SUMMARY: A fun night between you and your boyfriend is interrupted - kind of.
PAIRING: Yoongi x female reader
GENRE: Strangers to lovers, established relationship.
WARNING: Explicit sex, rough sex, oral (female receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, toys, overstimulation, exhibitionism (sort of), might be more 🙈
A/N: This one won the poll: Yoongi drabble #2. This couple did what they wanted, not what I intended to write 😅
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"Are you ok?" He asked, looking at your figure on the bed.
Your chest was pressed to the sheets, your hips elevated by a pillow under your body, knees separated for him, and your arms were extended in front of you, tied by a black belt to the bed.
"Yes, don't worry," you replied, feeling your wetness dripping down your thighs. He already had his way with you, but you didn't feel satiated. With him, it was never enough. You wanted to go until your body gave up on you.
"Ok"
He caressed your hips, your cheeks, and your legs. With delicacy, he started leaving kisses on your body, pecks that soon turned into bites making you sigh. Then you felt him growing bold as he started leaving marks on your ass and lower back.
When you thought he was going to get near the place you wanted him the most, he spanked your right cheek making you whine loudly.
"You like that?" He spoke in your ear, caressing the red mark "I bet you behave badly on purpose just so I can do that huh?"
"N-No" you whimpered, trying to arch your back against him but the position you were in made it impossible.
You felt him press himself against your core, only he didn't move he just stayed put, making you needy and eager for what was to come.
"Please," you said "I need you"
"Oh you need me?" he mocked "Haven't you had me already? I think maybe it's enough for tonight".
"No, no, no" you begged, desperately "Baby, please. I really, really need you".
Kissing your temple delicately was the only sign that your loving boyfriend was underneath his stern persona.
"If you need me, then don't complain when you can't handle it," he said harshly, grabbing your hair violently and making you cry out.
And then, he proceeded to eat you out angrily.
His hands found support on your thighs right away and his mouth licked your lips immediately, biting your folds, sucking your clit and introducing his tongue. You could barely move and the continued assault only made you groan and moan, trying to say his name but not really succeeding at talking.
Your high was nearing close and he hasn't even used his fingers on you yet. Though, before you could enjoy your body bursting with heat, a sudden noise made your boyfriend slow his ministrations.
Listening closely, you both heard another sound coming from the front door. Stopping his movements, Yoongi got up from the bed and cleaned his mouth as he reached for something behind you.
"Stay here" he chuckled, while the knocking at the front door got louder, "I think is Hobi, he wanted to borrow a camera".
You tried to watch him, but your eyes were full of tears. You could only sense what he was doing.
"I'll leave you with this on, so you don't get bored. Try not to cum" you felt his fingers in your folds and the slight pressure of something entering your body "And don't make any noise. We don't want him to know about our games right?"
"Yeah" was the only word you could usher before the vibrations of the toy took your breath away.
"Good girl".
Your boyfriend left you there, knowing that most of the sound would be muffled by the door and the hallway. Your moans on the other side, probably not.
He had put the toy at the highest setting just so you could break over and over. Then, once he got back to you, he was going to release you from your binds and slowly fuck you again. After all, his favorite sex with you was when you were sensitive and tired.
He thought it was kind of romantic.
"Hi Hobi" he greeted, making his friend enter the house "I have the camera ready for you".
"Thank you hyung" Hoseok said, taking off his shoes "I came quickly since we are leaving soon. Where is y/n? Out?"
"Oh no, she was taking a shower" Yoongi replied, not letting his friend see his mischievous smile "Here. The lens and the charger are inside. You have used it before though, do you remember how?"
"Yes, yes. Don't worry".
A faint whimper resonated in the, otherwise, silent apartment and Hobi got worried.
"Was that her? Is she okay? Maybe she fell?" he said, looking in the direction of their room.
"I'll go check on her, but she should be getting dressed by now"
"I'll leave you to it then, hyung," his friend said, walking to the main door "Thank you for the camera".
"Don't worry about it, have a good trip".
"Thank you. Bye!"
"Bye," said Yoongi, and as he was closing the door, he heard your voice loud and clear.
"Y-Yoongi" you moaned loudly.
Laughing to himself, he took his sweet time to reach you again.
"You okay in there?" you heard him ask you, but you were so overwhelmed by your recent orgasm and your growing sensitivity that you couldn't answer. Only a groan left your lips.
"Mmm, did you cum baby?" he said, joining you in your bed again "Hobi heard you, you know?
Your heart was beating loudly in your ears, your breathing was erratic and your pussy was sore, but this didn't stop your body from gushing your wetness in between your legs when you heard that.
"You like that don't you?" your boyfriend whispered against your hair "To be heard? To be seen? What am I going to do with you? Huh?"
The pressure in your lower stomach was starting to grow again and every second that passed brought more pleasure and less pain.
"Yoongi" you mewl "I-I'm gonna c-cum"
"Yes?" he said, voice low, almost a grumble "Are you going to cum for me again?"
"Yes," you whimpered, almost tasting it.
"Cum for me then," he said, and you did.
Legs trembling, white noise and shallow breathing. You barely felt him when he released your arms or took the toy, you only noticed you were laying on your back because he was on top of you, kissing you.
You reciprocated the kiss slowly, messily. Just how he liked it.
"Can you do it again?" he asked you, pressing his bulge against your core and leaving kisses on your chin and neck.
"I don't know baby" you whispered "I'm so tired".
"Okay," he said, continuously leaving kisses on your skin "That's okay".
You could feel his lips leaving a feverish trail on your body and despite being so drained, you wanted him to feel the same high as you did.
"Maybe... Just one more" you murmured, making him lift his head to look at you.
"You sure? I don't want you to feel forced about it"
Smiling, you caressed his hair, your dynamic had shifted again.
"Fuck me Yoongi. I want you"
Groaning, he kissed you, his tongue immediately entering your mouth while he struggled a bit to drop his pants. Aligning his cock with your entrance, he sheathed inside you in a swift motion. As always, he stretched you like no other and barely waited until he began to move.
You knew you were going to be terribly sore later, but watching your boyfriend lazily fuck you had to be one of the best sightings in the world. Even after cumming multiple times, you were feeling overwhelmed and extremely aroused, but that was nothing compared to your boyfriend. He looked lost in it, concentrated on making you feel good, but also taken by his own pleasure.
He kissed you slowly and even kept his movements gentle, moving at a constant rhythm that was bit by bit consuming your sanity.
Soon enough, you felt your body constricting again and Yoongi groaned against your mouth at the tight feeling around him.
"Y-yoongi" you moaned, eyes closed and hands at his back, scratching him.
"Yeah" he groaned, changing to a slightly faster pace "That's it. You're so tight, clenching me so hard"
"I'm- I'm- I'm" stuttering, you tried to warn him, but your orgasm ripped through your body faster than your words. Arching your back and wailing, the ringing in your ears came back and you barely felt when Yoongi filled you inside.
"Fuck, yes baby," he said, barely aware of his surroundings and what he was saying. He kept moving a few times until the sensitivity got the best of him and made him stop.
"You alive?" he laughed, shifting to his back as his softening member slipped out of you.
"Umm" was your only response. You didn't even have the strength to lay on your side, you were too preoccupied trying to catch your breath.
"Was it too much?" he asked worriedly, shifting to his side so he could be able to look at you "We've been going at it for a couple of hours".
"No baby" you whispered, feeling how the sleep threatened to take you "It was perfect, as always. Stop worrying too much".
"Okay," he replied, sitting up in the bed "I'm gonna clean us up".
"Mmm" was your only answer, but you were knocked out before your boyfriend even got to the bathroom.
SUMMARY: What could happen after finding two strangers in an dark alley?
PAIRING: Yoongi x female reader x female oc
GENRE: Strangers to lovers, established relationship.
WARNING: Explicit sex, rough sex, oral (female receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, con non-con, almost a threesome.
A/N: Yoongi drabble #1. Read with caution.
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Walking home from work was always a nightmare, after spending most of the time on your feet, you hated having to walk home. But the distance was so short, it didn't make sense to wait for public transportation.
You made a turn at your right, cross the avenue and go into the alleyway that would take you to your street. You did this same route every morning and evening, and today was the first day that someone was in the alley.
A couple was talking very close to one another. His body seemed to be molded to hers, lips brushing together and eyes drinking each other. They barely paid any attention to you, so you figured it was safe to walk by.
Wrong.
You couldn't even walk out of the alley before strong hands grasped your arms. Suffocating your scream, the woman put a cloth in your mouth and the man prevented your movements by holding your arms with a lot of force. His grip was strong enough that it would probably bruise and it also made impossible for you to try to let go and run away from them.
You struggled and tried to scream, but the dark haired man only chuckled.
"Do you live near by pretty lady? My girl and I here, need somewhere to crash for the night".
With tears in your eyes you shook your head, a pleading look could be seen in your face, begging them to release you.
"I don't believe you" he said, taking your purse and handing it to his partner.
While she looked around for your wallet, he sniffed your hair, whispered sweet nothings into your ear and kept your back to his chest. You kept trying to break free, but you were no match for him.
"She lives right there, in that building" the woman pointed with her hand.
"Good, come on baby, we are going to have fun tonight".
Slowly, both of them took you out of the shadows and walked you in your apartment's direction. He kept pushing you to the building, while being covered by the body of the woman you supposed was his girlfriend.
Since it was late, no one was around your block so the couple took you to the apartment fairly easily. You couldn't talk or scream very well, had a bit of trouble breathing and couldn't feel your arms. Surely, you were going to be covered in bruises tomorrow.
If you live.
Opening your door, the couple got comfortable around your house and you were pushed inside your bathtub. Left alone, you finally took off the gag and looked everywhere to try and find a weapon or a way to escape... Even blocking the door would suffice.
But you couldn't find anything and sooner than expected, he was back.
"You have interesting clothes" he murmured in your ear, tying your hands and legs with your own scarfs.
Tossing you onto the matress, you looked in horror how the couple started making out in the same bed. You saw him touch her skin everywhere, her tight dress sliding up her legs, her hands grasping his hair while he leaved fleeting bruises againt her breasts and then his lips swallowing her moans.
Falling right beside your restraint body, he kept kissing the woman's skin. Her moans were starting to reberverate in the room and you could see the outline of his bulge on display.
Suddenly, the woman stopped moving her hips against his body.
"Fuck" she moaned "I'm craving a cigarrete love. Do you have one?"
"No" he answered without stopping his movements, he just kept caressing her body.
"I really need one" she complained "I'll go out and get them" carefully she untangled from the man and fixed her dress "I'll be quick, I promise".
Sighing, the man just replied "Just fucking go already".
Praying he would leave you alone, you stood still, barely breathing. But just a few minutes went by before the man got bored and recovered his interest in you.
"Well, it would be a waste not to touch you right?" the man asked, dragging your body to the center of the bed "While we wait for her, maybe you could help me with my problem".
Scared, you tried to roll away from him, screaming and begging for help. But deep down, you knew it was futile.
The man stroked your ankles and slowly started going up your legs. You got overwhelmed by a shiver, but kept trying to scoot away from him.
"It'll feel better if you behave" he whispered, kissing the inside of your left knee.
"Please" you whispered, tired body still trying to keep fighting "I won't say anything, please go"
"Why would I do that? I have nowhere else to go" the man chuckled.
"No, please" you cried, trying to supress a moan when he bit your thigh.
"The more you resist, the slower I'll go".
You kept moving and struggling to get away from him, but he was stronger and you were getting so tired. In a swift motion, the man untied your legs, only to use that scarf to bind your already secured hands to the bed.
Again, you tried to use your legs to push him away, but it was in vain.
"Mmm, you smell so good. I bet you also taste good"
"No, no, no" you cried, panicking.
"I promise you'll like it".
Quickly, he ripped your blouse and freed your tits from the bra. Then, he proceeded to take off the rest of your clothes, leaving you naked from the waist down.
Knowing there was no way out, you stopped resisting and begged to whoever was listening, for this to end fast.
"There you go" he said caressing your hip bone with his thumb "You should only move because of the pleasure".
You were about to reply with a sarcastic response, when he licked your folds, tentatively. Supressing down a moan, you bit your lower lip. You were not going to give him the satisfaction.
That resolution barely lasted, because he started eating you out like a madman. Sucking your center, biting your folds, using his fingers to touch the sensitive skin inside... Soon, barely audible moans were leaving your lips and you could feel the man smirking against your body.
After a particularly harsh bite of your clit, you whined loudly pressing your legs against his head.
"There you go, let it go" he coaxed, mouth and fingers moving rhytmically.
"No, no" you cried, but it was too late. Your orgasm ripped through your body like a lighting bolt and for a moment, you forgot where you were and with whom.
Chest heaving and ears ringing, you almost didn't noticed when the man unzipped his pants.
"No, please" you begged again, eye full of tears "I can't".
"You can take it" he answered, fisting his cock "I'll make you feel good".
He aligned himself against your entrance but before he made a move, he whispered in your ear "I'll make you feel real good again".
Swiftly, he pushed his cock inside, not stopping until their hips collided. Still sensitive, you whimpered and he stood still a few seconds, marking your neck and chest.
Roughly, the man grabbed your legs and throwing them over his shoulders, he started taking you hard and fast. Hands still tied and body under his control, you moaned loudly, only being able to receive his powerful thrusts.
"So wet" he growled, never losing his rhytmn "Such a warm and tight pussy".
You were exhausted of fighting, so, with loud cries you felt yourself starting to get lost in the feeling. Dropping your legs, you wrapped them around his hips, pushing him against your body. In a quick motion, the man freed your hands from the bed and you took advantage, yanking his hair and bringing your faces closer together.
"Are you close? I can feel you squeezing me" he growled against your lips.
Nodding, you kissed him softly, barely a brush. But the man had other ideas.
Biting your lips and forcing his tongue inside your mouth, he kissed you messily, fiercely and soon enough, you felt another orgasm approaching.
He kept snapping his hips against you even through your high and with a ruthless pace he kissed and swallowed your loud moans, chasing his own release.
"Gonna cum" he murmured against your lips, but you were too gone to beg him not to do it inside. Pulling his hair strongly, you felt his body tremble and stutter while he groaned against your neck. Right after, you felt his warmth coating your walls and his body collapsing on top of yours.
Breathing hard, the man untied your wrists from one another and kissed your shoulder. You were both still half dressed.
"How was it baby?".
Smiling, you snuggled closer against his body, searching for his lips.
"Perfect".
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The sun was setting again as you were leaving work. You couldn't help to be late sometimes, it was the perfeccionist in you.
Confidently as you did everyday, you crossed the avenue in the direction of the alley that would lead you home. And just like last time, today there was someone waiting in the growing shadows.
Alone this time, the same man was leaning against a wall, smiling.
"Hi baby" he said, approaching you and giving you a peck on the lips "Ready to go home?"
"Yes" you answered, grabbing his hand and intertwining your fingers with his "I'm dead tired".
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Maybe it should have been called "A lovers request" 🤭
Summary: After a traumatic accident, you wake up with memories of a life, everyone around you denies you ever lived.
Pairing: Jungkook x female reader
Warnings: Angst, crime, mystery, kinda strangers to lovers.
A/N: This is clearly inspired by "Our Time" by @taestefully-in-luv Since I couldn't take it out of my head, I wrote this homage.
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FEVER DREAM
You were printing the remaining documents wishing for the machine to hurry up already, so you could drop them at court and finally go home.
"Still here?" asked Captain Min, peeking through the door of your small office.
"Yeah, I want to take this there today so they'll get the documents to check first thing tomorrow morning. I want her out of questioning and out of the city as fast as possible.
"Quite a complicated case though" he replied "I'm not sure they'll let you represent her as usual. Her statement could save tons of lives"
"I know, but I gotta try" reaching for the latest paper you started to organize them in a binder, already full of evidence "We are talking about girls and women Yoongi. I need them to give me the green light so I can work on getting the full statement to represent her in court. She doesn't need to go through this twice, that's why I work here, it's my job.
"I know, I'm just saying is unlikely"
In a somber mood, you checked your watch and realized you have wasted precious time talking.
"Gotta go If I want to make it on time. See you tomorrow captain" you said mischievously while squeezing through the door in a rush.
"See ya, victims advocate" replicated Yoongi laughing heartily.
Still laughing you left the precinct making sure to say goodbye to the new security guy and strutted across the streets trying to reach court in time.
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"Star... Star can you hear me?"
Blinking, you tried to remember where were you, but you couldn't. The last thing you recalled was walking to the local courthouse, but all was fuzzy before and after.
"Star, are you okay?"
Shaking your head you focused on the voice that was talking and groaned. Your head was pulsating and your throat was sore.
"Her pulse is fine," said another voice "And she is waking up now, I'll come back later to see how she continues but she should be okay now".
"Good, thanks doc. I'll take it from here".
Finally being able to focus you realized you were laying on a bed in what you supposed was a hospital room. But the place looked small and shabby.
"Where am I?"
"You scared us for a second Star," the man sitting in a chair right against her bed said, "When we took you out of the water we thought we had lost you".
Water? So you did have an accident... but you were nowhere near the water, your town isn't close to it.
"Do you remember, right?" the man looked around searching for someone, but they were alone in the room now.
"I-I... the last I remember is getting out of work and-"
"Yes, thank god, we were going out of work" The man looked relieved you were both on the same page "Since the accident, you have been having memory problems and I didn't know if you were going to wake up this time knowing us or not".
"Memory problems? I-I that can't be. I remember my life fairly well, how could I have lost it..."
"Star, you've been here for a few weeks, and every time you wake up you look more and more confused. The doctor said it was expected since, well lack of oxygen could lead to memory trouble".
"But I don't have amnesia!" you screamed stressed, your head was palpitating and you couldn't breathe well "I know who I am, and my fucking name is not Star!"
Apologetically, the man sighed and got up from the chair.
"This been going on for a while, I-I need to take a break," he said looking defeated.
Trying to calm your beating heart, you looked around and strained your ear to hear noises from outside, but it was silent.
You felt tempted to get up and look out the window but before you could do that, the door opened again and a different man entered the room.
"Star!" he exclaimed. His mop of hair bounced, as he hurriedly made his way to you, once he saw you were conscious "You’re awake!"
"Don't get your hopes up" said the first man appearing again and leaning in the door's lintel "She doesn't remember us".
"W-What?" the doe eyes of the second man looked impossibly big "Baby, you don't remember me?" He said with a pout while grabbing your hand.
"I-I what? Baby?" Retiring your hand from his grasp you put it over your heart. It was beating like crazy "I'm sorry, I don't know you".
"Oh. I see" replied the man, looking disappointed.
"Look I just wanna go home. Can I do that? Can I leave?"
"Sure. I'll take you home".
"Not yet," said the first man, now entering the room and sitting next to the bed again "What's the last thing you remember?"
"I already told you," you said, exasperated "I finished printing the paperwork at my work, I said goodbye to my boss, and was on my way to drop some documents at court. I don't remember anything else after that. Besides walking on the street, I mean."
"What should we do hyung?" asked the guy with the wavy hair. He looked defeated.
Sighing, the older man straightened his back and made eye contact with you.
"Ok. We'll have to believe something happened with your brain - as the doctor said - because what you just told us makes no sense".
"What do you mean?" You whispered, afraid of the answer he might give you.
"First of all, my name is Kim Namjoon and I'm the spokesperson of the village we are in".
"More like a leader, hyung"
"Whatever you want to call it, I'm the voice and face inside and outside of here".
"Ok".
"We know you by the name of Star and you've lived in this place for as long as I can remember..."
"That, that can't be... how?" Confused you looked around the room again. You were sure of who you were, but this made no sense "My name isn't Star is y/n, and I work at the 4th precinct downtown".
"Downtown? Where?" Kim Namjoon asked, looking exasperated "We live on an island. The only way out of here is by boat or by car. By boat is closer, hence why we always use it. Driving takes at least 12 hours to get us out the forest and out of the island".
Astonished, you remained silent.
"You've lived here since your parents died and my father heard of their passing. I'm not sure how they knew each other, but he brought you here and raised you as his own. I remember being childish while he tried to explain it to me, saying the only other option was an orphanage..."
"My parents aren't dead! They live across the country!" You yelled furiously. You knew this story wasn't real, it couldn't be. You remembered everything. "I don't know who you think you are, but I'm going home. I can't listen to any more nonsense".
Sighing, both men looked at each other.
"Fine. First thing tomorrow morning, I'll take you wherever you want to go. But hear me out Star" you could only roll your eyes at the constant use of a name it wasn't yours "I am not leaving you there. It could be dangerous, you'll realize you are confused and have nowhere to go. And when you see that and you'll see it, you'll have to come back with me. I won't put you in unnecessary danger".
"Don't worry Kim Namjoon, everything will be fine" she said defiantly "I'll be sleeping in my bed tomorrow night".
"Sure thing. Wanna sleep here tonight or in your house?"
Summary: After a traumatic accident, you wake up with memories of a life, everyone around you denies you ever lived.
Pairing: Jungkook x female reader
Warnings: Angst, kinda strangers to lovers, eventual crime, mystery.
A/N: Thank you for reading :)
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TRIP TO NOWHERE
"Um. I haven't had the chance to introduce myself properly" said the doe eyed man walking alongside her to Namjoon’s car "I'm Jungkook".
You nodded. You were still a little freaked out that he had called you baby.
"I think there is something you need to know before we arrive hom- I mean- at your house".
"What is it?"
"Uhh" he looked so uncomfortable you kinda wanted to take him out of his misery, but you barely knew him "What you should know is that- uh - wekindalivetogetherinthehouse".
"Jungkook" chastisized Namjoon opening the car doors.
"Sorry hyung, but she should know".
"We live together?" You asked, confused. Why would they live toget- Oh. That's why he had called you baby... But that made no sense! You weren't dating, you didn't have a partner.
"I won't stay with you because I can tell it bothers you. I just, I wanted to let you know in case you find something mine in there".
You nod curtly and remained silent. You didn't know the guy, as handsome as he looked, you weren't going to risk sleeping under the same roof with a stranger. Less, knowing something didn't add up in this situation.
Once in the house you finally had time to yourself. As soon as the men left, you started questioning everything they have been telling you.
"Star?" You huffed "What a ridiculous name, how can this be my name".
Jungkook had walked you to the door, opened it for you and handed you the keys. Eyeing him suspiciously you had took them and closed the door without further conversation.
Looking around you started getting creeped out, this house was exactly like the one from your memories. The kitchen was in the same layout, bathroom had the same curtains and the main bedroom had all your bedding and even the skincare. Sitting at the end of the bed, you felt overwhelmed. You could feel the anxiousness rising slowly through your body.
"Why does this look the same? I- It- It can't be".
Feeling nauseous you ran to the toilet and threw up. Your insides were burning and for a split of a second you questioned if you had really drowned. With all the adrenaline, you hadn't notice, but right now you were realizing everything ached.
With difficulty, you blocked both doors in the house and laid in bed crying. The next day would bring answers, you were sure of it. This wasn't right.
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The next day didn't come fast enough, and you barely slept, so when you heard a loud knock at the door, you didn't react quickly.
Dragging your foot you take out the obstacles and opened the door to see a chirp Namjoon and a worried Jungkook.
"Good morning" said Namjoon "Are you ready?"
"Ah no, sorry, let me clean up real quick" you answered, warm cheeks showing you embarrassment.
"Sure, we'll wait here" Namjoon sat, getting comfortable in your couch.
When you were ready, you grabbed a purse you found there and walked to where the men were waiting for you.
"Ready? Let's go" Namjoon said.
Jungkook hesitated, but then gave you a mug - your mug to be exact.
"I made you coffee, I hope you don't mind".
"Thank you" you said curtly while accepting the cup.
Once in the car Namjoon said:
"We could go walking, but since we are trying to make it to the city quickly we'll just drive to the dock and then we'll take a boat to the city.
"Sure"
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Jungkook watching you with frown eyebrows. But you paid no attention, you just wanted to get to the city quickly.
Looking curiously through the window, you realized it was really a village. Lots of wood houses surrounding a small square with a well in the middle. People were walking and talking. There were some vegetable and fruit stalls but overall, there wasn't much going on besides that.
The car got away from the village quickly and followed a path in the mud.
"We are here" Namjoon said, getting out of the car.
You looked around but saw no boat.
"Where-?"
"Over here" called Jungkook, leading her to a small wood dock that was barely visible due to vegetation.
"Ok" you said and started walking confidently in his direction, but as soon as you put a foot on the dock you felt yourself shiver. You tried to keep walking, but your body didn't seem to obey.
"Star?" You heard Namjoon’s voice far away.
Shaking incontrollably, you tried to speak but your throat was sore and you vision was getting plagued by black dots.
Suddenly, Jungkook's face was in front of you. He looked worried.
"Do you need any help?"
You tried to answered him no, but couldn't move at all.
"I'm gonna carry you ok? Star?" He said, sounding comforting.
You didn't want that, but couldn't say no either.
With delicacy, he leaned to grab your legs and support your back so he could carry you bride style to the boat. Still trembling, you tried to move your arms but your body was frozen otherwise. The involuntarily movement pushed your head against his shoulder and the smell of his perfume or his body - you didn't know - surrounded you. It did seemed familiar and it relaxed you.
You were able to close your eyes and fairly quickly, you were inside of the cabin of the boat. The space wasn't as small as you supposed it was going to be, and if you sat strategically you couldn't even see through the few windows.
"Sorry" Jungkook said, helping you to the ground "I know it's hard, is just, this is quicker than by car".
"How long is by car?"
Jungkook was knealing in front of you after he helped you sit on the floor. He was looking at you with a soft gaze, but before you could start drowning in it, Namjoon’s voice filled the space.
"12 hours by car, since we would have to surround the entire island to reach the bridge that connects to mainland".
"I see"
"By boat is more direct though, so it'll only take an hour to reach land. It is a bit secluded, but we also have a car in that dock waiting for us".
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Everything was going wrong.
You insisted on going to your apartment first, but the door has been opened by an unknown woman, telling you she has been living there since she got married long ago. Kindly, Namjoon explained the overall situation and the lovely lady let you wander around the place.
You didn't find anything yours, but the woman had a similar decoration and the disposition of the place was alike. You tried to wreck your brain and find something only you could know, but nothing came to mind and soon enough you all had to leave.
In absolute silence, you walked out of the building. Wringling your hands and afraid you were truly confused, you looked at the sky. How could you create all this vivid memories in your head? It couldn't be. It just couldn't.
"Where to now?" Asked Namjoon, with little emotion in his voice.
"To the preccint" you answered, already making the path you used to take to go to work.
"Star? Where are you going?" Asked Jungkook, confused.
"To the police station?" You said unsure.
"Let's take the car" was the only thing Namjoon said, with no space left to argue.
"Oh, sure".
Once in the vehicle, Namjoon took different routes, never one you knew by heart. So, despite knowing where you were, you had no clue as how to move around if you were to go walking from here.
Sooner rather than later, the three of you were outside the preccint. Obviously, you didn't have your work ID with you, so your only hope was to go and try for the guard to ring you in.
Confidently, you went to walk in hoping the guard will recognize you, but he stopped you almost immediately.
"You aren't allowed to go in miss" he said, blocking the access "This is a private entrance-".
"For workers of the station, yes I know. I work here" you said "I don't have my ID as of now, but if you let me in I'll talk with Captain Min personally".
"Sorry miss, but I can't let you go in, you can try the public access though, just go around the corner."
"My office is this way, I usually don't go through that door".
Eyeing her suspiciously, he moved to block the door.
"You with them?" He asked, pointing at Jungkook and Namjoon.
"Yeah, but if that's a problem they don't need to go in with me" you stated without even looking at them.
"Let me ask about it, please face this way" he said indicating a camera placed high on the wall.
Impatiently, you dared to look at Namjoon who shoot you an unimpressed look, but on the other hand, Jungkook seemed nervous.
Nervous about what, you wondered. It was because their ruse was going to end or was something else at stake here?
"Name?" Asked the police guard, interrupting your thoughts. You answered and awaited nervously, moving from foot to foot.
"I'm sorry miss, they say you don't have clearance to go in".
"W-What? How-?" You stuttered, starting to feel afraid "W-who is at the desk?"
"I'm afraid I can't give you that information. Sorry for your trouble. You still can try through the main entrance".
"How can it be! A month ago I was working here! I need to talk with Captain Min Yoongi, he'll know me" you pleaded with the guard, feeling your stress starting to rise and rise.
"Let's just try the other door Star" you heard Namjoon’s voice next to you.
"I- yes, okay" starting to walk away, you suddenly thought of another idea. Turning around you said "Just a second, hey could you asked for Captain Min to check the camera?"
The officer seemed worried and you saw him looked around.
"Miss I can't bother the Captain with these affairs".
"Please, just please" you begged him, there was not point in going to the public entrance if you couldn't talk with Yoongi.
"Ok, I'll ask" he nodded moving aside. You saw him speaking through the radio, but couldn't hear all he was saying.
"Miss? They informed me Captain Min isn't available to fulfill your request".
"Oh, thank you. I'll be out of your hair now" you replied, disappointed "Thanks again"
Nodding, the man shared a look with the three of you, but you didn't acknowledge it. You just wanted to go away as fast as possible.
Coughing, he looked at you and spoke again.
"They informed me that, eh- that he isn't available because no one under that name works here".
Stopping in your tracks, you just inhaled. Shaking your head you refused to acknowledge that information and kept walking. You didn't know what were the thoughts going through Namjoon or Jungkook's head and you didn't want to know.
Disheartened and trying to think what to do, you cursed yourself for not knowing the number of Yoongi. He had to be worried, you knew that. You had been working together so many years that you became friends and barely a day went by that you didn't see each other or talked with one another.
But the only number you knew by heart was the landline your parents still had in their house.
Wait! That could work!
"Namjoon do you have my phone?" You asked, stopping yourself in the middle of the street.
"Yeah, in the car though" he answered.
"Let's go then"
"What about the station?" Asked Jungkook, still looking conflicted.
"If Yoongi isn't there - doesn't work there - is of no help".
"To the car then" Namjoon said, changing the direction of his steps.
Sitting in the car he gave you your phone but it was turned off.
"Sorry, you fell to the water with it. I don't think is working".
Sighing at your bad luck, you tried to turn it on, but nothing happened.
"Okay, can you lend me yours?"
Before you had to repeat yourself, Jungkook took out his own phone and placed it in your hand.
"Thank you" dialing your parent's number, you waited for the line to pick up.
"The number you have dialed doesn't exist. The number you have dialed doesn't exist."
Gulping and feeling tears pooling in your eyes, you kept trying until Jungkook took the phone away from your trembling hands. Listening to the message, he shook his head at Namjoon, who just sighed and started the car.
"Let's go home Star" said Namjoon, patting your shoulder. You only had energy to nod.
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You had been laying in bed for a month now. After the disaster that your excursion to the city had resulted to be, you had refused to leave the house until something made sense. But everything was still confusing.
You could understand that the police officer couldn't recognize you, but the one working at the cameras? The guy that usually had that job was one you knew well, you even had dinner with him and his wife!
The same thing happened with your parents, they have had that phone number since forever and despite you telling them numerous times that they should get rid of it, they had never wanted to. It was rare for them to do it right when you needed it the most. The only logical explanation was that all that Namjoon and Jungkook were telling you was the truth, but you had no recollection of any of it.
You only had the memories everyone seemed to think were fake. But how could your brain construct such a complete life without you having lived it?
Another thing that confused you was your newly acquired fear of water.
According to your memories you never were afraid of it, but you reaction to the river had been puzzling to you. Even now, thinking of it made you shudder.
That was the only thing that ring true about everything Namjoon and Jungkook had said.
And even if you kept the silent treatment, Jungkook didn't fail to leave you warm food everyday or just drop by to deliver whatever you might need, despite the lack of response from you.
You didn't know where he was staying, and you didn't want to know. But at the same time you still felt a little guilty, if this was indeed his house, you were keeping him out of it.
"Hey, I'm just dropping by to leave you dinner" you heard his voice while he closed the front door.
Tired of not knowing and curious about what he could tell you about yourself, you left your bed. For the first time in weeks, you went out of the room and joined him in the kitchen.
"Hi"
Surprised, he turned around and smiled at you.
"Hi" he was busy fixing your food and saving some groceries in the pantry "Want to eat something?"
"Sure".
If Jungkook was surprised again, he didn't show it. He just got to it while you watched him in silence, until you couldn't handle it anymore.
"Jungkook?"
"Hmm?"
"Can you tell me about Star- I mean, me?"
"I don't know if I should" he said, looking conflicted "Namjoon said that he was going to talk to you when you feel better. We could call him later".
"Do you really have to ask for his permission?" You said, knowing it might hurt him but not caring at all. You wanted answers now.
You could handle it.
Serving your food, he sat in front of you in the tiny kitchen.
"I know the same he told you. Is what- is what you said when we met aswell. Your parents died in some sort of accident, Namjoon’s dad brought you here, sort of adopted you and I met you when he did the same for me. He, well, I'm thankful because he saved me from orphanage life and you never said it, but I think you are too".
Stunned and and unable to speak, you tried to process the information, but it was so strange to you it just felt out of reach.
"We met as childs or-?"
"Well, sort of. We indeed met as kids, but we never really lived together. For a while, you lived with Namjoonie hyung but then we were all sent to study in the city and we mainly stayed there. I lived with hyung all those years while you went to a different school. We didn't really eh - connect - until we all cameback from university.
"Okay" she said softly, trying to piece all the information together. Didn't ring any bell, but at this rate it seemed nothing ever will "If I spent so much time away from here, why did I got back?"
Smiling at her, his big eyes searched her face warmly.
"We never explicitly said it, but I guess we both felt we owned this place all we had. Here we both work for the village and honestly? We have all we could want.
"Am I happy here?" Coming back to live at a secluded island did sound right up your alley though. Like something you would actually do. Especially if you knew you could help someone in the process.
"I think so" he said "I hope so".
Exchanging an unknown, but comfortable look, you thought to yourself that as long as you were confused about your life, the smartest decision was to continue with this life as Star.
"I was thinking, where are you staying? This was your house too right?"
"Oh don't worry about it, Namjoon hyung has enough space to share and since I work with him everyday, is easier this way".
"Oh, okay" you replied, doubtful "Well if- if at any time you want to comeback, you can do it. I don't mind- since is your house aswell, that is."
Reaching out for your plate, Jungkook stood up and started to rinse it.
"I'll think about it" he mentioned "It's kind of hard to be next to you, but not with you".
"Ah".
"Go get ready, I'll accompany you to see Namjoon hyung, so you can talk to him too".
"Okay".
Walking slowly and without looking back, you heard him hum a familiar tune while he kept tyding your place.
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"Well, hello Star, what brings you both here?"
"Hmm, Jungkook and I were talking about- about me. And he said you also wanted to talk".
"Sure" Namjoon was sitting in a desk in his office "You can leave us Jungkook" he dismissed it, and gave you a smile.
Jungkook patted your shoulder and left you both alone.
The room had a big window at Namjoon’s back, and you could see the movement of the town through it.
People came and went, some carrying boxes, other dragging carts, but overall everyone was busy.
"Honestly, I just wanted to talk with you so I can know if I can expect you at work soon".
"Work? I don't- don't really know what I did- do, its a bit confusing".
"Of course, I understand that. It's just that I've been covering for you and on top of that I've been doing my job, so you'll understand I'm beat".
For someone, who had supposedly lived with you as family for a few years, Namjoon looked really stoic and goal oriented. You wondered if your relationship was always like that.
"It's not that hard anyway, you could jump right in" Namjoon said, looking for something in his desk "Here, this was you notebook, since internet is not that good here, we saved everything in paper first".
Looking through it, you realized it was full of numbers and products.
"Did I do inventary?"
"And other tasks" he confirmed "You checked the numbers aswell. Before everything goes through Jungkook or me, you were the person in charge of the accounting.
"Accounting?"
"Yes, maybe that's why you are confused that you worked as a police station secretary's..."
"I was a victim advocate! I worked representing the survivors!" You yell, getting ofuscated "And don't get me wrong, there is no shame in working as a secretary, but I am so tired of hear that line".
"Sorry" he replied, not looking regretful at all "Going back to business, do you feel like working again? It would save the rest of us the extra work.
"Sure, but I'm not confident I'll know how to do it correctly".
"Don't worry" said Namjoon, smiling mischievously for the first time. His dimples made him look as if he was up to no good "That's what Jungkook is for".
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(La lleva a la casa y es muy parecida a la de sus recuerdos y tiene todas sus cosas, lo que la confunde
La llevan a la ciudad y luego de 1 día de viaje llegan a su departamento y otra familia (pagada) vive ahí y el lugar luce nada que ver, confundida va a la policía y se ingresa con credencial, el guardia (pagado por la mafia) no la deja pasar insistiendo que no la conoce y que no trabaja allí.
Trata de llamar a sus padres y nadie le contesta, suena como número no existente (los locos se lo bloquean)
Confundida decide devolverse a la villa, wlnjefe compra cosas y las llevan de vuelta y otro día de viaje y ella se aclimata a su casa
Le dicen que su trabajo consistía en llevar el inventario de la cosecha y la venta de los vegetales y que quizás por eso ella estba confundida que trabajaba de secretaria de la policía "no de secretaria! De victim advocate! I was their representant!"
She starts to live there everyone greeting they have light and water and wifi but supposedly bad signal
GENRE: Established relationship, arranged marriage.
WARNINGS: Smut.
A/N: Namjoon drabble #5
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"What are you doing?"
"Baking some goods for the princess"
"You just got back. Why are you busy already?" he asked, looking at her softly, while she moved around the kitchen palace.
"Honey, it took me a lot to convince my father to let me stay at court. And I've missed so much. I missed the engagement..."
"But, they were engaged for like a year. How could you-?"
"I missed the wedding" she continued, pointedly "I just want to be here Joon" she added, turning on herself and hugging his waist "I also miss you when I'm away".
"Your father is the ambassador and you have to go with him. I understand that".
"Not anymore" she exclaimed cheerfully "I convinced him and I'm staying"
"What? Really?!"
"Where do you want to place the tarts milady?"
"On the basket, please darling, thank you" she answered to her maid "I want to gift all of that to the future queen. I'm so excited" she added, while carefully helping the maid place the freshly made desserts "I don't know her but I already like her".
"Dear..."
"Shush Joon, she is from another country and not only that makes us more powerful but she is so lovely! I also wish you could have gone with me when I went there with my father. The country is so so beautiful!"
"You know I have to stay here, since I'm the royal advisor".
"Nonsense" she moved her hand around, to point it out how absurd it was "There is no war and not immediate trouble. You could have gone with us.
But enough about it, I just wanna meet her."
"And you will, eventually" She smirked at his comment.
"Milady why don't you take a bath before meeting the princess? I'll have the room and the basket ready for you".
"Mmm what do you say Joon?" She whispered mischievously "Want to take a bath with me?"
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In the privacy of the room, her muffled moans could be heard over the ripple of water.
"Joon" she whined, scratching his wrists to let him know he needed to help her move her hips faster.
His lips were on her chest, on her neck and on her lips, silencing her sounds.
After the maid has taken off her clothes and started bathing her, she had lost confidence that her fiancé was going to show up to take a bath with her. But she had been wrong.
After discovering him looking at her from the doorway, she had smiled lustfully. Her body trembling in anticipation, while he took off his glasses and jacket.
"Darling" she called at her maid "Can you leave us? Joon is going to help me finish the bath".
"Sure milady. Let me know when you want to get dressed".
While the maid left her room, he walked over her and helped her wash the soap away.
"I'm glad you are back" he said.
"Me too love, I've missed you so much. You know I hate going away from here".
He kissed the skin over her heart and she sighed, closing her eyes.
"Join me before the water gets cold. I need you".
Nodding, he leaned back and started stripping himself.
Now, she was on top of him, gasping while she closed her eyes and the pleasure flashed through her body.
"R-Right there! Right there Joon!" She moaned loudly, feeling the orgasm course through her, locking her muscles in place. Hugging her tight, he kept moving until he completed himself inside of her. Having the impression to be in another plane, she felt his lips leave ghost kisses on her face and neck.
"I lied to you" she mumbled, spread on top of him.
"About what?"
"I convinced my father about staying here, because I said I wanted to marry you already"
"Really?"
"Yes. Are you mad?"
"Of course not dear" he tenderly mumbled, as he caressed her back.
"Good. I just thought, why wait? We can just get married now and I won't have to go away ever again.
Smiling, he touched her face delicately and put some of her messy hair behind her ear.
"Nothing will make me happier".
"Great!" she exclaimed excitedly "I'll start with the preparations, you won't have to worry about anything. But first things first, I must know the princess already. I want her to be my maid of honor".
"Honey, you are not a friend of the princess".
"Yet darling, yet".
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Hope you like it :)
(And absolutely inspired by Wicked c14 by @adonis-koo )
SUMMARY: After many years without seeing each other, Bomi and an old neighbor from her childhood meet again. And what was supposed to be a friendly reunion, ended up becoming a living hell, when Bomi is acused of murder.
For years, Jin has lived under the spotlight and the public scrutiny. Despite his group disbanding, he kept most of his ties with his members, who became like a family to him.
All of this changes, when one of them unexpectedly dies.
Will Bomi and Jin be able to solve the puzzle?
PAIRING: Kim Seokjin x female oc.
GENRE: Crime, mystery, murder.
WARNINGS: Death of important character, murder, description of violence, light smut, friends to lovers, fluff.
A/N: I wrote this one originally in spanish. Sorry if there are any mistakes :)
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"According to the information provided by the authorities and the brief statement from the police, his body was found early today at the house of his former bandmate, Kim Seokjin, better known as Jin. Both artists were celebrating a party with their closest friends, when the events happened".
GENRE: Established relationship, friends to lovers.
WARNINGS: None
A/N: Namjoon drabble #1. It is not idol namjoon... unless you want to :D
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"Do you have everything?" You asked checking the suitcase. He was very likely to forget something, like his underwear. And even if he had the money too buy thousands of clothes, Namjoon preferred not having to do it.
"I think so".
"Ok. Do you want me to close the suitcase?"
"Before you do it, can you check it just in case?"
You had this list. It was created a while ago, after he forgot his passport at home. Everytime he forgot something, you added it to the list.
"Sure, love"
"You are the best" he said, hugging your back while brushing his teeth.
You smiled, but it was a little tense. There is always this fear when he leaves for work. Fear of the plane crashing, of him getting stranded somewhere far away, of losing him to someone else... Even if he always acknowledged your apprehension and made you feel seen and loved, it was hard to get rid of the voice in the back of your head telling you how "he could do better".
"I don't want anyone else" he will whisper in your ear at night, usually before departing "I love you".
"I know. Sorry"
"Don't. We spend a lot of time apart, it's okay to feel this way. I also feel like this when I can't see you".
Namjoon also felt paralized at times. He would feel overwhelmed by the thought that you might find someone else to love. Someone different, present and with a job less demanding.
But despite all these fears and the time you spent apart of each other, you both felt this was it. There was no one else you could love like this, be completely yourself with.
It was terrifying, but it was worth it.
"The car is here" he called you from the other room "I gotta go".
"Ok Joonie, have a safe trip" Walking into the room, you helped him with his luggage "I'll be here waiting, let me know when you reach the hotel".
"Do you think there is any chance for you to come this time?"
"I don't know" you answered sadly "I'll try, but I can't promise you anything".
"I hope you can, I'll be also waiting for you" he winked, reaching the space to give you a hug.
You hugged him tightly, like you were never seeing him again.
In the opulent halls of the kingdom of Veridian, where whispers echoed like the rustle of silk and secrets lingered in every shadow, Princess - stood resolute. Her kingdom teetered on the brink of collapse, ravaged by war and famine, and the only solution lay in a fragile alliance with their long-standing enemy, the Kingdom of Azure.
Thus, the stage was set for an arranged marriage between Isabella and Prince of Azure, a man whose indifference was as notorious as his lineage. With the weight of her people's hopes upon her shoulders, Isabella approached the altar with a heart heavy with duty.
Prince, with his piercing gaze, an enigmatic charm and allure, but a calculated indifference, stood waiting. His eyes held no warmth, no hint of emotion as they met her's.
Their union was a dance of shadows and secrets, veiled beneath the façade of royal decorum. Isabella's attempts to break through his icy exterior were met with indifference, his every word a dagger aimed at her resolve.
But beneath his stoic exterior lay a man burdened by his own demons, haunted by a past he could not escape. Her determination to understand him, to unravel the mysteries that shrouded him, stirred something within his hardened heart.
As days turned into weeks and weeks into months, their forced proximity began to chip away at the walls they had erected around themselves. Slowly, begrudgingly, they found solace in each other's company, sharing moments of laughter amidst the chaos of courtly affairs.
And amidst the whispers of courtiers and the schemes of rival factions, a forbidden bond began to blossom between them. The princess, once resigned to her fate, found herself drawn to him in ways she could not comprehend, while the prince, for the first time, dared to dream of a future beyond his obligations.
In the end, it was not duty or obligation that bound them together, but a love forged in the crucible of adversity. And as they stood side by side, facing the challenges that lay ahead, they knew that together, they were destined to rule not as enemies, but as partners in a kingdom united by love.
