miss you and your big brain. even if you’re not writing kpop fics currently, I do hope you’re writing /something/. you have a really special way with words and I find myself reading your old stuff every so often. so I hope you’re still sharing your words with the world somehow. Hope you’re taking care physically and mentally too 💕
Aww, thank you so much! Honestly, I haven't been writing anything and I really miss it.
I've been thinking about making a separate account and having OCs or something...idk.
The guy in your header looks like a fucking idiot.
Who is in my header??? I assume it's Jonghyun. In which case....yeah, lol. He was. But it was part of the reason he was so amazing. Love him and miss him so much ❤
So...I reread that story and...I don’t like how I wrote it. The pacing seems weird to me, the character is kind of...boring, I don’t shorten anyone’s name. It’s a lot.
So, to the anon that asked me to continue it: yes. Yes, I will still continue it but...I need to revamp it or something. I don’t know if I should just take down the old ones...and redo it. Or should I reblog/edit the originals? Idk. Let me know which sounds better
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Group: BTS
Pairing: Yoongi x Reader
Genre: Smut
You'd stopped drinking about an hour ago but your head was definitely swimming. Hoseok had been laughing and smiling for the past 10 minutes. Jimin's speech slurred every so often and his eyes were slightly lidded. Jungkook had passed out with Tae in Jimin's room about 15 minutes ago. Yoongi...well, you couldn't really tell just how far along he was. Rather than looking drunk, he somehow managed to just look tired.
“I really wouldn’t have expected you to come here” Jimin laughed, face reddened. Yoongi tilted his cup, drinking the last of whatever fruity concoction Hobi had mixed. He put his empty cup on the floor beside him.
“Why not? I’m getting to know you guys” Yoongi answered.
Jimin's smile quickly slid into a frown and he covered it by taking a sip from his cup.
"Getting to know some a little better than others," he grumbled, finishing the last of his drink. There was a slight pause as you stared at Jimin. Obviously, he was referring to you. Even if it was just a hint of it, you could hear his jealousy seep out. Hoseok must've heard it too because he seamlessly came up with a cover story.
"Yeah, we've seen you with Amanda-" Hobi teased, nudging Yoongi's arm.
"-well, you have her until Jungkook comes around" he laughed. Yoongi didn't seem to notice the light tension in the air and you mentally thanked Hoseok.
"She scares me a little," Yoongi laughed.
Jimin's eyes connected with yours for a split second and you stood up.
"I'm going to head out," you announced. You gathered the mess you made and headed into their small kitchen area. As you dumped your trash in the bin, Jimin walked in and leaned against the fridge. He looked you over, knowing that he'd messed up...again.
"___-" he started, apology geared up.
"Jimin, you don't need to apologize" you sighed. Truthfully, if you were comparing his past self with now, his snarky comment was basically a compliment.
He went quiet and watched you turn to face him.
"I've been trying" he offered with a smile. He scratched the back of his head and you kicked yourself for finding it cute. You were not in the right mindset for any of this.
"Yeah, I know. I appreciate it" you smiled back. There was a quiet moment between the two of you until Hobi's laugh echoed throughout the building.
"Come on" Jimin said, opening his arms. You walked into his hug and he kissed your cheek as usual.
"See you tomorrow" he said, releasing you. He walked with you back to the other boys and you slid your shoes on.
"It is 4 in the morning," Hoseok commented, eyes on his phone screen.
"4? We have church in, like, 5 hours" Yoongi said, sitting up.
"Yeah, you might want to get some sleep," Jimin suggested. Yoongi scratched his forehead and grabbed his keys from the table. He looked down at them and sighed.
"I need to call a car or something," he groaned.
"I can drive your car to the church tomorrow," Jimin offered. He reached his hand out and Yoongi tossed his keys to him.
"Can you walk ___ home? Your ride will probably get there by the time you make it to her place" Hoseok asked, beginning to clean up. Jimin didn't comment, instead moving to help clean up.
"Uhh, yeah, sure" Yoongi agreed. Not wanting to make Jimin any more uncomfortable, you walked to Hobi and gave him a hug goodbye. He roughly pressed his lips into your cheek and you complained, smacking him away. Hoseok laughed and let you go, throwing a goodbye in Yoongi's direction.
Yoongi pulled his shoes on and said his goodbyes as he opened the door for you.
"Hoseok's fruit drink-" he said as the door closed behind you. You began walking down the hall as he tried to sort through his confusion.
Yoongi's eyebrows were drawn together as he ruffled his hair.
"You're starting to feel it?" you laughed. He looked at you and smiled, walking into the elevator.
"My entire body just started heating up" he laughed with you. You nodded your head, completely understanding.
"You should never accept one of those after he's already been drinking. There's no telling how much alcohol he put in it" you grinned. Yoongi closed his eyes and tilted his head up.
"Church is going to be awful" he groaned before laughing.
"Well, he only gave you half of a cup so, maybe it won't be so bad?" you offered optimistically. The elevator pinged and the two of you stepped off. The walk to the exit was quick and you sighed in relief at the cool breeze gliding over your skin.
Yoongi must've felt it too because something that sounded suspiciously like a moan seeped from his lips.
"Seriously, my body feels like it is on fire," he said. You laughed and pulled his arm in the direction of your place.
"This way" you smiled. Yoongi looked at your profile from head to toe and lightly shook his head. He had a snarky comment but now wasn't the time to go there.
"You couldn't have changed out of that dress" his lips asked anyway and without his permission. Liquid courage.
You looked down at your dress, continuing the path to your place. You remembered his comments from the banquet and smiled.
"This is a normal dress" you laughed.
"I can almost see through it and it is incredibly short" he said, openly staring at your thigh.
"It goes mid-thigh and it's not my fault that you can't help fantasizing about me" you teased. Yoongi rolled his eyes and shook his head with a smile.
"It's hard not to fantasize when I'm being seduced" he argued. Your mouth dropped open and he laughed at your animated expression.
"Mid-thigh means that when you bend over, it just barely covers your...important parts" he said, controlling his language.
"Ohhh, I see what this is about" you said, ears burning. Yoongi waited for your explanation with confusion carved into his face.
"You can't stop thinking about bending me over, right?"
Yoongi licked his lips and looked forward, refusing to answer. The hint of a smile gave him away and you laughed.
"See? I told you in your office that we needed rules or this would be hard for you" you gloated. Yoongi scoffed and watched you stick your tongue out to tease him. There was a small moment of silence as your mind played through the possibilities of him bending you over. The thought itself was making your panties wet.
"So, what's the plan after that?"
"What do you mean?" he asked quizzically.
"After I'm bent over? What’s next? Are you going to spank me?" you asked. Yoongi made an impressed face. You seemed to be getting more comfortable with him as the hours went by. Or, well, you could just be hopped on liquid courage like he was.
The two of you finally reached your building and he sighed, knowing the conversation would be coming to a close soon. He pushed the button for the elevator and the doors opened immediately.
"So?" you asked, still waiting for an answer. Yoongi watched as the elevator doors closed and smiled before looking over at your expectant face.
"I think I would have to taste you before I did anything else" he said, watching your reaction. You looked away from him for a second and swallowed, not sure what to say next. Surely there was a way to tease him but just the thought of his tongue on you made you hot.
He chuckled lightly at your silence and tried to subtly adjust himself. The elevator pinged again and the two of you stepped off to head toward your place.
"-but I know you wouldn't let me get that far" he said, eyes on you. His growing bulge throbbed in his pants.
You reached your door and turned around to look at him.
"You sure about that?" you asked, pressing your back against the door. Yoongi tilted his head down and kissed your lips, putting one hand on your hip and another on your neck. His thumb lightly brushed your earlobe as his tongue pushed your lips apart. With every new part of him that interacted with your body, you felt a new sensation. His fingers dug into your hips while his torso softly pressed into you. His kisses were urgent but his pacing was somehow still manageable.
Yoongi hiked one of your legs over his hip, sliding his hand over your thigh and pushing the lacy material of your dress upward. The bulge in his jeans met with your wet panties and you moaned, breaking his kiss. Yoongi relocated his mouth to your neck, biting down with just enough force to make your eyes cross.
Your hips angled just a bit, allowing even more pressure to build between his bulge and your clothed slit. You moaned in time with his grunt and he licked your neck, sucking the skin there.
Yoongi could feel himself become more and more frustrated as he tried to thrust his hips. Standing in your doorway just wasn't going to cut it.
"Door" he moaned against you. He allowed you to turn around, releasing your leg, and heard the sound of you fumbling with your keys. He used that time to fiddle with the zipper on your dress. Just as he got the zipper down, you'd gotten the door open and began pulling him inside. Yoongi kicked the door shut behind him and used his feet to start removing his shoes, all the while watching your dress hit the ground. His eyes stopped on your bra and smirked.
"Lacy bra too, huh?" his voice came out gravelly. You nodded and walked around him, his eyes following you across the room. With one hand, you reached behind and slowly undid the clasps on your bra. With the other, you dug in the second drawer of your dresser to pull out a condom. You tossed it to him and he fumbled to catch it, watching your bra hit the ground next.
Walking toward your bed, you kicked your shoes off and hooked your fingers into the waistband of your panties but kept them on. Lying on the bed, you gazed up at Yoongi who'd pulled off his hoodie and tossed it in the center of the room. His fingers worked on unbuttoning his jeans while he came closer to you. He bent over at the waist, licking his tongue to one nipple then the other.
At this point, you were so turned on that you could feel your inner walls clenching. Nearly breathless, you looked into Yoongi's eyes as he licked and kissed his way down your stomach. You could hear yourself panting despite the fact that he had yet to fully touch you.
Yoongi's tongue touched the fabric of your panties and he internally groaned as you bit your bottom lip in anticipation. To your surprise, instead of taking your panties off, Yoongi flattened his tongue over your slit. He roughly spread your legs using both of his hands and sucked your clit through your panties. He broke eye contact and you finally felt free to close your eyes. The feeling of his suction mixed with the fabric of the panties was mind numbing and you moaned deeply.
Yoongi rubbed his thumb across your clothed nub and sucked his mouth to your inner thighs, biting and kissing the flesh there. He felt your hips bucking against him and he used his free hand to restrain you. After a few seconds of being unable to ride his face as you pleased, you got the message to stay still. His thumb moved just a bit more forcefully against your clit and you groaned, letting your legs fall open even wider.
Yoongi reached into his unfastened jeans and squeezed his cock, a moan escaping him. This was all getting to be too much. He was so hard that it was beginning to hurt.
He moved your panties to the side and licked his bare tongue across your naked slit. Your eyes squeezed shut and you cried out as he quickly began flicking his stiffened tongue over your clit. Your arm reached above your head, desperately trying to grab anything but could only find your pillow. Your fingers clawed into the pillow as your back arched and you panted. Yoongi stopped moving his tongue and immediately sucked your clit into his mouth.
The tension fell just a bit and your fingers loosened their grip. Why did he stop? You'd been so close. The thought to open your eyes crossed your mind but before you could do so, Yoongi slid two fingers into your pussy. He slowly began sawing them in and out of you, his lips still tightly hugged around your clit. Once again, you could feel your walls clenching and releasing.
Yoongi noticed it too and smiled to himself, knowing that he'd be experiencing it in a minute. He pulled his mouth and fingers away from you and listened to you protest. Pushing his pants to the ground, Yoongi grabbed the condom and ripped the packaging open with his teeth.
Impatient, you pulled your panties off and tossed them away. You squeezed one of your breasts and slid your other middle finger to your clit. A sigh left your body as you put pressure back where you needed it. Yoongi's eyes were stuck to your fingers, watching as you'd circle your clit a few times before plunging your fingers inside. He groaned, slipping the condom on. Waiting for your fingers to return to your clit, Yoongi lined himself to your opening and slowly pushed in.
"Oh God~" he breathed, his eyes closing. Your finger stuttered over your clit as you felt him stretch you open.
Once he was fully inside, Yoongi sat still for a second, letting your walls grip and massage him. After a few seconds, he pulled out about halfway and flexed his hips to dive back in. You licked your parted lips, your fingers completely stalled as he slowly rocked into you. With every thrust, a moan squeezed out of your lips.
You watched Yoongi grab one of your legs and push it upward through lidded eyes. Once he had more clearance, his thrusts became harder, making the bed rock. He grunted and your eyes clamped shut as his rough thrusts began to pick up speed. Your breasts bounced in time with the knocking of your headboard and his grunts.
Once again, your fingers rubbed at your clit and your head rolled to the side. You clenched your teeth, feeling yourself reach the edge. Your lower half started trembling and before you could scream, Yoongi pressed his lips to yours. Your walls squeezed the life out of him as you came explosively, his orgasm pushing through immediately after. Your nipples poked into his torso as he rested against you, your breathing patterns seeming to be in sync.
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A/N: There will be smut in the next chapter (which I have already started writing). I just didn’t want this to be too long. I should have the next one up tomorrow.
Group: BTS
Pairing: Yoongi x Reader
Genre: Smut Series
The banquet had started at 6 pm and here you were, 5 hours later, still in the church. At least everyone had pretty much cleared out. Then again, the majority of the members were in the older crowd. It’d be weird if they were still hanging around after 11 pm. At this point, only Jimin’s family, Hobi, Amanda and the clean-up crew were left with you and Yoongi.
“Jungkook, I haven’t seen you in so long” Amanda beamed. Jungkook grinned and opened his arms, inviting her in. She gladly walked into his hug and pressed herself against him. You rolled your eyes and immediately yawned.
“So, he was the key this whole time? He should come around more often” Yoongi said, walking to your side. He had one hand in his pocket while the other ran through his hair.
“It’s almost like you don’t exist anymore” you teased.
Before Yoongi could craft a witty response, Jimin clapped loudly from across the room. “Are we staying here all night or are we going out?” he asked. Hobi smiled and Jungkook turned his head, clearly interested.
“Jimin, go out where? It’s nearly midnight and we all need some rest before church tomorrow-” his mother scolded. Jimin’s father placed his hands on her shoulders and lightly massaged them. He kissed the top of her head and quietly said something into her ear. After a few seconds, she rolled her eyes and sighed.
“You guys should have fun. You haven’t seen each other in a while-” he paused. You smiled to yourself, knowing that he’d just stopped her from going on the rant of a lifetime.
“-Jungkook...if you’re going to go, be careful and stay with Tae in Jimin’s room tonight” he continued cryptically. Jungkook gave a slight nod and you looked away. Going out? It was an accomplishment in itself that you’d made it 5 hours without letting his relationship slip.
“Fine, but be ON TIME for church tomorrow” their mother added, letting Mr.Park guide her out of the room. As he passed by you to reach the exit, he slowed down.
“If you go out with them, make sure my children don’t kill each other, please?” he asked. You nodded and he smiled.
“Again, it was nice to meet you” he nodded to Yoongi.
“The pleasure is mine” Yoongi responded with a smile.
As soon as they left out, Hobi raised his hand as if he were in school.
“Bar? Or do we want to just hang out at the dorms. We have plenty of space in our room” he called out. You rolled your eyes but smiled. It had been a while since the boys hosted a little party at their place and you had to admit that you were interested.
“Plenty of space?” Yoongi asked in your ear. You shivered at the unexpected close contact.
“Um, yeah. They pay way more for their room than I do for mine. They live together so it’s easy to pay double the amount” you answered. He made a face of understanding and nodded.
“I actually have to work tomorrow so I can’t go,” Amanda said sadly. Sensing that there was more to her statement, Jungkook waited.
“But, of course, if you’re going to be there I can drop by” she continued. Her eyes were slowly trying to draw him in and it made you uncomfortable. Instead of sticking around to watch this train wreck, you turned to Yoongi with a smile.
“Do you want to go?”
He sucked in a breath and thought it over.
“Well, I did need another excuse to hang out with you so-” he replied. You smiled and looked over at Jimin and Hobi.
“You guys can add another guest,” you said, motioning toward Minister Yoongi. Hobi started clapping his hands and Jimin joined in as he walked closer to you. He put his arm around your shoulder and called out for everyone to follow as he walked out of the dining hall.
“I’ll ride with you. Tae and Kookie can ride with Hobi” Jimin smiled. You laughed and gave him a look.
“Why are you acting weird?” you asked. He shrugged and continued walking you out of the church. He looked away for a second and cleared his throat.
“I just want to talk to you about something,” he responded.
“I’ll meet you guys. I have a few things that I need to wrap up here” Yoongi called out. Jimin turned around and gave him a thumbs up. He removed his arm from around your shoulders and opened the door for you. Everyone else trailed behind you and you dug in your bag for your car keys.
“Kook, can you go back with Hobi?” Jimin asked, catching up to you. Jungkook just nodded, probably grateful that he wouldn’t have to endure a secretive car ride back. The boys all piled in Hoseok’s car while you handed Jimin the keys.
“Do you want to go to your place and change first?” he asked, opening the driver’s side door. You shook your head, looking down at your outfit.
“It should be fine” you answered, getting in the car. He closed his door and buckled his seat belt.
You still sensed a weird vibe coming off of Jimin that you couldn’t quite explain. He started the car and you scanned your eyes over the side of his face. As he slowly pulled out of your parking spot, he could feel you staring.
“I wanted to talk to you about...Yoongi” he breathed, knowing you were seconds away from asking. In typical Jimin fashion, his fingers played with the volume dial, making sure the sound was just barely playing.
“Yoongi. What about him?”
“He’s into you, right?” he asked. His eyes left the road for a split second as he checked for your reaction. You looked at him quizzically, wondering where this conversation could possibly go. The last time Jimin had brought something like this up with you, the two of you were still a couple. Hopefully, this conversation wouldn’t go anything like the horror that was your relationship-ending fight.
“Jimin-” you started.
“-I’m not trying to...overstep. I just...I don’t know. I know you two are working together and you’ll probably be spending a ton of time alone” he sputtered. Jimin made a right turn, his words just hanging in the air. You weren’t really sure how to respond. You weren’t even sure what he was trying to say exactly.
A few minutes went by as Jimin drove in silence, searching for the right combination of words.
“I guess, I had always figured we’d get back together one day...and he’s the first guy you’ve really been around since we broke up.” Jimin stopped talking and groaned. He was having an unbearable time trying to get his words out and it was irritating. Jimin slowly made a turn into the boys’ dormitory parking lot. He took the spot closest to the door and put the car in park.
“Just, give me a heads up if you start catching feelings” he finally spat out. You were quiet for a moment and he shifted anxiously.
“Please?” he said with a nervous laugh. The look on his face hurt your heart and a lump the size of a boulder lodged itself in your throat. Unable to speak, you gave him a small nod and he smiled. He got out of the car and jogged to your side, opening the door. You unbuckled your seatbelt and took his hand to step out of the car. Once you were flat on your feet, Jimin hugged his arms around your waist and you hugged him back. He kissed your cheek and took a step back before grabbing your hand.
"Sorry for making everything weird. I just had to say something, you know?" he said, still feeling a bit awkward. You tried your best to give him a convincing smile and he seemed to accept it.
"Now, let's get fucked up," he said. You couldn’t have said it better yourself. A few drinks were exactly what you wanted right now.
You heard a few car doors shut and an excited Hobi yelling at the two of you.
"Let's do this!" he screamed. Hoseok ran across the lot, leaving Taehyung and Kookie to jog and catch up.
As soon as the five of you made your way up to their room, Jimin’s phone began buzzing in his pocket. He pulled it out and announced that it was Minister Yoongi.
“___” Hobi called out, setting a shot glass down on the table. When did he pour that? All of you literally just got there. Somehow within the two minutes that you’d been in their place, he’d gotten out the shot glasses and filled enough for all of you. Walking over, you grabbed your glass from the table and quickly swallowed it down, wincing at the slight burn. You coughed and Hobi laughed at you.
“Been a while?” he asked, still laughing.
With the phone pressed to his ear, Jimin reached around to grab his shot and quickly downed it. He blew a kiss at you mockingly and you rolled your eyes. The two of them went out at least every two weeks. You, on the other hand, you only really went to parties when you didn’t have to work or do some elaborate church project.
“No, no, no. The turn off for our place is literally the first turn that you can make. We’re before the girl’s dorm” Jimin said. He held his glass out toward Hobi, asking for another.
“No pacing at all, huh?” Taehyung commented. Jungkook passed his glass back too and Taehyung’s eyes widened. As soon as Jimin’s glass was refilled, he walked to the door and stepped out.
“We have our dad’s tolerance. It’s going to take a few of these before we feel anything” Jungkook explained before throwing his next shot back.
“I’m the exact opposite,” Taehyung laughed. You could hear Jimin’s muffled voice through the door as he continued giving directions. Hoseok reached his hand out for your glass and you passed it to him. While Tae and Kookie continued their conversation, he decided to strike one up with you.
“So what did he want to talk to you about?” Hoseok asked. He sat your shot down and put a finger up, signaling for you to wait. He went into their fridge and pulled out a bottle of water and some fruit juice. Pouring you a glass of juice, he sat it beside your water bottle and shot.
“Something to help it go down and something that’ll help you in the future” he said, pointing to the juice and water respectively.
You closed your eyes and swallowed the drink before quickly drinking the juice to numb the taste. Your entire chest felt warm and you blinked.
“It really has been awhile” he laughed again. You shook your head and took another sip of the juice. Hoseok poured himself another drink and asked again about Jimin before swallowing it whole. Taehyung and Jungkook walked over to the couch and continued talking.
“He told me that Yoongi is ‘into me’ and asked if I could let him know whenever I started to catch feelings” you answered truthfully. Hoseok made a face like he was impressed and then laughed a little.
“Wow. I didn’t expect that” he said. You hadn’t expected it either. Jimin was never really the type to talk out his emotions. It was the main reason that you broke up. Whenever he had a strong feeling, he was impulsive. He jumped head first into action without even attempting to consider logical reasoning. If a guy friend showed any sign of getting too close, he just reacted.
“I guess, this is what you wanted, right? Just before you ended it, you told me that he needed to grow up, right?” Hobi asked. You gave him a look, not appreciating where this talk was heading. Your mind was already dipping that way and you had no intention of mulling that over tonight. You didn’t need him to put more of those thoughts in your head.
“So, let’s see: your only problem with him... was that he acted like a child and...it’s starting to look like our little Jimin is growing up” he teased. You rolled your eyes and tapped the top of your glass with your finger.
“Isn’t this supposed to be a party? This isn’t relationship counseling” you said, watching him fill it back up. You quickly took it down as Jungkook sauntered his way over with their glasses. Hobi looked at him and then looked over at Tae, who was busy typing on his phone.
“Are you two...” Hoseok wiggled his eyebrows. You laughed, noticing that the warmth had spread to your ears.
“Are we…?” Jungkook asked, already knowing what he was asking. He smiled, waiting for Hobi to elaborate.
Hoseok laughed and stole a sip of your juice. He grossly mimicked two people making out and you laughed even harder.
“Eww, stop it!” you exclaimed. Jungkook’s face was an even mixture of total amusement and disgust.
“Yuck, yes, we are. Now stop that” he said, lightly pushing Hobi’s shoulder. Hoseok laughed as he stumbled back a little.
“Jimin can’t know about this,” Jungkook said, still smiling. Hoseok pretended to zip his lips closed and finished the gesture with two thumbs up. Knowing that he was nowhere near finished, Jungkook just stayed quiet and watched him.
“You two are so cute~~~” he teased, voice slipping into baby talk. He ran to Jungkook and wrapped him in an intense bear hug, lifting him off the ground. Jungkook writhed and complained as Taehyung laughed at his obvious discomfort. In the height of Hoseok’s nonsense, Jimin walked back into the room with Yoongi in tow and both of their faces instantly became confused.
“Why are you trying to kill him?” Jimin asked.
“I’ve missed him so much!” Hoseok said, squeezing him one last time. He put him down before acknowledging Yoongi.
“Father, I’m glad you could make it,” he said. You shook your head and groaned.
“Father?” Yoongi questioned, looking around for an answer.
Yoongi had changed his clothes, now wearing some very form fitting black jeans and a slightly baggy grey hoodie. He was just...so attractive. It was actually frustrating how every outfit he wore filled your mind with the dirtiest fantasies you’d had in a long time.
“For the last time, he is not a priest. We are not Catholic” Jimin said. Hoseok shrugged and walked back to the little kitchen area. He pulled three more shot glasses out and filled each one to the top.
“Father, Minister-- whatever your title is, you’re behind in the drinks department.” Hoseok waved his hand over the three shots and eyed Yoongi.
“___?” Yoongi said lightly, closing your bedroom door behind him. He walked over to your side of the bed and took a seat on the edge.
“___?” he called again, this time shaking you a little. You heard the sound of a bag rustling and you groaned before turning your head enough to look at him. Yoongi looked into your eyes and made a face.
“You look horrible. Worse than yesterday” he said. You rolled your eyes and stretched your arms, immediately regretting it. You were so sore. So sore, in fact, that for the past day or so-- you hadn’t moved much from this very spot.
You winced as you sat up and sniffled.
“Good morning” you said groggily. Yoongi gave you a pitying smile and reached over to grab your water from the nightstand. He dug in his bag- the culprit of the rustling from earlier- and pulled out a new box of medicine.
“Courtesy of your delightful pain-in-the-ass of a boyfriend” he said, handing it over. You smiled and took the box from him.
“Pain in the ass?” you asked, struggling to open the box. Yoongi watched in horror as you nightmarishly fumbled with the box’s flaps. After a few seconds, he took it from you, shaking his head as he opened it easily.
“Yes, since you’ve forbidden him from coming here until he worked out his issues with Namjoon-” Yoongi paused. He dug into his jacket pocket and rolled his eyes before turning the phone around to you. You smiled and took your medicine as Yoongi answered his FaceTime request.
“Yes? What do you need?” Yoongi asked,
“How does she look?” you heard Jungkook say. Yoongi looked from his phone to you and you quickly gave him a thumbs up.
“Much better than before” he lied. There was a pause and you put your water down.
“Yeah? Let me talk to her then” Jungkook said calling his bluff. You closed your eyes and sighed, taking the phone from him.
“I’m feeling much better, Jungkook” you said with false peppiness. The sound of your own voice sent a dull pain throughout your head. Great, yesterday’s headache was back.
“___, you look awful” he said concerned. His image got closer to the phone and you could only assume that he was giving you a good look-over.
“I’ll be over later. Give me...an hour or two” he said. You started shaking your head.
“No, we are taking a little break, remember?” you asked.
“You promised that you would take care of yourself while me and Namjoon worked out our problems. That was almost a week ago and you look ten times worse” he said, frustrated. You tilted your head to the side and sighed. Seeing the determined look on his face, you chose not to fight it. Knowing Jungkook, there was no way that he was going to listen to you after seeing how sick you'd gotten.
"Actually, make it a half hour. I just need to get a few things" Jungkook said. He made a kissing noise before ending the call.
"See? Pain in the ass" Yoongi commented, taking his phone back. Despite the fact that you wanted to stick to your original plan, you were so happy to see Jungkook. Somehow, even with him texting you and convincing you to take his phone calls, a week without him near you was beginning to weigh you down.
"Yeah...he's my pain in the ass though" you grinned before sniffling.
Yoongi rolled his eyes and stood up from the bed. He walked out of your room and you could hear him rustling around in the kitchen.
To your surprise, when he came back, he wasn't holding a snack. Instead, he held a thermometer out and made a noise, signaling for you to take it.
"So, have they been getting along?" you asked before wedging the device under your tongue. You pressed the little button and waited, looking at Yoongi expectantly.
"I'm not sure honestly. I've been here more than I've been at home. I mean, there aren't any new bruises on them so…" he trailed off. You cut your eyes at him and he shrugged with a smile. The thermometer started being and he reached over to pull it from your mouth.
"At least your fever went down a little" he commented. He set the thermometer on your bedside table and started back out of the room.
"Go shower. By then, Jungkook will probably be here. I'll see you later" he called to you. Pulling the sheet from your body, you willed yourself out of the bed and did a small stretch. You grabbed a t-shirt and pair of shorts from your drawer before dragging your body to the bathroom.
You sat your pile of clothes on the counter and looked at your disaster of a face with wide eyes.
"You look...awful" your reflection said. This would be the first time in a long time that you were seeing your boyfriend. There was no way that he was going to see you like this. You dug in the drawer under the sink and pulled out a hair tie. After a few seconds of wrestling, you officially had your hair in a somewhat acceptable bun.
You spent the next few minutes cleaning your teeth, scraping your tongue, and cleansing your face. After popping a moisturizer on, you smiled at your reflection. It wasn't a huge difference, but some life had definitely returned to your face. Going to the shower, you turned the handles and sampled the temperature of the water. Once it was to the perfect temperature, you removed your clothes and stepped in. Almost immediately, the steam from the shower allowed you to breathe from your nose again.
Inhaling deeply through your nose, you smiled and reached for your loofah and shower gel. The smell was dull but for the first time in a week, you were able to smell it. Your shower dragged on a bit longer than usual. Knowing that Jungkook was coming over, you used this time to shave and exfoliate as well.
By the time you were finished, you heard your front door open and close. A grin broke out over your face as you rushed to dry yourself off. You tossed your t-shirt and shorts onto your slightly damp skin and opened the door to your bathroom. As soon as you opened the door, you rushed out in search for him. You found him in the kitchen, setting a big paper bag on the table.
Your arms flew around his waist, cheek resting against his back.
"Whoa" Jungkook exclaimed with a little laugh. He removed your arms so that he could turn around and immediately pulled you back to him. His lips pressed to your forehead as he took a step back. He brought his face closer to yours and looked you over.
"You don't look as bad in person" he commented with a smile. Sitting back up, Jungkook peeled his jacket off and threw it over the back of the kitchen chair. He pulled his beanie off next and smoothed his hair into place. His hand reached out and lightly felt your neck.
"You're still a little warm though" he said. He dug into his paper bag and passed you a small bottle of juice.
"Drink up" he said. You frowned and attempted to pass it back.
"I just brushed my teeth" you complained. Jungkook looked up from the bag and stared at you. After a miniature stare off, he used his hand to gesture drinking and you sighed before twisting the lid off. So bossy.
You took a swig from the juice and felt as your lips puckered into a sour face. Jungkook laughed at you before putting a few things into your refrigerator. You put the juice down on the kitchen table, waiting for your taste buds to calm down.
"You're so dramatic" he smiled. He folded the paper bag and put it away. He leaned against the wall and looked you over, soaking in your appearance.
"Still sexy. Even when you're sick" he commented. He reached out and pinched the front of your shirt, pulling you to him. He brought his lips down to yours and smirked.
"I've missed you" he said. Your heart did a flip as he kissed you again a bit deeper. His hand slid over the curve of your waist as his tongue licked between your lips. It felt like he’d been gone for so long that your body quickly submitted to him.
You licked your tongue against his and his hands squeezed your sides a bit harder. He reached one hand around and squeezed your ass. Feeling the lack of panty lines, he groaned a little.
"How long has it been?" he asked, breaking his lips from you.
"A little over a week" you responded, grabbing his hand. Now wasn't the time for talking. Right now, you could feel yourself getting wet and there was only one thing that could fix that.
You began pulling him to your room and he slapped your ass as you walked. As soon as you got to the bed, Jungkook took over his normal dominant role and yanked you to him. He pulled your shirt over your head and threw it across the room, exposing your breasts. He hooked an arm around your waist and practically tossed you onto the bed.
He pulled his shirt off before bending down and bringing his lips to your nipple. He swirled his tongue around the little nub and you closed your eyes with a sigh. While it felt good, you silently prayed that he wasn't planning to tease you today.
Jungkook could practically feel the fever radiating off of your warm skin. He released your nipple and kissed a line down to your stomach. He slid your shorts down as he licked just above your mound.
"Jungkook, please" you complained.
He smiled and abandoned your shorts around your ankles before sitting up to kiss his lips to yours. As his tongue danced with yours, he slipped his long middle finger between your slit. You moaned into his mouth, feeling the pad of his finger flick over your clit. God, he knew how to handle you.
He slowly drew circles into your clit as his kiss clouded your brain. Jungkook sunk two fingers into your drooling cunt and groaned at how wet you were. He slowly pumped his fingers in and out of you listening to your desperate moans. His cock was straining against his jeans and while he wanted to free himself, he was far too hypnotized by how sexy you looked. As his fingers slipped in and out of you, his palm lightly grazed your clit.
"Jungkook~" you moaned, humping against his hand. He sucked his lips back to your nipple, letting you fuck his fingers. He kissed up to your neck and roughly sucked the skin, making you shudder.
His lips inched closer to your earlobe and he moved his hand faster against you. His fingers darted in and out of you, his palm smacking into your clit each time.
"Oh my God~" you groaned, squeezing your eyes shut. Fuck, he knew just how to play with your body.
"Don't cum yet, baby" he growled into your ear. Despite his request, he didn't slow his pace down in the slightest. You let out a squeak and bit your lip. Don't cum? How were you supposed to do that?
You could feel your body edging closer to your orgasm and you roughly buried your fingers into the mattress. You were panting at this point, your eyes closed as you tried to keep yourself from cumming.
"Not yet" his deep voice commanded. He slowed down considerably and it felt like a weight was lifted from your shoulders. Jungkook used his free hand to unzip his pants. He pushed them down as far as he could before kicking them off.
He took his hand from your pussy and crawled up your body, settling his naked hips between your legs. You could feel his dick lying right on your slit and you moaned. Humping your hips forward you forced him to rub against your slit. Smirking at your impatient spirit, Jungkook reached between your bodies and grabbed his cock.
He gently rubbed the head over your clit and you groaned.
"Jungkook, fuck me. Please" you begged, looking him in the eyes. Dragging himself over your slit one last time, Jungkook pressed his head right at your opening. You angled your hips just a bit and he pushed his full length into you with a grunt.
"Fuck" he breathed, feeling your walls clamp around him. He grinded his hips into you and grunted again. After a few long, slow strokes, Jungkook found his rhythm and picked up the pace. You hooked one of your legs over his waist and arched your back, letting him pound into you.
Through half-lidded eyes, you watched Jungkook squeeze his eyes shut and bite his lip. As his pace increased even further, he licked his lips and opened his eyes.
"Rub your clit" he ordered. You circled your clit as he instructed, goosebumps invading your skin.
"You're so fucking tight, baby-" Jungkook groaned, slamming into you. You moaned at his dirty mouth and became very aware of your breasts bouncing from his force.
"Faster" he said, referring to your clit.
"Yes, sir" you blurted out, flicking your fingers faster. Your chest rose and fell quickly and you could practically feel your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Your moans were so loud that you were starting to give yourself a headache.
"It's almost time, baby. Are you ready?" he grunted. Unable to get any words out, you nodded vigorously. Jungkook let out a string of curse words as he snapped his hips into you.
You felt your body tense up and you knew that any second now you were going to cum.
"Fuck, do it now. Cum now, ____" he said. Your back arched and both of you went stiff as you came together. For a moment, it almost seemed like your room had gone dark as you slowly floated down from your high. Your breathing slowly calmed and Jungkook let his sweaty body flop beside you.
Glancing over to him, you took in the way his chest rose and fell and the smile that was blessing his face.
"I've missed you so much" he breathed. You laughed and sat up enough to peck his lips.
A/N: I realized that I don’t really have any stories like this on my page. This is my first fic that is specifically an AMBW story. (Asian man Black woman).
Group: BTS
Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Fluff
"Okay. Uh… this brush, a handful of scrunchies, these clips...am I missing anything else?" Jimin asked, laying everything out on the bathroom countertop.
"Um, a spray bottle? Oh, and grab that jar that says, 'hair mask' on it" you instructed. You used your left hand and adjusted the pillow on the seat. Jimin nodded and quickly shuffled out of the bathroom to search for the supplies. You looked at yourself in his large mirror, thankful that he had a stool tall enough.
"Got it" he said, walking back into the bathroom. He set everything out across the counter and looked them over.
"Do you really need a spray bottle if your hair is already wet?" he asked. His eyebrows knitted together as he screwed the top of the bottle off.
"Trust me, you'll need it. Fill it with warm water" you smiled. He shrugged and turned on the water. As he waited for a specific temperature, you slid the towel around your shoulders over a bit and wiped a drop of water from your face. With the bottle now filled up, you were ready to begin your instructions.
"Okay, so we're going to separate into four sections like we did earlier and clip them away" you gestured. In the reflection, your eye gravitated to the brace around your right wrist. Man, this thing was getting itchy.
As Jimin started separating, he struggled to clip the sections away from one another. His wrist twisted and turned awkwardly and you smiled. You were grateful that your boyfriend of 4 months was eager to help and you tried hard not to laugh. The level of intensity mixed with complete inexperience was just too cute and hilarious to deal with though.
"Remember to twist it a little. Then it'll fit in the clip" you hinted.
"Right, right, right" he said quickly. His eyes were glued into your hair, a look of determination haunting him. He twirled the top portion of your hair out of the way and clipped it.
"Nice!" he exclaimed before repeating the same step in another section. He worked in almost total silence as he tried to perfectly handle each group of hair. After a couple minutes, he officially had three sections of your hair clipped away.
"I'm so good at this," he beamed. All he'd done was separate your hair. You let him have his little victory though, giving him a small clap.
"Now you want to spray that whole bottom right piece, okay? Spray it and apply that cream to my hair. From the ends all the way up to my head" you said. It was awkward holding your bulky wrist to the side of your head and trying to point. This was your only option since you'd taken that fall last week though.
Jimin grabbed the spray bottle and misted the water over your hair. When you suspected it was wet enough you awkwardly reached over with your left hand and felt your hair. You gave him a thumbs up and he put the bottle down to grab the jar of deep conditioner. His fingers grazed the top and you almost laughed at the small amount that he came up with. Rather than telling him, you just watched as he tried to stretch the dime-sized amount of product into your hair.
"Yeah...I think..." he trailed off. He went back in for more, this time grabbing a hefty amount and you grinned in amusement. He worked the product through your hair and nodded.
"That looks better," he commented.
"It does. Good job" you smiled, turning your head a little to see.
"Here comes the hard part. I need you to brush from the ends, up to my scalp, okay? If the brush doesn't go through a certain part, you have to use your fingers to get the knot out" you said, carefully. You'd been growing your natural hair for about 3 years and it was finally to a length that you enjoyed. Even though he was being the 'world's greatest boyfriend' right now and helping you, you'd probably still have to kill him if he pulled any hair out.
"I've got this. Trust me" he said, leaning over to kiss you. You pecked his lips but eyed him suspiciously.
He grabbed your detangling brush and began gently running the bristles through your ends. So far, so good.
He looked up at you through the mirror, looking for your seal of approval.
"Nice job, babe" you smiled. He grinned and kept going. He slowly worked through the first section, twirled it away, and clipped it before going to the next. A few times throughout the process, you could see him smiling at the way your hair curled up with the product.
He worked easily through your hair, stopping occasionally to manually detangle a few knots. After a while, he was finally clipping the last portion of hair. You twisted your head from side to side, looking at his work.
"Now I just need a cap and we're finished for a little while."
"Like a shower cap?" he asked. You nodded and stepped down from the stool.
"Shower cap… plastic bag, either one is fine" you responded. He seemed to think it over, trying to think if he had one lying around.
"I think I have some bags around," he said thoughtfully. He jogged out of the bathroom and you pulled the towel from around you. As you stretched your arms out to the side, you could hear him coming back. He tied the bag around the top of your head, completely covering your hair, and took a step back.
"You look insane," he smiled. He grabbed his hands to your waist and kissed your lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck, careful not to scrape your brace on him.
"So, how'd I do?" he asked. You smiled and kissed him again.
"Really well, actually. Thanks again for helping me out."
"No problem. I had fun" Jimin shrugged.
You laughed lightly, remembering how starstruck he was watching the curls form.
A/N: Happy Birthday to me~~~!!! Go easy on me, it’s been a while since I wrote smut...well, wrote anything tbh.
Group: BTS
Pairing: Taehyung x Reader
Genre: Smut
"It sucks that this is the only way we can go on dates" Taehyung said, adjusting his camera. His face was now centered on the screen and you smiled. Today was your fifth date with him after finding one another on one of those dating apps. With the whole world stuck in quarantine, dating had been incredibly difficult.
All of your flirting was done through a screen. You'd only ever heard each others' voices through your earbuds. Plus, since you'd only met Tae after the shutdown you still hadn't been able to meet in person. Every interaction was held simultaneously at your dining room table and in his home office over the computer.
"Yeah, I know. We probably would've never met though if all of this didn't happen" you said, gesturing around you. He smiled and sat back in his chair, ruffling his hair a little. Today, he wore it a bit on the messy side. His hair was significantly longer than in his profile but you assumed that, like everyone else, he was unable to get a haircut right now. It definitely wasn't a complaint. If anything, the longer hair just added to his overall sex appeal.
"That's true. It would've been a shame if I never got to meet such a beautiful woman" he answered smoothly. A smile washed over your face and you sat back in your chair as well. He definitely was a charmer, always knowing exactly what to say. Charming and sexy-- damn. It was bad enough that you hadn't had a date or sex in months. Then, to find someone like him, and to be denied the opportunity to even kiss him-- that was cruel.
"Five dates and I haven't gotten so much as a kiss yet" you complained. Taehyung laughed lightly.
"A kiss is a date one or two type of gesture. We are way behind" he retorted. You raised an eyebrow and adjusted your shirt without thinking, showing a little more of your breasts.
"Way behind?" you teased.
"There are a few things that I've been wanting to do to you since date three" he admitted. You weren't sure if you were imagining it or not but his already deep voice seemed to get even deeper. Whether it was an illusion or not, you licked your lips and leaned slightly closer to the computer.
"Go on. What have you been wanting to do to me" you almost drooled. It was beginning to get ridiculous. After every one of these dates, you always found yourself even more horny than the last one. He had this habit of licking his lips and doing a little chuckle that made your insides melt. Once the date was over and the computer was closed, you would always find your fingers buried deep inside of your panties. There was always some flirting but never had he come out and said anything this suggestive to you.
"Every time I see you, your shirts are either tighter or they're showing more and I can't help but wonder exactly what I'm missing out on" he commented. You could see his eyes falling to your chest and you smiled, pulling your shirt down a bit. Taehyung's lips parted slightly as he soaked in the curves of your breasts.
"Still wondering?" you asked. Although you had exposed more than he'd seen previously, you were still mostly covered up. Taehyung did it: that same chuckle/lip combo that made you want to risk it all.
"Now more than ever, honestly" he replied with a thick voice. Without fully thinking it through, you pulled your shirt off and tossed it to the side. He was completely silent, watching as your hands drifted behind you and the fabric of your bra visibly became more lax. You slowly pulled each strap down and watched as his mouth dropped open another fraction of an inch. You felt the material hit your thighs and you cupped both of your breasts in your hands, nipples peeking between your fingers.
"Your nipples-" he stopped, at a loss for words. You rolled both between your thumbs and pointer fingers, your eyes slowly closing. Your panties were drenched and your breathing gradually began to pick up. You opened your eyes only to see that Taehyung had removed his shirt. He wasn't overly muscular but there was a nice amount of definition to his abs. You licked your lips and he groaned.
"Can you pinch them for me?" he asked, eyes fluttering from your breasts to your face. With a smile, you slowly added pressure to both nipples. A low moan escaped your lips and Tae cursed under his breath. His eyes were locked on the screen, watching as your fingers kneaded into your breasts. He could only imagine how soft they were. He wondered how your pointed nipples would feel poking into his palm.
Despite your hands being occupied, your hips began to slowly circle, wriggling in your seat. Without something to press into your clit, you were getting next to no pleasure from it but you couldn't help yourself. Your eyes fell closed again as you squeezed your thighs together feeling just how wet you'd gotten. This was delicious torture. You could almost feel his eyes on you and your clit was begging to be touched. Still, you continued to simply massage your breasts.
Your eyes pried open as the sound of a zipper rang through your earbuds. Taehyung's blue boxers were showing on the screen as he pulled his pants off. You could see the outline of his hard dick restrained against his left thigh and a small wet space near the tip. Now, it was your turn to let your mouth fall open. Just from the outline you could tell that he would do more than fill you up.
Before he took his seat, he closed his fist around his clothed dick and you audibly gasped at the veins in his hand. He pushed his chair back until his face, chest and dick were all in the shot. You watched his hand slowly squeeze and slide over his penis, his eyes locked on you the entire time.
"You're probably so wet right now, aren't you?" his gravelly voice rang in your ears.
You used your legs to push the chair back so that he could see everything as well. Pushing your pants down, you slipped your pointer and middle finger over your slit and moaned lightly. You pulled your fingers up and showed them to the camera.
"I'm dripping wet."
"God, I wish I could taste you" he groaned. He let his dick poke through the hole of his boxers and grabbed it again. Your hand went back to your slit as you watched him massaging himself. Just the thought of those lips wrapped around your clit made your heart race.
"Fuck" Taehyung breathed as pulled and squeezed.
"You're probably so tight. Show me how many fingers you can fit in your pussy" he moaned. You slipped your index and middle finger inside of you and groaned out loud. As you slowly pumped your fingers in and out, you propped a leg up on the chair to fit your ring finger. You moaned louder, letting your head tilt back against the chair.
"Good girl. Tight, isn't it?" he questioned. You let out a little squeak hearing the 'good girl' title. You could feel your juices running down your hand as you pumped yourself in time with his hand.
Taehyung's eyes closed as he quickly stroked his dick. He licked his lips before letting them part and you moaned again at the look on his face.
"You sound amazing" he groaned, lidded eyes watching as you slowly began rubbing your clit.
"I wish I was there. Spread those legs wider and follow me" he commanded. You let your legs fall open, hanging on to his every word. Your eyes struggled to stay open as you fingered yourself in time with his strokes.
"Fuck, look at you. Such a good girl, fucking that pussy for me. Does it feel good?" he taunted, stroking himself a bit faster. His hand completely covered the head of his penis as he watched you writhe on the camera. You struggled to keep up with him, your body so close to release.
"Yes" you said quietly.
"I can't hear you, baby" he grunted. You moaned louder, feeling your pussy squeeze around your fingers.
"Yes! You feel so good, Daddy" you said much louder. You sloppily flicked your clit, feeling your release around the corner.
Taehyung watched in awe as he sped up his strokes. He began panting as he watched you creep closer and closer. When he was sure that you were about to explode, he tightened his grip slightly and grunted.
"You're so close, aren't you?" he asked, already knowing. His eyes closed for a second but he pushed himself to keep them open. He needed to watch you finish.
"Come on, baby. Cum for me" he growled, feeling his own climax coming. He repeated himself, telling you to cum and your eyes squeezed together. Your legs shook as you came violently, your eyes watering.
"Ohhhh, Tae. Yes!" you cried, as your chest rose and fell heavily. You cracked open your eyes as you watched him grunt and bite his lip. His body spasmed slightly and you watched as he exploded ribbons of cum onto his stomach. His whole body sank into the seat as he let his breathing return to normal. Reaching down, he grabbed his shirt from the ground and wiped his cum from his torso.
"When this quarantine is over, you're in for it" he smiled. You felt the corners of your mouth turn up as you looked at the small heaps of clothing around you.
[200525] ✧ bumkeyk: a dozen years of SHINee 💎 i know it means a lot to you and us 듣기만 해도 가슴 두근거리는 이 이름으로 달려온게 어느덧 12 주년을 맞이하네요 많은 분들의 사랑과 응원 덕분입니다. 되돌리고 싶은 순간이 없을 정도로 후회없이 매일이 설레임과 기대감에 살아왔고 앞으로도 그렇게 될거라 믿어요. 오늘만큼은 !우리의 지금을 가장 소중하게 만들어준 지난날들을 아낌없이 추억해볼까요 정말 사랑해요 key
a dozen years of SHINee 💎
i know it means a lot to you and us
this name that makes my heart beat just by hearing it, we have reached our 12th anni in no time it's all thanks to the support and love from many people.
it is to the extend that i have no moments where i want to return to that i have lived every day with no regrets and with a fluttering heart as well as with anticipation, i believe that, in the future too, it will be that way.
As much as today! let's reminisce over the past days that we have most preciously made right now, without holding back.
I check your blog frequently (even tho I have post notifs on). Sometimes I just reread Immoral because it is, how you say, *italian chefs kiss*
Lol, thanks. Yeah...it's rough. I love writing on here but every time I log into/go through tumblr I just think of Jjong and it bums me out. That's also why I hardly keep up with all the kpop stuff. I have no idea what's going on with BTS or if their personalities have shifted so it becomes hard to try and write a fic about them. Oh, and I can't forget all the messages I have in my inbox telling me that people are stealing and reuploading my stories.
It's exhausting honestly.
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