Burn After Reading (KSJ x F!Reader) - VIII. Epilogue
Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Female Reader
Genres: action, heavy angst, smut
AUs: exes-to-lovers, spy!AU
Word Count: 1.6k
Warnings: ANGST, finally some good freaking fluff, reconciliation, confessions, a proposal, open-ish ending
Ratings: 18+
Summary: The agency made the biggest mistake they ever could by trusting Kim Seokjin one more time. You weren’t going to do the same.
A/N: Hiiiii! She’s back. I guess. Idk what this is - but I was hit with a sudden burst of inspiration to see this story through. I don’t even know what this is, or if it’s even any good or if anyone even cares about them still, but here we are, and I’m happy I could give them some sort of ending. My love for Spy Seokjin remains as strong as ever. I hope you enjoy! Lots of love, Isi 💜
It’s been said the sun shines brighter in the Southern hemisphere. Or maybe now you just had time to notice it more.
A funny thing, time. Before, you’d never had enough of it with Seokjin - your paths always crossing, tangled up in a frantic frenzy of never knowing what would happen to the two of you next. You’d been so sure that this time would be different. But it wasn’t, and now he was gone. And suddenly it all felt like too much.
The days dragged by like lead weights on your feet, the minutes on the clock ticking and ringing in your ears. The artificial sunlight the sealing touch in a cruel prison that left you with the biggest reminders of what you’d lost.
theory time: Jin was gone until then because he still needed/wanted to find Yoongi's killers. Namjoon told Y/N about the killers being found shortly before Jin showed up, and of course Jin would have needed to heal, but Hana is..a few months old? I don't think he would have needed that much time.
I also just..Can't imagine Jin staying away for any other reason, honestly.
Anyway.
I'm so glad he's actually okay 🥺😭 though Y/N will undoubtedly have to work through the realizations that come with it. If I was her, I'd still wonder why my partner felt they couldn't come home, or even contact me. Even if I understood how they felt about a purpose in their life, I'd still have questions.
And the end..Y/N ignoring the burner phone. She's moved on from the agency, and I'm so proud of her.
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• Rating: 18+ (for adult sexual themes and spooky stuff)
• Genre: Horror
• Words: about 3k
•Summary: “Emergency broadcast alert: please remain indoors at this time. Close all curtains and windows, and do not open any doors, do not let them in. This warning will be in effect until the next update. Please stay safe during this time”
• Warnings: horror, haunting things happening, paranoia, smut, making out, edging, nipple play, dry humping, Jimin has a marking and ownership fetish, biting, dirty talk, female fingering, Jimin is the biggest fuckboy, this has a few cliché horror tropes if you can catch them in here.
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“I can’t believe this” you murmured to yourself as you took a step back from your candle-lit bathroom counter and stared at yourself in the mirror. This couldn’t be happening. You looked back at yourself and wondered if your outfit looked too cheap or not. You worried about every little thing tonight from your dress to what was under it.
“I look fine.” You had to remind yourself “he’s human too”
It was a shock to you. Never for a second would you have ever believed Jimin would’ve liked you. He was a friend of a friend and from what you’ve heard a massive player, but it didn’t matter to you, it wasn’t like you were looking for anything serious anytime soon. All that you wanted was tonight.
It felt almost dream-like as you continued to gaze at yourself. Was it a dream? You have had a crush on Jimin for almost two years now.
Your hand went from the cold marble countertop to your face. You just didn’t feel like you tonight for some strange reason. Your hand slightly shook most likely out of nervousness. If you were already this nervous you couldn’t imagine how bad it will be once he’s here.
Buzz buzz buzz
Your phone vibration was jarringly loud face down on the countertop.
You knew it was him, but you needed a second to compose yourself. There was no way you could take a call or read a text from him like this.
You continued to stare at yourself, ignoring your phone.
You must’ve been staring at yourself for too long in the dimly lit room because you started to look less and less like yourself until your brain recognized you as a stranger. You felt so… odd. Your strange face began to morph and change into something else entirely, something more hideous and shocking. The more you looked at it the more it became more of a monster. Your heart skipped a beat and you felt fear run through you and that’s when you tore your eyes away from your reflection.
Buzzzzzzz
You finally picked up your phone from the countertop just in time to see a notification at the top of your phone
“Emergency broadcast alert: please remain indoors at this time. Close all curtains and windows-“
The notification was cut off and went away fast.
You blinked at the screen not knowing if you had been just seeing things or not. You searched through your phone to see if you could find it again, just to see what it was talking about but to no avail.
Was there a storm of some kind out?
You stood still for a moment and just listened for rain.
Knock knock knock
The knocking was rapid.
You jumped a little at the sudden sound.
Was it Jimin? You went back to your texts with him and saw that the last one was him saying “I’ll text you when I’m there” It wasn’t him.
Knock knock knock
Should you answer the door at all after the notification?
You went for your door hesitantly even though your brain was screaming not to. You brushed off the feeling knowing that you had simply just scared yourself.
Your hand reached the knob and unlocked it before slowly opening it.
“Happy Halloween” Jimin’s cheerful voice said
You looked him over and noticed the massive bag of assorted candy he was holding.
“You okay?” He asked as you let him in.
“Yeah, why? Does it look like there’s something wrong?”
“Just a little nervous” he replied as he took off his jacket and hung it on a hook by your front door. You thought it was cute how he was just making himself at home.
“Hey” you began, still on the fence about telling him what happened. “Did- did you get a weird notification on your phone?”
“Hm? No, I don't think so. What kind of weird notification?” He took his phone out of his pocket and seemed to be looking for the notification.
“It doesn’t matter” you brushed it off again but this time so you didn’t look crazy. Park Jimin here and all you could think about was some dumb notification.
“You said we're watching a scary movie?” he lifted an eyebrow at you in interest.
“Yeah,” you said, wishing you would've never offered. You both sat down on your sofa and handed him the remote.
As he scrolled through the horror movies you got a bit more nervous when he settled on a home invasion movie and you weren't quite sure why.
Ten minutes in you decided it wasn't so bad, especially since you were more focused on sitting right beside him. He had scooted in so that your legs touched.
You had liked him for years until finally your best friend caved and stopped telling you he was just going to hurt you and set you up with him. You were determined to make this a night he wouldn't forget. However, it was just a boring movie so far, you had to make some kind of a move.
“I'm glad Yoongi set us up,” you announced and turned to look at him. He played his eyes away from the tv and smiled at you.
“I am too. You're really pretty and you seem-”
Knock knock knock
Your heads both turned towards your front door.
“Hm. Maybe the trick-or-treaters will go away if they think no one is home.” Jimin seemed to think out loud and you mentally agreed and turned your head back towards the tv, sneakily placing your hand on his thigh.
Not even three minutes later a buzzing came from your phone where you had set it on the coffee table, you didn’t know why- maybe it was the strange notification from before- but you quickly picked it up.
Your stomach sank further than before as you tapped the notification.
“Emergency broadcast alert: please remain indoors at this time. Close all curtains and windows, and do not open any doors, do not let them in. This warning will be in effect until the next update. Please stay safe during this time”
You read it out loud and felt Jimin silently looking at you from beside you. The hair on your arms began to price up until they stood in goosebumps.
“What is that?”
“It's- the notification from before that I was talking about, it just popped up again” you answered.
He pulled out his phone once again and his face lit up in the dark living room.
“Huh.” he went silent for a moment as he looked to scroll through his phone. “My phone went off at about the same time and I have an Emergency Broadcast Alert on my phone but when I click on it nothing happens, it just doesn't come up.”
Something just wasn't right.
“This is the weirdest Halloween prank I've ever seen.” He put his phone down. “We should just concentrate on enjoying ourselves.” he now placed his hand on your upper thigh and gazed at your lips.
Right now, you couldn't have agreed more with him especially since things seemed like they were about to get hotter.
You leaned in and pressed your lips to his. His were soft and moved slowly with yours, letting you set the pace. His breath tasted fresh and clean like mint. As the kiss deepened, you slowly pulled him back onto you in a laying position on the couch.
His mouth went to your neck and hovered over it for a moment.
“So what are we going to do tonight?” He whispered so you could feel his warm breath on your skin.
“This” you replied.
“Just this?” His voice almost sounded like he was teasing you.
“No, I want more than this. I want all of you.” Your hands came up to thread through his hair and urged his lips onto your neck, he obliged with a long slow kiss to the crook of it.
“All of me, huh?” He pulled at and positioned your legs until his knees were both between. He pushed his hips into yours to let you feel just how hard he was.
His lips were by your ear now.
“Well, are you going to be good and take all of me then?”
A small sigh escaped from your mouth as if his comment had been so brave that it knocked the air out of you.
“Yes.” You tried to answer but it came out as a short squeak.
“Good” he placed another long kiss on your neck as a hand snaked under your shirt making it ride up. “First, I’m going to suck at your skin and leave marks everywhere so everyone knows I fucked you.” He lifted your bra up over your breasts and came back to your ear. “And then I’m going to slide my fingers into your underwear…” his fingers danced around one of your nipples, you could feel it harden by the time he ran his fingers over it. “And I’m going to finger fuck you.”
Your breaths were already shaking from his physical and mental torment.
Knock knock knock
“Damn it” Jimin sighed at the drawn-out knocks at the door. “I’m going to get it”
“No! No, let’s just keep going” you argued, half scared.
“They won’t stop until one of us goes out there. I’m tired of these kids playing pranks.” He stood up from the couch with a full erection. He stuck his hand down the front of his pants to try to adjust it.
“What if it’s Yoongi doing all of this? He knows we were supposed to hang out tonight.”
You could see Yoongi playing a prank on you like this maybe with Jungkook. It all suddenly made sense now. If it was those two, you were going to kill him for this.
Jimin went for the front door.
“You stay here.”
“What? You’re going out there?” Your eyebrows raised in shock, you thought he was simply going to answer the door.
Jimin didn’t answer but instead opened the door.
“Hello?” He peered out into the very dark night.
Nothing. No answer.
He shut the door behind him as he slipped out.
Gut-wrenching screaming came from the tv, as you watched one of the main characters be brutally murdered by the home invaders.
You say there in the dark, nearly shaking from nerves and a bit of fear.
Errrrr
There was something in the house.
a scooting noise came from the kitchen that sounded like your kitchen chair being pulled out against the hardwood floor.
You paused the movie. Your ears felt like they perked up like an animal as you listened for anything else.
“Jimin?” You called out.
Only dead silence answered you.
Every part of your body was on edge, your pulse was fast. Your body was ready to fight or run at any moment. But where would you go?
Your phone buzzed from the table which made you leap from your seat a little.
“Yoongi: are you okay? Where are you?”
Your fear filled with rage at the confirmation in your mind that he was the one scaring the shit out of you.
“You’re not funny and I’m kind of pissed off at you, so stop.”
The moment you sent the text was when you heard a muffled screaming coming from outside.
You jumped up from your seat again.
“Jimin?! Jimin!!” You called loudly. You decided to head for the door.
You had almost reached it when it came open and Jimin busted inside laughing.
“Did I scare you?” He grinned.
“You’re going to get the police called on us.” You slapped him from embarrassment.
He grabbed your hands and held them in his.
“Oh come on, it was funny.”
“It wasn’t, I thought I heard things moving in the kitchen and everything I was so scared! Oh! That reminds me.”
“Hm?” He still held your hands in his slightly chilly ones.
“Yoongi texted me asking if I was okay, he’s definitely behind the texts or whatever they were.”
“It makes sense. It’s all just yoongi and trick-or-treaters. But the good news is, it’s getting late and there doesn’t seem to be any more running around out there so we can get back to business.” He gave you a sly grin and wink. “Come on back” he pulled you towards the couch.
He sat down first and pulled you onto his lap facing him.
“There we go. This is better.” He leaned in and purred into your ear. “Now all we need is you in your underwear, what do you think?” His lips came so close to your skin but they didn’t touch it.
“Mmm”
“Then be good and do it for me. Don’t you want me to touch you?”
You stood and did as you were asked. You peeled off your dress slowly and revealed two-piece black lingerie as watched and sat back down on his lap straddling his thighs.
“Beautiful.” He commented, looking up through his lashes at you. His gaze seemed darker than it was originally.
His hands landed on your back as you leaned in to kiss him, but they didn't stay there. They drifted down your back slowly and gently, over your ass, down your hips, your thighs, and then back to your hips where only one stayed constantly. The other hand went to drift over the front of your panties.
As soon as his lips left your neck, you let out the breath you were holding in.
His fingers traced the outline of your slit as he sucked at your neck, doing just as he said before to leave a mark.
Your clit began to throb for extra attention without the barrier of your underwear separating his hand from it but his mouth just kept lifting and repeating on a new patch of skin, surely leaving a trail of marks.
“Please?” your pleading was for anything more at all.
He moved his hand down between your legs and pulled your underwear to the side.
His thumb slid up your wet slit to your clit and gently slid a finger inside of you.
You let out a small whimper and your head fell.
His fingers were still as he tilted his head to try to look at your face.
“Look at me.” your head moved a little up but he still had to hold his head.
“You like me don't you?” his smile seemed so sweet yet toying.
“Y-yeah.” you were suddenly feeling a bit shy.
“Tell me you're mine then, tell me you belong to me, okay?”
You nodded.
He threaded his free hand through your hair and tugged it to the side so he could once again attach his lips to your neck, this time you could feel his teeth nipping at you.
His hand in your panties began to move, his fingers inside of you pushed into a spot that made you weak and his thumb rolled over your clit.
“I belong to you,” you said weakly just trying to process everything that was happening to you right now.
His thumb sped up.
“Oh, God.” you gasped. You spread your legs as wide as you could to feel him as much as possible.
How was he doing this to you? How was he able to push you so close to orgasm this quickly? It could've been all of his alleged experience.
“It's so effortless,” he said into your neck, almost answering your thoughts.
You were so close.
Knock knock knock.
You both froze. This time it was at the window.
“What the fuck?”
“No. I'm going to make you finish. Give me five seconds and I'll go check.” he urged.
“There's someone outside.” You were on the fence about what to do.
“They can wait,” he replied. You let him pull you back in. You could feel your pussy already tightening around his fingers and your clit needed his thumb. You desperately wanted to cum.
He started again.
It would only be a few seconds, no one was outside, it was a prank.
You let your body succumb to him once again.
In just seconds you were gasping, throwing your head back, and moving your hips into his hand, helping him lead you to an orgasm.
“That's it, fuck my fingers.” he coaxed. “Cum on them.”
“Fuck.” You panted as you felt it hit you hard. Your orgasm pulsing through you. You rode it out on his fingers as you felt his eyes on your face, taking in every last bit of your bliss.
The moment he pulled his fingers out of you, your phone began to buzz nonstop.
You got up off of him, stood, and reached for it on the table.
“Yoongi” the contact read, you couldn't help but roll your eyes.
“Stop it Yoongi.” There was no amusement in your voice as you walked off a bit and answered the phone.
“Y/N oh my God, please tell me you're safe.” his voice was panicked.
“This isn't funny.” It was nearly a tell.
“You didn't get the emergency notifications?! Don't answer your damn door y/n! These- these things are out there. They can do things with their minds, and make things happen. People are getting attacked by family members, but those things aren't their family. I-I don't know what they are, but they look like us, they are not us y/n.” he got out the information frantically.
“There has been knocking-”
You froze. Your sentence stopped as you realized.
“Help.” you said weakly into the phone before it flew out of your hands entirely. You heard it land somewhere across the living room.
You were far too afraid to turn around. You felt a presence behind you, waiting for you to turn around and look at it, for you to look at him.
“J-Jimin?” you were now trembling.
“Yes?” it was a cheerful sing-song reply, it told you everything.
“How long have you not been Jimin?” your voice was cracking in fear, your body screamed at you not to turn around, that this would be easier.
“I've never been Jimin.” he laughed. “Did you like all of my tricks?”
You refused to answer. It was all him, this whole time, knocking, moving things, keeping you in fear.
“You know, you should've listened. You Shouldn't have let me in”
Burn After Reading (KSJ x F!Reader) - VII. Last Tango in Paris
Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Female Reader
Genres: action, heavy angst
AUs: exes-to-lovers, spy!AU
Word Count: 3.3k (drabble who?)
Warnings: ANGST, pining, reconciliation (finally!), flirting (who are they?!), confessions, violence, mentions of past relationship, minor character death, vvvv cringey vanilla-ish smut (head in hands), nipple play, oral (f receiving), implied torture, IMPLIED CHARACTER DEATH (I’M SO SORRY GUYS)
Ratings: 18+
Summary: The agency made the biggest mistake they ever could by trusting Kim Seokjin one more time. You weren’t going to do the same.
A/N: Not even gonna lie, I bawled like a complete baby writing this chapter. It’s funny, because this was actually one of the very first chapters I wrote after the beginning chapter. I wrote half of this, including my cringey very first smut (pls look away) back in August of 2021, and the other half, I filled in with details from the present. In a way, it’s almost like seeing my past writing meet my present. Sorry if it feels a little disjointed and unpolished - that’s just been my journey with Spy!Seokjin, emotional and full of bumps along the road. Also, pls don’t hate me for the ending T_T I knew it was gonna happen, all the way from the beginning, and I was never going to change it. We still have the epilogue left, if you can forgive me 👀 I hope you enjoy! Lots of love, Isi 💜
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Lights dance along the murky waters of the Seine, twinkling like stars against a cloudless sky. Swinging your feet aimlessly, you keep your eyes trained on the river, refusing to look at the people around you. But it was all in vain. No one knew you here anyway. Sighing, you watch the lively mass of people on the riverbank below, their tiny figures blending into one another. Like dolls in a dollhouse, living aimlessly and carefree, unaware of the shadowy greyness your presence had brought to the city of lights.
Below you, you see a couple dance along the riverbank, a handsome young man in a stylish suit, twirling his lover around, her skirts spinning into a colorful blur, and for the first time in a long time, your heart no longer lurches at the scene. A small smile makes its way onto your face as your observe their happiness, heart swelling with the promise of a new future on the horizon.
“___?” A deep, melodic voice calls out to you, and you turn, face to face with the handsome man behind you, chestnut locks shining against the city lights. A soft, shy smile lights up his face at the sight of you in your elegant dress, and he offers his arm.
Wrapping your body against his, you lean into his strong body, inhaling the warm comforting scent of his cologne, and feel yourself float away on a dream. This was how it was always meant to be, falling in love in the most romantic city on Earth.
Before The World Was Big (MYG x F!Reader) - Part 1.
pairing: producer!Yoongi x astronaut!Reader
genre(s): angst, smut, some fluff
au(s): childhood friends to lovers
word count: 4.4k
warnings: minor injuries from a fall, Yoongi’s shoulder injury, mentions of bullying, heartbreak, drinking, swearing, smoking (cigarettes), lots of miscommunication smut warnings: explicit smut, making out, one night stand, nipple play, oral sex (f and m receiving), fingering, finger sucking, dirty talk, one bondage mention, overstimulation, spanking, Dom!Yoongi, hitting it from the back, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)
rating: 18+
summary: Before the world was big, it was just you and Yoongi, together under your oak tree. But one day, you grow up, and your universe widens. And Yoongi’s not sure if he has a place in it anymore.
a/n: Happy birthday Yoongi (sorry for being late to your bday party bby)! Life has been crazy, but I’m excited to release this first part (I’m impatient and didn’t want to wait lol). This is kinda angsty, but there’s a lot more of their story that is yet to be told. So sorry this is unedited, but I’m working on the next part this weekend! I hope you all enjoy!
Before the world was big, it was the towering height of an oak tree, littered with veiny leaves that withered and transformed with the seasons’ change. The rough bark scratches against your knees, small fingers grasping against the trunk when suddenly, your feet slip out from underneath you. You’re falling, back back back, the sun blazing down, and your eyes hurt. Closing them, you embrace the descent, reaching your arms out into space, preparing for the impact. But it never comes. At least not how you expect it to.
The ground is softer than it feels, and from behind your closed eyelids and the thrumming in your ears, you hear a distant ow! You open your eyes with a sudden gasp, sitting up straight like a stiff board. Frantically, you scan the meadow around the great oak, looking for whatever broke your fall. But it’s a who. A young boy is sitting underneath your oak tree, clutching his shoulder as silent tears stream down his face. In front of him, a discarded notebook and pen lie on the ground, spare papers strewn about everywhere.
The boy’s eyes meet yours, and you feel a spark run up your spine, his cat-like eyes meeting your own. Tears still streaming, he lets out a silent huff, turning to pick up his notebook papers. Watching him silently, you ignore the burning from the cuts and scratches on your limbs, his lithe figure hunched over, holding the notebook to his chest.
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