Summary: All Y/N wants to do is find her creativity and motivation but she finds 7 werewolves instead.
Author note: Hi again! I've been working tons of overtime since we've been slammed at work. But the good news is I found a cafe that I enjoy writing in and I discovered the magic that is lofi beats to focus on writing and stop being lazy. Although it feels weird writing smut in public lol. If you find the subtle concert reference you get a gold star sticker :D
Maybe it was wishful thinking to expect your creativity to come back as soon as you moved. Its been a whole week without writing or drawing anything. Laying in the grass staring up at the sky has been way more appealing than working. Throwing an arm over your eyes and sighing you try to clear the thoughts of failure and of your boss being disappointed in your lack of production. You could always just quit and find a different publishing company for your books but this one is the best at distributing all over Korea.
One thing you’ve noticed during your daily procrastination time in the grass is all of the animals that are your neighbors and how not scared of you they are. Yeji’s grandparents must have been feeding them or something.
The song birds are here this morning singing their little hearts out and the small band of female deer that have been stopping by to munch on your grass, eliminating the need for a lawn mower. You coo when you notice all four of the Deer have babies, one of them even has twins. Babies of any species have always made you happy that’s why you went into writing children’s books.
While the little ones were playing the adult deer all suddenly freeze, one of them stares off towards the woods and stamps her hoof while snorting causing them all to run off into the woods.
Frowning you went to get up and go inside when you see it. A dog, a very large dog, sitting where the deer just were on the edge of your yard. Using your limited knowledge of the canine species you deduced that it had to be the size of a great dane. It was a reddish brown with white on it’s chest going towards it’s belly and what almost looks like ‘socks’ on it’s paws. Its striking golden eyes seemingly staring straight into your soul.
Maybe it was stupidity but you weren’t scared of the large beast at all. Throwing away what little common sense that would tell you not to approach unknown animals lest you get bit, you get up and approach the dog holding your hand out for it to sniff.
“Hi puppy, are you lost?”
Letting out a huff the canine leans forward giving your hand a lick. You push your luck and out to pet it when it suddenly whipped its head around cocking its head to the side seemingly hearing something. It looks back at you whining before it takes off running back into the woods.
Disappointment floods you at your new friend leaving you alone. You sigh and head off to your bathroom to take a shower so you could hurry up and head to town before it gets too crowded. You needed to go to the grocery store still, surviving off ramyeon cups hasn’t been healthy.
You reach town with every intention of going to the grocery store but as you pass all the little shops you find yourself oddly compelled to park in the parking spot right in front a certain bakery again. With a grumbling stomach you put your car in park and head inside. Expecting to see Jungkook or Jimin again you are a little surprised to see a new face. Which you really shouldn’t be since its literally only your second time here and obviously they have more than two workers.
The new man has blonde hair and what you would describe as a “Resting Bitch Face” as he looks up at you. You can feel his eyes on you as you look at all of the pastries in the glass case to the side of check out counter. There’s so many to choose from that you almost don’t know what to get. You stand the perplexed for a good 5 minutes until you hear the sound of a clearing throat. Looking up you meet the gaze of the man, his name tag on his black apron says ‘Yoongi’ on it, you notice.
“What kind of things do you like? Sweet, savory, fruity, chocolaty? Maybe I can help you since you seem a bit lost.”
“Umm I like fruit filled things,” you say feeling a bit embarrassed. Yoongi nods his head and opens the case.
“You like cream cheese?” You nod. “Then try this, Its a peach cream puff. Peaches are in season right now and we got some in from the farmers market this morning so they’re fresh.”
You grab the pastry from him and take a small bite. Your taste buds are immediately assaulted by the amazing taste. The actual pastry is somehow crispy and soft at the same time. The filling is creamy and slightly sweet without being overwhelming. The peach slices are soft and ooey gooey in the perfect way.
You moan in an embarrassingly loud way immediately feeling your face get warm when you look up and see the man smile at you. “That good?”
“Yeah...”
“I’ll have to tell Jin then. He’ll be happy to hear his food makes pretty girls swoon.” Yoongi quirks his eyebrow leaning on the counter. You avoid his overt gaze as you reach into your pocket to grab money. “ Don’t worry about it. It’s on the house.”
At that a tall brunette male wearing black rimmed glasses, a red sweater and jeans walks in from the back, “Hyung, why are you giving away free food?” Stopping in his tracks after seeing you his eyes go wide before darting his eyes to the shorter man. It seems as if they are having a silent conversation between themselves while you stand there awkwardly. Before you can interrupt them to offer to pay again, the door chime goes off behind you.
“Don’t you growl at me you mutt. It’s your fault for not bringing clothes!”
Turning your head at the odd statement, you see Jimin holding open the door and waiting for someone but you don’t see another person through the big storefront window. Suddenly a big dog trots through the door, seeing you it heads your way wagging its tail. Staring at the furry creature, realization spreads across your face. It looked just like the dog from this morning. You take the opportunity to scratch behind it’s ears and you giggle when it licks your arm in return. Staying in your own world with the dog you miss the way all of the men are sharing glances with each other.
“Looks like he likes you,” Jimin’s words bring you back from your little trance. “His name is Tae.”
“He’s beautiful!” Tae seemed to bask in the praise and flops onto his back asking for a belly rub. Scratching the large canine’s chest and laughing at the sound of his tail thumping on the tiled floor as you call him a good boy.
“Hey Y/N,” looking up and pausing your scratching earns you a loud whine from Tae. “Are you sticking around town today?”
“I’m just headed to the grocery store today.”
Jimin’s face lit up hearing your answer, “I know this is a lot to ask of you when we don’t know each other well… but we all have to go to out today and I can’t leave Tae in the shop because he’s naughty and will eat every thing in sight.” Sensing your apprehension he quickly chimes in “I’ll give you money to go to the restaurant down the street. They have an outdoor patio and they let dogs sit in there if they behave.”
Thinking it over you were going to decline because you kinda just want to go home but then your stomach decided to do a great rendition of a dying wale protesting the fact that you didn’t eat breakfast. Plus who’d say no to free food? “Ok, how long will you be gone?”
“For around 2 hours. If you finish eating before then you can take him with you to the store. He’ll stick around outside. He’s good at staying put.”
“Ya! That’s too much vanilla, I have a recipe book right there! Why don’t you use it?”
“I know it must be shocking to you but I know how to bake too. Just because you’re a fancy schmancy professional doesn’t mean you’re better than me!”
“No, hyung is right that’s way too much,” Taehyung added sitting at the kitchen island watching the amusing show of you and Jin trying not to kill each other in the kitchen. It always happens because he’s a perfectionist when it comes to baking and you’re stubborn. The rest of the pack has given up trying to separate you when an argument breaks out unless food starts flying. There was an incident that involved flour that isn’t allowed to be brought again. Namjoon locked you both in Jin’s room and said to you couldn’t come out until you both started acting like adults. One thing lead to another and you ended up having amazing make up sex that left you, as Ariana Grande eloquently put it, ‘walking from side to side.’ The other guys wouldn’t start laughing about it especially when Jimin started saying he should throw flour at Jin too if that’s what you got out of it.
Shooting him your best glare with your hands on your hips you quip back “I don’t remember asking you for your opinion.”
While you were busy snapping at the younger wolf, Jin took the opportunity to grab all the ingredients and start working on a different batch of buttercream frosting. You gasp at his audacity.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“I’m saving Yoongi’s birthday cake from your awful frosting.”
To say your feelings were hurt would be an understatement. Probably sensing the impending argument, Taehyung hoisted you over his shoulder taking you to the living room.
“Put me down you jerk!”
“Ok,” he said before dropping you unceremoniously onto the couch. As soon as you hit the couch he transformed and jumped on top of you, flopping all 150 pounds of himself down.
“Get off me you fleabag!” You struggle under him, which caused Tae to snuggle onto you even harder. His gigantic head resting over your shoulder. At least he still kinda smelled like his cologne and not like a dog otherwise you’d really be mad. After a few minutes you come up with an escape plan. Grinning to yourself you grab one of his ears and pull, not hard enough to hurt him but not gentle enough to be comfortable, “I have to pee.”
Sitting up he looks at you inquisitively trying to gauge whether or not you’re lying. After a few seconds he huffs and finally gets off the couch setting you free. Where you take your chance to take off running to the stairs in the complete opposite way from the downstairs bathroom. You knew it was a feeble attempt especially when he was in his wolf form. He catches up to you quickly, going back to his human form and grabbing you around your waist and picking you up. After multiple attempts of yelling for help you finally hear Yoongi scold you from where he was cuddling with a snoring Hoseok in the reading room. “Quit making so much noise, some of us are trying to nap.”
“Sorry hyung,” Tae says before taking you back to the couch and setting you on it gently. He sits on the couch next to you staring at the ceiling quietly before looking at you. “You know you don’t have to be good at baking, right? Namjoon hyung can’t even be in the kitchen without something catching on fire.” You chuckle thinking about the big tough alpha looking absolutely lost anytime he attempts any sort of cooking.
Grabbing you chin and turning your head towards him he leans in and places a tender kiss on your lips. Pulling back to look into your eyes “Sometimes we should realize what we’re good at and not feel sad at not being good at other things.”
You didn’t know whether you wanted to cry or kiss him again, he always has a way of comforting you whenever you feel down. He’s contributed a lot to your books and even helped you branch out into writing young adult books on top of children’s books. You don’t have a favorite mate but he is the wolf you are drawn to the most, just like Yoongi and Hoseok are the drawn to each other.
“I love you,” you say sincerely before getting up to sit in his lap.
“Hmm, you want to do this in the living room?” Tae asks giving you a knowing grin. Nodding you press your weight down onto his crotch where his isn’t hard yet. Since you’re all mates and sometimes engage in sex all together these activities in in shared spaces isn’t looked down upon. Sometimes others will join or even just watch.
Hands gripping your hips Taehyung helps you move at a slow pace. As much as you’d love to have him make love to you, you’re still sore from the punishment you received from Namjoon. Your alpha absolutely wrecked you last night. You push off of him and he gave you a confused face before it morphed into realization as you drop to your knees. Spreading his legs, Taehyung made room and you immediately go for the waist band of his basketball shorts urging him to lift up his butt to pull them down and his boxers down. Hand reaching to squeeze his balls the way you know he likes.
Having seven different men to please you had to take note all of their likes and dislikes. No one knows about the spreadsheet you have that helps keep track of that. If you weren’t so adamant that no one touch your laptop after Namjoon almost deleted a ten thousand word rough draft that was due to be sent to your boss the next day, they’d learn your secret.
Hearing a low groan of your name encourages you to take his length in your other hand and gently pull back his foreskin and give kitten licks to the tip. Salty precum was already coming out showing his excitement. If this was Jungkook there’d be a puddle of it by now.
You’ve never deep throated Tae because he was massive. He has the biggest and thickest dick out of all your mates. He understands your limits and never pushes it. If he really wants it he goes to Jimin, that boy can swallow anything like an anaconda. So you stick to jerking him off and sucking his large balls. Licking the sensitive flesh makes you feel powerful, you have all the control in this situation. You take one testicle into your mouth, being extremely careful of your teeth, and suck on it. Letting it fall out with a faint pop sound you smile up at him.
“Oh shit,” He moans meeting your gaze. “Wait, let go.”
You let go of his cock and use that hand to massage the ball you’re not working on. Alternating between them and licking everywhere in between. Taehyung stroked himself so you’d give your full attention to his sac. His pace was fast and you knew his end was approaching quickly as his knot starts to swell. Grabbing the base of his cock you apply a good amount of pressure and pull slightly to simulate him being stuck inside you.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck,” he cries out bucking his hips up and finally cumming all over your hand. As much as you’d love to lick your hand for Taehyung’s enjoyment you weren’t really in the mood to taste cum today. Getting up you leave a quick kiss on your spent mate’s forehead and run to the kitchen to wash your hands.
“Here try this” Jin holds out a spoon with frosting as you’re about to turn on the water. Begrudgingly you admit that it tastes good, way better than yours was gonna end up being. “I’m sorry for taking over when you were doing things. I know you’re trying but it’s hard for me to relinquish control when it’s something I excel at. I’ll try to stop.”
“It’s ok I forgive you.”
Jin being the hugger that he is pulls you in for a big bear hug then immediately pulls back making a face when he feels a wetness on his back where your right hand is. “That better not be what I think it is.”
The tirade that follows you sheepishly smiling at him was so loud it would be quoted for years after that. Needless to sayc you made Taehyung take you to town to buy him a new sweater.
— summary: a lone rose, a little broken, until Jungkook came along and the two of you saved each other. and in doing so, Jungkook showed you a world where he shared with his six other mates.
╰ part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5 / part 6 / part 7 / part 8 / part 9 / part 10
"Prince Taehyung? If you're the head of the nursery nest, how are you able to take care of me?"
"Because this is my part time job," the dragon told you while mixing herbs with a light spirit. "I've always had the tough decision to choose between watching over the whelps or being able to heal my whole clan which are both an honor to do but in the end I chose to be a guardian of the little ones."
"Really?" You stared in fascination from where you sat on the bed. "What made you choose the whelps?"
"Baby dragons are adorable, dear Y/N," he laughed cutely. "Kinda like you."
You blinked, not expecting such a bold comment as your face began heating up. "L-like me?"
"Yup," Taehyung nodded as if it wasn't uncommon to say such a thing.
"But, how?" You asked, even more flustered because he was so casual about it. "I thought baby dragons aren't able to transform into their human forms until they've aged into a more mature age."
"They can't but they're still cute and you're cute too so they remind me of you."
Cute.
He was probably the first person to ever compliment your looks — well, Jinyoung did it before but he was rude about, someone you didn't really feel comfortable to hear words out of. Yet with Taehyung, you felt more at ease hearing the compliment coming out from his mouth.
"Hey, when you get better, want to come visit the roosts with me? They'll love you, I just know it."
Though flattered, you tilted your head in confusion at the excited boy. "How would you know?"
"No one is born with hate, dear Y/N," Taehyung told you with a voice that was calmer and sincere, "we only learn to hate because the people around us has taught us to do so. Maybe that's why you only love."
Love.
"Your parents must have been the sweetest, huh? To raise such a sweet child who doesn't know how to hate?"
You smiled at his soft words as you looked down at your hands. "They had...the sweetest love for one another," you remembered. "Mother had always been ill but she risked her health even more by giving birth to me. Father never gave up hope though, he was always there for the both of us. They've always taught me to look on the bright side to things, to people, and know that if there's a dark side, there is always going to be light. Like the moon. Father left us sooner than we expected but even then Mother never lost sight of her love and hope for me. I always blamed myself for making her health worse but she's always told me that I was a gift and that the world will one day reward me if I continued being kind and gentle."
"And you believed her."
"Of course." You smiled. "One day the world will see," a sigh left you, "hopefully."
"It will." You hadn't realized Taehyung had gotten up from his spot to walk on over to you until he took your hands into his larger ones, stroking it with such gentleness. "One day you'll find happiness and people who will give you the same amount of love as you have given the world."
"You really think so?" You asked him with bits of doubts, unsure and worried, timid and afraid.
Taehyung gave you a sweet smile as he squeezed your hands. "I know so."
When he looked at you, he could see a beautiful rose waiting to bloom. The rain had already given you enough of itself, now you just needed light in your life in order to grow from your budding state.
"One day, Y/N, one day soon."
.
.
"Jungkook?" You called upon his name softly, gently, a soothing voice he wanted to hear forever. Was it wrong to want to hold you? Was it wrong to want to take all your pains away so that you could never understand what hurting meant? Was it wrong to want to love you?
His eyes continued gazing out from the balcony, watching his clan from below while he replied with a soft hum. He loved his mates, loved ruling the clan alongside them, so perhaps it was indeed wrong to want another by his side when he already had six. Jungkook felt so selfish but a part of him didn't want to admit to his wrongdoings, didn't want to admit that the feelings he felt for you were wrong.
He didn't want for it to be wrong.
You deserved someone to love you in turn for the world's forsaken kindness and he wanted to be that person — or maybe one of them?
Was that wrong? For him to want his hyungs to see what he saw in you so that they wouldn't hurt if he ever did confessed the things he felt for you to them? He knew he could never confess to you, not before letting his hyungs know and getting their permission. They mattered as much as you did.
"You're lucky, you know."
"How so?" He asked.
"To have a love so sweet and beautiful," you breathed. "I don't think I've ever seen such a love so pure. Your hyungs all care about you, the same way you worry and care for them. It's something many will envy, you know, you should never lose that love."
Jungkook knew his love was pure, always knew he'd never want to leave any of his hyungs and would want to spend all of his life with them by his side. "Really?" yet he asked, curious for how you perceived their relationship in your eyes.
You nodded. "You'd do anything for them, wouldn't you?"
"I would," he confirmed.
Your gaze fell with a genuine smile, a little envious of the beautiful love but more happy for him than anything. He deserved such a love, they all did. Your hand reached up to trace along the scar that held just slightly away from your heart, an arrow you had taken because you saved Jungkook and brought him back to his home.
And now? Perhaps now it was your turn to find your own home.
"When I am all healed and can walk on my own without support of another, I am planning on taking my leave from this clan."
Jungkook's head was quick to snap your way and you almost flinched at the abrupt moment. His eyes widened, brows a little furrowed as if he couldn't believe what you had just said. "What?" He asked, words a little too soft, almost a whisper, as if he was afraid he heard it right.
But you sent him a smile despite the fear in his eyes, despite the little stab in your heart and a little moment of relief from the way he looked as if hurt to hear you wanted to leave. You felt glad for just a moment. "Home isn't a specific destination, it's where your heart lies, where you feel safe, loved and protected. You've found that within the arms of the other princes, and I have yet to find my own but I don't believe my home lies here."
Why not, he almost said it aloud.
Almost.
But he had almost forgotten that you weren't his, you didn't love him in the same way he was falling for you. He had almost forgotten that if he were to ask those two words, he'd sound desperate and you'd wonder why. You wanted your own home and you didn't feel it through him or anyone in the clan.
If he were to ask the question aloud, it'd be an even more selfish wish upon wanting you to stay despite the fact that he knew he couldn't have you.
So knowing that, knowing he couldn't keep you forever even if it meant just watching you from afar in hopes of your heart being his, he let his head process the whole thing, nodding slowly though reluctantly.
"I see," was all he could utter out in a low whisper.
Deep down, he hated it, he didn't want to accept it.
But he had to.
"What's wrong?"
Yet no matter how easy it was to hide his feelings from you, it could never go past the ones that did loved him back, the ones that had known him for much, much longer.
"Nothing," he tried to say.
"You're lying, Jungkook," Seokjin said with eyes that grew with more concern because they had set a promise to tell each other everything and Jungkook, out of them all, wasn't one to break promises.
They all watched their youngest lover while he stared into an empty space, past the plate of food that hadn't been touched since dinner started.
Jungkook wanted to show them that he was okay, he didn't want to hurt them because of the things he felt for you, but he knew that he was going to have to tell them the truth one day. But did it have to come so fast? Was there really a need to tell them so soon? He didn't want to.
But they weren't going to have him going to bed restless with that frown on his face, not without a talk first.
He didn't want to talk. Yet he knew he had to.
And for that, his heart fell. "I'm sorry," he breathed almost inaudibly before swallowing a big lump that rested in this throat and blinked quickly at the tears that threatened to escape.
He stood up from his seat, ignoring the concern in his hyung's voices as they called after him. Jungkook kept walking away, not wanting them to see his tears though he knew fully well that he could never hide from his mates. They knew him more than anyone, loved him more than the universe itself.
But the thought of speaking up and inevitably hurting them even further than he had already done so, Jungkook didn't want to face them just yet, he didn't want to be selfish.
"Jungkook?" The eldest called upon his name softly while his heart dropped at the sight of Jungkook in the bedroom, curled up in one of the corners as he tried his best not to cry while hugging his knees. He looked so weak, so vulnerable and the sight was enough for them all to want to do absolutely anything to make their youngest mate smile again.
"It's Y/N, isn't it?" Namjoon guessed, his voice gentle as he tried his best to assure Jungkook that just the name alone wasn't going to make him resent anything. Weeks before, he would have hated it, but after your sacrifice, Namjoon couldn't bring himself to hate you even if he wanted to.
He didn't want to now.
"I'm so sorry," the youngest prince squeaked. So, so scared. Afraid not just for them but for his own feelings that had kept growing and growing. He didn't know whether to feel guilty or not. Jungkook didn't know what to do at all.
Jimin began to hush him gently as he took a seat beside him, placing his young mate's head against his chest. "We're not upset at you, Jungkookie," he reassured. "What are you worried about, hm?"
He cried into Jimin's chest, the sounds echoing into the room which broke their hearts. "She says...says she's going to..-to leave after she heals." A few minor hiccups. "And I don't want her to leave. I don't want Y/N to leave. She saved my life."
"And she saved mine," Namjoon nodded, acknowledging the fact with a soft understanding. But as he knelt in front of Jungkook and took his hands into his, Namjoon squeezed it with a tight smile on his face. "But this is her choice, Jungkook, we can't make the decision for her."
"I-I know but..-"
He knew, knew more than anyone that he'd rather let you leave in peace and with a smile rather than to stay in the clan feeling like you'd never belong. You wanted to find a place that would accept you, a place that would love you just as you had loved the world. And maybe that'd take a while, not because of you, but because people had yet to understand of your true pure nature.
But ever since learning the fact that your former village had never liked you, Jungkook always wanted to protect you despite the position he was in. You became the keeper of the dragon, the keeper of him. You kept him company, spoke of stories after stories so that he didn't have to be alone in that cave, brought him food each morning, stole blankets to keep him warm, and risked your own life to help him escape so that he could return home.
The scar left upon your left chest, a scar that will always remain no matter how much time will pass, will always remind him of what you have done for him.
He felt so, so guilty. He loved you yet he felt so useless and unworthy of loving you. You saved him yet what had he done for you? He couldn't protect you from when his hyungs had once hated you to such an extent, he couldn't make you feel better when you were left trapped in the dungeons. It was Jimin who had helped you out. And he hadn't been there to protect you when you fell from that cliff along with Namjoon, left to only destroy himself over the fact that he couldn't do anything.
"Why can't I be the one to save her just as she had done for me?" Jungkook asked in a small weak voice and Namjoon's eyes fell.
You were always the one on the hurting end, the one to sacrifice your own happiness for someone else's.
"I want to save her too, hyung."
But would you let him?
.
.
"Oh, you're um, up early."
You looked over at the sound of Hoseok's voice and found the dragon flying just a few feet away, surprised you were up earlier than the sun. He looked like a beautiful creature from where you stood, golden eyes similar to that of Jungkook's, contrasting Seokjin who held the eyes of the moon.
You wondered what colors the others held.
"I can say the same thing to you, prince Hoseok."
He smiled with his head beckoning over towards the higher grounds of the mountain leading outside. "I'm in charge of the early patrol this morning, gotta be extra early to get ready. And you?"
You hesitated for a moment before replying. "I couldn't sleep well the night before."
"Why's that?" He asked and you gave a light shrug.
"I guess I had too much to think about last night."
Hoseok fell silent for a moment as he thought back to Jungkook who couldn't sleep as well because even the thought of you leaving had broken their youngest mate's heart. A part of him wanted to understand what the feelings were, but another part of him felt conflicted because he didn't understand.
And what about the others?
He could see it in Jimin, the soft care he had for you, taking in everything he learned about you and holding that dear to his heart. Seokjin grew a soft spot for you too, he could tell. He was no longer grumpy about having to take care of you and most days he'd willingly take over Taehyung's nursing for you when Namjoon wasn't in much of need. And Namjoon was beginning to care as well. After you saved him and he held you close while you finally broke down for the first time, you also became a soft spot for him.
The rest of them, him, Taehyung, and Yoongi had yet to figure it out but something told him it wasn't going to be hard.
"Thinking can be good but sometimes it gets a little overwhelming. Clear your mind, Y/N, be at peace." You stared at him with confusion as if you didn't know how to do that. A light chuckle escaped his lips. "I know a great way to take your mind off of things."
"What's that?"
"I'll show you," Hoseok offered. "It's right on the highest point of the mountain but don't worry, we don't have to venture any further than that." He could tell you were still afraid and in fear after the attack. "Want to come with me?"
You hesitated for a moment but then thinking about it, you guessed being left by yourself all the time wasn't at all a good thing and perhaps Hoseok would be able to get your mind off of things so you nodded at the prince. "May I?"
He smiled sweetly. "Climb on."
It was a little more difficult than not having someone else hold you while you got on a dragon's back but you made it towards the highest point of the mountain nonetheless.
When you got down from his back, you walked cautiously towards the edge of the mountain, staring in awe at the sight in front of you. It was as beautiful and exciting as when you were with Seokjin and it felt like you were on top of the world. The Earth was vast and fascinating in ways you could never find the right words to describe, but in your heart, you felt like owning it all.
The love and divine land of Earth.
From where you stood beside Hoseok who had already shifted back to his dragon form, your eyes could only focus on the sun breaking through the endless white clouds, its streaks stretching onto the vast land and gifting the earth with its mesmerizing bright yellow and orange rays.
"You're so lucky," you told the man beside you. He tilted his head just slightly and you answer his unspoken question. "The world is so much more beautiful when you're looking from the sky. I've always only lived looking at the Earth from the grounds and though it can be beautiful in its own way, it's nothing compared to this sight you get to witness everyday."
Hoseok smiled. "Having wings has its benefits," he said, nodding, "but it's nothing if you can't share it with the ones you love."
"Hence you are even more lucky for that."
Hoseok was silent for a moment, eyes only focused on the view in front of him but his mind consisted of you. "Where will you go, Y/N?" He asked and you look away from the view for a brief moment.
"I don't know," you admitted, "but the world is vast. I'm sure I'll belong somewhere."
"What if you belonged here?"
You smiled softly. "I wouldn't mind. But I'm a human."
"So what?"
"It's tiring, prince Hoseok."
He looked at you. "What's tiring?"
You sat yourself down on the ground and he followed, eyes never straying from you. "Everything, Hoseok," you told him. "I'm so tired."
And you did looked tired. Not like the tiredness where all you had to do was take a nice good rest — though that would be ideal too — but the kind of tiredness that left you deprived of energy and love. You were tired of keeping up, trying to prove to others of your worth, and a part of him knew that it was partly their fault.
You were just another person capable of anything they were, yet because of stigmas and the way dragons and humans didn't naturally get along, you were hated for a reason no one had yet to find out. You were kind and gentle, soft and sweet. You saved their youngest prince when you didn't have to. You betrayed your own kinds for a dragon that felt more human to you than anyone else you've met back in that village. Yet even after all that sacrifice, you still had to face discrimination and loneliness that you didn't deserve of.
"Come here," was what Hoseok said in response. You looked over at him with some confusion while he gestured for you to scoot in closer to him, patting at his lap. "Rest, Y/N."
You hesitated. "You're a prince."
"That's only a title," he insisted. "Now come."
You shifted towards him and slowly laid your head against his lap. Before long, you felt soft, long fingers running along your hair and the soothing touches were beginning to make your eyes droopy. Hoseok did that often to the younger ones when they felt uneasy and just needed time to stop everything and rest. He was used to it, to taking care of others when they needed it most and always being able to tell.
The two of you remained there in silence but you didn't mind it. There was no need for exchange of words, his actions alone told you that he wanted to make it better for you, to make things easier and that you could always rely on him if you needed.
Hoseok knew he should have already gotten ready for the morning patrol but right there in that moment with you, he also understood that it was far more important to keep you company. Maybe the others will be alarmed when they figured their patrol leader wasn't going to show up, or find you missing from the medicine nest. But for the time being, all he cared about was letting you have your rest.
"Is Y/N with you?" Taehyung asked the moment Jungkook flew in and transformed himself back into a human.
The maknae's brows furrowed with alarm. "Why would she be with me? Where is she?"
"I-I don't know," the older man quickly began to panic. "I thought that if she wasn't here, the first option would be that she'd be with you."
"Have you checked with the others?"
"No."
"Hoseok's missing too. He hasn't shown up to the morning patrol," Jungkook quickly informed before returning to his dragon form and flying out.
Taehyung spat out a curse as he followed his younger mate from just behind, both heading towards the castle to see if the others had seen the two of you. Yet when they both realized that the others had also not seen you nor Hoseok around, it only worried them further.
"Maybe they're out together," Jimin tried to suggest.
"That early?"
He shrugged when Jungkook doubted.
"He's supposed to be out for the morning patrol."
"Maybe it was an emergency and Y/N needed some fresh air, let's not panic alright?" Namjoon said, stepping up to try and calm things down.
"Hoseok won't leave the mountain right before a patrol even for something like that," Yoongi pointed out as he thought about it. He knew Hoseok a little more than the rest because they grew up together, as close as soulmates could be. Kind of similar to the relationship between Jimin and Taehyung.
So he also shared something with Hoseok, a place they often went to when they needed to take a break — or in this case, for you to take a break.
Perhaps Hoseok had brought you there.
"You look like you know where they might be," Seokjin interpreted and with a light nod and a glance Jimin's way, he sped off in his dragon form.
"I thought you might be here," Yoongi noted the second he flew down and returned to his human form, finding you lying against Hoseok's lap. He kept his voice low (though it wasn't with much effort because Yoongi was usually quiet), and looked at the two of you. "Is she alright?" He asked and Hoseok shrugged lightly.
"She's tired," he stated. "Tired of many things."
"I would be too," Yoongi nodded. "It's surprising she's held on for this long."
"She's used to it, I guess." Hoseok's eyes fell down to your form, watching you with a soft gaze as you breathed in with a slow pace, clearly deep in the sleep that you needed. "It's sad, isn't it? Knowing that we were one of the reasons to cause her distress?"
"We can change, Hoseok," Yoongi told him, "it isn't too late."
It wasn't too late.
Nothing was ever too late, for Yoongi knew that it was better to be late than never so when Hoseok looked up and their eyes met, a mutual gaze of understanding tied them together like soulmates and Hoseok smiled.
"You set off a panic, by the way."
He raised a brow. "Did I now?"
Yoongi chuckled and Hoseok joined in just imagining the maknae line worrying over nothing too serious. "You can apologize later, just head to your morning patrol. I'll take Y/N back," Yoongi offered and when Hoseok nodded, the older man kneeled down next to you, joining Hoseok in waking you up.
"Hey, little one," the younger one cooed as he lightly brushed his finger against the tip of your nose. Your face scrunched up cutely and they chuckled at your little whines of protest. "Time to wake up."
You opened an eye, frowning with an adorable pout. "You can sleep some more when we return to the nest," Yoongi informed and you look between him and Hoseok in confusion. "Hoseok has a morning patrol," he answered your unspoken question.
"I'll be back, don't worry."
Why did everything feel so soft all of a sudden?
Just minutes before when Hoseok had first approached you you weren't feeling all that great, thoughts running all over the place while your heart weighed heavily against your chest. Everything felt overwhelming but now? With both Yoongi and Hoseok there, something about their presence made it better.
You couldn't pinpoint why but you liked it. A lot.
"Come on," Yoongi encouraged and picked you up in his arms. Still sort of half asleep, you took advantage of your hazy thoughts to snuggle in close to him.
It felt wrong yet so right at the same time and Yoongi only held you closer. You couldn't remember ever seeing Yoongi acting gentle towards you before but it was fine. More than fine. And you liked it.
Liked it a lot.
And when he brought you back, the only thing you could remember — besides his gentle hold — was the bright moon that held his dragon eyes.
"They're going to love you so much!"
When you asked Taehyung to meet the whelps, he had been so excited to let you visit the nursery nest where all the baby dragons resided, yet there was one thing he was certainly not prepared for.
The overwhelming cuteness overload due to the combination of you and the babies.
All you did was say hi to a little baby dragon just four years of age and the next thing you knew, the remaining whelps were quick to surround you at all sides and Taehyung watched from the sideline, watched your soft smile that grew so bright and brilliant as the babies all asked for you to pick them up because they've never seen someone as pretty as you before.
He stood there by himself leaning against the entryway, not minding the peace he was finally given because the babies did adored him too, and now that they had someone else to play with, his presence was nothing more than invisible because of you.
But he was happy to just stand there and watch.
You looked so happy and soft, being so gentle and sweet towards the babies that he couldn't help but feel butterflies fluttering in his tummy just watching you surrounded by them. He never knew he'd love it that much but he did.
It was only when a little one tried to climb on you and accidentally touched the shoulder that was still in the process of healing did Taehyung finally step in to make his presence known. You were too kind to push the little one away but he heard you wince.
"Careful with her," he warned in a gentle chiding voice and everyone looked up with exciting eyes at the familiar caregiver of the whelps. But Taehyung paid no mind to them just yet as he walked over to carry the little baby that was hoping to grab your attention by climbing on top of you. He met your eyes with a soft concerning gaze. "You okay?"
Before you could give him an answer, the whelps were already bombarding the two of you with questions filled with concerns, worrying for you.
"Is noona alright?"
"What happened?"
"Did someone hurt her?"
You gave out a soft chuckle as you shook your head lightly. "I'm alright, I'm alright," you assured them all.
"But you little ones have to be careful around her, okay?" Taehyung chided softly again with pointed fingers going around at each of them. "She heroically saved Namjoon and hurt herself so she needs time to heal. Her shoulder is injured."
Their mouths gaped, eyes widened, and their wings and tails flipped around with excitement just from hearing what Taehyung had just said.
"You saved our leader?"
"You saved prince Namjoon?"
"Wow, noona is so cool!"
"How-?"
"When?"
"I didn't..-" you cleared your throat as you sent Taehyung a pout to his exaggeration, embarrassed for yourself now. But he only giggled. "I didn't save him," you emphasized to the little ones.
"She's being too humble."
"What? No, I-"
"So no matter what she says, just know that Y/N is pretty and kind and if someone ever bullies her, you have to be the big and mighty dragons you are to protect her okay?" He instructed them all and when you try to protest again, a little dragoness, the one who Taehyung had picked up to rest against his hold, spoke up before you can.
"But I'm not big and mighty," she said to the prince with cute pouting eyes as if disappointed she wouldn't be able to protect you when the time ever came. "I wanna protect unnie."
How cute they were to already have such a bond with you even though it hadn't even been a day. But Taehyung was fond of it and wanted to take advantage of it, so he gave her a sweet smile before poking at her little nose. "You are strong and courageous and if the prince says you are mighty enough to protect someone else then you believe his words without a doubt," he told her then turned to the rest to echo the same thing to the doubtful ones and you watched him with a gentle gaze.
He had the sun in his eyes as a dragon, like Jungkook and Hoseok, but as a human, they all shared the night sky and you couldn't help but wonder why it was so fascinating to you.
But you had to shake the thoughts away as the children brought your attention back on them, their eager selves declaring to protect you just as Taehyung had told them to.
It was wonderful, and Taehyung was right when he said that no one was born with hate. At first you had been afraid of visiting the little ones that would soon make fine warriors for the clan some day. You were afraid that they wouldn't accept you just as the older dragons.
But being there and finding yourself surrounded with love and laughter, your heart began to warm up and glow a beautiful sunlight's ray.
It felt nice for once, to not have to worry about judgement and needing to prove yourself to be accepted. Children always brought out the best in others because they were all born with love and only had love to share. They were too innocent to understand the evil part of the world, where hate and beliefs in society separated others and you were so happy for that.
Perhaps it wasn't all so bad, being there in the clan.
The prince's have all seemed to warm up to you, being much kinder than they were previously, and now you had admirers who wished to see you again the next day and other days to come.
"I'm telling you, the goblin is kind and sweet and handsome."
"Goblins can't-"
"You've never seen a goblin so you can't tell me what they should look like," you were quick to cut Jungkook off when he tried to tell you otherwise, a scolding expression on your face while he remained stubborn.
The four of you sat around in a circle where you resided, the three maknae dragon princes awaiting to hear one of your many stories, yet it was cut off too soon by Jungkook.
"You've never seen a goblin so you can't just say that they're nice and good looking," he countered. "No stories have ever said that they were nice and good looking."
"But this is my story, you can't base your facts off myths and fairytales," you pointed out a little more agressively as the argument began to rise and Jimin and Taehyung looked at one another, laughing silently. "What if myths and fairytales went on about dragons being ugly creatures and that they are nothing but mean and vicious?"
Jungkook frowned as he rolled his eyes. "There are already stories that base the facts off those ones."
"Exactly!" You argued. "You see how that's wrong? You can't just discriminate another creature just because you've been hearing the same rude things about them over and over again in stories and folktales. Their feelings could get hurt, you know."
The dragons laughed at how cute you were being. "So that's why your goblin is nice and handsome?" Jimin asked.
"Mmn!" You nodded without hesitation. "So stop interrupting me, Jungkook, because I really like this story. Father told me about it."
He settled down upon hearing the last sentence with a soft gaze. "Your father?"
Your smile grew just thinking back on it. "It was mother's favorite story. But he made the goblin ugly and I didn't like that so I changed that part of the story."
"Alright then," Taehyung leaned back to settle himself with a soft smile, "proceed."
"Right. As I was saying," you cleared your throat to begin the story again, hoping there will be no interrupting this time. "This story is about a handsome goblin, the goblin's bride, and a handsome grim reaper."
"Grim reapers-"
"Jungkook!"
The man could only laugh when you, Jimin, and Taehyung all shouted at him for interrupting you.
He loved it though, that moment right there, upon the lighthearted night that became a supposed sleepover with you returning to your beautiful glow. But he knew that right then and there was a much better time than when you were back in your village.
Your smile was genuine, everything felt genuine, even when you pouted and scolded at him for trying to interrupt. The memories of the cold nights in that dungeon made him shiver a little but he was glad for it, glad to have wondered off and gotten caught. After all, everything happened for a reason.
He met you. You became his light admist the night and set him free.
And even though not everything had been great when you came to his clan and you had to suffer for so long, being there in that moment while he stared at you telling your story with an intense passion, Jungkook wanted to believe that everything previous had all been worth it.
Because Jimin and Taehyung had joined him, wanting to hear your stories as well. And the other hyungs have gotten closer to you as well, smiling rather than giving you the glares like before. The clan had even began to warm up and the whelps loved you.
And you were smiling.
Genuinely.
He wanted to say that it was all worth it. That it was enough to convince you to stay.
He wanted you to stay.
"Tired?"
Seokjin didn't have to ask to understand that you were tired because just watching you from where you sat helping him with his herbal remedies made sense with the way your head kept dropping and eyes kept drooping.
"We ought to keep an eye out for you little ones when you have your game times," he chuckled.
"We weren't playing games," you told him with a big yawn. "They were just listening to me while I told them my stories and we lost track of time because they were that good."
"Really?" He grinned and you hummed with pride. "Then I think the whelps would love that, wouldn't they?"
"Would they?" You asked with interest, head perked up at just the suggestion alone.
"Everyone enjoys stories, Y/N," Seokjin said, "especially the little dragons. You should go to the roosts and surprise them with your presence, Taehyung told us they really love you."
A light hint of blush formed around your cheeks upon hearing Taehyung telling them about you and the little ones. "But..what about you?" You asked.
Seokjin turned around, tilting his head in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"I like helping you out in the medicine nests but if I were to head to the roosts, won't that make you lonely?" You pointed out. "Taehyung has the whelps to keep him company, who will you have if I'm not here?"
It was so cute the way you were thoughtful for even just that and the eldest of the prince found himself smiling softly at your consideration. "No worries," he brushed it off lightly, "it is a much harder task trying to keep young dragons in line. Training them to one day become an apprentice of a warrior is not a task for just anyone and I think you have the gift of taking care of the little ones. We need that in our clan, you know."
He hoped it wasn't too straightforward but just enough to try and subtly tell you that he wanted you to stay with them in the clan. If you ever wanted to leave on your own accord then he hoped it would be because you just didn't feel it was your rightful home rather than because you just didn't feel needed.
And it wasn't just because his little maknae wanted you to stay and he wanted to make him happy, but it was also because Seokjin genuinely wanted you to remain in the clan.
He'd have a talk with Namjoon about it later on.
"You think I'm perfect for the job?" You asked him and he nodded.
"I know it."
"But being a healer isn't just for anyone either, you know," you told him. "Not everyone can listen well and do the tasks you tell them to do. Can't I do both?"
Seokjin chuckled. You were just too kind for your own good. "Maybe we can squeeze both in your schedule."
You sent him a bright smile that almost blinded him. "We sure can! I'll make sure of it. I'll help both you and Taehyung with no problems you won't have to worry about a thing."
Seokjin was ruined.
So, so ruined.
"Should we build bridges?" You looked up at Yoongi with a confused gaze but he went on. "Should I ask Namjoon if we should set up bridges to connect the nests together?"
"Bridges?" You asked.
"You know," he said, "so that it'd be easier for you to walk around rather than taking the long way around, traveling back and forth between the medicine nest and the roosts."
You eyed him carefully for a moment. You hadn't even started the jobs side by side and yet he already knew. "How often do you guys discuss about me?"
More often than we should, Yoongi wanted to say but he knew that wasn't appropriate just yet. Him and the guys have found themselves always talking about you whenever there was an opportunity, whenever discussions about the clans were over and the topic would almost immediately turn to you.
"I'm just saying," he shrugged off the thought, "it'd be a lot faster and efficient."
Yet you shook your head. "Don't bother. Building bridges would mean taking a few warriors out of their tasks and besides, I..."
You trailed off and Yoongi watched you.
"What?" He queried before stating bluntly, "still thinking about leaving?"
You could only shrug at his question before changing the subject. "Anyways, prince Seokjin asked me to collect some herbs for him and since I don't have wings like you guys, I came to you."
"To me?" He raised a brow, slight amusement falling upon his face.
"The patrols have already gone so I couldn't ask them to pick up some herbs or ask for a ride, prince Jimin has to keep watch of the dungeons, prince Taehyung has to watch the little ones, and prince Namjoon and prince Seojin are busy on their own."
"So you just assumed I wasn't busy myself?"
"No, I-" you stuttered to defend yourself, "I didn't mean that. I just didn't know who else to turn to. I'm not really used to the other dragons but if you're busy then-"
"I'm kidding, Y/N," he cut you off with a light chuckle, amused by your presence alone. "I'm free for an hour, no worries," he said as he stood up from where he was lying, stretching his limbs with a big yawn before jumping off to transform into the dragon he was. "Climb on," he beckoned and you smiled, jumping onto his back without hesitation unlike the first few times you've climbed onto a dragon's back, and the two of you rode the wind.
The sky felt safer that time around with no worries about another clan trying to invade your space because they had already been dealt with.
It always felt nice riding the back of a dragon that made you feel safe, as if you owned all of the lands and skies. You would have never imagined yourself feeling so free at that moment right there. Things were beginning to look up, the happiness and freedom blooming in your chest, warming your heart.
Yoongi had once been so cruel and coldhearted. They all were. But eventually they found themselves on the wrong side and decided to change their ways.
There was no need for apologies. Words were only empty thoughts unless actions were done about it. And they showed you through their acceptance and smiles that they were sorry for what they've said and done and that was all you needed.
But a part of you was still unsure about where you belonged.
Did you belonged with the dragons? Or was your fate to roam around the Earth, traveling on your own and seeking new discoveries and wonders?
You didn't know yet but sitting there on the back on Yoongi, you know you wouldn't mind it if your fate belonged with the dragons. After all, it wasn't just the princes that had begun to accept you, but the clan itself was beginning to warm up to you.
Seeing you with their young ones, the whelps who were all fond of you and took great pride in their vow of protecting you, or the way you'd go out of your way helping Seokjin out with his medicinal remedies as the prince had once been left alone to deal with the task, you thought of it as them beginning to see your true heart.
And you hoped you weren't wrong.
"Go on, I'll wait for you here."
With a basket in hand, you took off on your own while the dragon prince settled himself on the grounds of the forest, resting in his dragon form and closing his eyes.
You chuckled at Yoongi's typical drowsy self before going on to search for the herbs Seokjin had asked you to.
It took about a good twenty minutes to fill up your basket halfway yet just as you were about to search for some more feverfew, the voices of humans was what caused you to freeze up. It wasn't the fact that they were human, why would you be afraid of that when you were a human yourself? And you knew Yoongi could take care of himself if they were to ever catch him.
No.
It was so much more than that.
Because those voices? Especially the one that was loud and clear and held a sickening humor that brought chills down your spine, memories of the night you saved Jungkook and tried to run away with him came spiraling back almost instantly.
The angry voices of the villagers echoed in your ears, the arrow that had pierced against your chest, the scar still there and would never go away.
It was as if fate was playing with you, the same once fading memories returning to your side clear as a crystal just as you had taken a step forward into the world. Only for it to force you back to where you had once came from.
He took a step forward and you trembled in fear as you took two steps back, realizing who it was.
A/N: This is my story I am just reposting because my old links weren’t working! Hi my loves I was so shocked on the love that I recived on chapter 1 I hope you enjoy chapter 2 just as much! Also I don’t think that you can get backstage passes but I have never been to a concert so I wouldn’t know!
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Wasted away
Your life had wasted away since that day all you could do is think about your tattoo, all you wanted is to find out what it meant.
You looked it up on Google and of course there weren’t any cases of tattoos suddenly appearing on people, you went to library’s and of course they had nothing on the matter. Except one book you didn’t think that it would help you in anyway but you still bought it because it peaked your interest.
Soulmates
The book was about soulmates and how it originated and what they meant but tattos that was never heard nor was it in the book you couldn’t find one thing on the matter you felt stupid, hopeless, and alone. So you went about your life plunging yourself deeper into finding an answer and you didn’t even come close until…
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4 years later
A faint knock on your door woke you up out of your daydream you gave a light “who is it” to be met with the voice of your best friend you picked yourself up and went to get the door.
“Y/N how have you been” she said with slight concern in her voice it seemed like she was only ever concerned about you these days “I’m fine, are you going somewhere important” you asked as you noted how she was dressed, it was nothing too fancy but you could tell she put a lot of time and effort into it.
“That is actually why I am here, and before you give me a no can you please hear me out” she asked you, you gave a nod and went to go sit down on your sofa.
She took a deep breath before she said “Since your eighteenth birthday you haven’t been yourself I hardly see you anymore and when I do see you it looks as if you haven’t slept in day’s now I am not here to judge you but would you please do me a favor and come with me” you gave her a pointed look you didn’t expect her to understand in fact you never even told her, you were too scared of what she might say “Fine where are you going” you asked annoyed
“We are going to a BTS concert”
What had you gotten yourself into you thought as you stood in line at the venue where the concert was being held you could hear the screams of their fans and you weren’t even inside.
Your best friend tugged at your arm as she led you guys towards your sits, you noticed it was fairly close to the stage “How much money did you pay for these tickets” you asked as you gave a her a skeptical look “Doesn’t matter all that matters is there music and them” you snickered and shook your head.
What had you gotten yourself into.
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The wild screams of the crowd made you look on stage, you hadn’t really been into the concert you were too focused on the slight ache of your tattoo for whatever reason your tattoo would ache at random you were trying to figure out why and what it could mean, you weren’t into your thoughts for long before you heard them start speaking again
“2,3 Bang-tan hello we are BTS” they all said it was then followed by the boys introducing themselves one by one and the crowd screaming each time at this point you were starting to get a headache and you felt dizzy “Y/N you good” you looked at your best friend “yeah I’m fine” she gave you a smile before she turned her attention back on the boys, you didn’t want to ruin her night so you bared with it until the end of the concert
“Y/N I forget to tell you this but I got us backstage passes” your jaw dropped as you gave her wide eyes “seriously how much money did you spend” she chuckled as she grabbed your hand and lead you to were you were supposed to go.
This was going to be a long night.
It was, it seemed that your best friend wasn’t the only one who had gone bankrupt to get these passes and it was all for a picture with them like what the heck “Next please” your friend started to tugged on your arm with excitement you were next,
Your focus was soon taken off of them and your friend as your tattoo started to ache again, what was up with this thing today you didn’t get to dwell on it too long before you and your friend were called up “Next please” you both slowly made your way towards the boys they bowed in respect to you guys and you followed your friend not really understanding what you were supposed to do.
All was fine until you got in between two of the members and the room started to spin followed by a death curdling scream that you didn’t realize was yours until the excruciating pain from your tattoo flooded your body and the last thing you saw before blackness crowed your vison was the fear in your best friend’s eyes and the realization in BTS as if they had figured out the last piece of the puzzle..
— summary: the final series but with a promising tomorrow that your love will last until eternity
— pairing: bts x reader
— genre: fluff, slight angst, poly!au, ceo!au
— word count: 14.0k
— warnings: a scene with a car accident, besides that, just fluff fluff and more fluff
╰ part 1: buttercream / part 2: buttercup / part 3: buttermilk / part 4: butterscotch / part 5: butterfly
Soft music played from the kitchen and curiously, still half asleep with a bed head, Hoseok popped his head in to see what was going on.
It was a sight he never knew would ever make him fall more in love with you; making pancakes with hair tied into a pretty messy bun in your pretty white nightgown Yoongi once gifted you. It hugged your frame perfectly, silk, short, small straps, lying just against your thighs. Your head shook from side to side lightly to the beat of the music, soft hums escaping from you.
He never knew he'd ever witness you being awake before any of the guys. It happened once in a while, rarely, but only when you've had a good night's rest. Yet he knew you hadn't gotten your full hours of sleep but there you were, a soft expression resting on your face as you continued making breakfast without noticing him leaning beside the doorway leading into the kitchen.
Hoseok could still remember every moment of the night before filled with soft giggles, soft whines, soft embraces, and soft kisses. You fell asleep peacefully in his arms, snuggling up close to him and he swore he caught you purring. Luckily Taehyung got all of it on camera for the memories they'd never want to forget.
He was left waking up beside Yoongi and Seokjin, you nowhere to be seen on the bed. He called your name a few times and when there were no responses except the whines from Yoongi wanting more sleep, he stood up, put on a white t-shirt, before going on for his short expedition to find you. It was the first morning of the honeymoon, surely you'd want to sleep in some more, right? Weren't you exhausted from the night before?
As if on cue, a cute kitten's yawn escaped out of you and Hoseok silently cooed.
"The things I do for them," you giggled to yourself afterwards and finally Hoseok decided to make his appearance clear to you.
He stalked up behind you, letting his arms pull you into a sweet back hug (and you gave out a cute squeak) where he propped his chin upon your shoulder, nuzzling his head against your neck.
He breathed in. "Smells sweet."
You grinned excitedly. "I know right? The pancakes are going to taste so delicious and-"
"I wasn't talking about the pancakes, although they smell sweet too, but nothing can smell sweeter than you, my lovely wife."
Your heart soared and a short moment of silence passed, confusing Hoseok because he knew by then you should have stuttered your way out of trying to cope with his sweet talks like you always did. But when Hoseok looked up, he found a beaming sun glowing right in front of his eyes instead.
"You look like you're about to explode," Hoseok chuckled lightly as he pinched a cheek of yours, still unsure of the reasoning behind your smile.
"Doesn't it sound nice?" You asked him, turning your body fully to face him. "Hm? My handsome hubby?"
Hubby.
A curse left his lips almost breathlessly. "We really did that, huh?"
You squealed and he couldn't help but laugh aloud at how cute you were. "It's been what? Four? Five months? Since you've all proposed to me on Christmas."
"It really has, hasn't it?" Hoseok chuckled as he let his arms wrap around you to pull you in close, his body naturally allowing the both of you to sway to the soft sound of music that was still playing.
He could still remember the process that led up to the proposal.
࿐ ᶠ ˡ ᵃ ˢ ʰ ᵇ ᵃ ᶜ ᵏ
"Let's get married," Jimin said and they all looked up from the papers that laid in front of them on the long desk of the meeting room. Hoseok blinked and for a moment and Taehyung was about to give a silly remark but they could all see the serious gaze Jimin held, something he didn't often have when talking about other things besides being in his business mode. Only when he was truly serious about a certain topic.
"Married?" Namjoon repeated.
"We promised each other," the younger male reminded them all, "since we were kids, we promised each other that if we didn't find someone else to love, we'd end up marrying each other. Who would have thought the seven of us would actually end up together?"
It was a silly little promise they made during one of the very few sleepovers they had in the earlier years. They were playing truth or dare, something Jungkook had proposed he wanted to do, and with Yoongi asking them all whether they had anyone they loved and them responding with no's, Jimin pulled up a ridiculous dare for them to bet on, a promise of them marrying each other in the end if nothing worked out with their partners in the future.
Seokjin laughed but agreed and Hoseok placed his hand in just for the fun of it. Jungkook and Taehyung saw it as a competition so of course they weren't going to miss out, and the last two just shrugged it off as something that'll probably never happen but placed their hands in anyways.
Jimin was right, no one had saw the big relationship coming, not especially for Jungkook to confess one night when he was crying after Namjoon said he was about to leave to study in the states. A cute heartfelt confession with lots of tears and flushed cheeks, his bunny eyes looking at Namjoon with hands that held onto the man tightly, begging him to not leave because he had been his first crush.
Namjoon, one who cried only rarely, had a few tears slipping from his eyes and pulled the maknae into his arms, telling him that he felt the same.
Their relationship didn't last long, not before Jimin joined and then the rest of them came along on the ride, a relationship meant to last until the longest time because they knew and loved each other for the longest. It was the only spark they've actually felt, contrary to previous relationships with the ones before them, the first time something actually felt right.
Jimin reminded them almost every moment he could remember about the promises they made to each other that one beautiful night. It was something he had never forgotten because he was so in love and happy. He never missed a time to remind them, not until a few years prior to where they were now.
"And...Y/N?" Hoseok queried.
As if on cue, the door to the meeting room opened slightly with a light knock and in you came with a pretty floral blouse and white pencil skirt, beautiful as always.
"Just a reminder, Mr. Park, you have a meeting with the Yoon Corporation's executive leaders in half an hour and I have the meeting agenda here if..you'd..." You trailed off the second your eyes looked up and scanned the room, noticing every one of them looking at you with a serious gaze and Hoseok could see you visibly tense up.
Poor Y/N who knew nothing of what they were thinking about. But then again, it was good that you didn't.
"What...what's wrong?" You stuttered, voice small with the loss of confidence.
You always hated when they made you feel little in that sense.
"Nothing, baby," Jimin was first to say with a small smile. "I'll see you in a few minutes, okay?"
Your smile was a little lopsided but nonetheless nodded as you bid your goodbyes and left without another word. They wanted to say something more, Hoseok knew, to soothe your little worries but he also knew that the sudden proposition was placing them in a sudden overwhelming situation. A good overwhelming situation.
"She deserves a proposal," Yoongi said with his eyes still remaining on the door where you left just minutes ago.
"So..." Jimin trailed off, smiling, "we agree?"
"I agree," Hoseok mirrored the same excitement and the rest were quick to follow.
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"Hoseok, you distracted me!" You chided at the man, quick to leave his arms as you picked up the spacula again with a distressed groan the moment you flipped over a pancake only to find it clearly burnt. "Look at what you've done."
"Me?" Hoseok laughed in disbelief while you dumped the burnt pancake into the garbage can. "It's my fault you forgot you were cooking?"
"Yes!" You reiterated as you poured another batch of pancake mix into the pan. "I'm trying to make as plenty of pancakes as I can before the rest of you wake up because today's a special day and I don't wanna ruin any part of our honeymoon, especially on our first day."
Hoseok cooed. "Aww, you pretty little thing. So you decided to wake up bright and early just to make us breakfast?"
"Why else?" You mumbled through a cute pout. "You know I cherish my sleep but you also have to know that I love you all more than anything."
You were so, so precious.
"I love you more," Hoseok challenged and you were quick to hold the spatula right up at him with a playful glare while he flinched back just as playful, both hands in the air.
"You can't love me more than I love you."
"Watch me," he dared and almost instantly, you were swept off on your feet and a squeal quickly left your lips as you laughed along while Hoseok spun you about.
"Hoseok, you—oomph.!" He held you steady in his strong arms, leaning up to kiss you right then and there while you tried your best not to let the spatula slip away from your fingers. The kiss was searing and hot like the passionate man he was but to have it so early in the morning while you were trying to cook, you lightly tapped him with your wrist, trying to get him to relent because you still had to cook before the others woke up.
"What's the matter?" The man let you go with a swipe of his tongue on his upper lip, smirking. "Too intense for you? Can't take anymore after last night?"
You frowned at him to show your displeasure but it only turned out into a pout with a beautiful blush Hoseok could recognize almost instantly. "I'm trying to be romantic here and you're ruining my moment." He laughed aloud, only to inject a whine out of you. "Why can't you just let me spoil you guys for one morning? It isn't even for a day because I know you'd never let me go that far but I've been spoiled enough from the moment we started dating and it's making me upset."
"Baby Y/N-ie's upset?" He feigned a cute teasing pout. "Haven't we told you plenty of times already? As long as you're with us — which will be for the rest of your life because we've already declared our vows, by the way — you're going to be spoiled until death takes us apart." With the pout still resting on your face, Hoseok couldn't resist and let out a sigh as he placed you back onto the floor. "Fine, just this one time."
You jumped with joy the instant that came out of his lips. "I love you, thank you! But..!" You gave him a pointed look with a finger hovered just below his nose. "I still hate you because you ruined my surprise for yourself."
"Hate me?" A dramatic gasp left him. "You can never, baby."
You giggled. "Fine, you're right. But I'm still upset with you."
"Hey listen, I think you're going to be even more upset and this time it really isn't my fault just because I'm too charming for you to resist but," he placed a quick peck on your lips before moving on to stroll out of the kitchen, "your pancake's burning."
You gasped immediately. "Hoseok!"
The only thing you could hear was his laugh fading away.
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"What are you wearing?"
"A..swimsuit?"
"No," Seokjin decided as he grabbed your wrist to drag you right back into the vacation home.
"What? But Seokjin—"
"If you think me and the guys are going to let you walk around out there in that swimming suit of yours, think again darling."
Your lips pouted as he opened the door to the bedroom before letting your hand go. "Do I look that bad?" You asked him as you stood in front of the closed door while looking down at yourself, suddenly feeling self conscious.
He could immediately tell what that voice indicated and the man was quick to hold your shoulders together, walking you over towards the bed to have you sitting on the edge. He gave you a pointed look while you sat there refusing to meet his gaze with a sad frown. "The exact opposite of that is the reason why I will not allow you to step a foot outside." Seokjin's voice was deep, maybe deeper than the sea, and to hear him say such possessive words made you feel some type of way.
"Do you not understand? Hm?" He prompted with a raised brow before letting his eyes fall. A hand rested right on your stomach and chills were quick to fall. "I don't want anyone else seeing this pretty tummy." It rose, hovering up and along your breast before brushing lightly on your collarbones. "Your pretty chest, your pretty collarbones." He held your chin, rose it for you to meet his sharp gaze.
"The pretty face that accompanies this pretty body. And above all, I don't want them approaching you and finding out not only is your body pretty but your heart is too. Guys can be animals, some do not respect women, and many will go after the pretty vulnerable ones who hates violence, ones who can't stand up for themselves not because they're weak but because they're too kind to say no."
"I-I can say no," you tried to reject.
But his brow raised. "You've learned to say no to us, darling, you haven't learned to say no to your friends nor strangers," he reminded you.
You let out a little huff as you pushed him back just slightly so that you could breathe again. "I'm a married woman, no one will come up to me."
"Married or not, pretty is pretty and no man will want an opportunity to miss that."
You groaned. "I'm not you, okay? I don't attract attention that easily and have everyone looking my way just by walking around. I won't get—"
Suddenly you were pushed down against the mattress with full force and Seokjin hovering above you, his body supported by the two arms that stood trapping you from both sides. "Why can't you see that you're the most beautiful woman in the world?" He asked, so frustrated it almost came out into a whine. "Do you know how many guys we have to glare down whenever we're walking beside you? You're so freaking oblivious because you're always in your own little world and—"
"Exactly."
"What?"
You rolled your eyes before sighing as you looked back up at him with a serious gaze. "I'm in love, Jin, I don't care about anyone else watching me from a distance. I'm so oblivious because the only ones I see are you and the other six, who cares about those other men? They can flirt all they want, you know I won't react to them like I'd react to you. Sometimes it gets scary and I'll always want one of you by my side but you don't have to be so jealous, my love, I chose you and I love you, not them. I'm yours, I belong to you and you're mine. We're married and there's no way anyone can ever break us apart now."
Sometimes he wondered how you got the courage to say such endearing words he loved so much. When you first began dating, feelings were a little more held back on your side because you didn't know how to show your love. Your first relationship didn't teach you anything and your previous one left a scar that had you overthinking everything because you were afraid they'd leave you if you ever did something they didn't like.
But truth was, there was nothing you could have done to make them leave you. You were naturally a kindhearted woman, they knew even before the dating phase, and you've always put forth your best efforts to work hard each and everyday, even on days when you were sick but refused to stay in bed.
You'd worry about the slightest things they'd pay no mind to, your insecurities being a big role that kept you back from saying the things you wanted.
And what he hated the most was when hoarding your feelings became too overwhelming and tears would fall from your eyes. Like the first time they saw you cry when someone touched you but you had been too afraid to speak up, or the second time when you went to Namjoon about the jealousies that ran around the whole building.
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Seokjin fired his secretary but did it in an orderly manner even though he did wanted to act like Jimin for once and just fired people right on the spot without giving them a pep talk. Jimin was definitely not happy about the situation, none of them were, but the man was more willing to fire anyone that had so much as glared your way. Namjoon had to calm him into going about things in a rational way.
They watched you closer ever since you spoke up, kept an eye on you at all times in case someone were to mess with you. And if they were too busy to watch over you, they'd have someone else doing the job and reporting to them whether someone had said anything to you or about you.
Things were looking much brighter, you looked happier, and the company was back to being a hardworking environment without the envious situation thrown into the mix.
But there was still one little problem.
You stood next to Seokjin wearing pretty black trousers with a pretty white blouse while your hair was up in a pretty ponytail. Jimin had asked you to be Seokjin's acting secretary for the night since the older man needed one and he had already fired his a few days prior. He didn't thought much of it when some lady approached him to spark up a conversation, only noticing a few minutes later with the way you stood there, hands fidgeting with the sleeves of your blouse and fixing your hair every three seconds.
You didn't feel comfortable but didn't leave his side because you took orders seriously since Seokjin himself asked you not to stray from him.
He held on a small tight smile, not liking the way the lady had begun to stray away from business talks and opted with a less formal conversation. But he couldn't just stop the conversation mid-sentence, it would be rude. Yet the second she tilted her head back from a soft laughter and lightly hit him on the shoulder, his small smile began to fade.
Sure she wasn't that bad looking but she wasn't you. Not as gorgeous as you who didn't need to wear a dress to impress because you were already pretty without it. Not as sweet, not as kind. He didn't like her laugh. It wasn't bad, it just wasn't like yours, not like the way your sweet laughter would immediately light up his heart.
But then again, it was probably because he was in love with you and not her.
"Care to go out for a cup of coffee some day?" She asked him.
Years before, even before he understood what love was, he would admire the bold ones that approached him and got straight to the point. He wasn't too keen on being the one who chased after someone, he liked being chased instead.
The guys wasn't much of a task to chase after, he had not much of a need to chase after them at all. It was more of a childhood to lovers story. After Jungkook confessed to Namjoon, it was then that got him to realize being chased after the ones he didn't care too much about wasn't his style. It began to annoy him a little. But Seokjin was still a stubborn man who refused to chase after any of the guys, instead playing the hard to get card while they all trailed after him, rolling their eyes because he liked playing with them.
It was until you showed up did he realized what chasing meant.
You were so shy, a cute worker, quiet and soft, got scared easily but could never get mad at anything or anyone. You'd stutter your words whenever you'd talk to any of the higher ups (aka them), and he found himself curious as to what kind of person you were and what went on in that little head of yours.
It was a bit of a surprise when Yoongi deemed he fell in love at first sight all of a sudden but it did sparked more curiosity in the man.
Seokjin liked talking to you whenever he got the chance. He loved the way your cheeks were so easy to turn into rose pink, loved your soft voice, and got a little frustrated you weren't part of the group of ladies that showed love and admiration for him.
But your focus and hard work was something that made him fall more for you, made him realize he was the one chasing this time rather than being the one to be chased after.
And he liked it.
"Actually.." Seokjin took ahold of your fidgeting hand without any hesitation and while you began to panic, worried for the onlookers and the lady in front of you, he held your clasped hands up in full view, surprising both you and everyone else that looked your way. "I will be occupied until the day she decides to leave me." He paused, turning to look at you with a confident grin while you stood there, eyes silently asking him what he was doing but Seokjin paid no mind. "Which I hope will never happen, my love."
My love.
Seokjin wasn't one to declare his feelings out into the public, he liked to keep things private and hidden behind closed doors. But with the way you kept looking down on yourself and the previous events beforehand, he knew validating your feelings was so much more important.
"Shall we go?"
It wasn't a question, it was a declaration. And before you could protest or say anything, the man whisked you away.
"Seokjin?" You called upon his name the moment the two of you were alone and he turned around, prompting you to go on. You let go of his hand to hug yourself before speaking again and he frowned at the way your eyes refused to look at him. "H-How'd you know?" You asked him in a small voice.
With a small sigh that left his lips, Seokjin took a step forward to wrap his arms around your smaller figure, letting his chin rest atop your head. "It's kind of my job as a boyfriend to understand the feelings of my girlfriend, don't you think?" You kept quiet. "No matter how many ladies approach me, approaches any of us, just remember that we are yours and yours alone. There's no need to worry, baby, I'm not going anywhere anytime soon...ever."
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"Why are you like this?"
You cocked your head just slightly, brows a little creased in confusion and he groaned again because you looked so adorable. "What do you mean?"
"I'm supposed to be mad at you, Y/N, you can't just be perfect all the time and think you can get away just by saying sweet words to me because guess what? I fall for it every time!"
"But I mean it!"
"Exactly!"
Dramatically, he clutched his chest and fell beside you, letting you have your moment of disbelief laughter because of the sudden change of heart.
Smiling, you leaned up against him to snuggle close. "I like this."
"What?"
"Being in love," you sighed.
"Yeah," he chuckled, agreeing before the sudden ding from both your phones alerted the two of you that the other six were waiting outside on the beach.
"I almost forgot we were going to see the dolphins today." You gasped, letting out an excited squeal as you hopped off the bed but not before Seokjin grabbed your wrist so that you couldn't leave the bedroom.
"Just because I'm no longer upset does not mean I'm letting you go out like that."
"But Jin, they—"
"I'll tell them you're being a brat and us being late won't be the only reason they'll be upset."
You huffed. "Fine."
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No matter how long time had passed since you've joined their relationship, Taehyung could never not fall in love with you more and more as each day passed.
You laid in bed, the last one left to wake up as always when it came to mornings, hair sprawled almost all over, your right hand laid on your chest while your left laid on your side. That morning, however, was a little more special.
After all, the day before they had just discussed wanting to get married and propose to you.
Taehyung took your left hand into his, playing with it for a moment as he examined each finger with gentle touches, kissing each fingertip before holding your hand out palm to palm and giggling at how much smaller your hand was compared to his. He had the largest ones after all, while yours came in last, smaller than Jimin's cute fingers.
You groaned softly in your sleep, squeezing his hand just slightly and he smiled, pressing a soft kiss against your lips. "Shh, it's okay. Sleep some more, baby, you don't have to wake up just yet," he said in soft whispers and as if hearing what he had just said, you turned your body just slightly to relax in your sleep again.
He chuckled at the sight before leaving one last kiss on your head and walking out the bedroom shirtless and feeling happy for what he had just done.
"I got it!" He announced to the group as he walked into the kitchen and was greeted by the smell of coffee and eggs.
They looked up at his arrival, chuckling when they saw Taehyung holding out a string that was curled into a circle. A string that he had apparently wrapped around your ring finger just minutes before to get your ring size.
"That'll work," Yoongi shrugged as he took a sip of his coffee.
"It'll have to work," Taehyung said, plopping himself on a chair next to Jimin, "I can't just ask Y/N what her ring size is without being discreet, it'll ruin everything."
Jimin chuckled while ruffling his soulmate's head. "Good job. We knew you'd come up with something creative."
"She's still asleep?" Seokjin asked and Taehyung nodded. He looked up at the clock that indicating the time being eight in the morning. "Someone should wake her up soon, breakfast is almost ready," he said, the scrambled eggs in the pan almost done and ready to serve.
As if on cue, small little stomps made their way down to the kitchen and in you came still in your pajamas, hair cutely ruffled while a hand rubbed at your sleepy eyes and they almost melted in sight.
"You can't do that." Your voice came out whiny and croaky and oh so adorable, a cute pout adoring your face. "You know I don't like waking up alone in bed," you reminded them, a little grumpy and still clearly tired.
Gosh you were so adorable.
Jungkook chuckled lightly as he walked up to you to pull you in more towards the kitchen, a hand ruffling your head and making it more messy. "Sorry baby, you woke up a little sooner than expected."
"One moment Taehyung was whispering something and then the next no one was there."
"I know, I know," the maknae cooed as he held you in his arms, swaying your bodies from side to side and placing little peppering kisses all over your face. "We're sorry, okay? It won't happen again."
You were so spoiled but they wouldn't have it any other way.
You giggled at the feeling of his lips and tried to push him away but along with how sleepy you still were and the fact that Jungkook would always be much stronger than you, you couldn't escape the tickling sensation.
"You're so sappy," you whined cutely, wiggling in his arms.
"You love it," Jungkook said as he let you go running over to where Namjoon stood, almost stumbling into him because you were still half asleep.
"Oof, I'm sorry Joonie," you quickly said while wrapping your arms around him and looking up at him with adorable eyes.
The man chuckled as he leaned in to greet you with a morning kiss. "It's okay baby."
"Baby," you repeated the word, sighing as if awestruck with a brilliant smile lifted upon your face. "I love you," you told him like a small child and he allowed you to snuggle up against him.
"My baby koala," Namjoon cooed.
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Even if he was on his honeymoon, Namjoon could never truly stay away from work. Not only because he was the big boss but also because he was a workaholic who often found himself handling the portion of the burdens that needed at least one of them to stay connected to their business. And he wasn't going to let anyone else do the work though you guys did chime in from time to time whenever possible.
Namjoon liked working independently.
But sometimes it could get a little tiring and for that, he always found you tumbling towards his way wherever he was at the right times.
Your tinier self would walk into his study room at the vacation home, sometimes half asleep or just plain tired, sometimes fully awake and ready to help, asking him whether he needed a helping hand or not. And whether Namjoon would say yes or no, you'd remain by his side either way.
He found both your tired and fully awake side adoring, liking the small surprises you'd greet him with each day.
When you were awake and ready to help at any time, he knew that would be the right time to let you help him out even with the smallest things. You liked helping him after all, always finding something to do because he knew you wouldn't leave unless you did something to help ease his burdens.
And on times when you were tired from whatever you had been doing, he'd allow you to just crawl into his lap, legs rested at both side of his body, head leaning to rest against his chest as he worked independently, happy for your comforting presence.
"Y/N."
"Mhm?" You answered him, voice a tired hum.
"Were you with the maknaes?"
You nodded at his question, groaning slightly as you leaned up to rest your cheek against his shoulder, having it squished right there. "Jungkookie and Jiminie tried to push me into the pool while I was all clothed and I asked Tae to help but he was just laughing so now I'm a little upset at them," you informed him while huffing.
Namjoon chuckled. "They like to play around."
"I was trying to read," you complained in a whiny tone. "And it was coming to the exciting part too!"
"You can go get your book and read it here if you'd like."
"No it's okay," you said, snuggling in closer and placing a few little pecks against his neck. "I like it here, don't wanna move."
"Okay," he smiled, fingers still typing away, multitasking as he both spoke to you and did his work. "Stay here for as long as you'd like, baby."
You giggled, nodding.
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You were drunk on sleep again and it's become a similar pattern that whenever you were like that, the one thing they often found you talking is about how you loved their eyes, eyes that (in your words) glowed of a thousand starlights.
"The stars are pretty."
"The stars aren't even up, Y/N," Hoseok laughed. "It's barely dusk."
"I'm talking about your eyes!" You frowned, pouting for a moment before smiling all over again. "I'm so lucky you know," you said, head on the desk in front of you, looking at them with a smile so whipped. It was a late afternoon where they had all gathered, the meeting long over and you couldn't keep yourself awake for longer. After all, you had been up all night the night before with no rest in between and they felt bad. But watching you like that was cute. You were always cute.
"Stars are pretty, I've always liked stars ever since I was little," you told them and hearing that, they listened in closer, grinning at the mention of your childhood self that must've been even cuter than you were now. "But mom couldn't bring me to the, um...what's that place called?" Your brows furrowed, losing your words and they giggled. "The aquarium? No, that's where the fishes are, what are you talking about, Y/N?" You grunted, the word not coming to you. "You know, there's a place where you can see the stars outside of Earth but it's indoors. Ugh, why can't I remember?"
"A planetarium?" Taehyung guessed and you exclaimed.
"Yes, that's it!" You were too endearing like that. "So mom couldn't bring to me the planetarium so I asked her to bring me stargazing instead but she was always so busy with work she never had time for me. Which was why I snuck out of the house one day."
Yoongi raised a brow. "A good girl like you actually snuck out?"
Just to see the stars.
What a cute little girl.
"It was fun!" You remembered. "But it was also scary because I was alone so I didn't really have time to look at the stars for long. Mom never found out though," you giggled proudly.
"Still wish to see them?" Seokjin asked you.
"It's okay, I already see them everyday," you told him. "The stars are all in your eyes and it's so much more pretty like this," you giggled again and their hearts swayed.
How lucky they were to receive a love so pure.
Still, it would have been nice to let you see the real stars that laid up in the sky, brightening up the night with its lovely glow.
And then, they thought of it. That empty room towards the attic, glass walls and ceilings that allowed you to see whatever was outside, lying right under the stars with nothing to block its view.
It was the perfect place and you deserved something perfect.
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"Y/N, are you still here?"
"Mhm," you hummed at Jungkook's call while his eyes were still glued on the large screen in front of him, sat on a gaming chair with a console in his hold, headphones on and a curse muttered under his breath for a quick second.
"For what, baby? Why aren't you sleeping yet?" He asked you, continuing on to game. You couldn't really blame him. After all, if it wasn't for the honeymoon, Jungkook wouldn't have much time to game just as he'd like it.
"Because you aren't sleeping," you pointed out.
"Aww," he cooed, a smirk curled at the corner of his lips, "does baby not want to leave me alone?"
You nodded but then remembered he couldn't see you and answered with a yawn. "Yeah."
"I'll be done in a few, okay?" He promised and you nodded again, letting him be.
But the game lagged on and you were growing more and more tired.
"Guk," you called his name after fifteen more minutes had pass, tugging at his sleeve. "It's getting late."
"Just one more round, baby."
You groaned and shamelessly slid your body under his arms to plop yourself right on top of him (to which he easily allowed you) while resting your head on his shoulder. "Come on," you whined.
"Okay, okay," he said, letting the headphone fall off on one ear with a light chuckle. "Just let me die first." He let himself end the game faster than what he wanted at first but with you there, straddling him and being a whiny tired baby, Jungkook's love and focus was shifted.
"Done?" You asked after he took off his headphone and placed his console down.
"Yeah baby," he chuckled again, allowing you to lean back just enough to meet his eyes with a tired smile. "You're cute, you know that?" He said, pressing two kisses on your lips. "Come on, the hyungs are probably wondering where we are."
With not much effort, Jungkook picked you up easily to lead you back to the bedroom where the rest of your husbands were.
"There you are, I was just about to come get you," Namjoon greeted the second the two of you arrived to the room.
"Sorry, she was waiting up for me," Jungkook said sheepishly as he greeted him back with a kiss. The others were already asleep with Namjoon kept up catching up with some work so he was the only one left to wait up for you and Jungkook.
"Babygirl's tired," he noted. "But we'll have to wake up early to catch our flight."
You whined at that. "Don't wanna leave."
"I know, baby, I know."
If only the honeymoon could last a little longer but as long as they had each other, there was nothing more Namjoon could ever ask for.
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Light pink suit on with a white shirt tucked under and white pumps and your hair up in a ponytail, Jimin studied you carefully as you went over the meeting schedule for the busy day again. Your brows were slightly creased with a firm serious expression resting on your face, a few small baby hairs sticky out just slightly from having to run around that morning, and although he wanted to smile and praise you for how quickly you were to get right back on track despite whining for some extra sleep when you had to wake up, he held his blank demeanor as he stood there, waiting for you to finish.
Luckily for Jimin he could multitask. Luckily he could both focus on your words and study you in however way he wanted.
Because although his eyes stayed on your face looking as if there was nothing else but work occupying his thoughts, his head also swarmed with thoughts of you and how he wished the vacation hadn't ended so soon.
"Have you compiled the reports that I've asked of you?"
"I will have them ready the minute I return to my desk, sir."
"Good." He nodded, satisfied. "And the phone calls?"
"Already done, sir."
"There's an event coming up in a a few days."
"I got their phone call this morning and ran over there. Everything is organized and just needs a few more last minutes touches before the final day but besides that, there isn't any problems that needs to be dealt with."
"The meeting."
"I have the meeting agenda here if you'd like to look over them," you said, handing him your neatly organized notebook to which he quickly took to look over.
"And my coffee?"
"Ah."
Jimin looked up, raising a brow. Perfect as you were with everything, sometimes you did forget to do a thing or too. You were human after all, maybe a little better than most, but still human.
"Forgive me, I'll get right to it, sir."
"Go on." You hesitated and before he could ask what was wrong, you went on to walk up to him to the tie that wrapped against his collar, your soft perfume hitting his nose.
"It was a little crooked," you told him and the corner of Jimin's lips curled up just slightly enough to be playful as he leaned in for a quick steal of your lips.
"Thank you, honey." You giggled, losing the professionalism for a moment and he smiled at the sight. "Have you checked your messages?"
"No, I haven't. Why?"
"Jin hyung texted, demanding for some attention," he informed as he held out your phone that he stole an hour prior.
Seeing the screen lit up with text messages from the eldest, you chuckled in response. "I guess he'll be whiny if I don't give him what he wants, huh?"
"Can't blame him," he shrugged. "You're around me almost every part of the day while the rest of them sometimes only gets to see you before and after work." Your phone went off again, silently vibrating against his palm for just a moment. "It's Yoongi."
"We've got a meeting in half an hour, can I quickly check in on them afterwards?" You asked and Jimin nodded with no protests, giving you a soft kiss on your lips.
"Don't let them distract you though."
"Of course not," you giggled.
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"Did you know that when a male penguin falls in love with a female penguin, he searches the entire beach just to find the perfect pebble to present to her?"
"Oh my gosh," you gasped, almost squealing at how cute it was as you began to imagine a scenario of cute penguins in love with each other. "How adorable!"
"Isn't it?" Taehyung bubbled from the other line of your phone call just as you had taken a right turn as you drove.
"Why do you know this?" You wondered with a soft laugh.
"I think back in primary school," he said.
"And it hadn't slipped your mind."
"Mmn." He laughed. "I remember it then, I used to have a crush on the teacher that told me this fact and I thought, you know, that she was hinting on the fact that I should go and find the perfect pebble for her because she liked me back. But turns out poor little Tae Tae was just dreaming in a delusional reality because she already had a boyfriend."
"Oof," you giggled, "how did poor little Tae Tae react?"
"He went to little Jimin and they cried together because little Jimin always hated seeing his soulmate cry."
"You guys are so cute!"
"You're not jealous?"
You chuckled. "Why would I be?"
"Because!" Taehyung exaggerated almost as if offended you weren't jealous of his story. "I learned that fact from another woman and I'll probably never forget her because it was that memorable."
"Tae, we're married. I'm your first and hopefully last wife so how are you ever going to forget me?"
"Oh crap, you're right." You laughed. "Wait, what do you mean hopefully you'll be my last wife as well? Are you doubting my love for you?"
His comments were amusing and you shook your head, smiling at how cute your husband was. "Hmm..I wonder," you teased.
"I'm telling you!" he declared, "No matter what happens, we're never letting you go so you better be prepared for what we have to offer."
"I was prepared the day I accepted your proposals," you told him and a look to your ring finger was enough to send butterflies your way.
You looked up again towards the road in front of you. There weren't many cars passing through, just about one or two but they were both going the opposite way of you. You hit your signal to make a right turn, pressing onto the breaks to slow down yet the pace of the car never did as you expected it to be and you frowned. You pressed the breaks again, and then again, and your heart began to race as your eyes widened with fear.
"Ooh you're smoother than I thought you'd ever be. You're catching on pretty well." The light tone in Taehyung's voice was the one thing that reminded you that there was still hope in the world, that one of the six of them had just been on the other line of your call and you bit your lower lip.
"T-Tae." Your voice came out more shaky than you expected, scared for your life.
"Yeah?" He replied casually, not realizing what you sort of situation you were in just yet.
"The breaks isn't working," you breathed.
"What?"
"The breaks, Tae, it isn't working, I can't slow down!"
With your voice growing louder and tears escaping your eyes as your heart raced rapidly against your chest, Taehyung's heart stopped.
"Taehyung please, I..-" you choked, "what do I do?"
"Where are you?" He immediately asked. "Just stay calm for me okay, baby? Take deep breaths and-"
"I'm going to hang up."
"No." His heart began beating fast as he stood up abruptly. "No baby no, don't do that. Don't-"
"I love you," was the last thing he heard before the line was cut off and Taehyung flew out the doors to his office, legs running faster than ever before with his fingers punching against his phone to try and call you again.
He had no time to remember to warn the rest about what had just happened, mind with only thoughts of you and how he could get to you on time.
Hot tears fell from his eyes, blocking his views while he continued wiping them away so that he could see properly on where he was driving. A hard knot constricted his throat, making it hard to breath as his heart ached and his stomach contracted into a tight ball.
Taehyung was panicking, knuckles white from gripping onto the steering wheel way too tight and cars beeped at him for going way too fast but he couldn't care any less about anyone else when you, his baby, his wife, one of seven reasons why he continued to wake up every day, was out there somewhere alone and isolated with nowhere near help.
'I love you,' your voice echoed into his head and he shook his head vehemently.
No, no. It couldn't. It couldn't be. He couldn't even say it to you, to let you know that he loved you too and that—
No.
Taehyung took a deep breath though it was so hard. He couldn't let himself think that way, if he did then it would mean...it would mean you wouldn't return to the seven of—
And that was when he remembered.
Seven.
Right, seven.
He still hadn't informed them and they out of anyone else should know what was going on as well. Who cared about the company at the moment? You were in trouble for goodness sake.
"Hel-"
"Y/N's in danger." He took no time to waste, taking a harsh turn that made the tires squeal in turn but he couldn't care.
"What do you mean Y/N's in danger?" Hoseok's brows furrowed, confused by the bitter taste in Taehyung's tone.
"Forget about going to that stupid meeting you have in less than ten minutes, Y/N's breaks stopped working on her way back here and now I can't get ahold of her and she's probably all alone out there with no one to help because that rode is away from the cities and isolated." He spat out a curse. "Hyung, I'm trying to get to her as soon as possible."
Normally Taehyung would never be so rude as to call Hoseok's meetings stupid but he was too worried and afraid for your life and at that point, none of them cared about his words lacking respect.
"I'll tell the rest and try to get ahold of her, just try to get there as soon as possible."
"What do you think I'm doing?"
It was harsh but understandable. "Taehyung."
"What?"
"Be careful," Hoseok warned, feet already taking him away from the meeting room and leaving his assistant to blink in confusion. "I'm not going to lose you in an accident because of your careless driving."
"Hyung, what if," he cursed again, "what if Y/N-"
"I'm going to end this call right now and inform the rest but you are not allowed to think that way, do you hear me?"
"I..-" Taehyung took a deep shaky breath, running his forearm against his eyes for the hundredths time. "Okay," he said, sniffling. "Okay."
"Okay?"
"Okay."
The call ended and in less than ten minutes, he was on the familiar road of where you were when you called him, head stretching out to search for someone, anyone. A car, your car. Whatever sign that told him that you were alright, that you were safe.
But he hated how he couldn't see anything.
There were no cars that drove by, a street not many frequented and he wondered where in the world you were. Were you safe? How were you safe if there weren't any drivers driving by and could have coincidentally stumble upon you? They could have phoned the police, the ambulance, anything.
But he heard no sirens, no distress cry that warned him a wreck was nearby.
Neither was his phone called by any paramedics as he had been the last person you were on the phone with.
He could only hope, hope that you would be okay. Even if that meant you'd end up in the hospital, even if it meant you'd get hurt. He could only pray that everything would turn out alright.
And then, he saw it.
A body sat on the side of the road opposite of him.
Your body.
You.
He hit the breaks as soon as he was close enough and ran out the door as if his own life depended on it.
"Y/N!"
You looked up at his call, tears falling and falling from your precious cheeks and his heart shattered even more at the state you were in but he ran to you, crouched down, and pulled you into a tight hug while his own tears continued escaping from his eyes.
You were safe.
Safe.
In his arms.
Crying and scratched with your clothes a bit dirty but safe.
So, so, safe. Safer than he could ever imagine.
"I love you, I love you, I love you," Taehyung repeated over and over again, words he never got to say before you hung up on him in the middle of the crisis and his heart had ached before you never did get to hear those words when you were alone and had no one else but yourself to rely on. "I love you so much."
The images of your body having to be wheeled into the emergency room fell from his mind as he held you close, crying yet hushing you gently as you cried inherent words against his chest, hands holding onto his blazer with a grip tighter than his because you could have lost your own life.
"It's okay, baby, I'm here now. I'm here."
He let you go just a little to have a look at how badly the incident had caused. Your white blouse were ripped from the sleeves, dirty, with signs of scratches that you had probably dived yourself out of the car just in time before it could crash and stop itself against a tree. The scratches fell down to your legs and when he touched your left foot, you winced in pain, tearing up all over again.
"Does it hurt?" He worried. "I'm so sorry. Help is coming soon, Hoseok should have called. They're on their way too so there's nothing to worry about right now. You're going to be alright, Y/N, we'll get you fixed up. They're just little scratches, you'll be better in no time. Anything else beyond that, we'll figure out a way to make it right again, you don't have to worry about a thing, my love."
"M-my car.." Crashed and ruined. Even if it could be repaired again, Taehyung wasn't going to let you ride in the one thing that could remind you of all of this.
"We'll get you a new one," he vowed but you shook your head, not wanting that from them.
"My phone..-" Probably lost and damaged in the wreck.
"We'll get you a new one," he repeated and you shook your head again.
"T-Taehyung...I was so scared," you sobbed and he pulled you in against him again, holding your head, rubbing soothing patterns, and giving you a soft kiss there.
"I know, baby, I know. It's okay now." Truth was Taehyung was way too terrified to imagine what had happened after you hung up on him but he wasn't going to tell you that. You needed the comforting more than anything and he vowed to be the bigger person as Hoseok was for him. "I'm right here, baby, I love you."
"I love you."
Barely a month into the marriage and he almost lost you but it was your body that he could feel as he held onto you with a secure hold, a promise of tomorrow, that kept him sane. It was when Hoseok held onto him later that night when he woke up unable to rest, crying against his husband's chest in the bathroom, that kept him alive.
You were alive.
Awake the next day, pressing a soft kiss against his forehead with a whisper of a soft thank you because he had gotten there before anyone else, had been the one to inform the rest. Because if it wasn't for him, who would have known how long it'd taken before they found out where you were and what had happened.
It was him that you thought of, reminding yourself that Taehyung knew, that Taehyung would run over in no time, and that you were going to be alright.
Because Taehyung knew.
So he leaned up to press a sweet and gentle kiss against your lips, careful not to hurt you, afraid you'd shatter like a fragile glass in his hold, and silently thanking the angels that had kept you safe.
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"Y/N is that you?"
You turned around to come into a halt as your eyes widened at the sight in front of you, heart suddenly doing something you weren't quite fond of. "C-Chan..." You breathed, surprised by how much the years had changed him. "Wow, hello."
Years before your heart would have broken at just the sight of him alone and you wouldn't be able to face him without tearing up but now? Now that you've found seven lovers who promised to cherish and love you for the rest of your life? Your heart ached slightly but it wasn't anything that had to do with missing him as a lover. He was your childhood friend after all. And if you missed him, then it'd be as a friend who fell apart after what had happened.
"It's been years." He sighed at the sight of you, smiling softly as he studied you for a moment. Autumn had come, winter being so close by so you were beginning to wear thicker clothes as the seasons began to grow colder each passing year, a pretty white capelet coat with white furs surrounding its collar and sleeves, making you look so soft. You changed, you looked more beautiful but still had on that lovely smile that he always remembered back when the two of you were children. "How have you been?"
"I've been great!" You said with a bright smile and it almost made him falter to see you look so happy like that, moving onto a life without him in it.
"That's wonderful, Y/N," he chuckled. "You look a little too fancy for someone out casually grocery shopping."
"Do I?" You laughed, looking down at yourself. Ever since you've began dating your seven princes, they've done nothing but spoiled you rotten and clothes were definitely not an exception. You loved the coat though, a Christmas gift given one year from Taehyung.
"Listen..." Chan began to trail off and you watched how he bit his lower lip, looking a little too nervous.
You knew what was coming and quickly shut him down. "It's fine, Chan," you said almost too quick for his liking.
He looked up again, blinking. "What?"
"Whatever happened between us is all in the past."
"The past...right..."
He looked like he wanted something more, regret and guilt shown in his eyes and maybe if he was a few years earlier, you would have easily gave in but he wasn't. The years had long passed and you were completely over him, love given for others whom have stolen your heart.
Just as he was about to say something else, someone interrupted the two of you as your grocery bags were snatched right out of your hands, causing you to look back and find Yoongi frowning.
"What did I tell you about calling me over so that I can carry these things for you? You're not allowed to carry anything except your purse, Y/N, your hands should be free of heavy things," he scolded the second you met eyes.
You shook your head lightly, smiling because they were always like that even though what you had been carrying wasn't heavy at all.
But they always refused to let you give them excuses.
"Um..who's this?"
"Oh!" You almost forgot Chan was still there. "Um, Chan, this is Yoongi," you turned back around, introducing with an awkward smile, "my husband of two years."
Chan's eyes widened at your words and the mood grew uncomfortable all of a sudden, being stuck between a previous lover and one of your current lover.
"And who's he?" Yoongi asked, voice monotoned as he raised a brow, not completely liking the fact that your sentences were informal as if you knew the guy.
"Ah, my um..childhood friend."
"Oh." An uncomfortable silence passed for a moment before Yoongi let out a scoff, knowing exactly what you meant. Seokjin told them about your two previous lovers, the two both leaving you heartbroken in the end and now seeing him in person, Yoongi wasn't going to make sure the meeting would last for much longer. So he handed over a few bags from his right hand on over to his left and took your hand, clasping it tightly. "Anyways, we're busy so goodbye," he said bluntly and turned around, dragging you away with him.
You panicked for a moment, turning around and waving at your speechless childhood friend. "Um, b-bye! It was nice seeing you!"
"Nice my ass," Yoongi muttered, scoffing bitterly.
"Hey, be nice," you chided softly after turning back and the two of you walked on towards his car.
"You really want me to treat your exes with grace and kindness?" He raised a brow, asking curtly.
Your lips pressed together into a small pout. "I...I don't know," you shrugged, unsure because yes, he did hurt you, but he was also your friend before the whole relationship happened. "He sounded nicer," you said ruefully.
Yoongi rolled his eyes as he took out his keys to press the button that unlocked the car and opened the trunk. "Oh please, didn't you catch his eyes? The man totally wanted you back," he huffed, shutting the trunk close after putting the bags in.
"That's why I specifically told him that you were my husband," you told him, allowing him to open the door for you before getting in, "To make sure he knew I was completely over him."
"Still." A sigh left him as he leaned against his car, a pout resting on his lips.
"Don't be too mean," you laughed.
"Mean?" He raised a brow. "Imagine the maknaes were with you instead, or Jin hyung," he said. "They'd be all over you if they knew that was the childhood friend, showing affection out in the open where everyone else can see that you're clearly are taken, making that Chan even more envious."
"Ah," you bit your lower lip, "I guess you're right."
"Of course I'm right. But just because I'm not too into that pda crap," Yoongi said, head leaning in close to where his forehead met yours and your face began to flush, "doesn't mean I don't like claiming what's meant to be mine."
"Y-you.." you stammered, "you don't have to. He's already long gone and I'm long over him." A kiss to your lips and your cheeks reddened some more. "Yoongi there are people-"
"Being a husband is nice," he smirked. "If I were to still be your boyfriend, I don't think that would have shut him down so easily, he would have seen me as just a competition." Another kiss, a little longer, a little softer. "Good job though," he patted your head, "for telling him that I was your husband right away."
One last kiss, softer and gentler and sweeter, before he pulled away and closed your door, smirking with a light chuckling as he watched you from the window, sat in your seat with your face all flushed because he had just done that out in the open.
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"Can we have our wedding in Spring? And outdoors? I want an outdoor wedding in Spring. It'll be warm by then and the flowers will have bloomed and everything will be so pretty. Oh but," you paused, pouting as you realized something and they all look on over at you, wondering what was wrong. "Spring is so close and I've heard that wedding preparations can take quite a while to perfect everything. We're all so busy, I highly doubt we can get it all done that easily and then Spring will come to an end."
You sighed, letting yourself sit in front of your vanity as you took out a brush to run through your hair. "We can always have a Summer wedding," you said. "Or whenever preparations gets done," you shrugged not caring much for the date anymore as you met Namjoon's eyes from the mirror.
He walked on over with a soft smile on his face, resting his hands atop your shoulders and squeezing it lightly. "Whatever you want, baby, we'll get it done."
You made a face. "This isn't just my wedding, you know, you're in it too," you said, turning your chair around so that you could face him and look up with a pointed look, "I can't get married without my grooms."
"Of course not," he chuckled, pinching your cheeks gently. "We'll split up a few tasks, tackle this together. With the eight of us plus a few help, it won't take that long. We're used to big events and deadlines and so are you."
"And this is our event so it's even more important and special," Hoseok said nodding.
"Aren't you forgetting the fact that we're all so busy with the company already?"
Seokjin chuckled. "Since when have we let that stop us?"
"Don't think about the details just yet, Y/N," Jungkook told you. "If you want a Spring wedding then we'll make your dream come true."
You pouted. "But what about what you guys want?"
Taehyung smiled as he took your chin to let your lips meet his in a soft assuring kiss. "We're fine with whatever. Honestly."
"You sure?"
"Mhm," Yoongi nodded. "I'm just honestly looking forward to seeing you in a wedding dress," he admitted and you blushed just thinking about it.
"I can't wait," you breathed, smiling as you met all their gazes. "I love you so much."
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"How was the cake tasting?"
"They were all so good," you whined when Jimin brought it up after you walked into his office to hand him the reports. You, Taehyung and Jungkook had gone to choose the cakes that morning and it was safe to say that you were all stuffed by the time it was all over. "Everything was sweet and pretty, I don't know what I'm gonna tell the wedding cake designer when we meet," you said, frowning.
"She's an expert," he reminded you, "she'll know what to design in the end after giving it a few ideas."
"I think I gained some weight after eating cakes all morning," you pouted, looking down at your tummy with a huff. "How am I gonna fit a wedding dress now?"
Jimin chuckled at your cuteness and stood up from his desk to walk around it and over to you, hands both tucked behind your waist as he pulled you in close. "Gain as much weight as you want, I don't care," he vowed sincerely with a smirk curling at his lips, "We'll still love you all the same."
You giggled, smiling into the kiss that he gave you. "Kookie said he's gonna go and burn some calories in the gym after work," you informed. "I planned on going with him and Taehyung but maybe I'll skip out."
"Good job," he smiled. "Do whatever you want, as long as you're happy."
"Should the cake be grand?" You asked. "Layered?"
"Of course," Jimin nodded. "The bigger the better."
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"You okay?"
"Hm?" You looked up towards the door where Seokjin walked into the bedroom just as you had gotten done changing into your nightgown. A confused glance was made his way as you wondered what he meant by that and why his brows were a little furrowed as he walked your way, settling himself onto the large bed.
"Yoongi told us what happened this afternoon," he said. "You met him again."
Him.
"Oh." You shook your head, laughing lightly as Seokjin held an arm out for you to sit onto his lap, accepting it without a word. "There's no need to mention him anymore," you told him. "It's all in the past."
"I just thought, you know," Seokjin shrugged, "since you looked a little upset the last time you spoke about him. How he left you scarred."
Your heart melted at how considerate he was for you so you leaned in to place a soft kiss on his cheek. "I promise you, I am beyond over that. I've got you guys now, what more do I need?"
He chuckled, not able to stop himself from kissing you. "Good," he sighed. "I don't want any other man occupying your thoughts."
"Don't worry," you grinned, "they're all claimed by the seven of you."
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"Y/N? Why are you awake?"
At first Jungkook had woken up with the idea of needing to use the restroom but then he found you nowhere in bed and saw a silhouette outside the balcony doors. So when he opened it and found you resting your forearm against it, a warm cardigan hung over your shoulders as you looked up at the stars, he could only wonder what had gone wrong.
You weren't one to usually wake up in the middle of the night just to watch the stars. Sure your love for the stars were big but you loved your extra hours of sleep more than that.
"Something wrong?" He asked as he walked in further after you turned your head around and remained silent. Jungkook wrapped his arms around you from behind, feeling your body colder than it should have been. "You're freezing, baby," he shivered. "What's wrong, hm? Tell my what's wrong, baby."
There was a clear sign that he had recently woken up, voice groggy and tired yet Jungkook was clear on not heading back to bed unless he made sure you were alright again.
"I can't sleep," you told him, leaning back against him to welcome his cozy warmth. "I had a nightmare."
"Mhm," he pressed his nose into your neck, trying to warm more of your cold body, "want to talk about it?"
"No," you shivered as a chilly night breeze passed by though he could probably guess it was one of the few nights where you'd dream of the accident all over again. They had come around less and less as the months passed but that didn't mean you could ever forget. "Wanna sleep," you pouted.
"Then come on," Jungkook said, beginning to tug you along back into the bedroom.
"But the nightmares." Even as you whined, you still followed his steps back in, feeling too sleepy to remain stubborn especially when the night breeze was too chilly to handle.
So you let him pull you back into bed where the two of you laid in between Seokjin and Yoongi.
"It's okay," Jungkook whispered as softly as possible, "I'll fight the bad dreams off for you."
You snickered in a gentle tone. "And how will you do that?"
"By singing you to sleep."
A smile was quick to light up your face at his suggestion and without any hesitation, you let Jungkook hold you against him, lying onto his chest and having you listen to his heartbeat. Not long after the two of you settled into each other's warmth, Jungkook's soft voice was whispered into the night as he sang a lullaby for you.
Listening to his heartbeat on one side while your other ear was blessed with his voice, you fell back to sleep sooner than you thought you would.
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"Y/N, it's three am, what are you doing up so early and..." Namjoon blinked though his eyes were still clear with drowsiness accompanied by a cute bed head, "..cooking...?"
You giggled as he walked further into the kitchen, greeting his tired self with a ruffle on his head as he let out a cute yawn. "I couldn't sleep," you told him. "I woke up and tried to go back to sleep but I was too awake and energized to dream again."
"So you decided to make pancakes."
"Yup," you nodded, exaggerating the last sound with a pop. "Doesn't it smell nice?"
He didn't answer but you were far too excited on your own to worry about it so you returned to the pan to flip two pancakes. There was soft upbeat music in the background and Namjoon shook his head, chuckling at the sight of his wife up so early in the morning flipping pancakes with nothing but an oversized grey hoodie that belonged to Jungkook.
You were quite the sight, pretty and adorable.
He walked up to you, wrapping his arms around you from behind and allowed you to sway the both of you from side to side while you hummed to the beat of the music.
"Hey, if you're going to have a party, you can't just not wake us up."
The two of you turned around to find Hoseok walking in followed by Jimin who let out a grumpy huff with hands stuffed inside the pocket of his hoodie.
"It's not a party," you insisted, "it's a late night snack I'm having."
"Even worse!" Hoseok pouted with a whine and you and Namjoon giggled.
"You can join if you want," you invited with a cute grin plastered on your face. For moments before, Jimin wanted to scold you for waking up so early just for that but who could get mad at such a sweet face?
"You're lucky you're cute," he said huffingly and your head tilted back, colliding with Namjoon's shoulder as you laughed. "What are you doing up anyways?"
"Y/N here can't fall asleep," Namjoon informed with a ruffle of your hair.
"So you guys decided to wake us all up by being loud?"
At the new voice, the four of you all turned to watch Seokjin walking in as he pouted, a clear tired expression plastered on his face.
"I'm so sorry," you quickly said, "it was my fault, don't blame the rest. We'll be more quiet so you can head back to sleep if you can."
"And miss all of this?" He scoffed stubbornly and took his seat next to Jimin, "No way."
Hoseok laughed. "You pretend to be mad but you love us anyways."
"Doesn't make you any less annoying," the eldest retort with rolled eyes.
"Is that pancake I smell?"
"At three in the morning?"
"Heck yeah!"
Jungkook and Taehyung both filed in no sooner than later and soon the kitchen was filled with all of your husbands. All but one who was a heavy sleeper and loved his sleep just like you.
"Is everyone awake now?" Jimin asked with a yawn.
"Yoongi isn't," Jungkook replied.
"Should we wake him up?" Taehyung asked.
"I think babygirl should do it, don't you think?" Seokjin said with a small raised brow and a smirk your way. "You're the reason we woke up after all."
A hesitant blush your way with Hoseok stealing the spatula from your hand and them pushing you out of the kitchen, you were left to sigh without a protest, dragging your feet up the stairs towards your shared room.
Even though you were the one to always leave the bed later than everyone else, Yoongi could get a bit grumpy when he's woken up unexpectedly — especially on purpose when there was nothing important to wake up to.
Nothing a few kisses and cuddles couldn't fix.
So you opened the door to find Yoongi alone, looking small against the large bed that took up a lot of space in the master bedroom. A soft smile curled along your lips as you walked up to him and bent down, shaking him lightly.
"Hey, Yoongi?"
You didn't get very far.
Not before he had grabbed your arm and pulled you right into his hold where his body held you tightly.
"What?" He grunted.
"You're heavy," you whined at his body weight but still he wouldn't move.
"You love it," His voice was deep and low, tired and groggy and you were already starting to feel bad for waking him up. "Well?" He asked, urging you to go on from what you wanted to tell him. Instead of answering him, however, you remained quiet to just listen to his soft breathing, the warmth given off by him suddenly making you sleepy. "Here because you want me to join your little party downstairs?"
"How'd you know?"
"Not hard to tell," Yoongi said, "they're pretty loud."
They definitely were. The two of you could hear their complaints and booming voices and laughter all the way from the kitchen to the bedroom.
You laughed lightly and he mirrored your amusement. "Not complaining?" You asked.
"Not going to convince me?" He remarked.
"I don't know," you shrugged, moving in closer to his warmth and he allowed you without protest, "I like it here."
"They're going to know something is up if you don't return soon."
You frowned. "Are you trying to kick me out?"
"No," he chuckled in a deep tone, soft and soothing, "I'm trying to keep you to myself for a moment," he said, "just until they all come barging in and ruin this peaceful quiet time."
"Mmn," you giggled, "you're so greedy."
"So are you."
You responded with a whisper of an 'I love you' and he replied with a kiss on your forehead to say the same thing.
"Aren't you forgetting something?"
There they were. A little late, a little early. You didn't know what to mark it as but as they barged in, you and Yoongi remained holding onto each other before Taehyung excitedly jumped onto the bed and pouted.
"You love us too yet you're ditching us for more sleep?"
"Weren't you too energized to go back to sleep?"
"How dare you?"
Yoongi simply laughed while you left his arms to quickly sit up and try to defend yourself.
"No, no! I didn't mean it I promise!" You insisted. "It was just so warm and soft and Yoongi was holding onto me so tightly and I loved the feeling and..-" You met their disapproving look and your eyes fell, pouting. "I'm sorry."
"Stop it, it's not fair."
You blinked as you looked up at Jungkook. "What?"
He grabbed your face, squishing it against the palm of his hands with a cute pout of his own. "You're too cute to stay mad at!" He chided and you fell back against Yoongi as you laughed. "You can get away with anything with just this face alone, it isn't fair."
"Actually, I think it's quite a gift," you replied with a playful grin and they were upset because they couldn't actually stay upset.
"See what you've done, Jimin?" Taehyung glared at the other 95 liner, "She's caught up to us. I told you Y/N isn't the same girl we first met years ago."
"What? It's Jin hyung's fault too!"
"Hey!"
"Nah, I'd say she's still the same," Namjoon stated with a soft scoff. "Watch this."
You didn't know what he meant by that but the next thing you knew, Namjoon had caught ahold of your chin, tilting your head to meet him before soft yet passionate lips fell upon your own. A kiss that had his tongue dancing along your lower lip before it entered at your gasp and had you gripping tightly onto the sheets below you.
When he pulled away to give the both of you the breath of air you needed, you were left lightheaded and quickly fell back against Yoongi's hold to hide your blushing red face against the crook of his neck.
Chuckles escaped them at the sight and Namjoon licked his lips with a smirk. "See?"
"Cute," Seokjin commented with a grin. "Remember when we first kissed?" You whined against Yoongi and stomped your little feet in protest. "Gosh, Y/N was the cutest thing ever with her eyes so big and round and cheeks so flushed," he continued either way.
"Remember when you first came over?" Jimin added. "Or when we first shared a bed?"
"And the first time you had to stay over because the blizzard outside was too harsh?" Taehyung said.
"Guys, stop it," you whined, "I already embarrass myself enough, stop bringing the embarrassing memories back."
"Embarrassing? Y/N, they were precious," Yoongi insisted gently as he trailed his fingers along your jawline to get you to face them again. You did it with bits of hesitation and they almost melted in sight. "So, so precious," he said as he placed an assuring kiss to your temple.
"I still can't believe someone like you fell in love with us in the first place."
Your brows furrowed at Hoseok's words. "What are you talking about? You were like the most sought out men of the industry even though the relationship between the seven of you was clear from the beginning. You were so untouchable someone like me was lucky to even breath the same air as you."
He chuckled. "No, Y/N. You didn't know it then but from the first moment we saw you, something about you was different and special. You only proved to us each day with your hard work and efforts that what we saw then was not a mistake."
"So we started to observe you more as time when on," Jungkook said. "That's why Jimin and Jin both started to flirt around, eventually moving on to flirt with others to try and grab your attention."
"But you always acted so unfazed," Jimin pouted.
"That's because I had to remain professional," you remarked. "Plus how was I supposed to know you took an interest in me then?"
"That's the problem, Y/N," Namjoon sighed. "You're always stuck in this little head of yours, thinking you aren't good enough or pretty enough but you are, and you are so much more than that."
"And a little braver than we imaged you'd ever be," Taehyung smirked as he was reminded of something. "You were the one who took the initiative after all, confessing your true feelings first hand."
You blushed thinking about that moment. "I was drunk."
"On sleep," he laughed. "Still, your sleepy self was braver than any of us could ever be at that time."
"And we love you," Seokjin smiled as he leaned in to place a sweet kiss on your lips. "So much."
You returned the smile, heart fluttering. "I love—" you gasped, suddenly realizing you had forgotten something and they all gave you a confused gaze. "The pancakes!" You jumped out of bed, groaning as you slipped on your slippers. "Aw man, my late night fun time is all ruined because you guys decided to love me."
Jimin scoffed. "Did you not like that?"
You stopped yourself before you could run off towards the door and down the kitchen, feigning an innocent smile their way as you leaned up to press a quick kiss on Jimin's lips. "I love you!" You said and bounced away, leaving them to frown at your absence.
Not long after, however, their heads came popping into the kitchen, too awake to return to sleep now.
"It's gotten cold," you pouted as you turned to them, showing them the plate of pancakes that would have made the perfect early breakfast snack if they hadn't lost their heat. "I'm gonna cry."
"Really now?" Namjoon chuckled.
"We can make some more," Jungkook suggested, not liking the idea of heating them up in the microwave because microwaves scared him.
"But then these will all go to waste," you said.
"It's okay, you didn't make that much in the first place because you thought it'd just be you," Hoseok said pointing out and you nodded.
"Okay," you sighed. "Let's make another batch for the eight of us then!"
And so you got to working with a bit of help, adding in berries and chocolate, each batch with a little something different so that you could all choose whatever you wanted to eat. It was fun, being up so early in the morning with nothing to do for another hour until you had to get ready for work. Together. You and them.
Back then you'd always wonder on the thoughts of why they had chosen you, what they had seen in you in the first place. And sometimes you did find yourself going back to those thoughts.
"You know," you said as you all sat around the dinner table, "sometimes I wonder why you choose to enjoy these kinds of food when you can be enjoying those exquisite dishes that they always serve at those parties. You know, like the rich people you are?"
"It's good once in a while," Jimin said with a light shrug, "but we prefer this because it's better, it's more, it's true and it's made with love. It's made of your love. Our love."
And when Taehyung fed you a slice of the blueberry pancakes on his plate, you smiled because you understood.
You didn't have to be perfect to be loved by them (though they always insisted you were perfect), you didn't have to be the prettiest or the most hard working or whatever anyone previous had always told you. All you had to do was stay true to your heart and love them with your true heart.
It didn't have to always be pretty as long as it was you and them in the end.
A love stronger than the day before but less than the next.
With a promise of tomorrow and more tomorrows to come.
— summary: you were always adorable in their eyes, sometimes a little too adorable.
— pairing: bts x reader
— genre: fluff, poly!au, ceo!au
— word count: 3.2k
— warnings: none
— a/n: a little something to thank you for everything
╰ part 1: buttercream / part 2: buttercup / part 3: buttermilk / part 4: butterscotch / part 5: butterfly
Sleepy.
You felt so, so sleepy.
If you were in a better position with a better headspace, you would have excused yourself to head on home but no. It was you and your stubborn self and your dumb little crushes on your seven bosses that held you back from wanting to leave.
It was just a casual company dinner where they rented out a private space for all the employees.
So far people had gone drunk and sleepy, most left because they were too tired as the night went by and you, you sat alone refusing to take even a sip of your drink because you knew you weren't good with taking your drinks.
You should have left way earlier but it was the fact that you had seen many ladies flirting with your seven guys that made you stay — they weren't exactly yours, you just liked calling them that — so you sat on the sideline watching everyone else talk and flirt with them.
And as time went on, the sleepier you got, the harder it was to keep your eyes open.
"Hey, Y/N?"
A sweet angel's voice called upon your name.
But you were too sleepy to try and answer back. Your face rested against your hand with your elbow propped up against the table, one cheek squished and making you look too adorable in their eyes.
"Y/N?" Taehyung called again, his forefinger bopping your nose lightly but you swatted it away. In normal conditions, you would have never gotten the courage to do such a thing nor ignore any of your boss's calls. But it wasn't normal, you were drunk on the lack of sleep you had received.
"Is she drunk?" Namjoon asked as a small smile curled along his lips at the sight of you.
"I haven't seen her picked up her drink once this evening," the youngest said.
Taehyung leaned in close to your face, taking in your sweet scent of rose-scented perfume, causing him to smile once he leaned back. "No alcohol, just sweet roses."
Everyone had gone by the time the clock had struck midnight, everyone except them and you. They found themselves a little surprised you were still there, knowing you weren't much of a party girl through observations, but that didn't mean they weren't happy.
Your breathing slowed, your head feeling more relaxed and ready to fall but just as Taehyung was about to catch it from hitting against the table, he had been a second too late and they cringed at the harsh thud.
Soon enough, you were awake again with a whine leaving your lips.
"Stupid Y/N, stop getting off task."
Off task?
They blinked at your words, at the way you seemed to not have noticed your surroundings as you began speaking to yourself about needing to finish your work before the morning sun arrived.
But then your eyes looked up and you found Yoongi sitting just across from you.
A short moment of silence passed as the two of you stared at one another until you burst out in fits of giggles.
"Yoon, why do you look so adorable?"
The man blinked and Jimin almost choked on his drink. "Y-Yoon?" Yoongi stuttered, completely caught off guard. "Did she just called me adorable?"
"I mean, you kind of are," Hoseok shrugged admittedly in a playful manner.
"Is she sleep talking? Or is she just too tired to function?" Seokjin asked from your other side, the place he had walked over to take a few minutes prior to when everyone else had left.
"And you, Jinnie!" You pointed at the man and his brow raised, surprised you had such bravery to do such a thing. Yet when he saw the cute little pout on your face, he knew he couldn't ever get mad at you. "You're always being unfair," you mumbled through your pout.
Seokjin's eyes grew in panic at the sight of tears glistening along your waterline. "Hey, baby, why are you crying?"
"See? That again!" You accused him before letting your hand down as a few tears fell. Their hearts fell for a moment and Seokjin reached out in worry but you were quick to swat his hand away. "Don't call me baby unless you mean it," you scolded with a huff, still sounding cute and adorable like a little child. "Don't give me endearing nicknames if I'm not the only girl you're gonna be flirting with, it isn't fair."
"Baby-"
"And you're even worse than him!"
"Me?" Jimin scoffed in disbelief as he placed his glass down. "How am I worse?"
"Because you openly flirt with everyone you see and it hurts Y/N's heart."
Talking from a third perspective.
They stole glances at the leader but Namjoon could only shrug. It was a habit of his but he hadn't ever known you were one to do such a thing either.
"It hurts your heart, hm?" A smirk danced at the corner of Jimin's lips as he watched you. "And why is that, may I ask?"
"Because!" Your pouting deepened, ready to cry some more and Jungkook who sat next to his hyung was quick to smack the man on the arm. "One moment you flirt with me and then the next, I see you flirting with other girls and it hurts because I thought...I thought you said Y/N-ie was special."
"Y/N-ie is special!" Jimin quickly emphasized, suddenly feeling bad for all his mischievous acts that had only meant to try and make you jealous. But now he realized how wrong that had been as his heart fell at the sight of your tears.
Taehyung went on to wipe your tears away and you allowed him, for a short moment before you looked away, facing away from him.
"You're all at fault here," you said.
"Does Y/N-ie need us to make her feel special? Is that what it is?" You looked up at Hoseok's voice and with a little bit of hesitation, nodded shyly and they cooed at the sight. "Come here, pumpkin."
You crawled over from Seokjin's lap and they watched you sit on Hoseok's lap with your arms wrapped around the man as you nuzzled your face in the crook of his neck. Oh how the others wished they were in Hoseok's position.
"Oh come on, Hoseok hyung gets the special treatment?" Jungkook frowned as the older one just chuckled.
"Hobi's a gentleman. But sometimes I wish, I just wish that he would.." A small cub's yawn escaped you and their hearts melted, "treat me like a lady rather than a friend."
"Is that what you want?" Namjoon asked with hope. "Is this your confession?"
But you had already fallen asleep into the actual world of dreams.
.
.
"How the heck did I get home last night?"
You groaned at the uncomfortable feeling of having gone to sleep with your clothes from the night before as you got up. A big yawn escaped out of you just as you noticed a little note left on your nightstand.
We brought you home because you had fallen asleep. Forgive me but I had to look through your bag to find your key. Rest assured, nothing was stolen. Sweet dreams, moonwalker. See you at work — knj
Sweet dreams...moonwalker?
And then you gasped before a scream quickly escaped your lips as the events of the night before flashed through your mind.
"Frick, frick, frick!" You shouted, legs bouncing as you walked around in circles as your heart began drumming loudly and fast. "I'm going to get fired, what is wrong with me?! I got drunk off the lack of sleep! I'm so stupid!"
You stared at the note again and the last words stood out, leaving you to want to burst out crying. "See you at work, he says. He's going to fire me!"
If you could turn back time, you would.
But sadly you didn't have powers such as that so you could only head on to work later that day in hopes of not ever seeing your bosses again — which was dumb because they were your boss so it was inevitable to see them — but at least you'd slow down the rate of getting fired quicker, right?
Wrong.
You were called in by Yoongi's secretary that said they wanted to see you.
On the way to Yoongi's office, you could only blame yourself even more as your heartbeat quickened, knowing fully well of the punishment you were to receive. Heck, you called the dude adorable! And called Seokjin and Jimin out on their flirting but what had that to do with you? You didn't own them, why the heck did you say such a thing? And huddled up against Hoseok?
Oh crap. Hoseok.
You were definitely going to be fired.
"Please forgive me for my rudeness, I was just talking nonsense that had nothing to do with any of you!" Perhaps it was a lie, and perhaps blurting out the first thing that came to your mind wasn't the best thing to do the second you walked into that office but what else could you do to save your career? Your life's worth depended on them and you had screwed up.
"Nothing to do with us?"
Just that simple question and the deep tone of Jimin's voice had your knees almost falling.
"Yes, sir."
"You hesitated," Hoseok pointed out.
"It isn't good to lie, Y/N," Jungkook scolded.
You could only gulp as you stood there completely frozen with fear with your head lowered, refusing to meet any of their gazes due to your embarrassment.
Everyone knew the seven bosses had close relationships with one another, they never hid such a thing. So for you to bravely act up in front of them at your vulnerable moment, you knew you had totally messed up. You couldn't even blame them if they wanted to fire you. After all, you deserved it for the way you had acted.
"Now tell us the truth," Namjoon ordered and you could feel their intense gaze on you. "The things you said last night...were they true?"
They were. Of course they were.
You were jealous of the other ladies that were always brave enough to walk up to them and spoke without stumbling upon their words, without making a fool of themselves. You hated getting your hopes up only for it to be broken down once you'd come upon one of them flirting with another lady. With a pretty lady. Every lady they spoke to were pretty and you'd begin to second guess yourself, wondering whether the outfit you were wearing was good enough, whether you had gone over the top. You'd look at yourself in the bathroom and wondered whether you were pretty enough, whether you were good enough.
And then you'd head back to doing your work with a head down and one of them would come strolling by and make you smile.
Then the routine would repeat just like every other day.
"I..." your voice shook a little and they held their breaths. "What'll you do if I say yes?" You asked, fingers crawled against each other. "What'll you do if I say no? I'll be fired either way, right? Is there a good reason to me giving you an answer?"
Yoongi's brows furrowed. "Why do you think we're firing you?"
"Because I was impulsive and rude."
"You're the most hardworking employee we have here," he said, "What'll we do if we lose a good person like you? It'll be our loss."
"But I...but I-"
"We asked you that question because..." You could hear the footsteps of Seokjin as he walked on over towards you and you held your breath. If they weren't going to fire you then they'd definitely punish you in some ways. But that would be okay, you could take extra paperwork, extra hours, overtime. As long as you weren't being fired, right?
Still, it was scary thinking about it. You were tired enough from all the things that were weighing down on you. But if that were their wishes, you knew you'd have to oblige. After all, you did something unacceptable.
Seokjin stopped just in front of you and took his forefinger and thumb to tilt your head up to look at him.
His eyes softened at your glossy eyes before leaning down to place a kiss on top of your forehead.
You blinked at the sudden action, totally caught off guard and a blush was quick to reach your cheeks.
"What...w-what does that mean?" You stuttered.
Jimin came up to your side, leaning in to place a kiss on your cheek while Taehyung placed another kiss on the other side of your face. Your face was heating up, reaching your ears but you could only stand there frozen.
"What do you think, baby?"
Baby?
Namjoon wasn't one to call someone an endearing nickname that easily.
"You mean..." You trailed off, face a blushing mess but they only gave you sweet smiles.
"No firing, no punishments, none of that for our baby."
"Baby..."
Hoseok smiled. "That's right."
"You meant the things you said last night, right?" Jungkook asked, his eyes piercing into yours with cute bunny eyes.
"I..yes, I-I did."
"Good," the maknae smiled, satisfied. "Because we've liked you since forever."
You shook your head. "No way."
"Yes way," Taehyung quickly said. "You're too cute and adorable and you're always so helpful towards others."
"And we've only been flirting with the others because we wanted a reaction out of you."
"That..." You pouted, hitting Jimin lightly on his chest. "That's mean."
"I know, baby, I didn't mean it," he said, pulling you into a warm embrace as he rocked you back and forth. "I'm sorry."
"But hey, at least that got you to speak up about your feelings, right?"
You blushed a little more at Seokjin's reminder and they burst out laughing. "I'm such an embarrassment."
"No, baby," Yoongi grinned, "you were adorable."
"Too adorable for this world," Hoseok agreed.
"And you're ours now."
"Finally our sweet baby girl."
.
.
Life had never been more perfect since then. Everything felt just right, from the secret glances you'd share, the moments they'd sneak you away just to steal a kiss out of you, or when they'd send you winks whenever their eyes met you somewhere in public and they couldn't give you their time.
It was a relationship you had never known you'd ever be a part of but thanked your lucky star for giving you such an opportunity.
Other times when some of them got too overwhelmed with everything, they'd call for you to see them in their office, only for them to rest their heads and use you as a pillow. But you never minded, you were always more than happy to help them out in any way possible.
Other times, like Saturday nights where most of them were less busy and some of them didn't have to head into work the next day, you'd come by their place and relax.
Jungkook had fallen asleep at some point when you were rambling about random things. But you couldn't blame him because you were sure he must've been really tired from all the works he had to do.
At least, that was what you thought but Jungkook was only resting his eyes, content with everything in his life now that they've got you.
"Kooks?" You called his name in a soft manner. Jungkook would have replied back but then he wondered what you'd do when you thought that he was asleep so he remained quiet, surpassing the urge in wanting to smile.
He felt your tiny finger bop his nose before moving on to lightly trace along his lashes and wondered what you were thinking about. "You know, I still can't believe this is real." Your voice had always been soft and sweet but the way you said that came out into a breathless whisper and just for that, Jungkook had almost pried his eyes open. "It feels like a sweet dream and I feel like the luckiest girl to be alive, being able to love and be loved by seven most kindhearted and handsome men and I just..."
He could feel you inching closer and closer and before he knew it, your lips pressed softly against his lips but they had backed away too quick for his liking.
"Crap," you whispered and he could already see you blushing. "What if he was awake? What if he felt that? Y/N, you little idiot, why would you do that?"
Cue his time to open his eyes.
"What if I was awake all along?"
Your breath hitched and Jungkook grabbed your wrist before you could try and escape. "Kook, why would you pretend to sleep? I-"
He grabbed your face and slammed his lips against your lips. "Did that feel real?"
You blinked. "Hm?"
Again, his lips fell on top of yours but that time it lasted longer, sweeter, softer. "Did that feel like a dream?" Your man asked the moment he backed away only enough so that he was hovering just an inch away from you.
"N-no..." You mumbled through a pout, a sight he couldn't help but to place another kiss on your lips. "S-stop."
Jungkook raised a challenging brow. "You want me to stop?"
"Well..no, but-"
"If this is the only way I can remind you that none of this is a dream, then I'll continue doing it even until you've finally figured it out in that little head of yours that this is all real."
"Kook..."
"I love you," he confessed and if you weren't surprised by his actions then, you were totally awestruck at that moment.
"Dropping the bomb without us, huh?"
The two of you looked over towards the bedroom door to find Hoseok walking in while the others followed just behind.
"It was the right time," the maknae shrugged as he got up from hovering above you while you remained frozen, still a little unsure whether you had heard right.
Yoongi went on to take a seat on the bedside, arms gesturing towards you. "Come here, baby girl." You obliged, letting him help you sit up so that he was able to hold you close. "What Jungkook said is true, we all love you, we just couldn't find the right moment to spill it." You looked up at the rest. Some looked shy, the others hiding that shyness behind a sweet smile. "Now you don't have to say anything if you aren't ready, we don't want to force anything out of-"
"I love you!" You blurted out without much thought and your cheeks flushed with a beautiful rose blush. "I love you so much," you said again. "Why does this feel like a sweet dream?"
"It isn't," Jungkook promised as he came up from behind, snaking his arms along your waist and chills were quick to fall down your body.
"And we'll remind you every day that it isn't," Namjoon avowed and you could feel the sweet lingering kisses that fell on top of your body.
