#collegestudent!reader

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guys im lowk thinking of writing a fic about garrett graham x college student!reader….. im scared. i have an amazing idea but im scuredddddd

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Background Character Vibes: 30. I love you (Written, NSFW)

A Choi Yeonjun x Reader smau

Rating: 18+ for swearing, mentions of alcohol and drugs, and eventual smut

Disclaimer: Ages of real people have been adjusted to suit the story better. MINORS DNI!

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SYNOPSIS: Y/N is always the sidekick and never the hero. It’s always about her friends and their drama, but she doesn’t mind. It’s better to just be quiet and blend in when your brother is THE Jungkook, the most popular singer of last year. With spring semester of her junior year of university approaching, yn is not ready for classes or for her crush Choi Yeonjun to notice her.

Or, Yeonjun finds himself captivated by the quiet psychology student that keeps rejecting Soobin’s request to become a tutor.

WARNINGS: protected sex, slight possessiveness?, jealousy??, dick sucking, pussy eating, dirty talk, praise, degradation in the slightest, really fluffy smut, teasing, probably more that im forgetting

 The evening had been going great until you returned from the bathroom to see the waitress flirting with Yeonjun. She was skinnier than you, had a prettier face, but you didn't feel the least bit self conscious. Not when Yeonjun stood from the table to meet you across the room and bring you into a passionate kiss. There was no room for jealousy over the pretty waitress flirting with a man who was obviously on a date, not when you had that gorgeous man kissing you like it was the last time he ever would.

"You're the only one I want," Yeonjun murmured against your lips, and you knew that he was determined to always make sure you knew that to be true. He pulled away to look into your eyes, "This isn't how I wanted to say it, it was supposed to be more romantic and not because the waitress was flirting with me, but-"

"I love you," you cut him off with a smile, bringing him in for another kiss, not caring who was watching this dramatic and romantic scene unfold in the cheesy diner.

"Hey, that was my line!" Yeonjun teased you as he pulled away from the kiss and lead you back towards your table. "I love you, yn."

The rest of your dinner was full of small giggles over the confessions of love, feeling the relief of having said the words and hearing them said back. You were sure the other diners were getting annoyed, but neither of you really cared. The giggles and utter joy carried you through the rest of the dinner, all to the way back to Yeonjun's apartment. Sweet, giggly kisses began to become more heated and needy, and you found yourself pressed against the wall of his bedroom, legs wrapped around his waist and his arms under your ass to hold you up, as you sloppily kissed in a clash of lips and tongues.

"No interruptions this time," you promised him when he laid you down on his bed, taking his shirt off before helping you with yours. You were so, so beyond ready for this. "I wanna be stuffed with your cock."

"Such a dirty mouth, princess. We can be filthy another day. Today, I want to have sex with the woman I love for the very first time," your heart and your pussy melted at his words. It was almost embarrassing how his sweetness made you far wetter than the rough making out had. Despite his gentle intentions, you rushed to take the rest of his and your clothes off. And when his boxers dropped to the floor, your jaw did a bit as well.

You had imagined what his length would look like, but your imagination was nothing in comparison to the real thing. The perfect combination of length and girth for you, though part of you wondered how on earth that would fit inside of you. The veins on his cock looks so inviting, you just wanted to lick them and tease the hell out of Yeonjun. He was throbbing so hard, desperate to be touched by you. The pink head was swollen, begging to be taken into your mouth. You couldn’t help but drool a little at the sight in front of you, something you hoped Yeonjun wouldn’t notice, but of course, he noticed everything. “Enjoying the view, baby?” He chuckled darkly. Your eyes slid up towards his hips, his chest, his eyes, which were clouded and darkening with his need for you. He looked ready to pounce on you. And you really hoped he would.

“You’re gorgeous, Jjunie,” You replied honestly, blushing as you continued to admire the naked man standing in front of you. The ache between your legs reminded you that you were laying on the bed, naked, in front of him. He was certainly enjoying the view as well, as his eyes raked up and down your body, admiring your each and every curve, scar, and stretch mark. You had always been shy in the past whenever you were intimate with someone, not that it had happened often anyway, but with Yeonjun, you weren't shy at all. You trusted him completely, with your family secret, with your heart, and with your body. You were ready for this next step with the man that you love so very much.

Yeonjun gave you a sweet smile, gazing into your eyes adoringly. "No, sweetheart, you're gorgeous," though his words came out so gentle, his hand under your chin to bring your lips to his was not. He kissed you like he was starved of your touch and needed as much of it as fast as he could. You kissed him back eagerly, although a bit surprised at the sudden change in pace. You weren't complaining, though. The man you love, kissing you so fiercely, needing you so bad? A wet dream come true, literally. Too often had you dreamed about what this would feel like, the extreme heat between the two of you, your lips aching to be on each others, knowing it was leading somewhere uncharted, undiscovered.

“I love you,” you whispered against his lips, as you pulled away ever so slightly, still giddy from the high of your earlier confessions. He smiled against your lips and kissed you once more, slower, deeper. His hands cupped your cheeks softly, yet his thumbs running along your jaw prompted you to open your mouth, his tongue slipping in and massaging your own. He wanted to make you feel as loved as you were, and you wanted to do the same for him. Where you wanted his tender touches, he wanted your eager ones. As your tongues fought for dominance, your hands on his chest as he leaned down on top of you, pressing your back into the bed. 

He pulled away from your heavy kiss, gasping for air, stroking your cheek as he kept one hand on the bed beside your head, keeping him from putting his full weight on you. He wanted you, so bad, he felt like he was going to explode if he didn’t have you cumming on his cock soon. But, he also wanted to take this slow and truly treasure the first time the two of you were this intimate. Clearly, you wanted that as well, as you weren’t begging him to fuck you or eat you out like other girls would have been doing at this point. He leant his face down a bit to nuzzle his nose against yours, whispering to you, “I love you too, angel.”

And when his lips met yours again, you were ready to get the ball rolling, ready for something more. An unexpected burst of confidence took over you, and you lightly pushed Yeonjun off of you so he rolled to the other side of the bed. Of course, you weren’t able to really push him, he was just nice enough to move like you wanted him to. You moved so you were straddling him, your core placed on top of his hard length, and no doubt he could feel how wet you were already. You kissed him once, twice, before moving so you could kiss your way down his chest, to his hips, to his tip. He sat up on the bed, propped up on his elbows so he could watch you settle between his legs that were hanging off the bed. Your tender kisses on his thighs caused him to groan, and you found the noise to be one of the hottest things you had ever heard. 

“You’re such a tease,” he groaned out as you kissed his tip gently, looking up at him through your lashes with your eyes wide and innocent. You smirked at him before licking up a stripe against his cock, happy when more groans left his lips. Enough teasing, you were ready to show him how much you loved him with your mouth. Taking his tip into your mouth, you allowed your saliva to trickle down his cock, so you could pump him while you eased him into your mouth. His hands found purchase in your hair, but he wasn’t pushing you down nor was he thrusting up. He didn’t want to hurt you, and he was loving that you were taking control in that moment. 

Your tongue swirled around him like a lollipop and your mouth was sucking on him just so, so perfectly as you kept taking more and more of him in your mouth. When he reached the back of your throat and you couldn’t take anymore of him, you began bobbing your head up and down around his length, using your hand to pump what couldn’t fit. Your other hand sneaked up and groped at his balls, resulting in a rather loud moan from Yeonjun who whispered words of encouragement. 

His fingers gripped at your hair, and the sting was unexpectedly arousing, and you could feel yourself getter wetter from just sucking him off and him pulling at your hair. You were desperate for some friction, rubbing your thighs together to try to ease the throbbing, the desperation, between your legs. As you played with his balls and sucked him as much as you possibly could, you noticed his thighs tensing on and on, each time tensing for a longer time than the last. His moans and groans were music to your ears, and as you did your best to quicken your pace, wanting to make him cum, he was pulling you off of him far too soon for your liking. 

A string of saliva connected your mouth to his tip as you leaned back on your knees so you could properly look at him. “What’s wrong? Was it not good?” You couldn’t help but be worried, as it sounded like he was enjoying it, only to stop you so suddenly. 

He shook his head, “No, baby, that’s not it. You were doing so, so good for me. I just don’t wanna cum for you, for the first time, anywhere other than inside you. Though, in a condom, of course.” He chuckled as you blushed at his equally sweet and dirty words. “It’s my turn to take care of you, and I’m not stopping until I’ve got you cumming on my tongue.”

And cum on his tongue you did. Not just once, but twice. He knew just how to tease you, to get you right to the edge only to stop and rip your orgasm away. But when he continued sucking on your clit and fucking you with his fingers, the orgasms that you finally had were earth shattering. It all felt like a blur, so euphoric that you only came back to your senses when Yeonjun was slurping up your juices from your cunt. The dirty sounds coming from between your legs, his gorgeous eyes connecting with yours, it was all too much and not enough at the same time.

You pulled Yeonjun up gently so you could kiss him, humming as you tasted yourself on his tongue. You were so in love with him but you also were just so damn horny. And you needed to be fucked already.

"Get the condom," you whispered against his lips as you pulled away ever so slightly. He wasted no time running to his discarded pants on the ground, grabbing and ripping open the foil packet. You couldn't help but drool a little as you watched him roll the condom down his length.

"Do you want me to make love to you and show you how much you mean to me, or do you want me to fuck you until you can't walk?" His lustful gaze met yours, his sexy voice making you rub your thighs against each other, desperate for some friction.

"Who says you can't do both?" And so he did. He fucked you in different positions at different paces, all while telling you the same things. He peppered your face with kisses as he fucked into you slowly and gently in missionary, whispering how much he loved you. He bruised your hips as he pounded into you in doggy, grunting out words of his love. He sucked on your hard perky nipples as you rode him, his hips rutting up to help you while he praised you and told you he loved you.

And when you came for the final time that night, impaled on his cock, his hand around your throat and his lips leaving hickeys on your breasts, he continued to proclaim his love for you.

"I love you so much," his hips were starting to stutter as he was close to his release. "You're mine, princess. My baby girl. My love. Fuck, baby." Your lips silenced his words as you squeezed your pussy around his dick, eager to help him reach his high. This little squeeze from you was exactly what he needed to release and cum. The moans that left his lips as he did so almost made you want to go for round two, but you knew neither of you were going to be able to do that after such a blissful first time together.

The two of you got cleaned up, whispering more "I love you"s to each other and giggling with joy as you repeated the phrase back to one another. Yeonjun knew who you were, and his love for you didn't change or waver when you had revealed Jungkook as your brother during the car ride back to Yeonjun's apartment. He was unconditionally accepting of you and every part of you that you revealed to him.

And as the two of you snuggled in his bed, exhausted from the intensive fucking, you realized that you accepted yourself now too. You were proud to be Zoa's best friend, Yeonjun's girlfriend, and Jungkook's sister. But more importantly, you were proud that all of these different identities made up your whole; yn. Maybe it was time to step out of the shadows and into the sunshine, become the main character in your own life.

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Show Me | pjm (m)

Summary - Jimin shows you how good he can make you feel.

Word Count - 2146

Pairing -  Jimin x reader

Genre - smut

Warnings - penetrative sex, exhibitionism, voyerism, dirty talk, dom jimin

a/n -  another re-write from a previous fandom. :)

“This project will be worth 30% of your grade.“ 

A normal Wednesday morning in  your government class just got a little more interesting.

“I assigned you partners,“ the professor continued as a collective groan echoed through the classroom. 

“Jeon Jungkook  and Kim Taehyung.” 

Jungkook and Tae high fived.

“Kim Seokjin and Min Yoongi.”  

“Jung Hoseok and Kim Namjoon.” 

Hoseok whooped quietly, grinning at Namjoon

“Y/N and Park Jimin.” She said and you froze, glancing over at the notorious bad boy who raised an eyebrow at you, as one corner of his mouth tilted up.

You couldn’t focus on the rest of the names that she read off because you were too busy panicking. How did you end up paired with Jimin? Was the teacher trying to kill you? You had nothing against the blonde haired risk-taker, quite the opposite. You had a huge crush on Jimin. From his long soft, pushed back locks, to his shimmering brown eyes, to his freakishly large thighs and strong frame. He was terrifyingly attractive, sex on legs, and you were nervous as hell to work with him.

“Please get together with your partners and discuss your strategies for this assignment.”  

Jimin smiled that devilish smile, beckoning you over with one finger. You gathered your books and stood, walking on wobbly legs towards the sinfully gorgeous boy.

“Hey.”  

“Hey,” you tried to sound normal.

“Don’t be scared, princess. I don’t bite - hard,” he grinned, sensing your uneasiness.

He leaned far into your personal space as he said it and you noticed the tangy scent of his cologne as you sucked in a breath. He even smelled like heaven.

“I’m- I’m not,” you said  quietly.

“You seem pretty nervous to me. Listen, just because I’ve got a reputation doesn’t mean I’m some lawless thug who-“ 

“No! I don’t think that!” you interjected, “I don’t have anything against you or your reputation.” 

“Then why are you acting like you could jump up and flee out the nearest exit if I move too fast?” he accused. 

“Social anxiety.”  

“Oh,” he said, The guilt apparent on his features.

“Yeah. So which amendment did you want to start with?” you asked,  getting focused and trying not to sniff him; he smelled so good.

 20 minutes later, you’d both picked out which amendments you’d be showcasing as having a lasting impact on the country, and which ones seemed out of date. The bell rang and you stood up to leave when Jimin placed a hand on your arm, his fingers on your bare skin burned in a delightful way.

“I’m sorry about earlier, I… I'm just so tired of being looked down on for where I come from,” he explained. 

“I could never look down on you, Jimin. You’re too tall,” you joked, earning a rare Jimin genuine smile, “ should we exchange numbers so we can work on the project?“  

“Oh don’t worry y/n, I’ll find you,” He grinned deviously. 

You flushed, watching him saunter down the hallway.

You organized records in alphabetical order a few nights later at your afterschool job. You didn’t hear the doorbell chime, so you nearly peed your pants when a soft, sultry voice whispered in your ear.

“Told you I’d find you.”

You whirled around, coming face to face with Jimin. He was dangerously close to you, if you just used your tiptoes, you could kiss him. Your heart beat like a hummingbirds in your chest.

“Hi,” you breathed out in a whisper.

“Hi,” he whispered back, gaze flicking from your eyes to your lips.

His tongue danced across his own lips, and he started to lean in. The doorbell chimed, breaking the spell you’d both been under and he stepped back quickly.

“So um, maybe tomorrow after school, you could come over and work on the government project?” he asked, running a hand through his hair. 

“Yeah, sounds good. Can I ride with you though? I’m saving up for a car,”  you looked down. 

“Sure, meet me by the front door after your last lecturel.”

You watched him walk out the door, letting out the breath you hadn’t known you’d been holding.

You anxiously bounced your leg up and down during the last class of the day. You have been on edge all day. You were going to Jimin’s place. Would his roommates be home? Did he have roommates? Would you two be alone? So many of your naughty dreams had taken place in this seemingly imaginary place and this place was about to be real. You knew nothing sexual was actually going to happen, but you were still so nervous. The bell rang and you jumped out of your skin. It was time. You gathered your things, and walked to the front door, where Jimin was waiting for you. Hoseok and Jin  were by his side, all of them laughing.

“Hey y/n,” Jimin smiled. 

“Hey Y/N,” Jin and Hoseok said at the same time, both of them shouting “jinx!”

You giggled and waved hello.  Jimin threw an arm around your shoulders and walked with you to his bike. All eyes were on you, questions swimming through the halls of your university. People whispered to their friends and stared and ashamed.

“Everyone’s looking at us,” you whispered . 

“Good,” he winked and helped you onto the bike. 

You pressed your body close to his, arms wrapped tightly around his waist. He sped out of the parking lot, leaving the spectators in the dust. You buried your head into his back, trying not to watch the lines on the road flash by. When he pulled up to the apartment complex, you didn’t let go for a moment.

“You ok?”  

“Yeah, just give me a second. I’m a little woozy.” 

He got off the bike and looked at you for a moment, then picked you up and carried you inside.

“Put me down!” you shriek-laughed. 

“Didn’t want you to stumble since you were ‘woozy’,” he shrugged, plopping you into the couch. 

You hated to admit it, but being held in his lean, strong arms make you feel alive, like adrenaline have been shot straight into your heart. You already missed the warm, safe feeling. You sighed. 

“So… hungry? Thirsty?”  

“I’m okay, thanks,” you smiled and he sat next to you on the couch, far too close but not nearly close enough. 

 As you typed out which amendments were outdated, you were hyper aware of Jimins’ every movement. It was driving you crazy, being so close to him. You both chatted about random topics, as you worked. About halfway through, you stood up to stretch and take a break, as did Jimin. You took a step towards the kitchen for some water, tripping over your backpack, but Jimin’s strong arms darted out to catch you. Your hands on his chest, his arms around you, that’s where it really began. You were being electrocuted by his touch. You both stayed like that, lost in each other’s eyes. 

Jimin moved in slow motion, lips barely grazing yours in feather soft brushes. Gentle, sweet. You were floating on air. Then, the wild fire broke out, Jimin’s lips crashing down on yours with so much need and desire, you could barely keep up. He shoved you against a wall, hands roaming everywhere on your body, lighting you ablaze. You moaned into his mouth, able to stop it. His hands on your body sent you into another level of lust, another level of craving him. He bit down harshly on your neck creating a gasp from you. He blew cold air on it, licking the sore red spot. The stinging turned to tingling, sending shivers down your spine.

“Everyone’s going to see these tomorrow know that you’re mine,” he pulled your hips closer roughly.

“I’ve been watching you, princess. I’ve seen you in those pretty little skirts, completely unaware of all the boys watching you. Unaware of what you’re doing. Teasing. I’ve wanted this from the day I laid eyes on you. So many nights alone I would think of your pretty plump lips wrapped around my cock,” he groaned. 

His words had you soaking.

“Why did you wait?”    

“Didn’t think you’d want someone like me,” he shrugged. 

“Do you know how many nights I’ve touched myself to the thought of you, Jimin? How many times I’ve moaned your name, wishing your hands were the ones touching me? You’re so sexy, so brave. I’ve wanted you inside me for so long,” you whispered hotly 

“You got off thinking about me?”  

You bit your lip, nodding. 

“Show me,” he grinned mischievously. 

You bravely took his hand and had him guide you to his room. You crawled onto his bed as he stood, watching you. Your eyes locked on his, you began undressing. Slowly, you removed everything you were wearing, your hands going to your breasts. You kneaded them, rolling your nipple between your forefinger and thumb. 

“Mmm...” you closed your eyes, lolling your head back, “Fuck, Jimin.” 

Your hands slowly traveled down your body, until they landed by your aching heat. Your fingers danced along your slit, then you pushed one inside yourself, arching your back and groaning as you circled it around your clit. Jimin’s breath hitched as he watched you pleasure yourself for him. You added another finger, pumping it in and out slowly, squirming on Jimin’s bed. You’d done this a thousand times, but with Jimin’s face watching your every move, it was so much more thrilling, it was erotic. You began moving your fingers faster, his name falling from your lips as you got closer, your orgasm crashing over you. 

“Mmm… oh gosh, Jimin,” you moaned loudly, eyes connected with his, and you could hear his heavy breathing. 

You lay there, naked body on full display for Jimin. His eyes had darkened, his deep brown now resembling black. 

“Shit princess, that was so fucking sexy,“ he groaned, stepping towards the bed, “but I can make you feel even better.” 

“Show me,” you purred. 

Jimin sprang into action, flinging his shirt off and unbuckling his jeans faster than you’d ever seen anyone move. Down to his boxers, he crawled on top of you, kissing you rough and deep and so good. You couldn’t believe this was actually happening. His boxer-covered erection ground against your dripping core and you groaned. 

“You like that baby? Like how my big fat cock feels against that tight little pussy?” He moaned in your ear. 

“Yes, fuck,” you whimpered, “Jimin, I need you.” 

Jimin grabbed a condom from inside his night stand and slipped it on quickly, aligning himself with your entrance. He slowly pushed in, and oh gosh it stung. He was so big. He lay still for a moment, watching your face for a sign you were ready to move. When you nodded, he slowly pulled out of you, then gently thrust back in. The stinging turned to this amazing, warm, delicious feeling and Jimin started moving faster, whispering dirty things in your ear, telling you how good you felt around him. 

“So beautiful, you take it so good baby,” he encouraged you, but you couldn’t answer. You were a moaning mess underneath him.

Jimin hit every good spot, and knew exactly what he was doing as he pounded into you, and you’d never felt such bliss in your life. The fire deep inside of you was one that you weren’t sure could be quenched. He filled you up so completely, bringing you absolute ecstasy. Jimin was made to fuck, and he was amazing at it. You writhed underneath him, unable to keep still from the insane amounts of pleasure coursing through you. You knew you were close, and so did Jimin, his hand reaching down to draw figure 8’s on your clit.  When your orgasm came, it was like the entire world was shaking. You screamed out his name, back aching into his body, feeling like your soul was leaving yours. You were flying. You felt high. Jimin filled the condom seconds later, panting as his body collapsed on top of yours. He rolled next to you and gathered you in his arms. 

“Holy shit,” he breathed, chest rising and falling rapidly. 

“Agreed,” you nodded, snuggling into his embrace. 

He smirked, and kissed your cheek. You blushed and hid your face in his neck, making him laugh. 

“How can you be shy after all that?” 

“Shut up,” you mumbled into his skin. 

“Y/N?” He asked quietly.

“Hmmm?” 

“I want you, all the time. I don’t want to have to let you go after this, will you be mine?” he asked, and when you were quiet ( simply because you were in shock) he added “I promise I’ll treat you right, like you deserve.”

You lifted your head to meet his gaze, smiling at him as you nodded, telling him you would be his. 

“Show me.” 

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Lost between the pages | Garrett Graham

pairing: garrett graham x collegestudent!reader

summary: you are so busy studying for tests and getting into nursing school you forget about your two year anniversary with garrett

a/n: hi this is my first fic, kinda nervy 😭 please leave me some feedback in my inbox or comments 😚

you and garrett have been dating for 2 years. you met him in your philosophy class sophomore year when he asked you to tutor him. as ya’ll hung out, more and more after he finally got the A he needed, you realized how much you actually enjoy his presence. that he’s not just a jock who plays hockey and fucks every girl he sees.

garrett finally asked you out october 12th, 2024. you support him through hockey, he supports you with your passion in nursing. he knows how much becoming a nurse means to you, he even lets you practice venipuncturing on him.

its currently 5:30 pm on a tuesday. you’ve been studying since Garrett left for practice. you were too busy studying to realize the door was unlocked and Garrett entered the house.

“hey baby,” his voice makes you jump. “oh, hi baby how was practice?” you say as you continue to write down notes. “same old same old.” he says as he put his bag down. “so, are you almost ready to go?” he says with a big smile on his face. “….for what?” you say as you continue writing and then turn to flip the page. his eyebrows furrow, “for our date? its our two year anniversary.” he watches as you stop writing and look up at him, he sighs his shoulders dropping. the disappointment on his face is evident, though he’s trying hard not to become angry. he spent weeks planning this night. “oh shit.. that’s tonight?” you say as you actually look at his face. “you forgot?” he says as he looks at you hurt shown on his face.

you go to speak but nothing comes out. he scoffs, “you forgot.” he says as he runs a hand through his hair. “god, im so sorry, i’ve have a million tests coming up an-“ “and you forgot. you fucking forgot our two-year anniversary?" his voice cracks slightly. "the same anniversary I've been planning for two weeks straight? the same one where I booked the private rooftop, hired a violinist, got you those roses.." you look down at the table and see the roses with a bunch of other gifts. “baby im sorry you know how i am with tests, and trying to get into nursing school-“

he holds his hand up, cutting you off. "no, stop." his jaw clenches as he turns away from you, staring out the window at the darkening sky. "I get it, okay? nursing school is important. your future is important." he laughs bitterly. "i’m your boyfriend. but apparently I'm not that important."

“that’s not-“ he takes a step back. "you know what? you keep studying. forget about me. forget about us. i’m going to go return the tickets for the violinist and tell the restaurant their private rooftop booking is cancelled." you look down obviously upset that you ruined this. you knew how excited he was and you ruined it.

y’all stay in uncomfortable silence, you avoiding eye contact, him looking out the window shaking his head. "i need some air." he says as he grabs his keys and wallet from the counter. he doesn't look back at you as he walks toward the door. "maybe when you're done with your precious studying, you'll remember that you have a boyfriend who was trying to surprise you for your two-year anniversary." the door slams behind him. you watch as he leaves heart breaking even more. you flinch as the door slams. as soon as he’s gone you sigh. “fuck”.

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Background Character Vibes: Epilogue

A Choi Yeonjun x Reader smau

Rating: 18+ for swearing, mentions of alcohol and drugs, and eventual smut

Disclaimer: Ages of real people have been adjusted to suit the story better. MINORS DNI!

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SYNOPSIS: Y/N is always the sidekick and never the hero. It's always about her friends and their drama, but she doesn't mind. It's better to just be quiet and blend in when your brother is THE Jungkook, the most popular singer of last year. With spring semester of her junior year of university approaching, yn is not ready for classes or for her crush Choi Yeonjun to notice her.

Or, Yeonjun finds himself captivated by the quiet psychology student that keeps rejecting Soobin's request to become a tutor.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING AND FOR SUPPORTING THIS SERIES. I LOVE YOU ALL VERY MUCH. THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL TO THIS STORY BUT I HAVE NO IDEA WHEN IM GONNA WRITE IT. I love you all very much, thank you for being part of this.

Background Character Vibes Taglist (closed): @carateum1 @yunyunatz @staysstrays @ashxxkook @junnmizz @gyufemboy @ioszzn @imcoenffl @130999 @qghosty @hwasatiny @arizejkt19  @yla-aira  @kajysstuff @igotkpoops @knisterlicht​ @nishmrriki

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Background Character Vibes: 6. Keep Your Pants On

A Choi Yeonjun x Reader smau

Rating: 18+ for swearing, mentions of alcohol and drugs, and eventual smut

Disclaimer: Ages of real people have been adjusted to suit the story better. MINORS DNI!

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SYNOPSIS: Y/N is always the sidekick and never the hero. It's always about her friends and their drama, but she doesn't mind. It's better to just be quiet and blend in when your brother is THE Jungkook, the most popular singer of last year. With spring semester of her junior year of university approaching, yn is not ready for classes or for her crush Choi Yeonjun to notice her.

Or, Yeonjun finds himself captivated by the quiet psychology student that keeps rejecting Soobin's request to become a tutor.

A/N: y’all im so excited, things are gonna start happening !! also im nervous af to write my second ever smut scene even tho, honestly, it won’t be happening for a while hehe, no rushing of things here!

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Background Character Vibes: 27. Sweeter than Any Macaroon

A Choi Yeonjun x Reader smau

Rating: 18+ for swearing, mentions of alcohol and drugs, and eventual smut

Disclaimer: Ages of real people have been adjusted to suit the story better. MINORS DNI!

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SYNOPSIS: Y/N is always the sidekick and never the hero. It's always about her friends and their drama, but she doesn't mind. It's better to just be quiet and blend in when your brother is THE Jungkook, the most popular singer of last year. With spring semester of her junior year of university approaching, yn is not ready for classes or for her crush Choi Yeonjun to notice her.

Or, Yeonjun finds himself captivated by the quiet psychology student that keeps rejecting Soobin's request to become a tutor.

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You were excited to see your boyfriend more than you were excited to study, and more than you were excited to see his surprise. However kind and thoughtful, you were enchanted by him all on his own, and it was always his mere existence that set your heart aflame every time you thought of him or looked at him. If you were being honest with yourself, you were feeling rather down the past day or so. While everything going on with Dispatch and your brother was happening, you felt constantly supported by your friends and by your brother, Taehyung, and Sunoo. But, you didn’t have the support of your boyfriend, because he couldn’t know. Not just yet. You were terrified of telling him who your brother really is to begin with, and now that there’s the chance someone is trying to see your reaction to find out if you are truly Jungkook’s sister? Extremely terrified. You trusted Yeonjun enough to believe he was not the person behind everything, but you were worried someone was using him without his knowledge.

You desperately wanted to be comforted by your boyfriend and told comforting things, but there was just no way to have these things without putting yourself at even more risk for your whole life to just... explode. So, you had been pretty down. You were sure you were doing your best to hide it, as none of your friends had mentioned anything about your behavior or your attitude lately, and they were doing their usual check-ins to see how you were doing. Zoa, of course, always knew when something was up with you, and you knew that she knew you were feeling sad, but she was kind enough to not bring it up. Your best friend for so many years, the owner of a tattoo matching your own, she knew that you were upset because you couldn’t go to your boyfriend about everything going on. 

Yeonjun also hadn’t picked up on your less perky than normal attitude, or at least, that’s what you were thinking. When you met him at the library in the same spot where you had always tutored him, he sat at the table waiting for you while playing a game on his laptop (you could hear the sounds of the game as you approached). On the table with his laptop was his backpack, books, a notebook, and a small box that had birds and flowers on the lid.

 “Are you winning?” You place your backpack on the table next to his, moving to stand behind him and wrap your arms around his shoulders and neck, giving him a small squeeze. You weren’t sure what game he was playing, as it was one you had never seen him playing before, but you really cared more about the feeling of his lips on your skin as he dipped his head down briefly to kiss one of your arms.

“Oh, I definitely am. I’m winning in the game too. Give me a minute, yeah? Then I’m all yours,” though you couldn’t see his face, you knew he was smiling. Just picturing his beautiful smile had you melting. You watched in silence as his player ran across the screen, picking up objects and throwing them down. The retro sound effects and music, as well as the graphics, made you want to tease him for being older than you, but you opted to keep quiet and run your hands through his hair. True to his word, he finished the level of his game within a minute or so, and as soon as he was finished, he shifted in his seat to face you as much as he could.

His hands grabbed yours and tugged on you gently, pulling you into his lap so he could hold you close. His warmth was definitely welcome in the cold of the library, and his warm lips were almost a necessity. You really could never get enough of his kisses. Pressing your lips against his, Yeonjun hummed happily as he gripped your waist and kissed you back eagerly. Little pecks turned to open mouth kisses, to your tongues fighting for dominance, to you straddling him as you made out.

Kissing him was so addicting, as was the feeling of his skin against yours, his lips on your neck. You found yourself constantly craving him, craving more and more, and you were sure that if he hadn’t been the one to pull away from the kiss when you started grinding against his hardening bulge, you might have just fucked him right there in the library.

“Baby,” Yeonjun kept his eyes closed, fingers digging into your flesh as he cupped your ass. “Trust me, I wanna keep going. So fucking bad. But I really do need your help studying.” You pressed a kiss against his forehead, and he sighed contently before opening his eyes to gaze into yours. His pupils were blown out and he looked wild, absolutely dripping with sex appeal and desire. You knew if you ignored his wishes and kept kissing him, he would eventually give into you, but you knew better than to be selfish and, well, an asshole.

Finding your seat across the table from Yeonjun, the two of you took a couple seconds to catch your breath and to calm yourselves down. “If you do well on your test, then we can finish what we’ve started here,” you teased your boyfriend as you began taking your laptop and study supplies out of your bag.

“Oh! Before we start, I told you I got you a surprise!” Yeonjun beamed at you, positively elated with his present for you and your reaction. He nudged the box covered in birds and flowers towards you and leaned over the table to kiss you. “For our three week anniversary, and because I know you’ve been feeling down lately.”

“How did you know?” You were surprised to learn he was aware of your recent emotional turmoil. You were sure he had no idea, but maybe he was just very good at respecting your privacy and understanding you all at the same time. “You never said anything about it.”

“I didn’t wanna overstep, I figured you would, and hopefully will, tell me what’s going on when you’re ready to. So, I’m not asking you to explain what’s going on or demand you come to me when you’re feeling sad. I respect you and your boundaries, and I will be here for you to hold you and kiss you and comfort you when you do come to me. Until you do though, I’ll do my best to make your days a little bit happier. So, I hope this little present helps with that.”

Your eyes were watering at his explanation, and you were so sure you were almost truly, fully in love with the man you had only known for a few months, had only dated for three weeks. You knew others would say it was too soon for love at all, but you knew real love does not exist on a timeline. You were scared for your continously growing feelings of love for Yeonjun, but you were so excited to feel something so strong. And maybe, just maybe, this absolute kindness and respect Yeonjun was demonstrating for you meant he was feeling all the same.

“Thank you,” you leaned over the table to kiss him once more. He chuckled, squishing your cheeks as he nodded at the box on the table.

“You haven’t even opened it, princess,” his hands found yours and guided them to the box. He was so excited for you to open it. And when you did, you gasped and that’s when the tears fell. Inside the small box was white and pink macaroons, your favorite sweet treat, and beautiful pink flowers, possibly carnations and tiny roses. It was beautiful and so sweet, so god damn romantic. You honestly had never enjoyed a study session so much before, but sharing macaroons with the man you were falling in love with was one hell of a way to learn.

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Background Character Vibes: 26. Impulsive and Mildly Idiotic

A Choi Yeonjun x Reader smau

Rating: 18+ for swearing, mentions of alcohol and drugs, and eventual smut

Disclaimer: Ages of real people have been adjusted to suit the story better. MINORS DNI!

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SYNOPSIS: Y/N is always the sidekick and never the hero. It's always about her friends and their drama, but she doesn't mind. It's better to just be quiet and blend in when your brother is THE Jungkook, the most popular singer of last year. With spring semester of her junior year of university approaching, yn is not ready for classes or for her crush Choi Yeonjun to notice her.

Or, Yeonjun finds himself captivated by the quiet psychology student that keeps rejecting Soobin's request to become a tutor.

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