I do see Tae as a switch who leans more on the dom side
So when his s/o told him she was a dom, he was excited because he’s rarely a sub
And I think we can all agree that he loves trying different things
For sure calls his s/o “Mistress”
I don’t think he’d be bratty at all
Like he’d do whatever his s/o asks of him in a heartbeat
“Anything you want, Mistress”
All because he loves receiving praise
And being called a “good boy”
(c’mon, he even calls himself that)
He loves being rewarded by his s/o
I think blow jobs would be his favorite
Also feel like he’d be into pegging
Maybe sensory deprivation?
Like he’d love being handcuffed, blindfolded and wearing earmuffs
Leaving his body completely open for his s/o to control would turn him on beyond relief
His s/o riding him to their own will until he cums and lets out whiny moans is literally his favorite pastime
Notes: I rarely ever imagine the boys as subs, so I’m sorry if this was a little lackluster. Anon, I assumed you wanted a headcanon since you didn’t specify, so I hope you enjoyed! Btw, my requests are still open!!
Hello!!! I was wondering if you knew any dom!jimin sub!tae vmin fics??? Thank youuuu:D
I’m sure I can find some:
Dom!Jimin + Sub!Tae
i just adore you asking for more by tendershipping (Model AU, 6 Chapters, 90K, E, Tae’s a famous model who needs release, so he reaches out to a discreet professional dom for hire)
i like us like this by tendershipping (Roommates AU, Camboy AU, 3 Chapters, 49K, E, Jimin’s usual camboy partner cancels on him, so Tae offers to join in on the live stream)
i scream, you scream by jjks (PWP, One-shot, 4.1K, E)
all this and heaven too by jjks (PWP, One-shot, 7K, E, Tae dresses up for Jimin)
summary: Jimin laughed, throwing his whole body into it and when he recovered he was standing closer to Taehyung, the sleeves of their designer shirts brushing as Jimin tilted his head, “I’m no angel Kim Taehyung.”
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Jimin's a model, Taehyung a rising actor. Jimin likes pretty things, and Taehyung happens to be quite pretty.
A/N: Based on Singularity, the lyrics, mv aesthetic and choreography.
AU: He was always there... in your dreams, in your pointless doodles... everywhere, was he protecting you? haunting you? or simply watching you? Day after day, night after night, his presence always lingering until one day, the one day that changed your life forever... The day you finally meet the phantom in your dreams and fell in love with him.
But who... or what... is he and what is he hiding?
Smut features (in no specific order): This fic contains multiple smut parts.
Sub!Dom!Top!Bottom!Tae, vanilla, passionate, rough(!), punishing, choking(giving), biting, grabbing/touchy, fingering, oral, jerking off, teasing, getting caught, creampie/mention of cum/breeding(ish), DIRTY TALK, possessiveness, begging, name calling (”baby”), bruising, after care, use of ribbons, and more...
Disclaimer: This is fiction. Actions and events in these stories are often exaggerated and to a certain degree unrealistic. Please have this in consideration when reading fiction, especially if it includes sexual content.
This fic is a: dark angst with explicit sexual content.
! Warning: This fic touches the topic of death, involves death and drowning. It is in no way intended to glamorize death/dying/drowning, if you’re sensitive towards this topic, please re-consider if you should read this fic.
Have you ever had one of those dreams where it has felt like you’re falling and you’ve woken up with a jump? Dreams so realistic you can’t tell if they’re memories?
He was always there.
No matter the dream, he was always there… watching you, protecting you, haunting you.
You would find yourself pointlessly doodling, starting with a flower and always ending up drawing him, your notes were full of his slender shadow.
He was a stranger, yet familiar.
Winter had painted the streets white.
When the lake froze you’d always cross it into town, a shortcut that saved you several minutes.
It was safe.
Your purpose was to find something festive to wear for your upcoming birthday.
It didn’t take long until you stumbled upon a red dress on a sale rack. Perfect.
You left the store and picked up a warm beverage from a café nearby before heading back over the lake.
The celebration wasn’t extra in any way.
A dinner with the family and everyone leaving early.
You sat down on your bed with a sigh.
The sky turned into darkness and the moon reflected against the snow.
Bored, you decided to go outside.
You grabbed your coat and keys and left the house before anyone could stop you.
You’d be back soon.
From the other side of the lake you could see the festivities going on in the center, there was a bonfire and music.
You stepped on to the ice.
The same ice you had crossed the other day, yesterday and even today.
The music got louder, when you reached half way the music got even louder, and louder and louder before becoming a high pitched ringing sound. You covered your ears with your hands.
It was getting worse.
You took a step back, wanting to run away from the painful sound.
Suddenly you lost your balance.
Looking beneath you, you saw the crack in the ice that had formed beneath your foot.
You knew what to do in these situations but the ringing became unbearable.
A minute felt like a second before the cold water suddenly embraced you.
It was too dark.
The moon was out of sight, the bonfire put out and the ringing had come to an end.
The cold water felt comforting in a way… It felt safe.
Suddenly something grabbed your hand.
It was pulling you.
Pulling you deeper.
The water got colder and darker.
Your mind slipped out of your grip and for a second you forgot what was happening.
You woke up with a jump.
You were on a beach, an unfamiliar beach.
You sat up, your dress still wet and your coat nowhere to be seen.
You looked around and noticed a bridge when something suddenly moved past in your peripheral vision.
You snapped your head to the side to catch whatever it was. Quick on your feet you stood up and ran in its direction.
It didn’t take long until you noticed the hare bouncing between the trees.
You sighed.
You turned back around to try to find your way over the bridge, but to your surprise someone was standing on it and looking at you. When he noticed you’d seen him he ran away. You ran after him.
He had a long advantage over you but you kept running.
He looked over his shoulder every once in a while, each time increasing speed.
Looking behind himself again he missed the branch sticking out of the ground and tripped, head first into a rose bush.
You caught up with him, out of breath.
His clothes were ripped and he was bleeding, one of the thorns haven cut him across his cheek.
His eyes were dark brown.
You looked at him for a while and he looked back at you with an anxious expression.
You could finally place him… Your expression changed as your recognized the boy on the ground.
When he realized you knew his anxiousness turned into fear and he got ready to get up but his shirt was stuck in the thorns.
“You’re- You’re him.”
He looked away from you.
“Why do you keep haunting my dreams!?”
You were dreaming, you were sure by now.
But you had never seen him this clearly before…
“Hey answer me!”
He didn’t say anything.
“Then sit there.” You said and started walking away from him.
Before your second step he reached and grabbed your ankle, looking up at you with pleading eyes as a drop of blood trailed down his cheek.
You sighed and helped him get out of the bush.
He smiled.
He was enchanting…
“What’s your name?” You asked as he brushed himself off.
He smiled at you.
Was he deaf?
“Can you hear me?”
He nodded.
There was no point in asking him where you were, he wouldn’t respond anyway and this surely was a dream.
He grabbed your wrist and pointed in the direction he was running in previously.
“What’s there?”
He started walking, pulling you along.
You pulled away.
“Where are we going?”
He frowned and yanked back your wrist.
You walked a short distance through the forest before reaching a bigger lake, on the other side there was a palace and a smaller village. Was that where you were going?
He suddenly stopped near the water, there was a rowing boat pulled up onto the sand.
He let go of your wrist and grabbed a stick from the ground and started writing something in the sand.
“Ki? Is that your name?”
He shook his head in distress and continued.
“Kiss”
He turned around and nodded eagerly.
“Is your name Kiss?”
He shook his head again.
“Kiss me.”
“Why would I kiss you?”
He grabbed his hands as if to signal “please”
He looked helpless.
The blood on his cheek had dried and he looked frustrated.
He was wearing a long white shirt, torn and ripped from the thorns and black jeans, he reminded you of a prince in a way.
“I’ll kiss you if you tell me why you keep showing up in my dreams.”
He grabbed the stick again and started writing.
“No dream”
“You’ll understand.”
“Voice.”
He pointed at the “kiss me” again and threw the stick into the water.
He walked closer to you, his dark eyes holding back tears.
“Why did you throw the stick away?”
He pointed at his lips.
He wasn’t giving up.
You turned around and started walking towards the boat but he caught up to you in panic.
He was shaking his head vigorously and grabbed both of your wrists.
He let go of you and moved his hands to your cheeks, forcing you to look into his eyes.
It was like if he was waiting for you to realize something more.
Eventually you gave in, this for sure was a dream anyway.
You dragged your thumb across the cut on his cheek soothingly.
He leaned closer, his hands moving down to your shoulders.
You were drowning in his eyes.
You leaned closer.
You were falling forward.
He caught you in his arms, pulling you tight against his body before your lips pressed against his.
He tasted sweet, like strawberries… no, cherries! Your hands tangled in his long hair and you lost yourself in the kiss. You couldn’t pull away, you didn’t want to pull away. The kiss felt like something you didn’t know you needed. He kissed you back passionately. Who knows how long you made out for on that beach… It was addictive.
After a long while you finally pulled away from each other.
“Thank you.” he suddenly said.
“You can talk?”
“Thank you for giving me my voice back.”
He grabbed your hand, stroking his cheek with the back of it.
“Taehyung.”
“huh?” You looked at him confusingly.
“That’s my name.”
“My name is-“
“I already know your name.” He cut off. “I’ve been watching you, remember?”
“Who are you?”
“Whatever you want me to be.”
Was it too soon to admit that your heart was beating unusually fast?
Taehyung pushed the boat into the water and helped you on before climbing in himself.
He grabbed the oars.
“Wait.” You said and dipped your hand into the water. You placed your hand against his cheek and gently rubbed the dried blood off of his face.
“ok.”
He smiled shyly.
“I missed you.”
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You crossed the lake on the boat and arrived at the harbor of the small village. The village was still asleep and nobody was to be seen out this early in the day.
He helped you out of the boat and tied it to the dock.
He grabbed your hand.
By now you’d learnt that he really liked holding hands.
“Where are we going?” You asked.
“Home.” He smiled.
“Where’s home?”
He chuckled and pointed towards the palace.
Of course.
The garden was full of rose bushes and nothing but.
“We need to find you some dry clothes.” He pointed out. You had long forgotten about your drenched dress.
“You’ll get sick.” He sounded concerned.
A guard opened the door for you and nodded gently.
Inside were more roses.
You suddenly spotted your coat on the coat rack.
How did that get there?
You didn’t bother asking as Taehyung dragged you along upstairs.
You entered his bedroom and into his closet room.
Shirt upon shirts and coats upon coats…
“You like clothes.”
He nodded shyly.
He grabbed a black dress from one of the coat hangers.
“Put this on, you can take a shower if you like.” He said and handed you the dress.
It was lace.
You hung the dress over the stool that stood in the middle of the room.
“I’m taking a shower, you can join me if you like.” He said and took his destroyed shirt off.
“This was one of my favorite shirts.” He pouted.
“Your… your back.” You stuttered.
“Huh?”
“It’s full of cuts!”
“The rose bush didn’t show me any mercy.”
“Why were you running?”
“Because I knew you’d follow me.”
His bare skin distracted you.
“Take your dress off.”
You did what he told you to.
He took the dress from you and threw it on the floor together with his shirt.
He grabbed your wrist and dragged you along to his ensuite bathroom.
He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down along with his underwear, exposing himself.
He looked beautiful.
You took of your bra and panties with some hesitation before grabbing the hand he held out to you.
You stepped into the spacious shower and it filled up with steam within seconds as the warm water rained over you.
You put on some new underwear Taehyung had laid out for you and slipped on the black lace dress. It was long sleeve, short in the front and long in the back. It hugged your curves and was cut wide over the shoulders. You watched Taehyung get dressed, he pulled a pair of tight fitted slack over his perky butt. He threw on a black shirt with various distressed tassels hanging from it. You were both dressed in all black.
Lastly he put in a long dangly earring in his left ear.
He reached for your hand and laced his fingers with yours.
“There should be dinner waiting for us downstairs.”
In the middle of the room was a giant crystal chandelier, hanging high above the table.
Around it were 4 seats.
You took a seat next to Taehyung as the other two guests arrived to the table.
“Welcome back” The dark haired one nodded.
“Has your voice returned?” The other asked and gestured towards you.
“It has.”
The both sighed in relief as they heard his deep voice.
“In case you don’t recall, my name is Yoongi.” The dark haired one said.
“Jimin.” The other said.
The four of you ate together with small talk until Yoongi suddenly brought up something that made Taehyung’s tone serious.
“We’re still searching for Jane doe.”
“Did you search through the lake?”
“90% of it.” Jimin filled in.
“Who’s Jane doe?” You asked.
“It’s nothing honey.” Taehyung said.
Honey?
Yoongi and Jimin were Taehyung’s knights, both of them already knowing you before you knew them too.
Yoongi and Jimin were dismissed from the table and you finished your meal in private.
It didn’t feel like a day.
Before you knew it you saw Taehyung as your prince.
The two of you were back in his room after dinner.
You were laying on the bed and he was seated beside you, playing with your fingers.
His sheets were a combination of satin and velvet, all purple.
Soft music was playing from the speaker on his nightstand and you felt relaxed.
He stood up from the bed and walked into his closet room.
A brief moment later he returned with a purple ribbon in his hand. He had taken off his shirt.
He sat back down by your side.
“Do you want to play?” He asked.
You sat up and looked curiously towards the ribbon.
“What’s the game?” you asked.
“You’ll see, stand up.”
You stood up and he walked over behind you.
He placed the ribbon over your eyes and tied a knot in the back.
You heard his footsteps around you.
He grabbed your hand and placed it against his cheek.
“What are you touching?”
“Your cheek.”
He moved it down his neck and to his shoulder.
“Shoulder.”
He placed your hand over his heart.
“Chest.”
“Wrong.”
“Heart?”
“Good.”
He moved your hand further down.
“Your skin is so soft.”
He smiled shyly.
“And what if I go lower?”
Your hand touched the hem of his pants.
You pulled off the blindfold.
“I want you.” he confessed.
You let him guide your hand down over his bulge.
You let the ribbon fall to the floor, moving your hand from his bulge to his neck. His hand pushing you closer to him before your lips met, the intoxicating feeling of him taking over your senses almost instantly.
He reached down to grab the hem of your dress, separating less than a second for him to pull it over your head. He lifted you up, your legs around his waist as he fell back on to the bed, letting you hover above him as you pleased.
Your lips moved to his neck and he reached down to unbutton his pants, he lifted his hips slightly to pull them off along with his boxers before kicking them off the bed. Your lips on his neck made him more aroused by the second, his neck was sensitive. He reached behind you and unhooked your bra, removing it and tossing it across the room. His hands travelled down your hips as your lips returned to his. He slid his hands under your panties and slowly moved them down past your ass. You managed to slip a leg out and he pulled them off of you completely.
The next thing you knew his hands were back on your hips, guiding you down to grind over his erection.
He moaned softly into the kiss.
You dragged your nails down over his chest gently, making him shiver.
He pushed your hips up and reached down to grab his cock. He stroked it a few times before positioning the tip between your lower lips.
Dragging up and down your slit a few times, coating himself with your wetness before guiding you down on his thickness. He placed his strong hands on your hips tightly, making sure to go slow as he pulled you closer. He shifted his position slightly to get a better angle and pulled you down all the way, his thickness stretching you carefully.
“Good?” He whispered between the kisses.
You nodded.
“Move.”
He let you be in control… for now.
You moved up and down, riding him in your own desired phase.
Once you got more comfortable and increased your speed he stopped you.
He reached down to pull out, leaving your feeling empty.
“Ah.”
He rolled over, making you fall onto your back with him above you.
He positioned himself again and thrusted back into your core, giving you relief.
His hands travelled up your sides, over your breast and stopped to give them a gentle squeeze as he rocked his hips back and forth.
He was a passionate lover.
Taking things slow, not fucking, but making love.
He kissed your neck, a thumb stroking across your right nipple.
Your arms were around him but you couldn’t help but let your hand go further down his body and rest on his butt, squeezing it softly and causing him to squirm.
He removed his hands from your breasts and moved them up under your arms, pushing them up above your head.
He increased his speed.
Your breathing got heavier, a moan escaping your throat between each thrust, exciting him more and more, making him go even harder and faster to make you moan even louder.
He groaned and tightened his grip on your arms.
Deeper.
Harder.
You gasped when he suddenly let go of your arms and pushed his arms underneath you, pulling you up by the waist, pressing your body tight against his. He was almost suffocating you.
But the pressure was driving you closer to the edge.
“Fuck” He groaned in a low voice.
Faster.
Toes curlings.
Hands forming fists.
It was like you were waiting for something, desperately. Something was missing and you needed it now more than ever.
He thrusted harder.
With a sharp inhale your muscles tightened hard only to let go of you completely a mere second after. Your breathing fell heavy and the wait was over. Your core pulsated tight around his thick cock, still thrusting deeply into you.
As you came around him he moaned loud, the pulsating tightness sending him closer to his own high.
“Yes.” He grunted, his fingertips digging into your back.
He went slower and deeper, his breathing heavy as he released.
“Yes baby.”
His body weighed down on you more than before as his last energy left him, making him collapse on top of you, still deeply buried inside you as he cummed.
He kissed your jaw.
Two heavy breaths and he rolled you over to the side, sliding out of you. He pulled you closer, his head against your chest and his hand moving up and down your back.
He closed his eyes.
Your hand played with his long locks and his breathing getting steady again.
You kissed his head.
The next morning you woke up in the same position, the blanket pulled up over you to protect you both from the cold.
Taehyung was still fast asleep.
You carefully untangled yourself out of his grip and headed towards the bathroom.
Your legs felt unsteady but you quickly regained control of them after a few steps.
You cleaned yourself off, some of his cum had spilled down your inner thigh, not that you minded.
After a quick shower you walked into his closet room. You didn’t question the fact that there were multiple options of clothes for you to wear in his closet.
You grabbed a bra and panties and put them on in front of the mirror. Turning around you noticed 10 subtle bruises on your back. He must have been rougher than you thought. You poked one of them and made a face at the moderate pain.
Pain in a dream? By now you would’ve woken up…
But this dream felt different… and the more you thought about it, the less you could remember from before you woke up on the beach…
You shook your head and grabbed a white dress from one of the coat hangers. It was short and flowy, of course with a lace detail. Taehyung seemed to have a thing for that…
You walked back out into the bedroom.
Taehyung had woken up and was leaning against the headboard, the covers covering the lower half of his naked body.
“Did I wake you up?” You asked, walking towards the bed.
He shook his head and held his hand out for you.
You grabbed it and sat down next to him.
His other hand reached up to move your hair behind your ear.
He admired you.
“We’re having a masquerade tonight.”
“Really?”
He nodded. “But first I want to show you the village, alive.”
You giggled.
Taehyung got dressed and ready and suggested you’d eat breakfast at the local bakery in village, apparently they had really good croissants with a wide selection of filling, from cheese and ham to chocolate, rhubarb and plain.
You walked down the street leading from the palace to the village, Jimin and Yoongi following you from a distance.
You understood that Taehyung was a sort of royalty here… but did the two of you really need them to escort you to the bakery? The village seemed so small and peaceful…
The center of the village reminded you of a Disney style village, cute farm style cottages with store windows framed by carved wood pieces.
The two of you entered the café and Yoongi and Jimin waited outside.
The café was empty besides the staff.
You order a croissant each and a warm beverage.
The tour continued after breakfast but the village seemed far from alive.
Only a few people were to be seen but you assumed most of them were at either work or school
You arrived back at the palace again not long after breakfast.
His grip was strong around your wrist as he dragged you along up the stairs.
Back again in his room, he closed the door behind you.
“Take off your clothes.”
“Why?”
“Do it.”
“Are we getting ready for the masquerade already?”
He slammed his hands against the door, on either side of you, trapping you between the door and his body.
“The masquerade isn’t until late.” He said.
“Then why?” you asked, intimidated.
“I want you to fuck me.” He said boldly.
Your face heated up.
He leaned closer, his lips by your ear.
“I want you to punish me.” He whispered.
“Why?” You whispered back.
“I’ve done horrible things…”
“How horrible?”
“Just fuck me up… I want you so bad.”
A knock on the door interrupted you.
You quickly escaped the trap and hid in the corner of the room while Taehyung opened the door, peaking out slightly not to reveal how hard he was for whoever was knocking.
You recognized Jimin’s voice.
“We located it.”
“Great, we’ll talk about it more later.” He said and closed and locked the door.
He exhaled deeply.
You took off your dress.
He looked over to you, eyeing you up and down in your lingerie.
You walked over to him and he wrapped his arms around your waist, his lips immediately finding yours and his tongue exploring you deeply.
You unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off of him.
He backed both of you towards the bed and sat down on the edge.
You straddled him and tangled your hands in his hair, pulling it slightly.
“More.” He whispered, breathless.
You pulled harder and he groaned.
He pulled you down with him, his back hitting the bed.
Your lips parted from each other and to your sudden surprise he put two of his fingers in your mouth.
You sat up on top of him, your hand grabbing his wrist.
Your other hand stroked his cheek before putting two of your fingers between his lips as well.
He didn’t hesitate to start sucking on your fingers. You pulled out, a string of saliva dripping from your fingers. You pulled his fingers out of your own mouth too.
He told you to fuck him up…
You climbed off the bed, Taehyung looking at you with wide eyes saying “come back”.
You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand.
“Take off your pants.” You ordered.
He did as he was told and quickly unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off along with his underwear. While he was busy you took your bra off and walked over to the edge of the bed where he laying, anticipating.
“Move up.”
“What are you gonna do?” He asked, moving further up the bed.
“You’ll see.”
You climbed up onto the bed, crawling up over his legs.
Taehyung barely blinked.
You wrapped your hand tightly around his cock, before he could moan you pressed your lips against his tip.
He gripped the sheets.
You went further down, letting your tongue trace around the head of his cock before sucking gently.
You pulled him out.
You moved further up and pressed your lips against his again, letting him taste himself.
He moved his arms to hold you put your quickly pinned them down against the mattress.
Once your lips parted, his lips were glistening and his breathing was unsteady.
But his eyes still looked at you that same loving way.
You placed your hands around his neck to trace down his shoulders and over his chest, but as you moved your hands down he quickly reached up to stop you.
“Choke me.” He begged.
Not really knowing what to do you just squeezed his neck tightly and he smirked widely.
His hands covered yours, urging you to squeeze him tighter but you flicked his hands away and let go of him. Instead you leaned in and kissed his neck before starting to suck on the sensitive skin, making sure you would leave a dark painful hickey.
He moaned.
You reached down over his chest, your fingers brushing softly over his nipple.
You playfully pinched it and he squirmed.
His breathing got heavier, he was getting off from the pain.
Your lips left his neck and you kissed him passionately.
He squirmed again and his hand suddenly squeezed your backside.
Was he close?
You climbed off of him, the loss of your touch made him sad.
His cock was covered in precum.
He was sensitive to pain.
“Don’t let me cum.” He said in a shaky voice.
You wrapped your hands around his cock again.
“Then don’t.” You said in a bitchy tone and started jerking him off.
“Fuck!” He screamed.
You increased your speed and he bit down on his lip hard.
Suddenly you let go.
His fist punched the mattress.
You stood up and walked towards the closet room.
“Don’t touch yourself.”
You grabbed the purple ribbon from yesterday and walked back into the bedroom.
His hands were covering his face.
“I didn’t touch myself.” He said.
His cum had squirted all over his abdomen.
“I couldn’t hold back.”
You didn’t mind.
You wrapped the ribbon around his cock and tied a tight bow before straddling him.
You positioned him by your entrance and slowly slid down his thickness.
The overstimulation got to him immediately and his hands gripped your thighs tightly.
It didn’t take long for him to cum again, this time inside of you.
But you weren’t done.
He was exhausted.
You reached down to draw circles around your clit as you continued to ride him.
Not long and you reached your climax, clenching tightly around him, making him cry out in pain and pleasure.
You let him slip out and climbed off. You carefully removed the ribbon and stroked his cheek soothingly.
“Thank you.” He stuttered.
He grabbed your hand.
“I love you.”
You snuggled up against him and he fell asleep from exhaustion.
You let him rest and tucked him in.
You walked around in the palace while Taehyung rested, exploring every hall and room.
As you headed back to the bedroom you noticed a door to a room you hadn’t explored yet, further down the hall that the bedroom was connected to.
It was locked.
All other doors had been unlocked.
When you returned to the room Taehyung had woken up again.
“Do you think I’m fucked up?” He suddenly asked, shameful
You shook your head.
“Do you love me?”
You nodded.
He smiled and hid his face in his hands.
You walked over to the bed and sat down by his side.
He sniffed.
You moved his hands away from his face to kiss him.
He was crying, tears streaming down his face with guilt.
“Are you ok sweetie?” You asked, cupping his cheek.
“Promise you love me.”
“I love you.”
You did.
You held him until he calmed down.
“I don’t believe you can do horrible things.” You said, referring to what he said earlier
“I didn’t think I could.”
“What exactly is the thing you did?”
“You’ll understand.” he said. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” You said and kissed him gently on the lips.
Taehyung got in the shower and quickly washed off, you had to get ready for the masquerade.
In the closet room he had prepared a long white lace gown for you, white pants and a white shirt with fine details for himself. The masks were in a box, still unseen by your eyes.
You got dressed and Taehyung walked in just in time to help you with the zipper of your dress. It was long with bell sleeves, mesh where it was appropriate and expensive looking lace.
Taehyung got dressed himself and reached for the box with the masks.
He opened it when someone knocked on the door again.
He closed the box and left the room.
“Taehyung we need to talk about this before the guests arrive, it’s urgent.”
It was Yoongi.
Taehyung walked back to the closet room.
“I’ll be back in a sec my love.” He kissed your cheek and left.
You heard the door to the bedroom close.
You grabbed the box and opened it to have a look at the masks, to your surprise they looked… scary. They weren’t vintage style masks or monster masks, they were just plain white.
You waited for a while and Taehyung still hadn’t returned so you decided to walk downstairs.
At the top of the staircase you could see various people entering the palace, all wearing white masks, some simple, some extravagant decorated with pearls and feathers. You walked down the stairs and people looked curiously towards you, not being able to read their expressions behind the masks you assumed they looked because you were a stranger to them or for the fact that you weren’t wearing a mask like everyone else. You walked into the banquet hall, it was dimly lit with a live band playing on the other side of the hall. Decorations hung from the walls and ceiling, black mesh fabric and floral sculptures spray painted black. It was an interesting contrast to all the guests wearing white, the guests symbolizing light in darkness in a way. Kitchen staffs, them too wearing masks, were carrying various plates of appetizers around the room. The room itself was in golden tones, the art piece in the ceiling symbolized a church painting with all the angels and clouds… But the angel’s wings were all painted black…
Suddenly someone grabbed your arm and yanked you to the side of the room.
“What are you doing down here?” Taehyung’s voice asked in a scolding tone. He was wearing his mask and carrying yours in his hands.
“I got bored.”
“You were supposed to wait for me.”
He sounded annoyed.
He put on your mask and secured it with the ribbon attached.
“Don’t leave my side.” He said and grabbed your hand tight, leading you back into the swarm of people.
With a simple gesture and his hand on your waist he turned you to face him. People around you were dancing to the soft music and so you did too.
His hand moved to your back and pushed you closer to him.
“I don’t bite.” He teased, his tone still dominant.
You felt your cheeks heat up.
The mask he was wearing made him look intimidating, but you found comfort in his familiar dark eyes. You moved across the floor, your eyes looking all over, curious about who all these people were.
“You’re distracted.”
“Huh? No I’m just curious.”
“Fascinated?”
“Who are all these people? Do you know them?”
“They’re the villagers.”
“All of them?” You asked surprised.
“The ones that could make it.”
That was very hostile of him to invite the villagers to his palace, you thought to yourself.
The mood eased and the music became more upbeat.
“What did Yoongi have to say?” You asked.
“It’s no concern.” He smiled behind the mask.
“It sounded like it would be when he called it urgent.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
You let it slide for now, but you were for sure going to ask him about it again later. Something felt weird and you wanted to know.
One of the staff passed through the dancing people with a tray of drinks and Taehyung grabbed two.
The staff didn’t speak and only nodded gently before moving on through the crowd.
Taehyung handed one of the glasses to you and you took a sip. Whatever was in the glass was unexpectedly sweet… but bitter.
A brief moment later you noticed Jimin and Yoongi walking towards the two of you. Taehyung was having a conversation with one of the guests. You wanted to mingle around but Taehyung wouldn’t let go of your hand for even a second.
They were both wearing masks but they were dressed in their normal formal wear and not all white like the rest of the guests.
Turning away from Taehyung you started up a conversation with the two.
Jimin complimented you on your gown and Yoongi didn’t say much.
You continued with some small talk but it didn’t take long until you asked Jimin what you wanted to know.
“What were you talking about earlier? Did something happen?” You asked sounding concerned.
Taehyung squeezed your hand.
“I… Something we lost was found again and I was just too excited to tell about it.” Jimin said, smiling brightly.
“What was it?”
Jimin looked at Yoongi.
“Don’t worry about it.” Yoongi smiled.
You were tired of hearing that by now.
“Don’t worry about it.” “You’ll understand.” Frustration was growing within you.
Time passed and Jimin and Yoongi left as a bell rang.
Taehyung turned back to you as his conversation was interrupted by another ringing.
“Try to enjoy yourself and don’t think about earlier too much, over-thinking isn’t good for you.” He whispered.
One of the band members announced a toast, for the village and its people and of course Taehyung.
“It has come to our acknowledgement that his voice has returned.” The people cheered.
You thought back of the two of you at the beach.
Did everyone know? Did everyone know about you? That you kissed?
You remembered his words. Don’t over-think, enjoy yourself.
Taehyung kissed your hand before he let go of it and made his way towards the band.
He shook the hand of the band member before taking the microphone from him. He placed it back on the stand and removed his mask.
“He’s so handsome!” You heard someone squeal behind you and giggle.
“I know right!” another said.
You ignored it, but a sense of pride filled you up.
You expected him to make a speech but were surprised when the music suddenly started to play again… Was he going to sing?
His hand gently grabbed the microphone.
His voice was like honey… deep, soothing and almost hypnotizing…
He was passionate, a quality he possessed that you were more than familiar with already.
He made eye contact with you, long enough for you to blush behind your mask. A smirk spread across his face as if he could sense your pink cheeks.
You felt drawn to him.
Drawn to his voice, his presence…
The song came to an end and the room turned silent. He smirked towards you again.
He took a step back from the microphone and the liveliness in the hall suddenly returned as the guests applauded him.
He put his mask back on.
It was like he disappeared in front of the people the second he put it on. Immediately blending in with the crowd, and everyone losing sense of who was who…
He headed straight towards you.
His confident steps along with the mask almost frightened you.
His presence felt stronger. Your heart was beating faster.
He grabbed your hand and leaded you out of the hall without a word.
His grip was tight.
“Where are we going?” you asked.
He didn’t respond.
He led you to the terrace.
The view from the terrace was over the palace garden, covered with rose bushes and the lake with the moon reflecting brightly on the surface.
Taehyung let go of your hand and removed his mask.
With some hesitation you removed yours as well.
His hand reached up to cup your cheek and his lips pressed softly against yours.
He tried to deepen the kiss but you pulled away to his disappointment.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, concerned.
“Taehyung…”
He moved a strand of hair behind your ear.
“I want you to explain what’s going on.”
“I… I can’t… you’ll-”
“You said I would understand but I just feel more and more confused! I don’t understand the dream!”
“You… you think this is a dream?” He looked devastated.
“I don’t know.” You held back tears. “Taehyung I’m so confused… I can’t remember anything.”
He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close.
“I-I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“It is…” a tear made its way down his cheek. “I’m so fucking selfish.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I… I don’t how to explain, but when I figure it out, you’ll…you’ll understand.” It hurt him to say it, knowing you hated that phrase. “Please never doubt that anything I do isn’t out of love for you.” He kissed your head. “I love you so much.” He whispered.
Your hands were holding a tight grip of his shirt.
“I love you too.”
Your words made him feel less tense.
“You have a beautiful voice.” You continued.
“Thank you.” He sniffed and let out a chuckle.
He took a step back, letting his hands slide from your back down your arms to grab your hands.
You put your masks back on and walked back inside. The night came to an end and the guests left.
Taehyung was in bed, he had the covers pulled up to his hips, exposing his bare upper body.
He looked at you as you got ready to join him in the large bed.
You found a pajama set of black satin in the wardrobe and easily slipped into it before climbing into bed. You snuggled up close to Taehyung’s body, your head resting on his shoulder and your hand on his abdomen.
“Did you enjoy yourself?” He asked.
You nodded.
His hand moved up and down your back soothingly.
You were tired, the masquerade had gone on for longer than you thought and your lack of energy hit you as you crawled in under the soft sheets and next to Taehyung’s warm body.
The room was silent.
The only noise being a subtle whistle from the wind outside.
Before you knew it the two of you had fallen asleep.
The rain was violently hitting the windows as you woke up.
The room was dark and Taehyung was asleep.
It was in the middle of the night.
The rain made too much noise for you to fall back to sleep so you decided to get up and find something warm to drink and hopefully the rain would calm down while you did so.
You managed to untangle yourself from Taehyung’s sleepy hold and grabbed one of his night gowns before leaving the room.
You carefully closed to door behind you and made your way towards the staircase. But before you had a chance to take a step, something caught your attention from the corner of your eye.
The door at the end of the hallway that had been previously locked stood open.
Curious you turned around and headed towards the room.
You pulled the door open and peaked in.
It was empty…
But the floor was slightly lowered and covered in water.
Was there a leak?
You stepped inside.
The room looked like it was intended to be renovated, the walls were worn out and half-dead branches were crawling up the sides of the room. A few withered rose bushes were placed around the room but besides that there wasn’t much else, just a marble table…
“What are you doing in here?” Taehyung’s voice startled you so much that you let out a scream.
He grabbed your arm, trying to pull you out of the water you hadn’t realized you’d stepped in.
“Do you know how afraid I get when I wake up and you’re missing?” He was angry.
“I was going to get something to drink, the rain woke me up, I’m sorry if I woke you up too.” You said softly.
“There’s nothing to drink in here. Come back to bed, NOW.” He yanked at your arm.
He shut the door behind you and made sure it shut properly so it would lock.
“Are you mad at me?”
“I- just don’t wander off like that ok? That door is meant to be locked for a reason.” He dragged you back into his room.
“It wasn’t much to see anyway.”
A wave of anger washed over him.
“If you knew what that room was you’d regret saying that.” He muttered under his breath.
“What?”
He closed the door behind you and shoved you up against it.
“I said if you knew what that room was meant for, you’d regret saying that.” He scolded.
“w-what is it for?” You asked, intimidated.
“You don’t need to know that… not now.”
He stared into your eyes.
The rain was still heavy outside.
“What you need now is to be distracted sweetie.” He tilted his head to the side and pressed his lips against your neck.
He felt like a different person when he was angry…
He wrapped his arms around your waist and picked you up with ease. He carried you to bed and let you fall on your back before crawling up on top of you, his lips attacking you as he latched onto your lower lip.
He moved his hands up your sides, pulling the black silk along with him before pulling it off your head.
You tangled your fingers in his hair and he kissed you rougher.
His hands tangled in your hair as well and he moaned into the kiss.
If his only goal was to distract you he had over-achieved that goal long ago.
He pulled away, letting you catch your breath and moved down to your breasts. His touch made a shiver go down your spine. His tongue licked around your right nipple before he started sucking harshly, his hand squeezing your other breast tightly.
“T-Taehyung…”
“Mmm?”
“Ji-Jimin is here.”
Taehyung’s eyes shot open and he quickly turned around to look towards the door.
“I-I’m sorry, I heard screaming.” Jimin stuttered, flustered by the door.
You grabbed the sheets to cover yourself.
“It’s ok, thank you.” Taehyung said in a strict tone.
Jimin closed the door and left.
Taehyung’s face was bright red when he turned back around to face you.
You couldn’t help but let out a giggle.
He raised his brow at you and snorted.
“Where were we?”
You couldn’t allow yourself to respond.
He snatched the sheet off of you and grabbed your ankles, pulling them apart from each other.
Your shorts got tossed to the floor and he moved up closer.
His fingers trailed gently over your slit before parting your lips.
His tongue licked teasingly slow, down, up with a flick over the most sensitive area.
Two of his fingers slowly pushed past your entrance, curling upwards as his palm added pressure. His lips were sucking gently at your clit as he increased the movement of his fingers, curling, scissoring and doing all he could to prepare you for what he had in mind. He let his fingers slip out as your breathing became heavier. Placing his fingers by his lips he quickly licked them clean.
He stood up on his knees and pulled down his pajama pants, exposing himself. A thin stream of pre-cum had made its way down his shaft. He stroked himself a few times before getting out of his remaining piece of clothing fully and tossing them to the floor.
His thumb stroked over the head and his teeth sunk into his lip.
He sat down with a heavy sigh and jerked himself faster.
You moved your thighs closer together, not going un-noticed.
His strong hands grabbed your ankles again to re-position your legs as far apart as possible.
He eyed you up and down, thinking.
Suddenly he grabbed your sides and rolled you over onto your stomach. He reached for one of the pillows. “Hips up.” He ordered and placed the pillow under your hips.
He climbed on top of you, with one hand he moved your hair to your shoulder and leaned in towards the other one.
His lips pressed softly against the curve between your neck and shoulder.
He dragged the tip of his cock between your slit teasingly, coating himself with your wetness before sliding in, tip only.
“Are you ready?” He whispered and placed another kiss on against your shoulder.
You nodded.
You suffocated a scream, afraid that Jimin or Yoongi would be alerted again when he suddenly thrusted hard and deep into you.
“Be quiet” He whispered and put two of his fingers in your mouth.
He pulled out and thrusted hard back in again with a moan.
Why was he allowed to make noise?
He went hard.
Pulling out fast and thrusting deep, his hips slapping against your ass with each.
His warm breath against your neck made you shiver.
He increased his speed even more, grunting, breathless.
As he hit your sweet spot you accidently bit down on his fingers. He leaned down to kiss your shoulder, you thought as he suddenly bit gently.
You squirmed, much to his delight as he got even closer to his release.
He pulled out his fingers, grabbing your hips with both hands as he tried to go even deeper, stretching you to your limit.
The pressure was unbearable, teasing your orgasm each time as he pulled away right before you were close.
He moaned against your ear, making you even more turned on than you thought you could be.
You needed release.
Now.
“I want you to have it all.” He whispered. You tensed.
You didn’t know what got into him but suddenly he was licking up your back, nibbling at your ear and holding you tight at the waist.
Your hands were in tight fists as you thighs tensed up even more, with heavy breathing he got you close again, thrusting faster he sent you off the edge. You bit your lip as your core clenched tightly around him and all your muscles tensed up only to release into relief.
“Good girl.” He panted.
His weight was heavy on your back as he thrusted one last time before exhaustion hit, he moved his hips slowly a few final times with moans of relief as he released.
He kissed your shoulder again, remaining inside a while longer before carefully pulling out and leaving you with an empty feeling.
“Stay.” He ordered and climbed off of you.
You heart rate and breathing had a chance to calm down.
Curiously you looked over your shoulder as you heard wet sounds coming from behind you.
He was jerking himself off.
He skin was glowing from sweat, his hair sticking to his forehead and his chest moving up and down in rhythm with his breathing. It didn’t take long, the sensitivity making him whimper as he got close again. He quickly climbed back over you and pushed in carefully to cum a second time.
His thighs were shaking and he pulled out, some of his cum leaking out on the pillow beneath you.
He fell onto his back neck to you, trying to regain control of his senses.
If that didn’t distract you enough he wouldn’t know what to do anymore…
You removed the pillow and threw it to the floor. You rolled over on to your side and placed your head on his chest. His heart was beating fast.
The next morning Taehyung woke up before you, as he shifted in bed you woke up as well.
“Did I wake you up?” He whispered in his deep morning voice.
“It’s ok.” You said sleepily and nuzzled him.
He chuckled and placed a hand on your head, stroking you.
You had a shower together… a long one before getting ready for what this day had in store.
In the closet you reached for one of the black dresses but Taehyung stopped you.
“W-wear something white.” He smiled awkwardly
“Oh, ok.” You shook your shoulders and picked out something white instead, it wasn’t a big deal.
You picked a simple white dress, but to your surprise Taehyung was dressed in all black. Black slacks, a black shirt and a thin black coat, so long it almost touched the floor.
You walked down stairs to eat and Yoongi and Jimin were seated by the table. You couldn’t help but blush at the sight of Jimin but he seemed calm.
Breakfast was already served by the table but the atmosphere felt off… was it because of Jimin yesterday anyway?
You took a seat.
“Do you want some tea?” Taehyung asked, all three of them looking at you.
“I’m fine.” You smiled.
“Anything to drink?”
“No, it’s ok.” You said and reached for the bread.
They exchanged looks.
“It’s important to stay hydrated.” Yoongi said.
“It is.” You said, ignoring them as you prepared your sandwich.
Breakfast was awkward.
Later you went to the grand library in the palace, it was a room you hadn’t had the chance to look through properly yet. Taehyung was away doing business somewhere else with Jimin and Yoongi was in the library, to either keep you company or keep an eye on you.
“Where’s the erotic section?” You asked, purposely making Yoongi laugh.
“Come on her for sure has to have at least one.” You laughed.
Encyclopedias and history…
You voyaged deeper between the shelves. Suddenly you stumbled upon a shelf of books with no texts on the back. They were all covered with black velvet and without any information as to what type of book it was. You reached for one and opened it, it was in a different language. You couldn’t place what language it was, you had never seen anything similar.
Yoongi suddenly passed by the shelf.
“You shouldn’t read those.” He said and reached out to grab the book but you turned away from him and closed it on your own behalf and put it back in the shelf. You could actually do it yourself… telling you no was enough….
“When are Taehyung and Jimin coming back?” You asked.
“I don’t know, soon but could also be a lot sooner.”
“What are they doing?”
“You don’t need to worry about that.” He smiled comfortingly.
You didn’t return the smile.
You were going to worry about it. You were tired of this.
You walked out of the library and headed towards Taehyung’s room, Yoongi following your every step from behind.
Before he had a chance to catch up you closed the bedroom door and locked it.
“Hey, I need to be in the same room, Taehyung’s orders.”
“I’m changing my outfit!” You said, annoyed.
You headed towards the window and opened it.
Yoongi shook the door handle.
“I’m naked!”
“Now isn’t the time to change your clothes, come out of there now!”
“Then tell me what’s going on!”
You heard a faint “fuck” come from behind the door.
You looked out from the window to see if there was anything that could support you to climb down. Conveniently there was a wooden fence for the vines growing up the wall. You carefully climbed out of the window, using the wooden fence as a ladder.
Finally you were having a bit of fun.
You smiled to yourself as your feet came in contact with the grass. You started running across the yard, the feeling of the grass on under your bare feet felt freeing. You decided to go to the lake.
You looked behind yourself every now and then. There was still no Yoongi in sight.
You squeezed through the bushes surrounding the palace garden, accidently ripping your dress.
A reached a dirt road, a few villagers were walking along it and they turned to you with wide eyes as you ran past.
“Stop her!” Yoongi’s voice echoed.
You turned around and realized he had noticed you and caught up.
The villagers looked confusingly at the two of you as Yoongi ran past them.
“Please stop!” He yelled. “It’s dangerous here!”
You stopped.
Yoongi reached you in no time and grabbed your arm tightly.
“What are you doing?” He asked, out of breath.
“I wanted to go to the lake.” You said innocently.
“Today isn’t a good day for that ok-“
“Yoongi.”
He went silent.
“Please tell me what’s going on.”
He sighed and let go of your arm.
“I really want to tell you… But Taehyung forbid me.”
“What’s so secret about that room?”
Yoongi looked confused.
“What room?”
“The room that’s being renovated.”
“It’s… You’ll find out today.” He said and grabbed your arm again.
“Where the fuck were you!?” Taehyung yelled.
You didn’t respond.
He looked at Yoongi.
He didn’t respond.
“I think you need to tell her.” Yoongi said.
“Tell her what.”
“It’s enough Taehyung.” Jimin filled in, standing by his side.
The intimidating expression changed into a nervous frown.
“If you don’t we will.” Yoongi said
“You can’t threaten us in front of her.” Jimin continued.
Panic was boiling within him.
Without a word he grabbed your wrist and dragged you with him, leaving Yoongi and Jimin behind.
He led you upstairs and down the hallway… he continued and stopped in front of the room.
You both entered and he locked it behind you.
“Sit on the table.” He said.
You leaned against it, rebelling.
He placed a hand against the table on each side of you, leaning close.
“Did Yoongi tell you anything?”
“No.”
He sighed.
“Just tell me what’s going on!” You yelled.
Taehyung took a step back immediately.
He covered his mouth with his hand… he was shaking.
“Tell me or wake me up!”
“Stop calling it a dream!” He begged, his eyes started tearing up.
“Then what is it?”
“You break my heart when you call it that…”
You remained silent.
“You’ll hate me…”
“I love you, you know I do.” You said in a strict tone.
There was a moment of silence before he suddenly covered his face with his hands and fell down on his knees.
“Taehyung?” You walked closer to him, worried.
His face was covered in tears.
“I- I’m so fucking selfish!” He cried out.
You kneeled down in front of him and whipped away his tears, but they kept coming.
“Is… is this the same reason you wanted me to punish you the other day?”
He nodded.
“Taehyung you need to tell me, you’re obviously not well keeping this inside.”
He took a deep breath.
“You’re dead.”
“What?”
“I… I killed you.” He covered his face again.
“I don’t understand.”
“The lake… I- I’ve been watching you for so long… when you fell I couldn’t stop myself I-“ His tears made it hard for him to speak. “I know you saw me in your dream, it’s because I was there! I was always there! I gave up my voice so I could keep you company each night… when you fell through the ice I couldn’t help it… I love you so much and I’m so selfish I… I drowned you… I drowned you so I could be with you… so you could be with me… I love you.” He looked deeply into your eyes.
“I … I love you too, I still do.”
He cupped your cheek.
“I’m sorry.”
“How did you…”
“You’re on the other side… I took you here… because I wanted you here… because I’m selfish.”
“You’re not selfi-“
“I AM!” He cried. “Don’t tell me I’m not because I know I am! I’ve committed greed… in form of you.”
“I don’t remember anything before the ice…”
“I’m sorry.”
“I want to be here.”
“You don’t.” He looked down, his posture slumping even more.
“I want to be with you.”
“I… I feel so guilty.”
You wrapped your arms around him.
“I’m death… I’m the ruler of the other side… It sounds worse than it is… I’m good, I promise, but I sinned… the villagers can’t know…”
You placed your hand under his chin and placed a soft kiss on his lips.
“I still love you.”
“The reason I didn’t want you to be in this room…” He sniffed. “I understand if you’ll want to leave…”
“What is this room?”
“It’s-“ He swallowed. “When you come here… you part from your body in the real world… but because I ki-killed you… Your body … When I found you, your body was still in the lake and I sent Jimin and Yoongi to find it so we could bury it so you wouldn’t have to see it and realize who I was but it-“ He sniffed. “I kept it here… because I wanted to give you a real ceremony… I’m not a murderer! I couldn’t just dump a part of you like that! I didn’t want you to have to see yourself like that… something I caused… People end up at the lake all the time, independently… But I- I went crazy. My voice was gone, I was desperate to have you here so I jumped into the lake to get you… where you belong… with me.” He sniffed. “I left you in the lake so I could find your soul before anyone else did…”
“I belong here?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be…. But, where is my body?”
“In the real world, where it belongs. But… I needed you.”
“Taehyung it’s ok.”
“I didn’t even ask you if you wanted this…” he sniffed. “The masks… I was afraid someone might have seen your body and recognized you… I’m so sorry. And the room, the room I perform the ceremonies here… I travelled to your dreams here… The water is from the lake… I’d sleep on the table… but when I woke up my voice was gone… I thought I had become punished for my sins but I read and studied and my voice was with you… because you needed to be here… and rule with me… because I was in love with you and you… you were in love with me. When you fall in love with… death…”
“You have to die?”
He nodded.
“If I stayed away from your dreams this would’ve never happened…”
“Are you sure?”
“I don’t know! But I- I did it all… I took you here… we had sex… so much sex…”
“and I love all of it.”
“After I took you here… you had a chance of going back… this sounds so fucked up I- but if you saw your own body you could’ve gotten back… but I know I wouldn’t let you or tell you how to… instead I had sex with you… meaning that… you could never leave… But I wanted you so bad.”
“I understand.”
He looked up at you with big eyes.
“You do?”
You nodded.
“It’s the dark side of me… but killing you, taking you here and let you commit any of the seven deadly sins would trap you here… having sex with me just seemed… I’m so selfish but it’s the one I wanted! Because I’m so fucking selfish!”
“I’m glad you picked that one.”
He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close.
“I love you so much.” He sniffed.
“I love you too.”
“I’ll teach you everything you need to know if you want to rule with me… it’s your choice.”
“I want to.”
“Promise me that it’s your pure will.”
“Taehyung… I want to.”
“Can you forgive me?”
“I already have.”
“How?”
“Because I have nothing but love for you in my heart, no matter what would’ve happened, I still fell in love with you, you didn’t pick me, you didn’t cause this, we caused this… WE fell in love Taehyung, this was meant to be.”
For the first time he smiled.
He kissed you passionately.
Thunder suddenly roared outside and he pulled away.
“It’s not a good idea to kiss in here…” He said shyly.
You couldn’t help but think what would happen if the two of you had sex in here…
Taehyung stood up, his clothes dripping from the water. He reached his hand out to help you up and you left the room.
“I like when you wear white… it symbolizes life.” He smiled.
“Then why are you wearing black?”
“I had a thing to attend…”
“Thanks.”
He squeezed your hand.
Yoongi and Jimin were anxiously walking back and forth downstairs.
“He’s gonna kill us.” Jimin said.
“Nah…”
“He’s gonna kill me!”
“You weren’t even meant to keep an eye on her… “
“You remember the screaming last night?”
“Yeah, what was that about?”
“I walked in on them… you know.”
“It was nice knowing you.”
“Stop!” He whined.
“He’s so loud it woke me up and if he does it again he’ll be the one to die.”
“Well good luck with that since neither of us can.”
“It’s just an expression.”
They got interrupted by you and Taehyung returning.
Taehyung was smiling, but his face showed clearly that he had been crying.
“Everything ok?” Jimin asked.
“Yes.” Taehyung nodded, relieved.
Jimin and Yoongi look relieved.
“But I still want to have a word with you tomorrow Yoongi.”
Jimin grinned mockingly at Yoongi.
Later that night you were snuggled up tight against Taehyung’s bare chest.
You felt closer to him than ever before.
Like the one cloud from the sky had finally passed.
“Tomorrow, we’ll go to the lake.” Taehyung promised.
Early the next day the two of you headed to the lake, without Yoongi and Jimin.
Taehyung was carrying a picnic basket and you carried a beach bag.
The weather was nice and sunny.
There was a path leading to a private beach from the palace garden, on your way you could see some of the villagers playing and enjoying themselves at the beach on the other side.
“They’re happy.” Taehyung smiled.
“Are you?” You asked.
He nodded, smiling shyly.
You laid out a giant blanket in the sand and set it up all cozy.
“I have one last thing to ask you…” Taehyung suddenly said.
“You can ask me anything, I want you to be honest and straight forward with me from now on.”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin
Characters: Kim Taehyung | V, Park Jimin (BTS)
Additional Tags: vmin au, Fluff and Smut, Dom Park Jimin (BTS), Sub Kim Taehyung | V
Summary:
Taehyung goes to Paris to escape the stress of his life back home. While he is lost in the city he finds a man dancing in the middle of an art show. Only having a picture to go by, he searches the city of love to put a name to the mysterious face he captured.
Do you have any fics where one of them goes into subspace?
hmm well we have a dom/sub tag and sub tae and sub jungkook tags you can look through! but i’ll go ahead and list fics that i found that kind of specifically mention subspace in some way or one of them definitely seems to go into subspace
Do You Even Yak? series by nikkumeul - A collection of episodes based off of real yaks (linked to each fic in the Notes section).
(all of me is) all for you by veridiae - The sun has always loved Taehyung the most. (or: in which Jeongguk discovers that his fingers fit perfectly in the hills and valleys Taehyung’s ribcage create)
i can feel that body shake, and the heat between your legs by taetastic - Jeongguk burns with the desire to keep Taehyung like this forever, to spoil and degrade and dominate.
heat by 140503 - Jeongguk really missed Taehyung while he was gone. “Yeah, Daddy,” Jeongguk says softly, his stomach jumping with excitement. Even after a year together, he still thrills at talking to Taehyung this way. And Taehyung always indulges him, plays right along. “Yeah? Daddy now, huh?” Taehyung nips at Jeongguk’s earlobe. “Does my little tease need to be taught a lesson? Have you been bad, Gukkie?”
The Burgundy Twist by drymartaeni - Jeongguk has always hated losing. Loathes it to a point where the people around him, as well as himself, sometimes thinks he takes himself just a bit too seriously. Luckily for him, he has a lovely hyung to bring him back to earth. To show him just how satisfying coming in second can really be.
Burlesque by MmeIrene - tumblr prompt: “I have stabbed people with these heels before and I’m not afraid to do it again, so I would suggest not pissing me off.” Taehyung is a burlesque dancer, but it takes a while before he feels comfortable enough to clue his boyfriend in. The wait is worth it.
untitled by sweetlyblue - tae in heels, bby!jk and humiliation
i forget to breathe (when i’m with you) by locks - “Do we have a deal, angel,” Taehyung repeats, and Jeongguk can hear that he’s losing his patience, hands resting on his hips. Jeongguk lifts his head, snapping the lid closed. “Pleasure doing business with you, daddy,” he nods, sending a grin up to Taehyung who just narrows his eyes at him. “You’re lucky I like you,” Taehyung mutters, sounding mildly threatening as he steps over to him and tilts Jeongguk’s chin up, leaning down to press a kiss against his lips. Lucky doesn’t even come close. Or, Jeongguk’s trying to figure out how he ended up with a sugar daddy when all he wanted was a couple packets of instant noodles.
Suspenders, Daddy Issues & Miracle of Halloween by chimscharli - Taehyung blinks, and then blinks again. Because he was planning on coming here, to Jungkook’s room, and raising hell. Asking him why he didn’t let him visit at the hospital, why he wouldn’t say ‘I love you’ back.To scream at Jungkook, asking him to just please, for fuck’s sake, wear the dresses the coach had given to them as punishment for their squabbling to the Halloween party and let’s get it over and done with. That Taehyung would be with him every step of the way and everyone would probably just find it hilarious. That it was going to be okay. No one was going to find out Jungkook liked boys just because he wore a dress as a punishment.But he comes to Jungkook’s room, to find… to find this. To find Jungkook kneeling on his bed, thighs wide open, naked from the waist up, whining with a hand pressing down on his clothed cock, riding a vibrator stuck inside his ass. With pastel pink suspenders and knee-high socks adorning his beautiful, scarred thighs, constricting the muscle and making the flesh ripple every time he settles around the toy again. What the fuck is Taehyung supposed to do now?
dusk till dawn by aeterisks - Jeongguk thought he had his life all planned out: slay the vampires and don’t get killed. But when he loses everything he had, Kim Taehyung appears with centuries of loneliness behind him, and a new life for Jeongguk to have.
shoot: swallow my heart by jjks - Jeongguk would be lying if he said he’d never thought of Jimin and Taehyung having sex.
nice dream by frevan - … And he awakens, drenched in sweat, to see Jeongguk leaning over him. He feels an unmistakeable tightness in his pants. How embarrassing. “Are you okay?” the other asks, face pink. Taehyung blinks a couple of times. “Yeah, just a dream, no worries,” he reassures, voice scratchy. He hopes Jeongguk can’t tell.
wild thoughts by jiminfromheaven - “Taehyung. Oh my God. You need to get over here.” “What happened? Over where?” “Jungkook went into subspace in the middle of class.” “What the fuck? Oh my God. I’ll be there in 10.”
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Pairing: Taehyung/Jimin
Rated: E
Author: jjks
Length: 31k
when taehyung transfers college and joins a skipping rope team, he's not sure exactly what he expected. surely not for it to be so hard, or for the captain to be so mean.
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Reccer’s Note:
This was a really cute fic, I liked it a lot (and learned some about skipping rope, which I never even knew was a sport). Like the rest of jjks’ works, this fic has great characterization along with an entertaining vmin dynamic that felt so real you could feel the tension between them as a reader ~ K
