"Hoseok please put me down!", I wiggled in his hold as he threw me over his shoulder and started to march towards his bedroom. Yes, we both never slept together.
We have separate rooms.
He won't listen to me so I start to throw weak fists on his back which barely affected him.
"PUT ME DOWN NOW JUNG HOSEOK!", I screamed at the top of my lungs. He spanks me. "Save your screams for later princess."
My face heat up but soon he opened the door of his room and threw me on the bed like if I am nothing.
I sat up and looked at him, he locks the door and loosens up his tie as he walk slowly towards me.
"H-Hoseok l-listen to m-me-", I try to say but he cuts me off as he ties my hands together tightly.
Then he reaches for the drawer and opens it. And after that what he pulled out had my heart drop to my stomach.
Condoms.
And
restrains.
He looks at me and put the handcuffs on my wrist and locked them to the headboard. "Hoseok stop! I promise I won't do that again!",I cried.
He just got up and ran his hands through his hairs and closed his eyes as he sighs in frustration.
I was staring at him helplessly. But then he start to unbutton his shirt. His toned abs and chest had me gawking.
Hoseok hovered over me and threw his shirt somewhere in the corner of the room.
He ripped off my straps and then my whole dress off my body. Leaving me in a black lingerie.
He licked his lips at the sight in front of him. He grabbed my chin and started to lick my lips with his tongue. And then he kissed me. Roughly.
He pulled out a blindfold and put it on my eyes. I was scared. He touched those places on my body, I never let any one touch. His touches were needy and rough.
I whimpered. He kisses my neck and left hickeys. His hand went to slide down the only clothing left on my body.
And he tore it off from me as well. And now I was sprawled beneath him. Naked.
At a level where it can’t return to its original shape
So be it don’t cry, I’mma let you go and fly
To the person I love too much
To the red thread that got too entangled in itself - Let go, 방탄 소년단
Plot: Dance was life to Hoseok. Too soon, it became the door to his death.
Pairing: Hoseok x Reader
Genre: Angst
Wordcount: 1.5k
Content Warning: Mentions of death, major character death, depression
Author’s Note: This is the last for the Welcome Project! I sincerely hope you’ll like this one, it’s the last I wrote and is part of my top two favorite of this project. Happy Halloween and have a beautiful day!!
You’ve never thought that you’d be strong enough to enter this room again. Not after what happened to your husband, not in such a short period of time. You miss him too much. Too much that sometimes you think it’s killing you.
You stop on the door. In front of you you picture yourself, sitting on the bench and your eyes glued on him. He looks so healthy, you wonder how did it happen. The way he smiles at you through the mirror makes the you of your memory feel butterflies, and it’s the same for the you of now. You loved him so much. His cheeks are reddish because of the movements, sweat on his forehead and on the back of his neck, you can smell it. It’s like having him really in front of you. The sound of the music, the one that represented his end. It makes you freeze, stuck in place. The couple in love, right in front of you, is not ready for what’s going to happen in just a few weeks. You are not ready.
Hoseok looks beautiful as always, though, and that’s enough. His smile makes you push aside the cold feeling of anxiety, just for a few seconds, as long as you still have him in front of you. It makes you feel better again, as if you are really looking at him. As if he’s right in front of you, your safe space, your home. He dances and dances, passion guiding him through every note and every step, his expression focused and his movements confident. You fall in love with him all over again, just like the first time.
The walls beside you vanish away like sand transported by the wind, your hand immediately moving from the corner that a second later becomes the side of a building. The air is fresh, not too cold but not even too hot, just the perfect weather. The sky is limpid, white clouds painted over it as if an artist spent incredible time on every single detail. You take a deep breath, and a second later, someone bumps into you, making you lower your gaze from the sky. Hoseok stands in front of you, looking into your eyes and making yours tear up. But he doesn’t seem to notice.
«Oh, I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?» his voice. Gosh, how much you missed his voice. Some nights, you swear you can hear him right beside you, singing you to sleep just like he used to do.
A warm tear falls on your cheek, leaving behind just a path of pain, sufferance and agony. Leaving behind every day without him.
«Why did it happen?» you whisper, your voice shaking as you keep your eyes in his. He doesn’t seem to understand that either, though.
«Are you sure?» he asks, s if you just answered him with a “No, don’t worry” just like you did when you first met him.
Your tears can’t hold back anymore, and the need of feeling his warm embrace is unstoppable at this point. You need his arms, his warmth, his voice reassuring you and telling you that it will be fine. You step forward, hiding your face in his chest as you breathe in his scent for one more time. You want him back, desperately. Days without him are meaningless, a life without him is meaningless. It’s like and endless winter, like an endless sleep. Paralyzed in what should feel like life, without really living it. Your arms wrap around him, holding him tight. You already know what is next words are, as if he’s making fun of you. “Can I offer you a coffee? I don’t have time now though, maybe tomorrow? I’m running late and-“
«You should move on»
Warm arms wrap around you, holding you tight and against his chest, his breath in your ear and his hands massaging your back, just like he used to do. Your breath stops coming out, lost in the situation and not really understanding what is happening. Hoseok hugs you tighter though, as if to make sure you understand that this is really happening. However, his next words claim the opposite.
«This is not real» he whispers, stroking your hair as you raise your head to look at him. He is real, you can see him. You can feel him, his chest, his arms on you, his breath, you can hear his voice.
«You are» you murmur, finding it hard to speak as you’re still sobbing.
«I’m not» he whispers, his hand now reaching your cheek to softly caress it. «You have to move on» he says again. You hold him tighter, unable to let go. That’s when all around you stops looking like the first time, going back to the practice room. His body, though, is still warm and doesn’t vanish away from your arms. His hands are still stroking your back and your hair, softly calming your cry.
«I’m not here anymore» he speaks again.
«You are, I can feel you. Don’t go away again, please» you beg him, crying again. You can’t loose him again, not when you just have found him.
«I don’t want you to live like this» he whispers again.
«I want you to let go. Let go before it’s too late, leaving at the edge of reality it’s not healthy. I love you, but I need you to let go»
His hand comes under your chin, making you look at him for one more time. He dries your tears with his fingers and a second later, his lips are on yours. Soft and fleshy, just like you remember them, addicting and reassuring at the same time. His tongue touches yours and the way they start dancing, the passion, the feeling of finally tasting each other again makes you hold onto him even more. It doesn’t last long however, this time without even having the time to realize it, his body vanished just like the walls that are now beside you did before. And in a second, you can’t see him anymore.
You see the old Hoseok dancing though, but there isn’t an old you now. You take that place, the one on the bench where you used to watch him from. And suddenly, you feel a deep sense of anxiety in watching him dance, hearing those notes, recognizing those movements again.
You watch his expression carefully, repeating to yourself that this isn’t the right way, this is not how it happened. There was a crowd in front of him, people looking at him guided by the passion in his steps, you were in a theater. But it happens anyway. This time though, Hoseok doesn’t stop when it’s too late, falling on the ground without ever waking up again. He just stops dancing, looking at you deep into your eyes.
«You have to let go, my love» he lets out, breathing hardly and heavily. His hand on his chest and his body now laying on the ground. Your legs move faster than what you could ever think, getting beside his body as quickly as possible. You hand touches his cheek, gently. It’s cold, too cold.
«I’m sorry» you cry out loud, stroking his skin. He slowly shakes his head.
«It’s not your fault»
«I could’ve do-»
«Nothing would’ve changed. I just showed you» he whispers. It all makes more sense now as you look at him laying on the ground, the practice room you’re in.
«Let go, Y/N. I want you to live happily»
His eyes shut, slow and heavy, you can see them before they fully close that he can’t see anything already anymore.
And a second later, even him vanishes. The only thing that stays the same is the room you’re in, the same room.
The same emptiness as before. The same you without him. You realize that you’re not by the door anymore, you’re kneeling on the ground as you were really beside him just a few seconds ago. You get up, feeling too heavy to even analyze what really happened, you started to loose trying to understand the tricks that your brain plays on you just after a week from his death, too tired and destroyed to care.
You walk to the door, mind blank and body heavy. A strong wave of wind hits your back and makes you shiver, your hair falling in front of you face as your eyes widen when you realize that it’s so strong you don’t even touch the ground anymore. It raises you and guides you outside, the door shutting behind you with a dull and strong thud. And as it shuts, you hear his voice once more, this time being the last, those words caress your ears.
Warnings: Hoseok being a sweetheart, fluff, period pains
Word count: 571
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You were rolling around in bed alone with the messy black sheets at the foot of the bed. Hoseok was still at the company dancing or whatever the hell he does and that didn't make you any happier. Your period cramps had been worse than usual and this one was no different.
"Bitch," you cursed as you continued to toss and turn.
That's what Mother Nature was at the moment. A bitch. A world-class, grade-A, mean bitch.
You were curled up in a fetal position with your back facing the door. You felt tears beginning to streak down your face as the pain became unbearable. You stared at the dark wooden head of the bed in agony, then turned and faced the window. As you gazed you notice the room had fallen dark since the sun had set; you hadn't noticed. Suddenly arms embraced you from behind, the scent of Hoseok filled your nose, giving you a moment's worth of comfort.
"Hey," his voice vibrated.
You could feel his arms tighten around you as he embraced the feeling of being home.
"Hey babe," you whimpered.
That caught his attention. He turned your body around so you were facing him.
"Honey, what's wrong," his voice laced with concern.
You just buried yourself in his embrace, nuzzling your face into his chest. Then you returned to the fetal position as the waves of pain were upon you again.
"Uh-oh," he smiled.
You looked up with a pained expression. Seeing him look at you with such concern made your heart want to burst.
"Is it the monthly pains," he whispered knowingly.
"Yeah," you whimpered.
"Yeah," he mocked.
You pouted, still looking at him.
"Aw, come here darling," he said, tightening his grip on you once more.
You nuzzled your face into his chest and wrapped your arms around him. The pain suddenly got stronger and you hissed, showing the pain.
"Here," he frowned. "Turn over."
You did as he instructed, turning over to face the window once more, then resuming your fetal position. He began to run circles on your abdomen, making the pain subside for a little. Every once in a while, he would kiss your neck, your shoulders, or your back, whispering 'I love yous' into your ear.
You felt your body relax and your head fell as you give in to the promise of sleep but, you were awoken by Hoseok's ringtone.
"여보세요...뭐? 아라소...네. 안녕."
"Who was it," you said as you stared at your boyfriend in confusion.
"Yoongi, trouble at work," he answered getting up.
"But, you just got here," you whined.
You attempted to get out of the bed but were forced back into bed by Hoseok.
"Sunflower, I'll be back before you know it," he promised.
You sighed, "Ok."
"Good, I love you."
I nodded then, my eyes lit up.
"Hey Oppa, I love you too. By the way, when you come back can you bring back ice cream," I asked smiling sweetly.
He looked at me and just sighed. You mentally high-fived myself knowing he had agreed.
"What flavor," he asked as he changed his clothes.
You stared at his body. A body that could turn you in any day, hour, minute, or second. You were so focused on his body that you couldn't hear what he had asked you.
Summary: You hate each other but there’s something just so sexy about him.
Words: 4.9k
Pairing(s): Hoseok x (female) Reader, Slight Jin x Reader
Genre: Smut
Warnings: First Person POV, mature language, sexual humor, graphic sexual descriptions, the sex feels kinda real, reader doesn’t say it but it looks like she’s a virgin, mentions of open relationships, this entire story is literally a buildup to a gangbang also kinda badly written but that’s the charm
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He glared at me as I ran across the field, my shorts riding up my thighs and flashing him quite a bit of skin. I knew what he wanted, it was clear that he wanted to get me angry too.
Hoseok and I share a complicated relationship. He pushes, I pull. We’ve been at odds with each other since we met in ninth grade Algebra, as he was cocky since he knew he was the best looking boy in our grade. However, I never succumbed to his charms. I knew he was good looking, obviously, but he had a rotten attitude.
We became something like friends, since he was newly single and looking for a new girlfriend, and he naturally attached himself to me. Things were steady for a while but it changed after my 18th birthday. He had a girlfriend at the time and he opted to ditch my birthday party for her.
The next day when I went back to school, I confronted him and poured my heart out to him. He ended the conversation, telling me his true feelings,
“I would’ve come but I wasn’t free! We would’ve had a blast together.” He looked visibly hurt and I could feel my face burning up. I sighed, turning away from him and sitting down in my own desk as he continued staring at me with those ice-cold grey eyes.
He returned my attitude with his own sour mood, reverting back to his older, fuckboy self. I hated him passionately, saving my tears for another guy who deserved them. I started dating his best friend, ironically.
We had to force a mutual tolerance for each other, he had to grimace as I greeted him “hello” every day at lunch and whenever he left, we made conversation. It went a little something like this:
“So how was your day?”
“You and I will never be friends.”
“I just asked you how you were doing, geez.” And then we would go back to our phones, pretending like nothing happened as Danny returned.
We broke up a little over a month ago but something definitely changed between me and Hoseok again. We hated each other, but with every eye roll and glare, there was tension.
I couldn’t believe it, but every time he yelled in my face, I got wet. I started thinking of him whenever I masturbated, his lips on my clit, or his cock rubbing against my thighs, and how warm he’d feel against my cold skin.
I never told him about my fantasies, instead channeling all my anger at him, till it reached him directly.
Currently, we were in gym class and we haven’t said a word to each other. He slipped a note into my hand, just as we were about to go change. I read in his messy handwriting “Meet me in the boys locker room after everyone leaves.”
I waited, making sure there were no teachers or students in the proximity before sneaking into the boys locker room through the unlocked connected door that the teachers seemingly forgot to lock.
When I slipped into the room, Hoseok was half naked, wearing only his pants as he smirked in my direction. I grit my teeth seeing his cocky grin and wanting to slap him silly but also wanting to kiss those soft lips and run my fingers through his hair. The connection between us was an unexplainable one. I was angry at him, but at the same time I wanted to get railed by him.
“What do you want?” I hiss, as he backs me into a locker.
“Why do you think I asked you to meet me alone?”
“I don’t know...” He grunts, caging me against a wall as I suck in a deep breath, trying to control my wild heartbeat.
“Don’t play coy with me, missy.” I let out a sigh, rolling my eyes at him.
“You don’t scare me.”
“I was just gonna apologize.”
“For what?” When I turned back to look at him, he was inches away from me, his lips above mine. They were juicy and plump and I know I couldn’t resist any longer.
“For this,” He gives me the satisfaction of feeling those lips, his breath fanning across my face as the lights suddenly went out in the room and we were left in darkness. “Damn motion sensors. Now come on, let me take you home.” Normally I’d argue with him but I was too tired to put up a fight this time. Luckily since gym was the last class of the day, I could go straight home to shower. The school shower rooms would require me to shower and change all at the same time but going home would mean only showering and changing then taking a nap without worrying about classes afterwards.
“We’re here.” When I open my eyes after five minutes, Hoseok has pulled up in front of my house.
I thank him curtly before walking back home with my head hung low. What’s wrong with me? He waits for me to go inside before pulling back out the driveway and retreating to his own home.
As I laid in my bed recounting the days events, I wondered what the hell I was thinking, kissing him like that.
I touched my lips again, feeling the familiar warmth arise in my chest as I take in a deep breath. I pull the covers over me and I decided to sleep on it.
The next day isn’t much better. Hoseok hasn’t said a word to me and I haven’t really talked to him either. I finally swallowed my pride during lunch, approaching him with a heavy heart.
“You know, it’s funny that we...yesterday...” Suddenly I can’t seem to find the words after looking into his deep grey eyes. He looks a lot more different today.
“Can we forget about it? I screwed up,” He sighs as I lean against the window next to me, watching him curiously as he turns to me with a red apple in hand. “I only asked you to meet me yesterday so we could talk about the elephant in the room.”
“Which might be...?” I urge him to continue but he just grunted before kicking the wall behind him and avoiding my gaze once more.
“Just drop it.” I step in front of him, blocking him from running away. He looked up at me with those same eyes which get me every time, and all was lost again.
“Tell me, what did you really want to talk to me about?” He clenched his jaw, leaning in close, lips only millimeters away from my mouth.
“I want you.” I surprised myself by what I said next.
“Then come get me.” I walked away without saying much else, impressing myself with how bold I acted with Hoseok, my sworn enemy. Furthermore, was he seriously courting me? We hate each other. I don’t understand why he’s intent on getting into my pants. His hands probably don’t satisfy him anymore.
“What’s up with you?” One friend of mine asks as I walk back to the lunch table empty handed.
“Hoseok.” I reply with a small smile.
“I thought you guys weren’t friends anymore. What did he want?” She asks, not really prying but still interested enough to ask.
“Homework, or something like that.”
“Oh my god, speaking of homework, earlier this boy in my physics class said something sexist.”
“What did he say?” Judging by her tone, he really pissed her off.
“He said us girls are like homework, guys just do us.” I raise an eyebrow, shaking my head in disbelief.
“Wow, he said that?”
“Yeah. And he’s not just any guy, he’s a freshman, his name was Jungkook.” I slap a hand on my cheek in shock.
“The basketball player who got into the varsity team after trying out?”
“That’s the one.” She chatters on about how annoying he acts and then moves onto her boyfriend, Jin. He’s handsome, smart, and very charming. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think he’s gay but he has dispelled the rumors himself. He was seen kissing a guy at a rave but he denied everything and said he was experimenting.
Jin is an interesting character, but even so he’s too good to be true. Much better than Hoseok, that’s for sure.
“Hey Y/N.” He makes his way over to me after his girlfriend leaves to go buy a parfait.
“Hi Jin.” I wave at him, not keeping my gaze on him any longer than I should. It would be highly inappropriate if I showed more interest in my friend’s boyfriend, especially since he was a known player.
“So I was planning on throwing a little after party for the team this weekend, and I was wondering if you would come?” I shrug as his lips curl up into an attractive smile. My heart is racing at the speed of light, but I didn’t want to lose my cool in front of him just yet.
“What’s in it for me?”
“I could introduce you to some of my friends. You’re a pretty girl, and I’m sure you get asked out all the time. It’s a shame you’re single, though.” I cross my arms as he flatters me, sitting on the edge of my seat as this gut feeling tells me to run away. I don’t want to run, there is nothing threatening about Jin in the slightest. I’m just intimidated.
“Okay, sure.” So maybe things didn’t go as planned. If things go well enough at the party, on the upside I could end up meeting the love of my life.
“I’ll ask Bae to send you the details.”
“Hey.” He stands in front of me, sweat dripping off his forehead as he dabs his face with a towel.
“Hey yourself.” I give Hoseok a forced smile before walking over to the cooler to refill my water bottle.
“Spring ended pretty quickly, didn’t it?” He tries to keep the conversation going but I’m too focused on the game to care.
“I guess. Oh, the other team made it!”
“You like basketball?” He scans the boys first before turning back to me.
“It’s fun. What’s it to you? Aren’t you supposed to be running track?”
“I am, well I was. It started raining outside and coach made us run laps around the gym section. Yep, I ran 103 laps.” I smirk, pulling his towel off his shoulder.
“You might want to get back in there. I can already hear the coach screaming for you to get back to the upper gym.” His nose scrunches up as he looks at his watch in disdain.
“Oh shit, I was supposed to be there like 5 minutes ago. I’ll talk to you later, okay? Bye.” I wave him off, tossing the towel into the nearest laundry bin I could find.
After the basketball team wins with a solid 21 points in the lead, we all head down to Jin’s house to celebrate. It felt awkward at first, since I was invited by Jin but he was hanging out with his girlfriend the entire time and I was third wheeling, but by the time I had the fourth drink, it was perfect.
Jin’s hand is on my shoulder as I tell him things that people with only crude humor understand, and while Bae was busy in the bathroom, I got introduced to Jungkook, the star player and his equally bitchy girlfriend, Raini.
“Hey guys, it’s been a long day but I think we ought to play some 7 minutes in heaven, don’t you think?” I hold up my coke can as one of the players makes a suggestion.
“Wait, aren’t some of you guys in relationships?” Raini and Bae have similar reactions, as they step forward out of the small crowd of people, sitting by my side while stroking my hair (and making me uncomfortable if I might add) and complimenting my lip tint.
“We’re both in open relationships, me and my boyfriend are like this so we won’t let anything like sex get in the way of our romance.” I scratch my head as Raini puts her fingers together, not really reassuring me since her nails were longer than my legs and she clearly didn’t give a fuck about who her boyfriend was sticking his cock inside.
“I’m not in a relationship, but I do know that if I was it would probably be closed.” I lunge forward, catapulting myself off the couch as I try running anywhere they aren’t. These girls are intimidating, they aren’t ashamed of their sexual ambitions and they were open to anything. Whereas, I wouldn’t be caught dead with a boy in bed. Sex makes me flustered, what can I say?
“Hey, where are you going cutie? The party’s barely started.” Jungkook suddenly had his arms around me, his body stinking of cologne and sweat. I expected a citrus scent from him since that’s what all the girls who slept with him said but instead I was met with a nasty odor that clogged up my nose.
“Jungkook, stop being such a dick. Can’t you see she doesn’t want to hang out with you?” When I met eyes with Hoseok again, I knew I couldn’t let him go again. I need to have him at my fingertips, preferably under me because I wanted to take control. I want to do to him what he did to me.
“Oh sorry man, didn’t know she was your girl. I was under the impression that you two hated each other,” Jungkook stares straight ahead, searching his eyes for an answer. When Hoseok grips my hand and I don’t say a word, Jungkook backs away. “Alright, be that way. Just don’t come bitchin’ to me when she messes up your shit again.” Jungkook pushed past Hoseok as I stood behind him, pondering what he could have possibly meant by me “messing his shit up.” He might have liked me in the past. Just when I thought I had him all figured out, he goes and pulls this on me.
“Hoseok, wait,” I stop him before he tries walking away. “What did Jungkook mean?”
“I don’t have time for this.” He sighs, trying to push past me as I block the way again.
“Please tell me the truth.”
“You have no idea what you do to me, do you?” My heart stops when he closes in on me, kissing me softly as I sigh into his lips.
“That’s all, isn’t it? Tell me, do you feel the same way I do?” I ask as we break the kiss.
“Isn’t it obvious?” He gives me a heart-shaped smile, pulling me into an empty bedroom. He kissed me with more passion this time, his lips practically glued to mine as he pushed me down on the bed. He crawls over me, trapping my body with his. I want this. I feel every fiber of my being heat up with lust, all because of him. Why does he have to be so freaking sexy? “Are you sure about this?” He asks as I pull off my top and kick off my pants. Lips parted as he stared at me in awe, he waited for me to answer. He already had his shirt off, so I had trouble concentrating on what he had to say because he looked yummy.
“Yes.” I pull him down on top of me for a kiss, gasping a bit from the bone crushing weight of his torso as he rests his body on mine momentarily.
“Sorry, almost blacked out there for a second.” He smirks at me as I shake my head.
“It’s no problem, princess.” He nips my lower lip slightly before moving down to my neck, leaving kisses as he tosses my bra aside.
“Just tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you.” I smacked my lips together, giggling as my lip gloss was smeared all over his face from our sloppy kisses. I feel a string of saliva dribble down my chin as he unbuckles his pants.
“Can I suck you off first?” I feel shy all of a sudden, and considering that I was more naked than he was at the moment, it doesn’t really add up.
“Of course, sweetheart,” His eyes wander down my figure as I crawl to the edge of the bed, blushing as I see his hard-on. “Now don’t go getting all shy on me, babe. Why don’t you start by opening your mouth and you can suck the tip first?” The tip, right. I was completely inexperienced with anything sex-related. Hoseok gently caressed my hair, sucking in a breath as I brought my lips down and closed my mouth around his shaft, slowly falling into a rhythm as he parts his lips, rocking his hips forward, now thrusting his hard cock into my mouth every once in a while, the head twitching and jerking with Hoseok’s spasms.
“Shit,” He groans, watching me as I gag a bit on his dick. My ear throat burns but an overwhelming feeling of lust clouds my vision. I made him weak. “You’re so good at this, baby,” I continue sucking his cock, taking him deeper in my mouth once I get the hang of it. I was bobbing my head up and down in a repetitive motion, watching him with wondrous eyes as he releases the most delicious noises. I feel more dominant, reducing the Hoseok Jung into nothing more but a moaning mess of pleasure. “Move further down, the base...ahhhh that’s more like it.”
“Are you cumming?” I giggle as he rolls his hips forward, feeling my head between his legs as gently as possible.
“If you keep at it, yeah. I will.”
“In my mouth?” His jaw drops open as I pout, looking up at him with a twinkle of mischief in my eyes.
“Shit, I’m so sorry. I just thought—”
“I was kidding. But I’m not a fan of the taste.” I smack my lips, managing to swallow a bit of the residue.
“Same here. I think cum tastes disgusting but eating pussy is what I’m best at.” I raise a brow at him as he starts bragging about his skill. There he goes again, gloating about something in my face as we’re in the middle of a moment. It’s ridiculous, he just won’t stop being annoying. So, I decided to amp up my game. Feeling the lightbulb go off above my head, I look up at him as his dick goes limp in my hands.
“Quiet. Why don’t you do something useful with your mouth for once in your life and just get on your knees, bitch?” He winced, giving me that look most boys give me when I’ve said something outrageous. I might have gone overboard with calling him a bitch, but as far as insults go, it’s not my worst.
“Whoa, you could’ve said it nicely. If you wanna get eaten out, all you gotta do is ask, baby.” I smirk, pushing my thighs together as Hoseok reaches down to grab my throbbing clit.
“Don’t call me “baby.” I’m not yours, I’m my own person,” He yanks his hand free, staring at my clear fluids coating his fingertips as I cross my legs. “I guess the toy became the player. Come here.”
“What’s up with you?” Hoseok asks as he crawls between my legs.
“I was just trying something but I didn’t like it. Got me feeling tight.” Hoseok lets out a chuckle as I tell him what was bugging me earlier.
“That’s a good feeling. It means you’re enjoying yourself.”
“No, it’s not. I called you a bitch and disrespected you by calling you a player. I’m sorry that I’m like this.”
“Hey, what’s gotten into you?” His soft voice makes my heart flutter. He’s speaking to me in such a soothing voice and with a buttery tone that just makes me want to suck his cock all day. Damn, I’m horny.
“I just want this to be perfect, for both of us.”
“It’s already perfect.” He kisses the back of my hand, intertwining his fingers with mine after. Our palms were sweaty and sticky, and my breath smells nasty. I should have brought some gum.
“Please continue. I won’t stop you,” We share a smile as Hoseok brings his tongue down to lick my clit, finally reaching my bud as he kisses my pussy with the utmost care. He makes sure not to accidentally bite me, his lips massaging my heat as pleasure overtakes me and I feel a strange sensation like I’m about to explode. But it’s not like peeing, it just feels very good.
“Hoseok!” I call out his name once as he slurps me up with his pink tongue, now with his lips barely even grazing the surface, as his tongue does most of the work, from the inside. I can feel him, my nipples hardened the moment his mouth touched my pussy. I felt close. Whatever that meant. When I started tensing up, instead of stopping me, he started rubbing his nose against my pussy, thrusting his slick tongue into me at a quick pace. “I’m gonna cum!” I cry as his tongue dances across my labia, and I gasp out of shock and relief after the cum spews all over his face.
A knock on the door interrupts us as Hoseok pulls away from my wet heat and he gets up, sighing as I cover myself with the blankets, still recovering from the mind-blowing orgasm.
“You can’t be up here. I get that you’re trying to enjoy the moment but my sheets are new and I’d rather not put them in the laundry right away.”
“I didn’t think you’d kill the mood so quickly, Jin,” Hoseok seems to have a silent stare down with the boy as he stands at the doorway, peering into the room with prying eyes. “I’ll be back.” Hoseok tells me, shutting the door and stepping out in nothing but his boxers.
It was getting cold, without his warmth and pleasurable tongue disappearing between my folds once again as promised.
“What took you so long?” I ask when he finally comes back after 10 minutes.
“Sorry. Just needed to sort some stuff out with the boys.”
“What?”
“Nothing, it doesn’t matter now. Jin said he’s okay with us doing it on his bed.”
“Well now I just feel bad. Come on, at least fuck me on the rug.” Hoseok smirks as I lower my ass to the ground, leaning forward as he gets behind me.
“If you’re sure about this…”
“What are you talking about? My ass is literally—Oh, OH.” I choke back my tears as he splits my pussy in half. I felt an excruciating pain first before I was wet enough to the point where he could slide right in.
“Fuck yes.” Hoseok’s sloppy thrusts get smoother over time as I loosen up, it feels more amazing as he fucks me harshly, his testes slapping against my ass and all. I felt my core clench all of a sudden, and an all-too familiar feeling creeping up on me again.
“Hobi…”
“I know, baby.” He gropes my boobs as he kisses my neck, sliding his warm hands down my entire body as I bounce back on his dick from an odd angle. He was currently holding my arms back, like reigns as I used gravity to propel myself back on his dick and he pushed his body forward to collide with mine. Our skin made a hard clapping sound, like how skin sounds when you smack it really hard or something.
“I’m a little sore now, fuck my life.” I curse as the back of my thighs clench from being smacked against Hoseok’s toned ones. This man has some rock hard muscles.
“That’s a little ironic, considering that I’m actually fucking you right now.”
“Hoseok, I’m actually in pain, can't you just help me out just this once?” He sighs, pulling out of me as I moan from the sudden loss of his dick. Who knew I was such a whore for cock?
“Get on the bed.”
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When I saw him for the first time after our lustful tousle in Jin’s bedroom, he evaded my gaze. I took things in my own hands by texting him to meet me in the locker room after everyone left. I had my doubts at first, but after I heard the heavy footsteps, I felt reassured.
Hoseok was avoiding me.
“What’s your deal?” I ask as he rubs his neck, sweat dripping down his forehead despite him having showered and smelling daisy fresh.
“I dunno.” He avoids my gaze again, and finally losing my last nerve, I slam him against the lockers, just like he did to me when we were first in here.
“Don’t make me repeat myself, Hoseok. I don’t appreciate when guys fuck me and then leave me hanging the next day at school. We’re friends, right? What’s got you so shaken up?”
“It’s the...agreement I made with Jin.” I keep my arms on either side of him as he gulps anxiously, his Adam’s apple shining as he swallows his saliva.
“What’s the agreement about?”
“He asked me...for a turn.” I back away from him, dropping my arm back to my side.
“So you agreed to pimp me out just to fuck me in Jin’s bed?”
“No, I was gonna take it back but he said that I can’t go back on my word or he would tell everyone that we were..” Hoseok sounded ashamed. He didn’t want any rumors of us and the worst part is that he didn’t even tell me about this stupid deal.
“You know what, this isn’t your problem anymore.”
“What?” He asks as I pick up my bag.
“If you’re embarrassed of me I’ll just go fuck your friends. At least they aren’t afraid of a little pussy.”
“I’m not afraid! And how are you gonna do that? You were extremely shy with me.” He folds his arms, expecting me to run back to him. But I won’t give him the satisfaction, oh no. I’m going to do as I said and fuck Jin. Bae said she was in an open relationship with him anyways, so it doesn’t matter.
“Watch me. You’re totally invited, but I won’t be sucking your dick along with theirs.” I leave him alone in the locker room, taking a pack of gum with me before meeting up with Jin.
“Hey you, I just wanted you to meet the boys before we got started. And in case you want to see any tests we’re all clean and everything is back at Jungkook’s place. His parents own this cool pool house which is five times bigger than my entire house and you’ve been there before so it’s safe to say that you’ll be in good hands.” Jin puts an arm around my shoulder as we walk out to his car.
“Will Hoseok be there too?”
“Yep, and just so he doesn’t break the no-touching rule, we’re tying his arms behind his back and only letting him out to use the bathroom and stroke his dick. It’s gonna be painful!”
“Sweet. What about the ceiling silks, and rope bounds, gag balls?” I ask.
“Whoa, slow down. We’re not going full BDSM, just some aspects,” I raise an eyebrow at Jin. “Not in front of the whole school, freaky nerd girl.”
“Could a nerd do this in public?” I place my leg strategically between his legs, resting it on his hardening cock as he groans, blushing a bright red as students passing by whisper and laugh at him as he nearly cums in his pants.
“Okay, release, release! Sorry for calling you a nerd. You’re actually pretty cool, Princess.” I giggle, surprising him with my boldness as I did something so rash in public. After having sex with Hoseok, it’s safe to say that I’m a changed woman.
“Hey!” I say in a warning tone. “Call me that again.” He smirks at me with a familiar look on his face. As we walked off together, Hoseok watched us and when he thought I wasn’t watching, Jin gave him the middle finger. Looks like I stumbled into the middle of something I wasn’t supposed to know about.
This is my first time writing a fanfiction, on tumbler, I am quite experienced in writing fanfictions in wattpad. So if my writting pattern goes weird... Sorry not sorry, it is not my problem.
( OK let's start with the fic.)
Warning - will contain mature content and... Kinks. 🙂 Not in this chapter but... Maybe in the upcoming ones. 🌚
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"oh god! Hoseok is gonna kill me!", I rushed out of the uber and towards the door of my house after paying.
I was in a late night party with some old guy friends of my school, without informing my husband. He is very sweet but strict about these things. He is really gonna kill me. I didn't even pick his calls because of the loud music at the club.
I moved my legs as fast as I can. I'm two hours late. I sighed, but my knees were weak. I twisted the door knob and tried to open the door as silently as I could at that moment.
But the door slammed open. My once cute husband now, looking all hot and deadly fuming in anger, dark aura surrounding him.
He clenched his jaw. "What time is it?", he asked me through gritted teeth. I shivered. He pulled me by my wrist inside the house and slammed the door shut, locking it after.
I gulped, he turned to me and his gaze dark. His towering figure eyeing me up and down. "this short revealing dress looks very good on you darling.", he said glaring at me.
"you never wore such kind of dresses or clothes in front of me. I wonder whom you were gone with in that dress.", he growled lowly. Venom was dripping from his words.
"I know it is an arranged marriage. And you don't like me. But still don't forget.", he said and leaned down in front of my face. "That you are the wife of a Mafia, and that you belong to me No matter what. And no one else shall see you in these kind of clothes."
I was so scared just by his words, I didn't dare look up at him. "I-I am so-sorry, Hoseok.", I stuttered out.
"tsk tsk, *sighs* Oh darling...", he said and trailed his finger on my jawline as his other hand grips my wrist more tightly. I winced at the pain.
He leaned down to my ear and whispered, "You will be. And very much."
Summary: “I can’t loose you because if I loose you I loose myself. You’re all I have left.” she begged him to put the gun down. Her bloody knees splashed into the mud. Helicopters surrounded them and the sirens were getting closer and closer but she could think about was him. The man whom she fell in love with, standing in front of them. Gun pointed towards his head.
This is a HoseokxOc story but feel free to think of her as y/n. I just didn’t want to call her y/n so I used my own character that you’ll see in a lot of my stories but her mood and temperament will change in each story. The character depicted in the photo is my imagination of her, you can depict her anyway you would like.
Warning: Injuries, swearing, knife mentions, mafia mentions (obviously), a little bit of angst.
“Almost there.” Hoseok huffed as they climbed the hill that led to the abandoned garage. The garage was originally popular amongst the civilians but the town turned into a ghost town, which made it the perfect place for mafia’s to meet up for certain things.
Areum’s P.O.V
I let out a slight giggle hearing Hoseok’s huffs and his struggles to make it up the hill. For a big buff mafia man you’d think he could walk thousands of miles but he could get out of breath just by opening a jar of pickles. “Come on Muscle Man. Just a few more feet to go.” I teased earning a hearty chuckle back from him.
“You gotta remember that I hauled your ass for like 3 miles.” He poked my head gently but still managed to make me flinch. “Scaredy cat, ah, there it is.”
Hoseok’s P.O.V
Oh thank goodness, I was about to fall face down out of exhaustion, It’s been hours that I’ve been on my damn feet. The large garage was right behind the abandoned mall aka the drug trade. I leaned against the concrete wall showered in explicit graffiti. Taking out my phone I dialed the driver’s number. I took Areum’s hand and pulled her closer to me “Stay close, the crackheads lurk.” The phone then picked up and he said his usual phrase “Annyeonghaseyo jeoneun bangtan sonyeondan hwanggeum maknae jeon jungkook imnida”
“Where are you.” I asked him bluntly, too tired to deal with his absurdness right now.
“Ahh, I’m in the garage.” The sound of the engine rumbles in the background making it hard to decipher what he was saying “I’m with Cynthia and we are on the fifth flight!”
Letting out a low groan, I sure didn’t have it in me to walk five flights up. My legs would surely give out or possibly crack in half. “Drive the car down, the damsel in injured.”
Areum crossed her arms as her cheeks puffed out like two balloons “Why do I have to be the damsel? Do I look like I’m in distress? Why can’t I be the hero or the even the black widow!” she went on and on but her words begun to blur out. I was only focused on how to get into that damn car and get back to the house as fast as we humanly could.
“I can’t boss, someone might catch us!”
“Jungkook that’s a demand not an order. If anyone sees us then we’ll just send an assassin out or something.”
“Ah! Quiet down boss. I’m comin I’m comin. You’re gonna get us caught one day.” he then hung up on me which made me slightly irritated. “I should’ve never hired that damn maknae.”
Areum slouches next to me but she still with held the smile lurking on her lips. Times like these, it gets comforting to see especially from her. “How do you do it huh?” I chuckled a bit and took her wrist, pulling her closer to me so we could warm each other up in this cold weather. “How do you manage to smile in the most fucked up situations?”
“Well, as long as I’m with you the situation isn’t that bad. Besides, I like to see you struggle.” She jokes with a slight laugh giving me the answer I should’ve anticipated.
“Ha ha.” I sarcastically laugh along, ruffling her hair up with my rough fingers. Then, the car finally arrived. It was a old and dirty truck which suits this place very well. I opened up the back door for Areum to go in first. If anyone saw us pull up in a brand new red convertible they would know something was up. Jungkook then put his foot on the gas and pulled off rather very fast. Areum rushed to put her seatbelt on while everyone else just sat there exhausted. It was just the wee hours in the morning, nobody was on the roads so Jungkook cranked the windows down. As long as nobody recognized Areum or me, we should be good. We took the back roads just to make sure. Jungkook turned on the speakers to his favorite songs then spoke loudly “How’d your little getaway go!”
Cynthia, the co leader of this mafia, turned down the speakers to allow Areum and I to rest. “Jungkook, why do you have to be so loud all the time?”
I knew Cynthia every since I inherited this whole mafia business. She’s always been like a sister to me. She was there whenever I needed her and whenever I didn’t.
I put my hands behind my head and let out a long sigh “It was nice until someone called the damn cops on us.” I let the wind cool me off as I closed my eyes “That part really spoiled the whole entire thing.”
Areum hummed to the country music playing in the background. “But it wasn’t anything we couldn’t handle! Right Hoseok?”
“Mmhm.” I felt myself falling into a deep sleep. My energy to perform anything at this point was drifting away.
Areum’s P.O.V
I took a cover from the floor and draped it over Hoseok he looked like he was passed out. I couldn’t blame him.
“I’m sure Hoseok took good care of you... as always.” Cynthia sighed to herself.
My face scrunched up as I felt slightly offended, I tried to calm myself down, trying not to get that stuck up princess attitude I always tend to have... I’m working on that. I am. “I guess.” I felt my leg start to sting a bit. The adrenaline was running out and the pain was setting in. Letting out a quiet grunt I held my leg close “I got bit and scratched by dogs.”
Jungkook turned back to see the blood beginning to drip down my leg again. I must’ve injured it when I got back up to walk. “Yikes.” Jungkook spoke “Don’t worry, we’re almost there.” He passed me a box of tissues “Here”.
Cynthia looked at me then back to the road “You have to stop being so careless whenever you’re around him.”
“Careless?” I took the tissues and started to wipe off as much blood as I could. Once I saw the cut, it only stung even more. I couldn’t think of a smart response because of it. It hurts like hell but I wanted to keep my composure.
Strong women don’t cry right?
Besides, I wanted to be strong for him. I wanted to be strong to Hoseok and to prove everyone that I deserve to be here.
As we drove up to the big mansion where the mafia resided in Jungkook parked the car and I was cared for immediately getting escorted to their little medical room by her assigned nurses. Out of the corner of my eye she saw Cynthia caring for Hoseok, walking him back inside with one of his arms draped around her shoulder. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel a hint of jealously inside my heart. Ever since I’ve met her she’s always given me ‘Oh, I’m better than you’ vibes but I’ve been trying to brush it off. I don’t want my own jealousy to get in the way of Hoseok and I. I never did. I looked up to a girl with a silver necklace hanging down her neck. It was Lisa, Hoseok’s sister.
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“Follow me” she hums as she takes the mysterious criminals hand. They were rough and she noticed that they were also tatted. She couldn’t get a full glimpse but it looked like part of a dragons tale. The man spoke up as the princess led him through the endless maze of twist and turns.
Hoseok’s P.O.V
“Why are you helping me?” This could be a big trap but then again I have no choice. If it wasn’t for her I’d be surrounded by this damn kingdom and if she pulled anything stupid I have a gun right on my hip and I’m not afraid to shoot little miss princess. A person who gets anything and everything under her fingertips. People like her is the whole reason why me and my family rebelled. People like her enforced the stupid laws society has, People like her ruin everything I’ve worked for but here I was holding her hand. Her grip was tight so it wasn’t like I could let go.
“Because I want to help you.” She hums with a slight smile “Besides the castle needed a little action.” We then came to another dead end, this time we were surrounded by vineyards of roses and fine grapes.
“And you do realize that you are helping the number one felon in Korea right now?”
Before the princess could respond she ripped the bottom half of her expensive dress off so she could have more freedom in her strides which threw me off a bit. Her thighs are now fully exposed and she had not problem with that. “So?” She took the fabric and tied it along her thigh “You do realize that the wealthiest girl in Korea is helping a felon out right?” She echos. “Do you have a knife?”
I pulled out a pocket knife and handed it to her, even though I probably shouldn’t of. This was getting pretty interesting and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to know where it was going. The princess went up to the vines and cut them open. I chuckled as she did so “Very smart princess, but wouldn’t they follow us inside-”
After she was done cutting the vines a door was revealed. She twisted the golden knob and it led us inside what seemed like to be a small bedroom, with a tv, bed, and a large bookcase. There were paintings on the wall but they seemed like they were either drawn by her or someone else.
The princess pressed on a red button and the vines attached to one another again as if nothing even happened. The princess smiled at me, feeling proud of herself for helping a person like myself out. “You’re welcome.” she beams
I scoffed to myself and looked around her mini hideout “You led me to a bed. I’m not interested in making out with you right now, I need to get back to my base.”
“Make out?” She crosses her arms and a light blush appears on her face “I wouldn’t t-touch you with a ten foot pole!”
I looked down at her hand still attached to mine but she quickly let go of it. I sighed as I started to look around. Thinking about how I could ever get out of here without getting caught. I didn’t want to escape in the morning because that’s when small children flood the maze. It wouldn’t be a good look for a grown man with a gun attached to his hip be in it with them. And besides, I’m on a time schedule.
The princess spoke once again, her arms not leaving her chest “Who says I don’t have a way for you to get out!”
“Look sweetheart.” I took out my gun and pointed it towards her head, I really didn’t have a choice. “Stop playing games, get me out of here now or I will shoot you.”
She froze once I pulled out my gun but the same smile appears onto her face. What was this girl? Some type of psychopath? “You wouldn’t kill me Mister. If you did you’d spend more time in prison or possibly the dungeon than you’d intend to. Ah, who am I kidding they’d possibly put you to death.”
I didn’t drop the gun but she did make a point. I know at some point in my life that I was going to go to jail or die but it’s too soon in the game. I plan to hold my father’s legacy until I die. “Show me the exit now.” My voice rose to stir more fear in her but it failed.
“Not until you tell me your name.” She looked me straight in the eyes. “I.. I want you to be my friend.”
“I’m not a good friend.” I chuckled at the how naive this woman was. “I’ll tell you what. You show me the exit and you get a name. Deal?”
She thought it over for a moment, lowering her arms she nodded and walked to her bookcase. she pushed it aside and there was a window. It seemed to be led to the woods. I wondered why there was even a such thing in a whole kingdom. Why was she the only one who knew about this.
“Can I get-” Before she could say another word I pushed her to the floor, causing her to loose her balance and fall. She shouted at me before I made a run for it. I should’ve killed her. The window was already unlocked to that made it easier for me. Did I feel bad about it?
No, I didn’t.
It was my sister’s birthday and I’m already running late. I checked if I still had the necklace in my pocket and it was still in it’s pretty velvet box.
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Areum’s P.O.V
Lisa helped me onto a bed then got her gloves on. She was very careful not to hurt me anymore than I already was. I trusted her, so I allowed my eyes shut. She was a certified nurse even before this whole mafia deal begun. Lisa accessed the bite and scratches “That dog left a pretty big mark on you.” She informs as she sterilizes her equipment before she uses them. “But it’s nothing I can’t handle.”
I chuckle and look down at her “You sound so cool when you say that.” She gave me a smile as she starts to apply alcohol which stung even more. I winced but held in my pain.
“You can scream if you’d like. I’m not here to judge.” Lisa hummed.
Well, If I had her permission...
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Hoseok P.O.V
“Where’s Areum?” I asked as I held onto Cynthia’s shoulder. I didn’t even notice that we were already to the quarters. I must’ve fell asleep.
“She’s getting treated.” Cynthia laid me on my door post allowing me to catch my composure again. Cynthia sighs as she dusts off her red dress that she always wears whenever she’s going out. Unlike me, she could go out whenever she pleases. Her identity hasn’t been given out yet so that’s why she’s our lurer. She lures people with her “charm” so we could eventually handle business with them. “You know.” She walks a little closer to me, feeling my cheek to make sure that the small cut would be okay “If she keeps getting you in danger like this then I’m not sure if she’s the perfect cut for this mafia.”
“Cynthia.” I sighed and pulled away from her fingers. “Not this again. Areum is just as deserving as you are.”
“What Hoseok, we all know it. She can’t even fend for herself. What makes you think she could fend for you? You’re only putting her in danger, not only her us! The whole mafia empire.” She got a bit mad but she soon calmed down by the look I was giving her. “I’m tired alright, can’t we talk about this some other time?”
Cynthia gave me one last look before she went her own way. She had a mission this morning but I had a whole bunch of overdue sleeping to do until I get back on my feet again. I went inside of my room, not even caring to turn on the lights. I just kicked my shoes off and threw my body on the big master bed awaiting me. It felt amazing but yet so empty without Areum lying by my side. As I wrapped myself in the covers I couldn’t help but to think about Cynthia’s words. She was right, if people found us out then it would be over for us as we know it but...
I guess I’m a sucker for her love but I know that this chapter will soon come to an end. It’ll take a miracle if it’s a good one.
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