the one with the hood

it was love, mostly.

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May the love you attract in 2025 feel soft, nourishing, reciprocal, and easy. Not traumatizing, ill-timed, or emotionally immature.

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life’s gonna find either its new peak or all the way down to the rockiest bottom it has ever seen. two days till we find out. universe you better be siding with me this time🔪

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The dog days are over.

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one hazy morning // jimin

6:30 am.

The morning light escaping the blinds stirred you awake from the good night's sleep. You were certain of the hand wound around your waist, holding you close just like always. The familiar weight holding you down again, warm breath caressing your neck.

It had been a while since you woke up to such a peaceful morning. Most days it was just you and your alarm clock messing with eachother as you kept hitting the snooze button every five minutes, waging a war with it until you give up out of sheer annoyance. Everyday felt like a rush somehow. Rushing to get things done, rushing to end the day, and rushing again, to start the next. It sometimes really left you thinking if you rushed so you wouldn't have to endure. You weren't sure.

But today even when you didn't wake up to birds chirping or golden light falling on your cheeks, you fell in love in your barely ventilated bedroom, your boyfriend basically sprawled over you. You fell in love with the way the morning unveiled itself in front of you.

You can barely lift your neck to glance at the clock. Sighing deeply you slowly try to make your way out of the bed without waking up Jimin. Uhh was he always this heavy?

This was it. You couldn't get more considerate to the man snoring softly above you. You rolled him over with all the strength you could muster until you're free to wiggle out.

Heaving a sigh of relief you sit up on the bed, tucking strands of hair behind your ears. Slowly rolling your neck in hopes to get rid of the persisting ache there, you make your way out of the bed.

'Ahh- Jimin' you suddenly yelp in surprise, almost losing your shit for a moment. One moment you were getting out of bed, the next a pair of hands were scooping you off the ground, pulling you towards the bed, entangling you within the sheets.

' How do you always manage to catch me off guard like that? I thought you were asleep..' you mumble despite the frenzy beat of your heart as he ruffled your hair softly, making the strands you tucked in fall everywhere. He only giggled to that like you were just the girl he loved to fool around with sometimes.

' Well how could I still not wake up when a menace like you pushed me like that, as if you didn't want me above you' he spoke, innocently sliding in for a brief kiss on your cheek. You only grimaced at his morning dally.

' Not sure if it was last night, but I swear I heard you beg' he snickered blatantly, which only deepened the already visible grimace on your face.

'Not gonna work if you keep talking', you said finally, slamming your lips against his, basking in the sweet warmth of it. It was slow, in rhythm and you just couldn't keep your hands off him. Neither could he, lazy hands trailing your skin. He was too much for you, and you still couldn't get enough of these kisses, the innocent, sometimes sinful touches or the way his hands raked through your hair pulling you close. It was too much, too hot and too good to be true. You'll never get enough of him.

Pinning you down to the bed in one quick motion, he breathed, 'We can start the day like this if you want'.

A/N: im technically not very good at writing smut, but this is the least i could write, a mediocre-make-out-session. it's been a while, and my writing skills have dampened a lot. hope you liked it?

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call me yours // hoseok

The soft summer rain left traces of clouds all over the sky. It was a bright, sunny, afternoon and you were waiting for Hoseok at the cafe you usually met. You take a brief glance at the cafe, the smell of freshly brewed coffee, the bouquet of flowers lining the windows, how it hasn't changed a bit since your first date even though you have changed a lot since then.

The cafe bell chimed when you saw a familiar face walk in towards you, smiling brightly, brighter than the sun I should say. The more you saw him, the more you felt your own smile grow, lips curving wide, cheeks pecked in scarlet, heartbeat slowly fluttering and rising at the sight of him.

He sat down across you, eyes wandering and searching, seeking for something. Oh! Realisation hit like a truck when you saw a nervous smile plastered across his face.

It's been less than a year since you started seeing eachother. But it always felt like a part of you had been waiting for him, waiting for this to happen. No matter the amount of distance, he'd always be the person you turn back to go home. Cause he felt like one. A person to finally be yourself to. But little did you expect from him to take you by surprise when he proposed to you last night while taking a stroll by the park near his apartment. It had felt so sudden, so surreal. Just the thought of him beside you in the uncertain mosaic of the future left you gasping for the right words, heartbeat rising in a loud certainty.

You were ready for this.

You give him a tight-lipped smile before your own nervousness took over, fingers fiddling on their own accord, a faint heat coating your cheeks. The waitress arrived with your coffees, the aroma so strong that it was an effort to not tip your head back in the scent of it.

Noticing your nervousness, Hoseok reached out to hold your hand across the table, the warmth of him finally calming your nerves down even when the warmth of the coffee couldn't. He looked down at your holding hands as he entwined his with yours, squeezing them before he spoke.

" Don't rush it. You know- take your time, I'm here. I know you've thought through this, and it's okay that you can't hide your nervousness", he spoke, eyes holding only the warmth of his love, while beaming at you gently like it's his love language to always assure you, and make sure that you're okay, giving you a warm, tender smile that could beat heavens, outrun gods.

Returning his genuine smile, you spoke, words gripping at your heart, " I think I'm ready for this".

" And what makes you think that?", he asked playfully, lifting an eyebrow at you, the warm smile never leaving his face.

" What better reason to convince me if not you", you answered, your cheeks already burning in red.

" So you think we should get married?", he asked, giggling at you softly.

" Hell, yes", you almost shrieked out in delight. You knew you had zero control over your body when at the peak of excitement, and right now it was hard to keep you chained to your chair when all you wanted to do was jump like an over-excited child.

"You mean like take our vows, exchange the rings, start a family?", he teased again, grinning like an idiot.

" That sums it up I guess", you chuckled , an undecipherable smile plaguing your lips. And he only smiled, like a fool in love, a hand cupping his cheeks, the afternoon sun illuminating his handsome features.

But not even the afternoon sun knew that he was the warmth you had craved all along.

A/N: this one was there on my drafts for months, and (thank god) I finally found the heart to post it.

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hey!! I've been reading your blogs and I'm loving em <3 (So my request is can you write a taehyung drabble of us(y/n) waking up from a nap and making ice creams in the kitchen, while he has other plans ><) Have a good day/night <33

hullo! yes ofcourse, i can write one. And THANK YOU for liking my drabbles and actually taking the time to not just read them but also letting me know:) i started writing a drabble a couple of days ago, it'll be up probably by next week ( i guess?). this is my first request so yess i'll definitely do it, but it might take some time since i'll be pretty packed with exams and school. have a lovely day<3

(sorry for the late reply)

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the love we share // yoongi

Leaning against the kitchen counter you watch him peel the onions with tearful eyes, hands clumsily discarding the peeled skin. Sniffling from time to time, he hadn't said a word since you both decided to cook a meal together for the night.

You sigh lightly as you start placing the spaghetti sticks in the boiling water, thinking about how you wished he uttered a word in the silence that's getting too loud now. "Isn't it odd?" you ask, half-expecting him to dodge your question.

"What is odd?," he mumbled, sniffling harder, squeezing his eyes shut repeatedly to blink away the tears stinging his vision. "The silence," you answered.

"No it isn't," he spoke, eyes searching yours to see for himself if something was wrong. He held your gaze like that for a moment, you didn't waver. "It is to me," you mutter at last, a sad pout forming in the corners of your lips.

You loved Yoongi like a child growing affection, obsessive and innocent. You liked to refer to it as divine, something pure like a child's mind. That was what your love was, what you shared with him, something divine, something pure, an escape, a long-awaited peace. There was tenderness in his gaze that drawed you to him, and before you knew it he was all over your mind, treaded knee deep into your heart. The more you got to know him, the more love you garnered, watered and raised along with the fear of what it all meant to him. But after that night when he proposed to you out of the blue in the dinner table, your doubts and fears barely even showed up after that. Until now when the silence grew too big and your thoughts pulled you in like a wormhole ready to sweep you to another dimension, the one with all your insecurities ground.

The sound of splashing water, a swift movement and then Yoongi was behind you, chin sinking deep into the crooks of your neck, hands wound around your waist. "I know, the silence was too loud today. But with you, atleast it was bearable." he sighed, warm breath hitting your neck.

Yoongi was the type of person who'd not talk more than necessary. And you knew he was the silence lover, and how he'd always whisper on nights by your ears about how comforting the silence between you two was. It was true. But today it just wasn't the case for you. Or maybe sometimes even the silence could feel burdening, despite the person you share it with.

You turned to face him, eyes scanning his face, lips pressed in a thin line. After a moment of staring into your eyes as if searching for another humanly possible way to let you know the words he wanted to say, "Do you like the silence? " he asked. " Or does the silence bother you, like it does for everyone else?".

" I don't know, it depends. I used to like it back then, but you coming into my life...i guess I've changed a lot since we first met". The words came out so effortlessly, the way it always did when it's him you are talking to, no barricades hampering you from saying the things your mind spoke. "Silence isn't an escapade anymore when I have you to turn to", you let the words flow, letting him know it all despite the urge to keep your feelings shrouded from him.

A tiny smile crept over his face as he tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ears. "If the silence ever gets burdening, you can let me know" he said, caressing your cheeks in gentle strokes. "It's hard for me to know what you think all the time, so let me know even the tid bits that restrains you from having a good time sometimes, yeah?" he spoke with a fervour you weren't used to, pecking your lips softly. He pulled you closer, hovering near your lips for a moment before he mumbled in a low voice, lips brushing yours with every little movement "and you know I love you more than the silence right?".

A/N: my exams and all the procrastination i did this year are taking a toll on me now, so im definitely not in the mood for writing a good drabble. since i had this in my drafts i thought id post this for now. hope it's not too bad, and thanks for reading<3 have a warm and happy December!

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hi, i just wanted to let you know that i really enjoy your drabbles 🤍

aww thank you!! that means so much<3 ive got a couple of exams round the corner once im done with them ill be able to write/update more often, rn im not really active heree except for checking out blogs and reading poetry.

and thanks again for letting me know :) have a lovely day/night💌

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bts as feelings // jungkook

jungkook is the feeling of escalating into your own dreamland and finding the perfect spot to hide. he is growing into love, slowly falling for someone and realising that pretty things had been existing all along, just that you didn't notice. he is the harbour wave that stretches out so wide as you try to run away but nevertheless your feet get drenched. he is the foggy road you'd sometimes find in your neighborhood, hazy, and dark grey. the comfortable darkness you'd wake up to at night sometimes. he is the distant music you'd hear on a saturday night, or the morning fatigue that makes you wanna stay in bed for a little more time. he is the warmth you sometimes crave, and the cold that leaves you shivering on winter nights, a blanket that comes along and hugs you tight, keeping you warm in its embrace. he is the dandelions you'd sometimes find by the fields, white and pure, making you wish and believe. the running water you'd sometimes splash, playfully, on your sibling, or your favourite tune that's stuck inside your head, refusing to leave any time soon. the lush green lands you'd one day wish to build a home at, when you grow older. he is thoughts that are too hard to put into words, incoherent and complex in their own way.

...he was like love, tragic and beautiful. making you fall, nevertheless.

note: hey there! just thought id post something different this time, let me know if you like it:) have a lovely day, y'all heathers<3

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love gone wrong // jungkook

Love was hard to give away. It wasn't the hardest possible task, it was more of a consuming one where accepting and letting go came into play.

You were so sure of him that you forgot to pay attention to his own feelings. Yet even after he had told you off several times you're still the only person he had turned back to that night. Right that night that was anything but serene; head on pure chaos. That night that led you both to where you were now. Standing in front of his bathroom mirror, looking at your own reflection enveloped in his with distant eyes.

" Are you sure about this?", you ask him, shifting your gaze to meet his in the mirror. "Sure about what" he says blandly. You raise an eyebrow, giving him an are-you-serious look.

" You've always been sure about this, haven't you?" he quipped, hands pulling you close enough to him so that your back was now practically glued against his torso. " You've always been sure that I'll fall in love with you just like you had with me. And I've seen how you look at me, that's not how you look at a friend" he mused, firm hands still holding you captive from behind. You tried to free yourself but he wouldn't budge, not until you complied.

"That's bullshit", you rebelled, slowly growing irritated at how he could pull your strings, make you his doll even when you were totally in your right mind. " Just because I was sure of it doesn't mean you'd reciprocate them for me".

" Well, now I do" he said, voice stern with passion that you felt butterflies shooting down across your body, leaving tingles everywhere. You watched him slightly aghast, slightly bewildered from the revelation, your heart beating in a murderous rate that you almost forget the lucid reality hanging around you, clear as crystal.

" Who are you kidding", you mumbled, voice clad in disbelief. He was clearly out of his mind or probably fooling around. He broke up just a few weeks ago, and you had to pick him up from that bar where he was dumped like old garbage by his flashy girlfriend of three years. Well, sometimes, people's true colours do come out at the least expected of times. But you had no idea why it had to be when you were right on the verge of barging into a new life with a wholesome attitude, to not be bothered by jeon jungkook or his flashy-bitch girlfriend.

You still don't understand why you had come for him that night despite the tightness in your chest, heaviness in your mind.

" Did I tell you I was?", he asked, hands tightening around your waist. " Just love me, okay? Think I'm desperate, but I love you now." he spoke again, voice hoarse and serious.

You slowly turned around, a finger trailing up his torso, lifting his chin as your eyes met his in a muffled haze, feelings that you left hanging around seeing what a threat he was to you, feelings that you disregarded for your own good speaking in the foggy silence.

" Honey, I've loved you, too bad honestly. But to be the prey you pick up when left stranded was never a part of it." you spoke, eyes not leaving his, not caring how hoarse or vulnerable your voice got in the middle.

That night was terrible, since you had a love to give away. A love to stay away from.

a/n: being jungkook deprived is one thing, but to write pure angst despite being deprived of him is something else...hehe. hope you liked it! i wanted the oc to have some self respect, that is all. have a goood day!

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walking in the rain // namjoon

You liked him. A little too much though.

"Can I walk you home?", he asked as you both exited your office building. Gentle hands reaching out to hold yours, a remainder that he'd keep them safe, keep you safe. Nodding instantly you took his hands, intertwining them with yours as you headed off.

Your house was just a few streets away so you never bothered to book a cab except when you work late. But mostly you didn't bother booking a cab as Namjoon offered, quite often, to walk you home like today.

Namjoon was the type of person who would walk you to your home, a nearby cafe or even just accompany you to the usual sunday morning treks you'd go on with your group of friends. He used to enjoy them, very much. He liked walking with you, together, talking random stuffs like 'how did your day go' or 'why are we still not invading mars'. He liked putting meaning into everything he does which only got your attention more, engrossed by his way of looking at things. He even took you on a museum date once where you saw a side of him that only made you fall deeper. He had this immense admiration for art, noticed even the intricate meanings they hid well behind the colors which your eyes could never discern. Man, you should go do art or write poetry you'd tell him to which he'd only shake his head like an innocent child.

But the weather today seemed to be getting on your way back home. It was gloomy, dark clouds gathering around and you mentally chided yourself for not bringing an umbrella. Namjoon seemed to have noticed it too. " It's gonna rain, but it's only a 15 minute walk, what do you say?".

You looked at him, bewildered, not quite grasping what he intended. " What shall we do" you ask as fresh drops landed on your face, a soft drizzle filling the place in a faint patter.

He shrugged. " We can deduce it to a 5 minute run if you want" he chuckled, the sound of it lighting you up despite the weariness. " Or we can continue walking not minding the rain", he proposed, the same old warm smile grazing his face.

But all he could see was a gleaming you, eyes giving away the excitement your body couldn't contain. You nodded like an excited kid as drops of rain coated your weary skin. An instant smile warmed his features as he squeezed your hand and walked in a slow pace, tugging you closer to his side.

Watching his face now being smooched in tiny droplets of rain, you couldn't help but smile so wide that it hurt your jaws.

Perhaps you did like him, a little too much.

a/n: let me know if this is good, im having second thoughts now..

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stargazing your eyes // taehyung

It was dark. Your eyes could hardly make out the silhouette of the man standing by the windowsill, gazing at the stars, the sight almost surreal to your senses as much as the man is.

But you'd know him, let alone the darkness just his mere presence is loud enough to let you know he's around. He wore a dark checked pajama contrasting his light complexion, the moonlight illuminating his broad back making you gulp down the lewd thoughts for a second. "Taehyung..", you call out to him, voice hoarse from your sleep. He turns before coming to your side and getting under the blankets with you, settling cozily as he faces you, a hand snaking around your waist. After a moment of comfortable silence he spoke, voice thick with lament," Those stars, they seem so far away from home. So distant. So far away. I'll never be able to see what they look like up close", and closed his eyes as if in deep thought.

You stare at your boyfriend, the words he just spoke slowly trailing in and out of your mind as you try to fixate your gaze on him, marvelling at every little detail of his. The way his brows crinkled, his nose sniffled from time to time, the little mole on his nose or the way his tongue moistens his lips frequently, you wanted to remember them all, remember him so wholly that you'd have pieces of him left to reminisce whenever he's not around. You never whine about his packed schedules or busy lifestyle, but times like this makes you wanna hold every part of him so close to your heart, desperately, that you just want every moment he is in to stretch forever, want it to be ingrained to memory, never dissipate.

The sound of his breathing, calm and steady, making you feel at ease as much as his gentle touch does. He calms every bit of you, you observed. And it was absurd cause all your life, you remember, trying to go after your peace of mind, a futile search.

He opened his eyes before he spoke again, " Let me hold your eyes instead, that way I'd know what it would feel like to see the stars up close". The heat of your love burning you up, you hide your face under the blankets in reflex.

A sleepy smile hovering over his lips, he enveloped you into a tight embrace and whispered, chuckling in your ears," What did I do to you this time?".

a/n: ive been feeling kinda low lately, and a little bit of taehyung fluff wouldn't hurt (i thought), so here we gooo! hope you like it!

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I really love and appreciate your drabbles. They are like small packages of those feelings of comfort long lost! Love them, keep going ♥️

thank you so much, love! that's a huge compliment for what I write! I was having a hard time trying to figure out if I should continue with this, but thanks, really, for your words and I'm so glad you like them<33 have a lovely day/night!

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a love for you // yoongi

"How long is it going to take?" You nudged Yoongi, ignoring your boyfriend's hardworking nature and brutal devotion to his craft. Yawning, tiny dots of tears escaping your eyes, you looked at him, lips pouty, your sleepy eyes giving away the fact that you wouldn't last another minute before you fall asleep right on his working desk.

Yoongi side-eyed you before he pulled your chair close to his, the motion making you feel giddy instantly. A small smile adorned his pink lips as he saw you constantly trying not to fall asleep, shaking your head, squeezing your eyes, yawning endlessly.

"I just have to find the perfect beat to blend in with the melody, and we'll be done". You coughed softly narrowing your eyes at him. Chuckling lightly, his deep voice resonating through the room, he corrected " I'll be done".

Hugging yourself you laid your head on the edge of the table facing your too-focused boyfriend, and you stare at him, still refusing to believe the fact that he was yours. Cause it never felt true. He was a daydream you had laid your eyes upon and refused to look away. He was too kind, too nice, too precious to be yours. He loved his craft and was passionate about it, but the way he loved you, unspoken and subtle, tiny acts of love screaming the love he had for you bottled up deep inside made your heart flutter without wings.

You love him, so much that your heart aches that you can never let him know how deep he had treaded into your heart. So you smile at him, sleepily and gaze at his pretty face come up with new beats, eyebrows knit in concentration, lips curving into a thin line every now and then. You saw him intervene his hand in yours before you dozed off, unconsciousness pooling over you.

You had no idea how you woke up in your bed the next day.

a/n: i am thinking of doing a jungkook drabble next, where it's 1875 and your husband returns from war?! this was random, and surprisingly it was so funny (to me atleast) when i came up with this and couldn't stop blushing at the thought of jungkook as a warrior/husband, but let me know if you have any other ideas cause it's too boring to always be the one to come up with ideas. Alsoo! my first time writing yoongi<3 hope you liked it! ( sry pretty long note for a short drabble)

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why not // jungkook

"How much would it take for you to love me?" he panted, a hand on his hip, the other slightly clutching his chest.

You had come for your morning run like always by the Han river with your so-called childhood bestfriend Jungkook.

Emptying the water bottle you had just bought from the nearby convenience store you sent him an unbothered look as if you were too tired to have this conversation right now. You waved him off. But the burning pit in your gut gnawed at you for not letting him know that you, as well, felt the same for him. Ignoring and playing it dumb would be the best choice for now you had thought ever since you had that nightmare of losing him. forever.

His face was weary and hurt, but mostly breathless from the small race you both had to see who reached the convenience store first. And yes, he did reach the store first but that doesn't mean you were any less a competitor. That also doesn't mean jungkook always won your tiny races. You did have your moments of victory, but the fun was in seeing jungkook's aghast face afterwards, gaping at you as if it was impossible for you to win. 'Such a dick' you'd mutter under your breath, just loud enough for him to hear.

You passed him the other bottle you had bought to which he sent you a piercing stare, but this one was with a lot of yearn that you still haven't caved in to his idea of 'bestfriends-to-lovers' which he proposed a few months back. But wasn't that the hardest, most terrifying part? The idea of having it all with your bestfriend only with the possibility of losing it in one go if things go wrong.

You tried to keep your cool, not lose yourself under his gaze, not let your emotions take over, keeping a bland, straight face, whenever he's looking at you like this, hurt and desperation clear in his eyes. But the more you tried to deny it, not pay attention to it, the more harder it got to look away. Finally you gather the will to look in his eyes and tell him off.

But he doesn't let you. "I like you y/n, really, very much. I know you do too" he sighed, exasperated. "But why is it always hard to admit your own feelings when the only thing they'd do in the long run is make you wonder what it could've been? What good would denying do? huh? ". His words made perfect sense. But you chose to ignore his eyes once again, grabbing his bottle once he's done and discarding it in the trashcan nearby. He was still looking at you, waiting for you to respond, but you didn't say anything.

The chilly morning breeze raked through your hair, strands of it falling directly over your face as you stood there, hands shoved in your pocket, shifting your weight from one shoe to another awkwardly. "I'll head off first, see you at uni later", you trailed away from him, your heart beating in denial.

he kept staring until you were just a tiny dot his eyes could no longer reach out to...

a/n: this one's been there on my drafts for quite a while and i was a bit hesitant about posting it, but then i was like why not, why not post it. so here we go, and thank you so much for reading<3

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a rainy night // jungkook

"Baby, you need to stop", he panted against your lips.

"What," you asked, voice a bare whisper, hands tugging at his hair, pulling him close.

His grip on you only tightened in response, his knees digging into your sides, as his warm breath made you forget the cold weather outside. The serene sound of rain drops hitting the ground in a slow, steady beat flowed through the dimly lit room, as his hands enclosed your nape, lips finding yours once again. He kissed into you, warm and passionate, his soft touches hovering over your skin a little longer, murmuring the love his mouth would otherwise never have the courage to confess.

Seated on the couch beside the window, for someone who were to barge into your apartment right this moment, 'friends' would probably be the last word to pop in their mind if they were asked about you and jungkook.

"you need to stop," he said, voice a baritone of the sexual tension lingering between the two of you.

You pulled back, not wanting to, confusion coating your features.

" What do you mean?"

" you need to stop ", he answered, deep voice rumbling through your skin. "stop playing hard to get, you let me cross the line, don't set the bar high up again when tonight ends. please", his lips conquered yours, again, but a lot desperate this time. You hummed in response before you pulled back. Your eyes locked in his you spoke, " you don't know what you do to me, and you know, that's what scares me the most".

Hands pulling him closer to you, mouth conquering his, an invisible flame now clearly alight between you both, you whispered back into his lips, the soft sound of the rain accompanying yours in a subtle melody, " but i'd drop the bar for you if you asked me to". A hand tracing the length of his hair, you spoke, " because i love you too much to be honest", only tenderness coating your voice.

A small smile grazed his lips and before you knew it huge, tattooed arms were carrying you to your bed.

a/n: a quick drabble. hope you like it!

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give you me // jungkook

" You like it, babe?", he purred against your neck, hands exploring every inch of skin he had access to.

Biting your bottom lip, eyes tightly shut, you quickly nodded trying to stay sane for the life of you. His lips moved painfully slow against your skin making you lose every bit of hold you had on yourself, making you want to close your eyes, relish the pleasure, and lose yourself to his soft touches and feather-like kisses against your bare neck.

You had no idea how it started. He had come home back from work, and after a few minutes of holding conversations on random topics you didn't know when the air between the two of you had shifted into something fiercer, something passionate as if a fire had been suddenly kindled between the two of you. You had no idea when his hands started to move all over you, mouth crashing into yours, heartbeats rising like the world's gonna crumble any time soon.

" Ah- jungkook", you gasped in surprise when he sucked the skin just above your collarbone, catching you off guard. You couldn't hold back the moans that escaped your mouth, so you bit your lip the whole time. You just couldn't hold back whatever that was racing in you, wanting for more, begging for more, heightening your senses.

You tried to come back to your senses atleast for once, you tried but to no avail when you felt a hand reach lower down your waist, grabbing your thighs closer to his hips . Your insides were aching to feel him all at once, to be molded against the warmth of his skin, wanting him all over you yet you try not to be too overwhelmed with the needy desires invading your mind in a momentary rush.

But not even jungkook's caressing hands or soft kisses could stop your racing mind. You were too exhausted, mentally, that your thoughts were always on run that it made you restless almost often that even jungkook had noticed. Dissappointment set in as you felt yourself not totally into it, your thoughts holding you back like always. You dreaded for him, but the more intense it got, the louder the voice in your head bore into your thoughts, leaving you in a futile war with your feelings.

Jungkook was totally aware of it, even though you never told him about it. He knew how suffocated you'd feel on random days when intrusive thoughts would make their way into your mind, anxiety gushing through your veins, leaving you tired and restless from the train of thoughts that's always on run in your head.

A hand reaching your chest, softly kneading the flesh beneath was all it took to pull you back from the bothering thoughts, back into reality. He made his way up to your jaw, before finally settling on your lips in a demanding kiss, devouring your mouth with passion and desire as his hands touched you in the right places making you a needy mess of flesh and bones beneath him. Under his touch everything seemed alright, your thoughts worshipping only him devoid of any distractions. Your mouth constantly trying to spell his name on your lips. Even the racing thoughts you had moments ago seemed to have calmed down, letting you breath in his subtle scent.

A groan escaped your mouth when he removed his lips from yours to catch his breath, and before you knew he was all over you again, making you go weak on your knees. His hand left your side to gently caress your hair, the other caressing your cheek. He knew your doubts and insecurities even without you having to tell him about it all, and he saw every moment between the two of you as a chance to ease them out, make you feel more at home whenever you're with him. It was nice to have someone understand you without the need to confess your mind out all the time.

He pulled back, eliciting a meagre whine from your side. You look at him, eyes still weary and hooded, breath uneven from the hot makeout session seconds ago, only to see his empty eyes sporting nothing but a tiny hint of understanding glistening in it.

" you weren't totally into it, were you?" he asked, eyes showing off the fact he already knows the answer too well.

A frown made its way to your lips. You certainly did think he was gonna get tired of it at some point, but you didn't let your mind build up on the possibilities of it even though you knew, too well, that'd happen. But the words that came out his mouth next really did take you by surprise.

" it's okay, you know, I love you too bad to turn back now"

a/n: had been working on this for a while, cause i never felt satisfied with it no matter how many changes i put in. let me know if this is good!