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hi , could you write more imagines about bang yongguk & daehyun obsessed with reader?? pleasee ..

I am sorry, but this blog is currently on hiatus. There are too many things in my life that I need to take care of at the moment 💖

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if not trouble, could you write an imagine about BAPxmafia au where their wife tries to runway with their unborn child?

I am sorry, but this blog is currently on hiatus. There are too many things in my life that I need to take care of at the moment 💖

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let me tell you something: no one is going to look at you, broken and shattered and think - damn, you are beautiful. no one is going to come pick up your broken pieces off the floor and assemble them into a beautiful whole. hell, you won’t even look at yourself and think - I made broken look beautiful. you know why? because all those writers lied to you. yes, all those with their poems of scraped knuckles and blood dripping down chins, pomegranate songs and loves that ripped through you like hurricanes. liars. so you and i, we are going to make a plan. you are not going to romanticize days when your brain tells you to smash that mirror, you are not going to romanticize the lover who doesn’t understand you but still writes about you. here is what you are going to romanticize instead: you are going to romanticize the first day of spring, its gentle hands all over your body, lifting you up until you are as light as a feather. you are going to romanticize the tea and honey kind of love, no hurricanes, but sunshine that builds you up from within, that helps you make it through the worst days. you are going to romanticize gentle hands of a friend in yours, telling you that it is going to be okay. because it is. and don’t trust poets, we’re no good, we love pretending that our jagged edges tantamount to a beautiful disaster, but in reality - there ain’t nothing beautiful about shaky hands holding a cigarette and empty eyes staring at the cracks in the walls. you know what is beautiful, instead? the days when you can look at yourself in the mirror and smile, scars and all. music that makes your soul flow like a river, books that offer comfort, families flocking together like overgrown birds to keep you safe and warm, friends that give you strength when you can find none, lovers who make you laugh through tears. baby, from now on you are going to romanticize healing; honey dripping down your fingertips, August nights that stick to your skin, the day you find your purpose, long car rides and singing so loud that no one can shut you up now. bad news: no one is coming to save you. good news: you can save yourself.

Lana Rafaela (via wnq-writers)

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Updated Masterlist

Key: ღ Fluff ♣ Angst ☾ Smut

➳ B.A.P

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Finding Out That Their S/O Knows How to Sing

Finding Out That You Are Scared When Flying on a Plane for the First Time

How Would a Date Night with B.A.P Look Like

How Would a Pool Party with B.A.P Look Like

Meeting a Cute Person During a Fan Signing Event

Seeing Their S/O Stressed

Someone Getting Too Close to Their Wife When She Is Pregnant {Mafia!au}

Their First Kiss With You

Their S/O Being Afraid of Thunderstorms

Their S/O Being Sick

Their S/O Proposing First

Waking Up Next to You for the First Time

You Wanting to Give Them a Hickey: Hyung Line | Maknae Line

↣ Jung Daehyun

☾ Come Back Home

ღ ♣ Lost in Memories

↣ Moon Jongup

ღ Meeting a Cute Person During a Fan Signing Event

➳ Big Bang

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Their Relationship Being Exposed on TV

Their S/O Having to Return to Their Home Country

➳ BTS

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How Would a Date Night With BTS Look Like

How Would a Day on the Beach with BTS Look Like

Finding Out That Your Neck Is Sensitive

Finding You Dancing to Blood Sweat & Tears

↣ Kim Taehyung (V)

ღ ☾ Cherry-Colored (feat. Jungkook)

ღ Night Walk

ღ Wish Come True {Prologue}

↣ Jeon Jungkook

ღ ☾ Cherry-Colored (feat. Taehyung)

➳ Got7

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You Telling Them That Only Their Voice Can Calm You When You Are Stressed

➳ iKON

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Someone Getting Too Close to Their S/O When They Are Pregnant {Mafia!au}

Their Wife Trying to Run Away with Their Unborn Child {Mafia!au}

When He Is Tough to the World But Gentle to You {Mafia!au}

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B.A.P Reaction to You Wanting to Give Them a Hickey {Hyung Line}

Maknae Line

Bang Yongguk

Since moving together a few weeks ago, Yongguk and you were basically inseparable when you were both at home. With his busy schedule and many responsibilities, every minute that you could be next to him felt special. But because the two of you lived in such proximity to each other, you also saw Yongguk’s serious and stressed side more often. 

Today was one of these days when nothing seemed to cheer him up; all his efforts were focused on working on a new album for the boys. Yongguk had been crouched over his laptop when you left for work in the morning and was still sitting in the same spot when you returned in the late afternoon. With a sigh, you shook your bag off your shoulder and dropped it on the floor next to the clothes hanger in the hallway. 

You sneaked behind the hardworking man and put your arms around his shoulders, nuzzling up to your boyfriend. “Still working on that track,” you mumbled, bending over his shoulder to have a better look at the screen of his laptop. 

Yongguk’s reply was brief but promising. “I actually moved on to the next song.” 

“That’s some progress,” you chirped cheerfully, noticing the faint smile which your comment had brought to his lips. Concerned about his health, you asked whether he had eaten at all today, relief flooding your body when he mentioned that he had ordered lunch from the restaurant a few meters down the street. 

“Why don’t you take a break before we have dinner,” you suggested, pecking the spot where his neck and shoulders connected. But Yongguk refused, explaining that he was finally close to creating the perfect arrangements to the lyrics Daehyun had sent him a few days earlier. “But Gukkie, you are going to exhaust yourself,” you tried to argue, moving your lips along his shoulder. 

After a few seconds of silence, you started sucking on his soft skin, leaving a dark hickey. Yongguk shifted under your touch, turning around slightly to reprimand you. “Y/N, can’t you be a little more patient? I promise I’ll be all yours tonight, but please let me finish this first.” With these words, his attention shifted back down to the laptop in his hands, not willing to talk anymore until he finished the project he had started.

Kim Himchan

It was one of these rare times that Himchan had the day off, and of course he wanted to spend time with you on this special occasion. The two of you had been inseparable from early morning until late at night: you had bought two smoothies at your favorite snack bar for a light breakfast, gone shopping at the new mall in your neighborhood (in one of the stores, Himchan took more than 20 minutes to decide whether he wanted to buy the black or grey version of the same damn sweater), eaten a small meal at a local restaurant, and gone groceries shopping to purchase all the ingredients you needed for your Tteokbokki and Soft Tofu Stew which you planned to cook in the evening.

After your stomachs were filled with the homemade delicacies, Himchan and you cleared up the bowls on the table and washed the dishes together at the sink. You were in the middle of cleaning a wine glass when a pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist. You could feel Himchan’s hot breath tickle your earlobe when he bent down to rest his chin on your shoulder. You turned your head to give him a quick peck before continuing your task, but Himchan had other plans on his mind.

His hands held your arms in place while he captured your lips, deepening the kiss. His body was pressed against your back, and you placed the glass on the counter before turning around so that you were facing him. “I guess the dishes can wait,” you murmured  as you put your arms around his neck and leaned into him more.

“Mhm.” You could feel Himchan smile against your lips when his hands started roaming your body, tugging at the hem of your shirt. You pulled away slightly to look into Himchan’s eyes, his gaze dark and eager, and you felt the excitement inside of you grow. Your lips connected with Himchan’s soft skin right above his collar bone and you sucked gently to mark this gorgeous man as yours.

Himchan squirmed under your touch, trying to pull away, but you hugged his torso so that he cold not escape. “Babe,” he whined, “you know I don’t like hickeys.”

“Because they stain your precious, white skin?” A challenging smirk played around the corners of your mouth. Unimpressed by his quiet protests, you left another hickey right where his shoulder and neck met. “But Chanie,” you argued, batting your eyelashes up at him, “tonight you’re all mine, and I want you to remember everything when you go to work tomorrow.”

Jung Daehyun

Come Back Home [One Shot; Smut]

Maknae Line

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B.A.P Reaction to You Wanting to Give Them a Hickey {Maknae Line}

Warning: light smut

Hyung Line

Yoo Youngjae

“Youngjae,” you whined, dropping your cheek onto his shoulder. “How much longer are you going to take?” You watched with displeasure as Youngjae turned another page of the book which he had been reading for the past hour. As much as you liked this concentrated, thoughtful side of him, you couldn’t change the fact that you were extremely bored, not really mustering enough focus to finish your own readings for university and not finding enough interest to check your social media when Youngjae was here. However, he had only looked at you for a brief moment, an amused smile on his lips, before going back to the book in his hands. “I don’t know, Sweetie,” Youngjae replied, never looking up from the pages on his lap. “I’ll let you know when I finish this chapter.” “That’s what you said fifteen minutes ago already,” you grumbled, sitting up and folding your arms in front of your chest. You stole a sideway glance at Youngjae, who was still completely fixated on the papery object in front of him. With a sigh, you looked through the room, trying to come up with a strategy to capture your boyfriend’s attention. 

You had been drawing circles on the couch with your fingers when you suddenly paused, having come up with the perfect plan. An uninterpretable smirk adorned your lips and you shifted your weight so that you were basically leaning against the man beside you. You stretched out your arms to hug his shoulders and leaned in, almost touching his earlobe. “Youngjae~,” you mewled, stretching out the last syllable of his name. When your gesture did not earn any reaction from him, you leaned in more until your lips touched the skin right below his ear. Before Youngjae could protest, you took his soft skin between your lips and sucked firmly.

Finally, Youngjae jerked under your touch and turned away his head in an attempt to escape your anything but innocent action. But when you persisted and tried to leave another hickey on his shoulder, he shut the book close with a loud thud. “Hey, Y/N! Can’t I finish just one more chapter in peace?” His voice was loud, but you knew that his anger was not real by the gentle glow in his eyes when he looked at you. After setting the book on the floor in front of the couch, Youngjae turned toward you, letting out a deep sigh and shaking his head when he saw you look up at him with innocent eyes. 

Suddenly, something in Youngjae stirred and his gaze turned darker. Next thing you knew, your wrists were captured by Youngjae’s strong hands and you felt your back hit the soft pillows of the sofa. “You’re basically screaming to be punished, princess. Let me show you what I do when you just can’t stop bothering me.”

Moon Jongup

Your eyes fluttered shut as you threw your head back in pleasure, a quiet sigh falling from your mouth when Jongup started massaging the skin of your exposed chest with his soft lips. You squeezed your legs which were wrapped around his waist closer together, pressing your body against his tighter. 

The two of you were currently on the bed of his room in the boys’ dorm, separated from the rest of B.A.P only by a thin wall next to your head. The six young men had organized a small, private party in their apartment to celebrate the success of their latest mini album. Tonight had been their last live performance, meaning that promotions were finally wrapped up and the boys were allowed to get some well-earned rest after weeks of preparation and performances. 

Youngjae had suggested to also invite the girlfriends and boyfriends of the members (poor Himchan, he was the only one who was still single, God knows why) and that’s how you ended up here tonight. Jongup and you both weren’t heavy drinkers, and when some of the members had gotten tipsy, you had decided to retreat to his room. 

Nevertheless, as soon as the door had closed behind you, a sudden surge of electricity had turned the atmosphere in the room thicker, and before you knew it, your lips were connected in a heated, passionate kiss. A few seconds later, you had pushed Jongup on his bed and straddled him, never removing your lips from his. And that’s how the two of you ended up a panting mess, eager to give yourselves to each other while the room next to you was full of people who could barge in on you at any time. But the spark of excitement inside of you was already burning too hot to be ignored, especially since Jongup’s lips were working their magic on your body like this. 

You bit your lower lip, trying to hold back the moans that threatened to slip out of your mouth when an idea crossed your mind. So far, Jongup had played the leading role in this make-out session, but you were about to change that to find out just how long he could contain himself. You pushed his shoulders gently to create more space between your glowing bodies and leaned forward to have better access to his neck. You sucked on his skin harshly, earning a surprised groan from him. 

A cheeky smirk played on your face when you felt his startled reaction to your touch. “Sh, or they will hear us, babe.” Of course, you were not going to make it easy for him to hold back the sounds of pleasure that wanted to pour out of his mouth so badly.

Choi Junhong (Zelo)

When you looked in the mirror, you bit your bottom lip and shook your head in disbelief. You automatically raised your hand and touched the little but numerous dark purple bruises on your skin. Memories of last night came back to your mind: how Junhong had come home from practice, all worked up because you had sent him teasing messages all day; how he had hungrily attacked your lips the moment he had walked through the door and saw you waiting for him on the couch in the living room; how he had made a panting mess of you in a matter of seconds; and, of course, how he had vent his frustration on you by adorning your neck and chest with countless angry love bites.

You let out a defeated sigh. As much as you had enjoyed last night, you could not change the fact that you had to go to work in half an hour and probably needed to wear a scarf for the rest of the week. You left the bathroom where you had put on make up and gotten ready for work. When you walked past the bedroom, your gaze fell upon Junhong who was still sleeping peacefully in the bed the two of you shared. When you saw his bare chest rising and falling slowly, an idea suddenly crossed your mind.

You smirked as you walked across the room and closed the distance between you and your boyfriend. It was ironic how he looked so pure and innocent in his sleep, but how he became rough and possessive when making love to you. You lowered yourself so that you were sitting on the edge of the bed, the mattress dipping ever so slightly when you hovered over the beautiful man. You bent down to kiss his neck; gently at first, but soon you sucked on his skin, taking revenge on Junhong and what he had done to you.

When you moved further down his neck to place another mark on his immaculate skin, he suddenly stirred in his sleep. Junhong opened his eyes slowly; and only after a few seconds did he realize what you were doing. “Y/N, what are you doing?” he mumbled sleepily, surprised at your action. You paused and looked up to his face instead. “Just giving my boyfriend what he deserves after turning me into a walking canvas.”

A moment passed before Junhong comprehended. When he understood the meaning of your words, a smug smile appeared on his face. Before you could resist, he had grabbed your hips and pushed you on top of him. His hands wrapped around your wrists as he pulled you down to his face, chest against chest. “Should we add a few more then?”

You tried to protest and escape his strong grip. “I have to go to work in a few minutes, Junhongie. And it is you who should get some!” The handsome male simply chuckled at your words, pulling you even closer to his body. You could feel his hot breath tickle your skin when he whispered into your ear. “A few minutes will be enough for me to show you why I am your daddy and why I get to decide whether or not you’ll have hickeys on your body.”

Hyung Line

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Himchan Drabble: When You Want to Give Him a Hickey

Word Count: 435

It was one of these rare times that Himchan had the day off, and of course he wanted to spend time with you on this special occasion. The two of you had been inseparable from early morning until late at night: you had bought two smoothies at your favorite snack bar for a light breakfast, gone shopping at the new mall in your neighborhood (in one of the stores, Himchan took more than 20 minutes to decide whether he wanted to buy the black or grey version of the same damn sweater), eaten a small meal at a local restaurant, and gone groceries shopping to purchase all the ingredients you needed for your Tteokbokki and Soft Tofu Stew which you planned to cook in the evening. 

After your stomachs were filled with the homemade delicacies, Himchan and you cleared up the bowls on the table and washed the dishes together at the sink. You were in the middle of cleaning a wine glass when a pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist. You could feel Himchan’s hot breath tickle your earlobe when he bent down to rest his chin on your shoulder. You turned our head to give him a quick peck before continuing your task, but Himchan had other plans on his mind. 

His hands held your arms in place while he captured your lips, deepening the kiss. His body was pressed against your back, and you placed the glass on the counter before turning around so that you were facing him. “I guess the dishes can wait,” you murmured  as you put your arms around his neck and leaned into him more. 

“Mhm.” You could feel Himchan smile against your lips when his hands started roaming your body, tugging at the hem of your shirt. You pulled away slightly to look into Himchan’s eyes, his gaze dark and eager, and you felt the excitement inside of you grow as well. Your lips connected with Himchan’s soft skin right above his collar bone and you sucked gently to mark this gorgeous man as yours. 

Himchan squirmed under your touch, trying to pull away, but you hugged his torso so that he cold not escape. “Babe,” he whined, “you know I don’t like hickeys.” 

“Because they stain your precious, white skin?” A challenging smirk played around the corners of your mouth. Unimpressed by his quiet protests, you left another hickey right where his shoulder and neck met. “But Chanie,” you argued, batting your eyelashes up at him, “tonight you’re all mine, and I want you to remember everything when you go to work tomorrow.”

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Come Back Home {M}

Summary: You hadn’t seen Daehyun in two months due to B.A.P’s busy world tour schedule. However, the day of his return was finally here and your reunion turned out more heated than you had expected… Pairing: B.A.P Daehyun x Reader Genre: Smut Word Count: 3.8k Warnings: SMUT 

Like every morning, you were woken up by the most obnoxious sound in the world: your phone’s alarm. With a tired grunt, you reached for the device on the nightstand next to your bed. You squinted and tried to find the snooze button which was not that easy given your sleepy state. You were about to sink back into your soft pillow and cuddle up in your warm blanket for just five more minutes (which usually turned into fifteen) when the caption of a new message caught your attention. It was sent by Daehyun more than an hour ago and you were curious if it was something important.

| Daehyun: “Good morning, babe. Did you sleep well? I have good news: the company confirmed that the boys and I can return home today. Our flight will depart this afternoon, which means that I’ll be back tonight. Can’t wait to see you!” [7:18AM] Suddenly, you were wide awake and jerked into an upright position. Instead of texting back, you tapped on the icon leading to the list showing your last calls and chose the first name on the list. Your heart started beating faster in excitement, praying that your boyfriend would pick up. However, you gave up hope after waiting for a good 30 seconds before cancelling the call, a small pout on your face. It wasn’t the first time that you got all excited about hearing Daehyun’s voice but were met with disappointment. You worked as a business consultant in a small, private firm in Seoul which is also how you met Daehyun a few months ago. His company had hired you to come up with an improved financial strategy since their entertainment business had experienced increasing losses. During an on-site visit, you were introduced to the company’s most popular group, B.A.P. You did not immediately notice Daehyun since, despite his tough and funny image on TV, he was a little shy in person. But the more you got to talk to the boys and hear about the company from their perspective, the more you were drawn to the handsome and thoughtful male from Busan. It was when you stumbled upon him one morning when he was in the studio early for practice that you found yourself staring at his powerful, enticing moves on the dance floor, completely fixated on his figure. Of course he noticed you in the mirrors, a fact you had not considered, and Daehyun paused to look back at you, chest rising and falling heavily from the intense choreography. It must have been the adrenaline pumping through his veins, because he turned towards you and jokingly said that you would have to buy him a meal if you continued staring. Instead of leaving, you swallowed, unable to avert your gaze. “Call,” you said with a confident smile before realizing the meaning of your words. Assuming that Daehyun must have been joking, you quickly left the practice room. However, Daehyun was serious about his request. A few days later, the two of you were strolling down the streets of Myeongdong, a district famous for it’s buzzing shopping malls and delicious street food. Of course, Daehyun ended up paying for most things and the two of you continued to see each other more often afterwards. And, well, the rest was history. Dating Daehyun was not always easy. Due to his busy schedule, the two of you did not have much time to see each other. Even when you did, you and Daehyun usually could not walk on the streets casually since fans might recognize him. Often times, Daehyun was so tired after hours of practice and recording that he wanted to stay inside to cuddle with you anyway. But the struggle payed off in the end since he was the only person to make you laugh as hard, to make you love yourself as much as when you were with him. For the past two months, Daehyun and the rest of B.A.P had been traveling around the globe because of their world tour. Long-distance relationships were especially hard for you: it was tough to call and message each other due to the time change, and you missed Daehyun so much that your heart almost physically ached for his touch. But today was different: Daehyun was coming back, and you would finally be able to embrace the man who made your world whole again.

When you were putting on make-up in the bathroom, your hands were shaking from excitement until you had to give up and opt for a simple, casual look. With a sigh, you told yourself that it would be fine since you had to spend the day in your office anyway. You grabbed a cereal bar from your kitchen since you were too giddy to fill your stomach with real food - but hey, better than nothing at all. Before leaving your apartment, you checked your phone one more time, just in case, but there were no missed calls. Even if Daehyun could not talk to you right now, you thought that it would be better to at least leave him a text message before starting your day at work. | Y/N: “I can’t wait for you to come home. I’ve been waiting for too long already. I love you.” [7:46AM]

You muted your phone since it would only distract you at work and hopped into your car to make sure you didn’t arrive at the office late. Because your attention was on the road and your thoughts already wandered to the mountain of e-mails you still had to reply to later, you did not immediately notice that a new message popped up on your phone screen.

| Daehyun: “Sorry that I couldn’t take your call. We’ll be leaving the hotel soon. And I missed you too, princess. In more ways than you can imagine ;)” [8:24AM]

The pointers on the clock in your office seemed to move extra slowly today. You impatiently tapped your pen on the desk while staring at the blank Word doc on your computer screen. With a semi-loud sigh, you decided to call it a day and work on your tasks another time. Sitting at your tiny desk which was cramped with papers and sticky notes reminding you of all the tasks you still had to take care of did not help at all. So, you decided to go home and prepare for your boyfriend’s return. Not even your boss’ surprised look when you rushed out the office building could make you feel guilty for not being productive today, not when you knew that Daehyun would be returning home from his two months long world tour this evening.

You thought it was impossible, but time passed even more slowly when the hour of his return approached. You had tried to find distraction in cleaning up the already tidy apartment and later by watching your favorite k-drama online, but nothing could prepare you for the excited jump your heart made when you heard a set of keys rattling at the front door. You quickly made your way to the entrance of your apartment just in time when the door jumped open and you were greeted by a familiar pair of eyes. “I missed you,” you whispered.

Daehyun did not reply, but the air around you suddenly became thicker. The attractive male entered the hallway and dropped his duffle bag in which he kept all his belongings. As soon as the door closed behind him, he eagerly closed the distance between your bodies, cupping your cheeks in his big, perfect hands. His lips hungrily attacked yours and you let out a needy whimper. “Y/N,” Daehyun mumbled in between heated kisses. Daehyun led you further into the apartment until your back hit the wall. One of his hands was now in your hair, pulling on it every so slightly, while the other hand had travelled South to cup your ass. When it came to making love to each other, Daehyun had always enjoyed to be dominant, even controlling. However, after being separated from him for so many weeks, you decided to show him just how much you had missed him. Your fingers found their way around his neck and you pressed your body closer into his, feeling his growing erection against your core. A shaky moan escaped your lips at the sensational feeling and your breath quickened. You hastily unbuttoned Daehyun’s shirt and as soon as your gaze fell upon his toned chest, your lips attached themselves to his golden torso. You gently sucked on his soft skin, wanting nothing more than to mark him as yours. A surprised moan feel from his lips as you continued to leave sloppy hickeys along his chest and neck. You had never given him love bites before because Daehyun had cautioned you that people would get suspicious if they saw the purple marks during broadcasts and fan meetings. However, you knew that he would not be promoting for another few weeks, meaning that you could finally bring color to the most beautiful canvas on Earth: Daehyun’s body. When he realized what you were doing, he pushed you back slightly, forcing you to look up at him. You noticed that his eyes had grown darker. His voice was rough when he spoke to you. “What are you doing, princess?” The familiar pet name sent shivers of anticipation down your spine. A playful smile was on your lips when you answered. “What does it look like to you, baby?” Before Daehyun had time to reply, you pushed him against the wall and reattached your lips to his collarbone. Your hands found his hips as you left a trail of wet, teasing kisses from his chest all the way down to his bellybutton. When you got closer to the place where Daehyun needed your touch the most, his head hit the wall as a frustrated groan fell from his lip. When you looked up at him, his eyes squeezed shut in pleasure, a small frown on his face and lips parted to form a silent “o”, you felt a rush of arousal shooting down to your center. But when you put your hands on the waistband of his jeans to pull them down, Daehyun placed his fingers over yours, holding you back. “Wait, Y/N. Let me take a shower first. I spent too much time at the airport and on the plane.” “I don’t care,” you murmured, not wanting to wait any longer. When you stood up to kiss his lips again, however, Daehyun placed a finger over your mouth, smiling at your impatience. “But I do. Now let me refresh myself, and I’ll be back in a second. Unless,” he mused, a cocky smirk on his face, “you would like to join me.”

Just the thought of your boyfriend’s body covered with tiny crystals of water and his black hair dripping with wetness made your head spin. You bit your bottom lip and nodded your head in agreement. You then made your way over to the bathroom, hips swaying seductively, feeling Daehyun’s burning gaze on your back and setting your skin aflame.

Your back was to the door when you gripped the hem of your shirt, wanting to strip out of your clothes as soon as possible. But two strong hands stopped you by placing themselves over yours. Daehyun’s body was pressing into yours and with a surprised look in your eyes, you turned your head to ask Daehyun what was the matter. But his lustful gaze already answered your question. “Let me do that for you, Y/N,” he purred, gently pushing your hands away and slowly pulling your top over your head, throwing it on the ground carelessly. At the sight in front of him, he licked his lips, a pleased look on his face. “No bra, huh? You are such a naughty girl,” Daehyun whispered, hands sneaking higher. He cupped both of your breasts and started massaging them expertly, earning a sweet moan from you. Your eyes fluttered shut and you leaned your head against Daehyun’s shoulder, growing weaker under his touch. One of his hands travelled South to sneak into the front of your jeans and Daehyun started rubbing you over the fabric of your silken panties, the motion slow and teasing.

You bit his shoulder to suppress the needy whimpers falling from your lips, but before you could grow too desperate, you quickly turned around to face your boyfriend. You grabbed the shirt which you had unbuttoned earlier and threw it away to join yours on the floor. Your hands sneaked behind Daehyun, slipping into his pants and giving his ass a light squeeze. While your lips connected with his, you could hear him moan into the kiss, clearly as turned on as you were. Involuntary, his hips bucked into you a little too forcefully, making you call out a small whimper of discomfort. “Sorry,” Daehyun chuckled, “but you make me feel so good, baby.” With these words, he pulled back slightly, creating just enough space to pull down your jeans and underwear. You stepped out of the small pile and when you looked up again, Daehyun had already removed all of his clothes as well. He stretched his arm to turn on the faucet in the shower but did not step into the hot stream of water yet. “Ladies first,” he invited you playfully.

You didn’t need to be told twice and stepped past Daehyun, immediately enshrouded in the pleasant steam of the shower. A shudder ran through you at the pleasant feeling. A split second later, however, you were pressed against the cold tiles of the wall by Daehyun who bent forward to kiss you hungrily. A surprised gasp escaped you when your heated skin hit the chilly wall, giving Daehyun the opportunity to slip his tongue inside your mouth while his hands roamed your body. His movements were more rushed, more needy than before. You let your hand wander down to his member, but when his fingers wrapped around your wrist firmly, your plans to return the pleasure he was giving you were thwarted - again. “Let me spoil you first,” was his only explanation.

You watched as Daehyun reached behind you to retrieve some body wash from  the shower caddy and squeezed the container until a decent quantity of shower gel was on his palm. After setting the body wash back to where he got it from, Daehyun rubbed his hands together, spreading the liquid evenly in his palms. He started off by spreading the gel all over your shoulders, fingers rubbing small circles into your skin. His hands travelled down your arms, then up your sides. His fingers stopped at your hips and he bent forward to take one of your nipples between his lips. When he sucked teasingly, your hands flew to his hair and you arched your back, a quiet hiss falling from your lips. You could feel Daehyun smirk under you as he gave your other nipple the same treatment. Next thing you knew, Daehyun left sloppy kisses between your breasts, slowly moving down your upper body, his hands replacing where his lips had been before. At this point, your hands were clenched into fists and you pressed your legs together tightly in an attempt to control the growing tension in your most precious spot. “D-daehyun, please,” you whimpered. “Not yet, princess. Be patient, and I will reward you later.” He squatted down to kiss the skin right below your belly button, and you wanted nothing more than to feel his lips somewhere else. But you needed to hold out a little longer. Fortunately, Daehyun understood just how much you needed him and sped up his task of lathering you. 

You decided that it would only be fair to return the favor, so you reached behind you to fish the body wash from the caddy and splashed a good amount of the shower gel onto your palm. “Your turn,” you whispered, watching as Daehyun got up to receive your sweet offer. You wanted to take a different approach and squatted down to start cleaning him from the bottom up. You pressed your hands against his lower legs and slowly started rubbing upwards. When you reached his thighs, you slowed down your movements and only used your fingertips to spread the soap on his skin. Your eyes widened in awe when you looked up and realized how big his pink and veiny member had grown already. You gave his tip a tentative lick, feeling the first drops of his precum on your tastebuds. Daehyun jerked back in surprise, a groan of bliss coming from his mouth. “Someone’s sensitive today,” you mused, a playful smile on your lips. 

Instead of torturing your boyfriend more, you gave him one last lick from the base of his shaft all the way to his throbbing tip and continued lathering him. Right before you finished though, you let one of your hands wander down his torso until you felt his rock-hard cock against your palm. You wrapped your digits around it and gave it a gentle squeeze before pumping his member slowly. The soap on your hands made the task so much easier and so much more pleasurable for Daehyun who was now pressed against the wall of the shower, eyes squeezed shut and biting his lips in an attempt to suppress the moans that wanted to escape his lips.

But the moment didn’t last long because Daehyun had other things on his mind. “Enough,” he growled, shoving your hands away. “Shower the soap off of you right now and wait for me in the bedroom.” You did as you were told, but when you grabbed a towel to dry yourself, Daehyun impatiently pulled it away, glaring at you intently. “I can’t wait any longer. Bedroom. Now.”

You barely had a chance to lie down properly on the bed since as soon as your back hit the mattress, Daehyun was already hovering over you, his dripping wet skin pressed against yours. A shiver ran down your spine at the sensation of cold air whirling around you while Daehyun’s heated skin touched yours. Daehyun’s lips pressed against yours hungrily, his tongue begging to enter your mouth which you allowed him immediately. His tongue was fighting yours for dominance when he started to slowly rub his cock against your slick folds. You couldn’t take it any longer. “Daehyun, please,” you whimpered, almost desperate. At your plea, Daehyun pulled back and reached for the drawer of your nightstand next to your bed. He retrieved a condom, ripped the wrapper open with his teeth and rolled the thin rubber over his cock. With one last look into your eyes, he aligned himself at your entrance and slowly pushed inside. You gasped at the stretching sensation, not quite used to his size after two months of abstaining from sex with Daehyun. Sure, you had pleasured yourself two or three times, but your fingers were never enough to make you feel as filled up as you were feeling now. “Does it hurt?” Concern was obvious in Daehyun’s voice after seeing the furrow between your brows. “Just a little,” you whispered, waiting for the pain to subside. A few seconds later, you started bucking your hips upward, signaling Daehyun that you were ready. At this gesture, he pulled out slowly before sliding back in. His slow pace made you adjust to his big size more easily, and soon the pain you had felt earlier was replaced by waves of pleasure. Your hands gripped his shoulders tightly, looking for a way to stabilize yourself. “Faster,” you murmured, cheeks flushed a bright red. Almost immediately, Daehyun complied to your request and wrapped the fingers of one hand around the headboard of the bed to anchor himself. His other hand cupped your cheek and the look in his eyes told you that although he was going to be rough on you, his heart was filled with tender love for you.

The speed of his hips picked up and he was now ramming into you faster, harder, bringing you closer to the edge. His name and a handful of curses fell from your lips as your gripped his shoulders more firmly, fingernails digging into his taught skin. Tiny droplets of water from Daehyun’s hair fell onto your chest as his moans grew louder as well, sounding like music to your ears. “Shit, I am so close, Hyunnie,” you begged, not wanting him to stop. Suddenly, he removed his hand which had been resting against your cheek and let it wander down to your clit where he started rubbing small circles on your most sensitive spot. His touch was the last element you needed to be driven over the edge, and the tension that had been spreading inside of you snapped like a taut string that had been cut  in two. You screamed his name one last time as tiny fireworks exploded inside of you. Daehyun continued to ram into you, his movements becoming sloppier and you knew that he was close too. You were still riding out your high when you looked up to him, an expression of bliss and pure pleasure on your face. Seeing you like that, Daehyun let out a deep grown before coming as well. The two of you lay like this, wrapped up into each other, for a few more seconds before Daehyun slowly pulled out, making sure to hold onto the condom tightly. He rolled off of you and tied a knot into the small rubber, getting up to throw it in the trashcan in the bathroom. He returned with a hot towel in his hands so that you could clean yourself. When you were finished, you looked up to see Daehyun staring at you. “What’s the matter?” you asked, a little confused. A faint smile was on his face when he answered. “Do you know how beautiful you are, Y/N?” His sudden confession made you blush and you didn’t know where to look anymore. “Stop talking and come here already, Prince Charming,” you asked and patted on the empty space beside you on the bed.

Daehyun lowered himself onto the bed and scooted closer to you, making sure to wrap the warm blankets around the both of you. “But it’s true,” he responded, wrapping both of his arms around you and resting his chest against your front. You smiled at his words, a feeling of comfort and safety rushing through your veins. 

As you were laying in the bed like this, feeling Daehyun’s hot breath tickle your cheek, you thought that being separated for two moths was totally worth it. You pecked his lips before saying the words that were long overdue. “Welcome home, Gorgeous.”

[kpopsecretwizard]

HELLO KPOP FANDOM!

Continuing the tradition of spreading love, we are are pleased to announce the beginning of our annual event!

We hereby announce the start of KSV2018!! That’s right, brought to you by the admins of @kpopsecretsanta2014, 2015, 2016 and 2017, kpopsecretvalentine2015/2016/2017, thekpopgames (2015 and 2016), K-pop Secret Valentine 2018 is here!

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[theclouddiver]

Get to Know Your Author Ask Game

I have been thinking that it would be really nice to get to know y’all better an to also tell you a little more about myself, so I decided to answer a few questions of the Get to Know Your Author Ask Game! I’ll start by answering a couple of questions myself, but feel free to send me a message with the number and question you would like me to talk about!

3) What order do you write in? Front of book to back? Chronological? Favorite scenes first? Something else? I usually start off by creating a general outline of the story I am planning to write: What are the characters like, and how are they special? What is the main plot of the story? How many scenes would I like to include? Is there a happy ending to the story? After sorting through where I want the story to go, I usually start writing in a chronological order and add anything I did not list in my general outline if I think it would add to the story!  

8) Favorite genre to write? Used to be fluff when I was younger, but recently I have been experimenting more with angst and smut! You can look forward to future stories ;)

10) Write in silence or with background noise? With people or alone?

Music for life! I always plug in my earphones and cut out the rest of the world when I write. And I never write in the presence of others; I prefer to write alone. It would be so weird if people asked me what I was writing about!

16) are there any characters who haunt you?

When I just started writing fan fiction, I wrote a scene between B.A.P’s Kim Himchan and a female O/C. The story was about a breakup due to misunderstandings, and a lot of angst was woven through the paragraphs. I let two of my close friends read the piece, and one of my friends liked the writing so much that she even drew a cover art for it. At that time, I was really proud of how I portrayed Himchan in this particular story, so he is engrained in my mind even today.

If you want to know more, please send me the number and question!!

[shadesfalcon]

send an ask: get to know your author

1) is there a story you’re holding off on writing for some reason?

2) what work of yours, if any, are you the most embarrassed about existing?

3) what order do you write in? front of book to back? chronological? favorite scenes first? something else?

4) favorite character you’ve written

5) character you were most surprised to end up writing

6) something you would go back and change in your writing that it’s too late/complicated to change now

7) when asked, are you embarrassed or enthusiastic to tell people that you write?

8) favorite genre to write

9) what, if anything, do you do for inspiration?

10) write in silence or with background noise? with people or alone?

11) what aspect of your writing do you think has most improved since you started writing?

12) your weaknesses as an author

13) your strengths as an author

14) do you make playlists for your current wips?

15) why did you start writing?

16) are there any characters who haunt you?

17) if you could give your fledgling author self any advice, what would it be?

18) were there any works you read that affected you so much that it influenced your writing style? what were they?

19) when it comes to more complicated narratives, how do you keep track of outlines, characters, development, timeline, ect.?

20) do you write in long sit-down sessions or in little spurts?

21) what do you think when you read over your older work?

22) are there any subjects that make you uncomfortable to write?

23) any obscure life experiences that you feel have helped your writing?

24) have you ever become an expert on something you previously knew nothing about, in order to better a scene or a story?

25) copy/paste a few sentences or a short paragraph that you’re particularly proud of

[theclouddiver]

{Preview} Come Back Home

— Part of the B.A.P’s Reaction to You Wanting to Give Them a Hickey series —

Summary: You hadn’t seen Daehyun in two months due to B.A.P’s busy world tour schedule. However, the day of his return was finally here and your reunion turned out more heated than you had expected… Pairing: B.A.P Jung Daehyun x Female Reader Genre: Smut Word Count (Preview): 600

The pointers on the clock in your office seemed to move extra slowly today. You impatiently tapped your pen on the desk in a rhythm that only existed in your head while staring at the blank Word doc on your computer screen. With a semi-loud sigh, you decided to call it a day and work on your task another time. Not even your boss’ surprised look when you walked out the office building could make you feel guilty for not being productive today, not when you knew that Daehyun would be returning home from his two months long world tour this evening. The past few days, you had been feeling very giddy at the thought of seeing (and feeling) him again, and sitting at your tiny desk which was cramped with papers and sticky notes reminding you of all the tasks you still had to take care of did not help at all. So, you decided to go home early and prepare for your boyfriend’s return. 

You thought it impossible, but time passed by even more slowly when the hour of his return approached. You had tried to find distraction in cleaning up the already tidy apartment and later watching your favorite k-drama online, but nothing could prepare you for the excited jump your heart made when you heard a set of keys on the front door. You quickly made your way to the entrance of your apartment, just in time for when the door opened and you were greeted by a familiar pair of eyes. 

“I missed you,” you whispered. Daehyun did not reply, but the air between you suddenly became thicker. The attractive male entered the hallway and dropped his duffle bag in which he kept all his belongings. As soon as the door closed behind him, he eagerly closed the distance between your bodies, cupping your cheeks in his big, perfect hands. His lips hungrily attacked yours and you let out a needy whimper. “Y/N,” Daehyun mumbled in between heated kisses. 

Daehyun led you further into the apartment until your back hit the wall. One of his hands was now in your hair, pulling on it every so slightly, while the other hand had travelled South to cup your ass cheek. When it came to making love to each other, Daehyun had always been the dominant, controlling one. However, after being separated from him for so many weeks, you decided to show him just how much you had missed him. 

Your fingers found their way around his neck as you pressed your body closer into his, feeling his growing erection against your core. A shaky moan escaped your lips at the sensational feeling and your breath started to become faster. You hastily unbuttoned Daehyun’s shirt and as soon as your gaze fell upon his toned chest, your lips attached themselves to his golden skin. You gently sucked on his skin, wanting nothing more to mark him as yours. A surprised moan fell from his lips as you continued to leave sloppy hickeys along his chest. 

You had never given him love bites before because Daehyun had cautioned you that people would get suspicious if they saw the purple marks during broadcasts and interviews. However, you knew that he would not be promoting for another few weeks, meaning that you could finally bring color to the most beautiful canvas on Earth: Daehyun’s body. When he realized what you were doing, he pushed you back slightly, forcing you to look up at him. 

You noticed that his eyes had grown even darker and his voice was rough when he spoke to you.

[theclouddiver]

Update coming by the end of this week. Expect something around 3k in length~

[in-the--afterglow]

Send me a ‘hi’ and I will put my playlist on shuffle, write down the first line of five songs and give it to you as a poem.

[theclouddiver]

Cherry-Colored {YouTuber!AU}

Summary: When Jungkook does not give his boyfriend the attention he needs, Taehyung decides to find a new way to make the younger male notice him.

Pairing: BTS Taehyung x Jungkook Genre: Fluff, Smut Word Count: 4.5k Warnings: SMUT Requested by anon. I never noticed how much I enjoy listening to Exo when writing smut.

Finishing the last few touches of his make-up, Taehyung smirked at his own reflection in the mirror. The young male had spent the last 30 minutes in the bathroom drawing what looked like cherry-colored hickeys across his neck and chest. Taehyung was not an expert at make-up, but fortunately, YouTube was out there to help him. After watching a few tutorials, he had successfully mastered eyeshadows and makeup brushes. A wide grin was plastered across Taehyung’s face and a giddy feeling started to rise in the pit of his stomach when he thought about his plan to trick his long-term boyfriend into thinking that he had gotten hickeys from making out with a stranger. Jungkook, whom he had met at a gaming convention a couple of months back, had never been the type to get jealous easily. Not that Taehyung minded; after all, his boyfriend’s laid-back attitude had saved the couple a lot of arguments about irrelevant things and was a symbol of the strong trust that existed between the two boys like an unspoken promise.

But there was something that Taehyung was slightly annoyed about. Jungkook had been a huge fan of the game Overwatch from the beginning of their relationship. This, in itself, did not pose a problem; after all, Taehyung was a professional gamer himself and regularly uploaded Let’s Plays and gaming guides on his personal YouTube channel. Although Taehyung preferred action-adventure games such as Final Fantasy and The Legend of Zelda (when Breath of the Wild came out, Taehyung didn’t leave the house for three consecutive days because he was so into the game), the older boy had spent many hours watching Jungkook play Overwatch, and even joined a few battles every now and then. But recently, Jungkook’s obsession with his favorite game had been too much: the younger male had basically become one with his computer, and at this point Taehyung started to wonder whether he was more important to Jungkook or his gaming equipment.

Of course, Taehyung knew the answer, but he still wanted to test his boyfriend and chastise Jungkook for not spending enough time with him. And that’s where his idea  of doing the hickey prank on Jungkook came from. After days of debating whether his plan would work and a few stressful hours in front of shelves filled with make-up articles which seemed like an enigma to Taehyung, he was finally ready to trick his boyfriend into thinking that he kissed another man. With a last look into the mirror and an excited glint in his eyes, Taehyung turned off the lights in the bathroom and eagerly made his way over to the couch in the living room to wait for Jungkook to return home from buying groceries from the convenience store next door.

Time seemed to test his patience by ticking by at a slower pace. The boy’s fingers tapped against the armrest impatiently as he pulled out his phone from his pocket and started scrolling through his Facebook. Of course, like always when he needed to kill time, his feed was devoid of any interesting posts. Only a few minutes had passed, but Taehyung felt as if he had been sitting in the living room for half an hour already. How long did Jungkook need to get the few things on the shopping list?

Just when Taehyung started debating the likelihood of a kidnapping incident targeting the most handsome person in the grocery store - which, undoubtedly, would target his boyfriend - said person stepped over the threshold of the apartment and closed the front door behind him. “I’m back,” Jungkook briefly announced himself and made his way over to the kitchen. The giddy feeling in the pit of Taehyung’s stomach returned since he knew that the younger boy would have to pass the living room on his way to the kitchen. Finally, Taehyung’s efforts to prepare his little “surprise” for his boyfriend would pay off.  As soon as Jungkook appeared in the doorframe, Taehyung stretched out his arms to welcome the younger boy with a hug. “Kookie, come over here. I’ve missed you.”

With a chuckle, Jungkook came closer and pecked the older boy’s lips, two heavy bags in his hands. Taehyung’s arms automatically wrapped around his boyfriend. “What are you talking about? I was gone for less than an hour. Instead of complaining about how much you’ve missed me, you could have come with me.” “To be the one carrying the heavy stuff and paying for all your snacks? Not going to happen,” Taehyung commented jokingly. He let himself fall on his back, inviting the younger boy to come cuddle with him on the couch. But instead of following Taehyung’s invitation, Jungkook walked straight into the kitchen. “Sorry, Hyung. There are a few things that need to be put into the fridge. Actually, can you come help me? I told my friends that I would join them in this important battle, and the faster I am done with this,” he said while shaking the bags in his hands for emphasis, “the better.” Taehyung rolled his eyes, barely able to suppress an annoyed groan. Of course, the first thing Jungkook wanted to do after coming back was playing Overwatch. Again. With a sigh, the older boy stood up from the couch and walked over to the kitchen counter where Jungkook had placed the two bags filled with groceries. If his boyfriend did not want to cuddle with him, Taehyung mused, he would have to be more obvious about his “surprise”. Jungkook was already in the middle of putting things into cupboards, shelves and the fridge. A pout on his lips, Taehyung snuck his arms around Jungkook’s waist. “Playing that game again? Can’t you wait a little, so that we can do something together first? Maybe we can watch a movie or check out that new shopping mall a few minutes from-“ Jungkook put down the cup of instant noodles in his hands and interrupted the older boy impatiently. “Tae, I told you that this season of battles is really important to me. Just let me play today, and we can do something together on the weekend, okay?” To be honest, Taehyung had not expected to hear anything else. Jungkook always found a way to refute Taehyung in situations like these. But today, Taehyung hoped to get a different reaction from Jungkook. Not wanting to give up, he asked, “Promise?” “Yeah, sure,” Jungkook replied, not paying much attention to Taehyung’s request. “Look into my eyes when you make a promise,” Taehyung whined, tugging at the hem of Jungkook’s shirt. Finally, the Jungkook turned around with a sigh, finding Taehyung’s gleaming eyes. “I promise that I’ll be all yours this weekend and that…,” Jungkook trailed off, distracted by the sight in front of him. Only now he noticed the cherry-colored spots on his boyfriend’s skin, and he was not sure what to make of them. “What are these,” Jungkook asked softly. Taehyung’s heartbeat sped up as soon as he heard these words. Although he wanted to smirk because his plan was finally working, Taehyung reminded himself that his plan had only just started and that everything depended on his acting skills from now on. “Um, nothing,” Taehyung lied while shrugging his shoulders and trying to look unaffected. “I must have bumped into something when I cleaned up our gaming equipment earlier. Seriously, you should put the controllers on the shelf as soon as you stop playing next time.” Jungkook only grunted at Taehyung’s remark and shifted his attention back to the task of putting the groceries away. He got very quiet, trying to decipher the meaning behind his boyfriend’s appearance. Were these red, purple spots really what he thought them to be…? Taehyung could almost feel how the younger boy’s gaze drifted back to his neck every now and then. When the two men had finished sorting the groceries, Jungkook suddenly turned to Taehyung, a blank expression on his face. “Do they hurt,” he demanded to know, nodding towards the red spots on his boyfriend’s neck.

“Just a little,” Taehyung admitted, raising his hand to touch his skin right below his jawline, hoping that he did not smudge any of the eyeshadow in the process.

The younger boy leaned against the kitchen counter, crossing his arms in front of his chest and glaring at Taehyung. Jungkook bit the inside of his cheek, a clear sign that he was starting to feel annoyed. “Are you sure that you got them from cleaning up? They don’t look like bruises to me.” Taehyung shifted his stance uncomfortably, trying to avoid his boyfriend’s piercing eyes. “I don’t know how else I would have gotten them… I didn’t really notice until now.” He wanted to exit the kitchen, when Jungkook held him back.

“Stay here,” Jungkook called, voice calm but a little louder than usually. “What were you doing while I was gone?”

“Nothing,” Taehyung spoke truthfully. “I stayed here and waited for you. What else would I be doing, Kookie?” Taehyung was not prepared when Jungkook reached for his wrist and pulled him closer. Jungkook’s grip was strong, not planning on letting the older male go until Jungkook’s questions were answered. “And you were alone the entire time? You didn’t invite anyone over - say, one of your friends, or Jimin?”

Taehyung frowned, trying to shake off Jungkook’s fingers around his wrist, but failing almost immediately. Then it dawned on him. Was Jungkook suspecting that he had invited their neighbor over to their home while Jungkook was gone?

 Park Jimin had been their neighbor since Jungkook and Taehyung had moved into this apartment to live together a few months ago. The three of them had gotten along well since the very beginning, or so Taehyung had thought. They had invited Jimin over to watch a movie before, and Jimin had also cooked for them on one occasion. Both Jungkook and Taehyung agreed that Jimin was one of the most beautiful men they had ever met - but only now Taehyung realized that Jungkook might be jealous. That would explain why Jungkook pushed Taehyung into their shared apartment whenever they met Jimin in the hallway and why Jungkook had offered to do the groceries lately. With a lot of difficulty, Taehyung suppressed the grin that made the corners of his mouth twitch when a new strategy crossed his mind.

“I might or might not have invited Jimin over - I mean, we are neighbors, after all, what’s wrong with that? I would be bored without you anyway,” Taehyung pretended to admit. Of course, he hadn’t talked to or even seen their neighbor all day today. He just wanted to test how far he could take it before Jungkook would snap.

Jungkook snorted in reply to Taehyung’s comment, getting more upset by the second. Not loosening his grip on Taehyung’s wrist, he tried to extinguish the rising flames of anger licking against his insides like wild beasts waiting for a chance to be released. “And what did the two of you do while I was gone? It doesn’t look like you were bored this time. Answer me,”  Jungkook demanded when Taehyung looked to the ground, clearly growing uncomfortable under Jungkook’s controlling gaze. “It’s nothing, Jungkook. I told you I was cleaning up when something-,“ Taehyung tried to explain, but was cut off by his angry boyfriend before he could even finish his sentence. “Don’t lie to me, Hyung. I am not blind. I can tell hickeys from bruises. And these… things on your neck don’t look like bruises at all. I might be younger than you, but I am not a fool. Now tell me where the fuck you got them from.” Jungkook was no longer trying to control the anger that spilled from his heart like icy waves on a stormy sea. His voice was louder than usually and the neighbors might hear, but the young man didn’t care anymore. All he cared about was finding out the identity of the person who had given Taehyung these ugly-looking spots so that he could either vent his negative feelings on them or Taehyung. Taehyung winced at the sound of his boyfriend’s sharp voice. He had never seen Jungkook so upset before, but under the passionate emotion was also a hint of disappointment. Disappointment at the realization that the man Jungkook had trusted the most might have betrayed him. 

Taehyung did not want to reveal the truth of the situation yet, so he continued to pour fuel on the fire. “I am telling you, it’s nothing. Yes, I invited Jimin over. We ended up trying out that new app I downloaded earlier, the one that’s similar to truth and dare and… um…,” Taehyung trailed off, hoping that Jungkook would take the bait.

Jungkook swallowed hard. “Don’t tell me that kissing was part of the game.” Taehyung bit his lower lip, unfounded guilt apparent on his face. Once more, Taehyung tried to break free from Jungkook’s grip, but the younger male was stronger than him and did not let him escape until he was finished with the conversation. “It’s really not what it looks like, Jungkook. It was just a game, nothing serious. Please, don’t fuss about it.” “Don’t fuss about it? What should I do instead, then? Sitting on the couch pretending to be all fine while my boyfriend makes out with our neighbor? Are you serious, Taehyung?” Finally, Jungkook let go of Taehyung’s wrist, clenching his fists instead. His expression was one of hurt, anger and disappointment. He didn’t want to stay in this stuffy apartment any longer; he needed to get some fresh air and let off his steam. When he tried to exit the kitchen though, Taehyung stepped in his way, desperately trying to hold the younger man back from leaving like this. “Kookie, listen. I am really sorry. I know it should have never happened, and that it’s my fault, but I am really sorry. Please, don’t leave right now. You are so important to me, and there is nobody that I love more than you!” Despite Taehyung’s plea to stay, Jungkook pushed his boyfriend to the side and strode towards the front door, feet hitting the floor angrily with each step. “You should have thought about that before inviting that prick Jimin over. I told you that I am not fine with dating a cheater.” Taehyung ran past Jungkook, blocking the front door to prevent his boyfriend from exiting. But when Jungkook had finished putting on his jacket and shoes and was greeted with the sight of Taehyung, arms spread out and a wide grin on his face, Jungkook’s vexation returned twice as powerful as before. “Is this a joke to you, Kim Taehyung? Are you seriously thinking your stupid smile is just going to fix this?” Jungkook spat out, clenching his teeth to prevent himself from yelling. Taehyung suppressed a giggle, finding the upset figure of his boyfriend amusing, ironically. It was finally time to resolve the tense situation. He jumped forward to give Jungkook a hug, but was pushed away before he could wrap his arms around the younger boy. “Kookie, listen. Of course I am not serious. It’s a prank.” Jungkook was still struggling to get out the door, but before he could push down the handle completely, he paused for a moment, trying to comprehend the meaning of Taehyung’s words. Still worked up from their argument, he could only bring out an irritated “What?!” Taehyung laughed out happily, taking Jungkook’s hand in his. This time, Jungkook did not pull back immediately. “Trust me, it’s not real! It’s just eyeshadow. Look, you can even wipe it away.” He gave a quick demonstration of rubbing over on of the cherry-colored marks and smudging the fake hickey. “See, just like this.” Jungkook did not believe his boyfriend’s words and needed to convince himself of the truth first. He licked his thumb to moisten it with saliva and rubbed over one of the red spots on Taehyung’s neck. As Taehyung had promised, the mark disappeared under his touch. Taehyung tried to turn away, disgust written all over his face. “Stop it, Jungkook. I don’t want to have your saliva all over me.” “Oh, shut up, Hyung,” Jungkook replied, annoyance evident in his voice. He reached for Taehyung’s arm to pull the older male closer and repeated the same motion of moistening his finger and wiping another fake hickey away as a heavy sigh escaped his lips. “You must be kidding me, this is so stupid.” Another laughter was heard when Taehyung managed to free himself from Jungkook. “Well, you are not wrong. I am kidding you right now, and you totally fell for it!” An angry grunt was heard and Taehyung ran away into the living room to escape Jungkook who was following him closely. Countless giggles fell from Taehyung’s lips as he was trying to dodge his boyfriend who was chasing him through the entire apartment. When Taehyung was close to running out of breath, he plopped down onto the couch in the living room, but instead of having the chance to regain his breath, he was pressed down into the soft cushions when Jungkook threw himself onto Taehyung. “Gotcha! Don’t try to run away, I am not done with you yet!” Before Taehyung could protest, Jungkook caught the older boy’s wrists and slid them overhead, pinning Taehyung beneath him. With his free hand, Jungkook poked Taehyung’s side, making him squirm from the ticklish sensation. As much as Taehyung tried to struggle free from his boyfriend’s torturous movements, Jungkook’s many visits to the gym did not go unnoticed, causing the younger man to dominate Taehyung with ease.

“K-kookie, s-stop,” Taehyung tried to argue breathlessly.  

As Taehyung’s chest was rising and falling heavily, small whimpers escaping his innocent lips, Jungkook’s eyes suddenly turned a shade darker. “Don’t tell me what to do, Hyung,” Jungkook reprimanded, a small frown on his face. “You can’t imagine how scared I was just now. I really thought that I would lose you.” “S-sorry,” Taehyung apologized, still struggling to pump enough air into his exhausted lungs. “I didn’t mean to scare you, really. It’s just that you have been so distant to me lately, always playing Overwatch as soon as you come back. I… I didn’t know how else to get your attention.” The last sentence came out no louder than a whisper. Taehyung looked up at Jungkook apologetically, eyes shining with sincerity. Jungkook lifted one of his eyebrows, looking at his Hyung skeptically. “Don’t you think you went a step too far though?” Jungkook bent down to Taehyung’s face, now only millimeters aways from Taehyung’s ear. “Making me believe that you kissed another man… that wasn’t the best way to communicate with me.” A shiver ran down Taehyung’s spine when he felt Jungkook’s hot breath tickling his sensitive skin.

Instead of replying to his boyfriend’s accusation, Taehyung let out a shaky breath, feeling waves of heat spread throughout his body. Seeing Taehyung so fragile beneath him, tired from their little chase, gave Jungkook a lot of satisfaction. In the blink of an eye, Jungkook’s lips attached themselves to Taehyung’s neck, placing hot, needy kisses along Taehyung’s chest and making the older male moan in delight. Jungkook paused for a moment when he reached Taehyung’s collarbone. He pecked the soft kiss right above and suddenly sucked the skin harshly. Taehyung’s hands flew to Jungkook’s head, fingers wrapping around black strands of hair. “You’ve been bad to me,” Jungkook mumbled, continuing to leave hickeys - real ones, this time - across Taehyung’s skin. “I should punish you for your bad behavior.”

“I am sorry, Kookie. I’ll do anything you want,” Taehyung whispered, rocking his hips upward to let Jungkook know just how ready he was to receive his punishment. Even through the fabric of both of their pants, Taehyung could feel Jungkook’s growing bulge. The Overwatch battle Jungkook had been talking about earlier was long forgotten.

Jungkook moved away from Taehyung’s neck and connected their lips in a hungry, passionate kiss. When Taehyung opened his mouth to mutter the younger boy’s name, Jungkook took advantage of the moment and slipped his tongue inside. Taehyung’s face was flushed from both exhaustion and arousal, and he wanted nothing more than to feel  his boyfriend’s touch and body. But when Taehyung tried to sneak one hand under Jungkook’s t-shirt, Jungkook shoved Taehyung’s fingers aside, a low growl falling from his lips. He broke the kiss and sat up slightly to look into Taehyung’s eyes. “From now on you will listen to me, Hyung. I want you to get up from this couch and strip for me, now would you?” Taehyung bit his lower lip and nodded in defeat. Although Jungkook was usually not as commanding, Taehyung enjoyed the change in his boyfriend’s temper, growing more excited to find out what Jungkook’s sudden confidence would lead to. After Jungkook had given Taehyung room to move, the latter got up from the couch slowly. Taehyung knew that although Jungkook seemed to be in control, it was not only the young boy who could tease him.

Jungkook was now sitting in the center of the couch, head leaning against the headrest, legs spread, erection boldly noticeable through the boy’s black jeans. At the delicious sight of his boyfriend spread out like this in front of him, a satisfied smirk appeared on Taehyung’s face. He raised one hand and ran his fingers through his hair after making sure to establish eye contact with Jungkook, lustful gaze meeting desirous eyes. Taehyung’s hand moved lower, grabbing the collar of his t-shirt and pulling it down just a bit, teasing Jungkook who wanted, needed to see more. Taehyung’s grin only widened when he noticed that Jungkook’s hand had wandered to his crotch, palming his growing erection through his pants. Jungkook’s breath quickened when Taehyung’s hands moved even farther down south, now grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it over his head ever so slowly. An impatient growl escaped from Jungkook’s lips when Taehyung took longer than necessary to get rid of the piece of clothing.

Taehyung threw his shirt on the floor, moving on to the hem of his grey sweatpants. As his fingers played with the string at the front of his pants, Taehyung started swaying his hips seductively, to a rhythm that only existed in his head. Instead of removing his pants, Taehyung decided to tease Jungkook a little more by stroking his own cock through the soft, grey fabric. The delicious friction caused Taehyung’s head to fall back, eyes squeezed shut as a shaky moan escaped the man’s lips. “Fuck,” he could hear his boyfriend mutter on the couch, clearly as tuned on as he was himself. “Baby, if you don’t remove your fucking pants this second, you will regret it later.” “Someone’s impatient,” Taehyung chuckled, but obeyed his boyfriend’s demand. The piece of clothing hit the floor and Taehyung looked up to search Jungkook’s eyes, waiting for more instructions. He didn’t have to wait long.

“Come over,” Jungkook grunted, displeased by Taehyung’s teasing. When the older male stood in front of him, he added, “Down on your knees, Hyung. I want you to suck my dick, and I need you to suck me good.”

“With pleasure,” Taehyung murmured in agreement when he dropped to his knees in front of the younger boy. Taehyung unbuttoned his boyfriend’s pants before pulling down the zipper, feeling Jungkook’s growing bulge under his touch. He finally pushed down the black fabric, a pleased smile spreading on Taehyung’s face when he saw the wet spot on the front of Jungkook’s shorts. “Fuck, Jungkook. You’re so ready for me to put my lips around your beautiful cock, aren’t you?”

“S-shut up, Hyung. Just hurry up and suck me off,” Jungkook replied, a hint of embarrassment in his voice. Usually, Taehyung was the dominant one when they made love to each other, and even when Jungkook was more commanding than usually, Taehyung made sure to tease his boyfriend as much as he could. But seeing the desperate look on Jungkook’s face sent shivers of arousal down to Taehyung’s core, and he wanted nothing more than to make the man sitting in front of him feel good. Taehyung quickly yanked down Jungkook’s underwear, purring excitedly when he saw Jungkook’s throbbing dick spring free. There were already a few drops of precum shining on the tip and when Taehyung bent forward to lick it off, he could feel just how hard Jungkook was under him. As soon as Taehyung’s tongue wrapped around his dick, Jungkook’s head feel back and hit the headrest. Moans of pleasure fell from his lips as Taehyung worked magic on him. Jungkook clenched his fists next to his sides, trying to control the waves of electricity flowing through his body. But when Taehyung’s tongue wrapped around his shaft, sucking particularly harsh, his pretty eyes looking up to him all dark, Jungkook’s hips bucked upward and his hands flew to Taehyung’s head, gripping his hair and pulling Taehyung closer to where he needed his touch the most. “Ah, fuck,” Jungkook whined, “Stop teasing already, Hyung. I want you to suck me harder.”

Taehyung let his tongue glide over Jungkook’s cock a couple more times, alternating between hollowing his cheeks and sucking harshly to send him over the edge faster. Before Jungkook could grow any more impatient, Taehyung placed his two strong hands on Jungkook’s knees, caressing the soft skin of the young boy as he slowly moved his hands upward. With one hand, he reached for Jungkook’s balls and stroked them playfully with is fingers. Without warning, he suddenly started to suck harder, faster. Taehyung’s name mixed with a variety of curses spilled from Jungkook’s lips as he closed his eyes and gave himself to the pleasure cursing through his veins. He gripped Taehyung’s hair tighter, pushing his head further down. “A-ah, Hyung, I-I’m so close,” Jungkook managed to say, hips bucking upward furiously. Although Taehyung started feeling the gag reflex every time Jungkook’s dick was hitting the back of his throat, he didn’t slow down but instead increased his efforts to drive Jungkook closer to the edge by humming contentedly. Taehyung’s full lips wrapped around his cock, his fingers playing with his balls and the sweet vibrations of Taehyung’s voice were too much for Jungkook. His orgasm hit seconds later, causing the young man to quiver in pleasure and screaming out Taehyung’s name. Taehyung continued sucking  and swallowing every precious drop of Jungkook’s love nectar until his boyfriend twitched under him, sensitive due to overstimulation.

Taehyung removed his lips with a popping sound, staring at the sight in front of him with awe. Jungkook’s chest was rising and falling heavily, his face flushed and eyes full of bliss. The fucked-out look suited him extremely well, Taehyung thought. Taehyung got up from the carpet and bent forward to peck Jungkook on the forehead. “Was I good,” Taehyung asked smugly but gave a loud groan when he felt Jungkook’s fingers wrap around his still erect dick through the fabric of his shorts. Taehyung looked at Jungkook with half-lidded eyes, arousal and pleasure spreading in the pit of his stomach. A smirk was on Jungkook’s face when he spoke. “Don’t think that I forgot about you, babe. It’s your turn now, and I won’t go easy on you.”