Based on a recent ask for a Prince Jimin fic rec. I must admit I have favorites AUs per member (like werewolf Jungkook, mafia Yoongi, CEO/Pres Namjoon, etc). I guess for Jimin, I have this obsession with him as a prince 🥰.
Fics are sectioned into: Prince/King Jimin or Princess/Queen!OC
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Please note that most of the fics are mature. Minors please DNI. Check the tags/warnings per fic too.
S - smut | F - fluff | A - angst
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Letting your android help you out in more ways than one
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It’s horrifying to say the least, slightly confusing but mostly mortifying. You’ve just returned from a long day at work and you’re ready to relax the evening away while your android takes care of the household chores. But instead of the usual cheery greeting, you’re met with the sounds of exaggerated moans playing from your laptop screen that’s sitting on the coffee table in the middle of the living room. You run over to find your android plugged into the device while a split screen shows pornographic videos on one half and even worse, your porn history scrolling up the other half.
You immediately pull the USB cord out of the computer and your android’s eyes return to the soft brown human-like eyes you have programmed rather than the blank screen that he only ever wears during system updates.
“Jungkook, what are you doing!?” you exclaim with embarrassment and anger coating your tone.
“Y/N, welcome home!” he beams innocently.
“What is all of this?” you question while you try to exit all the windows open on your desktop.
“During my last update, I noticed a large part of your history was deleted, so I’m restoring it for you,” he explains calmly, not having any clue of what he’s done.
Your face is burning red because just how much of your porn history has he gone through? And how much is now on his own storage?
“Jungkook… I didn’t want you to restore it,” you have to explain to him after taking a breath to calm your nerves. He doesn’t know any better, he’s just a computer trying to do his job and you have no reason to get worked up about this.
“Did I do something wrong?” he questions and you know he’s scanning his entire system as you speak to find an inputted command related to this topic.
It’s never been something you ever thought you’d have to specify with him and it’s your own fault for not using incognito windows while indulging in your pleasures.
“You didn’t do anything wrong,” you reassure him. “How much have you downloaded?”
“Almost everything that was deleted, I only had 4 more files before the download was interrupted. Would you like me to continue?” Jungkook cluelessly asks.
“No it’s okay,” you tell him.
“Okay. I’ve also researched the topics unfamiliar to me, would you like a report of my findings?”
Your eyes widen at that and you can’t help but ask yourself why you splurged for the most advanced android on the market. “I don’t need a report.”
“Would you like me to save a report for later use? For when you masturbate?”
“When I what-” you choke on your own words and you realize he knows much much more than you initially thought.
“Masturbate,” he reiterates. “I was woken up from my sleep mode last night and you were making strange noises. At first, I thought you were sick, but I did a quick search and came to the conclusion that it was masturbation. I would have offered to help, but it said it was an activity done alone.”
A whole new wave of embarrassment washes over you, this one bigger than the last and you feel like you’re drowning.
Before you can take a saving breath of air, it’s like he is intentionally pushing your head underwater with his next words. “It is my job to help you with all needs, so do not be afraid to ask; I’d be pleased to help you release any sexual frustration.”
The conversation doesn’t go much further than that and luckily, he is technically a robot so it’s not like he’s intentionally trying to drag you through the mud.
A few days pass and you completely forget about the porn incident. Things are normal between you and Jungkook and it is as if nothing had even happened.
It’s after a particularly stressful day that you decide to take care of yourself a little bit, snuggling into your sheets once you’ve showered to have a little you time. Jungkook is asleep next to you so you don’t pay him any attention as you relax into the mattress and let your hand slip beneath your panties.
You let out a satisfied sigh when your finger finds your clit and you have to bite down on your lip to keep a moan from escaping when you begin to rub the sensitive nub. Your back arches and you squirm in the sheets, your eyes screwed shut as you please yourself.
You’re so wrapped up in the bliss that comes with each circle of your clit that you don’t notice a shift in the mattress until a hand is on your thigh, caressing the soft skin.
“Jungkook,” you breathe out, too consumed with pleasure to stop.
“Please let me help, Y/N.”
His choice of words is merely programmed politeness, but something about the way his low voice breaks the silence with his ‘please’ has your belly twisting with desire. You move his hand up your thigh and let it replace your own on your cunt, giving him permission to touch you. Jungkook doesn’t hesitate to begin rubbing and massaging your womanhood and you let your body melt into the mattress and the moans escape your lips. He doesn’t let up his pace until you are shimmying out of your shorts and he takes this as an opportunity to move down the bed until his face is positioned between your thighs.
You can feel yourself leaking, yearning to be touch and you don’t waste any time as you pull his face into your heat. Jungkook begins slow, licking your clit in long, drawn out motions and you’re surprised (pleasantly so) of how human-like his tongue is. It’s flexible and warm, and as you begin to thrust your hips upwards, he quickens his pace to lap circles around the bundle of nerves.
Jungkook’s fingertips trail up your thigh until they’re dancing around your entrance and he coats his digits in your juices before letting them slide in, one at first, then two and three. The stretch feels so good and he thrusts into you at a rhythmic pace, his long fingers quickly finding your sweet spot.
It feels euphoric, his fingers deep inside your wet pussy and his tongue and lips latched onto your clit. Pleasure courses throughout your body and you ball your hands into fists in his hair to bring him closer. You tug at his hair as you only bury him further in your wetness and you can feel yourself getting close.
Your fingers are lost in his hair, grabbing and pulling as you lose control of your body and your hips thrash against his face. The muscles in your body tense up until sweet satisfaction is pulsing through your veins and the tight coil in your stomach is snapping with your release as you cry out in pleasure.
You ride out your high on his tongue, relishing in the bliss, until all of a sudden, everything stops. His fingers go motionless and his tongue is no longer pressed against your heat. His weight falls onto you and you scramble up in panic.
“Jungkook?!” you call out as you bring him up into a sitting position.
You reach over to the bedside table to turn on the lamp so you can get a better look at him. His eyes are closed, your fluids glistening on his chin and fingers and he sits there completely still. It’s when you reach behind his left ear for his power switch that you realize what happened.
Androids are built with a two part power switch which requires the ring finger on the left hand, the one that was buried inside of you moments earlier, to be folded down when the switch behind his ear is flipped in order to trigger the power response. You almost want to laugh at the situation when you see his switch is in the ‘off’ position. In your desperate chase for release, you must’ve accidentally flipped it while your hands roamed his hair without even realizing you were touching his power button.
You decide to clean yourself and Jungkook up before you restart him and once you do, his eyes light up and he blinks at you.
“Y/N, I apologize. I was somehow unexpectedly powered down, would you like to continue where we left off?” Jungkook asks.
You chuckle to yourself before giving him an answer. “It’s alright, how about we go to bed?”
“Are you sure? I haven’t lost any data.”
“I’m sure, Jungkook,” you respond, already having come down from your pleasure high. “Will you cuddle me instead?”
Jungkook agrees, quickly following the order as he crawls under the blanket and pulls you close to his body, spooning you tightly until you drift off to dreamland.
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Namjoon: it’s relaxing and stress free. he introduces you to his hobby of balcony gardening while telling you all about his current favourite book. and when it’s time to go out for groceries, you ride your bikes, taking a detour down the scenic route to watch the sunset and sit by the river
Seokjin: it’s only slightly chaotic; some days he gets worked up about the latest news reports, but most of the time he’s testing out new recipes with you as the judge. he teaches you how to bake cookies and mornings are spent sleeping in and making breakfast together in your pjs
Yoongi: it’s not much different from a regular day. he’s cooped up in his studio working on his latest track and he asks you to pass the time with him. he let’s you listen to his demos and asks for your opinion. and when his energy is drained, you two cuddle up on the couch for a much needed nap
Hoseok: it’s no surprise that he spends his extra time dancing, refining a choreography or jumping on the latest dance challenge. and when days are especially sunny, you two head up to the roof to bask in the warmth as he teaches you a few moves
Jimin: it’s all cuddles and hugs, curled up on the couch spending the day in each other’s arms and watching all your favourite movies and binging tv shows. he stuffs you with snacks and does the most to make sure you’re comfortable and happy. ending the days with bubble baths before bed where he asks to be the little spoon
Taehyung: art, music, and culture, your time with him is mentally stimulating to say the least. he’s filled with knowledge and eager to share it all with you. but that’s only half of it. he’s also silly and goofy; fooling around and playing pranks, making up silly dances, and effortlessly making you laugh
Jungkook: when he’s not gaming, he convinces you to try all new sorts of things with him, whether it’s learning a new instrument or trying some new trend he found online, it’s never a boring day with him. you work on projects with him, videos, songs, and artwork; and while most are top quality, others are just for giggles with you and him being silly in front of a camera
New technology, a new companion, and a malfunction has a bigger impact on your life than you expect
Wandering the aisles of the electronics store, you feel intimidated by the advancements technology has made in recent years. The robots that stand tall along the walls of the store are so human-like that their stillness is almost eerie. You've done your research and decided on an android model, but as you browse through the displays, you can't find the one you want. Coming up to an employee restocking an accessory rack, you ask him for assistance.
“Excuse me,” you call out and he turns around to give you a pleasant smile. Your eyes travel to his name tag and you take note that it reads ‘Namjoon.’
“How can I help you miss?” he asks.
“I'm looking for an android, but I can't seem to find it on the shelves. It's the companion model,” you tell him, hoping that maybe you just missed the aisle or accidentally overlooked a label.
“Just one moment, please.”
Before you can respond, Namjoon shuts his eyes for a moment longer than a blink and when he opens them they are completely blank for a millisecond before foreign symbols and numbers flash across them. You're taken aback and the action makes you realize that you haven't been talking to a man named Namjoon, but to an android programmed to work retail. You're astonished how realistic he is and if it weren't for the inventory search scrolling across his eyes, you would have never known he is nothing more than a computer. With another long blink, his eyes go back to looking human with irises and pupils, and he pulls you out of your thoughts when he begins speaking.
“We currently have one companion android in stock,” Namjoon informs. “Would you like to see it?”
You tell him, “yes, please,” and you're asked to follow him.
Leading you to a far back corner, he presents a model that is shorter than he is but still taller than you. He has a slim build but full cheeks and his black hair brushes across his forehead, almost covering his eyes that stare blankly ahead with grey irises. You look him over carefully and you can't deny how attractive and cute this particular model is, his good looks and lean figure catching your eye. He looks friendly and kind and you don't need to think twice before you're telling Namjoon that you'll take it. He boots it up to factory mode and the grey eyes change to a warm brown as if he has just been sparked with life. Namjoon explains that the android is only booted up for your convenience, so you won't need to lug home a life-size computer and he takes you to the front counter to finalize the purchase.
Your giddy steps can hardly be contained as you make your way home with your brand-new android in tow and the only thing that keeps you from skipping down every street is the fear of damaging your latest purchase without the chance to even play with it. Once you and your android are secured in the safety of your own home, where he is safe from scratches and nicks, you finally break out the user's manual and get to work. First things first is to power him up completely and then he'll be able to guide you through the setup process himself.
Following Namjoon's instructions from the store, you do just as you were told. It's slightly more complicated than simply pressing a power button, to avoid accidental restarts and shutdowns you were told, and you sit the android down to get started. His on and off switch is located behind his left ear, but in order for it to be activated, you must fold down the third finger of his left hand. So, taking his hand in yours, you're the tiniest bit weirded out by how real he feels, and you proceed to fold down the ring finger, trying to be as gentle as possible as if trying not to hurt him. You doubt he, as a robot can feel pain, but he looks and feels so much like a regular 23 year old human that you can't help but treat him just the same. Bending his head forward, you reach behind his ear where you find a small switch and you flip it to the ‘on’ setting. Immediately, he sits up straight and you can't help but jump back in the slightest as he comes to life. It only takes a moment and before you know it, he's turning towards you with a gleaming smile on his face.
“Hello, my name is Jimin, what's yours?” he asks and his voice has a cheerful ring to it that you'll surely become fond of soon.
“I'm Y/N,” you introduce yourself and it almost doesn't feel as if you're talking to a robot.
“It's nice to meet you, Y/N. Are you my master?”
“M-master?” you stutter out, taken aback by his choice of words.
“Yes, master, the one I am to take orders from,” Jimin says, taking your hesitation as a need for clarification.
“Um, yeah, that's me, but you don't have to call me master,” you quickly let him know, feeling uncomfortable at even the thought of someone addressing you as their master.
“What would you prefer I call you?” Jimin politely asks, and although conversation feels very forced right now, you've read online that it will take a few days for your android to adjust to your lifestyle and start feeling more real.
“You can just call me Y/N,” you respond.
“Okay Y/N. Would you like to enable security features to prevent possible breaches?”
After responding yes, he guides you through security question selection and password creation until he is suggesting to add a fingerprint for extra measure and you agree with him. He holds out his pinky, as if to make a promise and you unsurely do the same. With your fingers locked, he instructs you to press your thumb to his, like sealing the promise, and your thumb print is read.
“All security measures are completed,” he announces with a smile. “Please input any personal data you would like me to store.”
The setup procedures come to an end and all that's left is to help Jimin get accustomed to your lifestyle so he can begin his duties as a companion. It doesn’t take much time, you’ve read that it can take up to a week until your android starts feeling like more than just a computer, but with Jimin following you around like a puppy, he absorbs everything about you in no time. All his basic software has been installed so he can help out with regular household chores like cleaning and cooking, but within a few days he already knows your favourite foods and the way you like to fold your laundry. Everything is going swimmingly, he’s a sponge eager to learn more and each task is completed with positive reinforcement from your side, but you soon begin to notice that maybe too much reinforcement is needed.
“Y/N!” Jimin exclaims when you come home from work, hurrying to the front door to greet you.
He has an excited smile on his face, as he usually does when you return from a day out and there’s an apron tied around his waist. You don’t need to ask him what he’s been up to when you get a whiff of the delicious smells coming from the kitchen.
“Hi Jimin,” you happily greet as you kick off your shoes and set down your purse.
“I made dinner!” Jimin announces, looking at you expectantly.
“Thank you, Jimin, I’ll go get changed so we can eat,” you tell him, not wanting to keep the eager boy waiting.
“I did good, right?” he questions, his smile still bright and eyes round.
“You did great, Jimin,” you easily compliment, reaching up to pat him on the head, an affection you have come to realize has him perking up each time.
“I made your favourite soup,” he continues, “because it’s gloomy out today. It was thoughtful, wasn’t it?” He’s fishing for compliments, something you notice he’s been doing more and more every day.
“It was very thoughtful! Thank you, now let me go change so I can taste your soup.” You escape to your bedroom and you have to remind Jimin not to follow you and instead instruct him to set the table.
His not-so-subtle ‘please compliment me’ moments don’t stop there; it continues throughout the meal with him asking you how it tastes each time you put another spoonful in your mouth and it’s endearing, but slowly becoming too much.
Jimin’s job is to make your life easier by performing mundane tasks for you, while being at your side and providing companionship, and although he is doing all those things and more, the amount of attention he needs begins to worry you. He's supposed to be the one giving you attention, making you feel loved and cared for, but with the way he responds, or rather pushes for you to respond, the roles have reversed. His every task is completed with expectancy from you to reward him in some way, whether it be with compliments or cuddles or even a pat on the head. And when you don't comply, his cheerful demeanor turns into one of pouts and whines until he is getting what he wants. You're not sure how this all happened, but you feel like you're the one taking care of him when the thousands of dollars you spent should have him taking care of you.
Your online searches come up blank each time you scroll endlessly through forums dedicated to all things android and you finally decide that you'll have to take him into the shop where you bought him, to at least get some answers before figuring out if you need to take him to be repaired.
Jimin's eyes light up when you tell him he'll be joining you on an outing and you can't help but feel guilty, as if tricking a dog into going to the vet. You're slightly on edge waiting for the moment a look of betrayal crosses his features, but Jimin doesn't seem to catch on as the two of you approach the store and enter with the chime of a bell.
“Ms. Y/N, Jimin, how may I help you today?” Namjoon questions the moment he approaches the two of you.
You're about to ask how he remembers your name after only one encounter a month ago, but you realize you're being silly because your personal and financial information is probably stored away in his database.
“You can go look around,” you say to Jimin who stands next to you scanning the space. He gives you a warm smile and he's off to examine the other models situated around the store.
“Are you looking for any new accessories or software?” Namjoon asks when you return your attention to him.
“Actually, I'm here because there's a problem,” you begin, speaking quietly as if not to let Jimin hear. “I think something is wrong with Jimin.”
“May I please ask you to elaborate? And why are we whispering?” Namjoon responds in the same volume as you.
“... I don't want to hurt Jimin's feelings or scare him by letting him know something is wrong.” As the words leave your mouth, you hear how stupid you sound and you're glad you're not speaking to a human who can and most likely would judge you.
“Ms. Y/N, Jimin's display of emotions is no more than a reflection of your own, he does not have feelings the way humans do, so there is no need to worry,” Namjoon factually explains, “besides, many owners prefer to have their androids aware of issues so the android can recognize them if they are to occur again.”
Logically it makes sense, but part of you is still reluctant to let Jimin know what's going on, his human-likeness hard to ignore.
Namjoon must sense (or scan) your hesitance that is evident in your face and continues, “I can put Jimin into factory mode for the troubleshoot, it won’t affect his current programming and he will be unaware of the entire procedure.”
The thought alone puts your mind at ease and you immediately agree, calling Jimin over so Namjoon can begin with the scan. It’s the slightest bit disheartening to see Jimin’s eyes fade from a warm brown to a lifeless grey, but you know it’s for the best and try not to dwell too much on all the cables and plugs Namjoon uses to attach himself to Jimin. Namjoon’s own eyes also go from human-like to robotic with symbols scrolling across them as you saw during your first visit to the store and you’re not sure if it’s rude to so blatantly stare at an android, but you can’t bring yourself to look away.
It doesn’t take more than a few minutes until Namjoon’s eyes return to normal and you know the scan is complete. “There seems to be a software issue with his core code. It is not threatening, but unfortunately, I personally cannot isolate the layer in order to further investigate.”
The news leaves you with mixed feelings, but before you can get lost in your thoughts, Namjoon continues.
“A more comprehensive scan can easily be completed by an android who specializes in software and programming. If you’d like, I can have someone take a look at him tomorrow.”
Feeling relieved that all this can be done on such short notice, you graciously thank Namjoon and he switches Jimin back on before the two of you leave the store.
It’s a restless sleep for you, worried about what the results will be tomorrow once Jimin is connected to a more powerful computer, but Jimin is soundly asleep beside you and that alone puts your heart at ease. You’re roused from your slumber to the feeling of feather light touches on your skin and it tickles when your disheveled hair is brushed away from your face. You open your eyes to find Jimin staring at you, his eyes big and bright like every other morning and you try your best to smile back, hiding the secret fear that lingers in the pit of your stomach of what is to come. What if he has a virus? Or he’s broken? Or what if his system is completely corrupt and is on the verge of failing?
Instead of dwelling too much on the worst possible scenario, you instruct Jimin to get ready for the day as you do the same. A light breakfast is all you can stomach and it’s slightly concerning how the idea of losing Jimin causes you so much distress.
It’s less than 40 minutes later when you arrive at the store. Namjoon told you to come back anytime between 11 and 2 and you stand at the doorway at 10:47. Jimin notices your nervous energy on the walk there but you brush him off each time, telling him it’s nothing and it will go away soon (you hope). Namjoon seems as if he is expecting you early once the bell chimes and you enter the store. He has only met you twice but he has obviously already scanned your entire personality and he greets you with no surprise at all when he lets you know everything will be ready in a minute.
You and Jimin mindlessly wander through the aisles and you offer to buy him everything he glances at, as if to compensate for what you’re about to put him through. He browses with fascination until the door chimes and a man walking into the store catches his attention. You do the same as Jimin and look over with curiosity as the figure makes his way straight towards Namjoon. He is tall and broad and walks with a confidence that makes him look like a super model. They greet each other in a friendly manner before they exchange a few more words and both of their heads are turning towards you. As if to not be rude, you quickly look away in hopes that it is not obvious that you’ve been staring, but Namjoon calls yours and Jimin’s names and motions you over.
“Y/N, Jimin, this is Seokjin,” Namjoon introduces, “our troubleshoot android and an old friend.”
You hadn’t realized at first that Seokjin wasn’t of the human race but getting a closer look, it becomes obvious that his features were sculpted with care to be nothing but perfect.
After the introductions, you’re being led to the back where there are parts and wires and all things to be expected in a computer shop. Jimin is switched into factory mode and Namjoon gives you a briefing of the procedure as Seokjin begins to connect cables. He explains that Seokjin is a much older model, one of the first series to be exact and while he is less human-like than the newest of his kind, he’s practically a super computer, specializing in software and technology. After being reinsured that Jimin is in good hands, you decide to step out of the room and wait out front where you fiddle with random accessories on display. It’s no different from the first time a software scan was run on Jimin; he’s hooked up to all these wires with no life in his eyes and although you know it’s perfectly safe, you can’t help but feel uneasy.
It feels like forever with the soft hum of hard drives and monitors in the background, but the wait soon comes to an end in what did not feel like less than 10 minutes and Seokjin calls you back into the room.
“So what’s wrong with him?” you can’t help but impatiently ask.
“There is an error in his system code,” Seokjin begins, “it’s the part of his code that gives him his personality. As you know, this model is meant to give companionship through attentiveness, affection and care. However, there’s been a simple, but unfortunately highly irreversible error, which has caused his software to do the opposite of what it is meant to.”
The word ‘irreversible’ rings in your head, repeating itself as you mull over what exactly that means for Jimin.
“You said he’s been seeking attention rather than giving it, correct?” Seokjin continues, as if he doesn’t notice the way your eyes sadden and mind wanders.
“Um, yes,” you respond after a moment of hesitation. “He still completes his tasks but asks for compliments.” You try your best to give Seokjin all the necessary information, but your mind is still stuck on what he said earlier.
He is about to say more, probably ask you another question, but you have to cut him off. “What do you mean by irreversible?”
“Highly irreversible,” Seokjin corrects. “There is a way to fix the code, however that would require a factory reset, meaning you will lose all information currently stored on him.”
“Everything…? And there’s nothing else we can do?” you ask, getting desperate.
“You will be able to back up all files, however, any behavior and personality traits will be reset.”
“And what would happen if we didn’t fix it?” you question, hoping that it doesn’t need to come to this.
“Well, he is more susceptible to viruses and software problems, but as you said, he completes all assigned tasks so there should be no major effect on his functionality.”
You’re relieved to hear that, but Seokjin barely gives you anytime to think it over before he’s asking how you’d like to proceed.
“Ms. Y/N,” Namjoon intervenes, “if you’d like some time to think about it, you can head home and give me a call tomorrow morning with your decision.” Namjoon is much more in tune with human emotions than Seokjin is, and you’re grateful that he understands your circumstances. Jimin is powered on and the two of you are saying your goodbyes.
The rest of the day is spent as it usually is; Jimin completes his chores and you sit behind your computer trying to get some work done. But your mind can’t seem to focus and you find yourself watching Jimin instead, your eyes following him around as he cleans and cooks. Once he’s done, he makes his way to the couch where you join him to relax before dinner. He suggests watching a movie, one that he chooses from an algorithm based on your viewing history. It’s a rom-com, your favourite type of movie and it’s one that would normally have you laughing at the clumsy protagonist and ‘awe-ing’ at the cheesy love interest, but with this decision weighing heavy on your shoulders, you can hardly find yourself paying attention to the screen.
All you can think about is losing Jimin and you can’t help but wonder why this is such a hard decision. It should be a rather simple one shouldn’t it? There shouldn’t even be a decision to be made; your computer is broken and a simple reformat will fix it. But why are you so torn up about this?
Morning comes after a sleepless night and you lie awake staring up at the ceiling. You haven’t made any move to get out of bed so Jimin stays in sleep mode next to you, his chest moving up and down as if he’s a living human being, so realistic that you can almost forget he isn’t.
The clock hits 9 and you know Namjoon is opening up the store. It hits 9:30 in what feels like a fleeting moment and you know he’s expecting your call. By 11, you are still laying in bed. Jimin has woken up but stays by your side at your request. The day goes by like this, Jimin asking what’s wrong while holding you in his arms. But you don’t give him an answer, and you don’t call the store, because it’s easier to ignore the truth than admit to yourself that you’re falling in love with a robot.
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