulled away from the hug. Returning to his spot next to Jungkook, with his wide smile still residing.

"Hey Eli," Jungkook greets with a smile, happy to see them reunite.

"Hello Jungkook, good to see you as well," Elijah nods slightly in greeting which Jungkook returns.

"Now all the greetings are over with. What an entirely unwelcome surprise Elijah." Klaus grunted out not caring for the interaction. Even though the three were always the closest. Not that they ever met Kol or Fin, and they only spent a little time with Rebekah, which meant they didn't really have a bond with them. Only two who Taehyung and Jungkook really knew were Klaus and Elijah and were closest with them out of all the Mikaelson siblings. But at times Klaus still had his moments of jealousy though.

"And what an entirely unsurprising welcome on your end Niklaus. Come with me." Elijah nods a gesture for the three to follow him. Taehyung and Jungkook were about to follow but stopped upon hearing Klaus.

"I'm not going anywhere until I find out who is conspiring against me."

"I believe I just found that out for you." Elijah informed

Elijah was back at the cemetery with the three trailing behind him. Some witches were present with Hayley and Y/n. Reaching the area where everyone was, the three were shocked to see a tiger lying on top of a tomb watching. Taehyung and Jungkook were captivated by the tiger, so much so they didn't listen to the argument that was happening between the witch and original siblings.

"Do you see the tiger too or I'm I am seeing things?" Jungkook whispered under his breath in shock as he leaned into Taehyung. Jungkook was just as amazed as Taehyung when he saw the tiger.

"No, you're not, I see the tiger too," Taehyung gushed silently, as he was awestruck by the bright orange striped feline lurking.

What the two didn't know was that Y/n was listening to them as they conversed. But she was only able to understand a few words that she learned from two of the shifters she knew. Y/n was just as lost for words seeing the two men. She knew what they were instantly upon scenting them. But Y/n thought they were ethereal, well to her they were. One with long dark hair that fell to his chin dressed in all black, topped off with a leather coat. And the other with dark hair that fell over his dark brown eyes dressed in black as well but with a turtleneck and overcoat. There was something nagging her though. Something with her instinct that was drawing her to the two. It was something so prominent to Y/n it was hard for her to resist the pull towards the two, which she did with difficulty. The three were pulled from their little world by Klaus's denial.

"No. It's impossible."

"I said the same thing myself." Elijah told Klaus trying to console him.

"This is a lie. You are all lying. Vampires cannot procreate," Klaus argued.

"But werewolves can. Magic made you a vampire, but you were born a werewolf. You're the Original hybrid, the first of your kind. And this pregnancy is one of nature's loopholes." Sophia explained to the men pointing to Hayley. Upon hearing this Taehyung and Jungkook caught up quickly with the conversation and looked at Hayley. Both listening and soon hearing a second heartbeat coming from her. They look at each other astounded with the information. But soon turned their attention to the conversation.

"You've been with someone else, admit it!" Klaus screamed at Hayley charging towards her. This led Y/n to growl loudly at Klaus causing him to growl back. It didn't scare Y/n though all she did was growl once again. And all watched as she leaped from her spot and began pacing in front of Hayley, she was starting to stress over the situation and was worrying about Hayley's safety. Seeing her stress caused Hayley to reach and grab the fur on Y/n's back pulling her gently to her side. Once Y/n was at her side Hayley looked up and snapped at Klaus.

"I've spent days held captive with Y/n in a freaking alligator bayou because they think that I'm carrying some magical miracle baby. Don't you think I would've fessed up if it wasn't yours?"

"My sister gave her life to perform the spell she needed to confirm this pregnancy. Because of Jane-Anne's sacrifice, the lives of this girl and her baby are now controlled by us. We can keep them safe. Or we can kill them. If you don't help us take down Marcel, so help me, Hayley won't live long enough to see her first maternity dress." Sophia threatened which caused many to look at her in astonishment.

"Wait, what?" Hayley questioned in fear. As Y/n began to growl profusely she wanted so badly to attack someone but seeing a witch point a gun at her made her stop. Y/n knew she couldn't afford being unconscious right now, so she made sure to stay close to Hayley.

"What the hell?" Jungkook gasped with shock as he looked at the witches in disgust. Many were shocked to hear him speak for the first time with an accent they were unfamiliar with. Jungkook didn't care for the looks though as he thought of what Sophia just said. Jungkook and Taehyung were fiercely protective of children. They always had a special spot in their hearts for them. Though Taehyung knew for a fact this child was Klaus's. He could feel with the magic he had the essences of Klaus with Hayley. Which stemmed from the child within her it was very faint, but there if concentrated enough you could detect it. Then suddenly Taehyung pieced together what Sophia said and questioned with a sigh in disbelief.

"Don't tell me your sister linked her to someone?" Taehyung asked with narrow eyes looking at Sophia. Many were shocked once again hearing him for the first time with his deep accent voice. But more so shocked that he knew what they did. What Taehyung questioned grabbed everyone's attention and caused Elijah to talk.

"Enough of this. If you want Marcel dead, he's dead. I'll do it myself."

"No. We can't, not yet. We have a clear plan that we need to follow, and there are rules." Sophia stated with confidence. Which led Elijah, Taehyung, and Jungkook to look at Klaus, awaiting his reaction.

"How dare you command me, threaten me, with what you wrongfully perceive to be my weaknesses. I won't hear any more lies." Klaus argues still not believing Hayley was pregnant with his child.

"Niklaus!" Elijah yelled, getting his attention. But his attention was soon turned to Taehyung who also said his name. Seeing Klaus look at him Taehyung nodded confirming he knew it was in true and the gesture to Hayley's stomach and spoke, "listen."

Klaus could instantly hear the heartbeat of the baby. He then looks at Hayley, to the tiger at her feet, to his brother and two sires, then finally the witches.

"Kill her and the baby. What do I care?" Klaus says with a clenched jaw and leaves. Jungkook and Taehyung were about to follow Klaus but were stopped by Elijah. All three hear Hayley exclaim as she tries to exit with Y/n.

"Screw this. I'm out of here!"

"No one touches the girls. Jungkook, Taehyung you both make sure nothing happens to them. Keep them and the child safe I will go after Klaus. Understood?" Elijah orders the two. They nod in agreement and stay back walking closer to Hayley and the tiger but keeping a distance, so they are comfortable.

"I'll fix this." Elijah states to Sophie with determination which she nods in response. Leading Elijah to vanish, leaving to go after Klaus. With him gone the witches dispersed and left the four to themselves for the time being. Upon hearing and seeing everyone leave both of the men could see Hayley and the tiger in a fearful state. Looking at one another they came up with a silent plan to distract the two. Taehyung's attention soon goes to the tiger, and he smiles in awe. Clearing his throat grabbed the girl's attention.

"I have to ask how you got your tiger?" Taehyung gushes as he crouches down in front of Y/n reaching his hand out for her to sniff.

"She's not my tiger and her name is Y/n. She's part shifter." Hayley informed the two men she still had no clue to who they were. Upon hearing Hayley introduce her, Y/n watches the man in interest. She was surprised that Taehyung still had his hand outstretched for her to sniff. Which she appreciated and hesitantly stepped forward. Upon reaching his hand Y/n took a whiff of his scent and was put in a daze. Her instincts taking over after a moment of taking in his scent, she leans into his touch. Chuckling Taehyung slowly brings his other hand up and uses both to run his fingers through her fur.

"Who are you guys anyways?" Hayley askes while watching closely as Taehyung pets Y/n.

"I'm Jungkook Jeon, and that's Taehyung Kim," Jungkook introduced, moving to give her a handshake which she accepted. Hearing his name caused Taehyung to send a smile to Hayley then turning his attention to Y/n. Upon hearing their names Y/n moves forward rubbing her head into Taehyung's chest and begins chuffing. From her bumping him Taehyung staggering back but was caught by Jungkook leading him to switch his position to kneeling. But as Taehyung petted her his hands came in contact with a metal collar, which made him confused.

"Why does she have this collar on? I can sense that it's spelled with magic. But from what I know, no magic can stop a shifter from shifting, so why is it on her?" Taehyung looked at Hayley in question.

"The witches put it on her. All I know is that it binds her magic, but something tells me there's a catch to it." Hayley shrugged, which Taehyung nodded understanding.

"Wait, she's a Hybrid?" Jungkook asked as he knelt beside Taehyung. He was now more interested than ever in who he knew was a Hybrid. Placing his hand in Y/n sight he does the same as Taehyung and waits for her to scent him.

"Yup she's half-shifter and half witch. But I'm honestly surprised she's so accepting of you both," Hayley wondered. Watching as Y/n takes a whiff of Jungkook's scent. After some time, Y/n leans into Jungkook's touch and chuffs as she instantly rubs her head into Jungkook's chest. Jungkook chuckles and runs his fingers through her fur atop of her head, as Taehyung chuckles as well petting along her back marveling at her black stripes. Y/n had no clue what was happening, but she was in a daze, as she soaked up their affection. Hayley couldn't help but chuckle watching her sister melt and turn to putty in these two men's arms.

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Not so long ago the lot of them had just found out from the witches, specifically Sophia, that she was indeed linked to Hayley as Taehyung predicted. Upon discovering this and Sophia demonstrating it on Hayley by sticking a pin in her hand caused an uproar of sorts. Which led to Jungkook and Y/n injuring two witches, they were stopped by Elijah making a deal to give them some time, midnight exactly.

When time came towards midnight their group were on alert when Elijah didn't show up on time. They soon discovered that Sophia and another witch, Agnes, was also linked to the cursed object around Y/n's neck. Not only did the collar bind one's magic but if in close distances one command or flick of the wrist from the ones who it's bound to the collar would shrink and strangle the wearer.

This time a demonstration from Agnes took place which led to another uproar involving Jungkook but also Taehyung. Seeing the feline fall to the ground gasping for air, caused Hayley to drop to her knees on the ground as a strangled sob escaped her. Also dropping to his knees Taehyung tried to siphon the magic from the collar after realizing he couldn't. He soon stood and stole the magic from a close witch and joined Jungkook in his attack against the witches. But both were stopped once again by Elijah's booming voice as he carried a body. The body happened to be Jane-Anne which led Sophia to stop Agnes's demonstration on Y/n and give Elijah more time. Before leaving, Elijah threatened the witches, then ordered Taehyung and Jungkook in their native language so hopefully the witches wouldn't understand.

"The shifter, girl, and the child remain unharmed, or Klaus will kill you all. And I will let these two continue on with their activities. And I will help them. You two continue on with keeping them safe, if they lift a finger to either of the girls you may kill as many until I return." And with a nod from Sophia and the two men he left. With a deal with the witches and the hybrid and heretic in charge of the girls' safety.

Now after finding out the new knowledge the four were getting to know each other a little more for some time. The four were now sitting. Jungkook and Taehyung were on a bench both talking about the situation they were in in their native tongue.

Next to them not far away was Hayley with Y/n next to her lying her tiger head on her lap, still exhausted from the workings of the collar. Both Y/n and Hayley were in a daze of sorts thinking. Hayley cursed herself for getting herself and her sister involved in such things worried about their future. Y/n more fearful because of the binding of her magic but also not being able to hear the one possessing her, their voice, along with fear over her and her sister's future, she was also angry that such an object could weaken her so much. Once thinking about these things caused Y/n to become stressed and grow anxious. Leaping from her spot on the bench she shook out her fur and began to pace.

Seeing her, Jungkook and Taehyung sent each other a look of concern. Hayley looked at her but didn't know what to do, so with a sigh she put her head to her hands. Which led Taehyung to get to take a seat and comfort her. Sighing Jungkook looked at the tiger with empath, he knew what she was going through. Being he was attuned with his wolf side scenting her Jungkook instantly knew the tiger was overstressed. So, getting up from his spot Jungkook went to Y/n. Jungkook piqued her interest as he sat on the ground not far from her reaching his hand for her. Seeing this had Y/n tilt her head in confusion but went to him anyway. Reaching his hand once again there was a pull that Y/n felt towards the hybrid that had her confused. But being in such a state she didn't really care; she just wanted the comfort.

What Y/n didn't know was that Jungkook felt a sort of pull to her as just half as intense as her, all he knew is the feeling stemmed from his wolf. Taehyung had a pull as well too due to his magic towards her but not as severe as the other two.

After Taehyung was done comforting Hayley with words of reassurance. The two looked up hearing the affectionate chuffing of Y/n once again. What they saw put smiles upon their faces. Y/n was lying half her body on Jungkook as he hugged the tiger. The two then heard the one-sided conversation Jungkook was having with her.

"- don't have to worry. Elijah will get Klaus to see reason. And I'll keep you all safe, no matter what. I'm sure Taehyung will too." Jungkook reassured the tiger who began chuffing louder upon hearing his promise. Jungkook wouldn't usually be so affectionate towards anyone beside Taehyung which confused him. But something within him just didn't care, all he knew was that he had to protect Y/n.

"I will keep you both safe as well, and the child too," Taehyung soothed with a promise. Taehyung couldn't help but get attached to Y/n, just as he knew Jungkook was. He knew there was a connection Taehyung could feel it with the magic he had, he just didn't know what. He promised himself he would look into it later after everything had calmed down and there was time. But what had him curious and puzzled over was what Y/n looked like. He wanted to put a face to this feline.

"Thank you, both of you." Hayley smiled gratefully. The four were interrupted by a clearing of a throat. It was Elijah who was standing at the entrance with a small smile.

"We may go," Elijah informed. Looking at the four Elijah knew then and there would be a special bond between them. But more so Jungkook, Taehyung and Y/n. He could tell by the way Jungkook was still holding Y/n and the way Taehyung looked at her.

"What about the witches and Klaus?" Taehyung was the first to ask Elijah as he stood. As he stood Hayley did as well. Grunting Y/n rolled off of Jungkook and stood on all four. Chuckling Jungkook joined them as he dusted himself off.

"Niklaus was able to be convinced. And the witches have also agreed for the girls to come with us." Elijah answered, leading the way out of the cemetery.

Walking out of the cemetery the five discuss what has happened. When they came upon a truck that was Elijah's, Jungkook was the first to look at Y/n. This caused all of them to turn and look at the tiger. They all thought the same thing: a tiger wouldn't be able to fit in the truck. But Y/n was still clueless and kind of uncomfortable with the stars she was receiving. Seeing her shuffle on her paws and look uncomfortable, Jungkook was the first to quickly say.

"Um kitten... me and the others don't think you'll fit in the truck. Do you think you can shift? Maybe into something smaller," he soothed with a smile. That was when Y/n understood and nodded, looking around she checked if there was anyone passing by. Which led Taehyung and Jungkook to form a wall to shield her from others. And with that they all watched in amazement beside Hayley. The hair from Y/n's tiger form diminished as did her striped tail and instead of fur human S/c skin came into view. As the fur disappeared the tiger ears seemed to shrink, and were replaced with human ones, but they were soon hidden by long h/c hair that grew. They were soon met with a bare woman with a collar that was standing in front of them.

"That-that was very interesting," Jungkook stuttered and looked away flustered.

"What?" Y/n asked clueless.

"Y/n what have we talked about shifting into a human?" Hayley scolded lightly with a small smile from the passenger seat window. This question caused Y/n to have to think what they had talked about. And her mind went blank she didn't know what was wrong, which led her to feel kind of stupid and scratch head nervously. Looking at her Taehyung thought she was adorable, and he was relieved to put a face to the tiger. But seeing her so genuinely clueless he couldn't see her suffer anymore, because she seemed to be giving herself a headache from thinking so hard. So, he took off his coat which Elijah was about to do and gave her his. Y/n was cut from her think by a black coat coming into her view, and then it came to her.

"Oh, shifting into a human means no clothes," Y/n beamed as she thought of the answer. Putting on the coat it engulfed her, but what caught her attention was the delicious scent coming from it which led her to pull it closer to her. This caused everyone to chuckle at her naiveness.

"Yes Y/n, that makes people uncomfortable remember," Hayley teasingly reminded her when everyone was in the truck. Elijah driving, Hayley in the passenger's seat, and Y/n trapped in between Jungkook and Taehyung. Which Y/n didn't mind one bit she was too busy trying to scent the air that wafting from them discreetly. But wasn't discreet enough because Jungkook and Taehyung could hear her take deep breaths, which led them to send a smirk to each other knowing what she was doing. The two knew that there was something going on between the three of them having talked about in their native tongue when at the cemetery and they wanted to find out what. But knew now wasn't the time so all they did was observe her and get to know her.

"Shut up Hayley, you act like I'm stupid. I may be slow at times but I'm not stupid. I just forgot, it's been so long that I had to remember and worry about clothes," Y/n grumbled as she sunk into the seat and crossed her arms. Wincing she had to shuffle because she felt a tug on her hair and realized she was sitting on it. Smiling Taehyung helped her and pulled the hair from behind her as she sat up. And he marveled at how long it was, all he wanted to do was play with it. Watching Jungkook chuckled as he held out his arm, so Y/n didn't fall forward.

"Whatever you say Y/n," Hayley teased with a smile watching the three interact almost instinctively.

"May I ask what made you forget?" Elijah questioned having listened to the conversation and watching from the rearview mirror. He was now seeing the three act and was wondering how they can act so naturally after meeting for the first time.

"I recently traveled with a small pack of shifters for a while, and we didn't really worry about clothes that much. We focuse more on animal instinct, and they take over more now. But along the way I forgot some things. But I don't regret it, it was freeing." Y/n informed with a shrug leaning over Taehyung completely as she looked out of the window watching with interest. She was leaning so much over him she was almost sitting on his lap. Taehyung chuckled at how she was acting, finding it endearing, reaching out to hold her in place so she didn't fall. Hearing this caused the three men to nod understanding. Now knowing that her morals were different, and as a shifter who has accepted who they are her animal instincts were more prominent which made her different all together. Hayley nodded as well, as she had already been told and accepted her sister the way she was now.

"I'm pretty sure they can tell Y/n," Hayley chuckled, turning around looking at her awestruck sister. Who was amazed at all the lights and people. It had been a long time since Y/n was in an open scenery like this and near people. When she was with the shifters she was away from civilization for a long time. Though she had been with Hayley for a few weeks she was still getting used to everything. But upon hearing her sister, Y/n ended up giving her the middle finger in response as she kept looking out the window, which Hayley gasped dramatically at faking hurt. This led the group to laugh at the two sisters' interaction and continued their way to their destination.

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The five were now in a huge, white house along with Klaus. At the moment everyone was scattered. Though right now Hayley and Y/n were pulling sheets off of things in a room. As Hayley began coughing because of the dust, Y/n walked to her patting her on the back gently. Smiling at her, Hayley threw an arm around Y/n giving her a side hug as she laid her head atop of hers. Sighing, Y/n placed an arm around her sister and stood there, letting her know she was there. They broke apart hearing Elijah though from the doorway. He was accompanied by Jungkook who had a bowl of popcorn and was eating.

"Are you alright?" Elijah questioned Hayley with concern hearing her cough.

"Just dust. This place is ancient," Hayley answered nonchalantly.

"Yes, it should serve our purposes. It's a sanctuary from our business in the Quarter. Right now, you are the most important person in this family. You need a good home. So, I'm curious... in all this time, has anyone asked you how you feel?" Elijah asked Hayley. Y/n and Jungkook looked at the two and watched awkwardly. The two felt as if they were intruding in a moment between the two others.

"About having a miracle baby with a psychotic one-night-stand?" Hayley jokes.

"About being a mother."

"I – I was abandoned when I was born, and my adoptive parents kicked me out the second that I turned into a wolf. So... I don't really know how I feel about being a mother because I... I never really had a good one." Hayley sighed as she thought about how she was going to go about raising a child. Hearing this Y/n didn't care if she was interrupting as she placed a hand on Hayley's arm for comfort.

"I will always protect you. You have my word on that. Both of you," Elijah looked at Hayley for a moment longer then turned to Y/n. Jungkook watched with a smile as he ate his food, mumbling out as he raised his hand.

"Me too."

This caused the girls to laugh but stop as Klaus appeared.

"And noble Elijah always keeps his word." Klaus smirked sarcastically.

"Is it done?" Elijah turned to asked

"As a matter of fact, yes. Your underhanded deal worked quite well. Marcel was only too happy to accept my blood even as he accepted my heartfelt apologies. His man, Thierry, yet lives and I remain a welcome guest in the French Quarter. My only concern now is this coven of impudent witches." Klaus walked to the four that stood in the room.

"I believe them to be honorable. They did release Hayley to me. Although, they haven't been entirely forthcoming. Marcel obviously has something that they need. They don't want him dead. There must be a reason why." Elijah informed with a thoughtful look as he and Klaus walked out of the room together. Leaving Jungkook and the girls there. Shrugging he offered Y/n and Hayley some popcorn. Chuckling Hayley declined and left the room. Smiling Y/n reached and took some to eat, and both walked beside each other getting to know one another more.

"So, what's your favorite animal to shift into?" Jungkook gushed out a question. He was smiling widely because he found Y/n so interesting. She was a shifter that was already a rare creature, but she was also a witch making her a hybrid, which made her an even more rare creature. Reaching over to grab a handful of popcorn she answered.

"I don't really have a specific creature, a group of species I like to shift into which are felines." Y/n beamed happy to be able to talk to someone new about her shifter heritage. She kind of missed being able to do her magic but she is grateful to still be able to shift.

"Oh, I love shifting into a velociraptor!" Y/n exclaimed as she skipped next to him. But she soon stopped when Jungkook paused in his footsteps. Looking at him she was concerned to see him with wide eyes and jaw dropped. Stepping in front of him she poked his shoulder. Which led him to look down at her with a shifted look from shocked to awe and excitement.

"YOU CAN SHIFT INTO DINOSAURS?" Jungkook cried out as he waved his hands almost making the popcorn fly everywhere. Y/n soon chuckled and nodded with a smile seeing his excitement.

"Yea I can, it's very hard for shifters to do. It takes time. And it's more painful. The only reason I can shift into a Velociraptor so easily is because I practiced a lot. And by a lot, I mean a lot. And I had to research them a lot too. It's the only dinosaur I can really shift into. The others not so much, I was only really fascinated with the Velociraptors." Y/n informed Jungkook as she skipped away at the end of her speech. Jungkook listened to every word she said and scuffled to follow her.

"Why Velociraptor? And I thought shifting wasn't painful for shifters?" Jungkook walked in step with Y/n offering her more popcorn which she took.

"Not painful!" Y/n scoffed hearing that then continued," shifting is painful. Always is always will be. You're reconstructing your body. It's just for shifters it's a pain that we grow used to over time and become addicted to. But it is more painful to shift into new creatures or bigger ones. And certain species are painful to shift into for certain shifters. Every shifter varies. Say like me I can shift into furry animals with ease but shifting into reptiles hurt like a bitch. It's because the scales hurt more for me to shift to, but fur is easier and more natural for me." Y/n explained turning to Jungkook to see if he was following which he nodded to her. Though behind him she was met with Taehyung listening just as closely and interested as Jungkook was. He then voiced his arrival which led Jungkook to jump scared, being he wasn't listening to his surroundings but Y/n.

"Then why a Velociraptor?"

"Damn it, Tae you scared the shit out of me!" Jungkook gasped, turning to look at him.

"It wouldn't have happened if you were paying attention to your surroundings Kook." Taehyung scolded the hybrid with a knowing look which led Jungkook to look away knowing he was right. But both soon turned their attention to Y/n who was watching with a smile.

"Yeah, why a Velociraptor? Especially if it hurts for you to shift to reptiles and they're pretty big from what I know about them." Jungkook asked, shoving more popcorn in his mouth. Thinking about how to explain Y/n sighed looking at the two as she pouted her lips. Taehyung and Jungkook both thought at the same moment that she was adorable.

"Hm I was always fascinated with Velociraptors after seeing them in a movie. They're smart and incredibly fast. Once I found out I could shift into whatever creature I wanted. Velociraptor instantly popped into my mind with felines. I didn't learn to shift into either of them until I met the pack. I was too scared to shift into something new knowing the pain. And at the moment I could only shift into small animals, the only big animal at the time I knew was a panther. And I loved shifting into a panther. Now when I started to learn more about shifting from the pack, I asked them to help which they did. But it took them by surprise that I was so dedicated being I was a shifter and a witch, they thought I would lean more towards my magic since it's less painful. And when I could shift to felines and furry creatures as I call them with ease and more so. They thought that those were my specialty. But they were surprised when I could shift into a Velociraptor with ease without the usual pain. As I said it took a lot of time though and dedication." Y/n shared with the two shrugging. The two listened to the woman intently and were amazed. But their whole conversation was cut short as they walked past a room and heard Elijah and Klaus. Looking at each other the three sent one another a look as they stood closer to listen.

"Rebekah may still surprise us. After all, we all swore the same vow." They heard Elijah inform Klaus. The three didn't know if the two could hear them so they stood incredibly still.

"I hope she stays far away. Because in my desire to reclaim this town, to steal from Marcel that which he holds most dear, I have realized one massive vulnerability. One weakness that Marcel could exploit." Klaus says. Y/n was confused about who they were talking about until Taehyung mouthed 'sister' to her in the middle of Klaus's speech. And by the end the three were confused as to what Klaus was talking about.

"And what is that?" They heard Elijah ask.

"You." They heard Klaus answer. That was when Jungkook had enough of listening behind the door and opened it with his free hand. The three watched as Klaus daggers Elijah with the silver dagger. And Elijah groans as he falls into Klaus's arms. And they listened as Klaus said "forgive me, my brother. There is no power in love. Mercy makes you weak. Family makes you weak. If I am going to win this war, I have to do it alone."

Looking up Klaus was surprised to see the three. Y/n looked to be in shock, Jungkook was still eating his popcorn, and Taehyung was shaking his head with sadness and disappointment.

"That was just cold," Jungkook was the first to say as he munched.

"Will he pop up and awake from the dead soon? Because that's happened with my vampire friend once and he scared the hell outta me," Y/n asked as she playfully widened her eyes and gasped for air with a hand to her chest. She then continued as she took a handful of the diminishing popcorn from Jungkook's bowl. Y/n was so into her story she didn't take the social cues to stop talking from Klaus and Taehyung. Jungkook watched the three covering his mouth trying not to laugh.

"I mean I was so scared I smacked the shit out of him. Let's just say he wasn't expecting that when he came back from the dead. He ended up ignoring me for days. That is until I shifted into a kitten and kept bugging him to show me some attention and-" Y/n story was cut short by Taehyung's hand. Who was trying hard not to smile at her as she looked at him with wide eyes. That is until he felt her tongue swipe against his hand and his face changed to disgust.

"Did you just lick me?" Taehyung pouted as he looked from his hand to Y/n. And that was when Jungkook let out a huge laugh at the two. Reaching Taehyung tried to wipe it on Y/n but she swiftly placed Jungkook between them.

"I'm sorry I don't know what came over me. I think it was my animal instincts." Y/n smirked playfully.

"You liar," Taehyung said as he tried reaching over Jungkook to Y/n. Leaning away Y/n dodged his attempts to touch her. But what everyone didn't know was how true Y/n was when she said it was her animal instincts. His scent gland on his wrist smelt so delicious and so close to her nose she couldn't help but lick. She blames it on her feline and canine instincts. But as the two played with Jungkook in the middle throwing his arms up trying to escape the two. Which was a failed attempt because Y/n kept placing him in front of her. The three froze, stopping their playing though with aloud clearing of the throat. Elijah's body was long gone out of view. And the noise was Klaus who was watching with a smirk as he leaned against a table. This caused them to straighten themselves up having forgotten Klaus was there and about the whole daggering Elijah.

"Well, if you three are done. What are you two doing here? And who's your little friend?" Klaus asked, looking at the three.

"Klaus this is Y/n L/n half-shifter half witch, she was the tiger from before and is also Hayley's sister. Y/n this is Klaus Mikaelson the hybrid who's me and Taehyung's sire, and also the one who knocked up your sister. Now that introductions are over, and it comes to my mind. Y/n come on you're going to shift into a Velociraptor for us." Jungkook rushed out as if he had eaten a whole bunch of candy but was in fact just excited as he pulled Y/n to follow him.

"When did I agree to this?" Y/n asked with a chuckle letting him pull her.

"Are we not going to go over the fact Klaus just dagger Elijah?" Taehyung asked as he followed the two because he really wanted to see Y/n shift into a dinosaur. Klaus was not too far behind just observing the three, especially the hybrid woman who seemed to have gained Taehyung and Jungkook's attention.

"If it doesn't involve me or you it's not my business." Jungkook waves the subject off not really wanting to think about it.

"What are your thoughts Miss L/n?" Klaus questioned wanting to know how she felt on the matter.

"Call me Y/n. And hey it isn't my business. I'll just warn you that Hayley's going to be pissed. I think something is going on between them if you know what I mean." Y/n whispered at the end playfully while wiggling her brow. This caused the three men to laugh as the four of them stepped out of the house. The three were ready to witness Y/n shift. Taehyung and Jungkook were jumping with excitement and Klaus was watching with interest and a small smile. He knew a lot about shifters having come across a few in his days and he always had a soft spot for them. So, he watched Y/n very closely wanting to know about her. Especially since His two favorite sires seemed to be growing close and quite attached to her.

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ADORE

☆Summary - You beg Taehyung, your boyfriend who is a tattoo artist to give you your first tattoo but he’s hesitant to. But after agreeing and seeing you with your tattoo he can’t seem to keep his hands off you. 

☆Song - Adore (Cashmere Cat ft. Ariana Grande)

☆Pairing - AU!Tattoo Artist!Taehyung x Shy!Fem!Reader

☆Alternative Universe - Tattoo Artist + Normal life

☆Genre - Fluff, Smut

☆Word count - 2409

☆Warning - Smut, Soft smut, pet names, Tattooing, Reader getting her first tattoo, inside lip tattoo, Tattooed Taehyung, Fingering, Unprotected sex, Biting, Hair pulling, Tattoos,??? (if I should add just let me know) 

☆A/N - Okay I'm so nervous for this one shot. It’s been so long since I’ve written smut, so if you can please give me your feedback. I would really appreciate it. Depending on how this one will go I will write more smut. And I will allow requests for smut. Other than that, I hope you enjoy it.

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At the moment you were walking to a very familiar place, a tattoo shop called Magic Shop that was like a second home to you. You were following after Taehyung. Your boyfriend of a year who was the co-owner with his best friends. He was also a tattooed Adonis of a man that you had no idea how you snagged off the market, with your shy and timid tendency. 

Right now you were walking after him fiddling with your shoulder bag, as he fished through his pocket for the keys to open the shop door. Stopping you admired his backside in his tight black jeans as you begged him endlessly to give you your first tattoo. Turning to open the door for you, Taehyung soon caught you red handed staring at him. Which caused you to look away quickly as you felt your face heat up. Smirking, Taehyung reaches to grab your chin to force you to look at him with your e/c eyes that show embarrassment.

“Sweetheart, I just don’t want you to regret it later on. Okay,” he sighs. He then  licked his sinful lips as he looked at you with his brown mesmerizing eyes. Taehyung always knew how to make you feel things that no one else did. 

“And don’t think I didn’t just catch you staring, you're always cute when you blush,” Taehyung whispered into your ear with his deep voice sending shivers down your spine. Moving slowly he pressed a soft gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth. 

Boy, so what's been on your mind? For me, it's just you all the time We don't need to go nowhere tonight It's you and I, we'll be alright

Smiling you and moving your head slightly you capture his lips with your own.  Which leads him to take his hand off the door causing it to shut. Placing his strong calloused hands on your hips. He soon breaks away from the kiss with a smirk looking down at you. You then place your hands on his chest biting your lip. Then you proceeded to pout dramatically to him. You really wanted this tattoo and you wanted him to do it for you.

“But since you’re begging so nicely, and I’d rather it be me who gives you your first tattoo I’ll do it,” he signed as he gave into your request with a smile. Looking at him with wide eyes a squeal escaped you.

“Thank you,” you exclaimed to him. You then reached up grabbing the collar to his jacket and pulled him into a long passionate kiss not caring about anyone who could see. You were just so excited to be getting a tattoo and that he agreed to do it.

 'Cause here, we get to take our time

You, you're finer than some wine

We don't need to go nowhere tonight

It's you and I, we'll be alright

I'll give you everything

I'll give you everything

“Come on Tae. Please can we do it now,” you begged. At the moment you were pouting with your hands together giving him the best puppy dog eyes you could muster. Looking up from the drawings and tracings he had scattered on display in front of him on his desk. He then leans back in his chair, crossing his arms admiring you. 

Taehyung looks at you with a wide smile, not being able to help himself with how cute you look. Right now, you were sitting on your knees with wide eyes, your bottom lip jutted out and fingers tangled together. He was amazed at how open you were with only him. Without  a care in the world, or a care of anyone's judgment on the way you were acting. Taehyung was honored that you only act this way around him, outgoing and carefree. Not like your shy usually closed off timid self around others. It took awhile, but with his stubbornness and patient creative mind he was able to slowly open your shell. Letting the gates flood open with the amazing creativity and abnormalness that was Y/N.

“Ugh love, you’re going to be the death of me,” Taehyung chuckles. He soon stands up from the chair with the stencil drawing of his initials that he wrote. Scurrying off your chair you followed after him down the hall with a skip in your step. On your way to his workspace you both pass other tattoo artists at work such as  Jungkook, Yoongi, and  Namjoon. Seeing them you send greetings to them, receiving smiles and ‘hellos’.

You don't owe me anything

So when you're ready, baby

You got me screaming

My my my ma-ma my my

You got me screaming

My my my ma-ma my my 

You were in Taehyung’s work space sitting in a big black chair. You at the moment were fidgeting in excitement as he got the tools and supplies that he needed together. He was gathering everything for the task of tattooing his initials KTH on the inside of your lower lip. Sitting down in a stool with wheels, Taehyung pushes himself over settling in between your legs comfortably. Placing his tattooed covered arms on your thighs that were now on display since he took off his jacket.

 Looking up at you with a smile Taehyung reaches up grabbing the nape of your neck pressing a hard kiss to your lips. This caused you to bring your hands up and wrack your fingers through his hair pulling at the strands as you moaned. Grunting Taehyung grips your thighs, squeezing them. He then leans away with a chuckle and a big smile as you chase after the kiss. With a dazed sigh your hands drop to your lap with a small smile that you couldn’t seem to get rid of. Taehyung leaned over your leg grabbing a pair of black gloves from a little silver table with other tools, putting them on swiftly .

 “Alright love, you know the deal with everything?”

Nodding your head vigorously in confirmation and excitement. You already knew the things that needed to be done with getting a tattoo on your lip. You had asked everyone in the shop their input on the procedure, and also looked up as much information on lip tattoos as you could. You didn’t care if you were being paranoid, you weren’t going to get something as terrifying as a tattoo and not know anything on the matter. If you were being honest with yourself, the only reason you were getting one was because Taehyung was the one that was going to tattoo it himself. Such as the care, rinsing and spitting more often especially every time after eating or drinking, and most importantly that it most likely will be temporary. 

“Alright, then let’s get started shall we!” Taehyung says enthusiastically. You giggled as he began clapping his hands together with a big smile. A smile he only seems to reserve for you. Rubbing your legs against Taehyung’s strong calves affectionately. You then smile back at him before you open your mouth for him. He then starts getting the numbing swabs ready for your mouth. 

And then I'm like, oh, your love

My my my my my

And then I'm like, oh, yeah yeah

'Cause you're what I adore

 Taehyung was in a daze as he was holding your lower lip. He was admiring his work now. With both of his thumbs looking at his handwritten initials as you were both in front of a mirror. With the new tattoo Taehyung was looking at you with what you could only describe as love, lust, and possessiveness. Looking up into his eyes you could now see his brown eyes now staring in a daze at you with so many emotions at you.

 “Oh Y/n. You have no idea how much this is turning me on right now,” Taehyung grunts as he slowly walks you until your back hits the wall. Molding his body with yours perfectly you could feel his hard member against your stomach. You soon become a moaning mess when he tangles his fingers through your hair. He then  kisses your lips carefully not wanting to hurt you. Taehyung then leaves open mouth kisses down your jaw then to your neck as you move your head to the side. Inviting him to bite, nip and leave as many marks all over as he wanted.

 After that, when you catch your breath

You look at me and say

Love, are you real?

Just don't pretend you're just a friend

Clothes were scattered everywhere in the small workspace as you gasped for air with your head back. Your legs were wrapped around Taehyung’s waist, and eyes closed in pure bliss. Taehyung was pumping two fingers into your soaked pussy rubbing the palm of his hand on your soaked clit expertly, as he bit hard at your collar bone. 

“Please Tae, can I, please!” You begged as your nails clawed at his inked decorated  back squeezing your thighs around his waist.

Taehyung tsked, shaking his head no which had you whimpering in irritation.  Moving his head from your neck he smirked mischievously. Reaching both of his strong tattooed hands up he exposes your new tattoo lip, and soon he bites his own. A whimper escapes your mouth as you feel his lips gently against your own as well from the loss of his digits from your tight pussy. 

Smirking, Taehyung leans back after he pecks his initials softly. He then smiles moving away but stops as you lean forward and deliver a kitten lick to his top lip with a shy smile. A wide smile forms on Taehyung’s sinful lips as he leans in diminishing the space between you two once again. You moan, as you reach up and thread your fingers through his hair as he licks your top lip teasingly. Taking you by surprise he sucks your tongue between his lips.  He then begins to ravish every inch of your mouth carefully with his tongue turning you into a moaning mess. 

I'll give you everything

I'll give you everything

You don't owe me anything

So when you're ready, baby

 Taehyung continues with his teasing, making you tremble in pleasure. You keep pleading with him to give you the sweet release that you want so badly. Walking over he then sits down in his black chair with you in his lap. He reclines it back holding onto your hips so you are secure. Looking up at you he runs his hand up your hips to your chest giving your ample breasts a painful but pleasurable squeeze, holding onto his wrist as you throw your head back moaning in pleasure.

You got me screaming

My my my ma-ma my my

You got me screaming

My my my ma-ma my my

 Looking down at Taehyung in all his glory you tilt your head with a soft loving smile. Taehyung licks his lips as the corners of them start to twitch, not being able to help himself. When you were in a carefree mood it always seemed to be contagious to him. Taehyung adores you more and more every moment he’s with you. Even if Taehyung hadn't said it to you yet, he loved you with his entire being. 

 Smiling up at you. Taehyung didn't stop you as your hands traveled down his inked wrist to his shoulders tracing the detailed drawings on his body. So entranced by him leaning down you began to kiss Taehyung's decorative neck with a skull and flowers. Every intricate black line you kissed. And then you began biting hard leaving dark purple marks everywhere. From his chest to shoulders as your hands traveled down his stomach to his hard cock.

And then I'm like, oh, your love

My my my my my

And then I'm like, oh, yeah yeah

'Cause you're what I adore

Taehyung was buried deep inside your tight pussy as you rode him with a steady pace. Leaning down you kiss him softly, both of you moaning insync as he starts to meet your thrust. You soon throw your arms around his neck.

Just don't pretend you're just a friend

Don't pretend you're just a friend

Don't pretend you're just a friend

Don't pretend you're just a friend, boy

Thrusting into with a slow but deep pace, Taehyung then tangles his long fingers through your hair pulling your head back resulting in you moaning loudly. Grunting and cursing Taehyung takes his other hand grabbing your jaw keeping you from biting your now tattooed lower lip. Not caring if the two of you were loud, Taehyung allows you to do the one thing you’ve wanted to do with just a few words. 

 “Come for me baby girl!” Taehyung growls as you scream in pleasure, finally having that sweet release you wanted so badly. 

You got me screaming

My my my ma-ma my my

You got me screaming

My my my ma-ma my my

Taehyung was content as you sat in his lap, both of you still naked and bodies still molded together perfectly. Your head was lying on his shoulder as you dragging a finger outlining each unique inked illustration on his skin. Sighing Taehyung looks down at you with a loving smile as you return a shy one back to him. Chuckling he kisses your head, then grabs your chin he pushes your bottom lip down gently looking at his initials. Not being able to get enough of seeing the letters KTH.

“I got to say love, this is going to drive me crazy,” he sighs with a chuckle. Looking at you enormed but soon raises a brow, when you smirked at him innocently batting your lash at him. Taking Taehyung by surprise, you suck his thumb into your mouth, licking the length which causes him to grunt and wet his lips. 

“As I always say you’re gonna be the death of me Y/n,” Taehyung growls which leads you to giggle feeling him grow hard once again all because of you.

And then I'm like, oh, your love

My my my my my

And then I'm like, oh, yeah yeah

'Cause you're what I adore

Giggling you circle your arms around his neck as he picks you up off his lap, gripping your thighs tightly he wraps them around his waist securely. Walking you to the wall ravishing you all over again without a care in the world.

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈 (𝟎𝟏. 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒)

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈 | ❝ When you do something with soul, creativity or love; putting a piece of yourself into what you do. ❞

★★ 𝘐𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺.★★

Summary - You're a young woman who's shy and tomboyish who unexpectedly has two soulmate names inked on your skin. You had found one soulmate while in high school named Roman who has been with you through many ups and downs. Roman was a unique man in his own way. Which made you love him more for who he is. The two of you are inseparable growing older and now have a job together on a YouTube channel with your group of friends. Though you had Roman at your side you have always wondered and questioned who your other soulmate was… Taehyung. One day your question is answered when you find your other soulmate Taehyung is part of a YouTube group called BTS. But all are shocked when they find out he happens to be the identical twin of Roman, who had no clue he had a twin much less an identical one. Which starts an interesting journey for the three of you. All you knew was that you were curious and stuck in a state of wonder. But you knew you would love the two men whose souls were tangled with yours.

Pairing - Twins!Taehyung x Fem!Reader or Taehyung x Fem!Reader x Male!Oc

Alternative Universe - Normal Life, YouTube, Soulmate

Warnings - Fluff, Angst, Semi Smut, Language, Bullying, Cyber Bullying, Fem!Boy/Flower Boy, Interracial Relationship, MxM, Poly. Relationship (this is a triangle Poly. relationship. Meaning Oc and Taehyung will not be together, but will both be in a relationship with MC.), Past Abuse, Mentions of Adoption, May Add If Needed

The feeling of fingers lightly brushing against your arm up to the curve of your shoulder was the first thing you woke up to in the morning. The feeling sent a shiver down your spine knowing who they belonged to. You then felt their fingers lightly travel down your arm again and making their way to your waist. They then firmly wrapped an arm around you. As your back was pulled into a firm chest you then felt a pair of lips meet the curve of your shoulder. The pair of lips soon traveled up your neck to kiss behind your ear once and then the owner of the lips spoke.

“I know you're up, love,” a male deep teasing voice filled the quiet room as he chuckled. Upon hearing his voice a giggle escaped your lips. Knowing you couldn’t pretend you were asleep any more. So with a sigh you turned around and faced the owner of the strong arms that were wrapped around you. The owner of the smooth lips that were on your skin, the one who owned the deep voice that you loved to hear so much. As you turned you were met with your smiling soulmate. The one soulmate who you knew since it felt like forever. The one who’s name was written above your left collar bone… Roman Knight. 

You had met Roman when you were in highschool and he was as well. The two of you were in the same friend group but never had the chance to meet at first. But once your best friends Zia Jacobs and Philip Davidson also known as Phil found out about both of your soulmate names. The two instantly knew that Roman their friend was one of your soulmates. So the two had a little get together with all of their friends and soulmates and made you two meet.

The first thing that came to mind when you saw Roman was one thing: boy was he pretty. He had on a pastel pink jacket on top of a white shirt, light blue skinny jeans, with pink and white converse. His skin was littered with cute little colorful drawings. The one drawing that stuck out the most was the one on his cheek, a rainbow colored flower. His wavy hair that fell over his eyes was colored a pastel pink. And his face was decorated with light makeup. The first time you met him your breath was taken away. So much so you almost swooned. 

The first time you met Roman, you knew he was different. From the first time speaking to him getting to know him, all you wanted to do was take Roman in your arms and never let go. You wanted to shield him from the world. But you knew he had you hooked. You knew that he had you wrapped around his finger. Especially when finding out his name… your soulmate. What you didn’t know was that Roman was thinking and feeling the same things you were but towards you. You didn’t know until later on once he spilled his feelings to you.

But from our first meeting, you two became the best of friends… inseparable. And once after a while the two of you started dating officially. You both have been together ever since and still going strong after many years together. You still had your trials and tribulations that you went through and still go through till this day. But the two of you go through them together.  

Roman Knight was your first everything; first kiss, first date, first boyfriend. Both Roman and yourself cherish every moment more than ever. Though what most didn’t know was that you had two soulmates… but you only know one which was Roman. While Roman’s name was above your left collar bone, on your right was the cursive writing of the name Taehyung Kim. 

Taehyung was your other soulmate who you have yet to meet. It was a huge bump in the road for Roman and yourself because you had two soulmates. While Roman only had one, you. Meaning two people had to share a soulmate. There were difficulties with the matter but after time there were agreements and you two became happy with the agreements. Both of you learnt over time to soak up all the time you have with each other before someone else came into the picture. 

Smiling with a content sigh you had reached up and lightly brushed Roman's freshly dyed pink hair from his dark brown eyes. You then began tracing his features with the tips of your fingers. You were so taken by him that you didn’t hear Roman begin speaking to you. You were soon cut off from tracing his features when Roman gently took your wrist in his hand. Placing a kiss on your wrist Roman then spoke again now having your attention.

“... Are you listening, love?” Roman whispered with a smile. 

“Umm no… I have no clue what you said Row,” you giggled. As you felt your face begin to heat up. Roman chuckled and then crawled over you. Placing himself on top of you he then began to place a kiss upon your lips before lying on top of you. Resting his arms on your chest he lies his head on his arms looking up at you. Smiling at him you reached and began to play with his pastel pink hair. That you always found yourself playing with. But you soon stopped when a thought came to my head. 

Today was the day that Roman would reveal himself on your youtube channel that you shared with your friends. The channel was called The Diverse Crew and it was runned by yourself and Roman and your friends you knew from high school, Zia, Phil, Nate, and Bill. You all did a whole bunch of things on the channel dealing with dancing, singing, and art. It was a pretty big channel with different branches connected to it. 

“Are you sure you wanna reveal yourself on our youtube channel,” you had questioned him. You knew how he was. Roman was an introvert and shy to a fault just like you but more so. It was one of the things you bonded over. But once you were both comfortable with people you could be all over the place. 

That was why you were wondering if he really wanted to go onto the channel and reveal himself. Roman has been on your channel before but was always covered up to keep his identity a secret. You and my friends were fine with that, he felt comfortable that way. But you were also alright if he joined the crew with his identity revealed. You just wanted to make sure if that was what he really wanted to do, you didn’t want Roman to get overwhelmed. So recently you always ended up making sure it was what he wanted to do these past few days.

“Yeah I’m ready, But I also want to be known as your soulmate too,” Roman answered with a smirk as he traced his name on your skin with his fingertips. Which caused ashiver to run down your spine, As you felt the sparks that always came when he touched you. Hearing him caused you to smile though. But soon you felt his fingers begin to become ticklish so you ended up giggling. Leaning forward you soon kissed his cheek. Dropping your head back onto the pillow with a sigh you stared up at the ceiling and nodded.

“Of course we can announce that you're my soulmate. I’ve been tired of the comments and what not. It can take people off my back about at least one of my soulmates,” you rambled on. You felt Roman nod to your ramble looking back at him. You see he had a small smile on his face. You knew one of the reasons he was happy to reveal himself was so that people knew he was your soulmate and you were his. People already knew you had two soulmates and knew you had met one. They knew him as Row on the channel, the one that covered himself up. Thinking about him being possessive though made you giggle a bit.

“What?” Roman asked, tilting his head with a smile. 

“Nothing. Nothing at all. Do you think we should get ready?” You chuckled, as you shook your head changing the subject. 

“Yes!!! I’m doing your hair and make up Y/n,” he exclaimed with a wide smile. Wrapping his arms around you he buried his face into your chest with a chuckle. Laughing you wrapped your arms around him pulling him close. 

“Okay Row my goodness. Can you help me pick something out?” You asked him, knowing that Roman loved when he could help you get ready. He usually helped get you dressed for the channel. But other than that you were usually in sweatpants and a t - shirt. You were one to dress up like a tomboy but sometimes you’d let Roman dress you up to his liking.

“Most definitely love,” he cheered, raising his head up with a wide smile still on his face. Another giggle escaped you. As you placed a hand on his cheek. As soon as you did, Roman leaned into your hand soaking up the affection. Dragging your thumb over his cheek you smiled back at him. But the moment was short lived once you saw what time it was on the digital clock next to your bed.

“Okay my flower. Get up so we can get ready,” you softly ordered him. As you shuffled underneath him. Reaching over you took your phone from the bedside stand and looked over your texts.

“Alright!” Roman exclaimed as he jumped off you and ran to our closet. 

Chuckling, you watched as he ran around getting your clothes ready for the day. You couldn’t help but think he was so cute.  You adored him so much. It was no secret that Roman was different. You thought he was special. He just had a different way of looking at things and took interest in different things than most wouldn’t. These things made people judge him, but yourself and your friends were always there to shut them up. It was hard for Roman and you in high school because just like him you were different too. But you always stuck together and stayed close to your friend group who never judged you both.

 Before you could think about those days you shook the thoughts from your head and looked back to your phone. You took the time to read over a few important texts from your friends dealing with the channel. Putting down the phone you got up and walked to the vanity in the room that you and Roman shared and started to brush out your long hair. A giggle would escape you here and there as you watched Roman run around through the mirror. After placing your clothes on the bed he was soon next to you plugging up a straighter and curling iron.

“What would you like me to do with your hair?” He asked, as he took the brush from your hands. He then gently pushed you to sit down in the stool that went with the vanity. Smiling to him in the mirror you shrugged your shoulders.

“I don’t know. Do whatever you want, Row. You know what I like and what not so go ahead and put something together.” you shrugged again clueless with a chuckle. Because you were clueless. You weren't one for all the hair and make up stuff. You usually depend on Roman or your friend Zia to guide you with that sort of stuff. You knew very little when it came to that stuff. You only liked eyeliner and mascara then you’d throw your hair in a ponytail or leave it out. You were good for those things. 

Roman soon laughed but nodded and began to work on your hair and make up. Looking at him in the mirror you watched as he did your hair with a look of content and focus. I watched him with admiration and awe. You loved when he did your hair or anyones at the matter. You could tell he was in his element and he was doing what he loved. You were shaken from your thoughts though when your phone rang. You were about to get up to get it but Roman placed a hand on your shoulder stopping you. Clipping your hair in place he walked over and got your phone looking at who it was.

“It’s Zia,” he answered with a smile. He was always happy to hear from his friends. They were more so like family to him. Having helped him through so much. So with a wide smile he showed you the phone. Revealing a goofy picture of Zia on your phone.

“Can you answer it please,” you said, trying not to move your head. He nodded and answered the phone. Walking over he began doing your hair again. He unclipped the piece of hair and began straightening your hair.   

“Hey Zia!” He answered, placing the phone between his shoulder and ear. But soon sucked his teeth and handed you the phone with a playful roll of his eyes. As he mumbled, “she wants to talk to you.” 

Sighing you rolled your eyes as well with a chuckle. Taking the phone the first thing you heard was Zia shouting “HELLO Y/N!”

“Damn Zia! Calm down! What is it you want?” You laughed, as you finally placed the phone to your ear to listen to what she had to say. You soon heard a deep chuckle from behind you from Roman. You knew he heard her through the phone. Which caused you to smile at him through the mirror, which he returned as he continued your hair.

“I wanted to speak to you about today's live on the channel,” Zia informed you. Once she calmed down with a more serious tone. You knew she meant business when she got this way. So with a sigh you listened to what she had to say.

“Yeah, what about it?” You questioned her. You were confused as to what she wanted to talk about. We had gone over as a group on what would be said and what questions would be answered. You all also were going to make sure everyone in our group was there. That meant you, Zia, Nate, Bill, and Phil. It was so that you could all support Roman and could help if something happened during the live.

“Nothing much just wanted to go over the questions with you and what not since you are leading the show today,” Zia explained to you. You could hear papers and what not shuffle over the phone. So you gave her a minute to gather what she needed. 

Looking into the mirror you watched as Roman did your hair. He was finishing up straightening your hair and seemed to be starting to style it. As he did so you talked to Zia over what was going to be done and talked about on the channel today. You also brought Roman into the conversation as well being that it was him revealing himself on the channel. You wanted to make sure he was comfortable with the questions and what not. Which he was okay with mostly all of them.  

Soon you all were wrapping up everything on the conversation over the phone with Zia and you hung up the phone. As you did so Roman finished your hair. Which was in a half up and half down hairstyle. Which you loved. He then turned you around and began doing your makeup with light tones. Staying still you talked to him about the show.

“Are you excited?” You asked with your eyes closed. As he did your eyeshadow. 

“Yeah I want to be more involved and what not. I know I can keep my identity a secret but I want to start making a name for myself. And I want to stop hiding who I am. I want to not be scared of what people will say about me. I want to be me. You know,” he revealed to you. Roman was officially tired of hiding who he was as a person. Yes, he was different than most. But that didn’t mean he should hide who he was. With your help over the years Roman had learned to love who he was. And he finally wanted to flaunt it. He wanted to flaunt who he was and be proud of himself. He also wanted to stand proudly by your side… as your soulmate.He wanted to get over his fear of being judged. As he thought of this you then noticed a tear slip from his eye which you caught. Wiping it away you nodded with a sincere smile.

“It’s okay Row I understand. And that's what we are going to do today,” you whispered. Leaning forward to press a kiss to his lips. He sighed into the kiss then broke away. Placing his head against mine. 

Nodding he then leaned back and continued to do your makeup. After he was done you gave him another kiss and thanked him and went over to put on your clothes. It was a black long sleeve shirt with a light blue jean overall short dress over the shirt that went to your knees. When you were done dressing you turned to Roman and watched as he was doing his hair and make up. Waiting for him to get done you watched and played on your phone. When he was done he ran over to change into his outfit; a white button up shirt with small vertical pink stripes, a pair of light blue skinny jeans, with pink shoes, and topped it off with a pink leather jacket. 

“You look so pretty, Row!” You flirted with a smirk. He soon started to blush but soon glided over to you wrapping his arms around you. Leaning down he kissed you with a chuckle. 

“Thank you, Y/n, You look pretty too, my love,” he smirked at you. Blushing, you whispered a thank you. And then went over and grabbed your purses. Handing Roman his pink purse you put your own black purse on your shoulder. Roman was shaking with excitement and he soon grabbed your hand and began to drag you out of your apartment to our car.

𝐁𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 (𝟎𝟏. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏 𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄)

𝐁𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 |❝ You have bewitched me, body and soul. ❞

Summary - You are a young witch moving to Forks Washington after certain events that changed you. All you wanted was to start anew with your family. While trying to start another chapter in your life you find yourself forming a bond and falling in love with a vampire named Taehyung. Both of you start an adventure with each other and go through the troubles together being, a rare pair, a witch and vampire in love.

Pairing - Vampire!Taehyung x Fem!Witch!reader

Alternative Universe - Twilight Saga

Warnings - Language, Angst, Fluff, Spoilers, Violence, Gore of sorts, Past Abuse, Blood, Semi Smut, Mature Themes, May Add If Needed

Clouds. Trees. Leaves. Green. Gray. Brown. Blue.

There was a vast amount of white and gray clouds of different shades, shapes, and sizes in the grayish blue serene sky. But it stopped in the middle abruptly. To clash along with the different green tree tops. With their unique colors and forms that included different greens and browns. Looking around everything was damp. Drops of water were everywhere dripping beautifully.

Some would probably say it just rained. But you would say the sky had just stopped crying, but that was just yor thinking on the matter. The nature here all clashed so beautifully, just as beautiful and unique as any other place. The place that comes to your mind though, was New York, your home state.Though it was the total opposite of the place you were at now. You still thought they were beautiful in their own way.

The nature and uniqueness were all you could see and could think about at the moment. As you sat in the backseat of her stepfather's car. While the seats before you were being preoccupied by two men. Who were different in their own way but alike in some ways. Right now though the two were bickering continuously. The two had been playfully bantering the whole trip. The two men were your stepfather who was driving, and then next to him was your godfather. Your godfather who you saw as your uncle and called him Uncle Will. Who happened to be sitting in the passenger seat.

"Are we there yet? " William Johnson, your uncle whined to her step-father for the tenth time during your ride. He seemed to be bored at the moment more than anything. Because when he wasn't stuck in his head, or it wasn't a serious matter... he joked around and spoke a lot. Soon you could hear your step-father take a deep breath that was filled with irritation. Seeming to be over with Will's antics, knowing that he was about to joke about a song having hear it before during the drive. Hearing them you looked from the window. You turn to put your attention on the two. Watching the two of them argue again. Being it was one of your sources of entertainment during the drive.

"Man, if you ask me one more time. Imma come from way back when and smack the shit outta you," your stepfather Max Wilson yelled with agitation as he turned to William with an agitated look. After a moment Max then turned to put his focus back on the road. Then and there you could tell he was done with this drive altogether. You could also feel his emotions, irritation. tiredness, but also amusement. That he was hiding very well.

"Here we go again," you had heard a mutter come from the seat next to you. As you soon felt a nudge under your hand. There they were next to you was a black cat with its ears flickering and tail swaying behind them. As they nudge their head under your hand trying to get your attention. The black cat was male. He went by the name of Yoongi, and he was also known as Suga. Who happened to also be your familiar. Looking down, you placed a hand on his head to pet him. You then sent him a discreet nod as you continued to watch the two men in front of you begin arguing again.

"Why you gotta be so rude?" William sang with a pout. As he leaned his head back on the head rest of his seat looking at Max with his wide dark brown eyes. He was being overly dramatic at the moment. But if he wasn't he wouldn't be Will. He was a man who was humorous and a jockster. But when the time called for it he could be serious. But still even then he'd tried to crack a joke to lighten the mood. This caused you to smile thinking about Will and his jokes and humor.

"Why you gotta be so freaking annoying?" Max grumbled with tense shoulders. Even though Max was agitated, he couldn't stop the smile that spread across his face. While he playfully bantered with his best friend. Max was the serious one of the two. But he could still joke around when the time calls for it. He could still loosen up when he wanted to, but take charge when needed.

"You both sound like an old married couple," you voiced with a chuckle. As you looked at the two men in front of you. Before turning your attention to Yoongi. Who was now climbing into your lap making himself comfortable. With a smile you began to pet him as he purred and lied on your lap. It always made you smile when he was affectionate. Being that he was only affectionate with you.

"Well damn, why you gotta be so rude too, Y/n," William sang again but to you. Turning his head to you with an exaggerated pout on his face. While Max playfully whined like a child. Max then looked up at you through the rear view mirror with his own over exaggerated pout. These two when alone were funny, but together they were hilarious. They could make anyone laugh if they wanted to. Which they did often.

"Why do you guys gotta act like five-year old's Uncle Will? " You retorted back looking at the two with an innocent smile. Shaking your head you looked down quickly at Yoongi petting him trying to hide your giggles. Not being able to help it but egg them on. Yoongi though didn't seem to care as he laughed loudly.

"Oh burn," Yoongi chuckled with his heavy accent. Looking at the two men with a tilt of his head. He was always aggravated with the two and their jokes. But he couldn't deny they were good men. They have done so much for him like you have. He was happy to be a part of this little family and was grateful that they accepted him.

"Oh, shut up you pet," William snapped at Yoongi jokingly. William had a smirk upon his face. Knowing how much Yoongi despised being called a 'pet'. So, William used it every chance he could to get a rise out of the familiar. It was always in a joking manner. Yoongi knew but he really couldn't stand being called 'pet'. Which you could see even in his cat form you could tell he was angered. But you could tell his anger was rising through the bond you had. You also knew he was grumpy because he hadn't sleep that much during the ride. Having been trying to keep you calm. He knew how nervous you were because of the big change you were going through. Everyone knew you hated change.

"That, that is just cold," Maxed started with a shake of his head. While trying to ignore William and Yoongi. The two could go at each other continuously just like himself and William. But the two can get harsh with their jokes. Which Max really didn't want to hear at the moment. So, he tried to keep his attention off them. But it was no use as he heard Yoongi from your lap.

"Call me pet one more freaking time,''Yoongi growled, ready to pounce on William. Though before he could you were quick to pull him close to your chest. As you began to rub behind his ears down his back. Knowing the gesture would calm him. Which led Yoongi to fall into your chest. As he let out a loud purr. William was once again about to say another insult but was stopped by the glare you sent his way. Doing this caused your eyes to change into a reddish orange. Being that whenever you were feeling an intense emotion. At that moment you were annoyed immensely. Seeing this caused William to clear his throat. Not wanting to invoke you and turned his attention to Max.

"Max, well she is your daughter," William said, turning in his seat. Turning his teasing on Max once again. Also changing the subject off of Yoongi. Who was content in your arms. Seeming to be falling asleep as he fell deeper in your arms. Which caused you to smile as you continued to pet him behind his ears.

"What's that got to do with anything?" Max questioned William with a raised brow not denying the accusation. You though didn't contribute to the conversation. Because you was too busy hugging Yoongi close to you and petting him still. Yoongi then nudged you lazily under your chin. Seeming to finally fall asleep as he laid against your chest purring contently.

"Well she must have gotten it from somewhere," William insisted. Which you thought was kind of true as you listen to the two. Yes, Max wasn't your biological father. But Max was the closest thing you had to one. Him having raised you from a young age. So over the years of him raising you, you had picked up some of his habits. Not much but a few that you've carried along with you for years. The two of you never had a problem with it. But William brings it up any chance he gets to tease the two of you.

"You know she's got a mother right. She contributed too," Max retorted. Trying to take the blame off of himself. But Max soon shook his head, seeming to try to rid himself of memories. The memories of the past that haunted him at times. That he had gotten over. But he still had trouble remembering and being scared of it at times.

"Yea but that was one crazy bitch. She's nothing like her and you both raised her. So... she must've gotten it from you bro," William insisted once again. William knew what he said was true and wanted to get his pointed across on the matter. He knew you were nothing like your mother. Having been there in your life for a long time. He was there since you were a baby being friends with your mother for a long time. He was the one who had introduce Max and your mother together. Though he didn't know what happened to your mother. Neither men knew what happened to your mother. But they did know they were happy to have you in their life.

"I hate to agree but you're right man. She's better," Max praised you. As he sent you a soft sincere smile in the rearview mirror. Which you returned happily. Before you looked back out the window. Watching as the scenery went past as the car moved. But soon you looked down, stuck in your thoughts.

You were always happy when Max and William reminded you that you were nothing like your mother. Your mother being a cruel woman. She was nice the first years of your life. But when you started showing signs of magic... she changed drastically. Shaking your head you quickly turned to look out the window watching the trees and sky. Pulling Yoongi closer to you with a sigh kissing his furry head. Smiling when he purred. You were hoping that this move would be good for you. Hoping it would help you let go of the past and start seeing a new happy furture.

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At the moment, you were sitting in your new bed. As Yoongi laid contently in your lap purring. You were watching with amazement and concentration. Practicing your magic to put things in their appropriate places. While watching your magic as it floated things in the air; books, clothes, supplies, all of your things were floating everywhere from boxes. But as you were practicing your magic something came to your mind. You were so grateful for your magic. What would you do without it? But as you thought of that statement. In a quick moment you started to remember your past. The past you so desperately wanted to forget. The past that made you who you and what you were today. A very powerful witch. But what would have happened if she would have taken your powers? What would you have done then?

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Sitting in the corner of a basement you were tied up with rope. Your crying being muffled by tape over your mouth. A woman was standing in front of you, this woman was your mother. She was pacing back and forth vigorously, in panic reading the book in her hands. A book that you learned over the years was a grimoire.

You knew why her mother was panicking. She was panicking because she knew she didn't have enough time. Enough time to do what she had planned with the ritual she had set up for you. The reason being because Max and William would be on their way to save you soon. She was think of what she could do but came up with dead ends.

The reason you knew this was because you could hear her. More specifically, you could hear her thoughts. Her thoughts at the time were erratic and chaotic. But with her thoughts in such a state. it made it easy for you to find out many things from reading them. Being that her walls were down making her vulnerable along with them being loud. One thing that you found out was about the ritual she performed on you the night before. After she had used a spell on you to make you sleep.

The ritual that she had already done on you had made you more powerful than ever. You found out that was all part of her plan she had set up. You were just a vessel to hold the magic. Then she would extract it from you along with your own magic. Which made you weep from her spot in the corner.

That was the night you had been the most scared in your life. But it seemed to be the night that everything had changed for you. You have obtained more power than ever. Then without you knowing your magic had called out to Yoongi your familiar. You then ended up bonding with him as a witch and familiar. Who had been the one to take down your mother. When William and Max found you that night you were sobbing in the arms of Yoongi. Who had untied you and was trying to comfort and sooth you as he rocked you back and forth. While there was a pile of dust in front of you both where your mother once stood.

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"Hey Y/n. It's okay, come back to me. Come on," Yoongi's deep accent voice shook you from the past you were remembering. In front of you was a man. Who had long ebony hair, dark brown eyes, two black cat ears, and a tail swaying behind him. It took a moment, but you soon realized it was Yoongi in his human form. He was wearing his signature color black, a black shirt and a black pair of pants.

"Suga?" You sniffled as tears fell down your cheeks. As you looked around to find everything now floating mid air. Having stopped when you got caught up in your memory. This wasn't the first time this had happened. But everytime it happened you always had Yoongi there to help you through it. Which always made you grateful for your familiar.

"Hey sweetheart," Yoongi soothed. He placed a hand on your cheeks drying your tears and to try and keep you grounded. Looking around Yoongi then with a flick of his wrist, made everything go to their proper place with his own magic. The magic the both of you shared together.

"Was I out of it again," you whispered curiously. Looking into his dark brown eyes wondering what had happened. Sometimes when this happened you could be in a daze and not know what was happening around you. Which caused Yoongi to worry for you.

"Yes, but it's okay," Yoongi reassured you. He then reached behind you and began to pull the blanket on the bed back. He then gently pushed you to lay back into bed. He knew it was a little earlier, but he wanted you to get enough sleep for your first day of school tomorrow. He was worried for you but had faith in you. He had faith that you would get through this and would come out on top.

"Let's get you to bed, okay you've got school tomorrow my little witch," He reminded you softly. As he pulled the blankets over you. Making sure you were comfortable in bed.

"Okay," you sighed. As you began to get comfortable. Looking at the ceiling you were stuck in your thoughts. But your attention is grabbed when you hear a wisp of wind and a soft crack sound. Signifying that Yoongi was shifting into his cat form. When he was down shifting into his black cat form Yoongi then jumped into bed with you. Allowing you to hold him close.

"Yoongi?" You whispered as you petted Yoongi. Who was laying on your chest and purring as he rubbed his head under your chin. He was trying desperately to calm you. Which seemed to be working as you sighed snuggling closer to him.

"Yes Y/n," Yoongi answered. Looking up at you with a tilt of his head, He was curious wondering what you would ask him.

"You won't ever leave or hurt me right ?" You whispered the question that was plaguing her mind at the moment. As you looked down to her familiar of two years. Yoongi was quick to look up at you. He didn't put it against you to ask him such a question after having your mother betray you. You always seemed to ask him every once in a while. Which broke his heart. But he was quick to answer without hesitation.

"Never I'll always be here for you Y/n no matter what. Now get some sleep," Yoongi promised you. As he nudged you under your chin and began to purr. Which led you to fall into a deep dreamless sleep to the sound of Yoongi's purring.

– jung hoseok + kim taehyung

— kim taehyung

— kim taehyung

𝐛𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 | 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜.

⊹ pairing bts x reader

⊹ summary if you and they fall in love on the titanic

⊹ tags angst; not every couple gets a typical happy ending

⊹ warnings none

⊹ word count 1692

⊹ now playing my heart will go on by celine dion

ᴋɪᴍ ɴᴀᴍᴊᴏᴏɴ "𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯."

both of you nearly miss the boat in the first place since he misplaced your tickets that morning. you’re both middle class passengers, so you are offered a space on the lifeboat but he isn't. you relinquish your spot on the lifeboat to stay with him as much as possible, preferring to die with him. he gives you his lifejacket and makes you promise that you’ll always keep it on. but as hard as the two of you try to stay together, when the ship sinks into the ocean, the currents tear you away from each other. as you’re shivering alone in the ocean, the lifejacket he gave you being the only thing keeping you afloat, you think about that and wish you never nagged him to hurry. you’re wallowing in self-pity and grief as you think he’s dead, when a lifeboat whistles at you and pulls you on board. it was one of the first to launch, hence why it’s so empty, though there are already other passengers that have been pulled on board, none of whom is namjoon. you are taken on board the carpathia, where by some miracle, you find namjoon and the both of you reunite in a bone-crushing hug and he proposes to you on the spot. the two of you live the rest of your days in the city, never stepping foot on another boat again.

ᴋɪᴍ ꜱᴇᴏᴋᴊɪɴ "𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘴. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯."

he’s a first class passenger who falls in love with the third class passenger. sneaks you into first class dinners just as you sneak him into third class dinners. he finds himself genuinely enjoying the rambunctious energy in third class, while you find some amusement in the prim, properness, and underlying subtleties in first class. when his parents discover this little affair, they demand he break up with you but he refuses, and the two of you continue to see each other in private. when the ship hits, his family is the first one ushered onto a boat: just four of them on an entire boat. he tries to get you on board too, but you are denied. because this is early on in the sinking, neither of you think the worst yet. before he’s lowered, he promises to search for you and seals it with a kiss, and you believe him. you manage to get on a different rescue boat and are rescued. but he never keeps his promise. the two of you live out your lives in the same city, never meeting again.

ᴍɪɴ ʏᴏᴏɴɢɪ "𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘧𝘢𝘳, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯."

he was one of the engineers on the ship and managed to get you a ticket because of that. he works during the day, but at night he’s all yours. takes you on tour around the ship and shows you secret rooms and passageways. both are you are on the deck when the iceberg hits, and he makes you promise to find a lifejacket immediately before rushing away to help contain the damage. that is the last time you see him. the ship descends into chaos soon enough, and you are lost in the crowd as he remains on board, sticking to his duty to the very end. he stays because his fellow engineers are also his brothers and he would never abandon them, but he also stays for you. he knows that he can’t do anything but delay the inevitable, but even as the room begins to fill, he’s still doing it in hopes that every second he delays is more time for you to get to safety and live. you are his last thought as the ocean claims him. despite his sacrifice, it still wasn’t enough, and you succumb to the same fate as you freeze in the ocean after having given up your raft for someone else. both of your bodies are found but you are never identified. your bodies are buried separately.

ᴊᴜɴɢ ʜᴏꜱᴇᴏᴋ "𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯."

you meet on board after a night of dancing and realizing that the other is the dance partner you’ve been searching for the entire time. you spend veery second of every day from then on together, dancing together every night and only knowing joy as you both make each other laugh. even though you’ve only known each other for days, he proposes to you and you accept, vowing to get married the day you return to shore. when the boat hits, he tries to get you on a boat but both of you know that neither of you will be able to get to one. not wanting to spend your last moments in fear and preferring to maintain that happiness the two of you have found in each other since you first met, the two of you spend your last moments dancing to the music still playing upstairs. even when the music dies, the two of you are still dancing to the music he hums underneath his breath. his song is the last thing you hear before the ocean joins you dancing. though you try to hold onto each other, your hands slip away from each other. neither of your bodies are ever found.

ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ "𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯."

he’s a second class passenger who you meet during dinner. he learns that you’re one of the nurses on board. you meet when he visits you because he has a sickness and you treat him. he thanks you by taking you out to dinner. your relationship consists of a lot of shy flirting and subtle touches and stolen kisses when you’re not working. he confesses in you his fear of dying from his sickness, and you reassure him that you’ll ensure he lives a long life and die of old age. when the ship hits, your first thoughts are to check the injured and help as many people on board. you manage to get him on a lifeboat by using the sickness he came to you as an excuse, saying he won’t survive the freezing temperatures. you reassure him that you’ll get on the next boat, and he reluctantly believes you. as his lifeboat is lowered down, your eyes meet as he looks up at you and you look down at him. he sees the flare going off in the sky behind you, and he sees the goodbye in your smile. he realizes that you’ve lied and tries to get off but they pull him back since he’s rocking the boat, and he screams your name over and over again until his voice is raw and sore. he is rescued. you are not. your body is found and he buries you. he keeps his promise to you and live a long, happy life before dying a natural death of old age.

ᴋɪᴍ ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ "𝘸𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯."

you meet on board after dinner when you both decide to get some fresh air on the deck. he’s already on the deck when you go out, leaning on the railing and looking absently at the ocean. you don’t mind him any attention at first, other than noting he was handsome. he is the first one to take notice of you, as when he’s about to head back in, he catches sight of you looking up at the sky and counting the stars and his attention is yours immediately. rather than going in, he requests for the rest of his dinner to be brought out to him and the two of you eat outside under the stars. when the evacuation begins, as a first class passenger, he is one of the first passengers who is offered a seat in a lifeboat that is far from full. however, he offers up his position to a third class passenger who is pregnant and instead goes to search for you. he finds you in your cabin and hugs you tightly, promising you that as long as he’s there, his arms around you, nothing bad will happen. you let yourself believe him as the two of you lay down on your bed and go to sleep before the ocean makes you. centuries later, in a documentary, your bodies are found together, his arms still wrapped around you.

ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ "𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘰 '𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦."

this man is jack dawson. is one of the first people to board because he wanted to sketch the passengers coming on board. was just minding his business until you boarded, and suddenly, you’re the only thing he’s capable of sketching. follows you around from then on, sketching you the entire while. he’s by your side when the ship completely sinks, and he’s holding your hand when both of you fall into the icy black water of the ocean.  you know this hopeless romantic is going to pull a jack and give you the entire door to float on even though both of you can fit. he justifies it as him being too bulky and if he goes on, you’ll both sink. he’ll reassure you that because of his bulkiness, he’s more able to preserve his body heat and survive in the water longer than you. holds your hands the entire time, blowing his warmth into them. and when you wake to hearing people calling you, just like the fate of poor leo, he had frozen while sleeping and there’s nothing more you can do other than promise you’ll keep him with you as let him go, watching him disappear underneath the dark ocean, before you call for help and get rescued. his body is never found.

𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂'𝗏𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗌. 𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗍 9 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀

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↠ pairing : Kim Taehyung x Female Reader

↠ summary : Wherein Kim Taehyung has many overdue books, and he offers you his sexual services in lieu of the payments.

↠ genre : pwp, fluff, smut, college au, bookshop au, slight strangers to lovers, classmates to lovers

↠ rating : 18+

↠ warnings : swearing, a little bickering, kissing, making out, slight choking, hickies, body worship, oral (m. receiving & allusions to f. receiving), Taehyung hits it from the back, unprotected sex (be safe <3), edging, spanking, taehyung being a sly shit, dom!taehyung, sub!reader, creampie, semi-public sex, degradation (slut, whore), praising, begging & it’s soft & soppy towards the end because kim taehyung is a romantic at heart <3

↠ word count : 5K

↠ a/n : hello loves !! and it’s finally here <3 sorry about the delay (life’s been a mess) but i hope you enjoy this quick pwp !! it isn’t my greatest work , but i wanted to post something for my birthday for you all as a thank you for being here <3 thank you to @chateautae ; @kithtaehyung & @kookiestarlight for reading over 🤎 and thank you to @jamaisjoons for the stunning banner 🍪 as always, your feedback is truly appreciated & happy reading !! <3

↠ song : 120 - bad bunny

"Oh, and the name's Taehyung. Kim Taehyung."

"I know your name. We're in the same class," you sigh, turning your back to him, and instead of unpacking your new stack of books. "I just want you to return the books you took out months ago."

"Same class?" Taehyung repeats, leaning on the counter. You aren't even facing him, but you know that he's wearing the usual feline smirk on his lips. "Interesting. I've never noticed you."

Despite the both of you being in Professor Choi's class, you never really speak to one another. You usually sit at the front of the lecture hall, and Taehyung opts for the seats at the back instead.

You and Taehyung are quiet class members, not really interacting with anyone instead of relishing in your own company. A part of you always yearned to approach him, but your nerves ended up getting the best of you.

The boy always had a mysterious aura surrounding him, and you couldn't help but be intrigued by him. When you first met Taehyung, he always carried a book with him, and he never really spoke. You'd hear him converse with Professor Choi here and there, and his mellow voice always ignited something deep within you. It was soft but alluring at the same time.

He would usually spend most of his time in the library, hidden away in the corner with a box of strawberries, jazz music spilling from his laptop as he reads either classical poetry or manga. The sight always makes you snicker, the differences between his choices being so stark.

The more you saw of him, though, the more your crush grew; however, your infatuation slowly began to fluctuate from the moment you began to see who he really was.

His flirtatious attitude, snarky remarks, and mischievous glint in his eyes always keep you on edge.

You don't hate him, but his personality can be hard to keep up with.

Taehyung frequently visits your father's bookshop, popping in at least twice a week to take out a few books. He's undoubtedly an avid reader and enjoys all sorts of genres which you don't mind at all. The only problem you truly have with the stupidly handsome bloke is that he never seems to return his books. And the books he doesn't return just so happen to be your favourite.

"Just bring the books back by Sunday." You reply, knowing that he's trying to embarrass you, shifting to face him with an exasperated face. "Otherwise, I'll tell my father, and you'll have to deal with him, which isn't fun at all… his books are his babies."

"Ah, I've met him plenty of times. We happen to be great friends," Taehyung remarks, sighing dramatically with a shit-eating grin on his face, resting his chin in his palms. "Look at me, already infiltrating my way into your family."

"Will you leave?" You request, glaring at him with narrowed eyes.

"No." Taehyung chimes, showing you his boxy smile that you can't help but melt at. "I know you don't want me to."

You whine and leave the counter, moving to stand before him. Your height difference is remarkable, and you can't help but smile briefly at the way he towers over you.

"The thing is, Miss. Y/N," he mutters, a playful glint colouring his eyes as he notices the way you light up upon hearing your name. "I seem to have misplaced those books." He informs you a little too casually.

"You what?" You retort, visibly angry at what has just come out of Taehyung's mouth.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that."

"How… how does one just lose a few books?" You complain, throwing your head back. "You're totally paying for those. I'm not getting in trouble because of you."

"Paying?" Taehyung questions in a frivolous manner. "I don't make payments."

"Taehyung."

"My name sounds real good coming out of your mouth, princess."

Great.

"I know another way to pay you… wanna hear me out?" Taehyung suggests with a teasing cadence lacing his tone. You stare at him with curious eyes and notice how his smirk ticks every box.

It's gorgeous. He's gorgeous.

You would've very quickly walked away if it wasn't for his smirk. That slight rise in the corner of his mouth combined with the cool detachment in his eyes… you couldn't help but stare, lightly smirking back. And that mere act was giving him inner delight. Taehyung was evidently savouring the moment, and you both felt the tension thicken.

You have a slight inkling about the way Taehyung wants to pay you. You aren't oblivious to his ways. Coming to the bookshop only on days you worked, 'forgetting' his overdue books, catching him staring at you when you walk into class, hanging around a little longer to see you leave, and more importantly… visiting the store at times, he knows there's no one here, but you.

"I'm listening," you reply, stepping closer to Taehyung, so you're only centimetres away from him.

Taehyung leans down, his lips brushing against yours, as he entangles his fingers with your nimble ones. "Good girl," he whispers, and his hand begins to trail up your bare arm.

Your back hits against the shelf as Taehyung devours your mouth with sheer passion. His one hand lightly chokes you whilst the other holds your head in place.

He kisses you once. Twice. And you know immediately that you can never tire of this man. With vehement urgency, he chases your lips, and you smile into the kiss, his neediness more than apparent. You know more than well that you shouldn't be making out with him in your father's storage room. Any customer could walk in asking for you, heck, so could your father, but that doesn't stop you from kissing Taehyung with a more potent force. You feel utterly feral and slightly shocked as to how Taehyung already has so much power over you.

"Gave in very easily, didn't you?" Taehyung teases, pulling away from your lips and kissing down your jawline. He nips at your skin, most definitely leaving you with marks as a reminder of your shenanigans. He rips open your short, floral-printed linen dress, and you moan as you hear the tear, his strength being a huge turn on for you.

"Oh shut it," you gasp, directing him back to face you. You capture his lips in a fast, rhythmic movement, and he begins to undo your bra. He takes in your chest, and you swear you hear him growl as he looks you up and down.

"You're fucking stunning," he rasps, dipping his head into the junction between your head and shoulder, pressing the most sensuous kisses down to your tits. You moan again, craning your neck and arching your chest to him, craving more of his touch. His veiny arms wrap around you, and you instinctively move closer to him.

"Take off your shirt," you whine, wanting to feel Taehyung's skin against yours. Your wish is accepted immediately, and in one swift movement, Taehyung pulls his shirt over his head with a single hand.

Your hand immediately reaches for his taut chest, and you cascade it down, grabbing his hardened cock through his sweatpants.

"Please let me suck you off," you mutter, palming him whilst gazing up at him with softened eyes.

"Such a slut for my cock already," Taehyung murmurs and you nod, happily admitting.

Taehyung pecks your pouty lips, smirking as he sees you kneel before him. You pull down his trousers and boxers, eyes widening as you drink in just how huge he is. Your wetness grows as you anticipate just how hard he could wreck you with this monster.

"Go on, baby. It's all yours." Taehyung goads, hands moving to rest on your head. Moving forward, he strokes your cheek as he pushes the fat tip of his cock towards your hungry mouth, breathing in at the sensation of your tongue coming out and kitten-licking at his slit, savouring the taste of his arousal on your tongue.

His one hand moves to rest on your head, and the other holds your chin in place, lifting it slightly so he can push himself into your inviting mouth.

"So fucking good," Taehyung groans out celestially as you envelop his sizeable tip. Your one hand holds the rest of his dick whilst the other runs up and down his thick thigh.

You carefully pay attention to sucking on his member flawlessly, aching to be praised.

"You're such a cockslut for me, aren't you?"

Thanks, Taehyung.

You look up and see the man throwing his head back as you sink down on his cock, taking him inch by inch until your nose practically buries itself in his pubic bone. His hand tangles into your hair, threading his warm fingers through your luscious locks.

Greedily, you take more of him in your mouth, swirling your tongue around his shaft. His guttural groans spur you on, and you feel your chest swell with pride, knowing that Kim Taehyung, who oozes power and dominance, is at your mercy as you suck him dry.

"Fuckk," Taehyung curses when you sink down on him further. You hollow your cheeks, and Taehyung moans at the feeling, his breathing becoming heavier. He thrusts forward and hits the back of your throat, triggering your gag reflex, which provokes immediate tears in your eyes.

Your cunt becomes wetter with each sinful sound that leaves his filthy mouth. You abruptly pull back, an idea springing to mind.

Taehyung stares down at you with watery eyes whilst biting his bottom lip. "All good, baby?"

You soften at the pet name but quickly pull yourself together. "Fuck my face."

"You're a little shit," Taehyung laughs, holding your head in place and directing his heavy cock inside your hot mouth. You ravenously deep-throat him, and he moans delectably, gently beginning to fuck your throat.

"Your mouth feels so good. We're definitely doing this again," he moans loudly, and you feel yourself gush at the thought of having Taehyung in your mouth again. He continues ramming himself against your face, groaning blissfully as the euphoric sensations run through him.

"Bet you'll love having your face stuffed with my cock every morning," Taehyung rasps as he drives his length inside your mouth with more force, roughly chasing his release.

Taehyung peers down at you; he sees tears leaking out of your beautiful eyes and drool spilling out of your helpless mouth. You know you look a complete mess, but Taehyung stares at you with adoration. His hips continue to softly rock into your mouth, all while he continues to turn you on more with his dulcet voice.

"Tell me, Y/N. You'd love having your face fucked again, wouldn't you?"

You nod, rubbing your thighs together, the pressure making you want to pull your mouth away and riding him senselessly.

"Not gonna last, love," Taehyung whines. Your hands move to grip his thighs, pushing all of him inside your mouth, almost choking on his monstrous dick. You swirl your tongue around and swallow the mess as Taehyung releases the most lustful moans, deep groans echoing inside this tiny storage room.

Taehyung suddenly picks his pace up, fucking himself into your mouth with newfound vigour. He throws his head back, cursing and hissing at your ministrations. You slurp and suck whilst luxuriating in the way Taehyung begins to unravel.

He unexpectedly pushes you away from his dick, and you whine out of frustration, wanting him to have spilt his seed down your throat. Taehyung himself trembles at the loss, wanting to shove his cock back inside your mouth. But he resists the urge and instead pulls you up towards him, crashing your lips together and sloppily kissing you.

His sinful tongue moves in sync with yours, and you tug at his dark locks, the urge to have him inside you proliferating.

"I can't wait anymore," he smirks, spanking your ass, and cursing at the sight of you throwing your head back with rolled eyes. "Need to feel your tight pussy swallow me."

"Please, Tae.." you whine, running your hands all over his smooth chest. "Fuck me."

Taehyung feels himself become harder at your begging. He never expected you to reciprocate his energy. Taehyung always thought of you as shy and innocent, but he knew you were far from that judging by what he’s seen today. Not that he was complaining, though; if anything, the little crush he did have on you harboured into something more.

Instead of responding, Taehyung swiftly turns you around, and you come to face a stack of new books. You really shouldn't be letting him fuck you here, but you were far too pent up to stop him.

Taehyung runs his hand down your spine, and you shiver at the new sensation. "So beautiful," he mutters as he rests his hand on your ass. His hard cock rubs against your cheeks, eliciting heat to run through your core. You take a step back, rubbing yourself against him shamelessly.

The gap between the two of you is smoothly closed as Taehyung steps forward, his hot breath fanning your shoulder. He dips his head towards your ear and takes your earlobe between his lips, making you purr. Taehyung doesn't miss the chance to whisper in your ear, knowing it'll only heighten the tension.

"Can I fuck you?" He asks whilst kneading your ass with his large hands.

You laugh before responding, "You ask that now?"

"Consent is vital, my love," Taehyung mumbles, dropping his head to press a kiss against your shoulder, eliciting a shiver from you.

Fuck, this man really is going to be the end of you.

"Well, it'll never be a no from me," you reply, goosebumps forming at your slight confession. You turn around and wink at him with a knowing smirk, shocking yourself with your bold behaviour.

"Fuck, I could get used to this," he says hoarsely before turning you back around. Taehyung touches you all over as he grinds his body against yours in the most seductive way. The sweat has formed glistens against his skin, making him appear hotter than usual.

"Hurry," you whine, becoming impatient. Taehyung chuckles, and dives for your neck, biting it slightly, making you moan indulgently in his hold. Your knees buckle, but his firm grip on your hips stops you from tripping.

A devilish smirk dances across Taehyung's lips as he raises his palm, hitting it against your ass harshly.

"Fuck, Taehyung," you groan as the sting spreads. His fingers move to your pussy, gathering your slick. Taehyung sucks his coated digits, moaning at the sweetness of your arousal.

"Do you always taste this good, princess?" Taehyung grits, his hand now thumbing at your clit. "Who's got you this wet, hmm?"

"Y-you, just do something," you moan, pushing yourself back to feel Taehyung, hoping that he'd provide you with some sort of relief.

"Bet you could come just like this," he continues to rub your clit, lips brushing against your pulse point.

You shudder with pleasure, immediately conveying to him how good you feel. Taehyung removes his mouth from your pulse point to instead press delicate kisses against your jawline.

"I'd love to fuck you every day," he huskily whispers, "making you cum again and again," he adds before turning you back to face him. Taehyung mouths at you sensually, kissing you with an insatiable force that leaves you breathless when you pull away.

You arch into him, and Taehyung knows you need more. He smirks at the way you evidently fall into submission. He imagines fucking you in his bed, shower, eating you out in the library where you have to stay quiet.

"Please do something," you complain. Taehyung reaches forward, pressing kisses against the column of your throat. You drag your nails down his chest, eliciting a playful growl.

"Want me to fuck you, hmm?" Taehyung teases you. You quickly nod, moaning his name, hoping it urges him to hurry up and fuck you senseless.

Taehyung brings his warm hand to cup your breast, evoking another needy moan from you. He hisses pleasurably at your lewd sigh, and you twitch in his hold.

"I'm going to ruin you," he whispers in his low-pitched voice as he fondles your tit, dipping his head down towards your chest to press open-mouthed kisses. Taehyung decorates your skin with purple, flourishing hickies.

You feel Taehyung smirk against your skin when you let out a sultry sound.

"Really sensitive, aren't you?" he notes, his breath tickling your ear, leaving you to feel more aroused and dizzy. You physically feel your pussy gush, and your body buzzes at the unmitigated effect Taehyung has on you.

"Oh, Taehyung, please just give me your cock," you whine loudly, the need to feel him inside you growing. You swear you can combust untouched, his mere gaze enough to unravel you.

"Wanna turn around again so I can fuck you?" he sighs out against your lips before joining them together for the umpteenth time that evening.

You move your hands to cup Taehyung's cheeks, kissing him with zealous force, hoping he'd understand how needy you are.

"You're so fucking hot," he exhales wistfully, smothering his lips with yours again for an all too chaste kiss.

"Want you in me now," you prompt him urgently, "wan' your big cock."

Taehyung hastily tightens his grip on your waist, "Go on then, baby, turn around for me."

He doesn't need to tell you twice, shifting, so you're face-to-face with the books again. You glance over your shoulder fleetingly, admiring Taehyung's pleasing build.

His perfectly sculpted body, his messy black hair, built arms, and that damn smirk of his has you feeling giddy all over again. You can only wish that you're able to see this site more often. The most erotic thoughts flood your mind, and you grow more impatient, anticipating his next move.

Taehyung catches you staring at him, and a mirthy smile graces his face as he grabs hold of his length, pumping himself a few times. His tip painfully glints a burning red, and it leaves a heavy ache in your core.

Taehyung catches you off-guard, grabbing hold of your hips and yanking you back so your ass presses against him. You jump and quickly peek behind you with confused eyes, only to see a shit-eating grin on his face.

He drags the palm of his large hand down your smooth back, relishing in your silky smooth skin. "So fucking sexy," he mutters, "we're so doing this again."

Reaching for your ass, he slaps it playfully, "Gonna make you feel so good, baby. You'll never want another man."

"Taehyung, please," you groan, frustrated. He mutters a soft apology before rubbing his hard-on against your ass, stepping closer to press the length of his girthy cock against your soaked folds.

This is actually happening.

Kim Taehyung is going to fuck you, and fuck you good.

Your legs part on their own, and you arch your back, offering your ass to the man shamelessly. Taehyung curses at the salacious scene, pressing his cock further into you and somehow growing harder.

"Fucking perfect," he rasps with his mellow voice, "ready?"

"You've got me all soaked; of course, I'm ready!"

"Fuck," Taehyung laughs, groaning as he rubs the tip of his hard cock up and down your dripping pussy. He teases your hole, pressing his dick but never pushing it in. Your mouth hangs open at the contact, and your breathing quickens.

"Gonna stretch this tight cunt out so good, baby," he mumbles to himself, goading you with gentle pressure.

"Just put it in," you impatiently urge, wiggling your ass against him, tired of his unnecessary teasing.

Taehyung finally gives in, pushing against you. He slides his cock past your folds, burying himself deep inside. The two of you groan at the lewd feeling, and you mutually feel the tension rise.

Taehyung emits a guttural moan as he watches the view of him entering your tight pussy. He hears you release the most sinful sounds, and seeing you bask in the feeling of him filling you up whole makes him smile.

"Taehyung…"

"Fuck, the way you moan my name," he breathes out as he buries himself to the hilt, hips rolling into you with the deepest of strokes. "It's the only name you'll ever moan from now on."

Taehyung fits inside you snuggly, grinding in you with small and precise thrusts. His fingers dig into your hips, and his eyes fixate on the heavy swell of your ass. He groans satisfyingly, watching his cock slip in and out of you with ease, thighs rubbing against the back of yours in the most orgasmic way.

"T-Taehyung, fuck, you're too big." You whimper, your entire body craving more of him.

"But you'll learn to take it, won't you?" he prompts, shutting his eyes and dipping his head to rest at your shoulder as he begins to smack his hips into yours relentlessly. Your walls flutter, and Taehyung tries hard to contain his load, not wanting to shoot his seed inside you just yet.

"Faster.." you plead, body shaking with maximal pleasure.

Taehyung heeds, going deeper and picking up his speed to hit the best spots inside you. You press your temple against the shelving, ignoring the dull pain as he fucks you with languid, steady strokes. You feel his cock throb inside you, provoking you to moan his name again.

"Harder.." you mewl, compelling him to growl as he provides you with forceful thrusts, growling animalistically when he hears you cry out in delight. His muscular arm reaches forward, veiny hand gripping your breast, pinching your hardened nipple as he presses sloppy kisses just behind your ear, your body letting him know that it's your sensitive spot.

"That's it, pretty angel, you're doing so well," Taehyung praises, thrusting with more fidelity as your walls pulse around him, "Goddamn this pussy," he pants breathlessly. He knows you are getting close and snakes his other hand down to your clit, rubbing vigorously as he drives you closer towards the edge, eliciting the whiniest sounds from you.

"Mmm, Tae, you feel so, so good," you cry as he rams his cock further into your wetness, groaning at the sensation. His delicious abuse on your swollen clit makes you hiss in pleasure.

"That's right, Y/N. Moan, my name," Taehyung rasps, continuing his onslaught and pulling you back onto him.

"Holy shit, Taehyung!" Your knees buckle at the savouring drag of his appetising length, and hearing your name from his sinful mouth makes your eyes roll back.

"Right there, baby?"

"Oh God, yea.." you moan, nodding your head incessantly.

You mewl again, arousal spilling out of you, but Taehyung fucks it right back in. He pinches your nipple whilst simultaneously teasing your clit. Taehyung sucks a hickey on your neck, cum aching his heavy balls as he pumps into your soaked walls.

You throw your head back onto his shoulder, stretching your hand to tug at the short tendrils of his hair. Taehyung knows precisely what you mean without you having said any words.

"Wann' see your face," you whimper, "need to feel you more.."

Taehyung smirks at your neediness, pulling out of you reasonably quickly. You both wince at the loss of warmth, and he wastes no time in turning you around and lifting you up, deeply penetrating you again. Taehyung continues with the same, brisk pace as before, and you wrap your arms around his neck, drawing him closer to you, so your foreheads touch.

"Oh, this is much better," he murmurs, "been dreaming of this for the longest time."

"Me too. I won’t need to touch myself anymore," you purr, "I'm all yours to fuck now."

Taehyung moans deeper at your revelation, and you begin to grind against him as an attempt to alleviate the burning pressure that shoots through your core. Your moans start to turn into gasps, and you know you're more than close.

"Where do you want me to come, princess?"

"Fill me up," you manage to whimper. That probably wasn't the wisest suggestion from you, but you crave to feel full of his cum, squeezing against him to urge him more. “I want your cum inside me.”

"Holy shit!" he grunts, his orgasm hitting him. Taehyung's hot cum shoots inside you, painting your insides white. He moves impossibly closer, rubbing his face against your collarbone.

Taehyung's arm sneaks around your waist, bringing you closer to him as he repeatedly pecks you all over your face.

A romantic man indeed.

He is mindful of your sensitivity, allowing you to relax before picking up his pace again.

You're at a loss of words, the only thing on your mind being that you're being fucked full of Taehyung's cum. You notice his eyes fixated on where you both connect, and you follow his gaze.

The both of you watch your stomach clench and relax with pleasure. Taehyung's thrusts begin to stutter, and he throbs hard, fearing that he may possibly shoot his second load into you before you can even have your first release.

You sob and wail, clutching onto him tighter. Taehyung's hand cascades down towards your engorged clit, rubbing it fervently with the hopes that you'll perhaps squirt around his cock.

"Close?" he asks you as he grunts, rubbing your clit harder and faster. You vigorously nod, eyes closing as the pleasure engulfs you warmly.

"Come all over me, angel. All over my cock," he demands, rutting against you in a frantic manner.

You clench down on him as you release with a string of curse words. You ride out your climax with him, and he puts less pressure on your clit, instead enthralled as he watches you in your throes of pleasure.

Taehyung's confidence heightens, smirking as he recalls the way you've been screaming his name all evening. The simple thought of you squirting both his and your mess out spurs him on, and he swears he could fuck you all over again right now.

"That was fucking incredible." You're breathless, carefully slip out of his hold, leaning against his broad chest for support.

Taehyung pulls you into him, pressing soft kisses against the crown of your head, and his arms wrap around you. Your chest swells, feeling shy as you curve further into his warm body. He dips his head down to litter soft kisses over the hickies he made, and in turn, you peck his chest before pulling yourself back to face him.

"I haven't lost any of the books, by the way," Taehyung admits, chuckling as he rests his head on top of yours.

"I figured," you snicker back, gingerly wrapping your arms around his waist.

"And I also know they're your favourite."

"Oh, really?" You awe at his cute smile.

"Yeah… I've kept them safe with the hopes that I'll get to read them to you with my deep voice you like so much." You playfully smack his chest, unable to handle the way he's exposing you.

"Well, maybe one day you can."

The two of you gently smile as you embrace one another's presence. Maybe working in your father’s bookshop wasn’t so bad of an idea.

"So… where do we go from here?" Taehyung whispers, gently stroking your hair.

You know exactly where you want to go from here.

You want to wake up to Taehyung’s messages. You want to bring him his favourite morning beverage, and walk to class with him, arm securely wrapped around his bicep.

You want to sit with him in lecture, but only pay attention to him and him only. You want to complete your assignments together, and when stress overcomes you both, you want to be able to freely ride him as he wraps his hand around your throat, fucking up into you as tears of pleasure spill from your pretty eyes.

You want Taehyung to be the one who pushes your face into his sheets as he fucks you from behind on a random Tuesday night. You want Taehyung’s deep voice to be the one that spews the filthiest of words into your ear, whispering confessions of how nothing compares to the feeling of your tight pussy engulfing his cock.

Picnics, library dates, walks in the park, spontaneous makeout sessions that result in him eating you out over and over… you want it all, and you want it all with Kim Taehyung and him only.

"Well, I'd love to go to your bedroom first" you decide to tease, staring at him with suggestive eyes, "you did say you could get used to this."

Taehyung tongues the inside of his cheek, slowly nodding at your suggestion.

"I'm making you mine all over again," he whispers, flashing you his signature smirk before reaching down to join your lips again. His arms tighten around your waist, cinching you to him, and your hands entangle in his hair, feeling the silken strands between your fingers. “We’re not finishing anytime soon.”

You smile to yourself, feeling giddy as you acknowledge that your feelings for Taehyung are mutual. Swaying in his embrace, you daydream about life with him again. Waking up to him, reading in his arms, baking with him… every thought felt surreal. You know that both of you will love one another with your all, and that was something you were excited to explore with Taehyung.

"Okay, but not here!" You pull back, pouting as you examine your surroundings. "We should really clean up."

"Will do… but after this," Taehyung winks, dropping down to his knees. He parts your legs and nether lips, licking you shamelessly with his flat tongue before sucking on your clit. Your hands reach down to hold onto his messy hair, pushing him closer to your gushing cunt as you filthily moan. Taehyung pulls back to look up at you with an impish smirk before shifting his attention back to your pussy and devouring it whole.

As Thunder Rolls

[Summary]: You know Taehyung is the one. You knew it since the first day you saw him, when thunder rolled through the sky. But your lives don't collide. They might be too different to choose both.

[Theme]: Rich Reader, Law Student Reader, Construction Worker TH, Poor TH, Rich Girl Poor Boy AU

[Rating]: 18+ for sexual themes, sexual content, unprotected sex, kissing, making out, marking, angst, familial separation, topics of class, and triggering opinions of some characters

[Word Count]: 8,296

[A/N]: First TH fic!! I hope it is enjoyable~ This might be my last fic for a little bit. Going to be focusing on school and working really hard until the summertime :)

People say that when you fall in love, your life develops new meaning. They say that your life changes as you fall, and you watch it spiral out of your control over a silly feeling you can’t help.

You can say that the people, whoever they may be, are correct. Love happened to you quite unexpectedly, and completely out of the box you put your goals for the future inside.

Taehyung happened during the city's worst monsoon season in over 50 years. His rain-stained jeans and dirty white construction t-shirt clung to his skin, showing you all of his tanned glory as the rain fell angrily. You stood on the top step of your sister’s corporate building, looking down at him three steps below you.

“You got a spare umbrella, by chance?” he asked you. Caramel-colored, wet hair covered his forehead. But you could still see the discomfort in his eyes due to the harsh rain.

Looking at your own umbrella in your grip, you shook your head, telling him that this was your only one.

“You know a place around here where I can find one?” he asked.

“I’m not familiar with the area,” you explained.

“Me neither,” he smiled as he looked down at his red Converse.

There was an uncomfortable feeling in your chest. You felt bad for the guy, clearly well-underprepared for the season. Your designer coat and accessories terribly clashed with his, an obvious difference in class confronted you in the face. There was a feeling of fear, you remember. Back then, you used to be one of those people who thought terribly of people like him. Thinking that he’d ask for your Burberry umbrella and never return it. You thought maybe he’d pull you aside and forcibly rob you of your money just because his shirt had a few stains and the brand name of the city’s lower-end construction company was written on the fabric. You associated him with the worst of the worst, just because of his class. Or rather, assumed class.

But those eyes captured your soul. They were warm, and his smile sent medicine to your heart, healing all those presumed thoughts and replacing them with the benefit of the doubt.

“I think there is a 7/11 around the block,” you recalled from your memory.

Thunder rolled through the city skies, and you clutched your umbrella harder. You never liked thunderstorms. There was a sense of urgency to get home to avoid any more of this growing storm, and fast. But this guy — you wanted to continue talking to him.

He raised an eyebrow at you, looking to his left.

You raised your chest, nervously pointing in the opposite direction.

“Down there,” you corrected him.

“Ah,” he smiled. It was faint, but you noticed his upper lip formed the shape of a heart before another roll of thunder drummed through the sky. You winced, and his smile faded.

“I’ll let you be on your way, then,” he said. “Thank you.”

You nodded, and he suddenly turned his back, walking down the sidewalk in the direction of the vague 7/11 down the street. He hiked the back collar of his t-shirt over his head, creating a small hat to shield his eyes from the unwanted shower. You watched the exposed skin on the small of his back as raindrops trickled into the hem of his jeans.

Suddenly, your heart skipped in your chest, and you did something your carefully formed character would never allow.

“W-Wait,” you stumbled. The click of your heeled boots rang in your ears as you walked down the small set of stairs and onto the sidewalk.

The man turned around, his posture straightening at the sight of you.

Quickly, you went to him, covering his head with your umbrella.

“I-I’ll come with you,” you offered.

His close proximity flooded all of your senses. Your fingers visibly began to shake, and you had to remind yourself to breathe when you saw how tremendous the height difference was between the two of you.

“Thank you,” he softly said.

At that moment, you knew your life changed. You saw yourself in his eyes, maybe staring a little too long for two strangers who hadn’t even exchanged names yet. But you looked into them, and somehow the raging storm had transferred from the sky into your heart.

You became a jumbled mess after then, as Taehyung had exchanged his name with yours, along with all of his habits, hobbies, and love.

Every day after that was filled with giggles and kisses and sleepless nights wrapped in his sheets. He had shown you the other side of the world, and you accepted it with him by your side. He took things from you you couldn’t imagine anyone else being worthy enough to take. All your firsts, and what you hope, all your lasts, too.

But something had been sitting at the back of your mind ever since you laid eyes on him, creating an unsettling feeling.

He was, indeed, nowhere near the class you grew up in. Living in the worst part of the city with his younger brother and sister and parents in a small, 2-bedroom apartment. He worked overtime on most days; all of his earnings he gave to his mother was to pay rent. His brother had just become old enough to help out. However, Taehyung explained that he caught him a few times slacking — the young boy claiming that he was working but instead at the casino with his friends. His younger sister was 6 years old and by far the sweetest young girl you knew. She became someone like your own sister, someone you chose to connect with on a level you weren’t able to do with your own siblings. His father fell ill a few years ago and became unable to work a demanding job. Instead, he and his wife work at their own small grocery store on the lower level of the building down the street.

His family welcomed you generously, never once commenting on your class, never once making it a topic of conversation. They called you their daughter.

What was unsettling was not the circumstances involving his family. It was the circumstances involving your own.

You hadn’t mentioned him to your parents by choice. You knew how they would react, especially considering your father had already begun selecting the sons of his most trusted colleagues to propose a marriage. Though you are not ashamed of Taehyung, your family would most definitely be. They would never accept him as your love. It would be too tarnishing to their name, too embarrassing to taint the family with someone whose house costs less than their dining room table.

You kept Taehyung out of it, which doesn’t necessarily mean he won’t stop asking about meeting your family. He’s serious enough about you to want to take things further. But it puts you in an awkward situation, like now. Gasping into the sheets of his bed, his dick pulling out of you as cum falls down your thighs.

“Baby?” he pants, hovering over you and kissing up your shoulder to your cheek. He’s still catching his breath, as are you. He just railed the fuck out of you and still begs for conversation? You will never understand this man.

“Hm,” you ask, resting your head on your forearm in a desperate attempt to control your breathing.

“I want to meet your parents,” he bites the shell of your ear gently.

You groan loudly, tired of this topic of conversation. It seems to be the only thing on his mind these days.

In the two years you two had been dating, Tae was finally able to afford a place of his own while still helping his family. His brother stepped up and managed to land a good position at a nearby company that really helped with the family finances. Hence, Taehyung’s newfound freedom from the cramped space with his family. But ever since he moved into his new apartment two weeks ago, he’s been set on (a) “christening” every nook and cranny of his new place with you and (b) meeting your family.

“Baby, can we not talk about this right now?” you press your fingers to your temple before running them into your hair.

“We never have talked about it,” he reminds you. You pause, knowing he’s right. You’ve always swayed him away from saying anything about the topic other than simply asking to talk about it.

“Why would you want to meet my parents,” you begin. You feel him smile a little, happy to start this long-awaited talk.

“Because you met mine,” he slides his elbows under your armpits, resting his chin on your shoulder. You feel secure when he’s holding you like this, his chest embracing your back as he lets his weight rest on your body. If only the moment wasn’t ruined by the topic of conversation.

“I don’t want you to meet my parents,” you finally say. You know his heart broke a little from your words, being such a family man. But you feel obligated to be honest about this.

“What? Why not?” he crinkles his eyebrows together, pressing his nose into your cheek.

“Because, Tae,” you sigh into your palm. “They’re not…nice people.”

He lets the two of you sit in silence for a while, and you know he knows what you mean by that.

“It’s because I have no money, isn’t it?” he finally lets out.

You grab his hand, drawing circles into his palm.

“Essentially,” you sigh. It doesn’t feel good to admit that. Disappointment floods your veins for him, wishing your family was less shallow. Maybe then, your response would have been different. “You know I don’t care about that stuff. But they…they do.”

“Your siblings?” he asks.

“They’re all like that,” you continue, playing with his knuckles. “I’m the only one, it seems, that isn’t.”

He plays with your hand, sliding into your fingers to hold it.

“Do you wish you were?” he whispers seriously.

“No,” you laugh.

Finally, you turn around in his embrace, looking at his face from beneath him. This man is truly the most gorgeous person you’ve ever laid eyes on. Your palm holds the soft skin of his cheek as you search his eyes.

“Growing up, I used to be a little bit,” you admit. “But then I came to university. And I met you,” you rub his cheek with your thumb. “And you kind of flipped my whole world around.”

“Sorry,” he smiles. “Wasn’t the plan,” he pecks your lips. “I just needed an umbrella.”

You chuckle at that, pulling his face against yours to sear your lips into his. He accepts you, breathing into the kiss with chapped cherry lips and a big stupid blush on his face.

“I just want their blessing,” he clears his throat. “I-Is all.”

“For?” you peck his lips again.

“For me to date their daughter, amongst other things,” he laughs through his nose. “It’s also been…a little while.”

You do feel bad, as he had introduced you to his family about three months into dating. It’s been two years, and your family doesn’t even know you are dating someone.

“You’ll meet them when they have a reason to meet you,” you sigh against his nose. “They’re like that. It has to be on their terms, not mine or yours.”

“Hopefully, that’s sometime soon,” he says before kissing you deeply. You let him, wanting his lips to erase the scenarios you’ve let flood into your head of Taehyung meeting your family. You kiss him, asking him to heal you again, to give you the endless positivity he has within himself. But you can’t shake it this time around. You have a bad feeling about it, every time you think about making things just that more official with your family meeting him. You know Taehyung is it for you. But will your parents accept that? Your gut twists and turns at the thought, your answer spelled out for you.

___

Law school used to be interesting.

Back when lectures were shorter and the professors actually cared about their job, you had a fun time. Now, you sit through your lectures with the palm of your hand dragging the skin of your cheek upward as you lean against it. You stare at the oldest fart of a professor talk in circles, “womp wo-womp womp”, like in the Charlie Brown phone scenes. The only thing that keeps you from dozing off is the thought of your date tonight.

Last week, Taehyung had been working at this new site at this development on the other side of the city. They put in a fountain lake, with three willow trees (your favorite). Your boyfriend, of course, knew this and set up the idea of a picnic date along the new Willow Tree Lake. Just the thought alone makes you giddy.

These days, Taehyung has been working terrible overtime in an area near campus. Something about the pipes being plugged with slow-forming concrete from a newer company that started off just a few months ago. They fucked up a lot of the city’s piping, and of course, the company Tae works for has been assigned to fix all of their damage.

Needless to say, you feel like you haven’t seen him in ages. Only quick cell phone calls and tired texts in the small hours of the morning and night. You miss him terribly, and your body springs to life when the professor calls the end of the lecture. It’s your last one of the day, and you nearly run out to make your way to your car, ready to start preparing for your date tonight.

You’re met with a surprise, however, when you exit your dorm.

A chalky hand grabs onto your wrist, intertwining his fingers with yours, before pulling you into his chest.

“Hi, baby,” he smiles sheepishly.

“Tae!” you squeal, letting go of his hand and jumping into his arms. You wrap your arms around his neck, his own around your waist as he spins you in the open air of the campus. You giggle against him, quietly screaming when he goes a little fast. Eventually, he lets your feet feel the ground again, and you feel a strong urge to kiss him. It’s been so long.

“You’re so chalky,” you brush at his face, white powder smearing on his skin.

With that, he shakes out his hair onto yours, white dust falling onto your skin.

“Ah! Tae!” You shield your face from his assault. But he’s unrelenting, wrapping you in his arms and pulling you in for a kiss.

You let him kiss you, his big hands stroking your cheek. You don’t let him go on for too long, still not one to be too fond of PDA like he is.

“Oh, fuck,” Taehyung’s smile fades when he looks at your dress.

“Wha—” you look down at your dress, your white Chanel dress, covered in soot and powder and dirt, transferred from his clothes onto yours. “Oh.”

“Yeah, ‘oh’,” he gulps, running his hands through his hair. “I’m sorry, Y/n. I wasn’t thinki—”

“It’s okay,” you smile, holding his hand. “Nothing my dad won’t buy a carbon copy of with a good excuse. To him, I fell. Plain and simple.”

Your words don’t do much, his sorry expression written all over his face still. You cup his cheek, reassuring him.

“What are you doing here, anyways?” you change the subject.

“The pipe issue I told you about ended up going into some apartment building. They sent me up there and the ceiling fell in. Hence all the…white stuff and dust,” he shows you his powdery hands, as if his cheeks and hair weren’t enough to prove his story. “Anyway, the civil engineers ended up needing to go back to the main building and find a new plan to go about it. So they sent us all home early. Thought I would come and surprise you.”

“It worked,” you kiss him again.

“I should probably go though,” he cuts the time short. “I want to shower before our date.”

“That would be nice, you’re right,” you laugh. “I’ll see you at 7, then?”

“Mhm,” he squeezes your hand again before looking down at your dress one last time. You can tell he’s still beating himself up over it when he tightly runs his hands through his hair and sends you a tight-lipped smile as if still saying sorry. You send him one back, letting him know it’s okay. And with that, he leaves your presence.

You’re alone until you reach home a little past 4. When you walked into your house, the last thing you were expecting was your eldest sister, brother, and parents waiting for you in the dining room.

“D-Did I miss something?” you laugh awkwardly. They all seem to be looking at you, disappointment or disgust written on their faces at the sight of your dress. You do your best to hide it with your purse.

“No,” your sister starts. “But we seem to be missing the part where you let dirty construction workers make out with you in public.”

You feel your heart sink to your feet, a cold heat spreading throughout your body.

“Susanna,” you pinch the skin between your eyebrows. “It’s not like that.”

“Please, enlighten us, then,” she snobs.

You take a breath, ready to explain yourself. But your father stops you.

“Invite the boy over,” he calmly states.

“What?” all four of you say at once.

“Dad, are you crazy?” your brother laughs. “He’s a construction worker.”

“Ren, please,” you attempt to control your anger. You don’t like the way they are talking about him right now. Only mentioning his job and ignoring the rest.

“What, don’t like me talking down on your pet?” he smiles, doing his best to get under your skin. It’s working, that’s for sure.

“Seriously, darling, what are you thinking?” your mother puts her hand on your father's arm.

“The boy clearly has feelings for my daughter,” he sets down his brandy on the dining table. “And, if I’m not mistaken, she has the same feelings.”

Your sister looks at you in disgust, wondering how you could ever fall for someone so low class.

“Besides, he owes me a good explanation for destroying your clothes,” he clears his throat. “That was custom designed.”

—

You run to your car after the ‘meeting’ your family welcomed you home with. Your hands shake and tremble, trying to start the car without bursting into tears.

Without even calling him, you race to Taehyung’s apartment, knocking on his door with panic laced in every vein of your body.

He opens it, a big smile warming your heart. But it quickly fades at the pale look on your face.

“What’s wrong,” he pulls you into his apartment.

He’s showered since you last saw him. He changed into his PJs, not yet ready to get into his outfit for your date tonight. On any other day, you would be struck with the comfy boyfriend look, ready to pounce into his arms and hold him close until the sun rose. But not today. Today, you have uncertainty flowing through your veins. Could this be the end? Could this be the start of something new? What will happen between now and midnight?

“Baby, talk to m—”

“My parents want to meet you,” you interrupt him.

“What?”

“T-They want to meet you,” you say again. “Actually, my entire family wants to meet you. Today. Tonight. For dinner. At my house.”

You watch him take it all in, his expression changing rapidly into emotions you can’t really put a label on. You’ve never seen this expression on his face. You’re sure it’s a bit of excitement, as he’s always wanted to meet them. But also a little bit of worry, as you’ve told him what they think of people like him.

“I-Is this about the dress?” he asks worriedly.

“Kind of!” you panic, your hands running through your hair. Frustrated tears flood your eyes. You’re just so frustrated with this situation. With your sister, with your brother and dad. With everyone but Taehyung. He doesn’t deserve this. “My sister saw us today, apparently. A-And she went to my parents, a-and they were waiting for me when I got home, along with my brother. My dad was the one who suggested you come over, and I don’t know why. I can’t read what any of them are trying to say.”

“Hey,” he grabs your shoulders. You start to cry, fat tears falling down your cheeks.

“This is not how I wanted today to go,” you cry-laugh to yourself.

“I know,” he kisses your forehead. “Just tell me what to do, and I’ll do it.”

“I don’t know what to do,” you candor as you fall into his neck, sobbing against his shirt.

His big palms rub your back. You’re sure he’s a little shocked right now. You’ve told him about your family. About what kind of people they are. You’re sure he’s scared, too. You hate this. You wish you could just run away and avoid it all.

“Let’s start with figuring out what I’m going to wear, yeah?” he gently smiles down at you.

___

Dinner is awkward. So awkward.

It’s quiet, and your leg bounces rapidly in your seat.

Your parents hadn’t let Taehyung sit next to you. Rather, he sits across from you, unable to soothe your nerves with a hand on your thigh or palm.

Your sister and brother sit next to you, your parents on either end of the table. There are two empty seats next to Taehyung, him being closest to your father.

You’re sure your siblings had interrogated him a little when your mother forced you to change into something else when the two of you got here. Clad in a pink flowy dress and a braid, you nervously made your way down the stairs and into the dining room, only to find your boyfriend in front of his seat, nodding to the space between your siblings as your own.

Since the appetizers came in, no one had spoken a word.

It’s terribly uncomfortable, and you try to distract yourself by silently telling Taehyung to put his napkin in his lap instead of next to his plate. Your brother laughs, and you jab your elbow into his side.

“So,” your father starts. His voice sends a shock down your spine. “I’m sure you have a good explanation for the dress.”

Your nerves spike the highest they’ve ever been. The dress isn’t really that important. Had it been anyone else, maybe someone your father knew or liked, the dress would be replaced without a word the next day. His pressure on the dress with Tae makes you think he will use it against him, causing you to bounce both of your legs up and down rapidly.

“Yes, I—” you start, but your father raises his palm slightly, telling you to stay quiet and let him answer.

“Yes,” Taehyung clears his throat. “I apologize, sir. I was simply being careless. I was excited to see your daughter, and had acted before realizing what she was wearing.”

“That was custom made,” your sister starts. “By Chanel.”

Taehyung doesn’t seem to recognize the name, making your sister smile snottily.

“It’s a brand,” she shoves her food into her mouth with a snobby tug of her lips.

You clutch the end of your silverware, trying to transfer all the things you wish you could scream into the piece of silver metal.

“Enough,” your father stops her interrogation. He has made it clear he would be the one interrogating tonight. “I do have to ask, though,” he turns his attention toward Tae again. “What makes you think you’re worthy of seeing my daughter?”

The table is silent, everyone’s mind empty but your own. You could think of a million reasons, maybe even more than that, as to why he deserves you. But does Taehyung think he deserves you? You thought you made it clear within the past two years that he does, but his silence speaks for itself.

After a few more seconds of being silent, your father laughs a little through his nose.

“I am aware of your financial situation so that already docks a big chunk off your worth,” he starts again.

“Father,” you try to stop him.

“Your occupation is less than fulfilling,” he continues. “Surely, you must know that affection alone cannot support her.”

Taehyung’s mouth is so dry, that he wants to drink the entire ocean. But he lets it sit in discomfort, the truth ringing through his ears like a bomb dropped right in front of him.

“You care for her, son,” he sighs. “I can see that,” your father sets down his brandy, resting his elbows on the armrests of his chair, and latching his fingers together over his lower chest. “So, why don’t we just end this here. Before it gets any deeper than it is.”

You see Taehyung’s heart drop to his stomach. You wish you could go over to him and put it right back in his chest for him, but your father continues to drop it further and further until it eventually breaks in two upon impact with the hard floor.

“I’ll give you an ultimatum, just to be sure you understand,” your father starts. “You go back to your construction work and help your parents with their grocery business. Cut her out of your life. In return, I’ll forget about the dress. About the some 70 thousand dollars you owe me for the destruction of it.”

“Father, please,” you cry, starting to stand. "It was my fault." But your sister grabs your shoulder and pushes you back down onto your seat.

“If you’re smart, you’ll understand how long that would take to accumulate on top of your other finances to return,” he continues. “If you truly care about her, you’d let her find someone who can meet all of her expectations and give her a comfortable future.”

“No,” you start, but Taehyung silences you with his gaze.

He looks to you from your father, feeling the weight of his words. You look at him, seeing how he believes every word your father is saying. You see it ring in his ears, and you know exactly what his next words are going to be.

“Sir, I—” he rasps, defeat flooding his lungs. This is not about the dress. He’d spent the rest of his life paying your father back if it meant he’d let him have you. This is about your future that he knows he can’t support; about the fact that he knows the best he can give you is nowhere near the luxury someone else can. “I just want her to be happy.”

“In this world, love is not enough for that,” Your father stands up, his hand on Taehyung’s shoulder. “I’ll show you to the door, son,” your father says.

Taehyung stills, his attention suddenly transferred to the calluses on his palms. He examines them, then the scuffs on the rim of his sleeves. It serves as a reminder, that even the best things he owns cannot match up to the expectations served tonight. He knows you don’t care. He knows you’re better than this. But surely it might become easier with time for you. Your father would find someone genius, with wealth beyond imagination. You will forget about him with time, and your wounds will heal. You’ll have an army of new cars, go to fancy banquets with designer dresses, a penthouse in the city, a smart-suit husband, and beautiful children with loads of worth to their names. He thinks about what he could give you, and it amounts to close to nothing. He’s already given you everything he has, and it’s not enough to keep you safe.

He thinks about this before standing in his seat. Your breath hitches in his throat, watching him give you up, your father’s hand on his back guiding him through the dining room, neither sparing you a glance.

“No,” you cry, standing up. Your sister tries to stop you again, but you shove her hand away.

“Y/n L/n, if you chase that boy, right now will be the last time you step in this house!” your mother slams her hands on the table.

There are words you wish you could say. So many emotions and slander and curse words you wish you could shout and spit in her face.

“I'm happy with him,” is all you can say. "I love him"

“Love is but a word,” your mother rolls her eyes. “You will forget about him in two weeks! That boy cannot support you. He can be replaced.”

“He can’t be,” you counter. Your chest rises with words, an essay might come out of your mouth, but you’re silenced when your father comes back into the room, Taehyung gone from your sight. You silence yourself, knowing you have to make a choice. Without even thinking, your feet move, and you’re brushing past your father, opening the door to you’re home and welcoming the rain.

Your parents wouldn’t have his presence in your life, banishing him from your home after he showed up in the nicest clothes he owned. They forbid him from ever seeing you again, using the price of your stained clothes as a threat if he ever were to lay eyes on you again. But you ignore that, running after him, soaking yourself in the rain once again as you chase him.

You call his name, shouting it into the street. He ignores you, and you feel you’re going crazy the more you call out his name until he finally turns around in quick anger. By this point, you two had already gone well down the street, far away from your posh, gated house. He grabs your cheeks in his palms, pressing his lips harshly against yours. You kiss him with fervor, letting the rain soak your pink dress and braided hair. He does the same, not giving a care in the world about the time he spent trying to make himself look nice for your family. He kisses you as if it would be the last time he would ever feel your lips against his again.

“We can’t do this, Y/n,” he breaks the kiss. His forehead rests against yours, his eyes close as his jaw clenches from his own words.

“Tae,” you sob, cupping his cheek. He covers your hand with his own, squeezing it tight.

“You know we can’t, Y/n,” he shakes his head, looking into your tear-filled eyes. “They will never accept me.”

“I accept you,” you sniffle. “Please don’t leave me, Tae. I accept you.”

“It’s not enough,” he whispers.

“N-No,” you shake your head.

But he already began letting go of your hand, his heel taking a step back.

“T-Tae, no,” you grab his other hand, but he forcibly makes you let go. You watch him turn on his heel, his back replacing his chest.

“Kim Taehyung,” you sob into the open air of the empty street. He does nothing, continuing his path to wherever he is going. “Taehyung!” you scream, but he doesn’t stop.

Your chest rises and falls so quickly, that you feel dizzy. Panic rises into every vein in your body, watching him grow smaller and smaller as he distances himself from you. Never in your life had you felt like it was between life or death between two choices. But god, was it clear which option had been labeled death, and which one was life.

“Marry me,” you shout. You watch his feet stop, both shoes parallel to each other. The panic in your veins slightly subsides at the fact that his distance stopped becoming larger. And then you say it again. “Marry me, Taehyung.”

He turns around, and you begin walking—running—toward him.

“Don’t say that,” he angrily breathes through his nose once you reach him.

“Marry me,” you say it again.

He looks up, despite the rain, his jaw clenched.

“I can’t go through life without you,” you cry, shaking your head. “I can’t do it.”

“You can,” he denies.

“I’m so in love with you,” you laugh, wiping the tears from your eyes. “I love you.”

His hands clench, balled into fists. God, did he love you more than the world itself. More than himself. But he can’t be selfish. He can’t rip you away from your family.

“And what about them?” he nods his head in the direction of your house.

“They can’t replace you,” you cup his cheeks, forcing him to look at you. “No one can replace you.”

“You can’t replace your family, Y/n,” he says. “I’m just a guy. Probably the least qualified to have you,” he laughs through his nose. “I can be replaced. They cannot.”

“They have given me a choice,” you cry. His words hurt. You wish you could make him see just how irreplaceable he is. You cannot replace your family, but you cannot replace him, either. “I already made it the minute I ran out of the house.”

He looks at you, finally locking eyes with yours. You feel the panic fade when he looks at you, and you can’t help but feel that this is right. That you’re making the right choice.

“Y/n,” he starts, shaking his head.

“I chose you a long time ago,” you go on. “The minute I shared my umbrella with you, I chose you. All your boxy smiles and shy laughs. Your job; your family. You. Your heart.”

A tear falls from his eye, his jaw still clenched.

“I can’t give you this life,” he takes your hands from his cheeks, holding them tightly between your soaked bodies. “I-I will never be able to afford law school or a gated mansion in the city. Or a white Chanel dress,” he whispers the last part. “Your life — I can’t rob you of it.”

“You are my life, Tae,” you rub your nose against his. “That stuff doesn’t matter. I want you. Forever.”

He gulps, the look in your eye speaking nothing but the truth. It scares him because of course, he wants the best for you. But he is unsure of himself, of what he can give you other than his heart. But the way you look at him, as if that is truly enough for you, makes his worries subside. You’re choosing him. Between life or death, you took a side, labeling him as life.

He grabs your waist, his arm pulling you into his frame as he sears his lips onto yours. Big, callused palms cup your jaw, holding you against his lips as if you’d try to escape. This time around, the kiss is hard, so needy and loved. You feel loved like you’ve never felt before. All the panic in your heart fades and is replaced with a need to keep him close. You assume he feels the same, his strong arms lifting you around his waist. You laugh against his lips.

“I love you,” you chuckle, almost in disbelief that you could love someone so much. He’s given you something you thought you’d never receive in the world your parents brought you into. You feel fresh with him, like you’ve been born again.

He kisses you again, confirming he feels the same before he sets your feet back on the wetted sidewalk.

“Let’s go,” he takes your hand.

“Where?” you follow him.

“My place,” he looks back at you.

You come up to his side, holding his arm as you walk in the rain. It was just a walk until thunder struck again, and the rain started falling ten times harsher than it was before. It causes you to shriek, and Taehyung only laughs, beginning a sprint while you follow after him.

You two ran to the bus stop, where you kissed some more, before the bus arrived and you shivered in the air conditioning of the large vehicle until it arrived on the other side of the city.

His place became a little bit of yours. You had unofficially moved in until now, as you stumble in his arms into the elevator, making out like horny teens until the number for the 15th floor rang in his ears and he pulled away.

The kisses you press to his neck make his whole body feel weak, his fingers unable to find the key to his apartment amongst the many in the single key ring chain he owns.

“Baby,” he whispers desperately. “S-Slow down, m’ trying to find the key,” he nervously chuckles.

You only run your hands under his soaked shirt, feeling the divots of his abs under your fingertips. Working at a construction company certainly did have more perks than one.

Finally, he seems to have found the key, slipping it forcibly into the lock and turning it until it opened the door to his apartment.

“Come here,” he lifts you up onto his hips, walking you inside his place and pushing you against the door, making it close all the way. He’s sure to lock it after tossing his keys somewhere on the neighboring kitchen counter as he kisses hot trails up your neck. They’re hasty kisses, and so so needy.

“T-Tae,” you grip his hair.

The feeling makes him groan, his hand forming a fist against the wall in pure self-control.

You slide your fingers under his shirt again, except this time, they go all the way up. You force his shirt off his skin, and he lets you take it off as his hands firmly grip your waist. He uses his new grip to support you when he moves you off the wall, his legs guiding you through his apartment as you kiss his neck once more. This time, to leave marks.

You latch onto his sweet spot so tenderly, and he grips your hips hard enough to leave his own marks on your skin.

With one hand, he pushes open the door to his bedroom before landing you on the soft sheets of his bed. You’re overwhelmed with him. The smell of his clean sheets floods your lungs as he traps you underneath his body.

You gasp when he slides his hands up your waist, his fingers coming to your back to find the zipper of your dress.

He waits for your permission, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he plays with the zipper.

“Please, Tae,” you allow him.

He nods against your neck, telling you without words that he’s going to undress you.

You sit up for him, making it easier for him to carry the fabric down your hips. You’re revealed to him in your soaked bra set. Nothing fancy, just nude colors to hide your undergarments beneath your dress.

But despite the plainness, you watch him admire your body, eyes flicking back and forth, trying to remember what you look like underneath the rest of your clothes. You help him, reaching behind you to unhook your bra yourself.

It falls off your shoulders and your skin perks with the cold air mixing with your wet skin.

“Make love to me,” you ask. “Please.”

Taehyung’s mouth goes dry. He’s seen you naked countless times. Fucked you like a rabbit in heat multiple times in just a day. But god, did hearing you ask him to make love to you settle the weight of your proposal from earlier. You really do choose him. And suddenly, he feels like it is the first time he’s ever looked at you naked. Like it was the first time he was going to enter your body.

He felt nervous. So, so nervous. But never so sure of anything else in his life. He knew he wanted you as his forever. But was too selfless to ask you to leave your prosperous life for his. For the longest time, he thought he was living on borrowed time with you. That one day, his first and only love would eventually leave him. His dreams are coming true, and he doesn’t know how to process that other than following your exact command.

“Tae?” you cup his cheek.

He sits on his knees, each one placed next to your thighs as you sit below him.

You watch his throat bob as he swallows, his face leaning into your touch. You bring him back to life, his body finally moving to trap you against the sheets again.

With soft lips, much less needy than the prior ones you two have shared today, he kisses you. He’s gentle as his hips press against yours. You gasp against his lips, the feeling of his clothed cock against your thin underwear stirring things inside of you.

You wrap your legs around his hips, crossing your ankles to secure his embrace over your own.

Taehyung groans, the friction making his desire uncontrollable as he grinds against your core.

“T-Taehyung,” you gasp, head falling back against the sheets. He takes this as an opportunity to trap the skin of your neck with his teeth, gently biting at your flesh in soft confessions of his love.

Your breasts push against his bare skin, feeling overwhelmed when he takes your pert nipple between his fingers, pinching them slightly, just enough to drive you crazy.

It’s all too much, his lips, his fingers, his hips grinding into you, sending waves of pleasure straight into your core. You just want him already. You want to feel full of him.

Your heels start the process, digging at the hem of his jeans as if you could get them off without your hands when they’re so securely fastened by his belt.

“Fuck,” he moans, finally granting your wish as he pushes off of you and unbuckles his belt.

Dark brown eyes admire you, laying on his sheets, giving yourself to him completely. You stare back at him, watching him push his jeans and boxers down to the floor, stepping out of them slowly before he hooks his slender finger under your panties.

“A-Are you sure?” he asks you, hiking your legs up as your underwear slides off your smooth skin.

“Yes,” you nod.

You hear your panties fall on the floor, joining the rest of your clothes, when he slowly spreads your legs, creating a place for himself as he falls on top of you again. Strong arms come under your shoulders, and you slide your hands up his neck, one arm securing him close to you, the other feeling a rapid heartbeat under his chest. You gasp when you feel the head of his cock brush gently against your thigh, so close to your core, but far enough away to make you want to beg for it. You, too, feel like it’s the first time all over again. When he took your virginity and your heart and wrote his name all over your skin.

“You look like you’re having second thoughts,” he shakily breathes above you, a small nervous smile on his lips.

“No,” you laugh shyly through your nose, looking into his warm eyes. You see yourself in them, and you’re reminded of the moment you first saw yourself in them two years ago.

“Are you scared?” he asks, lining himself up with your entrance. You know he isn’t referring to sex, but rather everything that comes after. Of your parents. Of everything you’ll have to sort out. But you know it is nothing that you won’t do alone. The man above you has made it clear that you will never feel alone again.

“A little,” you admit with a small smile.

“Me, too,” he kisses your cheek softly. With a push of his hips, his face falls into your neck, a small groan coming from his lips as you gasp and claw at the skin of his shoulder.

“Oh, T-Tae,” you moan sweetly, tangling your fingers in his hair as he slides out just to slam back into you once more. You feel giddy, a small raspy laugh coming from your throat as he develops a pace. He’s so perfect for you, fits you like a glove in more ways than one. He fills you completely. Over fills your cup with all of his love and giggles and smiles. You can’t get enough, it’s almost comical.

“Faster,” you whine, arching you back into him.

He obeys, grabbing your thighs and pushing them upwards until they’re hooked on his shoulders.

“Fuck, Y/n,” he moans, slamming into you with a newfound passion. Your nails slide down his biceps, some drawing blood from the feeling of his dick ripping you open. It makes you choke beneath him, your head falling back as he fucks you full of his cock. “S-So perfect.”

His nose brushes against your collarbone, using your neck as support when he leans his forehead against it. He takes a deep breath, breathing in your scent before he takes your hips firmly into his palms and holds you against the sheets. Your legs fall naturally, too weak to hold themselves up. But he doesn’t seem to care, instead using his new grip to pull you into his hips, pushing you deeper onto his length than you think you’ve ever gone before. The tip of his head kisses your cervix, and you wince in pleasurable pain when he slides out and slams against it again.

“A-Ah,” you whine, unsure how to feel about this new sensation. The man above you is sure, slowly but harshly pushing into you. His sureness makes you swell, and you feel like he is truly combining his body with your own the deeper he goes.

“Y-You,” he nearly slurs. Your pussy squeezes the head of his cock so justly, he feels his vision going blurry. Everything about you makes him explode. His dick, his mind, his heart. Everything. He can't even finish his sentence.

He goes faster, slipping past your folds with your slick sliding down your thighs and onto his sheets.

“T-Tae,” you panic, your high coming in quickly, setting warmly at the pit of your stomach just seconds away from release. “Tae, I’m gonna cum.”

“F-Fuck, me, too,” he moves faster, harder. His hands touch you, your skin following in flames the further his hands slide up your waist. He groans uncontrollably when you clench around him, your warm heat spreading down your walls as he makes love to you. “Y-Yn,” he whines.

“Say you love me,” you gasp, your voice nearly a whisper as you cream his cock.

“I love you,” he kisses your lips. It’s wet and so disgustingly sweet, you force him to lean himself into your body again, to use it to cum. “I love you so much.”

You watch him shut his eyes tight, his cock twitching inside of you, begging for release as he fights it, probably wanting to last longer for you, to give you a second orgasm before he lets himself cum.

“Cum for me, sweet boy,” you kiss his cheek.

“A-Ah,” he moans, his nose rubbing against yours. You squeak when he slams himself into you, harsh and raw, pushing past you as he fills you with ropes of white cum. “Oh, fuck,” he shakes, fists gathering the fabric of the sheets tightly as he falls into your neck, dick twitching as he cums hotly in your walls. He can’t control the noises, he’s never felt like this before. Like nothing else matters but his future with you.

His dick slips past your cervix, exiting your walls with loads of cum falling out of your abused cunt.

He falls on top of you, the two of you catching your breath with closed eyes and heavy limbs. Until you start laughing.

“What?” he chuckles with you. Your laugh is contagious.

He comes up to look at you, your cheeks red and your pupils shot with love.

“Nothing,” you shake your head. You look at him, cupping his cheek as he switches his gaze between your eyes and your cherry lips. “I-I’m just so happy.”

He laughs at that. Himself full of the same happiness.

“So?” you poke his cheek, raising an eyebrow.

“So?” he raises his own.

“Will you?”

“Will I…?”

“Will you marry me, silly,” you roll your eyes. Although it doesn’t seem nearly as sassy as it is supposed to, not with a giant smile plastered on your face.

“Oh,” he smiles back. “I guess.”

“'You guess'?!” you pinch his shoulder. He winces but laughs as he pulls you into a hug, switching himself on his back with your hips straddling his own. Cum leaks down onto his softening cock, but that is the last thing on either of your minds. His big hands feel the smoothness of your thighs, as yours play with the skin of his chest. If he didn’t know every one of your quirks, he would have taken it as you being silly. But he knows you’re just a little nervous about his answer.

“Yes,” he takes your hand, kissing your knuckles. “Of course I will. But, let me do it properly.”

You physically relax, and pure happiness floods your system.

“We never do things properly,” you remind him, rolling your eyes with a smile again.

“You’re right,” he acknowledges. “I-It might be a while, but at least let me buy you a ring.”

“Okay,” you bite your lip, hiding a closed-lipped smile. It doesn’t work, of course, and the two of you are left a stupid mess as you start your forever together.

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[End. Do not copy. Original work of @jungkookstatts , 2024]

thirsty. (m)

pairing: kim taehyung x reader

genre: smut, mafia au

word count: 2.1k

warnings: mafia!tae, slight yandere!tae (he’s crazy as hell), obsessive tae, mentions of blood and death, virgin!reader, etc.

summary: taehyung doesn’t take very lightly to disrespect.

(y’all if there are any typos, please tell me because i didn’t really proofread--)

(of course, credits to @taesluttt​ for this picture, and for the title of this fic)

“Maybe we could try something else instead...” You read aloud to yourself, as you began to finish the only book you hadn’t read in Taehyung’s library.

When the two of you first began dating, Taehyung began to quickly build up an enormous book collection. 

You asked him if he was interested in literature, or if he took up reading as a past time, to which he responded with a condescending smile,

“The books are not for me.”

This was before you found out his occupation.

Reading was one of your only other options of entertainment other than watching Netflix. Even then, you had to beg Taehyung to buy Netflix so you wouldn’t drive yourself insane. 

Of course, it wasn’t a money issue.

Taehyung had more than enough money to supply for the both of you and ten other people for the rest of your lifetimes, but he didn’t want you getting any stupid ideas from those dumb Netflix documentaries on trying to escape him.

You considered it many, many times before, but you could never go through with it in fear of what Taehyung would do to you or those you care about.

He told you countless times before that he would never lay a finger on you, and he has upheld that promise so far, but when you asked him if he’d ever hurt your loved ones, he just giggled and bopped your nose.

It was safe to say that he had you right where he wanted you--meek and subservient.

You sighed and closed the book, walking to place it back in the spot where you retrieved it, knowing that Taehyung would scold you with a smile on his face if you left the book on the couch.

He enjoyed talking down to you-- it was something about the apologetic and fearful look in your eyes that sparked his arousal.

 You reached for your phone in your back pocket, cursing under your breath when you remembered that Taehyung had taken it from you this morning because you hadn’t given him a kiss, as you were supposed to everyday.

You weren’t allowed to text anyone other than him or access any social medias, so the phone was basically there as an accessory.

Hopefully if you could convince him, he’d let you download Instagram or something so you could reach out to your family. You knew it’d be a long shot, and he’d probably agree to let you text them before anything else, but it had been such a long time that you had forgotten their phone numbers.

Maybe now would be a good time to ask him?

You did start the day off roughly by forgetting his kiss, but you’ve been good about everything else. Everything was neat and in order, just how he liked it.

It shouldn’t be that much of a deal now.

You took a deep breath, rolling your shoulders backwards once before you began to approach the stairs.

Once your foot hit the first step, you began to instantly regret this idea. This would be a huge ask, and if Taehyung didn’t like the idea, you knew it’d end up with you bent over his lap, 50 spanks on each cheek.

You thought about it for a few more seconds, before continuing to walk up the stairs.

There’s a first time for everything.

Once you reached the final step, you could faintly make out Taehyung’s baritone voice through his closed office door.

You paused, knowing better than to barge in unannounced when he was in the middle of something important.

You listened in for a few more moments, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion when you could make out the faint sound of another voice in the room.

“What the hell?” You whispered under your breath. You’d been awake all morning, and no one ever walked through the front door.

There was a long pause on the other side of the room, before Taehyung calmly spoke, “Is there something you need, baby?”

Your eyes widened, wondering how he knew you were creeping outside of his office.

Your footsteps weren’t heavy (you made sure they weren’t), so how did he know---

“Would you like to come in?”

You’d never been in there before, and to be honest, you didn’t want to go.

Plus, there was a hint of annoyance in his tone, and you knew you were the cause of it.

You were frozen in place, Taehyung not allowing you any time to respond before he opened the door himself.

Your assumptions were correct— someone else was in the room. You had never seen this man before, so this must’ve been one of Taehyung’s new business partners.

You vaguely remembered him saying something about making a new deal with another mafia leader last week, but when he began to get into the details of what that meant for the two of you, you got lost in those foreign words that you were sure didn’t exist, and you’d be one to know considering the amount of books you read.

Your boyfriend smiled, gently tugging you into the room and leaving the door open as he pulled you into his lap.

Your heart began to beat rapidly at the stranger’s stare.

Although your boyfriend was infinitely more intimidating than this man, you just couldn’t fathom being in a room with two mafia leaders.

The stranger leaned forward, a curious gaze on his face as he examined your facial features.

Taehyung watched him intently, one of his arms propped up on his desk and the other around your waist.

“Who’s the bitch?” The man asked bluntly.

Taehyung’s smile wavered, as if he was trying to process what was just said.

He tightened his grip around your waist, your body as close to his as possible. He quickly turned to look over his shoulder as he opened up the drawer of his desk.

He pulled out a revolver, aiming the gun at the man’s kneecap before shooting with minimal recoil, even though he was only using one hand.

You screamed, as Taehyung dropped the gun on the ground as if it were a pen in a quiet classroom.

He stood up, lightly pushing you away from him as he walked over to stare down at the man’s body.

He laughed and shook his head as the guy began to yell profanities at him.

Taehyung found it amusing though, feigning innocence and confusion as he kneeled down onto the ground. He grabbed the man’s chin and forced him to make eye contact with him as he jabbed his thumb into the bullet wound.

“YOU FUCKING PYSCHO!” The man screamed, tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

He stood up and turned to look at you, wiping the blood on his fingers on his shirt.

You cowered away from Taehyung in fear.

You’d been with him for a while, but he had never snapped like that before.

“Why did you do that?” You yelled, rushing over to the man.

You couldn’t even get close before Taehyung threaded his hands in your hair and pulled you backwards.

Taehyung kept his grip on you, while whistling an unknown tune and typing something into his phone.

Immediately, one of the cleaners rushed in and began to drag the man’s limp body out of the room.

He was going to be alright, his groans of pain being the only way you could tell.

Taehyung watched with intense eyes as the door was closed gently, sighing in disappointment at the trail of blood that led out of the room.

“I should really stop doing that, shouldn’t I?” Taehyung pulled you into his lap by the grip he still had on your hair before letting go.

“I could’ve handled it myself, Taehyung.” He hummed, not listening to a word that came out of your pretty little mouth as he began to rub his hands along the insides of your thighs.

He knew that you weren’t quite ready to lose your virginity yet, but that never stopped him from touching you every now and then.

You actually liked the way he’d rub his hands along your skin, as long as he didn’t go too far.

You were still afraid of Taehyung, but you wouldn’t tell him that in fear of what he’d do.

“My adrenaline is pumping, baby.” He grabbed your hand gently and placed it over his heart. You shivered.

“Y-yeah, it is.” You laughed awkwardly.

He stared at you for several moments, before licking his lips and bucking his hips against your covered pussy.

You whimpered in surprise.

“I am so sorry, Princess. I just couldn’t help it. You look so fucking pretty right now.” You gulped, glancing around the room to avoid eye contact with him.

“I can’t do this anymore.” His hands began to fidget by his sides.

You raised both of your eyebrows in surprise. What the hell was going on with him?

“Would you let me take you tonight, honey? I’ve got to have something, please.”

You laughed a bit at his question.

“I could give you a blowjob.” You shrugged. Even though you were a virgin, you had no issue with pleasuring Taehyung in other ways.

“Fuck, no, I don’t want that.” You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

“Then—“

“Inside, _____. I need to be inside of you.”

You immediately shook your head. You were almost certain that it was the adrenaline talking.

“I’m not ready to—“

“I’m not going to fuck you yet, darling. I just want to get a taste of your pussy....something to satiate me.” He picked you up off of his lap and threw you onto his office desk.

“You—w-we never discussed—“

“Yes, I know, but you wouldn’t want me to be deprived of your sweetness for too long, now would you?” He looked beautifully insane.

His hair was tousled and clinging to his forehead, his face and neck were sweaty from the adrenaline rush, and the blood was beginning to dry on his shirt.

“I—T-Taehyung....”

“I’ve got to take something from you, sweetheart. It won’t take long at all.” He grabbed your legs and yanked you toward the edge of the desk, his breathing heavy as he began to slide your shorts and panties down you legs.

“P-please don’t hurt me, T-Tae.” He looked up at you, a sideways smile on his face.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” He spoke, running his hand that was free of the dried blood up and down your slit.

He had attempted to finger you once before, so this was nothing new to you, but this would be the first time that he’d actually... succeed.

He plunged his fingers into your pussy, a broken moan climbing out of his throat as he relished in the way you greedily took him in.

Or took his fingers, rather.

He glanced at your face. You looked uncomfortable, but for some reason that made him all the more aroused.

“You’ll get used to it if I go a little faster, yeah?” He asked, although he knew you weren’t going to respond.

He took initiative first, placing his bloody hand on your lower stomach as he added another finger inside of your warmth, now using two fingers to attack you at your most sensitive areas.

The discomfort faded quickly, although now you were uncertain of you what you were supposed to do.

If this were any other situation then it’d be easy, but you couldn’t bring yourself to focus on the feeling of his long, thick fingers inside of you when there was a gun and a trail of blood on the floor.

Taehyung noticed how your attention wasn’t on him, and that was a gigantic rule breaker in his book.

He wasn’t having that.

“Hey.” He removed his hand from your stomach and snapped his fingers in front of your face.

You whimpered.

“Eyes on me. Cum right fucking now, do it. Cream my fingers.” He licked his fingers and brought them down to your clit, pressing his forehead against yours as he brought you closer and closer to the edge.

“I-I’m gonna cum! I’m—“ Taehyung immediately dropped to his knees, quickly pulling his fingers out of you in favor of replacing them with his mouth.

He collected every drop of your cum like a mad man. He’d be a fucking fool not to.

He waited until your body began to shake before pulling away.

He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it to the ground, before placing a kiss to your forehead with a loving smile on his face.

“Baby?” He asked, as he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“Hmm?” You replied, still in a state of shock.

“Get out of my office.”

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