Imagine getting squished in between these two fluff-birds!
Beyond Thin Walls
Part One
Overview: You’re best-friends with your neighbors Jeon Jungkook and Kim Taehyung ever since you’ve been able to walk. You guys have been to the same kindergarten, school and now are going to the same college as well. Having two guys always behaving like over-protective brothers could get problematic to some extent especially when it came to your non-existent love life. Do brothers behave like that or do they see you as something more than what a brother and a friend should? What changed one night that it became impossible to pretend from both sides?
Genre: Smut, Romance, body-positive, body image issues, self-consciousness, best-friends to lovers
Pairing: Jungkook x curvy reader x Taehyung
Perspective: 3rd person narrative mixed with the reader’s as well
Picture(s) @Pinterest
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“Yah Taehyung-ie care to explain who disappeared with my pudding?” Lately you’d been noticing that your things are mysteriously disappearing, like that one time you couldn’t find your favorite panty only to stumble across it in the boy’s laundry basket. Nevertheless you’ve always been extra cautious about your stuffs no matter how friendly and brotherly they are, they’re still men and you had your own complexities to begin with so that’s that...
Taehyung was busy tapping away on his cell phone. Jungkook was on the other hand busy updating his software for the latest version of his new favorite game. Yes please ignore me some more, will you? You could only glare at them from the kitchen counter. Blame it on your mum for making two grown-up men tag along with you.
Y/N-ah won’t it be fantastic if you’ve your brothers to take care of you in college?
Yes mum, brothers. If only she knew what kind of thoughts you have been having about them since high school only to brush them under the carpet of your mind every time they would creep out of nowhere. Like for instance, right now both the boys or men what should I say? Never mind my choice of word, were sitting in front of you wearing only their cargo pants.
Jungkook still had the decency to wear a vest but that hardly did anything to cover his pectoral muscles that you’d noticed lately to have toned to a beautiful sight. They were hard and beautiful, he certainly had grown up to be beautiful man. Taehyung’s physique has changed as well, you’d be lying if you said he hadn’t changed at all. Although he wasn’t as muscular as Jungkook, he managed to make it up with his broad shoulders and boxy features. God, you loved them so much that it hurt. Nowadays it’s been hurting somewhere else as well, apart from your heart. That’s why you’re keeping your distance from the boys since you didn’t want to hurt them with how you felt about them. My feelings, you thought, wonder how they’d react if they ever knew came to know... Ugghhh! They simply can’t, Y/N you can’t do that! There’s no way but to keep them buried...Ha! Like that’s gonna be easy if they keep on testing the waters. I might explode one of these days.
The biggest problem that lay with you was that you’d never ever masturbated no matter how many times you’d been assured by Google results that it’s completely harmless an act as imagining your best-friends to fuck you rough and hard! Oh mo! Did you just say that! No no take it back! You kept on slapping yourself till, “Y/N-ah what’s wrong?” It was Jungkook. His doe-like eyes were staring at you, trying to gauge what was going in that head of yours. You’d hate me Jungkook-ah if ever you come to know what fantasies I have about you at night. How I’d wish those hands caress my thighs...
“Y/N-ah yah, are you alright?” Now it was Taehyung looking at you with concern.
Both were waiting for you to say something but there you were stuck in your own little world trying to figure out your next move.
And then you remembered your pudding.
“Ah, ah I was trying to figure out who ate my pudding.” Now it was your turn to get answers. There were still many left unanswered though.
Jungkook was the one to first scratch his head and feign ignorance but fell out on the floor laughing like a maniac. “Oh my goodness Y/N, it was yours was it? I didn’t know about that.” If looks could kill Jungkook would have been long vaporized from your fiery gaze. Taehyung took this as an opportunity to tackle Jungkook in a wrestling form. You suddenly forgot where you were or what condition you were in that without a second thought you jumped on them trying to fight like old times. Little did you know that the equations had started changing, for not only you but for them as well.
In the midst of pulling and pushing both the men to the ground you realized both had frozen all of a sudden. You looked at them with your big round eyes, Taehyung was trying his best to look anywhere but you while Jungkook was simply staring at the ceiling. What’s gotten into them, you wondered. Taehyung broke the spell as he held your gaze and looked down, you followed his gaze to find your baggy shirt being the baggy as it was, was drooping really low and that brought out with it your bra-clad breasts. God, Y/N get up will you? You flashed your boobs! But that was...
“I didn’t do it on purpose,” you’d sprung away from them launching yourself to the corner of the room. You were eighteen and still growing or you didn’t quite know if you were at all. Whatever it was your boobs were your biggest disappointment, they’re small and really small compared to girls around your age. And they’d caught a glimpse of those same, no you’d shown it to them. You felt like digging a hole and planting a, ‘Here lies Y/N, a virgin,’ there and never come back. You were blabbering what not but the boys came closer, Taehyug put his hand on your head and stopped you from banging your head against the wall. Oh how you wish you hadn’t jumped in with them at the first place. But then again you’d been friends for so long that the changes that were taking place with you and around you was something you detested a lot. Why can’t I go back to having pristine, pure thoughts. If only...
“Y/N-ah stop over-thinking,” Jungkook was holding your hands in his bigger ones. Those hands, yaah stop Y/N, then and there, stop it okay? Just breathe for now no need to imagine!
“I’m sorry you had to see that...” You wanted to say something more but right now it didn’t feel right for that.
“Oh, c’mon Y/N you’re like a sister to us why will we...,” a sister? Is that all I am? Is that all I’ll ever be to you two? You wanted to scream but then again what fault were they at? Who’d like to have a girl like you to love like they show in movies. You’re never quite the conscious one to begin with, things only began to change when your best-friends began to date back in high school. The girls they’d date were always pretty, slim and pale. All shiny long hair and long legs. That’s when you began to notice the differences you had, you were neither fat nor chubby but rather curvy and that made you stand out. You never had a thigh-gap to begin with nor did you want to have even now when that’s what majority of the guys preferred. Despite having an average-sized chest your hips were flared and your bum always became the butt of everyone’s joke, a joke your school-mates would prefer not to discuss in front of your best-friends. You started wearing longer skirts and baggy shirts and pants to keep your curves hidden. You were not ashamed to have them not at all, rather you were self-conscious of flaunting them. Skinny had never been your favorite so you never tried fitting in that size rather your slowly crept into a shell. All those times in P.E when the other girls would proudly wear shorts you forced your thighs into pants. Your bum and thighs gave you major headaches every-time mixers would be organized in the college. And every single time you’d end up not going because you didn’t want Taehyung and Jungkook to find you in your hyper-pathetic state.
Their sister-zoning you made it even worse that the only thing you could do is utter sorry for the nth time and disappear into your own room. You didn’t know what to do, tears wouldn’t come out nor were you angry. You just felt really confused. All that thinking had made your headache worse, your body felt limp and dizzy as sleep overcame you.
It was already dark when you woke up, you tapped on your phone screen only to mentally scream in horror. It was midnight, you’d been sleeping all this time since afternoon?! You were hardly sane when you opened the door to the dining, everything was dark. Good, that gives me more reason to eat. Taehyung and Jungkook either have gone to sleep or are out. Whatever it is it didn’t bother you anymore. I am just a friend right? Oh no no, a sister. Your evil side was playing all kinds of mind games with you, you couldn’t keep up with it. Your head was still buzzing and that droning sensation still lingered. Guess I’ve a bee in there?
In your semi-insane semi- sane state of mind you hadn’t been able to guess where you were going only to make you lose your balance and hit the tray of beer cans kept on the kitchen slab. Oh shit! You were already done with keeping them on the tray when a door behind you opened. You were busy doing whatever you were doing only to be interrupted.
“Y/N?” You still felt groggy, pushing your weight on the slab you turned around to meet a topless Taehyung in boxer shorts. What? Am I dreaming?
You opened your eyes big and wide, damn it was the sexy Kim Taehyung in only his undies. Wow! What a sight, isn’t it?
The pale light fell in shades on him sharpening his features than they already were. You could see his shoulder muscles flex as he brushed his hair back. Before you could say something you caught sight of a woman in nothing but a white shirt on her body. You could see her nipples poking out like rings of a grenade. She had come out of the room and right now was clinging on to Taehyung’s arm, uggh definitely a pest this one. She’s gonna create a whole lot of ruckus once Tae kicks her out of his life. Don’t get me wrong both my best-friends might be really handsome but they’re not the stereotypical cliche-tic playboys. It’s not they who cheat rather it’s the other way round, funny right? It’s quite rare to find a girl who’d share similar interests as the guy so when they find out they can neither hold up to Taehyung’s sharp brain nor bear Jungkook’s snarky humor they begin complaining. Both have zero patience for utterly selfish and nagging people and that’s how the one-night stands to potential girlfriends girls end up being in the sewers.
“Tae-tae what’s taking you so long?” Uggh, this girl and her nasally voice. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what Tae’s silence meant. It was a sign for the girl to keep her claws within her bounds and not pry out. She left his arm only to look at me with disgust. What the actual fuck, did she just do that? We just met and she doesn’t even know anything. I was tired and so was my brain, wait a minute I just got up. I guess that’s cue for me to sleep even some more, tomorrow is Saturday, I guess I’ll sleep some more. I don’t want to run into both of them first thing in the morning. Right now I need to square up to Tae. The moment you stepped away from the slab into the center of the room you heard Tae make a sound. It sounded like a gasp. What?
“Umm...Tae I’m sorry about what happened this morning. I really wasn’t in my right mind...” Once again you were rambling badly.
“You did nothing wrong.” What? His voice had dropped low and it came out more like a pant. Did I disturb him in the middle of his adventure? Uff. You looked up to him to find him staring at you, his gaze was somewhat clouded or was it the light that was playing tricks with your sight? Which one is it? His jaw clenched and unclenched, what’s wrong? Oh, I get it, he must be mad for disturbing him. Obviously he must be. I might be a virgin but he has a sex-life right? What right have I got to interrupt him like this? The next thing I knew was Tae’s heavy breath on my cheek as he held me by shoulders. I shivered at our contact. My body felt tingly all over as he breathed hard against my left ear. I felt his nose nuzzle against my lobe, what the actual frack! I’m dreaming right?
His breath came out in rasps as he steadied my shaking body, “Y/N-ah, I think you should wear something.” With that he was gone.
You opened your eyes to find no one in the room, the door to Tae’s room closed violently. It wasn’t a dream was it? You flopped yourself on your bed and stared at the ceiling. What the hell was that?
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Imagine him staring at you like this! :D (too much hormone spilling everywhere okkie ;D) It’s better to sin this way than any other way right? Do let me know how you felt about this short intro! I’d be happy to receive your feedback since it’s my first time attempting a smut!
Get ready for some spice in the next chapters to come!
Summary: {Request} Can I request an angst Jungkook, Yoongi, or Taehyung scenario? As you performed with your group on stage, your boyfriend and other idols are watching in the audience, when all of the sudden you got shot, and the whole building begins to turn into the purest form of panic, terror, and fear, and you nearly die
Word Count: 7k
Genre: Fluff, Angst
Warnings: gun violence, shooting, blood, some strong language (like, two words), fighting between members, hospitals
It was the last concert of your group’s tour, and you all had decided to have it in your hometown of Seoul. You were the lead vocals for your group, HeavyStarter. HeavyStarter was a five-member, all-girl K-Pop group, the first under BigHit Entertainment.
BigHit was actually the place where you met your boyfriends. Yes. Boyfriends. Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook. It surprised you, too, when you found out that the boys were in a relationship, but you were easily accepting of it seeing as how your childhood best friend turned out to be gay. You actual became really close friends with the boys and eventually fell in love with them. However, you knew that they could not possibly love you in that way. They were…well…gay. They astonished you by coming up to you one day after your group’s dance practice and asking you if you wanted to join their relationship. You, of course, accept their wonderous offer. That was two years ago.
Now, here you were, finally back in the same city as them after four months. You just couldn’t wait until you were done with this concert, so you could go home and snuggle with your boys. You missed them greatly, and you were sure that they missed you just as much. The past few weeks, the boys had been blowing up your phone asking you when you were coming home and how much they missed you and wanted you in their arms. With each message, your longing for home just grew and grew, and now you were finally here.
You were backstage getting your makeup done and hair styled when you looked at your phone for the billionth time that night. The boys had texted you earlier saying that they were going to come see you before your concert, but it was twenty minutes before curtain, and they still hadn’t arrived yet. You sighed before placing your phone on the vanity counter.
“I’m sure they’ll be here soon enough, (Y/N),” Hana, one of your idol members said, giving you a side glance as she couldn’t turn her head from the hair stylist.
“I hope so. I was really looking forward to seeing them before we went on stage,” you said.
“Maybe they just got caught up in dance practice or something. You know how it is.”
“Yeah,” you said solemnly.
Only your other members and the members of the boys’ group knew about the relationship. It definitely couldn’t be known to the public. Fans would be in outrage and the ranking and likeness of both groups would be in turmoil. Hell, no one even knew the boys were together except for the groups. Despite hearing about many fans who shipped the two together and would fawn over the idea of them actually being together, the boys had just decided to play it safe with it all.
Ten minutes had passed, and the boys still weren’t there. The lot of you were putting on your shoes, and disappointment sat heavily in your stomach. Brushing it off was a lot harder than you thought it would have been. You should be happy, relieved, anxious. It was your last concert of the tour after all. There was, however, a little glimmer of hope, imagining that they were just waiting for you in the crowd, ready to cheer you on. That was all you could think about as you walked down the long hallway to the side stage.
The five of you stopped right on the side and waited for the lights to go down so your group could go onto stage and get into position. This was when Hana walked up to you and gave your hand a squeeze. “They’ll be out there. They would have to be stupid to miss this.”
She was always the emotional supporter of the group. If anyone ever had any sort of worry or was sad, she was there to lift them up. Here she was, helping you out for the second time tonight. She was truly the only person who kept the entire group from falling into emotional shambles.
You smiled at her in thanks, and you saw the lights go out on the stage, signifying for the five of you to head on stage. As the lead vocals and main dancer, you put yourself in the middle. Once you all were in your stances, the lights came up, and the crowd went absolutely wild.
However, between the STARTER bombs and the spotlights, you really couldn’t see into the crowd, so you truly didn’t know if the boys were in the crowd or not. You finally decided to push them out of your head and focus on the night of dancing and singing before you.
It was about an hour later, and the concert was almost over. It was just a few more songs and your single, which was up next. You had just changed into your outfit for your solo: a white tee with the HeavyStarter’s logo across the front, a three-quarter-sleeve denim jacket, a black skirt that ended right above your knees, and a pair of black Converse high-tops. You were back on the stage within minutes, dancing and singing to your first solo that you had just released a month before the start of the tour.
Flits and flirts and struts and twists and turns. Your body could take every little bit of it, and you absolutely loved how your muscles burned from the exertion the dances gave. However, the feeling was short lived. Above the sounds of the music playing in your ear piece and the chant of the fans, you heard a loud bang. Milliseconds later, you felt a sharp pain and then a pressure in your left abdomen. You looked down at where you felt the pain, and all you could see was red.
Screams. They reverberated off the walls, but you could barely hear them.
Your hearing was going faster than you thought. It must be the shock.
You couldn’t see much of anything, either. Oh, wait. That’s the ceiling. I must have fallen from the impact.
Besides the initial pain, you couldn’t feel much. Your heart felt like it was pounding, and there was some ringing in your ears. In your peripheral vision, you could see your band members running up to you. They towered over you, and they spoke. What are they saying?
Your vision was becoming more and more blurry with each passing moment. You now felt heavy, and you just wanted to go to sleep. But I can’t go to sleep, can I? Whenever this happens to someone on a K-Drama, they always tell them to stay awake, to not fall asleep. But it’s so hard to stay awake. I just want to sleep. Please? Can I just sleep?
Light pressure was placed over where you had seen the red earlier. You tried focusing on the figure, but you couldn’t quite make it out. It almost looked like…Taehyung? So, you did come. But where is Jungkook? You tried turning your head, but it felt like it was full of cement. You tried lifting your left hand. You couldn’t feel yourself do it, but you apparently did. It was covered in red. Blood. Am I going to die?
No. I can’t die.
The boys. They need me, just like I need them.
I’m not ready to go, not just yet.
But it’s so hard to stay.
To stay awake.
I’m so tired.
I’m sorry.
Everyone.
Then, everything seemed to fade away to absolutely nothing.
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Taehyung and Jungkook were on the way to your concert, the rest of BTS in tow. They were running late, and your boyfriends were clearly not happy about it.
“Look, we promised to meet (Y/N) before her concert, but now we aren’t going to be able to. She probably thinks we forgot about her all because SOMEONE HAD to get their coffee at an extremely busy Starbucks. But oooooooohhh. No, it was going to alright because we had PLENTY of time,” Taehyung mocked angrily, glaring at Jimin. “And now we’re stuck in traffic!” Taehyung huffed and hit his back up against the soft leather car seat, crossing his arms in frustration.
“Look!” Jimin almost shouted back. “I said I was sorry! What more do you want from me?”
“How about not make us late!”
“I sa-“
“Stop it before I turn this car around and none of us go to the concert!” Jin shouted from the driver’s seat, acting as the mother goose of the group yet again.
Both Taehyung and Jimin slinked into their seats, pouting. Taehyung looked over at Jungkook who just took his hand and gave it a light, reassuring squeeze. Jimin just slurped his iced caramel macchiato, receiving a glare from Taehyung.
“Why don’t we just text her, tell her we are running late and apologize,” Jungkook suggested.
Taehyung nodded and lifted himself up a little to grab his phone out from his back pocket. He clicked the “on/off” button, and the screen stayed black. Taehyung tried it again, and the screen still wouldn’t turn on. He then began to violently click the button as if it were going to turn it on.
“It’s dead,” Taehyung sighed before dropping it in his lap. “What about your phone?”
Jungkook patted his back pocket and then looked around the floor of the van for it.
“Crap. I left it in my bag back at the studio,” Jungkook groaned.
Taehyung groaned back in response and looked outside. “At least we are almost at the stadium.”
Sure enough, after a few more blocks and fifteen minutes of trying to find a parking spot, they were finally on their way into the building. All seven of them had their masks pulled up to help disguise themselves. The night was about you and your group, not them. They walked in, and they instantly had their tickets scanned, accessing their entry. There was not, however, any form of bag check or a metal detector which seemed odd to the boys, but once they saw the security guards spread throughout the area, they shrugged everything else off. They walked a little further down where they were met with a hallway with silver placards sticking out against double doors, almost like a movie theater.
Yoongi looked at the tickets in his hands and then looked at the placards lining the halls. “Just a little way down,” he said before taking the lead. The rest followed him to section J where their seats were located. They went through the double doors and walked down to where their seats were, which was just a few rows back from the front. It was close enough to see you, but far enough away to where they wouldn’t be caught on camera.
It wasn’t long after they took their seats when the lights went out, and a strong whisper fell over the crowd before it went completely silent. A few moments later, the lights came on, and you and your members stood on stage with you right smack in the middle. The crowd went absolutely wild at the sight of the five of you. Taehyung and Jungkook both felt their breathing hitch in their throats. You were so gorgeous to them. You looked gorgeous to them on any given day, but right now, you were at a whole new level, which neither of them could have ever thought possible.
However, it was when you had come back onto stage for your solo that the boys were on the edge of their seats. The other five boys smiled lightly at how infatuated the maknaes were by you. They could tell that they truly loved you, and they knew that you were one lucky girl. Well, lucky until a loud, metallic bang sounded off the walls, and you suddenly fell to the ground.
The crowd of fans screamed loudly as they saw their beloved idol fall into a heap on the stage. Pure terror filled the fans’ bodies, and their instincts told them to run. So, naturally, that’s what they did. The stadium was now in absolute panic as waves of people started trying to leave the stadium. People were shoved and pushed to the ground, many hit the sides of the chairs as they were shuffled around. No one knew exactly where the gunshot came from, they just knew that it had occurred in that room and as a result, needed to get out of said room.
While everyone was running out the doors, all of the members of BTS were running towards the stage, Jungkook and Taehyung being the fastest. Security guards tried stopping them, but there was no use. The pushed through and jumped onto the stage. Once they got onto the stage, all seven just stood there in shock for a moment. This was when the rest of your group came rushing out, along with backstage security guards.
A red stain on the left side of your once pristine white shirt was growing, and blood was pooling around you slowly but surely. Namjoon remembered reading somewhere about how when a person was shot, their body started directing more blood to the center of the body, trying to protect its most vital organs. However, in this case, it was just doing more damage. You were going to bleed out if something wasn’t done soon.
Apparently, Taehyung had read his mind and instantly took off his jacket, rushing over to you. He placed his jacket over your open wound, trying to stop the bleeding. Blood was quickly seeping through the fabric, staining his favorite jacket forever. It was an expensive Gucci jacket, but that could never compare to how much you were worth to Jungkook and Taehyung, to the rest of BTS, your group, your fans.
Jungkook started crying violently a few feet away, scared for your life. You were one of the loves of his life, and he couldn’t live without you. Now, here you were at your final concert of the tour, laying on the ground in a pool of your own blood. His heart physically hurt looking at you. He could feel his throat constricting, depriving him of his well needed oxygen. He bit his knuckle, trying to keep his sobs from being heard, but once Hoseok wrapped his arms around the youngest member, Jungkook could no longer hold them back.
Jin was off to the side, on the phone with first responders, and Namjoon was by Taehyung’s side, trying to tell him all that he could remember from past readings and checking you for your breathing. Medics now came onto the stage. They quickly thanked Namjoon and Taehyung for their help and took over taking care of you until better equipped professionals arrived. The rest of the HeavyStarters stayed back, watching the medics work on you and looking on at Taehyung and Namjoon with pity as they were covered in blood. Your blood.
“She’s still conscious!” one of the medics said loudly. Sure enough, you had moved your arm up sluggishly before dropping it back down to the ground. Jungkook choked out a sob, hearing the medic’s voice.
“That’s a good sign, right?” Jimin asked, finally making himself known amongst the crowd.
“Well, it means that if she has a concussion, we can keep an eye on her and there is a lesser chance of her slipping into a coma,” the other medic explained.
The first medic nudged the second one, and the second one moved his attention back to you.
“I don’t want to alarm them, but we’re losing her. She just lost consciousness. So much for that little ray of hope there,” the first medic whispered to the second.
The second medic instantly went to place to fingers on your carotid artery. “Pulse is thready.”
“Alright, we need to get control of the bleeding. She’s lost a lot of blood already, and I’m not sure how far out the ambulance is or even what the situation is out there. We could be on lockdown; the shooter could still be out there. We don’t know, so we need to do everything we can to keep this girl safe.”
Taehyung’s heroic adrenalin was now wearing off, and he was feeling his true emotions come through. Sadness. Anxiety. Anger. And the way both of the medics were talking in low voices got to him the most.
“Just tell us what’s wrong with her!” he yelled, trying to take off towards them, but Jin and Yoongi held him back, and a security guard stanced himself to take down Taehyung if the situation arose.
The medics looked at each other, and medic #1 looked over his shoulder at Taehyung. “She’s still breathing, but her pulse is weak. She’s lost a lot of blood.” He then turned to the security guard. “We aregoing to be able to get an ambulance here, right?”
The guard nodded. “I’ve already sent word out to the rest of us that one is on the way. There will always be a few guards near the ambulance and with the paramedics just in case. The rest are still out locating the shooter.”
The medics seemed to let out air they didn’t realize they were holding. They were trained for very basic medical procedures: applying band-aids, giving stitches, and splinting broken bones. They were not prepared, however for dealing with a shot idol who was bleeding out right in front of them with two idol groups, security guards, and more incoming music-related people watching them like hawks.
Thankfully, moments later, the real trained professionals came running in with a stretcher and several security guards. One of the paramedics quickly checked your vitals and gave the others a nod. They then carefully moved you onto the stretcher before rushing you out the building and into the rig. Taehyung and Jungkook tried getting in the back with you and the paramedics.
“No one allowed in,” one of the paramedics said sternly before taking the rig doors and closing them harshly. Within seconds, the ambulance was off, on its way to the hospital, leaving everyone else behind.
Taehyung felt his rage vibrate through his body once more, but now it was directed towards the security guards that stood a few yards away, watching carefully. Taehyung stomped over to one of the security guards and instantly tried to take a swing at the large, burly man. The security guard saw it coming and took a step back, missing Taehyung’s fist by mere inches. Once Taehyung’s fist was no longer an issue, the security guard tackled Taehyung to the ground. Taehyung tried to fight, but when he realized that it was useless, he stopped fighting.
“Why didn’t you stop them?! Why didn’t you stop (Y/N) from getting shot?!” he screamed in anguish. His heart felt heavy, and his lungs felt like they were filled with water. He couldn’t breathe, and it wasn’t because of the guard on top of him. Rather, it was from the weight of emotion that sat in him.
Once the guard realized that Taehyung was no longer of a danger to him, he got off of him. Taehyung just stayed on the ground, tears streaming out down his face which was contorted into a look of pain. He pounded his fist onto the ground once before rolling over, holding his now hurt hand in his other hand. Jungkook walked over to Taehyung, fresh tears now tracing the older tears stains on his cheeks. Jungkook knelt down and took Taehyung in his arms, holding him closely. Taehyung leaned into Jungkook and cried violently.
“Tae, she’s not dead yet, okay? She won’t die. She’s strong. Stronger than we know, okay? And we have to be strong for her. She needs us, and we can’t be there for her if we’re going around and breaking our hands and attacking security guards, can we?” Jungkook asked, lightly stroking Taehyung’s neon blue hair.
Taehyung shook his head no, still hiding his face in Jungkook’s chest. Jungkook lightly placed a finger under Taehyung’s chin, bringing his face up. “Everything is going to be okay,” Jungkook whispered with a slight choke. He leaned down and gave Taehyung a soft kiss on the lips.
“You seven,” Hana said, her voice slightly shaking. Everyone looked up at her. “Get on the tour bus. It’s the only thing that can kind of fit all of us, and I really think we all need each other right now. We all need to be there for her when she wakes up.”
Everyone started making their way to the tour bus that across the lot. Jungkook looked at Taehyung, and Taehyung nodded, signifying that he would be okay. Jungkook helped Taehyung up, and the two of them made their way to the bus, clinging on to each other for comfort and support.
The bus ride seemed like it was taking hours, days, weeks, months, years, forever. In reality, it was only a fifteen-minute ride. Everyone was on the edge of their seats with worry. The HeavyStarters worried because you were their best friend, a sister to them. You were also the leader of the group, and they needed their leader. The Bangtan boys were worried not only for your life, but if it were to end, how it would affect their two maknaes and how in return it would affect their own group. They were all a really close-knit family, the two groups, and you were the stitch that held them together.
When they finally got to the hospital, and the bus was parked, Jungkook and Taehyung were the first ones off of the bus. They practically ran to the doors of the emergency room. When the automatic doors didn’t open quite as quickly as they had liked, Jungkook took matters into his own hands and pried the doors open. They rushed up to the front desk in unison, almost pushing a man on crutches out of the way.
“Excuse me,” Jungkook said. “We need to find out where someone is.”
The lady at the front desk sat there with her eyes slightly widened and mouth agape in shock. After a few seconds, the situation finally processed in her brain, and she slightly shook her head. “Uh, yes. Who are you looking for?” she asked.
“(L/N) (Y/N),” Taehyung said, tapping his fingers on the counter and shifting his feet anxiously.
The woman gave a quick nod before stooping down in front of the computer, typing your name in.
“Ah. It looks like she is currently in surgery. I’ll have someone notify the surgeons that you are here. What is your relation to her?”
“We’re her sisters,” Hana said with the rest of the HeavyStarters with her.
Taehyung and Jungkook looked behind themselves and gave her weak smiles, thankful that they didn’t have to tell a stranger their relationship situation.
The lady behind the counter gave another simple nod before saying, “Once we have any new information, you’ll be updated. For the time being, have a seat in the waiting room over there. There are snack and drink machines right down the hall. In the meantime, sir, we can take a look at your hand and see if we can’t do something about it.”
“Thank you,” Hana said before walking up to Jungkook and placing a hand on his shoulder while Taehyung was led to an examination room.
After that, the wait was hours long. A grand total of five agonizing hours with no update on your wellbeing at all. A TV in the waiting room was on the news, broadcasting what had just happened at your concert. The moment one of the nurses heard the television, they quickly changed the channel, knowing that your “family” was sitting there in the waiting room. Taehyung, now wearing a jacket of his that you had taken from him and brought on the tour with you, and Jungkook sat closely together, linking their hands through the front pockets of their hoodies. Jungkook’s head rested on Taehyung’s shoulder. All eleven of them had finally calmed down into a mellow, numb state. That feeling quickly ended, though, when your name was called out, and every one of them stood up.
A surgeon clad in dark blue scrubs walked up to the large group. He looked worn out, like he had seen a million lifetimes worth of trauma and death.
“How is she?” Hana asked, speaking what was on everyone else’s mind.
The doctor let out a breath before relaying the injuries to the group. “I’m Dr. Han. Well,” he started, “When she came in, she had lost about four pints of blood. Any more blood loss, and I’m not sure there would have been anything we could have done. However, we were able to get some blood into her, which helped quite a bit. The bullet made its way fully through her. Thankfully, it missed her spinal column, but only by mere centimeters. We did have to resect some of her small intestine due to the wound and some fragmented pieces of the bullet.” What the doctor had not told them was that they had to resuscitate her several times due to the initial blood loss. He noticed the anxious looks on all eleven faces. “She is recovering in the ICU right now. Hopefully, if she is doing well in her recovery process, we can move her upstairs in about a few days.”
“Can we see her?” Jungkook asked meekly.
The doctor nodded. “Just follow me.”
The group followed closely behind Dr. Han. Anxiety flowed through all of their veins like sugar after a bake sale. The clicks and squeaks of the group’s various kinds of shoes echoed off of the whitewashed walls. The hallway seemed longer than it really was. It seemed like everything tonight was in slow motion. It was as if time in itself was made of molasses.
When they finally came up to your room, they all stopped outside of the glass. On the other side, you were laying in your bed, peacefully like a porcelain doll it seemed, despite all the many tubes and IVs that connected you to various monitors. The air in everyone’s lungs seemed to leave as they saw you in such a state. Less than six hours ago, you were on stage dancing, smiling, having the time of your life. Now, your life was still hanging in the balance, teetering on the thin line between life and death.
“When will she wake up?” Jin asked Dr. Han.
“It’s honestly hard to say. Most people after sustaining a traumatic injury such a bullet wound generally wake up anywhere from a few hours to a few days. However, in her case…” His voice began to trail off.
“She may never wake up,” Jungkook finished, gripping his hands slightly, his voice cracking a little.
“Jungkook,” Jimin started.
“No!” Jungkook shouted, losing his cool for the first time that night. “If we hadn’t stopped to get your stupid coffee, we would have been able to see her before the concert! We would have been able to wish her good luck! We would have been able to hear her say ‘I love you’ one last time, but no! You had to have your goddamn cup of coffee!” Tears were streaming down his face once more, and his fists were balled up tightly. His fingernails were digging painfully into the palms of his hands.
Taehyung placed his good hand on Jungkook’s shoulder as if to calm him. Jungkook just shoved it off and turned around slightly to face his boyfriend. “Stop, Tae. No. You said it yourself earlier! If Jimin hadn’t begged to stop at fucking Starbucks for some unnecessary drink, we would have been able to see her!”
Taehyung’s face dropped as he realized the truth in Jungkook’s words. Jungkook was right in a way, but at the same time… “I know, Kook, but how was he supposed to know? He couldn’t have known that she was going to get shot! Besides, how is arguing going to help (Y/N)?! It’s not! So, you can either come visit (Y/N) with me or you can go somewhere else and go cool down.”
Jungkook looked at Taehyung in light shock. Never had Taehyung ever talked to him in that way before, and he never thought he would here him use that tone of voice with him. Jungkook sighed and gave Jimin a dark glare before walking past everyone to go into your room. Taehyung watched as Jungkook stormed into the room and plopped down into a chair harshly. After Taehyung saw Jungkook grab onto your hand sorrowfully, he turned back to the rest of the group.
“I hate to ask this, guys, but I was wondering if Jungkook and I could spend some time with (Y/N) alone?” he asked. Everyone looked at each other and gave him a nod. “Thanks. And, Jimin?”
“Hm?”
“It isn’t your fault. We were just a little anxious and upset, Jungkook especially. Please, don’t take this personally. We really are sorry. It just may take Jungkook a little while to see that.”
“Yeah,” Jimin said, giving a half-genuine smile. Deep down inside, Jimin really did feel like this was his fault, but he wasn’t going to let that show. He walked off with the rest of the group, leaving Taehyung and Jungkook alone with you, as the doctor had already left to go check on some other patients.
Taehyung walked into the hospital room. To him, it smelled like death. The air had that dark thickness to it that could be associated with death. It was as if the Grim Reaper himself was standing in the room, ready to bring his scythe down upon you and take you to the Underworld. Taehyung shrugged off the feeling and grabbed a chair out of the corner of the room and moved it over next to where Jungkook was sitting. He placed his hand over Jungkook’s which was holding your hand.
The two of them sat in silence until Taehyung broke it.
“It makes me cry every day,” Taehyung began to softly sing.
“It makes me think of you,” Jungkook joined in perfectly with Taehyung.
“Because it sounds like our story,” the both continued. “No matter how hard I try to cover my ears, it spins around me.”
The two of them sang the song that made you fall in love with them. Taehyung remembered the day like it was yesterday. You had come over to the dorms to hang out with them, and the lot of you got bored, so he and Jungkook started singing “A Daily Song” by Hwang Chi Yeul together. When they saw how much you liked them singing that particular song, they started singing it for you every time you got sick or were just having a really bad day, even if you were on tour.
Several weeks had passed, and you still had not woken up. Doctors now held less hope than they did before as far as your waking went. Even the HeavyStarters started coming less and less and started practicing songs and choreos without you even having a place in them. BTS backed off, too, only coming every so often to comfort Jungkook and Taehyung since they had never really gotten overly close to you to begin with.
However, Jungkook and Taehyung never stopped losing hope. They still sat by your side each and every day for hours on end, telling you how their day went or what Namjoon had destroyed lately. And every day, they would sing you “A Daily Song.” They never gave up hope, not even in the slightest despite all of the doctors’ words.
All of this had become the new norm. So, here they were singing your song again. They never got tired of it, not when there was even the slightest chance that you could hear them. Once they ended the song, both Jungkook and Taehyung each took one of your hands in their own.
“(Y/N),” Taehyung started out. “If there is any way you can hear us, please know that we love you. Jungkook and I are here for you. We are here for you through all of this. We will never, ever stop loving you, (Y/N). When we asked you to join our relationship, we did it not because we thought it would be fun to have you around more often, I mean, we did, but that’s beside the point. We asked you because we loved you…Love you.”
Taehyung placed his head on the bed, right next to your side, the tip of your fingers brushing the end of his nose. He closed his eyes and felt a tear slip out of his eye and onto the bed. He lightly brushed his thumb over your knuckles.
“Tae,” he heard from Jungkook a few moments later.
Taehyung sat up, looking at Jungkook with confused eyes. Jungkook looked over at you, and Taehyung’s eyes followed.
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Everything was so dark, like you were in a swimming pool filled with black water. Everything was also so heavy as if cement blocks had been chained to your ankles and wrists. You were being dragged down to the deepest depths of the pool. The further down you went, the harder it became to breathe, until you finally became still. You could breathe again, but your vision was still impaired. Then, you began hearing things. Voices. You couldn’t quite make out what they were saying, but they were certainly there. The voices would come and go. Sometimes, they would talk, and sometimes, they sounded like a song. Yet, like every time before, you couldn’t understand a single word. That was what the pool of death felt like. All senses construed, failing. You were in a constant state of in-between sleep. Aware of outside resources, but not fully understanding. Eternity went by, and this was how it was every single moment.
That was until at one point in time, you saw a little speck of something off in the distance. You didn’t know what it was, and you weren’t sure you wanted to. You had remembered the cliché stories of people going to the light as they died and ascended into Heaven. But, you weren’t ready to die. You had made yourself clear. You were going to live, no matter what happened. You were going to make it out of this. However, every time you looked at the fleck in the in the distance, it seemed to have gotten just a little bit closer. And every time the fleck got closer, the pool got just a little bit brighter, the blocks a little bit lighter, and the voices a little bit clearer.
When the fleck was still in the distance, but now the size of a basketball, you could tell who the voices belonged to: your boyfriends. Every so often, you could hear the other BTS members and even your group and then some unfamiliar voices. You still couldn’t hear what they were saying, but you were no longer scared of this little fleck. You wanted to go towards it, to go through it, and see what was on the other side.
You never really made any effort to get through to the other side, though. You still had your doubts. What if it was your own personalized Heaven with all the people you loved and held closely to your heart? Then, you had the nagging thought in the back of your head: if this is my own Heaven, then why are there voices I don’t recognize? This just made you curious, and now you just had to find out what was on the other side.
You first tried moving your arms, but it was like moving through gelatin. It was difficult but possible. It was a slow process, and it tired you out easily. Your persistence and determination kept you going, though. If there was any chance that Taehyung and Jungkook were on the other side, you were going to get there. You pushed and pushed and pushed until your finally reached the fleck. It was no longer a tiny little fleck in the distance, though. It was now like a doorway with light streaming through the open door. You expected it to blind you, but it didn’t. It was a nice, warm glow that radiated kindness and love.
The voices on the other side were clear now. What was being said by these voices brought tears to your eyes. It was more singing than it was talking. You instantly recognized the song: “A Daily Song.” It was your little trio’s song. You stood there, not making any more advances into the light. You stayed there, listening to the beautiful song being sung by two beautiful men. The song eventually ended and talking replaced the melody. It was Taehyung.
“(Y/N), there is any way you can hear us, please know that we love you. Jungkook and I are here for you. We are here for you through all of this. We will never, ever stop loving you, (Y/N). When we asked you to join our relationship, we did it not because we thought it would be fun to have you around more often, I mean, we did, but that’s beside the point. We asked you because we loved you…Love you,” he said.
Making your way through the light just became that much more important. You stepped through the bright doorway. Suddenly, everything was clear again. Your hearing was perfect. You could feel someone holding both of your hands, the softness of the blankets on your bed even though they were far too thin to keep someone comfortably warm, and the way your hair tickled the side of your face.
You gave the hand on your right a light squeeze and tried opening your eyelids. One thing that had not changed from the pool to now was the weight of everything. Your eyelids felt like they weighed a thousand pounds. You mustered up all your strength and finally got them open. It took a moment, but your eyes adjusted to the new fluorescent light. You now could see clearly.
“Tae,” you heard from your right.
That was when you started choking on the respirator tube that had been put down your throat to control your breathing while you were unconscious and healing.
“Nurse! Doctor! Somebody!” Taehyung shouted, looking at you helplessly.
Seconds later, a nurse ran into the room, maneuvering in front of Taehyung. She placed a hand on your shoulder. “I know, (Y/N). We’ll get this out of you. Just stay calm for me, okay?” You tried evening your breathing, but with the respirator tube still in your throat, staying calm was an exceedingly demanding thing to do. To your benefit, moments later, the tube was out of your throat. You coughed a few times before gasping for breath.
Once you were finally able to get your breathing under control, you looked to your left and right, seeing your boyfriends on either side of you. You knew you could always count on them to be by your side, quite literally in this case.
“You came back,” Jungkook whispered, placing your hand up to his cheek.
“Of course,” you said hoarsely. “It was the music that my beautiful boys sang that brought me back.”
Synopsis: [Yandere! Jungkook x Reader x Taehyung] [Poly AU]
It had only been them three for a long time. Not one person more, not one person less – just Jungkook, Taehyung and [Name].
Jungkook was elated when Taehyung and [Name] told him that they had become a couple. He literally could not have been happier.
They were his favourite couple, and he loved them both…. A little too much.
When there was a hindrance in Taehyung and [Name]’s relationship which caused them to fall apart, Jungkook was distraught. Afterwards, when he realized the depths of his love for his ‘friends,’ Jungkook made an oath of his dark desires – he was going to do whatever it took to get them back together. And this time, he was also going to become part of their relationship.
Warning: As this story contains yandere themes, the characters display behaviors that can be triggering or uncomfortable to read. Read at your own risk. This work is purely fiction. I do not believe any of the mentioned members would display any sort of this behaviour irl.
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“Love is an obsession; it has that quality to it.
There are healthy obsessions, [but] mine is [not] one of them.”
-Pamela Stephenson
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“I kissed [Name],” Jungkook interjected, as Taehyung leaned on the couch with his upper body hunched forward. Since the effects of the sleeping pills still lingered, Taehyung’s body was limpy; and although he was conscious for the most part, a part of his conscious was still in its slumber.
After Jungkook’s bold exclamation, silence surrounded them — an uncomfortable silence that was full of unpredictable catastrophic possibilities. Jungkook was merely standing there, blinking owlishly with his large eyes, and his arms hung loosely by his sides, waiting for a response from Taehyung. And due to his groggy state of mind, Taehyung merely stood as he was, not being able to digest Jungkook’s words for a brief moment.
“You what?” He asked, and as if he could sense the dread of impending doom one felt before there would be anger, he felt his heart drop to his stomach.
Meanwhile for Jungkook, it was like thinking of those words, and saying them out loud again was a sort of revelation he had been waiting to hear his entire life; the pupil of his irises widened slightly as he started intently at Taehyung, and repeated himself.
“I kissed [Name].”
Just with hearing those three words once again, whatever blissful reality Taehyung had been living in, in which he got away with only caring about his own selfish desires ruled by his insecurities, was shattered. The bliss was now starting to vanish in thin air, leaving nothing, but the suffocating dust of ashes behind.
Suddenly, fury seeped into Taehyung, and red clouded his vision. He disregarded his current weak state, and lunged towards Jungkook. Out of everything, Jungkook had not expected Taehyung to become physical with him. As a result, he simply took whatever hurt Taehyung inflicted on him.
Taehyung shoved Jungkook angrily, as he began his rant.
“You fucking piece of trash, you— you kissed [Name]?! How dare you?! I fucking— this was your plan all along wasn’t it?! You planned to steal her from me since the very beginning, didn’t you? That’s why you clung so pathetically to her all the time. I knew it, I fucking knew you were after her all this time. Your promises of being my best friend and endless loyalty were nothing but bullshit, weren’t they? I should’ve known you were going to turn out to be a bastard and thirst over my girlfriend with how creepily obsessed you were about her all the time,” Taehyung spat, as he clutched the collar of Jungkook’s shirt tightly, and shook him. Due to Jungkook’s build being bigger, heavier and stronger than his, and his current weak state, Taehyung’s attempt of violence did not have much effect on Jungkook. Not to mention, Jungkook’s hair was over casting his eyes, and shadowing his expression, so Taehyung was unable to his reaction. For now, Jungkook merely allowed Taehyung to vent.
“Everything was perfect when it was just [Name] and I, before you came and ruined everything. I never doubted, even once, never doubted her love for me before you-- before you came along and took her from me. It was you, it was because of you I became so messed up, your fucking creepy obsession that made me hurt her. You changed her and it was because of you she stopped caring only about me. Why couldn’t you have just gone and died somewhere instead of coming in our lives and messing everything up—“ Taehyung hissed, however, he abruptly stopped talking when he saw that Jungkook’s lips had widened into a wide grin — a manic grin.
The suddenness of it was troubling. Even for Taehyung, who had been too invested in his emotions of heartbreak and anger, was forced to snap out of his emotional trance, and examine Jungkook with a cautious gaze.
There was an indescribable and minute inkling of fear that formed in his gut, and subconsciously, he gripped Jungkook’s shirt tighter.
He glared, and growled.
“Why are you grinning you asshole? Am I a joke to you?” Taehyung snapped, as Jungkook combed his hair away from his eyes smoothly, and Taehyung was finally able to get a glimpse of his face.
Jungkook’s eyes were twinkling in joy, as his grin widened, and he cupped Taehyung’s cheek tenderly. His unanticipated touch startled Taehyung. With wide eyes, Taehyung’s stare flickered to Jungkook’s hand on his cheek, and then back to Jungkook, who was looking at him with deranged infatuation etched in his eyes.
“You don’t have to be so jealous Tae,” Jungkook began using the nickname ‘Tae’ that Taehyung only ever allowed [Name] to call him. Subconsciously, Jungkook licked his lips in a poor attempt to moisturize them. Then, “I love you too,” He confessed sincerely.
A sense of utter disgust immediately went through Taehyung. Right away, he roughly shoved Jungkook off him in order to create some distance between them.
“You fucking sick psycho! What kind of game do you think you’re playing—“ He voiced, and as he had spoken, he winced at the headache that had been brewing, and suddenly manifested in his head.
Taehyung never received the chance to finish his sentence since Jungkook had interrupted him. There was extreme madness glinting in Jungkook’s eyes, which made Taehyung freeze in surprise.
“Both you and [Name] will be mine,” Jungkook breathed obsessively, before he raised his arm, clenched his fist, and swung it at Taehyung’s head swiftly, and quickly, and knocking him out.
A few days later
[Name] was drenched as she entered Jungkook’s residence. See, instead of catching a ride with Taehyung like she usually did whenever she visited Jungkook at his place, or catching a cab, she had decided she would walk to his place this time. Granted that his place was far away from hers — a couple of kilometres that would usually be a bit too much for a person’s liking to walk it. However, for [Name], it was a work out that she had desperately needed. See, for the last few days, due to her emotional baggage, she had become a mess. [Name] had not eaten, slept, or looked after herself properly, and isolated herself in the four walls of her new apartment’s run down living room.
Each time when [Name] reflected on how she had come onto Jungkook so strongly, only to kick him out and give him no matter in the say, her mental health worsened. She was overwhelmed with guilt, and she hated herself for her recklessness. She had acted selfishly, by pushing herself onto Jungkook in order to find some sort of escape from her emotional predicament, even though he was not even attracted to her. If anything, Jungkook was like a younger brother to her. So, after she had come to her senses, [Name] had felt disgusted with herself. More so, when she realized that what she had done, was exactly the type of thing Taehyung would do — let her emotions rule her actions and cloud her judgement.
As much as she did denied it, deep down [Name] knew that she was like Taehyung in many ways — it was one of the main reasons why they always clicked so well together. Their connection, and understanding of each other was impeccable. For that reason, whenever they fought, it hurt more because they knew each other so well, whatever harsh things they said, it was said out of the ugly truth that the other did not want to acknowledge about themselves. They knew each other wounds, and how to cut deeper in it.
Aside from this, [Name] felt as if she needed to apologize to Jungkook big time. It took her a few days, but she did manage to collect herself -- even if it was the bare minimum. For a further piece of mind, and due to the nice windy weather, [Name] had decided to walk. She did not think it would rain heavily when she had left her own residence. As a result, there did not carry an umbrella or a raincoat. So, when was nearing Jungkook’s residence, she was only able to shield herself from the rain with her light summer coat that had a loose hood. Of course, it barely protected her. She was drenched, so her wet hair stuck to her skin, droplets of water hung on parts of her clothes and skin, and water was dripping from her coat and down onto the floor.
The moment she had entered his residence (the door left unlocked), Jungkook had run up toher to greet her. Frankly speaking, [Name] found this to be a tad strange because of how quickly he had arrived by her side. It was as if he had been waiting eagerly for her arrival this entire time.
Jungkook’s hair was somewhat frizzled, and falling messily over his face. As he took [Name]’s coat off her, she noticed how his warm fingers had lingered on her cold skin a few seconds too long, before he hung it on the coat hanger. Additionally, she also took note of the few new cuts that scarred his cheeks, and a bruise on his lips. The entirety of just this small interaction was a bit bizarre, but [Name] decided not to comment on it. Instead, she waited patiently for Jungkook to invite her in, and offer her a remedy for her shivering body. However, before did invite her in, Jungkook had become preoccupied with something else.
Just like her hair, [Name]’s wet clothes were also sticking onto her skin. Since rain had seeped through into [Name]’s shirt, it was now see through. The colour of her bra was visible, and Jungkook’s gaze lingered on it. However, just before [Name] could notice his staring, he snapped out of it, and returned his gaze to her face.
She looked absolutely angelic and vulnerable with the way she hugged herself in order to protect herself from the cold. And the way the rain droplets glistened on her — they were like small twinkling diamonds. Just the sight of her made Jungkook’s knees feel weak, and he knew that along with Taehyung, he had to have her.
Jungkook gave her a tight lip smile.
“Come in [Name], I’ll make you some warm tea. There’s a few hoodies of mine on the couch if you want to borrow one in case you feel too cold. Pick whichever, I don’t mind. I’m sure they’ll all look really lovely on you,” Jungkook said, as he turned around, and walked from the entrance door of his house, to towards the kitchen.
The compliment at the end of his sentence was rather weird, and made [Name] furrow her eyebrows in confusion. However, many things about Jungkook were weird and confusing: like the fact that despite being an orphan, he owned his own house without being in debt. Taehyung had once joked about that to her in private. He had said that Jungkook probably had it passed onto him because he killed his entire foster family or something. It was a joke that was just downright insensitive for [Name] so she had told him off for it. But by now, [Name] was accustomed to Jungkook’s weirdness anyway. So, like usually she did, she was quick to shrug this off too.
[Name] chose a plain black hoodie to wear, and as Jungkook started making the tea for her, she addressed the elephant in the room.
“Thanks for calling me Jungkook even though I promised to be the one to do it…” [Name] started, and trailed off awkwardly.
Jungkook’s build prevented her from seeing the things he was putting in her tea. Just as he finished adding a crushed powder of some sleeping pills he had given to Taehyung in her tea, Jungkook quickly threw away the packet, and turned towards [Name].
He smiled widely, showing off his white teeth. The emotion never reached his eyes though.
“It’s alright [Name]. That’s what friends are for,” He said, with another wide grin.
To be frank, there was a sort of eeriness etched in his smile that sent shivers through [Name]. She nodded awkwardly, and started to fiddle with her fingers nervously, as she spoke once more.
“Yeah friends. That was another thing I wanted to talk to you about. Um, you know about the whole situation of me kissing you…” [Name] said, and trailed off, as she glanced away from Jungkook for a moment, and then returned her gaze on him.
He licked his lips subconsciously. [Name] noticed how he had suddenly narrowed his eyes at her, and his aura seemed to have darkened.
Oh god, she thought, was my kiss really that bad that he’s giving such a horrid expression? Oh god, I really messed up this time. I need to apologize and clear the air with Jungkook if nothing else.
“What about it?” Jungkook asked stoically. The lack of emotion in his voice, that was usually always filled with wonder, and a child’s sparkle of curiosity, made [Name] bite her lip in nervousness.
Why do I always end up fucking up my life? [Name] wondered, but quickly snapped herself out of it.
“I’ll say this one more time and I truly mean it. Jungkook, I’m really sorry about doing that to you. I— I wasn’t in the right state of mind, and I know that that’s no excuse for me using you like that— oh god, I’m so awful. I swear I didn’t mean anything by that kiss, it was just a mistake. I’m so sorry—“ [Name] cried, however, she was abruptly cut off. See, while she had started her little vent, Jungkook had abandoned the tea he was making for her — he had become a wild predator who was driven by his instinctive desires. By the time [Name] had got to her second ‘I’m sorry’ of this chapter, Jungkook stood right before her. Then, he suddenly grabbed her face, and forcefully pressed his lips against her.
[Name]’s eyes widened, and she stilled in surprise. As Jungkook increased the intensity of the kiss, he forcefully guided [Name] to stand up on her tiptoes in order to keep up with his pace. This kiss barely lasted, and as soon as the rush of intensity of the kiss had come, it was gone.
Jungkook pulled away momentarily, but still kept his face extremely close to [Name]’s as his breath fanned her skin. The [h/c] female stared up at him with wide doe eyes.
“You apologize too much mum. If you’re truly sorry for what you’ve done, you can make it up to me by doing what I say,” He said smoothly, and smirking, before he pressed his lips on [Name]’s once again. This time, [Name]’s response was the complete opposite. She did not freeze like she had before, nor reciprocate it like Jungkook wanted her to. Instead, with an incredible amount of strength one would not expect of someone like her, she pushed Jungkook off of her.
“What the fuck Jungkook?” [Name] exclaimed, as she wiped her lips with the sleeve of Jungkook’s hoodie she was wearing, in disgust.
Jungkook’s eyes widened.
“Did a single word of what I said before not go through your thick skull? I said it was a mistake and I regret it. If you try to pull off shit like that again—“
“You’re just confused! You don’t regret it! You love me! You and Taehyung would anything for my happiness, I know it! Here, let me kiss you again and you’ll see what I mean,” Jungkook said, smiling reassuringly, as he tried to grab [Name] and kiss her again. However, he never got to, because [Name] swung her arm instinctively, and punched Jungkook in the face.
His head swung back, and there was a loud noise emitted as a result of her hit. Although her hit was strong, it was not enough to have knocked Jungkook out; and while [Name] should have used this time to run away, leave, and get help she stood still frozen in shock. Seemingly, she was not able to comprehend that she had hurt Jungkook like that.
Jungkook tilted his head slightly as he straightened himself up. As he brought his face forward, his eyes were wide in anger, and there was blood oozing out of his lips.
Of course, being the caring and always selfless person at the wrong times that [Name] was, she blinded herself to his seething expression, and instead focused on his injury.
She gasped and took a step closer to him.
“Jungkook I’m so sorry—“
BIG MISTAKE.
As soon as she had started apologizing, she had stopped. This was because Jungkook had cut her off with a growl, before he lunged at her.
Synopsis: [Yandere! Jungkook x Reader x Taehyung] [Poly AU]
It had only been them three for a long time. Not one person more, not one person less – just Jungkook, Taehyung and [Name].
Jungkook was elated when Taehyung and [Name] told him that they had become a couple. He literally could not have been happier.
They were his favourite couple, and he loved them both…. A little too much.
When there was a hindrance in Taehyung and [Name]’s relationship which caused them to fall apart, Jungkook was distraught. Afterwards, when he realized the depths of his love for his ‘friends,’ Jungkook made an oath of his dark desires – he was going to do whatever it took to get them back together. And this time, he was also going to become part of their relationship.
Warning: As this story contains yandere themes, the characters display behaviors that can be triggering or uncomfortable to read. Read at your own risk. This work is purely fiction. I do not believe any of the mentioned members would display any sort of this behaviour irl.
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Love, non-existent,
His dreams were mere delusions.
He threatened to burn them with fire,
But the thing that got burnt wasn’t them, but his dangerous oaths of desires.
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The air was thick, and the tension of atmosphere was intense -- they could taste it in their mouths, at the back of their tongue-- a disgusting sensation of iron that made them nauseous. Slowly, as if he was a victim of the serial killer who had just found him in his hiding spot in a horror film, Taehyung turned his head towards Jungkook, who raised an eyebrow.
“What are you hiding from me?” Jungkook asked, and instantly, [Name]’s body acted on her own. Subconsciously, [Name] put her hand on her stomach, and clutched the layer of clothing covering her stomach tighty. While doing so, a whimper of fear of what was to come, left her lips.
Taehyung’s eyes flickered to [Name], and the raw realisation of their reality sunk in; the fact that [Name] was sitting on the floor of a toilet, feeling anxious, frightened, traumatized, completely vulnerable, upset to the point when her entire body was shaking, and possibly pregnant, made his chest tighten in pain.
How did we even end up here? This fleeting thought appeared for mere seconds, but he was quick to ignore it. Reflecting on regrets, and pondering on the what ifs of the choices they made, and questioning the reality they were in was not going to be helpful in this moment. Maybe later, once this was all over, and they had the privilege to think for themselves again, maybe then they could ponder. But right now, with Jungkook holding the crown and dictating over them like a tyrant King, there was little to no room left to think or breath -- it had to be all action.
So, Taehyung stuck with that. He proceeded to stand in front of [Name] protectively, as he stared at Jungkook with a challenging stare.
See, Jungkook had been feeling rather ecstatic since the past two days because he came to believe that he had finally broken Taehyung and [Name]. The [h/c] female, while did rebel against him, was easier and quicker to break because of her already passive nature, and due to the fact that Jungkook tended to punish her more. Taehyung was much harder to tame. But, it was not impossible. Jungkook had noticed that Taehyung had started to submit to him quicker. And even though, Taehyung was still reluctant, he had not been fighting as much either. They were breaking, and thus, the potential to build them into exactly what he desired them had been increasing. But now, all of his hard work and progress with making Taehyung more submissive was being shoved back right in face. Additionally, the fact that Taehyung thought he could stand on the same level as Jungkook and challenge his authority once again; it was a displeasing sight, and it caused the corner of Jungkook’s lips to twitch in anger.
“You know, I’ll be nice and give you another chance. Now this time, it would be in your best interest to tell me the truth because if you don’t, then I’ll make you both suffer. Do you remember what happened the last time when both of you defied me together? How awful it was to be on the verge of fainting from exhaustion and dehydration and still suffer from the punishments I gave you… You don’t want to go through that again, do you? Of course you wouldn’t. So tell me, what are you hiding?” Jungkook seethed, as he got off the frame of the door, and walked closer towards Taehyung, and stared at him with an intimidating gaze.
Taehyung did not move an inch, or even flinch, as he held his ground. He returned the ferocity of Jungkook’s glare with his own, before he scoffed at him.
“Like hell we will. Touch her, and I’m going to fucking rip your arm off,” Taehyung threatened, and he was prepared to carry out his threat by all means, had Jungkook not striked him first. Given his still weak state, it was easy for Jungkook to beat up Taehyung, and overpower him until he had Taehyung in a headlock. While this happened, [Name] could do nothing except watch them helplessly from the ground, and continue to shake in fear.
Her stomach churned and she felt sick with anxiety and terror that flooded her mind beyond her coping level; her breathes shortened, and she started to sob hysterically, as Jungkook turned towards her, with Taehyung held tightly, and in pain, in his grip.
No matter how much Taehyung thrashed, and tried to get himself out of Jungkook’s grip, his efforts remained useless.
“Let me go Jungkook! If you don’t let me go right now, or hurt [Name], I swear I’ll kill you! Don’t underestimate me--” Taehyung growled. However, he was cut short and unable to speak anything else, because Jungkook covered Taehyung’s mouth with one of his hands. Simultaneously, he tightened his grip on him, to worsen his pain. Then, as he tormented Taehyung like this, he looked at [Name], and narrowed his eyes at her.
“[Name], you’re more understanding than Taehyung aren’t you? You’re more co-operative, right? And that’s why I always make love to you more. You’ll be good and do as I say since I treat you so well, wouldn’t you?” Jungkook started, and his voice caused [Name] to freeze.
Her bottom lip quivered, as Jungkook offered her a strained smile for comfort.
“Tell me [Name], what are you two hiding? I’m giving one last chance, don’t muck it up like Taehyung did. Tell me or you won’t like what I do to you and Taehyung,” Jungkook warned, and [Name], currently not being in the right mind-set, or having the willpower to fight, confessed immediately.
“I-I think I might-- I might be p-pregnant,” She stammered, and Jungkook’s eyes widened.
First, there was silence, and [Name] awaited Jungkook’s response nervously. Then, everything happened all at once, and too suddenly; Jungkook lost it.
He released his grip on Taehyung, and let him fall carelessly, and mindlessly on the floor. Since Jungkook had been somewhat strangling during his headlock, as Taehyung’s body hit the floor harshly, he gasped in pain, and trying to breathe in as much oxygen as he could.
Jungkook ran towards [Name], and threw himself on top of her. As the weight of his body collided on hers, [Name] fell back harshly on the floor, and her head hit harshly, which made it throb painfully. She screamed loudly when Jungkook pinned her hands at the side of her head. He put his entire weight on her, and positioned himself on top her in a way that rendered her from moving. Heavy tears flowed down [Name]’s cheeks, and she viciously shook her head.
“Jungkook please, don’t do this—“
“It can’t be! YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSE TO BE PREGNANT! YOU CAN’T HAVE A BABY! THIS WAS NOT HOW IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE! It was supposed to be ME! ONLY ME! I SHOULD BE THE ONLY ONE YOU CARE ABOUT, LOVE, AND DO EVERYTHING FOR! YOU AREN’T MEANT TO BE LIKE EVERYONE ELSE! You’re— You’re only supposed to love me and not abandon me for someone else!” Jungkook cried hysterically, and the loudness of his voice, and the underlying promises of danger, caused [Name] to whimper and shut her eyes tightly.
“I… I won’t let this be the end. Not again. I don’t want to start over again. I’ll just, I’ll just—“ Jungkook stammered, and then, as if he just had an epiphany, his eyes widened impossibly wide. He licked his lips once, before speaking again, and this time, for the worst.
“I-I know. I’ll just get rid off this baby for everyone’s sake. You aren’t fat yet, and— and the baby probably isn't even grown yet. It’ll be easy. Haha, yeah it’ll be super easy. Just one hit will do,” Jungkook murmured to himself. However, [Name] heard him loud and clear, and this caused her eyes to snap open. She observed Jungkook from beneath him: his wide and large eyes that were filled with petrifying insanity, and his disheveled hair that overcasted his eyes, providing a dark shadow over his face that further highlighted his disoriented persona. Then, with one of his shaky hands, he took out a knife from the back of his pocket, and shifted his grip on [Name] so that he pinned both of her wrists above her head with his other hand. When Jungkook’s big knife entered her line of sight, [Name]’s bottom lip quivered once more, and she shook her head.
“No please, Jungkook, please, don’t do this. Please don’t this, don’t hurt me like this. I’ll, I’ll do anything that you want. I’ll even get rid off this baby if you get me the right medication but please, not like this— not like this, please. Please don’t stab me, I haven’t done anything. Please, I’m begging you, Jungkook, don’t do this to me,” [Name] cried, and tried to get out of his grip. However, her efforts remained fruitless.
Jungkook gave her a stretched ear-to-ear forced smile.
“I’m sorry [Name], but I have to do this right here and right now. This needs to be done, for our future’s sake,” He said, and he raised the knife up high in the air.
As Jungkook had become preoccupied with [Name], he had completely forgotten about Taehyung, who he had left on the ground. Slowly, and surely, as Jungkook was having his mini-break down, Taehyung stood up from the ground. Taehyung was heaving, and he was pissed. He wanted to scream, charge at Jungkook, and beat him up until his bones would break, and his blood soaked his knuckles. However, he held himself back and kept himself under control. This was their only chance, and Taehyung NEEDED to make this count.
As quietly as he could, Taehyung leaned down, and grabbed the empty standing toilet paper roll holder that was beside the toilet, and raised it above him. Then, he slowly walked towards Jungkook. As he did so, his own heart beat loudly in his ears, and he hoped that Jungkook would not be able to hear it and be too focused on [Name].
Then, just as Jungkook was about to bring down the knife and stab [Name], Taehyung took proper aim, and with all the force that he could muster, and adrenaline from all the action and pain from before pumping through him, he swung the standing toilet paper roll holder at Jungkook’s head as hard he could.
Author’s note: I had way too much fun writing this. x
When you first meet people you never know how important they're gonna be in your life. This also happened when you met two amazing guys. When you first met them you thought there were nice and knew that they would mean a lot to you but you never for a second thought that they'd become two of the most important people of your life.
It's funny how things all started. You were just walking around town, slowly sipping your coffee as you looked at your surroundings. You always loved walking around in historical cities, just to see the pretty architecture and historical buildings. After having been walking around for a while you sat down on a bench in the park, enjoying the pretty view. You were so caught up in your thoughts that you didn't notice two handsome guys sitting down next to you. You got snapped out of your thoughts as one of them dropped his phone on the ground, instantly picking it up and mumbling an awkward apology for disturbing your thoughts.
Forgiving him wasn't hard, especially since he had an adorable smile. The other guy who was sitting next to him smiled at you too. Just then you realized how attractive they both were. One had bleached blonde hair while the other had dark brown, almost black hair. It suited them very well, you thought as you checked them out. However, they noticed you checking them out and smirked as they felt their confidence rising. The three of you made some small talk before you looked at your watch and saw that you were gonna be late for dinner at your parents' place. You quickly bit your goodbyes before racing off.
You ran into them again 3 days later at your local coffee shop. You just ordered your coffee, ready to walk out again when you spotted the duo sitting at a table in the back, happily chatting. You couldn't help but wonder if they were friends or boyfriends, since they seemed really close. Apparently you had been staring long enough for them to notice because Taehyung was staring at you with a bright smile on his face. He motioned for Jungkook to look behind him and when he did, his smile was just as bright. They called you over to sit down with them, which you did. The three of you talked for 2 hours straight, clearly enjoying each other's presence.
The next time you saw them again they actually invited you to hang out in their apartment. You just rang the doorbell and pretty much immediately after the door was being opened by Taehyung who flashed you his signature boxy smile. He was without a doubt very attractive and you weren't exactly sure what you were getting yourself into, but you were curious. That's how you found yourself in between the two on the couch as you were all watching a movie Jungkook picked. Jungkook was just as attractive as Taehyung. You couldn't compare them because they're so different. That's why you decided to just give up on it and accept the fact that they're both equally hot. The evening was spend ordering take out, watching movies and playing dumb games such as 'truth and dare'.
After that you three hung out countless of times and grew real close real fast. However, things started to take a turn when you were spending the night watching movies at their place. It started off normal. Just the three of you watching a movie until you went to the kitchen to grab some more popcorn. When you came back you saw that Taehyung was bend over Jungkook, trying to kiss him. You were so shocked that you gasped and dropped the bowl of popcorn on the floor.
The two instantly pulled back, staring at you in shock. Over the past few weeks the two had been acting really flirty with you. Always holding your hand, back hugging you, pressing kisses against your face and wrapping their arms around you. Had they just been playing you? You slowly but surely started to develop feelings for them and now this happened? You tried to hold back your tears but couldn't stop one from slipping out anyways. You quickly knelt down to throw the popcorn back in the bowl and sniffled before you whispered,
"I'm sorry for disturbing. I'll just go."
You threw the popcorn in the trash and placed the bowl in the sink before heading towards the front door. Before you could grab your coat however, a strong hand grabbed your arm. Stopping you from walking out. He grabbed your chin and made you look up at him. Right then you noticed that it was Jungkook who stopped you. He gave you a shy smile as he gently wiped your tears away. You tried to move out of his grasp but Taehyung was standing behind you and had his arms wrapped around your waist in no time. The fact that they wouldn't let you go only made you cry harder. All you wanted to do was go home at that point but they stopped you from doing so.
Jungkook lifted you up and carried you back to the couch as he sat you down in is lap. He made sure to turn you so your legs were draped over Taehyung's lap as he too gently stroked your hair. You were beyond confused as to why they didn't just let you go but that's when they all explained. Taehyung explained that he has feelings for both you and his boyfriend Jungkook. Who in return confessed to you too. Suddenly everything made sense and you started to realize why the three of you were always together and you never felt like you were third wheeling. From there on your relationship started. It was a bit getting used to at the beginning obviously but eventually it was all good.
"Baby, do you think this will look good on me?"
You turn towards Taehyung, who was sitting behind your laptop at the dinner table. The two of them are over at your place. Unannounced however. So when you opened the door you were just wearing your pajamas. Let's just say you looked real charming. They chuckled at the sight before they let you get changed. You leaned over Tae to see what he was looking at. As usual he was on a fashion website, looking at blouses. You'd swear that guy is obsessed. He's looking at a blue patterned blouse that seems rather nice. You hum in approval before pecking him on the lips.
"Looks good."
He smiles at your comment as he turns to Jungkook, who had joined you two as well. Jungkook gives him a nod too as he looks at the blouse.
"It looks nice Tae."
Taehyung smiles happily at you two before ordering the shirt and paying for it. Not too long after that you're all cuddled up on your couch. You laying in between Jungkook's legs as your legs are draped over Taehyung's lap. This is how you usually watch movies or TV in general. The three of you have been dating for a while now and although you felt a bit hesitant at first about getting together with them because they had been dating for a long time already, you have never been happier. You've been taking things slow actually. Never going further than making out. However, lately you've been wanting to go further. Thing is you don't know if they want that too.
You've tried to start the conversation but you chickened out every time, too scared that they weren't ready yet. Little did you know that they're dying to go further. The two had talked about it in the car on their way to your place. Jungkook gave Taehyung a knowing look as he moved his hand to rest on your thigh. At first you didn't think too much of it as you just continued watching the movie. That changed when he moved his hand to your inner thigh as he pressed open mouth kisses against the skin of your neck. You closed your eyes in pleasure as you you felt Jungkook biting onto your skin.
Taehyung moves so he's directly in front of you as he pulls you in for a passionate kiss. He pulls your bottom lip between his teeth before sliding his tongue into your mouth. The kiss gets even more passionate as he lifts you up and carries you to your bedroom, Jungkook following shortly behind. Taehyung lays you down on your bed before Jungkook crawls on top of you. Quickly crashing his lips on yours. His hands trail down your body as his lips move passionately against your own. Taehyung moves to sit down next to you as he pulls you up so you're sitting instead of laying down.
Jungkook didn't stop kissing you, only pulling back when Taehyung lifts your shirt over your head, before going back to kissing you again. Taehyung chuckles as he watches his boyfriend eagerly kiss you as he lifts his own shirt off. You break away from Jungkook to slide his shirt off as well before turning back to Taehyung with a happy smile on your face. Knowing you were all finally getting what you've wanted for so long. Soon after that you're all laying on the bed naked, clothes long gone as you're laying on top of Jungkook while Taehyung is behind you. Taehyung leans over to press a kiss against Jungkook's lips before he slides into you, Jungkook doing the same.
You all moan at the pleasurable feeling. You rest your forehead against Jungkook's collarbone as he holds onto Taehyung's arms. Because the three of you are all in a relationship together it's important for you to be close to each other at all times. That also counts for Taehyung and Jungkook. Even though they're both inside of you they're also making sure they're close to each other. Taehyung presses kisses down your neck before turning your face so he can kiss you as he slowly starts thrusting in and out of you. Jungkook does the same as he runs his fingers through Taehyung's hair. The older guy smiles happily at the skin ship his boyfriend provides him of before turning his attention to him and giving him a kiss on his swollen lips.
You scratch your nails down Jungkook's chest as they pick up the pace, moving in and out of you at the same time.
"Oh my god that feels so good."
You moan as you feel Taehyung roughly pulling your hair, his lips sucking on the sensitive skin of your neck as Jungkook's hands move to your hips to hold you down as he increases the pace of his thrusts. The two guys can feel themselves getting close as they feel your tight walls hugging them tightly.
"Fuck baby I'm close." Jungkook moans in your ear as his eyes are boring into Taehyung's.
Taehyung smirks at him as he yanks his boyfriend's hair back, making Jungkook only moan louder, edging him on.
"Tae I'm-"
Jungkook doesn't even finish his sentence as he feels his orgasm washing over him, cumming deep inside of you. The sight is just too good and you and Taehyung follow shortly behind him. All of you moaning loudly as the amazing waves of your orgasm wash over you. It takes a couple of seconds before all of you have calmed down a bit. Taehyung is the first one to pull out of you, hissing at the feeling of your warmth leaving him. Jungkook chuckles at him before doing the same. Taehyung rolls off of you as he pants heavily. Still trying to calm down.
You giggle as you shove him a little further so you can lay in between them. Jungkook turns his body so he's laying on his side. He leans over you to press a kiss against Taehyung's plump lips. Once he pulls back he turns you around to do the same, making you giggle. You really love these two and wouldn't trade them for the world. Jungkook tangles his legs with yours as he moves his arm so it's still draped over Taehyung, who's smiling fondly at the both of you.
"I love you two so much." He whispers, making your hearts flutter at his words.
"We love you too Tae, you know that."
He smiles at your words before pulling you closer and resting his chin on top of your head, smiling brightly at Jungkook. Who let out a yawn, making him look like an adorable puppy. Right then Taehyung realized that he couldn't be happier with the way things turned out and promised himself that he would never take you two for granted. No matter what happens he’d always appreciate you two for being by his side. With those things in mind he drifts off to sleep, hugging both you and Jungkook tightly.
bts fake texts // vkook convinces you to come to the dorms to cuddle y’all thought i was gonna do you dirty and not supply any vkook??? well you’re wrong. longer, super nsfw poly!vkook will be up tomorrow with some poly!yoonmin. PREP FOR IT YALL.
Summary: You had been friends with Jungkook and Taehyung more than three yeas, but you relationship changed one drunk night when you end fucking them. Not long after, that became an habit. And one night before christmas, they wanted to play with you.
Fifteen minutes after that message, you heard a knock on your door. Two tall boys of same height were standing on the outside. The younger, Jungkook; black haired, his leather jacket fitted perfectly on his muscular body, his black jeans were sticked to his big thighs, and you were feeling already glad that you tell them to come. The older, Taehyung; gray haired, thinner than the other guy, dressed with big pants and a big jacket with the zip opened on the top, let you the view of a perfect neck. You were ready to marked him, and let him do whatever to you with his huge hands that were rubbing each other because of the cold.
You opened the door to greeted them with a smile and roll your body 180° to let them see your sexy Santa costume, it was a tiny red skirt with a nice black belt and a red top, nothing more but the Christmas' hat with sparkles in your head.
The bigger guy held you by the waist making you spin once more while the other boy closed the door behind them. “God, Y/N. You're so dirty... you can't do this to us.” The older guy said. “Taehyung is right, Y/N. You're body will kill us someday, and you showed up like this… mommy Claus I don't know what's your game but I'm sure I wanna play it.” Jungkook clarified after him.
With that argument, you held your belt and told them, signaling them with a finger “actually, I want you both, elves, to help me test the toys Santa just finished. But, to come with me you must take off your clothes.”
Without a word, the two guys took off their clothes really quickly throwing it on the nearest chair, leaving only their boxers on. They looked at you asking for permission to take them off too, but you said no with your head and guided them to your room.
“Now elves, as you know,” you started talking while grabbing a box from your closet. “Santa makes toys for adults too… so,” you sit on your bed and opened your box, letting them see the set of dildos, butt plugs and a set of very different sizes of vibrators that were inside of the box. “I wanted you to come here to help me with these, I don't think Santa would mind if I test these toys with you, right?” You said as you lay on your bed opening your legs to let them know you weren't wearing underwear. They astonished, until Taehyung said “of course not, mommy Claus, we can be really helpful if you let us.“ he said laying on your side, already into your game and massaged your stomach with his long fingers.
“Indeed, ma'am.” The younger one said, sitting on your bed checking the toys. “We can use these two first if you like.” He said looking into your eyes with shyness, holding a vibrator and a butt-plug. You loved that idea so you let out a happy breath to him in agreement as he started to get closer to you both.
Holding your vibrator between your legs, he looked at the other guy to let him know something, Taehyung at his signal, started to kissed you hungrily as Jungkook turned on the artifact making you moan in the kiss. “That's right baby, moan for us.” Jungkook said moving the vibrator plastered on your clit.
“Yes, mhm, you're beautiful.” Taehyung said taking breaks from your kiss and putting a hand under your crop top to massage your breasts. You felt good but you knew they can do more to you.
Right then, the vibrator found a perfect spot so you moan louder between the kisses. Taehyung felt your back arched so he led his arm to round you while positioning almost over you, taking off your crop-top and letting a path of wet kisses until he reached your breasts, he started to hold your left tit between his mouth and started to bite and sucked. He had left marks around the nipple, you were feeling really good and Jungkook noticed this, so he introduced the butt-plug slowly into you, not before lubricated it with your already wet entrance. You moaned louder as the butt plug started to got into you.
Taehyung smiled while massaging your breasts and kiss them, going up again making you shut up with a wet french kiss. You started to feel the urge to have their dicks on you so you downed your hand to Taehyung's boxers and put it under it, holding his already hard member. He was long, really long, you felt him really hard under his underwear so you freed him and started to gave him slow strokes making him moaned with a growled voice between your kisses. He shut his eyes and you started to move your hand faster making him breathe harder, moaning louder. Jungkook was there seeing all the situation and suddenly he felt like a little third wheel, so he added almost all the butt plug inside of you making you jump from pain and pleassure. He forget about the plug and got closer to you both, laying over you and started to kiss you, still holding the vibrator on your sweet spot. He increased it's speed making you moaned harder shutting you up with a hungry kiss.
Taehyung moved himself away from you to positioning himself between your legs as Jungkook replace his spot. Taehyung started to push three fingers inside of you while taking away the vibrator and the butt plug to caress your clit with his thumb preparing you, forgetting about the toys and the firstly idea.
He slid his warm cock inside of you slowly, you difficultly tried to adjust yourself to his size, had been almost two weeks since he wasn't inside of you but still was hard to take it. Moaning in pleasure you felt Jungkook raising up to take his cock out, leaning closer to your head. You stuck out your tongue to started to lick the tip of his cock, his pink tip was soft and you saw a little precum in there. You reached his length with your two hands and gave him strokes, while putting the tip in your mouth, licking it and going up and down a vein that stood out in his length, while Tae increased his pace making you moan with Jungkook's dick in your mouth, making him moan because of the vibrations.
You were feeling your orgasm approaching while you went deeper with your head until his tip of Jungkook's dick hitted your throat. He took you by your hair and started to fuck your mouth. “Mommy Claus it's a little bit dirtier than I thought.” Taehyung said looking at you with Jungkook's member in your mouth and feeling your walls clenched around him stll hitting inside of you again and again.
You separated your mouth from Jungkook's cock with a 'plop' sound, but kept gaving him painful strokes making him rest his head on the wall. Breathing heavily. “Tae-Taehyung, I can't… hold it anymore.” You told him, letting him know you were about to cum. He accelerated his pace hitting the same spot that was making you moan louder and started to shake under them. “Come, miss Claus. Now.” He told you.
You came, your body panting under them. He, lubricated by your juices, took off his dick of you and climbed to be over your breasts. You took his length with one hand so now you were jerking him and Jungkook at the same time. You knew they were ready so you opened your mouth and sticked out your tongue. The two boys came in front of you, filling your mouth with their cum, their moans were music to your ears. You licked your lips looking them as you swallowed it all, and then laughed. “Ah, you're so nasty and beautiful.” Jungkook said recovering himself, smiling looking down, trying to hide his face.
Taehyung were still sitting over you. He leaned and kissed your cheeks. “I'm so glad we came here tonight.” He said separating from you as he got up and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower.
You stood there half seated on the bed. Jungkook looked at you in awe while fixing his underwear again. “Y/N, you know… I have a great time with you, I mean both of you. And we're been friends since a long time but lately we only came to fuck.” You looked at him. “Yes, because we wanted this… don't you?” You told him half laughing. Of course you only wanted them to fuck. They always made you feel amazing, this started not long ago one night that you all were playing games and made bets. Taehyung came with the idea of 'taking off your clothes when someone loses'. You three were so drunk that you finished fucking in your livingroom. And the week after that, and the other and the other.
“Yes I love it. But we can be more like before again, don't you want to hangout again?” He asked you.
You saw Jungkook stopily to see if that was a joke or not because yes, you were friends since always. But this was so much better than go to movies or play games on the living room, right? Then, you noticed he was serious.
"Sure." You answered him shruggling your shoulders. "I would took a shower on the down floor bathroom, come?" You asked him, not giving much importance to his proposal. He followed you with a smile plastered on his face.
Thanks to Admin Ji who helped me at the end because i didn’t know how to descend from Taekook’s clouds.
I’m really vanilla tbh but... well... I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKED IT and btw, I’m thinking about doing another part of this, because of Jungkook so, let me know if you want a part 2. Lots of love
