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20 BTS content / fanfiction. https://ko-fi.com/boyinluvv I LOVE JUNGKOOK 4EVER !!!!

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MASTERLIST

I take requests for all of the BTS members. Any genre🤍

Also I now have a tag list for my work. Let me know if you want me to tag you when I post!

(not to brag but my current arirang 2026 tour prediction playlist is so good so. obviously promotion:

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Something about the way yoongi dances on stage like he really does not wanna be doing it is attractive to me. cannot explain any further than that I love my nonchalant king

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In anticipation for the new spiderman movie I have been thinking Jungkook would make a marvelous peter parker. Just saying…

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stop bec i actually lost it when i saw justin standing in front of jungkook for a split second towards the end of the show 🥹😭 my two eras man

I KNOW RIGHT!! i wanted them to interact more but honestly.. im ngl the speed interaction made up for it 😭

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Requests are closed for now! I have 15 drafts in various stages of done and 6 new requests unanswered.

JIMIN this week, lots and lots of jimin. Look forward to that and a few poly requests answered. Thank you for being patient and supportive ily!

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JUSTIN AND JUNGKOOK IN THE SAME FRAME MY BABY’S DREAMS ARE REAL ☹️🫶

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BTS 'NORMAL' MV

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Could you write a scenario where Jungkook opens up emotionally to the female reader, as if they were dating? I'm not asking for anything too intense or painful; maybe Jungkook is insecure and doesn't want to express his feelings, but the reader helps him open up without him feeling judged. I hope that makes sense, lol 😿😿😿 (with a happy ending :3?) tyyy 💕

insecurities. Jungkook sfw

“I don’t know what to say; I wish I could express things better,” Jungkook admits, unable to look at you as shame takes over his body. The two of you have been sitting together, a vulnerable moment taking hold.

“You always….” He begins, dabbing his eyes. “You always have so many nice things to say to me. You reassure me, you help me… you tell me you love me a million times.”

“You don’t have to do things the way I do,” you promise him, gently rubbing his arm just to try and soothe his nerves. “It’s okay, really. I know you love me, you show it.”

“Yeah, but It’s not enough,” he explains, still shaken up. “It’s not what I want. You deserve better.”

He’s finally able to glance your way. Jungkook’s eyes are still wet, his fingers are trembling ever so slightly when he raises them to wipe his nose.

“You deserve to know… everything. How much you mean to me- I just,” he sighs. “I wish I could get the words out.”

“Take your time,” you insist. “Say it in as many words as it takes. Im not going anywhere, I want to listen.” You add. He leans on your shoulder; his hair tickles your skin slightly as he does so.

Jungkook pressed closer against your shoulder, his body shivering as struggled to compose himself. The tension in his frame remained coiled tight, like a spring wound too far.

"It's not that I don't feel it," he murmured, his voice cracking slightly. "It's that I feel it so intensely it scares me. Sometimes I look at you and I feel like I'm…. drowning in how much I need you." He finally pulled away just enough to meet your gaze properly. His dark, doe eyes were glassy, reflecting the light of the room.

"I feel like I'm failing you because I can't articulate the depth of it. I'm terrified that one day it will make you believe I'm indifferent. I’m… I’m not.”

He reached down, fumbling blindly until his fingers found yours. His grip was desperate. "I need you to understand that every time I'm quiet.. it's because I'm trying to process the fact that you’re everything. I can only give you pieces of myself because I'm too scared to show you how much power you actually have over me."

“Jungkook….” You manage, unsure what to say in the moment. “Im… flattered you feel that way, honey.”

You take his hand more firmly, trying to help him compose himself; youve never been one to bottle things up or stay silent, so this is very out of your wheelhouse.

Jungkook flinched slightly at your choice of words, the word 'flattered' seeming to land like a soft blow against his raw nerves. He wasn't looking for gratitude or politeness.

His thumb traced absent circles over your knuckles, trying to find peace in his anxious body.

"Flattered?" He repeated the word quietly, a self deprecating smile flickering across his lips before vanishing. "I don't want you to feel flattered. I want you to feel seen. I want you to feel the weight of it." His grip tightened fractionally, his palm warm and slightly damp against yours. "Nevermind. You don’t get it.”

“Im trying to understand, baby.” You reassure him yet again. “I hear you; the last thing I think you are is indifferent. I think you worry too much.”

He looks away briefly, wiping his eyes.

"I don't want to be someone you simply tolerate because I'm difficult," he whispered. “Im sorry.”

“You aren’t difficult!” You promise, moving to hold him. He crumbles into you. “You are not difficult Jungkook you are sensitive, and caring, and so— so incredibly sweet and I would do anything to make this..” you squeeze him. “This insecurity go away. You are enough.”

Jungkook let out a sound that was half sob, half gasp as he collapsed into your embrace, his forehead dropping against your body. Your words seem to pierce through the armor of his self doubt, leaving his emotions raw and exposed. He wrapped his arms around your waist with startling strength, clinging to you even as you wince. One of his hands tangles in the fabric of your shirt at your back, bunching it up between his white knuckled fingers. You let him cry until the shaking of his shoulders is replaced by a heavy, exhausted stillness.

"You say that so easily," he muffled against your neck, his voice thick, "Like it's something that can just be fixed with words. You’re sure that I’m enough even when I feel… like this?” He pauses.

You let him collect his thoughts once more.

“I want to be the man you see when you look at me."

“You already are.” You promise, watching the tension fall away from his muscles. “I promise you already are.”

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Girl your taekook drabbles are my actual favorite thing ever!!! I need more!!!!!!!!!

I really hope you don't mind me making this smutty. Idk Taekook has been on my mind and I REALLY like poly couple stuff so... As JK says, seven days a week <3

Seven. taekook nsfw. (lowk freaky threesome stuff under the cut be warned. Sub JK btw)

Safe to say Jungkook’s songs told no lies when it came to his libido.

Tonight he had come home before Taehyung did, eager as a damn rabbit to get you however he could.

He didn’t even wait long enough to make it to your shared bedroom. Jungkook had you laid out on the L-shaped couch, all the lights dimmed, your thighs hooked over his shoulders. Your shirt was scrunched halfway up your torso. You’re propped up on your elbows, watching the way the bridge of his nose nudges your clit just right.

“Baby, relax, I’m not going anywhere,” you remind him breathlessly, reaching to put a hand in his thick hair. He makes a noise of desperation in response, too focused to even take his mouth off of you to breathe. His arms close around your torso, holding your hips down and pulling you snug to his body. Propping yourself up is getting harder by the minute.

“Baby,” you remind him again. “Slow down… please?”

He comes up for air.

“Thought about this all day,” he pants. He rests his head against your inner thigh. “Is it okay? You’re okay?”

“It feels good, honey, you’re just… eager.” You describe. “Missed me?”

“Taehyung kept bringing it up during practice,” he explains, eyes drawn to the way your legs tremble. He idly draws up some pre with his fingers between your slit. “I was distracted for hours….”

“What did he wanna do, watch?”

“Worse…” he tests a finger and you squirm helplessly. “Anyway…”

“Wait- wait wait,” you stammer but he’s already going back in. One long drag of his tongue and you lay back, completely blissed out. Suggesting a tongue piercing was such a good idea…

Multitasking, Jungkook pulls his hand back to slide his rings off. The clatter on the floor between his knees; he re-inserts his fingers clumsily.

Your mind has wandered to what Jungkook meant by ‘worse’.

-

You see Taehyung before Jungkook can hear him. Its not the first time he’s walked in on the two of you; there’s no need to stop or even cover up. He’s lingering at the entrance to the living room, duffel bag slung over one shoulder. He’s in a black compression shirt with charcoal colored sweats and a bandana keeping his hair back.

You two make eye contact. Something about the way his eyes fall on Jungkook’s sweaty frame gives you the feeling he wasn’t supposed to be between your legs before Tae got home.

“Making up for lost time?” Taehyung asks, dropping his bag by the other end of the couch and shedding his bandana. Jungkook jumps, peering over his shoulder. His shirt is soaked through a bit in the back, his bangs pushed away from his forehead. Those pretty doe eyes are soaked through with guilt.

“You were taking too long.” Jungkook defends himself, his thumb still rubbing you in circles so the feeling doesn’t subside altogether. You’re grateful- you weren’t sure how much longer you could let him eat you out without stopping.

Taehyung doesn't move to help or intervene. You watch his eyes narrow as they track the path of Jungkook's thumb through your slick folds, watching how your hips rut subtly against the friction.

“Too long implies you weren't supposed to start without me," Taehyung warns, his voice dropping into that honeyed register that makes your thighs ache to press together.

"Maybe I didn't want to wait for your permission," Jungkook mutters defiantly; he shifts his focus, his grip tightening possessively on your inner thighs. He licks his lips, tasting the salt clinging to his skin from your body.

Taehyung reaches the edge of the couch, looming over both of you like a shadow. He doesn't ask to join; he simply unbuckles his belt with one hand.

“If you want to be bratty you can shut up and finish what you started," Tae commands, waiting for Jungkook to do as he’s told "You don’t need two hands to satisfy her."

With a huff, Jungkook clumsily messes with Taehyung’s boxers and take him into his left hand. He dives right back into you; you pull his hair tighter than you have all day.

Taehyung only allows Jungkook to work him up for a few minutes; its all he needs, really. He’s been greedy enough with you— the last thing Jungkook needs is more opportunities to touch his boyfriend too.

“Alright.” He takes Jungkook’s wrist. “alright, up.”

Jungkook, lost In you again, really struggles to pull his head back until you’re shoving him.

“Behind her, so I can watch. C’mere, baby…” Taehyung commands. He joins you on the couch as you sit up and move how he wants you to. Tae is sat right in front of you, presumably so you can have a turn with him.

“You okay?” He asks, “too much?”

"Never too much," you pant, your voice wrecked from all of the action. Your skin feels hypersensitive, flushed pink from where Jungkook's mouth had been. The air in the living room feels thicker now, overwhelmed with the heat of both men.

Jungkook settles behind you, his broad chest pressing against your back as he wraps his arms around your waist. His cock presses steadfast against you— he’s a damn mess.

“She's perfect, Tae," Jungkook slurs into the crook of your neck, his breath hot against your damp skin. "Look at her. Perfect…. Can I-“ he pauses to swallow.

Taehyung's eyes rake over you, appreciative and hungry. He doesn't waste time with words, instead reaching forward to cup your jaw. His thumb brushes over your bottom lip, pulling it down to reveal how swollen it is.

“Go ahead.” Tae approves. He shifts again, inviting you to claim him while Jungkook palms your chest from behind with one hand.

The first few attempts at entering you from Jungkook are sloppy as all hell. He grows frustrated, not wanting to pull away to look at where he’s aiming. When he finally gets it he’s whining and panting right next to your ear. It sends a tingly electric feeling down your spine. You’re preoccupied, having popped the tip of Taehyung’s cock in your mouth. He has his eyes briefly closed, enjoying the fucked out noises from both of his partners.

Jungkook's hips stutter against you, his cock sliding home. "Fuck, fuck fuck... god damn," he whines. Every thrust makes your vision blur. If it didnt hurt you would press your hips back to meet his pace.

Taehyung's head lolls back slightly. His attention is caught between the pleasure of your mouth and the visual of Jungkook ravaging you from behind. "Dont worry about him finishing," Tae rasps, his eyes cracking open enough to make eye contact. “When you’re tired you can tap out, I’ll handle him.“

"Don't tap out," Jungkook pants, his voice breaking as he buries his face in the crook of your neck again.

Of course they want opposite things.

Taehyung doesnt respond. As satisfying as it would be to force Jungkook to wait, he respects your decision.

“Please please please… pleease,” Jungkook begs, slowing down— an indicator he’s almost there. You try not to choke when Taehyung gently pushes your head further.

Taehyung seems expectant but you have a hard time making the call- its easier to submit to the feeling and let Jungkook get what he wants.

“You’re doing well.” Tae praises you, bringing the flat of his palm to rub your back where he can. “You dont have to finish me off. When he’s done you can stop.”

“Mh.” You hum with your mouth full. Jungkook has stopped moving, blissed out and exhausted.

You enjoy head with Taehyung for a few more minutes until the weight pressed against your back peels away. Tae is happy to praise your efforts with a quick kiss to the lips.

“You wanna start the shower? Ill join you soon.” He purrs, stroking your cheek with one hand.

You nod, kissing his palm and fingers before you slip away. You can faintly hear Taehyung fall back into his commanding tone with Jungkook by the time you make it to the bathroom door.

You’re wetting your hair just as Jungkook is making the couch creak obnoxiously. Something tells you you’re going to be showering alone this time.

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Hiiiiii,So I was thinking one with Yoongi where everyone thinks he's "controlling/in charge of your reaction"But in reality you have him wrapped around your fingers and he's just obsessed with you...In a cute way but not in an unhealthy way

I hope I executed this properly? Im ngl I read it twice and was like 🧍huh but we figured it out! Tysm for your req

Behind closed doors. Yoongi sfw

From an outside perspective, Yoongi was harsh. Your relationship was filled with grumpy faces followed by a soft shove of his hand or a ‘dont do that here’. It was as if he was training you to behave, or to just accept affection as he gave it.

You heard a stiff, embarrassed ‘stop it’ more often than you heard ‘I love you’, but.. that was his way of expressing himself. He was a greedy lover, wanting all of that precious affection where no one else’s eyes could see.

Alone, at home, he was a magnet. You couldn’t get him off of you.

Currently he was half asleep, laid out on top of you with his hair all in his face. You brush it out of his eyes, watching as he takes a deep breath and settles more against your chest. You reach to trail your fingers up and down the length of his spine. He pulls his arms in tighter to keep you close.

Yoongi's weight was comforting; a solid pressure that made the rest of the world feel miles away. When you touch him, he presses closer, seeking more contact. His nose brushed against the fabric of your shirt before finding your collarbone.

"Stay like this," he murmured, his voice thick with sleep. “with me.”

“You’re clingy….” You tease lightly, watching as his nose scrunches a little and he turns away from you, eyebrows pinched.

“Stop it…” he grumbles, as per usual.

“Come on,” you press. “Admit it.”

He glances your way then, a warmth coloring his cheeks. You feel him move up closer to catch your lips in a chaste kiss. “So what. I like to save all your love for right now.”

The corner of your mouth quirks upward at his attitude. Even with that defensive scowl plastered on his face, the way his body refuses to create any distance between you tells you everything you need to know.

"Saving it, huh?" you tease, your fingers finding purchase in the silky strands of his hair again. "That sounds suspiciously like you're addicted to me."

Yoongi huffs affectionately and nuzzles into the crook of your neck again. His breath is hot against your skin.

“Shut up.” he mumbles against your pulse point, though there's no venom in it. He moves his hands up again, palms flat against your ribcage so he could thumb at your skin beneath your clothes.

The chaste kiss he gave you moments ago lingers between you. His lips lazily find your collarbone, then the soft skin of your throat. "Besides," he adds, "if I admitted it, you'd never let me hear the end of it.”

“Whatever you say, Yoongi.”

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Hiiii, I luv your writting sm I have a request where its like a honeymoon/newly married imagine with taehyung x reader<3

This is so sweet !! Thank you for your request

Newlyweds. Taehyung sfw.

This evening was the last of many, many unforgettable moments following your wedding. Every day these past two weeks were something different: A few days in Tuscany, Cinque Terre, and now the beautiful beaches of Italy. You're both dressed to match, Taehyung's silk shirt clinging beautifully to his sunkissed skin. He's got flowers in his hair from the bouquet he had bought you earlier in the afternoon. The golden color of the sunset seems to illuminate the petals resting there.

You run up into his arms; Taehyung lifts you effortlessly as you bring your legs up. In a flash you’re being carried down the soft sand and into the flowing tide.

“What else can I do to make my wife happy?” He asks, pupils blown wide with affection. There’s a sort of love only he can hold for you in his body language. “Hm? anything for the last day of our honeymoon?”

The saltwater kisses your ankles as Taehyung carries you deeper into the surf, the cool foam swirling around his thighs. Up close, the scent of jasmine from the flowers in his hair mingles with the salty tang of the ocean breeze, intoxicating and warm. His silk shirt has become damp, clinging to his chest and stomach. You can feel sea spray rain against the back of your neck.

"Anything?" you repeat, your voice breathy as you wind your arms tighter around his neck. Your fingers tangle in the soft strands of his hair.

“I think you’ve done everything you set out to do, Tae. It’s been nothing but perfect.”

"let's make this moment last forever, then" he murmurs, bringing himself closer to share a quick kiss. “Let’s stay a bit longer so I can show you how much you mean to me.”

“You know you can’t do that; I know you love me.” You correct him, raising your head to indicate you want more than just one kiss. He reciprocates with pride.

His eyes flutter closed, enjoying the taste of your lips and the heat of your skin. You carefully let go of him on one side so you can cup his face in your palm. Your thumb brushes over that beauty mark he has by his cheekbone. He savors the feeling, takes his time to burn the moment into his memory.

“I love you,” you remind him when he pulls away. “Im so lucky to call you my husband.”

“I think you have it backwards.” He replies, leaning into your touch. “I love you more; I’m lucky to call you my wife.”

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jungkook in the normal mv has me feeling anything but normal. post.

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When im done with my requests, I know I do Taekook quite a bit, but do we want other writings with two of the guys x reader like… jimin x reader x jungkook or hobi x reader x yoongi.. or maybe some namjoon x reader x jin. Idk, just trying to change things up!!

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i have a taekook x reader req if ur still taking them!!

with jungkook's slutty ass outfit during madrid soundcheck and tae pouring water into that army's mouth i wanna rea a fic where reader is mad at both of them when they come home and now they have to make it up to u 😼

(also ik u don't write smut often so i just wanna say that yoongi nsfw fic u wrote was soooo good!! big fan if u decide to write more i'm sure ur readers would love it)

I am still taking requests!! Ive had bad writers block so my plan to post this week went down the drain… but this, this I can do.

THANK YOU for liking my first ever smut 🫶 I feel much more confident now as a writer and I HAVE a taekook smut on the way btw. bc i need them <3

taekook sfw (suggestive?)

Taehyung rounds the car in the parking lot, catching up with Jungkook who is twirling his keys. The jeep locks with a sharp ‘beep!’

He reaches under Jungkook’s denim jacket, sticking his hand under the waistband of his calvin kleins. Jungkook stiffens, reaching to put his hand over Taehyung’s with a startled “hey, no!”

“Quit looking so good then,” Taehyung leans closer, pulling his hand back only to smack his boyfriend’s ass. “Damn…”

“Like you don’t look good too,” Jungkook dismisses, wrangling his keys into the door and spamming the unlock code. “You think she saw the concert?”

“Who didn’t?” Taehyung replies, following inside behind him. “I bet money she’s giving you silent treatment tonight, just for the lack of shirt.”

Jungkook looks back at his boyfriend with raised eyebrows. “Really? After you poured water in that girl’s mouth?”

“I did that, right…” taehyung looks away with a hiss. “We’re both screwed then.”

“mh. Guess it’s just you and me tonight….” Jungkook trails off, finally deeper into the house. “Honey! Home!”

“Welcome home…” you state, not very enthusiastic as you pour a drink for yourself at the kitchen counter. Taehyung was right. You’ve seen it. All of it, pretty much all day. Nothing but the same circulated clips from every fan in existence spewing things like ‘shes so lucky’ or ‘that should’ve been me”. You were tired of seeing it. When you peek up at Jungkook he’s still in that crazy two piece denim set. You try not to stare too long to get your point across.

“Hi, baby…” Jungkook is quick to come up to you and give you a kiss. “What’re you making? Have a good day today? Did you eat?”

“Work was fine… tea, no I didn’t.” You answer the questions blandly.

“Ooookay then,” he draws out, turning on a heel and going right back to Taehyung. “She’s mad for sure. Kiss me.”

“What, ‘cause she wont?” Taehyung asks, interrupted by Jungkook making the first move.

“M’yeah.”

“Im not mad.” You retort, mixing your tea with honey.

Taehyung is preoccupied. He pushes Jungkook’s denim jacket off his shoulders. “Go put a shirt on. —You’re totally mad.” He adds.

“Okay so maybe I am,” you concede, turning around with the cup in your hands. “what were you two doing? Fan service, I understand, but throwing shirts and pouring drinks into other girl’s mouths? Very obviously flirting with each other with an audience watching? You know how that makes me feel.”

“Come do something about it then,” Jungkook taunts, shedding his denim jacket entirely and pulling away from Taehyung to go put a shirt on.

You set your cup down at follow him. He wants to be a tease in public for a reaction, he’s going to get one.

Taehyung follows lazily behind you, knowing exactly where this is going.

You catch up with Jungkook by his dresser. He allows you to corner him against the hardwood and put your hands all over his skin. He very eagerly kisses you back when you initiate.

“This is what you wanted, wasnt it?” You accuse him. You feel him smile against your lips, his hands feeling for the hem of your shirt. “Maybe.” He mumbles slyly.

Taehyung is idling by the doorframe.

“Don’t just stand there! You’re in trouble too, get behind him.” You demand. Taehyung laughs lightly. “Yes ma’am…”

The next thing you know you’re sharing messy kisses with Jungkook, his hands holding your waist while Taehyung is occupied palming Jungkook’s chest in both hands. His lips are busy leaving hickeys on his neck and shoulders.

Jungkook pulls away from you to give taehyung some attention and you sigh, frustrated.

“Since you two wanted to show off so bad, you can do it for me right here.” You suggest. They both look at you shamelessly, delighted to be bossed around.

“Go,” you gesture.

“Don’t have to tell me twice,”Taehyung replies greedily, not expecting Jungkook to pick him up like he was nothing and drop him on the bed.

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taetae fic where I kiss him and he's got slight lipstick marks on his cheek or forehead. when he goes to the studio he gets teased but it's super cute

ORR

omg all members hanging out in the dorms and tae leaves for a sec and i messaged him so the notif pops up and he's saved my contact as something really adorable

lipstick stains. Taehyung sfw.

He’s trying so hard to be nonchalant but you’re breaking his focus with that pretty voice of yours and those dangerous lips.

“Do you have makeup on?” He realizes, his eyebrows shooting up. “Come on,” he complains as you catch the corner of his lips. “People are going to know..”

“Its fine, Tae, its not smudging.” You lie. Its been too late for several minutes now— he has red lipstick everywhere: his temples, his nose, his cheek right below his eyes, his jawline, his neck, the corner of his mouth…

“I feel like it is,” he tries to look down at his own face but it’s hard without a mirror. His focus flickers to the elevator numbers then back to you. “Im serious, love.” He worries. You just smile innocently.

“It’s fine, baby. Promise.”

He’s gullible. You watch his eyes crinkle and his boxy smile come to life. “You promise I don’t look like a mess?” He laughs lightly. “… ah, fine, come here. Before we reach our floor.” He leans back to you for more.

His hair is messy and he is slathered in kisses by the time the elevator dings. Some of the marks are more obvious, some are pink smudges from where the application has gotten thin.

“Ill miss you! Have fun be safe!” You wave, watching him step out.

“Ill miss you too. Love you,” he promises as the door closes. He catches you say ‘I love you’ back as it’s going back down.

Time to get back to work.

He goes down the empty hall, pushes on the studio door, and…

The boys go quiet as he enters. Hoseok is the first one to break character, laughing and pointing.

“Taehyung, what happened to you?” Jimin asks, his voice twinged with amusement.

“What?” He asks, confused, embarrassed. He pulls out his phone to look. You lied to him!

“She told me I looked fine…”

This causes the boys to glance at each other, a sea of laughter between them.

“Did you get lost at sephora on the way here?” Jungkook jokes.

“Is this why you were late?” Jimin prompts further. “— no, no its nice. It’s cute don’t wipe it off.” He frets. “It’s so nice.”

“I look ridiculous ,” Tae complains. You even promised!

“You look like your girlfriend hasn’t seen you in years.” Jin points out.

“You look very loved.” namjoon corrects him. “Come on, go clean up and let’s get back to work.”

He sets his things down and heads to the bathroom for some much needed damage control. He wipes most of it off, save for the clearest kiss on his cheek. That one he will wear with pride.

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LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH YOU’RE SHAKESPEARE💔💔💔💔

Thank you lovely!! I try to be!!! 🫶

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why is your pfp pixels?

… it is? I dont know what it looks like on your end, but for me it’s cooky 🤨