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blankets | drabble
◦ pairing: reader x jungkook
◦ rating: pg [fluff]
◦ word count: ~960
◦ request: could you do a fluffy jungkook scenario where the reader and him both secretly like each other, and one night they have to share a bed due to the lack of space? no smut please just fluff ^_^
m a s t e r l i s t
“I’ll sleep on the floor,” he offered, scratching the back of his head with discomfort. You were his guest, and there was no way he could let you drive in this snowstorm. There was already at least a foot piled up outside, blanketing the entire town in a heavy white softness. It was a quiet world outside, subdued by the overwhelming amount of snowflakes pouring from the sky. Your car was positively stuck in the driveway and there wasn’t a chance in hell that anyone would be out to shovel anything any time soon.
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for science
◦ pairing: reader x jimin
◦ rating: m
◦ word count: 7.7k
m a s t e r l i s t
Absurd. Absolutely fucking absurd. It was 2am during finals week and the cafe was out of coffee? You had some colorful words for the person responsible. Dragging yourself up the stairs with sleep-ridden eyelids, you muttered curses under your quickened breath. You clenched and unclenched your fist. It was safe to say that your fifth espresso shot had officially just worn off. Despite the troubling rate of heartbeat and the fact that your hand was shaking all on its own, the subtle pounding of a migraine lingered between your temples in demand for something to keep it awake.
There was still a menacing stack of papers left to grade. If something could pull you away from it all, you would have been thankful. It was almost nauseating, actually, how much work you had yet to complete. Who the hell said grad school was a good idea? The urge to scream rippled in the back of your throat, tempting you to let everything out and just empty yourself into time and space.
It did you no better to return to the study room –the very cramped one that you had booked privately for the entire day– to find a regretfully familiar face emptying his bag across from your belongings. “What do you think you’re doing?” You felt lightweight as the angry jitters travelled through your body. The heavy door slammed shut behind you. It sent a deafening sound cracking through the library.
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something new
◦ pairing: reader x jin
◦ rating: m
◦ word count: 1.4k
◦ a/n: PURE SMUT HAVE FUN
m a s t e r l i s t
“Jin, I thought you said we’d be alone,” you panted, catching your breath against his bare chest as he pulled you into the closet. Your fingers gripped tighter around the bunched cloth of your dress in your hands. Your stomach was still fluttering from the teasing that had been so deliciously happening on his bed just moments earlier.
He peered through the slits of the closet door. “It seems I might have been wrong,” he exhaled, pushing you further back into the closet as the distant laughter of the boys leaked in from the living room. Jin turned back to face you with a nervous smile, his pink lips parting slightly. Your eyes widened into a glare. It had been weeks since you were able to get some alone time with your boyfriend. When he told you that the boys would all be out for the entire day, you jumped at the chance to see him. You had spent hours in the bathroom bending over your body in strange angles just to ensure that your skin was smooth and your face was clear. It appeared now that it was going to be a waste. “Babe,” he sighed, pressing his body against yours. The back of your head hit the wall gently. You clenched your jaw, attempting to maintain the harshness of your stare. He had other ideas. “Don’t be like that,” his voice dropped to a whisper as his hands travelled down your bare torso, over your navel and to the lace hugging your hips. He gripped the sides of your hips, pushing them so you were standing completely against the wall.
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sleepover | drabble
◦ pairing: reader x namjoon
◦ rating: pg [fluff, angst?]
◦ word count: ~860
drabble game m.list || m a s t e r l i s t
“who gave you that black eye?”
“Who gave you that black eye?” And– oh my god!” You scrambled from the dining table to your brother, fingers running faintly over his darkened eye. “Holy shit are you bleeding? What the hell happened to you?” Your fingers pressed into his thin arm, guiding him steadily.
“Relax, it’s not my blood.” He grumbled, limping towards the couch. Slouching into the cushions, he groaned as he leaned back, face pulling together as he braced the pain. “You should see the other guy,” he was almost scoffing. This was nothing. He had done worse, seen worse, been through worse.
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LOVE & MISADVENTURE || 13. mornings with you
◦ pairing: reader x jin
◦ rating: pg
◦ word count: ~300
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love & misadventure || m a s t e r l i s t
“i slowly wake / as day is dawning, / to fingertips / and lips imploring.”
The gentle warmth of his familiar body against mine stirs me.
“Good morning,” he murmurs into my neck, and I can feel the upturn of his lips as I giggle. His trail of kisses begin at my collarbone and travel at snail’s pace to my shoulder. “We should get up now,” he whispers, his breath scattering across my bare body.
“Shh…” The soft sounds of his breath and his movements are plenty noise. “I’m sleeping,” I whisper, voice too starved to find any greater volume. My fingers wander blindly to the sea of his dark brown hair. They are drowning instantly, lost in the choppy waves as his mouth sails over my body.
The quiet chuckle that escapes him makes me smile. He already knows I don’t want to leave our little paradise on this bed, tangled in each other. He urges, mumbling my name, kisses making their way further down. “Come on,” he grows impatient, fingers speeding, kneading, pleading, over the wine colored stains of my skin. He alone is the artist of this chaos, filling the space between my thighs with his touch.
I hum in response, though I can only pretend to be listening. Eyes still closed, I bathe in his motions.
His plush lips are against my bare chest now, his hands pressing into my hips. “Are you awake now?” My eyelids flutter to the velvet of his voice. The sound is husky, soaked in temptation. He surely knows how much it brings me to the night we’ve just had.
“Jin…” I speak his name: so permanent on lips, yet fleeting on my tongue. And so I slowly wake, as day is dawning, to fingertips and lips imploring. We are too well accustomed to this blue-tinged light of daybreak, but it’s not so bad with him wrapped around me like this.
in your dreams | drabble
◦ pairing: reader x jung daehyun
◦ rating: ~m
◦ word count: ~640
◦ a/n: A huge huge thank you to @yongguk-hell-chyeah for fucking ruining me finally getting my ass to write something again.
drabble game m.list || m a s t e r l i s t
“what are you waiting for?”
It’s the sharp tug of the blankets that pulls him from his sleep. His toes twitch at the sudden cool air as you toss in the heat of the covers. Hog, he thinks to himself, turning towards you with shut eyes. He huffs, feeling around for the fabric before giving it a yank. You turn again, breath stuttered and straining. Daehyun’s eyebrows furrow, ears focusing on the sound without actually having to wake. His mind has little time to adjust, only single words lazing through: nightmare?
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