(Baby’s first BTS blurb) FaceTiming Hobi post-Belgium
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“No, I love it when you’re a whore for all the world to see.”
“Babe,” he laughs.
“I’m serious,” you say, mirroring his laugh. “I’m really serious. You should take the whole shirt off in Munich.”
He gazes at you adoringly through the phone screen. “Weirdo.”
“I’m just trying to share the wealth. Get your thighs out in…” You check the tour schedule hanging on your wall. “Paris. Drop one piece every stop. By Baltimore you’ll be naked.” He’s teary eyed with laughter now, unable to speak. “I’m doing a public service here, honey.”
no bc I was literally thinking the same thing! So, here is blurb 🐙
Meet Cute [kth x reader]
Synopsis: The first time you meet Kim Taehyung
Warnings: blurb!, idol! Taehyung, in the industry! Reader, Taehyung love at first sight, oblivious! Reader?, big! Taehyung
A/N: this isn’t edited or proofread, there might be mistakes, oh well 🤷🏻♀️ I’m at work when I wrote it hahaha
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Season three of Jinny’s kitchen had been a demand from many fans across the world.
It was a simple concept. Na PD had a small group of well known individuals from South Korea find their way in running a Korean cuisine restaurant in a location where you probably couldn’t have found any authentic Korean food otherwise.
Actors, actresses, and sometimes a k-pop idol were suddenly navigating customer service, food, money, and a language barrier as they introduce locals to their home cooked foods.
México was a gamble that became a huge success, allowing Na to launch season two in Iceland! Familiar faces, same concept, and one new guest filled the season with winter weather and warm delicious food.
You had seen both seasons, loving every second and looking forward to whatever came next for the team and production crew. You had been lucky enough to be on one of Na’s other shows, a big fan of his work for a while now, and even more of a fan of his silly games. And the time you got to film under Na’s production was absolutely fun, your personality shining through out as you got along with the friendly producer.
So, it really shouldn’t come as a shock when he sends for you, inviting you to his season three cast. You had met Seojoon in passing, the only one you were somewhat familiar with and it weirdly gave you comfort that you’d recognize at least one person in the project.
And with that thought, you happily accepted.
Nothing prepares you two months later to be sitting across him. Kim Taehyung is back from the military and reprising his role on the team for season three with charming smiles. He’s more gorgeous in person, you had only really ever seeing the idol on billboards and magazines, but now he’s sitting across from you in a soft light corner of a restaurant as Na PD debriefed the plans for season three of Jinny’s kitchen.
Yumi is happy to have another female on staff with her, she huddles close to you, talking enthusiastically that she is almost successful in distracting you from Taehyung but not quite. You can feel his eyes keep flickering over to you, his gaze burning over you until you feel warm under your simple cardigan and slip dress.
It’s two hours of drinks, food, and introductions as you give the group a smile that dazzles. “Thank you for this opportunity, I hope to work hard for you all!” You are still coming to terms with the fact that you were about to be with these people for the next month in a foreign location, but with everyone matching your smiles you’re more excited than nervous by the end of the night.
And it’s when you’re hugging Yumi good bye that you notice him again. Taehyung has his hands in his pockets, standing just off to the side that you almost miss him. His long sleeve shirt hugs his bigger frame, the service in the military shaping his muscles to be more defined against the thin material, and you’re wondering what he’s doing. His head is tilted back, eyes trained up to look at the stars in the night sky, and he distracts you so much you don’t realize it’s just the two of you, until his gaze flits towards you, catching you red-handed in staring at him.
The restaurant is closed, everyone’s left, and you’re about to turn and leave in embarrassment when he speaks up. “I didn’t get the chance to properly introduce myself,” he hums and his entire body faces you. His eyes meet yours and root you in place while his lips curve up into another charming grin, his hand reaching out for yours.
It’s so simple, so ordinary, but your eyes stare at his out-reached hand with a held breath. You’re not sure why, but you have the strangest feeling that your world is about to flip completely upside down the moment you take his hand.
And when your hand eventually slips into his, he holds you like he never plans to let you go. He holds your hand firmly while invading your space, stepping closer until you have to look up at him to meet his chocolate brown eyes. It’s then, that you see the way his pupils dilate, his gaze flickering down to your lips and then back up. His smile grows into one of amusement, he looks like he knows something you don’t and you’re almost flushed against his body by this point. “My name is Kim Taehyung, it’s nice to finally meet you.”
personal trainer!jungkook has trained a handful of people, but you have to be the most entertaining one yet. every morning you walk in with your 32oz hydroflask filled with water and ice and a sleepy smile. he thinks it's the funniest thing ever because you don't even end up drinking half of what you're bringing. he always teases you about it. in return, you mock him regarding his newest haircut (secretly loving every style on him) and how his commitment issues shouldn't be so obvious. he rolls his eyes, laughs, and playfully throws punches your way.
personal trainer!jungkook would listen to your new boyfriend stories in between sets and hate it. sometimes, he'd purposely mis-count your reps just so he can feel like he avenged himself. when you catch on to his "lack" of math skills, you groan, "you hate me, don't you?" he'd nod, saying yes but he'd mean no.
personal trainer!jungook's favourite day is legs/ass day. your ass pump has to be what gets him through the week (specifically why he suggested legs/ass day to be 4 times a week). he loves it when you wear your light pink fucking lululemon set. some days, you'll even tie your hair up and add a little ribbon to it. he'll flick it, saying you look stupid but what is actually stupid is how much he likes it on you. you joke, "i'll take it off if you'll let me tie it around your biceps hehehhee..." he scrunches his nose at you and chuckles, "in your dreams, princess." ... all of this has him acting up, tbh. when you do your squats, he takes breaks. he looks away or makes dumb excuses like needing to check something at the front desk just so he can ease his nerves. or, he’ll simply go to the washroom to splash his face with cold water. when he comes back, he helps spot you. you (purposely) arch your back too much whenever you do this set. you do this set quietly. he watches quietly. with other exercises, he helps improve your posture. "so, when you come up, you're going to squeeze your glutes, yeah? w-what's so funny?" you snicker at him and throw your head back. "n-nothing! you have a cute bum." he glares at you. "shut up." you put your hands up but quickly drop them to his bum level and pretend to squeeze them. "my ass is like... twice yours." jungkook then chuckles, "i know. i built it. i own that ass."
personal trainer!jungkook knows what he's doing when he wears his fucking compression shirts. white, black, grey, navy blue—any. your favourite combination has to be the classic white with grey sweats. god, it's crazy. his body is carved in the most sexy way possible... it's enough to get you to the gym even when you're on your period. what makes this worse is that he's usually in a cheekier mood when he's in his compression shirts. maybe it's because he knows he's hot... it's also times like these where you act a lot cuter during your workouts. "and then when you pull down like this... you're basically working on your lats—" jungkook pauses and gives you a look. you smile, snickering at him because you finally know what your lats are and it's all thanks to him. low, he offers you his high-5. you high-5 him and then close your hands together. like a little handshake, he squeezes your hand and for a moment—just a mere fleeting moment—you two hold hands.
personal trainer!jungkook knows you respond well to praise. when he knows you had a heavier training day the day before, he's nice enough to give you low-intensity work outs the next day. still, as you struggle to push through, he doesn't let you cut out. instead, he empowers you and feeds your delulu. "you got this, ___. come on, drive it up. yes! just like that. mhmm, good, good. good job, mama. one more, last one... yes! see? knew you could do it. that's what i like to see! let's fucking goooo!" you catch your breath and glare at him. "i h-hate you." he shrugs. "proud of you. you did well. rest up... you have one more set."
I was on a roll today, and didn’t expect this to happen, butttt I saw this pic and went on a tangent! Enjoyyyy 😘 and Merry Christmas you filthy whores 😉 ~Kayla
So you work on the set of his music video, and you’ve worked with him for a bit. He’s extremely kind, albeit a little shy. And you’d have to be blind if you didn’t think he was pretty.
You just didn’t know he was built.
Until today.
You had been busy cleaning up your supplies while they were shooting in case touch ups were needed.
So to say you were surprised when you finished straightening up and went to watch was… an understatement.
You were in the middle of taking a drink when you saw him. He was drenched form head to toe and his shirt was clinging to his abs (which you didn’t even know he had? In hindsight, you should have, you just never thought of it. Well, tried not to anyway) and his pants. Oh god they were clinging to his very obvious bulge. There was no hiding that.
You choked on your drink when you noticed, coughing and sputtering. Jungkook smirks as he starts to walk by, having seen where you were looking. He pauses by you and leans down to your ear.
“Careful baby, I’d rather you choke on what you had your eyes on” he whispers, winking with a smirk as he walks off, causing you to watch him with wide eyes before following him to the back.
If you were already caught, might as well have your fun.
Alright, so I guess I have the honor of making inaugural post of the Wifey Trio blog! Friendly reminder, we are not holding back here. This blog will be our fully unhinged and unfiltered thoughts. Sorry not sorry 🤷🏻♀️
NOW! For the first post we’re gifting you, I got inspired by this Jungkook TikTok my friends sent me (linked below) and THIS is what happened. Hope you enjoy! 😘 ~Kayla
TikTok - Make Your Day
So you’re one of his make up artists right? And obviously you find him attractive. But you’re good at hiding it you think. He also finds you attractive, you just don’t know it. He’s loves your personality, your looks, you’re the whole package to him. But he hasn’t told you. There’s always others around.
Anyway, you’re good at hiding your feelings about him, you think. Until one day, you come in to work and your jaw about drops on the floor. He’s shirtless, and you’ve never seen him shirtless before. He sees your reaction before you quickly compose yourself. He’s on to you.
You go about your job, helping him get ready, and he’s almost done, just needs his mic hooked up to him. And he sees an opportunity. “Alright, I think that’s all good. She can do the mic on her own, thank you everyone”.
Internally you’re freaking out. He’s never dismissed everyone else, and now here he is, shirtless, alone with you.
“Alright pretty, mic me up” he smirks, watching you. You nod, grabbing the box and cords and turning back to him. He’s just smirking at you and goes “the cord needs to be here for this set” he says, gesturing to his nipples. You gulp, hands shaking slightly as you nod, moving to lean over him to adhere it. But that’s not good enough for him, and he can tell you’re close to breaking.
“Here pretty, I think you’d have a better angle over here” he smirks, hands going to your waist as he helps situated you over his addomen, just ahead of his crotch. Your eyes are wide, shocked at his actions, though you’re not complaining.
“M-mister Jeon?” You ask questioningly.
“Go ahead, set it up” he smirks, watching you on him. So you do, fingers shaking as you get the adhesive, carefully sticking the cord to his nipple like he instructed. And he lets out the smallest moan as you do, causing your breath to hitch.
He just smirks with a chuckle “knew I affected you. Go on baby, make me feel good. Use me” he smirks, pushing your hips back a bit to rest you over his hips. Both of you moan at the contact, as he starts to help guide you over him, your hips starting to grind of their own accord. If you got in trouble, fuck it. Not like he’d let you get fired anyway, you were his favorite. And it’s not like anyone could hear you.
Right?
Oh, if only you’d both checked that the mic was off once hooked up. Now all the boys have a front row seat to the sounds of him fucking you in the back room.
“lavender haze means the 'all-encompassing love glow.'”
yoongi x reader
genre: fluff
word count: 300+
a/n: i miss + love you guys!!!
looking out over the colorful city of seoul, you inhale the familiar earthy scents of october, leaning to the left to properly nuzzle your cheek into the warm fuzz of yoongi’s sweater.
gradually, summer has faded into fall, and the reintroduction of cold mornings is something you are still grappling with.
but life has been slower lately — more peaceful. your boyfriend has made it part of your routine to meet on the balcony in the late afternoon, when your respective work days are finished and the last of the sun is washing over your patio space.
“it’s getting colder,” he muses with a purse of his lips, tilting his head back to feel the last of the sun’s heat for the day.
you feel an immense amount of emotions as you glance over to the vision of him. your yoongi. soft skin glowing in the light, long sections of dark hair swept over his cheeks and pushed behind his ears, pink pout lifted in a content grin.
in his left hand he swirls a glass of whiskey, the ice clinking together being just one of the minimal sounds muffled by the bustling city below you.
his right hand is occupied playing with your fingers, tracing his pointer finger around your ring finger, eyes remaining shut.
“i wanna marry you in the fall,” yoongi seems to think out loud, his murmured words inciting a swell of warmth to your chest.
you sat for a moment in silence, wondering what you did to deserve such a gentle person in your life. he was soft in every action — every word spoken to you held tenderness and care.
scooting over in your chair, you wrap your arms around his neck, leaving a peck against the corner of his mouth.
you grin as he turns his head so that his lips can touch yours properly, pressing one, two, three smooches before leaning your forehead against his temple.
“hm,” you exhale, “what if i wanted to be a june bride?” you tease, giggling when you see the corner of his lips break into teeth-baring grin.
Summary: just imagine sharing so many kisses and cuddles with the sweetest man in existence Jeon Jeongguk im in a jeongguk mood so we are going to suffer together ok
Light pink petals adorn the grass beneath the blanket where your back rests comfortably, staring at the purple hues of the sky. The steady fall and rise of your chest regain your focus, the wispy breeze igniting goosebumps along your arms where they lay gently upon your abdomen. Closing your eyes momentarily, your senses heighten to the serene sounds of the leaves waving whispers into the air as petals continue to paint the horizon.
Inwardly, you want to giggle, because despite your eyes being closed, you can feel his gaze on you- something he has done ever since you accepted his proposal of a date. Not just any date with some ordinary fella, it happens to be a date with the shy countenance of a classmate whose long strands fall over his brown irises that widen at even the mere thought of finally getting to know you. His curiosity is far beyond the meaning of precious, and he has only spoken a few sentences since being here sprawled out beside you staring at the same purple sky.
“You know if you want to kiss me, you can already,” as if the trees sensed the budding cue, the entire world has gone silent as Jeongguk intakes a sharp, nervous breath. Eyes still closed, with a giddy grin spreading on your lips, you shift just enough to peek one glance at the lad who tenses in comparison to being caught in the act of mirroring your same thought.
“It’s that obvious isn’t it,” he exhales in an almost relieving way despite his jittery hands, his plaid shirt loose on his frame- undeniably handsome, and you know deep down you would do anything to feel his arms wrapped around you even if you maintain your confidence. When the pair of you finally grasp the bravery of staring into each other’s eyes, you see the gentle rise of a grin spread upon his lips igniting the desire to the point you feel the subtle tingle on your mouth.
Sitting up slightly, he surprises you, turning just enough to hover above you, his arms resting on either side of your head, lowering just enough to where his body perfectly aligns with yours- the tips of his hair tickle your face, and his shaky breaths swipe your chin as you continue to mesmerize yourself with the man longingly waiting to close the gap.
Gradually, you raise your hands enough to cup his cheeks, letting the softness of his skin etch its memory within your fingertips, listing your head just enough to where the tip of his nose brushes yours before it finally happens. His kiss, ever so gently caressing yours slowly but certainly proving every expectation you have ever had in what one would deem as a perfect kiss. Just the way each tender movement molds into yours, how will you ever find the will to stop? He leans to deepen the kiss prompting your head to return to resting upon the blanket, your hands gliding to tangle in his hair letting his figure retreat to shaping into you, his warmth encompassing every inch of your body and mind in ways you could never explain.
The tip of Jeongguk’s thumb strokes your cheek when he pulls away only for a mere moment before pressing a small kiss to your lips to finalize the memory in all its sincerity. Breathless, your eyes peel open to visualize him, your fingers still buried in his hair, yet words hardly form, it is his eyes that are telling you everything you need to know.
“Again,” you whisper.
Jeongguk responds immediately, crashing his mouth to yours without any hesitation, because if there is anyone, he would relive this reminiscent with, it is you.
It will always be you.
5 months later...
“What on earth are you doing?” Your giggles reverberate past the spinning ceiling fan, yet the warm frame of your boyfriend hovers over you in a sudden pounce. Jeongguk’s face presses to the crook of your neck where his fluffy strands tickle the bottom of your chin; his laughter tepid against your skin that ignites tingles spreading along your limbs with his every touch. Tightening his embrace, you hardly fight back, the happiness clinging to your heart as your fingers grip at his oversized hoodie. “I’m sweating.”
“And I feel like an ice cube, now hold me,” he shifts slightly for you to see his definition of seriousness behind his playfully widened eyes and the small pucker of his thin lips makes you shake your head teasingly in response.
A lazy day off work entails endless cuddles with the love of your life, buried deep upon the cushions of the sectional where blankets and pillows seem to get tossed wherever they are meant. Dim sounds of the television remain in the background but all you can focus on is the shade of Jeongguk’s irises before he wiggles his brows in attempt to dare you to move. To his surprise you do, shoving him with all the strength you can muster, he follows your determined hands until he finds himself on his knees, you mirror the same position though he remains to over tower your petite figure.
“There, that’s better.” The cool air drifts from the fan over your body sending the slightest of chills, but you enjoy patronizing Guk, especially when you see the longing in his gaze.
“Okay,” he raises his hands in defeat, “I’m listening.”
Tilting your head with an arched eyebrow, a subtle smirk glides upon your lips before you place either palm to his leading to the intertwining of gentle fingers. He wasn’t lying. His hands feel as though they had been laying in snow, and with your digits feeling like a sauna, you take a moment to comfort him- his tendrils falling into his eyes as he watches you. It’s so hard to refrain from him for how long you would like to tease him, and within a few seconds, you release your hands to jump into his arms, crashing into his kiss where you feel his budding smile.
Tugging you closer to deepen the kiss, his body presses into yours as if his life depends on it. Memories of cherry blossom petals swirl into the imageries involving your first date with him when he was too shy to kiss you, so you boldly stated that he should. Ever since, every waking minute, when life doesn’t get in the way, you find him at your door, excited to hold you for as long as he can. Late night tickle battles and lingering kisses have been your favorites to relive, or even the feel of his large hand reaching for yours under the covers after an overwhelming day. He has you. As you have him. It was all in the timing.
Collapsing back onto the couch, your fingers tangle in his hair as he touches the slowest, yet sensual kiss to finalize such a loving moment. Halting, your breath hitches, “I forgot what I was going to say,”
“Are you being serious or is that another cue for me to kiss you,”
“Either way I’m not going to complain.” You smile, letting him captivate you in one of many ways that he always has- the world melting around while you cherish every second of Jeongguk’s love.
hi loves, happy seokjin day!!! again, this is pretty plotless. this is literally just based off of that one picture from weverse, i saw it and just knew i needed to gush about jin with those cute little pigtails. happy birthday jinnie!!!!
genre: fluff
word count:
the pic in question: https://twitter.com/btstranslation7/status/1465305947979534347?s=21
“They’re louder tonight than last night.”
You hummed at Seokjin’s words, the proud smile lighting up his face warming your soul as he placed his in-ears on the desk.
The roar of the crowd was still ever present from the encore performance, muffled through the stadium walls but very much there. You let out a small contented sigh, watching your boyfriend from across the room as he wound down from his post-concert high.
These past few weeks had been some of your favorite spent with the man. Seeing him so inexplicably happy to be able to perform for the first time in so long touched your soul, made you feel grateful to the universe and hopeful for the future. 
Tonight was day two of their concert series, meaning it was already halfway done. But even with that in mind, the boys had made it such a fun night, completing the concert with Seokjin dressed as the famous doll from the Squid Game series.
Unsurprisingly, the fans had gone crazy over it just as you had.
Squinting at his hairstyle, you tried your best to stifle the smile attempting to spread on your face at the adorableness of the image in front of you.
Seokjin’s eyes widened when they caught yours in the mirror, a smile of his own threatening to appear as he squinted back at you inquisitively.
“What?”
With a nonchalant shrug, you pushed on your knees to stand off the couch, smiling when he stretched his arm out to his side in invitation. “You look really cute, baby. You make a good Young-hee.
Mouth twisting at your words, Jin let a snort escape his nostrils as you began flicking his hair in the pigtails, much like Jungkook had been doing during the show.
“You know, I appreciate that. I really dedicated myself to the role.” He nodded seriously, you reciprocating the action with a mocked reassuring rub to his shoulder.
“I’m sure that after this next season they won’t even bother with the robotic shit. Why should they rely on animatronics when they have a whole ass Kim Seokjin waiting to play the part?”
Your heart soars in your chest at the sound of Seokjin finally breaking, doubling over and squeaking with laughter at the somehow elevated mess of this conversation.
Finally his breath stabilizes again, eyes shimmering with tears he’s just produced as he wrapped his arms fully around your torso.
“I’m so in love with you.”
The confession has a more gentle tone than anything else he’s said tonight, something about saying those words always making him a bit shy.
But the familiar softness of his voice saying that phrase just makes you fall even more for the man, fondness spreading through your heart as you soothe your thumb over his soft cheek.
“Me too.” you nodded, Seokjin rolling his eyes a bit at the cop out but nevertheless leaning his forehead against yours, causing you to meet his plush lips in a sweet kiss.
You giggled against his mouth as he dove back in for more, hands holding your hips against his causing butterflies to erupt through your chest.
Instinctively placing your hands on his neck, you trailed your fingers up to play with his hair, the man sighing at the action as he spread your mouth open with his tongue.
Before he could get too carried away, your fingers were suddenly met with the rough material of the little bows still sitting in his hair, making you burst into laughter in his mouth.
“Why couldn’t you have just ignored it?” Seokjin whined in response, unable to hide the grin on his face as you laughed into his shoulder.
“I’m sorry, I just-“
Breaking out into another fit of laughter mid-sentence, you dug your fingers into his back and pulled him into a hug, the man’s hand running up and down your spine as you did your best to calm down.
“That’s it, I’m taking these out.”
At his words, you suddenly shook your head, your boyfriend’s eyes widening in response.
“Wait, I have to take a picture of you.”
Puzzled, Seokjin’s mouth popped open and closed a few times, confusion and maybe just a hint of concern lacing his features at the reason why you would need to do that.
“For ARMY. And my lock screen.” you added with a smirk, pulling away to retrieve your phone as the man tossed his head back in dread.
“C’mon sweets, you’re the cutest little creepy doll around.”
Seokjin’s eyes flickered with amusement as he shook his head, smile twisting at his lips as he posed for the camera.
