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49, taehyung, male reader pls 💗

49. “Can’t you see how fucked up this is?”

taehyung x m!reader; secret relationship au

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"you're really going to continue to bring this up?" you rubbed your eyes with a sigh.

"yes. i am. because i'm your boyfriend, not namjoon!" taehyung hissed at you.

you, namjoon, and taehyung went out for a few drinks earlier and all your friend could bother to do was flirt with you. he was a natural flirt, it was something he always did. but he never took it any further than that. but you couldn't exactly get upset with namjoon for flirting with you considering he didn't know you were a taken man.

"i know that, but joon doesn't! and he would know, and back off, if you let me tell him about us!" you argued back. when you first started dating, he wanted to keep it on the down low, not wanting to hurt the friendship dynamic (because so many times did it end in disaster when your friends dated each other). but now it had been almost eight months. eight!! you'd think that'd be enough time to finally tell people, but still taehyung hestitated. "i don't know why you're so upset with me, when you're the one who is so insistent on not letting people know. can't you see how fucked up that is?"

taehyung is silent at your words. he knows you're right, but too proud to admit it. he liked living in the little bubble the two of you created, where no one knew about you being together and you could simply live in peace. yet at the same time, he wanted to show you off as his. let the world know that yes, you were together. but he couldn't do that unless he popped that bubble.

you stare at him expectedly, waiting for an answer, but he remained silent. with a sigh, you gathered up your coat. "we'll talk more in the morning. i'm going back to my place."

taehyung whinced as his front door slammed shut, leaving him alone to stew in his misery.

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57, yoongi, male reader 🙏 please and thx!!

57. “Forget it, you’re a fucking asshole.”

yoongi x m!reader; enemies to lovers, college au

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ending up locked in a closet with min yoongi was not what you expected when you arrived at the beta sigma party tonight. and yet here you were.

upon entering the frat house, you were told to write your name and put into a hat. not thinking, you did as you were told and carried on with your night. you had completely forgotten about it until your name was being chanted all throughout the house.

"there you are!" a random person shouted over all the noise as they grabbed your wrist and all but dragged you into the crowd.

apparently, the name thing was for seven minutes in heaven. and min fucking yoongi picked your name. to say that the two of you didn't get along was the least of it. you've known him practically your whole life, having lived across the street from him growing up. and for some godforsaken reason, was just a complete and utter dickhead to you. always teasing you about how much better he was at school than you or stealing whatever position you wanted, whether it be the lead in the school play or class president. he always got it and held it over your head.

you thought going to college would've given you some freedom from him, but no. he just had to apply and get accepted to the same college as you.

now here you were, chest to chest with the man and irritated as all hell.

"how much longer?" he grumbled.

"it's barely been a minute," you huffed in response. god, you wish they chose a bigger closet but no they had to chose the world's smallest linen closet. you tried to straighten up a bit, get yourself comfortable standing for the next few minutes when yoongi let out a groan.

"can you stand still? fuck, dude."

you narrowed your eyes at him. "i'm sorry, but there's not a lot of space in general so could you chill out? jeez."

yoongi tisked at that, but he said nothing. both of you were quiet for the next few minutes, leaving you not much to do but stare at each other. just barely you could make out his silhouette in the darkness. a small sliver of his face was illuminated from the light bleeding through the doorframe. you hated to admit it, but he was attractive. and being so close to him, feeling the heat radiate off his body, was going to drive you crazy.

"3 minutes!" a voice shouted as it banged on the door.

you watched as yoongi's eyes shifted to the door, back to you. "wanna give them a show?"

"excuse me?" you were taken back for a second, was he suggesting what you think he was suggesting? all yoongi did was raise his eye brows at you for a moment, and maybe it was the alcohol in your system, but you found yourself saying "what the hell" and grabbing him by the shirt, tugging him towards you.

yoongi was an incredibly good kisser, his lips soft against yours. he matched the pace you set perfectly. your hands went up to his hair, making a mess of his dark locks. for a moment, one shining moment, you forgot your entire history with him.

but with one swing of a door opening, the light flooded into the closet, ending the moment. immediately the two of you broke apart, besides a string of saliva still holding you together. you blinked at yoongi, trying to wrap your head around what had just happened, when he pulled away from you, walking into the crowd.

"wait, yoongi!" you called out as you ran after him. "what was that? can we talk about what just happened?"

"nothing happened." he told you, looking at you like you were crazy. "it was just a kiss, why you acting like it changes anything. you're still you, i'm still me."

swallowing thickly, you turned on your heels and walked away. "forget it, you're a fucking asshole."

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Dip!! May I request #51 “Please stop rolling your shirt sleeves up, it’s terribly distracting” with Jimin x M reader please?

51. “Please stop rolling your shirt sleeves up, it’s terribly distracting”

jimin x male reader | smut/nsfw | established relationship au

note - reader has tattooed arms

“please stop rolling your shirt sleeves up, it’s terribly distracting”

turning your head to face your boyfriend, you furrowed your brows together. "i beg your pardon?"

stepping up from his desk, jimin walked over to you. now in front of you, he took your hands in his, delicately dragging his fingers around your hands and up your forearms, tracing along the ink emebbed into your skin. "you have no idea how much you effect me, do you?"

"i'm sorry?" you felt your face burn under his heavy gaze as his hands made their way back down to your wrists. jimin lifted your hand to his lips, pressing delicate kisses to your knuckles.

"your arms are very disctracting," he sighed against your skin, his warm breath causing you to shiver. "my mind constantly wanders whenever i see them."

"i-is that so?" you stuttered, trying to match jimin's energy. he always seemed to seduce you with ease, not ever stumbling over his words or seeming unsure in his actions. meanwhile you never failed to trip and fall over your attempts to flirt with him. "what-what do you think about?"

"i think about how pretty your hands are when wrapped around my cock," he smiled as he heard your breath hitch, "or when they're tied to the bed frame."

you swallowed thickly at his words. meeting his eyes you could see his pupils were completely blown out, flittering down to your lips. in the blink of an eye, his mouth were on yours. you groaned into the kiss as his lips moved against yours.

"bedroom?"

"what about your work?"

"i'm too hard to think about work now, get your perky ass in the bedroom now."

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Drabble request from prompt list 5. #3, Namjoon, male reader.

3. “You’re not hurting me, you’re not heavy. I’ve got you, love.”

namjoon x male!reader | fluff + humor | established relationship au

“nope, i’m not doing this,” you stated, turning on your heel.

“no, come on! it’ll be alright, it’ll be fun!” namjoon said as his hand grabbed hold of your wrist, preventing you from leaving the room.

“you want to toss me across your shoulders to work out!” you’ll admit that when namjoon first proposed the idea, you were intrigued, liking the idea of him being so strong he could toss you around a bit, but now that you were actually in the gym, with namjoon in his work out clothes, you were having second thoughts.

“trust me baby, everything is gonna be okay,” he assured you.

tucking your lower lip between your teeth, you nodded. “okay.” with that, namjoon lead you over to a bench, facing the mirrored wall.

“alright, hop up.” he patted his shoulders as he sat down on the bench. carefully as you could, you used the seat as leverage, lowering yourself across namjoon’s shoulders. as you did so, he wrapped his arms around you, keeping you balanced as he stood up. you let out a squeak as he did, only resulting in a chuckle from him. “you’re not hurting me, you’re not heavy. i’ve got you, love.”

you felt the tips of your ears burn at his words, letting out a barely auditable ‘okay’.

standing in front of the mirror, you gripped on tightly to namjoon’s thick arms as he lowered himself into a squat position. “one.”

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40, Taehyung with female reader

40. “I’m just saying that if we had kids, they would be beautiful.”

taehyung x f!reader; established relationship

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"thank god, you're here!" you sighed in relief as you opened the door. "can you please hold her for a bit?" holding out the baby in your arms to your boyfriend.

your sister asked you to babysit your neice for a few short hours while her and her wife went out on a lunch date, but you were not used to babysitting. at all. so you called the only person you knew that was good around kids: taehyung.

"of course!" he lit up like a christmas tree, extending his arms out to take the wriggling baby from your arms. "why hello there, sweet girl. what's your name?" he cooed.

"tae, i told you her name. it's ha-joon."

"you told me it, i was asking her." he rolled his eyes at you as he nodded his head to the baby in his arms.

you stared at him in disbelief. "she's 8 months old, she can't talk."

"it's still polite to ask," he countered as the two of you made your way towards your living room, where a baby's paradise had been set up in the middle of the floor. soft colorful toys and other electrical toys scattered about. careful not to step on them, tae walked over and sat down on the couch, bouncing her carefully in his arms as if she was his own. "she's absolutely adorable."

"she's been driving me crazy," you groaned as you collasped beside him. "she's adorable and i love her, but holy ssh-sugar honey ice tea, she's a handful sometimes."

"well she's a baby, babies are handfuls." he said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "and you are the cutest handful in the world, aren't you ha-joon!" tae brought her up to his face, gently rubbing his nose against hers.

you remained silent, knowing he was partially right about babies being handfuls. but you didn't want to admit it. at least not yet.

"do you think our kids would be cuter than her?"

taehyung's comment threw you for a loop. "i'm sorry, what?"

he didn't take his eyes off ha-joon, narrowing his eyes as he looked between you and her. "yeah, they would."

"tae, what?!"

"what? i'm just saying that if we had kids, they would be beautiful." he shrugged as he rbough your neice back up to lay against his chest.

"and you're comparing my 8 month old neice to our non-existent children?"

"well, your sister is the one that carried her so she's the best point of reference for your genepool at the moment, so yes."

you blinked at him a few times. "i can't believe you sometimes."

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making my own 😈

"so... this is it then? ...the final goodbye?"

or smth like that but make it angsty pls and u can put whatever member/gender u want

whore

taehyung x male!reader | angst | apocolypse au

warning - blood + major character death

"you're so stupid, taehyung," you hissed as you dragged him away from danger. sitting him up straight, you tugged at his shirt, needing to inspect the wound. it was deep and he was losing a lot of blood and fast. he probably would need a transfusion and stitches, neither of those things you were equipped for.

"i had to- had to protect you." he said, his voice soft as he spoke.

"shut up and don't move, i-i need to stop the bleeding," you ordered, tearing your own shirt to use as bandages. just as you were about to attempt to wrap him, taehyung placed his hand over yours.

"yn, it's no use. you know that won't work," he sighed, his head falling back against the cement wall.

while you knew his words were true, you ignored them. "i can't let you die." you gritted through your teeth as you applied pressure to gash in torso. "i just got you back, i can't lose you again."

"baby," he raised his hand to cup your cheek, gently forcing you to look at him. all the color had drained from his face, the dark circles under his eyes looked worse with each passing second. he was exhausted. "let me go."

"so. . . this is it then? the final goodbye. . ?" you didn't even attempt to keep your voice level, already feeling tears pricking at your eyes.

taehyung nodded.

you let your head fall on his chest, openly sobbing into his blood soaked shirt. the hand that was cupping your face now rested on the back of your head, stroking your hair. he thread his fingers through your hair once. twice. . . then nothing.

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5 and 13 with yoongi? 👉👈 whatever gender is fine!!

5. “Sometimes I wonder if you even like me…it sure feels like you hate me sometimes.” + 13. “Can we just make a decision? Please?”

yoongi x female!reader | fluff

note - changed we to you in prompt 13, but yeet

quite possibly this was the most awkward car trip of your life. the day itself was fine, having a joyous time at the beach with your friends at the beach. unfortunately the friend who took you was unable to take you back thus, leaving you in the car with the only other person who lived in your area: min yoongi.

he was a pretty nice guy, don't get yourself wrong, but he always seemed so hot and cold with you. alternating between critizing comments and compliments, leaving your head spinning. it hurt.

you'd been in the car for about 20 minutes, and probably would be in for another 30; and after a full day at the beach, you were starving for some food. you opened your mouth to ask him if he could possibly make a stop at a drive through, but you always ended up closing your mouth, deciding against it.

about the fourth time you opened your mouth, yoongi let out a sigh. "can you just make a decision? please?"

"i'm sorry?"

"you've been acting like you've wanted to say something the past few minutes, opening and closing your mouth. what is it?" he huffed as he kept his eyes on the road.

suddenly all thoughts of food had left your mind and you found yourself asking, "do you not like me or something?"

"what?!" the car swerved to side of the road. stopping the car, yoongi's face whipped to meet your gaze, his eyes wide. "i'm sorry, who told you i don't like you?"

"it's not that any one told me," you sighed. "it's just you. . . you never seem to treat me the same way as any of our friends, always acting strange and inconsistent. . . sometimes i wonder if you even like me…it sure feels like you hate me sometimes.”

slowly you watched the expression on yoongi's face morph from confused to concern to hurt. "i-i'm sorry. . . that's not my intention."

"so you don't hate me?"

"no," he said the word with such certainty, you couldn't think to doubt that. "trust me, that is the farthest thing i feel about you. i just. . . i like you and i'm not exactly the best with flirting. . ."

"o-oh," you squeaked out at his confession, feeling your face burn.

"yeah. . . i'm sorry i made you feel that way, i promise i'll treat you better," he said as he started the car again.

"it's okay," you told him. "maybe you can start with getting dinner? and we can talk more at my house?"

a growing smile pulled at yoongi's lips as he nodded. "that sounds good with me."

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67 with Yoongi 😂😂 NB Reader lol

67. “Aside peasant! I came to see your cat, not you.”

yoongi x enby!reader; neighbors au

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opening the door to your apartment, you let out a groan as you were pushed aside, and an annoyingly familar voice said, "aside peasant! i came to see your cat, not you." ever since you adopted your cat, ghost, your next door neighbor yoongi had visited every single day. you were getting pretty sick of him.

"yoongi, have you ever heard of 'alone time' because that's what i was just having?" you sighed as you followed after him as he began to search around for ghost in all her usual hiding places.

"well considering i don't see a vibrator out, it wasn't very fun alone time, now was it?" you gaped at him as yoongi got on his knees and looked under the bed. "ah ha! there you are pretty girl, hi there."

"min yoongi, what the fuck." you couldn't believe he had just said that to you.

"what? i'm not wrong am i?" he raised a brow at you for a moment, before directing his attention back under the couch.

"i just- i can't. yoongi, get out. get your own cat." you huffed as you jabbed your thumb in the directino of your front door.

"can't do that. roommate is allergic."

"then why do you come over and get covered in cat hair? or get a hypoallergenic cat?" you were baffled at yoongi's reasoning.

"one, because i can change my clothes. two, because the cat would eat the mice he has, duh." he said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "there we are." he said as he finally coaxed ghost out from underneath the couch. picking her up in his arms, yoongi seated himself on your couch. "so, what are you watching?"

you opened your mouth and closed it a few times, you wanted to argue back but it was seemingly pointless. you had to give in. with a huff, you threw yourself on the couch next to him. "master chef junior."