Summary: Meeting someone you barely knew in high school shocks you but what really made everything so crazy is how you forgot saving his life.
Rating: 18+ (If the warnings trigger you please don’t read.)
Warnings: penetrative sex, oral sex (both receiving), overstimulation, sex, slight!choking, slight!dirty talk, slight!possessiveness, depression, mention of attempt on suicide.
Word Count: 3.5k
Notes: It’s been such a long time since I posted, I wanted to surprise with a one-shot with out saying anything! Hope you enjoy it babies.
The bartender filled your empty glass with what seemed to be his best whisky, from a bottle that could at least value at four thousand dollars.
You lifted your head to meet his gaze. “I didn’t order this.” You muttered. “A beauty such as yourself deserves a glass of the best, on the house.” He winked.
“Does that work on most?” You raised your eyebrow as you crossed your leg. “I don’t try it on most.” He smiled widely. “Well, thank you for the drink.” Feeling a burn caused you to clear your throat.
Inhaling you feel the alcohol surge through your veins, “Why is this place so quiet? I mean it is a club right?” You mumbled leaning into the counter. “Ah. It’s a quiet bar before eight. After that the party starts. You could say that you’re a little early.” He smiled.
“Tell me, what do you do for a living, Miss?” He poured you a little more. “Well, office clerk, my name is Y/N.” You nodded. “I’m Hoseok, the bartender/owner of this club.” He told you as he wiped the counter with a clean cloth.
“It’s rare to see office people come to clubs, I guess most would get dragged into team dinners and whatnot.” He smiled. “Well that’s true. But I guess our department is a little more progressive than most. We don’t have to go when we don’t want to.” You explained.
“That must be great. I have a friend that usually sneaks out of college get togethers. Not that they invite him anymore. He claims it to be so boring.” You really did enjoy the fact that he talked to you even though it was awkward small talk.
You struggled communicating with others. You always wanted to start conversations but it sometimes gets too hard at how shy you are, or the fact that people just start talking to others before you could gather the courage to start a conversation.
In the office, you usually talk when someone talks to you first and it never was about you. They need you to just do office stuff and it didn’t necessarily hurt your feelings but it did disappoint you though.
People were never interested in the quiet clerk that just focuses on her work. They probably thought you were just here to only work and nothing more or less. What disappointed you was the fact they didn’t even try to change that.
The team had a strong connection with one and another as they visibly show their friendship almost all the time. You weren’t a part of that. You didn’t really have a big friends group growing so it wasn’t something you weren’t used to.
“Talk about the devil and he shows up.” You snapped out of your thoughts. Once you turned back you saw him. He wore a black Balenciaga t-shirt paired with loose jeans and a flannel barely hanging off his shoulder. You knew him. You went to school with him back in the day.
You can’t say he changed much, Jeon Jungkook, the hottest kid in class, there was a rumor about him being the son of the biggest business man in the city, once it spread he changed schools, allowing most to believe that it was true.
“Hey! Give me a bottle of your coldest beer.” He stood next to your stool. “Here. I can’t believe you arrive the moment I mention you to someone.” Hoseok shook his head as he set the beer on the counter. “You were talking about me?” He looked confused.
“Yeah, to Y/N over here. Y/N this is Jungkook. JK this is Y/N.” He introduced him to you. There was no way that Jungkook was going to remember you from high school. Not that you look that different, it’s just that you lived in two different worlds-
“Y/N! I know you. We went to high school together didn’t we?” He grinned excitedly as he sat on the stool next to yours. “You remember?” Your eyes sparkled in fascination, how can he remember you? He must remember everyone in school to recall that you attended with him.
“Of course I remember you. You were like the nicest person in the school.” He looked as if he was reminiscing. “Wow, but to be honest, I don’t remember us interacting much.” You confessed glancing at your glass.
“That’s awesome! I remember more than you do then!” He laughed as he chugged his drink. “I remember how wonderful of a person you were.” His gaze softened at your shy demeanor.
After a few too many drinks on Jungkook’s side, he got up stumbling a step, his hand gripping your shoulder for support. His cheeks were rosy and eyes were glistening. He suddenly fixed his posture to stand perfectly straight.
His eyes were on yours for a long minute before he wrapped his arms around your head. Face in his torso, you were maybe as confused as you can get. Hoseok hollered his name a couple of times asking him to let go but he wouldn’t. Not necessarily hating the situation you were in you wrapped your small arms around his torso in comfort. Hoseok quieted down staring.
Inhaling his scent you felt nostalgic, as if you’ve done something like this before, was it deja vu? Slowly letting you go he stared at your feature with an unreadable expression. You can’t help feeling breathless at how ethereal he appeared.
Hair gently laying on his forehead, the air around you slowed, lights dimmed as a slight in his eyes was accentuated, and you could see visible fluff in the air pretend to be feathers of his non-existent wings.
Leaning in, his forehead rested against yours for a moment before his lips pressed into yours. You loved the feeling of them pressing against your own as you lace your fingers in his hair to tug him in closing the distance between you two. Jungkook breaks the kiss, pecking your nose before prodding. “Let’s go?” It was a question more than a statement.
He held your hand gently as he helped you out of the door, feeling your cheeks gain color. and stopped walking, halting his movement. He turned to look at you with concern lacing his gaze. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to.” He muttered holding both your hands as he faced you.
“It’s not that… Why me?” You knew that you didn’t really deserve this. “Because it is you. Because ten years ago, I missed my chance to show you how I feel about you.” He leaned pecking your lips then your nose followed by your forehead.
You couldn’t question him any longer. His actions were telling you everything you knew he meant every word just by the warmth he provided you with his touch in that moment.
His apartment wasn’t too far from the club, he lived near the state university. Once you walked into the apartment you slipped off your shoes as you dragged your lips against his neck, moaning in satisfaction he slipped off his boots. “Can I touch you?” His question seemed way too innocent for him.
Your hand pulled his onto your waist. “I’d get sad if you don’t.” His hand massaged your waist as they slowly got lower to your hip. Your forehead patted his. Shortening the gap between he gasped in your lips.
His lips felt different. They were much softer. Your hands held both of his cheeks as you tilted your head to get better access to his wet lips. He let out a soft groan as you slowly pulled his shirt off his body. “I remember you were into basketball back before you left.” You smiled as your fingertips gently ran across his muscled pecs.
“I remember swooning every time I saw you.” You felt warmth grow between your legs. “Me too.” He joked. “Yeah? I guess you were that narcissistic about yourself and honestly I would be if I looked like that.” You pushed him down towards your bed. Hands touching his body, your lips met once more earning a groan from him. You slowly started moving down his neck with your kisses.
He felt his member grow harder as your tongue licked across his abs going down. “Can I?” Your fingers wrapped around the band of his pants. He just nodded wordlessly. He hadn’t really done this before.
Biting down onto his bottom lip at the sight of you pushed his knees apart, heat built up around his crotch as he settled back into the sofa.
You pushed the loose strands of hair back from around your face to fall behind your head, you froze once Jungkook tucked a stray, a strand of your hair behind your ear. A small smirk on his face as he did so.
Your fingertips caressed the denim that covered his thighs, inching towards the zipper of the tight jeans that he wore. Jungkook lifted his hips a little, pulling down his pants revealing the mind-numbing image of his bulge.
Hands already lightly danced over his boxer briefs before you glanced up at him for permission, to which he nodded with hooded eyes and his notorious, taunting raise of an eyebrow.
The sight of his member leaving out of his underwear had your lips parting in awe, saliva gathered in your mouth whole-heartedly at the size of him.
You knew you would not be able to take him whole, but you were willing to try once you had him flushed and on the edge of his high.
Your fingers tentatively slid across his jeans to wrap around the shaft to make up for what your lips could not reach for now. He inhaled sharply as you took him in.
You started to work your mouth and fingers in unison, pumping up and down at an agonisingly slow pace, dragging as much pleasure as you possibly could through the way that your tongue traced delicately around his length, caressed the vein that throbbed eagerly on the underside.
Hollowing your cheeks so that you could suck hard. Your name slipped from his lips deliciously as he lets out a throaty grunt. Hips rolling up into your mouth, making you whimper around him, struggling to refrain from reaching your free fingers between your thighs to satisfy yourself.
Jungkook’s hand that was tangled in the strands of your hair had gone slightly slack with the euphoria that was rushing throughout his limbs, encouraging you to go deeper, harder.
You removed your hand completely from his length, his erection poised readily on its own, noticing the way Jungkook’s eyes unexpectedly widened as moved your lips so far down his length that the tip was nestled against the back of your throat.
A tight swallow had the man crying out, fisting a bundle of your hair for leverage as his body shook with white hot pleasure, rushing down to his length where it coated the inside of your mouth.
Your palms were flat against his thighs, sliding your lips slowly up and down to draw out the high that had shaken him from his core, weakly thrusting into you for more.
When you finally lifted up, you coughed lightly as you inhaled air back into your body, a little dizzy when Jungkook clasped your cheeks between his hands and leaned down to your face.
A shiver of pleasure ran through your spine at the way he ran his tongue from your chin up to your lips, tasting your effort before sealing it with a deep kiss.
His mouth opened your own wide, eager to consume every inch of you with his roaming lips and tongue before he pulled back, the two of you practically breathless.
“That was probably the best blow job that I’ve received. Baby got mouth.” He kissed your giggling lips once more. “I should take care of you too.” His hand traveled to your waist as he helped you stand up. He laid your body on the bed.
His fingers caught the hem of your shirt, “Wait…” You muttered face turning red. “We can stop if you want.” His hand went to pull up his pants. “That’s not it. I just feel self-conscious of my body.” You held onto his hands.
He didn’t really understand. You were perfect, in his eyes at the very least. But he did know better than to push you out of your comfort zone this early in your relationship. He then glanced at your pants for permission. You nodded cheeks flaring even redder.
He had a hard time pulling off your pants. Your hands moved to assist him in removing it. He drags your underwear with your pants in one gesture, Jungkook’s mouth came wet and warm on your pussy, licking your slit and pressing the flat of his tongue on your clit.
His tongue swiped against your slit hard a few times and you moaned, arousal dripping between your legs already. He dug his fingers in the flesh of your thighs to still your moving body and started to suck on your clit, making you arch your back against your soft bed.
Jungkook’s lips then pulled away from your clit to press against your folds, dipping his tongue just the smallest bit inside of you. You let out a shaky breath and shut your eyes, your legs locked around his head as you begin rubbing against his mouth. “I am so close! Kookie!” Your moans get louder.
“Did you just call me Kookie while I’m doing this?” He plunged his fingers into your cunt as he chuckled. “I want to cum with you inside me.” You begged. Your cheeks felt warm and his hand came up to cup your face. He swiped a thumb across it. “I’ll end up wrecking you if you sound like that.”
He ripped a condom wrapper and cased his length in latex. You barely had time to breathe before he shoved his cock inside of you, the stretching burned just enough to make you moan into his neck.
Jungkook pushed himself all the way and stopped, letting out a shuddering moan himself, he didn’t say anything to you, but you knew he’s waiting for you to adjust. Your hands grabbed the sheets as you clenched tightly around his length.
You placed your hand against his chest to make him know that you’re ready for him to move. You lifted your hips up a bit and a shiver shot through you when Jungkook pulled out of you halfway and then slid back in slowly.
At your signal to move, he started at an unforeseen harsh pace, thrusting hard enough to make the bed squeak and rattle. Your back arched once more against the sheets and you didn’t do anything to meet his thrusts, too lightheaded with the pleasure that raised in your abdomen.
He slowed down to kiss your lips. His thrusts became unhurried but deeper against your insides. “If I had known it would feel this good I would’ve asked you out in high school.” He grinned
He started moving again, shoving in and out of you roughly. Jungook’s hand released your cheek and trailed down your chin until the inside of his palm lay on your throat. You let out a shuddering gasp escape your lips when his fingers tightened around your neck, just under your jaw.
“Fuck- you feel too good babe.” He sounded too serious unlike his usual tone as his hand loosens against your neck.
“Jungkook- I’m about to- Fuck I’m cumming.” Jungkook pulled out almost all the way and then started to thrust in and out of you once more, pounding you as hard as he could.
You felt yourself come undone beneath him; you almost screamed when he didn’t stop thrusting, but you clasped your mouth with your hand letting out a whimper. The overstimulation is starting to hurt, but you closed your eyes shut and took it with tears escaping you, knowing it would start to feel good again.
“No one else is allowed to touch you.” You shivered, the possessiveness in his voice making your toes curled and you wrapped your arms around his neck to keep his body near yours as he pounded his hips into you erratically.
“Say it.” he pressed a kiss against your jaw. “Say that you’re only mine.” You bite your lip and shut your eyes as he fucks you. “I’m only yours.” You breathed, “I only want your cock inside me, Jungkook..”
You feel his cock throb and twitch inside you and then he climaxed, white hot cum shot into the latex. You gasped and pushed your hips up toward him while he came. He pulled out removing the condom, his cum shot on your clit. You reached your second orgasm feeling his cum still spilling against your folds.
“Fuck. I might’ve been too serious for our own good.” He went to your bathroom to get a towel. He dropped the towel on your sensitive nether region. Once he tried to clean out his you flinched shivering from your previous overstimulation.
Kookie grinned like a fool at what he had accomplished. Once he threw the towel in his laundry basket, he laid next to you. His arms encased your waist and pulled you closer. “I can’t believe that we did that.” He kissed the top of your head.
-
He was underneath the blanket snuggly holding onto your naked figure. You were honestly scared. You were worried that he might’ve spent the night with you because he was just drunk and nothing more.
You tried to take his arm off of your waist in an attempt to collect your clothes and leave before he woke up, but his groans wrapping his other arm around your waist pulled you into his chest. It’s obvious at this point that he’d wake up if you move.
Slightly shaking him, you felt your heart-rate double. “Jungkook… wake up. I need to go.” He groans a second time and stretches his legs. “Morning.” He smiled with a dazzling dreamy look. “I have to go, can you take your arm off of me.” You tried prying his hand off of you.
“It’s a weekend… you don’t have to go.” He then began to pepper kisses all over your face heading towards your neck. “Okay! Okay! Stop it that tickles.” You laugh. “I thought I was a one night stand.” You mumbled laugh dying down. He suddenly jumps into a sitting position. “What? Of course not. I care about you and I have since high school.” He held you close once more.
“Is there something that happened in high school that I completely erased from my memory. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to invalidate your feelings but what is it that you remember?” You held his hand.
His arms relaxed as he pulled you back into bed. Holding you ever so gently you sighed, you honestly could get used to this. “Well, I’ve seen you in school a couple of times. You wouldn’t really talk to me or my group of friends, like most would do. I found that unusual yet I didn’t care enough to talk to you.
Then, the whole rumor about me and my family started going around. My friends became two-faced and tried buttering me up for their own gain. I won’t get into details of what happened with my family at that time, some horrible stuff happened with my dad, he said some stuff about my deceased mother in front of his young wife.
I told them that I wanted to change schools because of my old friends and they agreed after a week of arguments. Around that my depression got really bad. That’s when we talked for the first time on the-”
“Roof.” You cut him off as you remembered a small detail. “Yeah, I was planning on ending it all then you entered. I remembered that you were the only one that hasn’t really spoken to me in school. I thought you were going to judge me, but you didn’t. I stepped back as I waited for you to leave so I can…
Then, you walked towards me unexpectedly and kneeled to tie my loose sneakers lace. I thought how crazy is life, the moment that the world collapsed on my shoulders you showed up to stop me from tripping on my laces. Then I started crying.
The hug that you gave me was wordless but it made everything feel lighter. You told me that everything was going to be okay and that I’d have you by my side, a stranger.
You kept me in your arms for a good twenty minutes, once I stopped crying like a baby, you kissed my forehead and said that you’d be ready to listen to me whenever I felt like talking. I thanked you and we never saw each other again. Well, until yesterday that is.” He kissed your forehead.
“Wow, how can I forget that? You were like a lost bunny…” You smiled holding his cheeks. “That doesn’t matter, I found you again. I won’t tell you that I love you, because it’s a little creepy and too early but I can say that I have intense feelings towards you.” He said, earning a giggle from you.
“Me too Kookie, I have intense feelings towards you too.” You kissed his lips then placed your head on his collarbone inhaling the nostalgic scent of your teen years.
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Summary: Having met the love of your life under such abnormal circumstances and having him push you out of his under such sorrowful circumstances, he realized after years that he gave you apart of him that allowed you to live with the pain.
Rating: 15+ (If the warnings trigger you please don’t read.)
Warnings: mentions of abortion, pregnancy.
Word Count: 4.2k
Notes: As many of you like the first shot, I don’t honestly feel that it matches the level of greatness... As it’s missing the smut factor, if you’d like it, send me asks, I can write a drabble or two of vampire!Hoseok. I do hope that it is to your liking babes.
Part 2: A Wish Granted in a Miracle
Nights passed since you went into that house. You were asked to stay in the hospital as your body was weak, it wasn’t anything that he did. Hoseok actually took care of you that night. He made sure that you were okay, it was you that caused this to yourself.
You had exhausted yourself trying to get into that mansion. Crying and banging against the door until you collapsed. The reason that you were hospitalized is because of the recurrence of that situation.
Going to that mansion everyday to just be able to see him again. It was futile. He would never allow the door open. After enough times, you began wrecking your body, leading you to the situation you’re in now.
Your mother forced you to take a break from college and you were hospitalized in an attempt to stop you from damaging your mental and physical state. The doctor would allow you to walk around the hospital’s premises and nothing more, it felt as if you were a caged bird.
Your freedom lies with Hoseok. You wanted to see him and that was the only thing that kept you from losing your sanity. It was the fact that you’d eventually get to see him if you got better. You even thought of bulldozing your way into the mansion.
As for your mother at the time, she had asked her high school classmate that had become a chief in the town police to check the building that is Hoseok’s home.
For some reason, he thoroughly checked the house and came out with nothing. Hoseok had let him in, you were sure. He just wanted them to let the whole situation go, he probably flipped the basement entrance into the wall so he wouldn’t see what you saw.
He didn’t even take him as sustenance. You wondered what was to happen to him if he didn’t feed for a long time.
You didn’t really know much about him, at least he didn’t give you the time to learn anything about him or his kind. That didn’t stop you though, you had asked your sister to bring in your laptop from your apartment as you weren’t allowed to retrieve it.
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A few weeks passed and you are currently sitting by the window of your shared hospital room. Your roommates were an old lady that has at least a member of her family visit her daily. The other roommate’s in a coma and had one visitor that would come only twice a week at the specific time of four o’clock afternoons every Tuesday and Friday.
As for your third roommate… he passed away days ago without any visitors. You rarely laid on your bed other than the times you slept. Sitting by the window seal is what you do usually as you can gaze at his house from there.
The nurse walks in with her tray at hand. She smiles at the old lady as she heads towards. “Y/N. You need to stop sitting that close to the window.” She scolds her voice as gentle as ever. “Sorry. I don’t have a reason to stay here but you guys are keeping me here for no reason.” You complain about jumping to your feet.
Her eyes soften as she sighs. “I understand you, that’s why we’re doing the last tests so you can leave.” She smiles. “Really?!” You jump twice before enveloping her in a hug.
“Yes! So let’s do well on this test.” She giggles having you sit on the bed. After taking a few blood samples she asks you about how you feel and all is well. “Y/N, when was the last time you had your period?” Your blood runs cold. You haven’t had your period in more than a month at this point.
Your gaze falls to the ground, your heart begins to race. “What…?” Her worries fall into the right place. “Y/N? When was the last time you had intercourse?” She’s almost as panicked as you are.
“That night… the night I got locked away.” You sigh shaking your head, you couldn’t believe it. You couldn’t believe that your wish to see him again was granted to you in a miracle.
Most people your age would be devastated, they’d think their lives are ending or at the very least halting for a long while. You were happy, he left a part of himself with you. You knew that you loved him the moment he touched you.
Tears run against your cheeks. “Can we make sure of this? I want- to make sure it’s real.” You wrap your arms around her in an excited hug. “We’re happy about this?” She looks a bit confused.
“Delighted. I want to make sure that I’m pregnant.” You grin. “That sounds exciting.” The old lady coughs. “It is.” You jump. “Don’t do that. You might hurt the…” The nurse stops herself to smile.
You have so much to do. There is all the normal baby stuff that you have to look into and there is also the vampire side of the whole thing. Is it safe for you to carry the baby? Is it safe for the baby to grow in your body?
Your mother comes into the room a while after the nurse leaves. She held a bag of what you assumed were lunch. She was never the greatest cook but she tried her best, especially the last few days.
She takes a seat by your bed, she notices your excited exterior. “Do we have good news?” She peels an apple for you. “I do. At least for me.” You smile. You honestly have no idea how she’d react.
Your mom never finished college because she ended up having your sister around her last year of college. She always seemed regretful about missing out on finishing up her education.
The nurse walks in with a clipboard in hand. Giddy as she is you know what’s stated in those papers. She smiles once more. “Mom, I’m pregnant.” You close your eyes waiting for her to berate you.
“What?” Her voice being that low scared you even more than it would when she yells. “I’m pregnant.” You repeat. “Are you considering your options?” Her face’s rigid. She wants you to get rid of it.
“No. I’m having it.” You say making it sound final. “Do you know the father?” She looks down. “What? Of course I do. It’s not like I sleep around with whoever comes by.” She was insinuating something from her past inferiority complex.
“I need you to think about your future. You have to consider abortion.” She says quietly as if she’s almost ashamed. “No! Mom, I am not aborting my baby! Not for your inferiority complex or the fact that you’re living your dreams through me finishing college!” Everyone’s attention is on you.
“Y/N, if you do this I won’t pay for your college tuition or living expenses.” Her threats are petty, but you can’t believe that she thinks that low of your confidence to say no. “Fine by me. I’ll move elsewhere and get a full-time job.” You feel tears cascade against your cheeks.
“Y/N you don’t understand how difficult it is to be a single mother, at least I had your father…” Her voice breaks. “That’s exactly why you shouldn’t be telling me that you’d disown me if I have a baby but I guess it’d be your way or the door. And I’ll gladly choose the door. Nurse Min! Give her the discharge papers.” You stop your voice from breaking.
“Y/N please! You have to listen to me. I don’t want this to be how it becomes between us.” Tears ran down your mother’s face. “I can’t do that. I can’t let anything happen to my baby.” You covered your stomach protectively.
“We can discharge you in a couple of hours, we just need to have all the results of the tests to come out.” The nurse says as she tries to cut the tension in the room. “Please leave.” You tell your mother.
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Your mother left after creating such a mess. Honestly you were embarrassed, as the other patients and some of the old lady’s family members were there to witness all that happened. You had closed the curtain around your bed to be able to cry without anyone seeing.
You pick up the phone to check the time and it’s three-fifty-nine. You place the phone on the table and sigh. The moment your back touches the pillow the curtain is hauled quite roughly.
He stands tall, maybe as tall as Hoseok. His hair’s raven black long enough to be tousled around his face covering a bit of his eyes. Skin so pale that it almost resembles Hoseok’s.
He’s wearing a black button up with black slacks. His long, pretty fingers encased with gleaming silver rings. A small silver chain lays just above his collarbone. As graceful as he seems there is a deadly aura about him.
He’s the only one that visits the patients that’s in a coma. His eyes narrow at you as he suddenly grabs your wrist roughly and hauls you out of your bed. He then begins to drag your struggling figure behind him out of the room.
You wanted to scream but it’s if there was a force in the air that’s stopping your mouth from opening. The old lady watches with terror, but just like you she isn’t able to open her mouth let alone move her body.
You keep struggling, though you stop the moment he glances at you with eyes that are deadly that you felt your spine tingle. “Please.” You manage to whisper. “I’m not going to hurt you… I just want to talk.” He then leads you into the rooftop of the hospital building.
He gently lifts you up because you aren’t wearing shoes. He places you on the bench by the roof garden that’s empty for some reason. “I’ve seen you at least five times since I came into this hospital. Why do you suddenly want to talk to me?” You say, voice so small.
“I can smell what’s in your womb. It’s kinda like me.” He mutters looking into the sky. “What? You’re a vampire?” You’re truly as startled as you can be. You never really thought about it but there are probably more than just him and Hoseok.
“So, whomever you slept with told you. It would be troublesome if you weren’t bearing his child.” He states. “He didn’t tell me I just figured it out. He bit me. And why would it be troublesome if I wasn’t pregnant?” You glance at your feet.
“Anyone that discovers our kind either gets killed or has their memories altered. But since no one wants to raise a half-breed, you live raising it the way you want. As a vampire if you want him to out live normal humans or as a human if you want him to live like you.” His hand lays on your stomach surprising you.
“What’s your name?” You ask. “Taehyung.” He mutters. “Why do you visit a human? Is she your lover?” You smiled. “No, she got herself in that situation stupidly trying to protect me.” His smile is so sad.
“Sorry, I won’t ask any further.” You mumble swinging your feet back and forth. “I can help you with this rascal. But, if you don’t mind me asking, where is his father?” He takes a glimpse at your suddenly saddened eyes.
“He’s hiding. We’re playing a really hard game of hide and seek. I know where he is but I can’t seem to open the door. Does that make any sense?” You chuckle awkwardly at your riddled answer.
His hand still laying on your stomach, “Yes, actually. Our kind had a rough time when yours knew about us. We loved your kind so much, you were precious to us. We’d rather be killed than hurt you. You didn’t feel the same. You haunted us in fear of our superior instincts. So we just made you forget that we exist and lived a lonely life.” He sighs.
“You are different though, you seem to care for this fella. How lucky he was to come across you.” He smiles. “Listen, I’ll help you navigate your way with this baby. And you do me the favor of telling me the name of this vampire. I might know him.” He holds your hand gently in encouragement.
“His name is Hoseok. He lives in that mansion.” You can point to it from where you are. “That’s unfortunate.” His voice becomes somber as pain is clearly apparent on his features.
“You know him. Then you can tell me how to open that door. Tell me how I can enter? I want to see him so bad.” Sobs begin escaping you all the sudden, your heart begins beating really fast.
“I can’t. No vampire can enter there. And humans can enter only if he allows it.” His voice lowers. “Then what am I supposed to do?” You covered your face.
“You can try lifting the curse. Hoseok was cursed into living in that mansion by himself for an eternity.” He wraps his arms around your shoulder to give you some shield from the sun.
“He fell in love with the wrong person and when she found out she cursed him out of disgust. She told him that he betrayed her feelings. The only way that he can escape the curse is if he kisses someone that truly loves him with all their heart.” He says.
“But I did that. I swear to you that I love him with all my heart!” You stand up. “I don’t doubt that for a second. But it’s not exactly on his lips more like where the curse symbol is on his body.” He explains.
“He won’t let me see him.” You pout, more tears run against your cheeks. “We’ll figure out a way. So just take care of yourself and him.” He places a hand on your stomach. “You’ve been calling it him for a while now.” You glare sniffing.
His laugh is so delightful. “Because it is a him.” You pout, “Way to ruin the surprise.” You giggle as you allow him to lift you once more.
-
You eventually ended up moving away from where you lived after quitting college. You’ve had a hard time but with the help of Taehyung you managed to survive pretty well actually. In your small apartment you live with your baby boy, Hyun.
Yes, six years passed since the day your mother disowned you. Hyun was worth it. He’s truly a blessing. He’s such a good boy. He enjoys taking care of you and Taehyung once he visits with his girl. He gives you cute massages when you need it. He tries to make you sandwiches but he fails miserably most of the time.
He reminds you greatly of Hoseok, even though you’ve known him for like a day. He cared for you just like that though.
Today’s the day that you’re going to see your family for the first time in six years. Your father had asked you to visit for Christmas as he missed you greatly, you did hesitate to agree but you missed them too, no matter what your mother might’ve done. You knew it was her way of care.
Sitting on Hyun’s bed you watch him pack his clothes into his tiny suitcase, eyes sparkling in excitement. “You seem happy?” You ask. “Yes, Hyunnie is going to meet Grandma and Grandpa.” He places the toothpaste with a giggle.
You’ve never badmouthed your family in front of him for disowning you. Actually you’d praise them. How good your father was at cooking because of your mom’s bad cooking, your mother’s tough love for you that helped shape you to be the best you could be, and your sister being your protector all throughout your life.
When he would ask why you couldn’t meet, you’d tell him that you got separated because Santa saw you were a bad kid many Christmas(s) ago. So he punished you.
You pull him into your lap. “Will the house you met daddy in, be there?” He asks as he plays with your thumb. “Yes, but daddy might not be there anymore.” You smile as you kiss the top of his head.
After putting him to sleep you head to your room to organize your suitcase. You sit on the floor as you feel your eyes stinging you with tears. “Fuck. I miss you, dickhead.” You wipe you tears with the back of your hand.
-
You’re standing in front of your parents’ house on the day before Christmas. Anxiety fills as you imagine how your mother might react to seeing Hyun. You take a deep breath then you ring the doorbell.
After a moment of shuffling the door opens. Your mother stands in front of you. She looks a little different. She has a few wrinkles and maybe a few gray hairs. Her eyes are wide. Hyun runs from behind you and jumps into her arms. “Grandma! Hi!” He giggles in her arms. “Hyunnie!” You hurry to take him off of her, she stops you.
“How glad am I to meet you baby.” She kisses his forehead. You feel a few tears escape your eyes.
She lets him in to meet the rest of the family. “I’m nervous to ask, why does he not hate us?” She asks, a glint of guilt comes into her eyes. “As far as he knows, we couldn’t be together because I was on Santa’s naughty list many years ago.” You smile as you rub her arm gently.
You sat with your family as Christmas eve passed quickly. Your family made sure that the both of you got gifts on Christmas. Which was very nice of them. As for Hyun, he made all of them cards and chose best-grandparents slash aunt shirts for them.
After the night ended you both fell asleep in your old room, that your mother made sure was cleaned to an extreme. She has apologized to you well over twenty times that night. She felt extremely bad after she met Hyun, as a good boy he was.
You open your eyes as your alarm rings to wake you up. You move your hand up and down in search of your baby boy. The moment you notice that he wasn’t there you jump up in panic. You call your mother asking if she hasn’t seen him and then you see that his shoes weren’t at the door.
-
Hoseok had a few visitors in his mansion in the past six years. As usual a bunch of kids sneaking in as their friends would challenge them to face their fears.
He’d only feed to sustain himself. After he’d knock the visitors out of conciseness and withdraw blood from their passed out figures.
The only person that he was never able to forget is you. He wondered for so long how you were doing as you stopped visiting him years ago.
They weren’t really visits, more like excruciating begging from your side and guilt from his. He knew that he couldn’t see you. You didn’t have the ability to help him. No human was. He tried to get the curse to stop but it never works. No human ever truly loved him like the said they did.
He sits on his bed as he feels a person enter the mansion. A short person? A kid. His face scrunches up in confusion as he closes his to sense his presence more accurately. The kid smelled familiar yet he couldn’t put his fingers on it.
Hyun wanders around the hallway in hopes to find the door you’d describe to him every night before bed. Most kids would ask their parents to tell them a bedtime story, Hyun wanted to hear the story of how you met Hoseok.
You would tell him that you entered this old mansion when you were younger because you had to face your fears. You ended up meeting his daddy. He hugged the fear out of you as you talked all night. Then like magic with love Hyun was in your belly.
He would hear the details of the scary door that was at the bottom of the stairs and how it held something so precious all though it might’ve pushed people away.
Hoseok doesn’t really know what to do. He had never seen kids at least not as young as Hyun come into the house. He contemplates just letting him back outside, but then again he was curious. What would a kid this young be doing here? Why would he not be scared?
The hallway flipped and Hyun could see the staircase that you described to him. The door at end of it wasn’t as scary as you told him, or just maybe because the person that you love, his daddy is behind that door, it didn’t seem as terrifying to him.
His small feet lead him down the stairs slowly as he didn’t want to trip. As he reaches by the door, Hoseok doesn’t expect what he hears, “Daddy? Are you in there?” A tiny voice mumbles. “Please open the door.” He continues.
Hoseok’s hand clasps around the doorknob when he hauls the door towards him he sees this cute short figure standing in front of him. His eyes are shining with excitement, lips curved in a smile that seems so familiar to him.
Hyun wraps his arms around his calf as his head reaches a few centimeters above his knees, “Daddy!” He giggles as tears ran against his cheeks. “I missed you.” He laughs as he cries.
“I’m not your dad kid, Hyun.” He smiles as he sits on his knees to meet his gaze. “You are too. Mommy always told me how she met you here.” He hugs his neck. “Mommy?” He questions wrapping his arms around his shoulders.
-
You had looked for Hyun for hours, not being able to find him you thought to head into the mansion. You always told him about it, he might as well be extremely curious.
You are on your feet in front of his mansion once more after six years. Gripping the doorknob you miraculously open it. The moment you are inside you begin running through the familiar hallways. As you search for the staircase you realize that Hoseok might be distracted. The house wasn’t shifting.
You see the staircase that you weren’t able to forget for even a second. You skip as you jog down the stairs. Slamming the door open you see Hyun sitting on the bed and Hoseok standing about to hand him an apple.
As Hoseok turns around to see the source of the loud sound as can’t believe that he didn’t notice a presence for being occupied, you jump slamming your body against his. His hands hold your waist as he takes in the scent he could never forget.
You slam your lips against his as you wrap your arms around his neck, earning an ‘ew’ from your son. “How’d you get in?” He pulls you away. “You left the door open, idiot.” You kiss him again.
“You need to leave.” He mutters as his hand pulls you away. “Hell no, I won’t. I can’t live without you, you need to understand that.” You attempt to hold your tears in front of Hyun.
Hyun jumps off of his bed and he hugs your leg. “What’s wrong mommy? Are you sad?” His hand caresses your calf. “Mommy?” Hoseok questions.
“Yes. Hyunnie is my son.” You place your hand on his head. “What have you told him about me?” His voice is trembling. “Why does he call me dad?” He holds your chin.
“Because he is your son.” You grip the hand that holds your chin gently. “Do you know how impossible that is? A hybrid child?” He breathes. “I know. I heard from Taehyung. But I haven’t slept with anyone but you in my whole life.” You lay a gentle kiss on the inside of his palm.
A moment of silence passes, a gentle light illuminates on his hand for the briefest of moments. You aren’t really sure what’s happening but his eyes fill up with tears. “What’s wrong?” your voice breaks in worry and Hyunnie’s eyes are wide at his tears.
Hoseok wordlessly envelopes you in the tightest hug you probably have felt. “You do love me…?” He kisses all over your face earning another ‘Ew’ from Hyun.
“Of course I do. You made my wish come true with a miracle. Then I get to see because of this miracle.” You pull up Hyunnie into your arms.
Hoseok takes Hyunnie from you with the happiest smile he could ever give. “I love you so much. I just didn’t expect you to feel the same, it hasn’t happened before.” He says as he heads towards the door of the room.
Watching his back as he exits the room makes you realize that you broke the curse, you truly did love him. As your wish came true with the miracle he gave you, he wanted you to know that you were his hope, his miracle, and what he wished to be with.
He turns around to clasp your hand in yours as his feet move up the stairs of the old mansion. Leaving his past to be with his future.
Just read your Jin and Hobi oneshots YAAAASSSSSS thank you so much for writing 🖤🖤🖤 okay that moving house through me for a loop omfg I don’t think I’ve read anything like that in a fanfic before AND THE ENDING NOOOOOO WHY YOU HURT ME LIKE THIS 😭😭😭😭 omfgomfg the ending of your Jin fic sooooo satisfying and adorable I love the childhood best friends to lovers trope 👌😩 -anon Hana🖤
I am sooo glad that you liked it. As I said I tried something that I've never done before and it became my favorite *the hobi fic* 😍
I'm a sucker for tragedies. But as popular demand I'll make a sequal with a happier ending. 🥰🥰
Thank you so much hana, having you recommend your preferences allowed me to create pieces that I never knew I was capable of creating. ❤😳🥰😘
So again I there aren't enough words to tell you how much I appreciate you and your kindness.
Hey ^-^ just wanted to see how you were since it’s been a while since I sent an ask things have been chaotic bc of the blatant racism and police brutality in my state and I’ve just been feeling so angry, pissed off, sad, and just utterly disgusted with America this past week so I’ve kinda been trying to stay away from the news to give myself a break at times but I hope you’re staying safe and taking care 🖤 I saw you posted some new fics recently and I’m excited to read them -anon Hana🖤🖤🖤🖤
I feel you. My social media feeds are full with all that's going on in the states. It's really unfortunate that people don't have the decency to see others as humans. I am not going to say anything else because I am not from the states and I wouldn't exactly know what's going on like you guys do. I can just hope that it gets better. My heart is with you. ❤❤❤
My lovely hana, take care of yourself. It's important that you take a break and find some relaxation at such difficult times. 🥰
I honestly am glad that you are doing well despite how shitty 2020 has been so far. Thank you for keeping in touch, I get really happy when I hear from you. 😘😘
I hope that you enjoy the new hobi fic as it's my FIRST VAMPIRE AU!! 😁
Hi can you a sequel to hoseok “be careful what you wish for” and happy ending 😭 Pleaseeeeee pleaseee 😭😭😭😭😭 I really live your writing and I really want this story to have a happy ending 😭🙏🏻 Thank you!! I love you~ 💜
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I was actually thinking of making a sequel or even a series out of this one shot because I loved writing it. So thank you for showing your love for it. It made me look forward to writing parts for it!! 🥰😍❤
Hopefully you'd get something in the next two weeks. I also wanted to say... I LOVE YOU TOO BABE!
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Hi can you do a sequel to hoseok “be careful what you wish for” please 😭🙏🏻 please make a happy ending! pleaseee thank you! and I love your writing! I love you!! 💜💜
OMG! You have no idea how much it means to me that you enjoyed it! I actually was thinking I'd make it into a two-shot or even a series if any one asked for it! And that's you!! ❤❤❤
So hopefully next week or the after I'll post a new part!
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Genre: Vampire!au, College student!reader, Vampire!Hoseok, smut, slight!angst.
Summary: Dared to visit the abandoned house of the town by a bunch of idiots, you don’t know that a stupid wish of yours comes to be true in the worst yet best way possible.
Rating: 18+ (If the warnings trigger you please don’t read.)
Warnings: Virgin!reader, loss of virginity, mention of blood, fingering, spanking, dirty talk, name calling, spitting, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (stay safe kids), creampie, manhandling.
Word Count: 2.9k
Notes: I can honestly say that this is one-shot is probably my favorite of all that I’ve written in like ever. I would like to thank Hana for telling me about her preferences, I didn’t think I’d enjoy writing a Vampire!au to this extent. So I’m pretty grateful. 😊😊😊
UPDATE: So... a part two is coming. Thank you for all the support and the love this fic is receiving.
Part 1: Be Careful What You Wish For
The whole walk through this dark hallway you feel your heart is situated in the pit of your stomach. You don’t even know why you agreed to follow through with this stupid dare.
Oh, yeah! Your stupid best friend threatened to reveal your most embarrassing secret to the group. Is she even your friend? She dares you to face your worst fear and if you’re to refuse, she’d make you the laughing stock of the campus. Fuck this whole situation.
At the stupid sleepover that she dragged you to she dares you to pay a visit to the abandoned mansion at the end of town. You don’t even know why college kids your age even gather to a sleepover at their age like a bunch of middle-schoolers.
Walking in this empty hallway, you had your phone flashlight switched on so you could at least not trip as you wander around. You shine some light up to the wall you see old portraits that seem to be from centuries ago.
As a child you remember your grandma telling you about this mansion. It was in this town hundreds of years ago and no one dared to rebuild it let alone remove it.
Why wasn’t it a historical treasure used for tourism? Every person that set foot in this place were a part of three groups, they become insane, missing or found dead.
Remembering those details you feel your heart begin to race, probably faster than it should. God, you could’ve lived with the embarrassment. Why did you stupidly choose to listen to that toxic fucker? You are so done with her if you come out of this building alive.
Your steps slow as you begin to inhale the scent that came towards you from the farthest north. It’s of lavender. It relaxes your thumping heart. You know deep down that this is the end. Feeling one last pleasure before you die.
“Why couldn’t I lose my virginity before I came to this stupid house? God how much I want to lose it.” You mutter, remembering all the moments that you rejected guys attempting to bed you.
You weren’t a saint, you just wanted to find the right one as lame as that sounds. Thoughts of all the things you wish you did before dying comes rushing to you. As you feel your heart-rate picking up again, the scent of lavender becomes stronger.
Instead of thinking like an idiot you choose logic. You start walking the opposite direction of the scent. The desire to live takes over your body. It’s stronger than the stupidity of relaxing at this moment. Feet picking up their pace you hear a growl behind you.
When your hand reaches for the door knob you hear a screeching sound, it isn’t near you. Turning the doorknob to the side you expect to see the yard in front of you. Well, that’s an expectation, you come to realize why the people that made it out were considered insane.
It’s a staircase that leads to a basement. It isn’t the yard… the house shifted. When you turn back you see that the hallway is way shorter with no other way to go just this door in front of you. Not wanting to lose sanity you just choose the only other option, you sit on the ground by the door after shutting.
You refuse to move. You refuse to walk into your death. You switch off the flashlight and wait. Closing your eyes trying to sleep through this rough quality horror movie that you’re experiencing, you are not going to go straight to death.
You’ll try to elongate the time you have. Maybe the door will return to the way it was after you wake up. Resting your head on the doorframe you try to persuade yourself to fall asleep.
-
The sun, you thought it would be up when you wake up but it isn’t. Checking your phone for the time you see that’s nine in the morning. There is no window, probably why it’s currently dark in the short hallway.
You lift your head to stare at the ceiling for a second, startling you a few wall lanterns fire up allowing you to have a better view of your surroundings. There’s a table at the end of the hallway that you haven’t seen before. Moving towards it warrily, you don’t smell anymore lavender.
On the table a plate is visible, it has a piece of toast and a cup of orange juice next to it, with an envelope closed with wax. You pick up the piece of toast sniffing it for any weird smells.
When you confirm it’s not poisoned at least you assume, you take a bite. It’s probably the best piece of toast that you’ve ever had. After taking a sip of the orange juice you pick up the small envelope. It smells of citrus.
Carefully opening it you see a small piece of paper in it. The letters on it are intricate, almost too pretty to be seen by you.
‘I apologize for scaring you. Miss Y/N you’re different from all the people of your kind. You are cautious and mindful of your surroundings, it makes you dear to me. I thought of hurting you but that all changed. I promise you that I will let you go if you talk to me for a while. I also will try my best to grant your wish of yesterday. I will wait for you at the bottom of the staircase. Love, J.’
Should you believe whoever this J is or should you just keep waiting by the door? Fuck it, your going to waste your life waiting. You either die or he let’s you go and at this point you don’t really care for either.
As your walk down the stairs lanterns light the way for you not to trip. Hands twisting the doorknob open, you peer into the room, just to check if it’s safe to enter. Realizing how stupid that sounds you move into the dark room.
A small white light reflects against the side of his face. He stands by the same table that was at the end of the hallway above the staircase. He’s ethereal. This man doesn’t look older than twenty-five. His facial expression tells you nothing of what he might feel nor think.
You feel a strange urge to pursue this man. Your feet take you to where he’s standing and you speak the first thing that came to your mind. You know exactly what his situation is. “How long were you locked in here for? Mister Hoseok” You glance at his name that was calligraphed at the bottom of his portrait.
“Why would you assume such a thing?” His gaze softens. “I don’t know who you do that voodoo magic stuff, you know flipping the house around and all, but why would you try to seduce me here if you can just come up those stairs and drag me back?” You mutter as you grasp his cold hand.
He pulls you into his chest. “I didn’t think you would be perceptive to that extent, my dear Y/N.” His arms wrap gently around your back. He’s nose buries into the side of your neck as he inhales your scent.
“I can keep you company. If you need a friend that is.” You smile. “Oh, dear. You don’t realize that I’m not capable of having friends.” He lets you go sorrow feeling his eyes. “What do you mean? I can be your friend, it's also my choice.” You glance from his eyes to his lips.
“You know that not many came back after coming into this mansion.” His eyes harden. “So? What does that have to do with us being friends? I am not judging you.” You attempt to grasp his hand.
“Well, the people that I let go were allowed to leave because they became incoherent as for the others they died as my supper.” His fangs grow causing you to step back. “See… you’re scared.” He snorts in disbelief. Disbelief in himself, why did he think you’d be any different?
“Are you trying to test me?” You mutter stepping forward. “Are you that doubtful of yourself? That someone would want to be by your side? Do you really think that you don’t deserve company?” You ask, he can visibly see that you're trying your hardest to hide your shaking hand.
You are clearly scared and he knows it, but why are you trying so hard? “I have killed thousands for hundreds of years. Why do you think I would deserve kindness from someone like you?” He growls grabbing your neck.
“Because you’re not evil.” Fear finally leaves you. “Are you sure about that?” He pushes you against his bed ripping your shirt off of your chest. “How about I grant you the wish of losing your virginity before you die?” He chuckles as his lips latch on your right nipple.
You feel yourself become wet in between your legs, a moan escapes your lips. “Are you scared now?” He pulls away to start sucking against your collar bone. His hands reach for your pants ripping them down your legs.
You’re supposed to be scared… you should be. It’s simply the scent of citrus that is emitted from his skin that calms your heart. You’re supposed to hate this to hate him… you just can’t bring yourself to feel that way.
“I want you.” You mutter almost mocking his attempts to terrify you. his hand moves from your breast to slide his fingers along your lower lips and you gasp a kiss into his lips. “I’ll make sure you don’t enjoy this.” He says while continuing to rub you teasingly.
He teases your folds a few more times before concentrating on your clit, rubbing it in rough, torturous circles. His lips move down your jaw to your throat, leaving hot open mouth kisses. “Hoseok fuck me- please I want you to.” He growls at you.
The combination of everything has you turned into a panting, moaning mess and you struggle to keep some logic in your brain. You slide your hand down his chest, curling your fingers around the bulge in his trousers.
Surprised to discover how hard he was, he hisses against your neck before biting down on the skin, causing you to cry out in slight pain. Blood smears against his lips. Not being able to contain himself he begins to suck the blood out of you.
After a while the ache in your neck subsides and you begin feeling pleasure. He runs his tongue soothingly over the now sensitive spot causing you to shiver against the top of his head.
Lifting his head into your palm you give him a kiss. “Make me cum- I want you buried deep inside me- I don’t want to walk for days.” You growl against his lips.
“You’re so filthy. You want to be used that badly by me- I guess a virgin like yourself would enjoy getting fucked raw.” He smirks against you causing a groan to escape you.
He sits up, gazing into your eye and the dark predatory look on his face causes your insides to become tense. “You’re not allowed to touch me until I’m finished with you, do you understand? If you do, I’ll have to discipline you.” He pushes your hand away from his body.
Nodding too shocked and breathless to speak back. He gazes at your face as he slowly pumps his finger in and out of you and he groans, “Are you going to be a good little slut for me? Damn, you’re already so wet.”
He slides his middle finger all the way into your hole, curling it upwards hitting just the right spot inside of you, causing you to moan. He continues to hit that sweet spot over and over again, using his palm to add friction and pressure to your clit.
He picks up speed and your thighs begin to twitch, the stiffness in your stomach building almost unbearably. You didn’t know what to hold on to, your fingers digging into his back, “Oh- Hoseok I’m- I’m so close.” He pushes your hand away.
“Didn’t I tell you not to touch me?” He flips you on your front. His hand lands a hit against your asscheeks. “Count.” He demands. “One-” You groan after the second hit.
A few moments pass as he continues to spank your ass “Ten-” He finally stops. He grasps both of your reddened flesh pulling them apart roughly. He spits against your hole earning a whimper from you.
You feel his spit slowly sliding against your pussy. Without warning his whole cock enters you. You groan as you feel the burn against your insides intensify. He doesn’t seem to care, as he pulls out and rams himself in you once more.
You whine in response, feeling the heat begin to build once more in your lower abdomen as his hips began to snap faster into you.
His face presses into the back of your neck, biting down hard enough to nick the skin at the joint between your neck and shoulder before sucking restlessly on the sensitive area, the blood escaping your body’s making you feel lightheaded.
“You like that slut?” He growls into your ear, changing the position of his hips so that his thrusts are sharper and forceful.
Each snap of his hips drags a kind of guttural sound from your throat whether you want it or not. You feel yourself growing closer to your second orgasm with each thrust and you pressed your face into the pillow beneath you.
You squeeze your eyes shut, throwing your head back as you reach your orgasm. Your cries are muffled by the pillow as he pushes your head against it “Fuck- your pussy is made for me slut. Do you like that?” He growls.
The speed of his thrusts increase and little grunts are slipping through his lips causing overstimulation to burn. You can tell that he’s close, his eyes close and brows furrow in strain. “Cum for me Hoseok, I want you to cum inside me- fill me up to the brim.” His eyes open in surprise to the sound of your voice, letting out a long groan as his hips stutter to a stop as he finds his own orgasm.
His cum fills you up, feeling your insides expand to hold his wetness, you release a scream as tears begin to roll against your cheeks. He pulls out of you abruptly, flipping you to face him roughly.
His hand slides down your chest to your stomach to your pussy. Three of his fingers are roughly pushed into your already filled cunt. His other hand finds itself on your clit. “What- are you doing?” You moan.
His fingers begin snapping inside you earning a guttural scream, you start writhing under his touch. His fingers are rough against your clit. You feel your third orgasm approach and it happens. You squirt on his face. He stops immediately.
He drags his fingers against your lips and shoves them into your mouth wordlessly. You say nothing but suck against his long digits.
He gets up to clean himself in the bathroom. You try to get up but the ache in between your legs is preventing you from doing so. He comes back with a towel and a bowl of warm water.
His hands are gentle against the inside of your thighs, his rubbing slowly climbs to your hole, it feels so intimate. That he’s wiping you that he’s willing to do this for you. “You know, I still want to be by your side.” You smile at him.
“Well, you can’t. I can’t have you here.” Sorrow laces his words. “Well, I’ll simply stay here. Surely you can’t drag me out of here.” You giggle pulling him into you. You place a gentle kiss against his lips.
He smiles at you. His hand wraps around your body, encasing you. You slowly feel yourself lulling into sleep.
-
Opening your eyes, you feel tears gathering in your eyes. Your body's laying outside the mansion with a warm blanket wrapping around you. You hear your friends screaming your name from a distance.
You lift yourself off the ground immediately as sobs escape you. You try to turn the doorknob but it doesn’t budge. “Please don’t do this!” Your cries get louder. You feel your friend’s hand wrap around your shoulder to support you from falling. “Hoseok! Please don’t push me away!” You collapse after knocking against the door aggressively.
“You were gone for a few days! Where were you?!” She yells at you. “It’s all your fault. I wished to leave here alive and I regret it!” You scream at her. “Leave me alone!” You shout, pushing her arm off of you.
“Please! Please… Don’t do this.” You feel yourself collapse.
-
The lights around you are bright, the hospital bed feels way less comfortable than Hoseok’s bed. Tears gather in your eyes recalling the way his smile appeared on his gentle face.
Your family and friends are surrounding your bed with worry lacing their faces. You could care less about their worries, sobs begin to fill the room causing your mother to begin crying with you. She feels her heart ripping at your state.
All that you regret at this moment is the fact that you weren’t careful when you wished to leave that mansion, you didn’t expect to meet your first love in it.
You ponder what the possibilities are, if you didn’t make that stupid wish…
Hmmm I’ve read a lot of fics & this ask won’t do it justice but to name a notable few: STS by gimmesumsuga, concentric by gingerpeachtae, moth to flame by bang-to-the-tan, ADOH by curly-bangtan, ethereal orbit by interludemoonchild, dig deep by johobi, pink glow by jungkookiebus, mintedmango’s hybrid fics, symbiotic by personawife, I like a lot of luxekook’s fics, once bitten twice shy by pbandjk these are just a few of my favs ^-^ -anon Hana 🖤
I will be sure to read all of them as soon as I have free time. THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH FOR THE RECOMMENDATIONS. I love seeing what my followers/readers enjoy reading. Please feel free to send me other recommendations. ❤❤
Again don’t feel obligated to write anything I mentioned they’re just my opinions & personal preferences although I hope my asks inspired your creativity ^-^ take your time writing what you want to write & I look forward to w
It's truly exciting to have to try something that I haven't done before. It really is important for me to try new things especially at current times because I haven't left my house in three months. 😢 So I thank you for you recommendations. I'll hopefully upload the fic at 1 pm BST. 🤗 plus I got myself a new phone so I'll be able to check in almost all the time. 🥰🥰
I just finished writing the Hobi one shot and I just want to thank Hana for telling me her preferences in fanfics. I never expected to enjoy writing a vampire!au this much. Like it’s probably my favorite piece of all the work I’ve written. Thank you and I hope that you enjoy it when it comes out. 😊😊
Just to inform you due to a change in my sleeping schedule, the series ‘You Don’t Even Know’ is going to be posted on Fridays 6:00pm BST. Sorry for the inconvenience. 😊😊
Summary: Apricity [n.] The warmth of the sun in the winter. The feeling of seeing him again gave you warmth that you’ve longed for after your tragic break-up.
Rating: 18+ (If the warnings trigger you please don’t read.)
Notes: I saw the pic in the header and it made me feel warm. So I wrote this. The pic is from BTS’s 2020 winter package for anyone that wanted to know.
Who were you before he broke your heart? It’s almost as if it’s been wiped out of your memory. Being in a relationship with your high school sweetheart seems magical enough for many. To be able to maintain that connection forever was the dream.
He just grew bored of you. So he casted you to the side to find ‘himself.’ You’ve loved him and you maybe still do, but there isn’t anything that can be done.
Ten years together, two were when you were in high school, four you were in college, two were when you both got your jobs and the last two together, you both were engaged.
He wanted you no longer when he came to feel his life being mundane. He was setting out for a journey of self-discovery or so he called it. You told him that you’d wait for him to come back but then he got angry.
“You’re just boring!” You remember him yelling at you. “You’re overbearing and a nuisance! I had to live with you blood sucking leech for ten years now!” He threw a vase across the room. “Just leave me alone you parasite!” That’s when a sob escaped you.
He called you a parasite. You let him out of your life after that. He was gone and you never saw him after that. You did want to know what became of him. Though, if you are to see him again you know that you’ll break down.
Moving into a new apartment, a more affordable one, in a new city was your first step towards being single for the first time in a long time.
You also changed jobs, leaving behind the excitement of product marketing, you became a receptionist at a small arts and crafts center that had opened recently for art lovers of the town.
Wanting a complete one-eighty degree change in your life you applied for the job and you were probably chosen because of your spectacular resume, working in large companies in the main city.
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Your usual weekend would be a night on your couch with a warm dinner that you made yourself. You’ve become accustomed to cooking meals for yourself. When you were with him you’d order or make simple foods.
When you began living on your own you learnt to cook for yourself at least three times a week and they had to be something that you’ve never cooked before. Although it doesn’t turn out to be good every time.
Today’s different for you. It’s Friday and you're getting ready to leave for the day. Packing up the contents of your bag you switch off the monitor in front of you. A gentle voice calls your name and you turn back.
“Y/N, if you’re free for the night why don’t you join me? I am headed to the festival that opened a few days ago. It would be great if you could come.” It’s your boss Lin, gently gripping your shoulder.
She has a beauty about her. The way she walks, the way she converses with others makes her seem so special. Lin is the gentle girly type that attracts many male students.
They always try to get her attention. In fact, many of the male students joined her classes just to interact with her.
“I don’t know. I don’t really enjoy crowded places.” You mutter while fixing the strap of your bag. “Oh come on, you don’t have to drink or be around people! They have a great guitar player this evening. We can just listen to him.” She really seems keen on getting you to go with her.
You sigh rubbing the back of your arm, “Um, sure, why not.” You hesitate. “Yay! We’re going to have so much fun!” She takes your hand, dragging you behind her.
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At this point you dread agreeing to go with her. Most people are gathered around the not-so-high stage where the guitarist’s playing a rather lovely tune. You couldn’t really see him, so you ask Lin to sit at the table farthest from the crowd.
After your third cola and Lin’s fifth shot of whisky, a man steps forward asking her to chat with him on the ferris wheel.
You really contemplate leaving them behind and going home to watch the new documentary about penguins on discovery channel while eating something you make.
You sigh texting Lin that you’re tired, and you decided to go home. As you fix the strap of your tote bag you head towards the gate of the park. “Y/N?! Is that you?” You hear a familiar voice call for you.
Turning to see who called you, you see a nostalgic face. It’s him. Your best friend. He had a guitar case on his back strapped across his chest as he waves at you. Kim Seokjin. Your childhood best friend.
You’ve known him since birth. Both of your parents were neighbors, and you were born around the same time so he’s always been around you when you were younger.
You’ve been friends for twenty-two years, but after college you went your separate ways. He moved to pursue music and you moved in with your ex.
Jin was always on your side all the time, you had many firsts with him next to you. No, not those kinds of firsts. More like your first birthday, your first toy, your first swim and so on.
He looks so different from when you last saw him. His hair is longer and not dyed any more. His body is larger, his shoulders are broader, and he seems almost taller than he was five years ago.
You can’t really blame him. You also changed, your body is a lot slimmer than it used to be. After all, you lost a lot of weight that you can’t seem to gain again after your break up.
“Jin? Oh my… it’s been really long.” Your voice is low with delight. You don’t know what to do. The last time you saw him you had an argument about how much you changed yourself to meet the expectations of your ex.
You’re not exactly sure if Jin’s necessarily happy to see you… All those thoughts disappear the moment he envelopes you in one of his warm hugs. “I am so glad I get to see you again.” His arms got tighter around your waist.
You exhale relaxing, tears are slowly forming in your eyes. “I thought you’d still be mad at me.” Your voice breaks making him pull away from your figure abruptly. “Don’t cry. You know me I can’t stay mad at you for even a second.” He wipes your tears with the back of his hand.
“Let’s sit. I need to catch up with you.” He leads you to a table near a pastry stand. He buys two cups of warm hot chocolate. You sat opposite of him by the small fairy lights that are looped around the fence.
“You really seemed to lose weight. Is it because of…” His concerns are almost spot on, he just doesn’t know that you have a broken heart. “Yeah but not like that. Uh… We broke up, a few months ago.” Your eyes avoid his.
“If you don’t mind me asking. What happened?” He holds your palm like he used to when you were in discomfort. “He didn’t want me anymore. I guess he got bored of me. I became a nuisance.” You try to keep your tears as you remember his harsh words.
“You did tell me. That it wasn’t going to work. That he should’ve loved me for me. Not an image that I created.” Your tears cascade against your cheeks.
“Listen. I didn’t mean what I said back then. I just wanted you to be loved for yourself. That’s all.” He moves his chair to sit next to you. His embrace is warm against your side, on this very cold night.
“I loved you… I still do, so I couldn’t stand watching you become something you're not for someone that didn’t deserve you.” His fingers caress your shoulder gently.
You maneuver your body to wrap your arms around his neck. His breath gets caught in his throat, though, his arms envelope your waist once more.
After you stop crying you spend the night with him as he tells you of how the last five years were like to him.
He tells you of the weeks he spent in countries that he travelled to, just to play his guitar to new people. Places he visited just to see people busk in the streets. The beautiful sights of nature that he has seen when he went to alluring islands.
“I have a souvenir for you. It’s at home so if you don’t mind coming over sometime…” He trails gently. “Of course. I’ll visit you soon.” You smile taking his hand in yours.
You could never say no to someone as warm as him. He’s the only one that didn’t change no matter what the world threw at him.
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You sit by the TV with a plate of rice and curry that you made a little too much of. Currently you’re watching a documentary on tiger cubs that got separated from their parents. As you take a bite of the food you realize that it’s a successful dinner.
Your phone chimes and you read Jin’s name. He shared his new phone number with you that night.
Jin – 7:57pm
If you’re not too busy. Would you like to come over?
You – 7:59pm
Sure, I’ll bring dinner.
Jin – 8:01pm
Great, I am starving. ╥_╥ *location*
You giggle at the emoticon that he sent. You get up to pack the curry into a microwave friendly tupperware with the rice in another. You place them into a tote bag with some of the salad you just made as an extra dish.
The journey to his apartment was pretty fast. You're just hesitating to ring the bell at this point. The door suddenly opens wide almost as wide as your eyes. “Why do you look like a child that was caught before causing trouble?” He laughs at your frozen figure.
“That’s not funny! Jin!” You pout, handing him the tote bag. He leads you through his bright hallway into his apartment. It honestly didn’t look that different from his previous home. His taste in furniture hasn’t changed much.
You sit at his dinner table as he brings out plates and utensils to eat the dinner that he heated up. He sits in front of you propping his elbow by his plate, a habit of his since he was in kindergarten. He used to prop his elbow to stabilize his arm as he ate.
You giggle at him as he takes the first bite. “This is really good. Wait. Why are you laughing?” He surely was curious. “You still do that.” you point at his elbow.
“Yeah. I still do.” He messed up your hair. Your gaze falls upon him as he continues to munch on the food in front of him.
He feels the same as he always has, he just looks mature. He almost looks like a man to you… A man that you would’ve not minded seeing if you weren’t at your current mental state.
“Jin? Did you ever get into a relationship after Mei?” You recall his relationship from your college years. “Uh, unexpected question. But no, I haven’t. There was a girl that I liked around the same time that I dated Mei, that’s why I broke up with her.” He mutters.
“I guess that I loved her too much. I may still love her. So, if I were to get into a relationship, it would almost seem like I am cheating on her.” He smiles at you.
You feel your heart flutter at his grin. He feels warm, you feel warm because of him. “Listen, if it doesn’t workout with the two of you. Can I wait for you?” You hesitate to confess.
You know now how much you want him for yourself. You know that you want him to yourself. How did you not see it before? He was the only person that understood you, the only person that made you feel good about being in your own skin. He still is.
“What?” His eyes are wide staring at you. “I know that it might mean nothing to you at this point. I may have come to realize that you’re the only person that could understand me and make me feel this good.” You confess.
“So, maybe in the future, you can give us a chance?” You mutter as he drops his spoon. “Y/N, this isn’t a joke? Because if it is… It’s not funny.” He gets out of his seat picking up the plates.
When he comes back from the kitchen he passes you to head to the couch but you grab his wrist. “It’s not a joke. I mean everything I just said to you.” You tug at him pulling him towards your seated figure.
He stands in front of you and for the first time in a while you nuzzle your face against his abdomen as your arms hold his back. He glances at the top of your head. His warm hand gently caresses your head. “It doesn’t have to be in the future.” He whispers
“Huh?” You look up at his face. “I want you. I’ve always wanted you.” He pulls you into a rough kiss. He wraps his arms around your waist. “I didn’t want to see you with him. I wanted you to be happy with me and no one else. I couldn’t help it.” Tears rolled down his cheek.
“I was a coward. I couldn’t stay and watch you love him. That’s why I left.” His face buried against your shoulder he continues to cry.
You feel a lump grow in your throat. “No- no. I’m the real coward. I was blind to see who did the most for me. I loved the wrong person. An- and I’m not making the same mistake again.” You hiccup holding his cheeks. You lay a gentle kiss against his lips.
“Sleep with me. No, make love to me.” You kiss his lips with passion you’ve never had before. He grabs your hand leading you into his bedroom.
He dims the lights, then over so smoothly lays your back against the bed. He peppers kiss against your collarbone down to your chest.
Looking at his face his eyes are glossed with raw emotions. As he begins to unbutton your blouse you start to feel flutters against your chest. You grasp his cheeks once more and licking his bottom lip. He opens his mouth and your teeth grip on his lip and he lets out a moan then he chuckles.
“That hurts you know.” He finally pulls off the top of your body. His lips latch on your collarbone, discoloring parts of your skin as he sucks tenderly.
His lips move down your body as he struggles to pull off your pants. Your hands move to assist him in removing it. He drags your underwear with your pants harshly and without warning, Jin’s mouth comes hot on your pussy, licking your slit and pressing the flat of his tongue on your clit.
He moved it up and down hard a few times and you moaned, arousal dripping between your legs already. He digs his fingers in the flesh of your thighs to still your writhing figure and starts to suck on your clit, making you arch your back against his velvet sheets.
Jin’s lips then pull away from your clit to press against your folds, dipping his tongue just the tiniest bit inside of you. You let out a shaky breath and shut your eyes, your legs lock around his head as you begin rubbing against his mouth. “I am so close. Please Jin. Please!” Your moans get louder.
“Tell me what you want babe.” He plunges his fingers into your cunt. “I want to cum with you inside me.” You beg. Your cheeks feel hot and his hand comes up to cup your face. He swiped a thumb across it. “I’ll give you anything you want princess.”
You barely have time to breathe before he shoves his length inside of you, the stretching burns just enough to make you groan.
Jin pushes himself all the way and stops, letting out a shuddering moan himself, he didn’t say anything to you, but you know he’s waiting for you to adjust. Your hands fists against the velvet sheets as you clench tightly around his length.
You place your hand against his chest to make him know that you’re ready for him to move. You lift your hips up a bit and a shiver shot through you when Jin pulled out of you halfway and then slid back in slowly.
At your signal to move, he starts at an unexpected harsh pace, thrusting hard enough to shake the bed. Your back arches one more time against the sheets and you don’t do anything to meet his thrusts, too dizzy in the pleasure that raises through your abdomen.
He slows down to kiss your lips. His thrusts become unhurried but deeper against your insides. “Good god- this feels too great babe. I am going to wreck you.”
He starts moving again, shoving in and out of you roughly. Jin’s hand released your cheek and trailed down your chin until the inside of his palm lays on your throat. You let out a shuddering gasp escape your lips when his fingers tighten around your neck, just under your jaw.
“Call my name- Tell me how much you need me.” He begs as his hand loosens against your neck.
“Jin- I am about to- Jin I am about to cum babe.” Jin pulls out almost all the way and then starts to thrust in and out of you again, pounding you as hard as he could.
You feel yourself come undone beneath him; you almost scream when he doesn’t stop thrusting. The overstimulation is starting to hurt, but you close your eyes shut and take it, knowing it would start to feel good again.
“No one else is allowed to touch you.” You shiver, the possessiveness in his voice making your toes curl and you wrap your arms around his neck to keep his body close to yours while he pounds his hips into you erratically.
“Say it.” he presses a kiss against your jaw. “Say that you’re only mine.” You bite your lip and shut your eyes as he fucks you. “I’m only yours.” You breathe “I only want your cock inside me, Jin.”
You feel his cock throb and twitch inside you and then he climaxes, white hot cum painting your cunt. You gasp and push your hips up toward him while he cums. He pulls out cum shooting on your clit. You reach your second high feeling his cum still spilling against your folds.
“That’s the best sex I’ve ever had in my whole life.” You kiss his neck gently. “I can say the same too.” He lays next to you.
His arms wrap around your body. “I love you so much. I’ve loved you since we were kids.” He confesses as you move your head under his chin.
“I guess I was blind to see that. But not anymore. I love you so much. I’d give up everything to be with you.” You peck at his neck.
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It has been five years since you got with Jin. You got married four years ago and you are happy, maybe the happiest you’ve ever been in your life. You even had a baby girl that looks just like her daddy. So pretty.
You stand by the kindergarten’s gate waiting for your baby jinhee to come out with her daddy. You see a familiar figure approach you. It’s him, the man that you were supposed to marry before you saw Jin again.
He walks with a woman surely younger than both of you. Remembering the thought that you would break down if you saw him again, you realize how wrong you were.
You feel nothing. You feel as if he was a distant passed memory from an old Tv show you watched before. He stops when he sees you. “Hey! Is that you Y/N? I didn’t think I’d see you again.” He smirks.
“Uh, What’s your name again?” You have genuinely forgotten his name. “Oh. Is that how you’re going to play it?” He grunts. “Are you still single after me?” He tries to strike.
“Actually no.” You smile once you see your baby girl hand in hand with your husband approaching you. “I’ll see around. I gotta go home with my babes.” You take Jinhee’s little hand into yours as you walk aways from his shocked figure.
“Was that who I think he was?” Jin held your baby’s other hand. “Yes, and that was a delightful encounter to be honest.” You kiss both of their cheeks. “Hey got to see my apricity.” He smiles at you kissing your lips.
“Ew mommy. What does that word mean?” She groans at the sight in front of her. “It means the warmth of the sun on a cold winter day.” You hug her daddy as he lifts her up.
“You two are the warmth in my life.” He kisses her forehead and your lips once more before you get into your car.
So I changed my mind... I post the Jin One shot soon because I really need to catch up on some sleep, and I don’t want to keep anyone waiting any longer in case I don’t wake up. So a Jin one shot coming right up! 😊😊😊
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