Genre: BTS, Idol AU, poly au, BTS x reader, OT7, OT7 x reader, Idol BTS, Dom BTS, sub reader, angst, fluff, eventual smut
Warnings: BTS x reader, very subby reader, innocent reader, power play, eventual smut, sexual and non sexual domination, a lot of skinship (but like lots) excessive pet names, sexism, anxiety, insecurities, possessive behavior, maybe BTS x BTS etc..
âY/NNNNN! What a delightful surprise, hmmâ Hoseok smiled at you happily, getting up from the dance studio floor and getting closer to you. You couldnât help to breath in as you took in his sweaty look, low hanging pants and his cheeky yet kind smile. You shake your head slightly, making an effort to get yourself back together, but of course Hoseok noticed, and his smile widened. âWhat brings you here, cutie?â
You smile softly, playing with the hem of your shirt before answering to him.
âNone of the boys have required my assistance withâŠwell, nothing, so I donât have anything to do right nowâ you admit shyly, your lips frowned in a small pout that he wants to kiss.
âHmm, I seeâŠAs much as I would love to keep you here all to myselfâŠâ you chuckled at his antics, not taking him seriously (Hoseok promises himself that you would be writhing to him one day) âI have to finish this choreo, and with you here I wonât focusâŠI heard Namjoon is in the Gym though, go check him out! Iâm sure heâll be happy with your visitâ
You nod fervently, waving goodbye at the boy as he does the same, sharing his joy with you. You walk out bouncing on the balls of your feet slightly, going to the elevator so you could reach the gym in one of the top floors. You were happy that day, wearing your comfort socks and having your hair done on a small braid. You were proud of yourself from how pretty it had turned out, subconsciously wanting the boys to see it and praise you for it.
You hum to yourself softly as you recall hearing people, passing by through Hybeâs building, talking about how Namjoon was really devote to his workout routines and how consistent he had been lately. If you said you hadnât notice, you would be lying. The way he had gotten so much buffer was clear to everyone, and even more to you, with whom he shared his space almost everyday.
Even so, you hadnât had much interactions with Namjoon. Well, nor with Jimin, Taehyung or Jin. Hobi, Yoongi and Jungkook seemed to be much confident when it came to approaching you freely, maybe because you had already started to break some barriers with them, but they were still keeping some distance.
You didnât know it was because they were trying to leave some of you for the other members, though.
You stepped out of the elevator once you reached the right floor, and started looking for the gym, when your phone dinged. It was a notification from twitter. You would never admit it, but before getting this job you werenât really a fan of BTS. Of course you knew who they were, and had heard some songs, but you never really took the time to get involved with their fandom or content. It was an accident, you swear it, but you clicked on a YouTube video about a compilation of âFunny Taehyung momentsâ and you had to watch it.
And thatâs how you got absorbed into army.
Itâs not your fault, ok? How could you have known?! It was just so easy to jump from one video to another, and before you realized you were doing one of those tests of âguess the BTS member by the picture of his noseâ. But who could blame you? You were sharing almost everyday with them, how could you not get into the fandom and all the content? It was amazing being able to watch all their content and videos and also experience their company in real life. It was only normal for you to get obsessed.
And, it was also kinda nice knowing they had something for you, whatever it was. You may be naive, a little hazy and absent, and a complete expert in hyper focusing in unimportant things, but you would have to be a complete half wit to not notice. Yeah, you were coming to terms with that.
When you finally found the gym in that bloody huge floor, you just entered and scanned the place looking for Namjoon. You didnât really think things through, that if he was working out he wouldnât probably need you to do anything for him, but just following Hoseokâs orders felt too tight to do anything else. When you finally found the leader in the treadmill, you mouth hanged open.
He wasnât shirtless. He definitely wasnât. But he could very well be with the way his tank top was sticking to his skin thanks to the sweat. His back was turned to you, an gosh what a blessed sight. You had noticed in the past the way his arms had gained lot of muscle and filled his shirts nicely, but his backâŠthat was on a whole other level. Wide, muscly, sweaty shoulders that went down to a nicely defined back, a small waist and a nice, very nice butt. You were so focused on him, that you werenât even embarrassed about ogling him that way.
âY/NâŠY/N, hey?â His voice got you out of your trance from looking at his assâŠARMS! Looking at his arms, just to find him standing right in front of you with a smirk. Of course had caught you drinking him up, ever since the moment you entered the room. The wall was made of a mirror, after all. Your cheeks heated up and you tried to babble an excuse.
âI wasâŠI-I justâŠIâŠyouâŠwellâŠâ he had the audacity to laugh and lean over so his face was closer to yours and touching the end of your braid.
âHmm, I like this oneâ he tugged at it very softly and you bit your tongue from the satisfying pull. âIt suits youâŠbut I donât think there is something that doesnâtâ he admites with a breathy chuckle. âBut enlighten me, what brings you here, doll?â His fingers get closer to your chin and he wipes it affectionately with his thumb. You tongue feels tied and your mouth filled with cotton. But a very soft and fluffy oneâŠlike cotton candy taking its time, sweetening your words even before they went out. âHmm, there is something that does not suit you indeedâŠâ he keeps quiet for a bit, but before you can even process it, he gets an inch closer âDisobedienceâ
âI-Iâm sorryâŠâ you admit, having to turn your head up a tad to be able to look at him comfortably, even when he was bending over âIâŠI didnât have anything to do, and Hobi told me you were here so I wonderedâŠI thougtâŠmaybe you would need meâ your voice was meek, but in a good way.
He couldnât help the smile that came to his face when he noticed you were barely stammering with your words.
âThatâs better, little oneâ you almost hiccup with his words, clenching your thighs subconsciously. âBut there is no need for you to wonderâ
You eyes widened slightly at his crude words as your lower lip came a little out in a pout. You were so stupidâŠgetting all confident that they wanted to be with you. You had forgotten your place, and how important and busy people they were. Of course they would treat you nicely, you are their personas assistantâŠor whatever name your position had. You were their employee, with whom they spent lots of time with and of course they wouldnât want you messing up.
Your own head started to play against you until Namjoonâs chuckle filled the air.
âThere is no need for you to wonder, pupâ his voice enveloped you as softly as if it were velvet. âI always need youâ
You thought he was joking, so you chuckled slightly at his antics. To your bad, or good luck, he wasnât as patient as Hoseok when it came to his approaches and words for you. Specially these ones, where he had meant each and every word.
Your breathing hitched softly as he put his hand on your nape, reminding you of the first time you met. Your body felt hot all over, and you felt yourself getting agitated and tense, but not in a bad way. He started playing gently with the hairs on your nape, pulling at them very softly and enjoying the goosebumps that would break all over your soft skin.
âYeah, isnât that better?â Your eyes lowered instinctively, but a stronger pull on your hair brought it your head back into place âYou do remember what I told you when we first met, right doll?â
You go back into your own memory, getting swayed over the memory of his hand pulling way firmer on the hair form the back of your head, making sure you were looking into his eyes when your shyness prevented you from doing it. Oh, of course, thatâs it. You nod softly, looking into his eyes and you are rewarded with the sight of his beautiful dimples and a wide smile.
âHmm, someone likes my smile?â Your cheeks heat up again at being caught and he laughs wholeheartedly âIn that case, Iâll make sure to save this specific one just for you.â
âI donât think Army would be very appreciative of thatâ you say boldly, with a soft and genuine smile grazes your face. And he wants to see more of this comfy and confident side of you. He wants to earn it and to have you keep it just for himâŠand the other members.
âThen, let it be our little secret, right, Y/Nie? His voice was filled with an airy laugh as he squeezed your nape firmly and pulled you closer, getting you to rest your hand on his hard chest from how close you were. âCan I make a confession to you, cutie?â
You nodded your head fervently, licking your lips as you felt all fuzzy again, with the same cotton candy getting over your mouth and throat. So, so sweet you felt as if you were having a sugar rush.
âIâve never been one to believe in sinâŠâhe started, rubbing his nose against yours, as light as a feather. The hand that was resting on your chin lowered to your waist, his pinky finger inching a little to down for it to remain proper, but if you were bothered by it, you were too distracted to notice. âUntil I met youâŠtempting meâŠeach second, each minute, each hour of every dayâ
You couldnât say anything, and itâs not like you wanted to.
âYou have no idea what yo do to me, to the others, do you?â
Your lips felt dry, unlike every other part of your body. You swallowed nervously and gave him a flash of your tongue when you swiped it through your lower lip. You felt a deep growl bloom and rumble under your hands, getting over his chest as your eyes met his once again. You swore you felt the thread snap, as his head went down and his lips rested the tiniest of inches away from your lips, less bold than Yoongi had been. While he was still there, he mumbled some last words against your skin, caressing it both with his breath and his own plushy skin.
âYou, my dear, are walking sinâ
I know I said night butâŠITS ALREADY NIGHT WHERE I AM HAHAHA enjoy your treat :D
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