An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 7/?
Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Min Yoongi | Suga/Park Jimin
Characters: Park Jimin (BTS), Min Yoongi | Suga, Kim Namjoon | RM, Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung | V
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Dystopia, Dystopian Seoul, Hybrids, Cat Hybrid Park Jimin (BTS), Human Min Yoongi | Suga, Power Dynamics, Power Imbalance, Top Min Yoongi | Suga/Bottom Park Jimin, Morally Ambiguous Min Yoongi | Suga, Criminal Min Yoongi | Suga, Wolf Hybrid Jeon Jungkook, Rough Sex, Dom Min Yoongi | Suga, Sub Park Jimin (BTS), Slow Burn, Wolf Hybrid Kim Taehyung | V, Minor Original Character(s), Anal Fingering, Minor Violence, Yoongi is mentally unwell
Summary:
Jimin, a cat-human hybrid, dances for scraps in the slums of Yongsan, where synthetic food and barter are currency. The Plate, a saucer-like barrier that divides the city, keeps the elite far above the filth, and Jimin far below.
When Yoongi, a dangerous and magnetic man from above, takes a liking to Jimin, he gives him a taste of luxury. A glimpse of a life Jimin has never seen.
Jimin knows Yoongi is poison. He also knows he wants more, and he’s the only person who’s ever made him feel seen.
Yoongi is a moral foil. Jimin is desperate.
[This work contains some unsettling descriptions of violence/cruelty as a part of Yoongi’s mental depravity. Please don’t read if this is upsetting to you.]
Then we will definitely understand that common sense has rotted completely and mouse will rather ship sick, unhealthy relationships with a woman who doesn't even want it, than with a kind and romantically interested man who respects and appreciates his partner.
That they would be more satisfied with heterosexual lovers constantly quarreling than homosexual lovers supporting each other.
Come on, do it.
That doesn't change the fact that this is going to be the shittiest and far-fetched love line that has ever existed.
Do it, and then we'll all know exactly who really needs therapy.
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Summary: Jungkook decides karate is better than boxing and takes you to Dragon’s Gate, where you meet the Boy With the Dragon Tattoo.
Pairings: Yoongi/Reader
Rating: PG; swearing
Warnings: Swearing
Author’s Note: What should we do with our little Taetae?
You can find this work on my Ao3 as well at Lillith_Grax.
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Taehyung is looking at you with predatory eyes, narrowed at you with that smirk still on his face. It's hard to tell whether or not he's asking in a joking manner or he's asking because he's interested, but either way, it makes your skin crawl. Especially with Yoongi standing right next to you. What do you say? You're not really an item, but you don't want to have Yoongi thinking you don't want more, either. Neither Yoongi nor Jungkook come to your rescue; all three at the table waiting patiently, and perhaps curiously, for your answer.
"Well… I'm not available, if that's what you're asking."
Jungkook licks his lips and you lock eyes, he nods at you almost imperceptibly. It's his way of telling you that was a good answer. Taehyung laughs gleefully.
"I'm just being nosy," He sing-songs, nibbling on his bottom lip. So he does enjoy drama. "I don't mean to imply you're not attractive. But I'm sure you've been told that already."
Yoongi gives a nervous chuckle from over your shoulder and you feel his hand fidget on the back of your chair- you're hoping to God this little meeting hasn't changed his feelings about you, if he even has any. Taehyung is stirring up a lot of thoughts in your head and you just can't decide how you feel about this man. A part of you is annoyed that he's making things awkward, but another part of you understands that he has no idea what's really going on. He doesn't know you and Yoongi humped last night, doesn't know that Jungkook got his dick sucked by another guy, and only might know that he's got a huge crush. You clear your throat and try to do Jungkook as big of a favor as you can, feigning ignorance that he's head over heels for this man. You meet Taehyung's gaze.
"So, you know Jungkook from class? Or do you guys hang out often?"
"Oh, I know him from my sculpture and painting class. This is the first time I've seen him outside of class, actually…" he thinks, turning to stick his pouty bottom lip out inquisitively at Jungkook. "Are you busy right now? Or are you going to hang out some more with y/n?"
Jungkook's eyes go wide and pinball back and forth between the two of you. You can practically hear the thoughts racing through his brain, not wanting to bail on you as a friend, but you also know that right now he hates that Taehyung is seeing him not looking his best with bags under his eyes and a ratty hoodie on. Yoongi startles the group by speaking up.
"Have you guys eaten lunch or anything yet? There's that new tapas place next to the movie theater." He drops his head and looks you in the eyes. "Want to go?"
You know that he's asking the group but the way he's looking at you makes you feel like the only one in the room. His voice is soft, seemingly directed only at you, and for a moment you feel bad. You can tell Yoongi is not the social type, and he might just be doing this so he can spend more time with you.
"Ooooohhh." Taehyung perks up. "Sangria?"
"It's like, not even 1pm yet." You chuckle in a small voice.
"So?" Jungkook glares at you as if saying, don't fuck up my chance right now. "It's past noon, isn't it? Besides, I just had this huge coffee. It'll be fun."
Taehyung studies Jungkook's face for a lingering second. "You sure?
Maybe I shouldn't have mentioned it if you just went drinking last night."
"W-well-"
Yoongi cuts in, saving Jungkook from his stammering. "At least let me and Jungkook go home first and change. I just finished my classes for the morning and I don't want to go anywhere gross in my sweatpants. I'll shower meet you guys there in about an hour."
"Sounds like a deal." Taehyung stands, downing the rest of his coffee and already making for the door. "I'll get a head start on my first sangria before the rest of you get there."
Jungkook practically kisses Yoongi's feet once they get out to the parking lot. He waves to Taehyung as he drives away in his car and once he’s safely out of view, grabs Yoongi by the shoulders and lets out a huge breath.
"Oh my God, thank you so much. You really saved my ass; Taehyung has never seen me in anything other than my best and I think I just about died. I felt like I was being interrogated."
Yoongi scoffs and gives him a little one-sided smile. "It was hard enough watching you squirm, I got second hand embarrassment seeing you sweating bullets. Does he know your head over heels for him? It's written all over your big dumb face."
Jungkook's eyes go wide and he opens his mouth to argue, but he knows he flirts with Taehyung every chance he gets. The odds that he knows Jungkook wants him is most likely less than zero.
The three of you say your goodbyes and Yoongi makes sure you all have the right address. You make to part; but Yoongi walks you to your car, stopping you before you can get in. You’re still looking at the ground, looking at his shoes, trying not to notice the band of his underwear that’s peeking out from the top of his sweatpants. Before he says anything, the first thought in your mind comes out.
“You don’t have to do this, Yoongi. I mean, you don’t have to be social and go places and do things because of me.”
“Do you think I’m not the social type?”
“No!” Your head snaps up to him, terrified he’s getting the wrong idea. “That’s not what I meant, I mean I don’t think you’d do things just because of me, I mean…”
You stop your rambling when you notice the smirk tugging at the corner of his lips and your cheeks start to heat up.
“I’ve been thinking a lot about last night, y/n.” He says to you, head ducked and his voice so low, you try not to collapse onto the pavement then and there. “I, um… I get pretty bold when I’ve been drinking. I just don’t want you to think that because I don’t have my hands all over you like I did last night, I’m not interested.”
“I remember you said you’re usually shy.” You squeak out.
“It’s just-“ He starts, bringing a hand to swipe at his face, as if to shield it. He lets out a huff of air and his gummy smile shows through just for a second. He licks his lips. “I don’t want to give any mixed signals. I’m not good at this.”
“Good at what?”
He shrugs. “Relationships?”
Your heart sinks. “Oh.”
“I’m kind of an introvert, I guess.” His voice seems sad.
"Really, Yoongi,” you feel the need to repeat yourself. “Don’t go out and be all social for me. You should just be yourself and do what makes you happy.”
He takes a step closer to you, hand sliding along the roof of your car.
“Being with you makes me happy.”
“You barely know me, though.” You feel your cheeks getting hot at his proximity and bleat out a chuckle, crinkling your nose. “You’re not acting very shy right now.”
Yoongi lets out his own awkward laugh and he looks down at the pavement, his crooked smile once again making an appearance.
“I’m awkward,” He says matter-of-factly, derisive of himself. For a second he taps his fingers nervously on the roof of your car. “I do barely know you, but I want to know more. Unless you don’t want?” He adds the last part so softly it tugs at your heart strings.
“I do!” You respond a little too enthusiastically in Yoongi’s face, and he flinches.
You both giggle and he bites his bottom lip, looking at you with twinkling eyes.
“See you in an hour?” He takes a few steps back and let’s you get into your car.
You smile and nod and tell him you look forward to it.
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It takes you a hair over fifteen minutes to get to the movie theater from the coffee shop. When you park, you see the sign for the restaurant right next to it, and walk into the theater entrance. To your left is the entrance to the tapas place and when you squint, you can see Taehyung seated at a big table next to the fence that overlooks the sidewalk. It dawns on your that, duh, the other two had to go home and change, and you contemplate going to wait in your car- but of course, Taehyung spots you. He waves you over just as his first glass of sangria is being placed in front of him, and he leans over to say something to the waiter while pointing at you. When you get over to the table he gives you that huge boxy smile again and gestures for you to sit across from him. You hang your purse on the back of your chair along with your jacket and when you sit down, you notice his eyes giving you a quick once-over.
"Green is really your color, y/n" he says quietly, "it brings out your eyes."
You look down at the emerald green, plain v-neck blouse you're wearing, saying thank you and clearing your throat. He's still smiling at you and certainly doesn't seem like he feels awkward, but you certainly do.
"How is the sangria?" You offer, trying to change the subject.
He opens his mouth to answer when the waiter comes back over and places a glass in front of you. You thank him and Taehyung chuckles as he walks away from the table.
"I haven't tried it yet, I was waiting for yours to come. That would be rude of me." He picks his glass up and tilts it towards you. "Cheers! I hope you don't mind that I ordered you one."
It's good. Really good. The atmosphere in this place is warm and inviting; it's not too crowded since it's early and the smell of sizzling food has your mouth watering. It's decorated in lots of browns and reds and you find yourself smiling at the ambiance. You use a toothpick to pluck a frozen blueberry out of your glass, then a cherry.
"So what did you guys do last night?" He asks you in a sing-song voice, leaning on to the heel of his palm and looking at you through his eyelashes. "I didn't get all the details." He adds, smirking.
"We just went to karaoke and had a later night then we expected. It was a lot of fun." You answer simply, not wanting to divulge any more details. You wonder for a second if this is how he is when he's in his class. If he is, you can tell why Jungkook claims pretty much everyone has a crush on him- he's flirtatious and he's nosy. And people love when a person seems to want to know everything about them, it gives them the sense that the other person really cares. The goal is finding out if Taehyung really does care about anything at all or he just likes spreading gossip.
"Oh? Do you like singing?"
"I actually didn't sing any songs last night, ironically…" You chuckle and lift your glass to your lips for a sip.
Taehyung offers his own little laugh as well. "If you didn't sing at karaoke, what was so fun about it?"
You freeze in your seat. You know its an innocent, albeit prying question; he has no idea what happened between you and Yoongi. Although somebody like Taehyung who takes a lot of pleasure in snooping around in other people's lives probably has a lot of experience reading body language and knowing when someone is hiding something. You decide it doesn't fucking matter- it's none of his business, even if he wants to meddle, you won't let him.
"Watching other people sing is plenty fun! I like to dance along."
Taehyung gives titters out another little laugh and gives you an 'I see' over the rim of his glass.
Summary: Jungkook decides karate is better than boxing and takes you to Dragon’s Gate, where you meet the Boy With the Dragon Tattoo.
Pairings: Yoongi/Reader
Rating: PG; swearing
Warnings: Swearing; Taehyung is a little shit-stirrer, isn't he?
Author’s Note: This has turned into more of a slow burn than I intended... I just cannot help myself with these side characters. They stir up ideas.
You can find this work on my Ao3 as well at Lillith_Grax.
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Yoongi looks at both of you quizzically but gives you a gummy smile. He's not wearing his gi, just a plain white t-shirt and grey sweatpants, and you assume he must be done with his classes for today. You try not to let him notice you're staring but his shirt is just too tight and his sweatpants are just too low on his hips for you not to. A few lingering seconds on his chest let you know that the red on his chest is just ever so noticeable through the white fabric of his shirt.
Jungkook doesn't answer and looks everywhere but Yoongi's face, not sure what to say. Yoongi stuffs his hands in his sweats pockets, taking a deep breath and backing up a step.
"Did I interrupt something? I'll just go get my coffee and be on my way then."
He starts to walk away but you blurt out for him to wait and grab the leg of his pants before he can get too far. He turns to look down at you and you let go, feeling your face heat up in embarrassment. He didn't seem annoyed, or angry, but you wondered if knowing what happened between Jungkook and Hoseok would change anything. You've been told over and over that it was just a fling, it was a long time ago, but you can't help but feel the bile churn in your stomach whenever you think about it. You've never been friends with an ex before and that concept seems entirely foreign to you.
"Come down and sit with us after you get your coffee." Jungkook offers, saving you from having to think of words to stumble over. Yoongi smiles in affirmation and tells you he'll be right back. Your best friend just stares at you with a tired look on his face and shakes his head at himself.
"I should have known he might show up to the coffee shop thats right next to his dojo. I'm a fucking idiot." You notice Jungkook squint over your shoulder and then his eyes widen, a look of terror crossing his face and he sucks in a breath of air in a loud gasp.
"Oh, no." He whispers. "Oh no. Oh Goddddddd."
You spin around in your chair and look over to the counter. Yoongi stands off to the side, waiting at the end of the counter for his drink to be made. He's talking to another man who also seems to be waiting for his drink. He's a couple of inches taller, dark brown wavy hair falling around his eyes. He looks trendy in a floral print button down that shows a little too much collarbone, but it doesn't dawn on you the reason for Jungkook's reaction until you see him stick out his plump, pouty bottom lip at Yoongi.
"Oh my God." You whisper, whipping back around to face your friend. "Is that the hot artsy guy?! From Sculpture & Painting?!"
"Shhhhh!!" Jungkook takes his hood off of his head and swipes his hair back, internally panicking. You peek back over your shoulder and they both now have their drinks in hand, and you see the tall one point at Jungkook before they both start walking over.
"I look like shit. And Yoongi's going to bring up Hoseok." Your best friend whispers, almost inaudible. "This is a nightmare." He emphasizes the last word, eyes going wide. You notice Jungkook's struggle not to sink down into his chair to try and become invisible as they approach the table.
"Taehyung." He says immediately, offering you his hand to shake. You take it. "Nice to meet you." The smile that he gives you is dazzling. This close, you notice that he has a gold choker on, and big pearl earrings. You can feel a few rings on the long, slender fingers of his hand that you're holding. Very stylish, but different than Hoseok, you think. Expensive taste.
"Y/n. Nice to meet you too, Taehyung." You think about adding 'Jungkook has told me a lot of good things about you' to the end of your sentence, but you don't want to add to your best friend's embarrassment. You flick your eyes over to Yoongi, and he's smiling fondly at you. Warmth pools in your chest. Then you realize they're both standing, shifting weight on their feet, and you look around for extra chairs. Taehyung is ahead of you, walking around to your other side and pulling a chair in between you and Jungkook. You look up at Yoongi and he just smiles down at you, moving next to your seat to rest his hand on the back of it. You feel his thumb touch start stroking your upper back, but after a second he pulls his hand away, thinking better of it. Your stomach churns and you can't decide what you're feeling right now.
"Taehyung started student teaching when I was a senior at the university." Yoongi starts, "I recognized him from the class, but he says you're much better at the arts than I was, Jungkook."
Jungkook perks up and gives an 'Oh?' to Yoongi before glancing over at Taehyung, who's flashing him a winning smile. He chuckles when Jungkook glances away almost immediately and tries to cover his face with his hair. You watch Taehyung's eyes give him a long, lingering once-over; smile still plastered on his face. A thousand thoughts start to swirl in your head- there's something about Taehyung but you just can't put your finger on what you're feeling.
"Have a late night last night?" Taehyung's voice is smooth and velvety, but not sultry like Yoongi's. You try not to think about it too much so you don't get turned on. His smile has turned into a little teasing smirk, leaning towards Jungkook with an elbow on the table.
Yoongi interjects. "Oh yeah. I heard you mention something about Hoseok. Is he alright?"
Both of you freeze. Jungkook looks at you with pleading eyes. This man you just met, Taehyung- is just as gorgeous as Jungkook made him out to be. In that moment you figure out what that something about him is- he's beautiful and has an air about him that tells you he knows he's beautiful. You definitely believe your best friend when he says people fawn over him all the time. But something about the way he's looking at Jungkook tells you other things- that he knows Jungkook has been flirting with him, and he's totally into it. Maybe. And after all he's done for you, you try to think of something fast to save his ass. You turn and look up at Yoongi.
"He's fine! He just drank way too much last night and Jungkook was nice enough to babysit and make sure he got home safely, since Namjoon went home early."
For a second, as you're locking eyes with Yoongi, your heart pounds so loud in your chest you swear he would hear it. He shakes his head and rolls his eyes.
"Tch. Not surprised. He was always the lush of the group." He sticks out one finger from around his coffee cup to point at Jungkook. "Told you that wasn't Joon's scene. Surprised he even went at all."
He takes a sip of his coffee and you fight the urge to physically express how relieved you are. Thankfully, nobody is left to stew in their thoughts for too long because Taehyung speaks up, looking over at you from behind his wavy hair.
"Are you two on a date? Did we interrupt?"
In a complete twist of his attitude, Jungkook laughs.
"Absolutely not." He responds to Taehyung, almost sounding disgusted. You'd be offended if you didn't know the intricacies of this situation completely. Taehyung keeps looking at you, studying both you and Yoongi, and the wheels in his head seem to start turning. From the few moments you've known Taehyung you can't tell if you like him or not; you like that he's so forward but it also makes it seem like he enjoys drama.
"Is that so?" he laughs. Jungkook's eyes light up watching him laugh, you can see the infatuation written plainly on his face. But for some reason, Taehyung is still looking at you.
