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Masterlist

"Do you even know what you do to me?"

"Just one kiss?"

"You're addictive."

"Don't tease me."

"I can't stop thinking about it."

"Come closer..."

"Tell me you want me the way I want you."

"You know if you look at me like that, I won't hold back."

"I've waited so long to be able to touch you like this."

"If this isn't meant to be, then say it."

"Just say it and I'll be yours."

"Tell me everything you want from me."

"I want to respect you but at the same time, I want to do bad things."

"You're blushing, it's cute."

"I shouldn't be looking at you like this."

"You don't know how much I've imagined this."

"I don't just like you, I love you."

"I want to wake up with you for the rest of my life."

"Stay, tonight. Or maybe even longer."

"Just hold me."

"I can't decide if I should punch your face or kiss your lips."

“I don’t know when I fell in love with you, it just happened.”

“Every-time I replay that moment, I would choose you over and over.”

“I was afraid to lose you. To ruin this.”

“If I tell you this, it’ll change everything. But if I don’t, I won’t be able to go on.”

“I told myself I was over it, but I was just lying to myself.”

“You make everything make sense in my life.”

“I don’t even need expensive things. I just need you.”

“You’re my safe space in life.”

“I didn’t know love could be this soft and gentle.”

“Your smile makes me lose my breath.”

“I’ve been in love with you longer than I’d ever admit.”

“Every time we accidentally touch, I wonder if you felt it too.”

“If you tell me to stop, I will. But I’ll never stop wanting you.”

“I come here every morning just to see you.”

“I hate that you know me so well.”

“I wasn’t supposed to like you this much.”

“Every lifetime, every timeline. It’ll always be you.”

“We really were meant to be.”

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Snowed In | Min Yoongi

Summary: Snowed in a little cabin with Yoongi for a night. Word Count: 3.3k Warnings: it's just cute Masterlist Prompts for requests

You had been in a little cabin in the middle of nowhere for a weekend with your friends and their girlfriends, the only single ones being you, Yoongi, and Namjoon. Watching all the love around you that whole weekend made you feel lonely, made you realise maybe you needed an actual love life for once.

When you got back, you told yourself you were finally going to meet someone. Whether it be dating apps or real life, it didn’t matter, you needed someone to love you now.

You wondered if Namjoon and Yoongi felt the same as you, watching them huddle up with blankets near the fire and giving each other casual kisses when they were near each other. It all got too much, it made you crave it. Hell, you might’ve even kissed anyone that asked at that point.

Now you were packed up and ready to go after two whole nights of loved up couples, you were so ready to go. Everyone else had already left in cars, with there only being space for everyone but you and Yoongi to get in the cars, you were forced to stay behind and catch a train back. Which was kinda annoying, but it is what it is. 

Yoongi then came into your room, with a heavy sigh and his phone bright in his hand. “Bad news.” His lips set in a line, his cheeks puffing out. “Trains are cancelled and buses...bad snow suddenly. Nothing’s running actually.” You drop your bag and collapse on the bed, with a frustrated grunt. “Looks like we have another night here.” At least it was Jin’s place and you weren’t paying for it. But a night with Yoongi, one of the people you probably weren’t the closest with because of his closed off nature.

“Great,” You huff. “At least I have a charger and an extra set of pyjamas, I’m really prepared.” You inform him, you always packed for an emergency. It had never happened before until now though, but at least you had done it. 

The snow outside had seemed harmless at first, it even made you smile to actually have a little snowfall during your getaway. That must have changed fast, by the time you looked out of your bedroom in the cabin’s window, it looked like the world was covered in snow. What had once been gentle little glittery looking snowflakes earlier, had turned into thick sheets of snow, covering the ground and everything in its path. The trees outside the cabin swayed in the wild wind that had started, the branches covered in snow creaking loudly.

“Oh,” You murmured. “Wow.” Yoongi stepped closer to you, stopping just beside you. Not close enough to be touching you, but close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating off of him, he was a quiet and steady presence in the room. He squinted his eyes as he looked out of the window with you and then let out a scoff.

“Guess the weather app really undersold what was going to happen today.” Yoongi says.

You let out a little disbelief laugh. “Yeah…just a little.” The cabin creaked loudly as the wind picked up again, rattling the windows hard enough that your body flinched away a little. 

“Hey,” Yoongi said instinctively, his hand lifting to soothe you before he caught himself and let it fall back beside his side. His voice was different from how you felt, it was calm and grounding like there were no problems going on right now. “The cabin's sturdy. Jin won’t shut up about how well-built it is and that it could survive even a natural disaster.” He rolled his eyes.

“That’s…reassuring, I guess.” You said, though your heart felt like it was about to thud enough that it would just burst out of your chest. You wrapped your arms around yourself to actually feel a little warmth, you were now aware of how thin the walls might be now that the storm had really picked up outside. 

Outside, the snow pelted against the window harshly, and the wind continued to howl a little quieter, like maybe it was starting to settle for the night. The trees bent and swayed as they fought back against the wind, their shadows twisting on the snow covered ground. 

You exhaled slowly. “I guess the universe really didn’t want us to go home today.”

Yoongi hummed in agreement and nodded his head. “Seems personal, maybe it was just meant to be.” The words felt heavy, even if they weren’t intended to be. You weren’t sure if he meant in a bad way or the opposite, but it made your stomach tighten anyway. You weren’t sure if he liked you or not.

You let out a little scoff, trying to pretend his words didn’t do anything to your feelings. “The universe has a weird sense of humour then.” You couldn’t let it be obvious you weren’t sure how you felt about him, weren’t sure at all how this night was going to go. Just then the lights go off in the cabin and you jump back, your arm brushing against his and making his body tense up. “Oh sorry, I just didn’t expect it.” Yoongi gave a tight lipped smile in response.

“There’s candles around here, we’ll be fine.” He reassures you, stepping back to leave the room and go search for them, leaving you by yourself in the room to think. You sit on the blue and green tartan design of the covers on the bed, giving yourself some time to just relax. Thank god some light was coming through the window, giving the room a little light in the total unrelaxing darkness. You didn’t want to be alone with yourself in the pitch black. “Found some!” Yoongi shouts from the other room.

You wander into the living room where Yoongi was spreading some candles around and lighting them with the light blue lighter he had. Did he smoke? You never really noticed, but now that you think about it he did like to take some little trips outside through the day. 

Now you really noticed him, with the orange-yellow lights of the flame of the candles on him, he was…handsome. Even dressed in a simple white t-shirt and some baggy grey shorts, he really was a treat to look at. You could only see his side profile but he had a cute little nose, and a bit of pouty lips as he took his time lighting the place up in the warm glove of the candles that were spread about. He looked…good.

He notices that you came into the room and gives you a little smile, you just hope he didn’t notice the way you were staring at him just now. “I already started the fire, go warm up.” You were so focused on him you didn’t even notice he had started a fire, bringing some warmth into the wooden cabin finally. 

You walk over and see a blanket on top of the rug, with some chocolate on top of it waiting for you. “I uh…had some snacks, thought you might be hungry.” Yoongi’s arm comes up and rubs behind his neck awkwardly as he explained, he was so attentive. You sit down on top of the rug and Yoongi comes over to sit next to you, grabbing the blanket and wrapping it around himself. “Are you cold too?” You were but you shrug, trying to play it off. Yoongi scoots closer and wraps the blanket around you too, your arms pressed up against each other. 

You smell the cologne he was wearing, it wasn’t too manly and was just a lovely smell, more vanilla smelling. Your favourite. His bare arm rubbed against yours, causing your skin to tingle and little bumps to rise on your arm like you were cold even though you were surrounded by heat, even his body heat. Yoongi seemed casual but you were freaking out, was it possible to just suddenly notice someone after all this time and develop some feelings for them?

“I uh, know we haven’t talked much before. But, I don’t want this to be awkward. Should we start out with a secret or something?” You look at Yoongi as he speaks, a big smile on his face and he doesn’t look back at you. Maybe you were too close, if you just leaned a bit closer, your lips could touch his soft and pale skin.

“A secret? Hm…I haven’t had sex in two years-” You pause and bring your hands up to your face, so embarrassing. “Sorry that was too much.”

Yoongi laughs at you and pulls your hands off of your face, his touch makes your heart race faster than it ever has before. “It’s okay, we’re gonna be closer after this. We should know each other…even like that I guess. I mean, I haven’t gone as long as you but it has been about six months.” His confession makes the heat in your cheeks disappear a little. “You gonna tell me why it’s been years then? Might as well now.”

Your hands were still held together, his warm hands heating up your cold hands from when you were in your room with no heating for a bit. “Well…I was in a long term relationship and after it ended, I just wasn’t interested in anything else for a while. I guess I got so used to being alone after that I just stuck with it and kept ignoring everyone else. But now, I miss it honestly.” You admit to him, you were completely over your ex now but you were starting to get lonely.

Yoongi nods in understanding as he listens to you, seeming to get what you were saying. “That’s reasonable, after being with someone for a while I guess it would be weird to try other people. But if you’re ready, I say just go for it. Don’t wait for the right moment or whatever stupid shit people say, just do it.” So you say fuck it and you lean in a little, pausing as he turns his face and you realise just what the fuck you’re actually doing. Ruining the moment. “Oh.” Yeah, fucked it.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have done it.”

“No, it’s okay.” He kisses you first, a short little kiss really, just a little more than a peck. “You know I wanted to talk to you, you just seemed busy with everyone else and I thought I’d seem boring or something.” Ridiculous, maybe you didn’t notice how great he was before but now that you’d actually talked to him a little, you would’ve known if he had come up to you at some point.

“That’s stupid, I know we haven’t even talked much yet but I think you’re a good guy.”

You spend a few more hours just talking about your lives before the power comes back on, lighting up the room brightly and hurting your eyes. Yoongi laughs at you as you scowl and cover your eyes, getting up to turn the big light off in the room and turning on the lamp standing in the corner. “Better?” He asks, and you give him a thumbs up and a smile.

He comes to sit next to you again, his arm pressing comfortably against you again even though it was warm in the room and you didn’t need to be right next to each other to warm up anymore. 

“I better text everyone and let them know what’s happening.” He pulls his phone out of his pocket and texts the weekend groupchat you guys had made, letting everyone know the situation. “Jimin can pick us up tomorrow at the earliest because of the snow, guess we’re here for another night then.” He puts his phone back into his pocket. You’re glad, you didn’t want to ruin this moment with him for technology. 

You started to feel brave so you moved your head to rest on his shoulder, he tensed at the first feel of it but then relaxed, letting you settle onto him. “How weird we never really talked before this, I feel like… I wish I’d known you for a lifetime.” You tell him, looking up from his shoulder and watching his lips purse.

The candles around you - on the windowsills, on top of the fireplaces - are starting to burn out now, reaching the end of their own lifetimes. The smell of them calmed you down, helped you realise that there was nothing wrong even though you were stuck in this cabin for a night with a man you just suddenly started talking to and unexpectedly kissed. It felt like everything was going to be alright, like you could just settle and let the world pass you by right now.

Yoongi was practically a stranger to you before this, someone who was in the same friend group as you but was on the sidelines a little bit. He was someone you shared a joke with sometimes, talked when you felt like you had to. And when you were in a room together, it was a little awkward.

He was the only one you felt like you hadn’t gotten to know at all, he definitely seemed like someone who didn’t just let any random person into his life. Even though you had known him for about two years now, you didn’t even realise how great of a friendship you could have with him. Or maybe even more.

You were opposites, but at the same time strikingly similar in a way you could’ve never even known if this hadn’t spontaneously happened to the both of you. You wouldn’t have ever known how much he was a workaholic, constantly coming up with new music ideas in his head and writing it down so he didn’t forget once he got back to his studio. And he would’ve never known how much of your life you also dedicate to making a name for yourself in your profession and working hard, wanting to do your best constantly.

You bonded over things like video games which you honestly wouldn’t have ever guessed he played. Even though he hadn’t actually completed ones in years, he had favourites. He liked a story game, like ‘The Last of Us’, and you freaked out. One of the best games you had ever played and no one else in your friend group had cared for it. There were just little things you found about him that made you want to keep learning, to be a real friend to him.

“After this, we should go out. Just us.” Yoongi announces and you have to agree, no way you were letting the opportunity to see him again like this slip through your grasp. 

Now you didn’t even want to go back and meet someone, you just wanted to be in this moment forever with him. And even after you inevitably go home tomorrow and you’re without him, you want to text him and arrange something. Your friends would probably be perplexed when they found out just how much you had bonded, but hopefully they’d be very supportive. Honestly, you wanted this to go a romantic way but even if that’s not what he wanted after this, you’d live with it. Because being apart from him now, your heart would twist in anger with you.

“What time is it?” You ask, finding your phone in your pocket and pulling out. Sitting at a steady 8% percent even though you hadn’t been using it, the time showing 11:54pm made the tiredness suddenly hit you. “Damn, it’s late already. I think it’s time for bed.” Yoongi nods and stands up, offering you a hand up. You keep the blanket resting around your shoulders and take his hand, pulling yourself up with his help.

You walk towards your door, which was first in the hall, in a comfortable silence. You both pause at your door, words stuck in your throat. You wanted to sleep with him tonight, but was that too fast? Yeah, maybe he kissed you, but cuddling tonight? Maybe that was just a little too much. “Can I…come in?” Yoongi asks and you could’ve squealed in enjoyment, clapping your hands and jumping like a child.

You compose yourself, trying not to let any of the excitement show on the outside. “Of course.” You push open the door and walk inside, Yoongi just a step behind you. It was a little chilly in the room, but the warmth of his body next to yours tonight would definitely be more than enough for you. Plus you liked to sleep in the cold anyway, who wants to wake up sweating after a peaceful night of sleeping? Although, if Yoongi wanted to overheat you in his arms, you’d totally accept it.

You pull back the comfy cover on the right side of the bed and Yoongi mirrors you, both getting into the bed at the same time. You stare at the ceiling as the quiet takes over the room, your hands gripping the edge of the quilt that was up to your chin. You didn’t know what to do now, you didn’t even want to look at him and make it even more awkward than it already felt. Your eyes traced the wood above you, following all the lines as you waited for something to come to you that you could do to make this more normal.

You felt Yoongi’s head turn, you could feel his eyes on the side of your face. “Are you alright?” He questions you and you turn your head quickly, your eyes probably looked crazy and like they were about to pop out of your head. “You don’t have to feel weird. C’mere.” You listen to him and scoot closer, he has his arm out and ready for you. You rest your head in the middle of his arm and stare at him weirdly. “You’re a nervous wreck.” He laughs at you, actually laughs at you. “Just come closer.”

You scoot over again, finally resting your head on his chest but your body felt like it was in fight or flight mode. “I’m sorry, I haven’t done this in a while.”

“I assumed so, it’s okay. Just be natural, like we’re married or something.” How the hell were you supposed to do that. “Go to sleep, you’ll feel better in the morning.” You close your eyes, but it takes a moment. It takes so long that you hear Yoongi’s breath even out, his hand resting comfortably on your back and he falls asleep peacefully. 

You have an easy sleep, the type where you know you had a good dream when you wake up but you completely forgot it. You get shook awake in the morning by Yoongi, his bright screen blaring in your eyes so much that you can’t even tell what’s on it. “Jimin will be here in five minutes, I let you sleep in since you’re packed.” That wakes you up, your head springs up and Yoongi has his gummy smile out as he watches you. 

“Damn, I slept in my clothes.” You look down at yourself, a comfy pair of joggers on your bottom half and a comfy fluffy long-sleeved t-shirt on top, winter wear really. At least you were ready, all you had to do was stuff your charger in your little bag and go. You notice Yoongi was watching you look around the room like a maniac just in case you were going to leave anything behind. With his arm propping up his head and his bedhead hair, he looked real good in the morning. Too good, actually. “Shouldn’t you be getting up?”

“My bag’s ready in my room.” He gets up from the bed, slowly making his way over to you. He pulls out his phone, unlocking it and handing it to you, “Your number? I’m texting you when I get in the house, no arguments.” And you had none anyway, you put your number in his phone with no issues and a new person in your life, it felt good.

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Hello !! Happy new year to you!

I would love to get prompts 24 and 13 with Joon.

OC is in the industry (famous) and they have been friends for a few times, they met through another member or something like that

And joon reallyyyyyy likes her but he is really scared of getting attached bla bla bla and they go on tour next year bla bla bla and OC is so awesome that he feels that she is too good for him something like that

And then something comes up and push him to confess (an argument, jealousy, whatever) and she feels the same way and the end could be a little smutty?

Thank you so much!!! Have an amazing year!!

Too Good To Be Mine | Kim Namjoon

Word Count: 2.1k Warnings: fluffy, angst, smut (jerking him off) Masterlist Prompts for requests 13. "I want to respect you but at the same time, I want to do bad things." 24. "I was afraid to lose you. To ruin this." Thanks for the request and happy new year :)

Working as an idol had its downsides of course - overworking, crazy fans, and the rest - but it also had its good sides, like all the great people you’ve got to meet through your job. Like Kim Taehyung, who you met at an award show and through talking, you realised you had lived 10 minutes away from him when you were young and just immediately bonded over it all. 

Now through him, you were becoming great friends with the rest of his band. You were a soloist so at first you felt quite lonely in the industry, but now that you had this reliable group of friends you felt like you were having an amazing time in your life. It couldn’t get better. Well, maybe it could get better if you would just finally confess your big crush on Namjoon and get it over with.

You seemed to click with him when you met just like Taehyung, he was the older and most respected in the group. And you didn’t just respect him, to be frank, you wanted to get on top of him. With his long black hair and deep dimples when he showed his straight white teeth, you felt like you could really be in love soon if you didn’t try and get over it. Or maybe you could just say something to him instead…no, you couldn’t ever do that.

You didn’t even need to try with him, he just knew how you felt constantly and how to work around it. If you were excited and happy, he was too. If you weren’t feeling too good that day, he always managed to cheer you up somehow. You felt safe with him, he seemed to be quite protective of you, even with the other members. When you hung out without him, he was always curious as to what happened and even seemed a little jealous you had a good time without him and just with his members. 

You never argued either, you just understood each other's feelings. 

You were all at the little bar area Hoseok had in his house not long ago, having a drink and a good time together. Namjoon had chosen to sit next to you in one of the bar stools as soon as you sat down, shifting the chair closer to you a little. It made you feel good, to know he actually liked you enough to do things like that. But you weren’t sure if he saw you romantically or in a sister, family kind of way just yet.

He ended up asking you to stay that night, no one else stayed, just you. You stayed in his guest room, even if you wanted to be in his bed next to him you just weren’t ready to let those feelings out and into the air yet. So, you sucked it up and stayed in the room next to him, wishing you were falling asleep in his big arms.

In the morning when you had woken up, as soon as he saw you stroll up to the kitchen he was offering to make breakfast. He had turned on some soothing jazz in the background as he worked himself around the kitchen making some eggs and bacon for the both of you. You made a joke about him becoming like Taehyung with his music taste and he laughed just a little too hard at it, it made you wonder if he possibly could like you back.

You would lay awake at night thinking of the times you would hang out one-on-one, the way the conversation just flowed so smoothly and you always had the maximum amount of fun with him. A day with Namjoon could never be boring apparently. Even though you had only been friends with him for a few months now, the happiness it brought you made it feel like a childhood friend you were very comfortable with and had known for years upon years. It seemed like he seeked you out even when you were in a large group of people, his eyes scanning the room and then a big smile would spread on his face as he finally found you and made his way over to you.

You could feel the tension lately, and you were pretty sure he liked you back at this point but you were too shy to say anything to him just in case it wasn’t actually true and you were just making it all up in your sick fantasies of him. Sometimes you would get a little too close to be friendly, and then he would step back and go quiet like he was thinking deeply. 

The lingering looks at you, the times you almost just blurted out just how much you like him, it was starting to drive you crazy.

But lately he seemed distant, he had started to prepare for a tour and it seemed like he just didn't have much time for you anymore. He didn’t pick up all your phone calls and he wouldn’t call back in the same day, waiting until the next day to pick up the phone and then giving you short answers. You try to tell yourself you’re imagining him distancing himself from you, but it was getting hard to ignore.

You missed being with him, missed the casual times he would call you just to talk about nothing and the days where you would come over just to be in a comfortable silence with him. You just missed him. You missed the hugs that lasted a bit too long, and him just wanting to be in a room alone with you. So you distanced yourself too, you stopped calling so much and you just hung out with the people who actually wanted to be with you. Like your friend, Taehyung.

He actually had time for you even with all the preparations for the upcoming tour, he made time for you. You didn’t ask him about Namjoon, you didn’t want to make it awkward or hint to him of your big crush on his friend. So you stayed silent, pretended like nothing was wrong and got on with your life.

You were in Taehyung’s house when he spontaneously came over, scoffing when he saw the two of you huddled together on his couch watching some funny tiktok’s together and laughing like you used to with Namjoon.

Late at night, he texted you a simple ‘come over?’ and you didn’t realise how much you actually missed him until that moment, it all came pouring over you like a large wave. You obliged, showing up at his front door and waiting for him in your comfy and casual clothes. You never felt the need to dress up for him, that’s how he made you feel. Like you could just be yourself.

He opened the door silently and you walked in, going to sit on his couch with him in silence. There were no words for a minute or two until he decided to start the conversation. “Are you in a relationship with Taehyung?” Namjoon asked innocently, and you just had to laugh. It was utterly ridiculous, Tae was one of your best friends. It was ridiculous that he could even be sad or mad about such a thing when he’d been fully ignoring you. “It’s not funny.”

“It is funny. You haven’t been talking to me and suddenly you’re annoyed and think I’m in a relationship with Taehyung. That’s my best friend, Namjoon.” You tell him off and he leans back onto the couch pillows, like he’d finally realised something.

He sits up straight suddenly, his back straighter than a plank of wood. “So…you’d like to never be in a relationship with a friend?” He asks, clearly nervous for your answer. His arms were crossed but you can see the way he was gripping the long sleeves of his t-shirt tightly.

“I guess it depends who it was?” “And if it was me?” “Are you asking me to be in a relationship with you or are you being a pussy again?” Namjoon almost jumps back in surprise at your words, his arms uncrossing and he fumbles on his words as he tries to come up with something to say back to that. “Just tell me if you like me or not, I’m tired of waiting and I can’t do it anymore.

“I do.” He answers, trying to sound like he had the utmost confidence but you knew he was scared of what he was feeling and saying to you. “And I guess…you do too.” You roll your eyes and nod your head. “I’m sorry I waited, I was afraid to lose you. To ruin this. If you didn’t like me back, I didn’t want to ruin what we had.”

“Kiss me then. Don’t be afraid.” You encourage him, and he sets his lips in a tight little line as he thinks hard. Then he turns to you, and holds your face carefully in his hands like he didn’t want to risk hurting you. Namjoon kisses you, actually kisses you. It was only quick, but it was perfect.

He rests his forehead against yours with closed eyes, letting out a big relieved sigh like it had been air stuck in his lungs for months that he just couldn’t get out. “I thought you were just too good for me. Like you couldn’t like someone like me like that.” You giggle at his stupid words and he opens his eyes with a pretend mad face. “It’s true!”

“It’s just that I thought the same, but lately, I kinda caught onto your feelings. You weren’t hiding it very well.” Namjoon tuts his tongue and looks down at his lap. “Kiss me again, don’t just stop.” He looks up with his mouth open and you roll your eyes once again, he just had no clue what to do now that your feelings were out and proud about each other.

You kissed him first this time, taking the time to feel the shape of his lips against yours and how freshly moisturised they felt. He’d even brushed his teeth again in preparation for seeing you. You both were sitting with your legs crossed and facing each other on the couch now, so you leaned closer and closer until he was on his back and you were over him.

You moved down, kissing his neck softly as he gasped, he definitely didn’t expect all this tonight. “Maybe we should slow down-” He blurts out, but he sounds unsure.

“That's really what you want right now?” You ask and he shakes his head. You didn’t want to slow down, you had been waiting for this for far too long now.

You reach down for the waistband of the black joggers he had on and it sounds like he choked on his spit a little, but he didn’t try and stop you. He let you slowly push your hand past the waistband and down, down until you could feel his growing boner. He was clearly excited for this to happen, even if he didn’t want to say it out loud.

You wrap your hand around his dick and slowly start to move your hand up and down, Namjoon’s lips part and his head tilts back as he basks in the feel of you on him. He accepts your touch, pushing his hips up into your hand and groaning a little. “Faster…” He pleads and you oblige, moving your hand fast as you push up his t-shirt and start to kiss on his stomach. 

Namjoon lets out a little moan as you start to suck right next to his hip bone, intending to leave a dark mark on his skin. His hand rests on your hair and you put yours over his, encouraging him to grip it. He finally starts to realise you’re not made of glass and grips his fingers into your hair, using his other hand to push his joggers down. 

You look down and grin as you see his full hard-on, you keep jerking him and start licking down from below his belly button. Suddenly his hips stutter and he pushes them up, gripping the strands of your hair tightly as he cums with a loud moan. It was hot to see him cum but you pouted because you didn’t even get to the good part yet, next time you tell yourself.

Namjoon catches his breath after he’s done, his chest moving up and down rapidly. You kiss up his body until you reach his face and then plant kisses all around his skin. “That was good. I want to respect you, but at the same time I want to do bad things.” He admits, his hands framing your face gently.

“Next time.” You say to him.

“Next time.” He agrees.

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5 Times | Kim Taehyung

Summary: The 4 times they almost kissed, and then the one time they did. Word Count: 2.9k Warnings: very fluffy, lots of interruptions, pining Masterlist Prompts for requests

Almost Kiss One

The first time it happened, BTS had just won some award they were really looking forward to. They all jumped up from the couch with loud shouts and their arms up as they all celebrated together, cheers could probably be heard down the street with the volume of all of you screaming.

You hugged everyone, leaving the last hug for the most special one. Taehyung. Your best friend, your overly-touchy best friend that left you feeling like you were high in the clouds and the smile that always formed when you saw him was going to be stuck there forever.

You met him through work, when you were working on a BTS album as a producer for the first time, and then he showed up. You just clicked, straight away you were just two pees in a pod. You always drift towards him with everything, sitting next to him everywhere and asking for his opinion first on everything because it always matters more than the others.

Even after you finished working with the band, Taehyung couldn’t let you go. He invited you everywhere, suddenly getting to a touchy stage of friendship that has now made you harbour a massive crush on him. You felt like you were fourteen again with him.

The hug with Tae lingered a little longer than it did with the others. Not long enough that someone could notice and tease you about it, not long enough to seem suspicious at all. But, it was long enough for you to notice the way Taehyung’s big hand rested between your shoulder blades, warm and steady, like he didn’t want to let you get free of his grip yet. His chin brushed against the top of your head lightly as he laughed at all the guys celebrating together in front of you.

He pulled back eventually very slowly and not all at once. It was like he loosened his arms in different stages, as if letting go required a lot of effort for him. When you let go, his hands lingered at your sides for just a second too long before he let his arms drop, fingers brushing in a way that could be accidental, or fully meaningful.

You looked up at him, a smile stuck again on your face even though you didn’t realise it. His eyes crinkled with little wrinkles as he smiled back, that iconic boxy smile showing back at you appearing on his face, bright and happy. For a moment, it felt like everything else in the world blurred around him, like all the loud noise was gone and the only thing that mattered was the two of you, in this moment right now.

“I can’t believe it, we actually won.” He says quietly, just keeping it between the two of you, his voice sounded like it was buzzing with excitement. You never doubted they would win, they were very talented boys.

“Of course you did, who could pass up you guys?” Taehyung gave a chuckle and your words and then just looked at you, really looked at you for a moment. It made you want to cower away, to cover up all the imperfections you believed you had. He was surely going to notice everything on your face, skin texture and all, with the way he was looking at you right now.

Taehyung’s eyes then go from all around your face, back to your eyes. His eyes were soft and sincere, they made you feel safe. “You always believe in us…you’re…” He cuts himself off, like he wasn’t ready to say what he was thinking yet. You then hear Jungkook calling out for ‘Tae hyung’ and he turns his head, immediately stepping back like he had recognised you were dangerously close.

You end up sitting on the couch on your own for a bit, just thinking about him. Until he came back, and he sat down right next to you with his arm resting on the couch behind your back. You were basically cuddling now. “This is one of those nights.” Taehyung blurts out, his head resting back on the couch and his eyes up at the ceiling.

“One of what nights?” You question him, his head lifts up and he looks at you with a big grin on his handsome face.

“A night you don’t forget, of course,” You watch as his eyes move down from your eyes slowly. To your nose…then to your lips, it was only for a split second but there’s no way you couldn’t have noticed it when you notice everything about him. “You made it really special.” His eyes go back to your lips and you swore he almost leaned in before the rest of the boys came in and ruined it, grabbing Tae’s hand and grabbing him up from you to celebrate some more.

Almost Kiss Two

The second time, your bed was quite small. You were huddled together after a night of clubbing in your little bed, you only needed a small one as you lived alone. But when Taehyung stayed over, that’s when you realised how much it really forced the proximity. The bed was too small was the excuse you made, when you felt his arm or his fingers brush against you, it couldn’t be on purpose.

“You awake?” You heard Taehyung pipe up. The room is quiet, all you can hear is the hum of the little fan you had and the rustling of the leaves on the trees outside from the open window. And then he interrupts the silence, you couldn’t even tell if it was awkward or just comfortable silence but you were glad he said something. You always wanted to talk to him, no matter if the time on your phone now showed 4 A.M.

“Yeah.” You whisper back, almost too fast like you were just waiting for him to say something. There’s a stretch of silence after that, you just stare out into the darkness as you lay on your side and wait for him to say something back.

You hear rustling and then his knees brush against you, it almost felt like he was right against your back. His hand comes up to rest on your waist and you tense up, he clearly feels it. ‘I…I like to cuddle when I’m drunk. But if that’s too weird, just tell me.” You turn around to talk to him and you immediately pause, his face was right next to yours and even in the dark, you could see the parts of his face that were highlighted by the moon shining in through your sheer curtains.

You see Taehyung’s adams apple bob as he roughly swallows and then licks his lips, like his mouth has gone fully dry. You could see the moles on his face, even a few acne scars, but he looked perfect. “It’s..not weird.” You tell him, his eyes go down to your lips for the second time in the whole of knowing him that you had noticed. “Sorry, I’m too close.”

You hear a sigh come from Taehyung’s heart shaped lips as you turn back around, your back is starting to hurt from how tense the situation was making you. He then moves closer, his front against your back but he keeps his hips a safe distance away though, that would be too much for you right now. “It was fine.” He informs you, and then rests the side of his face between your shoulder blades, falling asleep soon after.

You lay awake, just thinking about what this meant for the both of your relationships with each other.

Almost Kiss Three

That day, you ended up at a place that looked like the theme park you had built in Rollercoaster Tycoon when you were younger on your little laptop. You had a lot of fun, it was just the two of you. Just the two of you in the middle of nowhere, a place where there was thankfully not a lot of people here with you.

You had a great day, getting over your slight fear of heights with every ride with Taehyung that he forced you to go on. Now you were leaving and soaking wet, you hadn’t been prepared for the sudden drastic pour of rain on your heads. No jacket with a hood and nothing to even cover your head with, you couldn’t even try and find a place with an umbrella as you had already walked away from everything with the hope of finding the bus station across from the one that you had arrived at.

You guys were running and laughing now, trying your best to cover your heads with your hands even though you knew it would never work. Your cheeks and nose were wet but you didn’t even care, you were having too much fun to think about that annoying kind of stuff right now. You just watched as Taehyung ran a bit ahead of you and you shouted out to him, ‘wait up!’ to which you just got a big laugh in response.

You ended up finding the little bus stop which, thank god, had a shelter at it. You both raced to it, breathing heavy as you catch your breath from all the running and laughing at the same time. You let your hands drop to the side as you relax under the shelter, both belly laughing at each others wet rat look.

The shelter was cramped just like your bed, it was just a little wooden shack and you couldn’t both stand in it without your shoulders being pressed up against each other. Your stomach felt like it was fluttering, a bunch of butterflies just swarming in there and tickling your insides as you tried to pretend the closeness wasn’t affecting you at all. Taehyung looked too casual about it, you couldn’t give yourself away to him.

Then he turned to you, his chest almost pressing against yours as he examined you. He reached for your hair, tucking it behind your ear and trying to smooth it down. “So messy…” He whispered to himself, fixing you up while you tried not to melt into a puddle. “Should’ve brought an umbrella, I knew it.” He rambled to himself, and then he grabbed your shoulders and forced you to turn to him.

Your noses could’ve booped each other if you moved another inch, you didn’t know what his plan was but it was really fucking you up. You tried not to notice the way he looked at you, a gentle look in his brown puppy eyes and a sweet smile on his face. He always looked so damn perfect actually, too perfect to be real and yet here he was right in front of you.

It happened again, he looked at your lips. But he let his eyes linger a little more this time. “Look I-” A big bolt of thunder could be heard, distracting you from the moment happening and sending you straight into his strong chest. “Woah- are you okay?” He wraps his arms around you, soothingly rubbing your back as you try to calm down from the scare. “Hey, I can see the bus up the hill, we’ll be gone soon. Don’t worry.”

Almost Kiss Four

In the car, it was pretty silent. It was the start of a ride to the place where you were staying for the night. BTS were on tour and of course, you had a ticket saved from them. They offered to drive you so you of course took them up on it. Jimin was in the driving seat, with Namjoon in the front passenger seat, and you sandwiched between Jin and Taehyung in the back seat. 

There was no music playing for some reason, maybe because it was late at night and they had already heard so much music from all the practicing and shows they had done not too long ago. The tour was a constant and never ending work day, they barely even got a break to explore the countries they got to visit. But, they always say it’s about the people they see while they’re there, the ones who came to see them and to enjoy themselves. They yearned to entertain them.

They rarely complained, although everyone gets tired and argumentative sometimes when they’re worked to the bone. You couldn’t blame them if once in a while their tone just raised slightly. They were human too and they had emotions, although a lot of people acted like idols were robots who couldn’t feel negative things or fall in love with someone. Which was weird because they were the same fans who fantasized about their biases falling for them. Hypocrites.

Jin laid against the window with one of those travel pillows around his neck and his mouth wide open, you swore you could almost see a little bit of drool about to fall out from his pillowly pink lips. Taehyung was still awake, scrolling on his phone with the volume down so as not to disturb the others in the car. He let you lean against him and watch his phone with him, silently trying to laugh with him when a funny video popped up.

Then, he reached into his pocket with a quiet little ‘aha’ like he had just remembered something. He pulled out some wired headphones, immediately sticking them into his phone and offering you one of the buds. You smiled and put it in your left ear, while he put the other into his right. Finally, you could distract yourself on the 2 hour drive from where you lived to the hotel near the stadium where BTS were set to perform tomorrow night.

After about 30 minutes, you started to close your eyes, not even realising your head was slowly inching down to rest of Taehyung’s shoulder. But he let you, he let you get comfortable on him and he even started to play some gentle piano music in your ear to lull you to sleep. 

When you woke up, the sat nav at the front said you were two minutes away and Taehyung’s face was directly in front of yours, eyes staring right into yours. “I need to tell you something.” He says and leans a little closer.

“We’re here!” Jimin announces from the front, startling Taehyung and making him pull back. 

“Next time…” Taehyung says to you, he sounded defeated.

The Kiss

After the concert, you end up on his hotel room balcony. He had one of the fancy rooms on the top floor with a bunch of extra space, which he said he felt lonely in so you made your way up to him. The view of Seoul was beautiful, all the flashing lights and the traffic. You loved the busy hustle of a main city, all the people with their own lives that you knew nothing about. Their own struggles, and their own things that made them feel happy at the end of the day.

Your happiness at the end of the day was Taehyung, he took care of you even if he wasn’t actually doing it physically. His comforting and warm presence just made you feel good, but at the same time it was your struggle too. You struggled not to get closer to him, to admit that you liked him. He had millions of girls that had a crush on him, literally, he was famous for not only his talents but his beauty too. Many people adored him, so why would he want to settle with you when he could have so much more?

He could travel the world and try someone different in every country, even multiple different countries. Models, singers, dancers, any type of people would find it hard to resist his charm. God knows you could never resist it, even as you stood on this balcony next to him, you struggled not to just blurt out your feelings and kiss him.

“Do you know how many times I’ve tried to kiss you?” He surprises you with his words and your whole body goes numb, including your brain. It was empty and quiet in there for the first time in your life, you really had nothing to say. “So many times I tried, and I failed…every single time. I’m a fucking loser.”

“You were actually trying to kiss me?” You finally managed to conjure up some words to say in your mind. You had an inkling of course, but he just confirmed it and now it was real. He actually wanted to kiss you, maybe even go on a date, maybe even have you as his official girlfriend. It’d have to be secret of course, but you didn’t mind if it was for him. You would do anything for him.

Taehyung scoffs and looks at you, his hands on the balcony as he leans his weight onto his arms. “Are you kidding me? You didn’t know? I even want to kiss you right now but knowing my luck…the glass will break on this balcony or something.”

“Don’t wait, just do it.” You tell him and his eyes go wide, like he was finally realising you wanted it to. He stepped closer to you as you turned to him, your back straight and your nails digging into your palms out of nervousness. You were going to actually kiss Taehyung for the first time  now, it was actually going to happen now.

He grabbed your face and leaned down, he wasted no time. He immediately planted a kiss on your lips, and for the first time, nothing stopped you. No thunder, no friends, no awkwardness, no distractions. Just the two of you, in this moment.

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Impulse | Park Jimin

Summary: Meeting Jimin at the club and going home with him... Word Count: 3.1k Warnings: pure smut Masterlist Prompts for requests

You didn’t plan on being at the club tonight, but when your friend called you up and proposed a night out and the bar then eventually the club, you just can’t refuse that. Now you were in the middle of the dance floor, already pretty drunk. You flowed your body to the beat as some song you didn’t know played from the speakers, but it didn’t matter what the song was when you just wanted to dance.

You were spinning your friend around with your hand, laughing as you spun her too much and she almost fell right to the floor on her ass. The lights were flashing along to the upbeat music, cutting through the heated haze of the sweaty bodies packed together on the busy dance floor. The bass thumped so hard through your chest, you couldn’t even tell how fast your heart was beating anymore. Someone bumped into you from behind but when you looked at them, you both just laughed, drunk off of the vibe and the alcohol. 

You felt eyes on you from the bar, they were burning into your side and you had to investigate. Your head turned towards the bar, spotting a man with dark hair sipping his drink and staring directly at you. You couldn’t see his face but you could see the rest of him, he was wearing a black button up shirt and some black jeans to match them, they clinged to his thighs in an ultimately sexy way. His hard looked a little wet and shiny, probably from sweating as he danced and partied. And one other thing, he couldn’t turn away from you as you danced with your friend. Then he lifted his finger and curled it, asking for you to come over with a little tilt of his head. 

Your friend had noticed what you were looking at and pushed your shoulder softly. “Girl, if you don’t go…I will.” She encouraged you and you stood up straighter, preparing to go finally see the face on the attractive body. “Hurry up, someone will snatch that up.”

He turned over to the bar and rested his elbows on it as you walked over to him which meant you could only see the back. You inspected as much as you could, like how his ass could be seen as fat even in those baggy jeans he had on. You put your hand on his shoulder as you walked up next to him, leaning against the cold and slightly sticky mahogany wood of the large bar. 

His face turned towards you and you had to stop yourself from gasping in amazement, what you saw first was those plump lips and alluring eyes looking back at you. His clear skin and perfect face was crazy, you had never seen a more handsome guy than this in your life, even online. The little sides of his hair stuck to his face a bit, his hair on top was pushed back showing his forehead. His black shirt he had dressed himself in was a little crinkled up from all the moving of tonight too, showing he had been here for at least a couple hours.

He pointed at your hand. “You need a drink?” His voice wasn’t too high and wasn’t too low, it was just right. You take him up on his offer and ask for a cocktail, a tequila sunrise for something a little light and just to keep you going. “You look like you’re having fun.” He says, clearly taking notice of you. He rested his chin on his hand as he waited for the bartender to finish serving other people drinks and come over to him.

You hum in response and nod your head. “I am, well I am pretty drunk right now. You got a reason for calling me over?” You challenge him with a sweet smile, waiting to see if he has a clever response to that.

He laughs a little and stands up straight again, fixing the cuffs on his shirt. “Of course I do. I want to know you, pretty girl.” You didn’t expect such a forward answer to your question, but you think you kind of liked it. Someone who knows what they want and isn’t afraid to say it to your face. “You got a name to that face?” He asks and you tell him your name. “Pretty, like you. I’m Jimin. You like this place?”

“Yeah I like it.” You reply with a small shrug, your fingers tapping against the edge of the bar “It’s quite loud, but in like a fun way. Makes you forget about anything happening outside of here for a while, you just want to have fun when you get here.” You quickly glance back at the dancefloor where your friend is with your other friends just to check on her, she looked like she was having the time of her life. You look back at Jimin. “Do you like it?”

“Well yeah, but I’m not planning on staying long.” He tells you, stretching his legs out and he leans back against the bar. He had a sly smirk on his face.

“Why not?”

“Well, I plan on getting out of here with you hopefully.” He doesn’t stop any eye contact as he says that, looking for a reaction in your face. You purse your lips and try not to give away your emotions, but he excited you. You weren’t planning on anything like this tonight, but now you wanted to run away from here with this man you just met.

You let out a fake scoff and turn to the bar. “You really say what’s on your mind, don’t you.” Jimin steps closer to you and you can almost feel his breath on your face and you could almost smell what he had been drinking that night on it. “You think I’ll just accept that?”

“I think so. Your legs are pressed together and your cheeks are red.” He leans closer until his lips are right next to your ear. “I think you’re turned on, aren’t you?” You realise how much you're pressing your thighs together, trying to relieve an ache you were feeling. God, drinking made you so horny you could just jump him right now in front of all these people. You feel your cheeks heating up, so embarrassed that this stranger was getting you like this. “Tell me the truth, you wanna leave here? With me, of course.”

You contemplate it, your friends would wonder where you went of course…but you also felt like you were at a stage you couldn’t deny a man you were this attracted to. So you said yes, you sent a text to your friend for when everyone started to wonder where you were and you left the club with your hand on his arm. 

You take a taxi with him to his house, you’re so drunk that it doesn’t even register in your mind that Jimin could just be some weirdo. But you’re taking the chance that he might not be. You don’t even look outside as you arrive, so when you get out after he opens the door for you, it’s a complete surprise. It was a big house, with a big gate in front of it too. Jimin steps forward and enters a passcode into a little keypad that was next to the door in the big and tall fence. 

He pushes open the fence door and looks at you, waiting for you to come to him. You walk through and giggle, “Didn’t expect you to be…so rich?” You were in disbelief, there was a lengthy garden in front. Lots of plants that look like they were taken great care of, probably by a gardener you knew he could afford. 

Jimin shrugs like it’s nothing, it was just normal to him. “Didn’t think I needed to. Come in.” He walks up to the front door, putting his key in and turning the lock. You spin in a circle to look around the large entrance when you get inside, it was quite cozy inside. He walked around and turned some lamps on, which you were glad for because you hated having the ceiling lights on. He leads you to the stairs after grabbing your hand, helping you up and in front of what you assumed to be his bedroom door.

You stood still and he moved around so he was behind you, his head slowly lowering until he was gently kissing your neck. “You wanna go in?” He asks, and you tilt your head back, you could barely even listen to him right now. He pushes you a little to the door and reaches around, pulling the handle down and walking the both of you in.

You noticed his bed first, it had fresh cream bedsheets on his bed and it was perfectly made. There was barely even any mess in this room, but it was full of stuff. He had lamps on the wall next to the bed, and little trinkets on his bedside table. Jimin didn’t even give you time to fully inspect his room before he was in front of you, his hand coming up to rest on your cheek. “You want this, baby?” He teases you and you move closer to him, speaking no words and instead just kissing his soft and moisturised lips. 

He walks you backwards, sitting down on the bed and pulling you onto his lap. You take in the soft feel of his lips as he delicately kisses yours, your hands float up to his dark, tangling in the dyed black locks and tugging slightly. Jimin groans against your lips and grabs your hips quite hard, his hips press up against yours and you feel the bulge starting to appear in his jeans. He moves your hips back and forth as he seeks relief, finding it harder to focus on the kiss.

Jimin pulls back, his head falls forward as you press your hips down harder onto his. “Fuck…” He lets out, and then he stands up. He holds you up against him and quickly turns around, dropping you down onto the bed carefully and then he starts to caress your exposed thighs from your dress. “I want to taste you…”

“Do it then.” And he wastes no time, he pushes your dress up and over your hips, letting it ride up to the middle of your stomach. He leans down, pressing kisses on your stomach and you can feel yourself get wetter the more he chooses to tease you slowly. His fingers slowly tease the edges of your underwear as he keeps his kisses on your stomach, making you frustrated and feel like you just want to shove his head down and get it started. He spends a few more seconds kissing you before he notices your frustration and lets out a laugh at you, but at least he finally begins to pull down your underwear.

Once he gets them off, he kneels on the ground next to the bed and throws the underwear on the floor, he just wanted them gone. He lifts your legs up and over his shoulders, going back to his annoying teasing by kissing the inside of your thighs. Close, but not close enough to have any satisfaction from it. Jimin lets out a little laugh as you grab his hair, trying to pull him to where you needed him to be. “Sorry…” He says but he holds no remorse in his voice.

Jimin finally begins by licking up your pussy slowly, you shudder when his tongue flicks over your clit as he makes his way up. He holds your hips as you try to push them up, desperate to get as close to his tongue as possible. His tongue teases around your clit, just staying that little bit too far away from it like he was taunting you. He keeps doing it, for what felt like half an hour in your head but was probably only one minute in reality, and then he finally lets the whole of his tongue touch your clit. 

You gasp as he switches up and takes your clit between full lips, sucking lightly and making you go crazy. “Jimin…” You moan out, trying to push your hips up again as he lets out a little ‘mhm’ against your clit. He starts to suck hard and you knew you weren’t going to last long with his skills, so you accept it. You push his head closer, reeling in the feeling of his face pressing harder between your legs.

He pulls his face back a little, enough to flick the tip of his tongue on your clit repeatedly. You accept your fate as your legs start to shake around him, you are going to cum fast. It didn’t even matter to you, you could barely form a thought in your head as the pleasure overtook you. You can’t even catch your breath as you finish on his tongue, your hands gripping his hair hard and keeping him in place as you grind yourself against his tongue. Jimin just lets you ride it out and do what you want.

You finally let go of his hair and he comes up a little, resting his head on your stomach as you race to catch your breath. When you finally calmed down a little, he moved up until his face was in front of yours and he was hovering over you on top of the bed. “You good?” He asks and all you can do is nod. He gives you a kiss on the cheek and then stands up, “Go in the middle of the bed for me.”

You comply and move to the middle of his, you’re guessing, king size bed. Your head sinks into the soft and clean smelling pillows as you watch him walk to the bedside table, he shuffles about in the drawer and you close your eyes. You open them again when you feel him over you, he’s looking at you with curiosity in his eyes. “I’m okay, what did you get?”

Jimin leans on one arm and holds his hand up in view of his eyes, a condom and a wand vibrator. “You just have that ready?”

“I’m no virgin.” He chuckles and shakes his head at your words, putting the items down next to him and using his now free hand to push your dress up further. He pushes it up until it's bunched up and above your chest, his cheeky smile appearing when he sees that you chose not to wear a bra tonight. “I knew it, dirty girl.” He moves his head, taking your nipple into his mouth and sucking very softly.

You suck your bottom lip into your teeth, letting him do his thing. You watch as his hand wanders, searching for the condom, you end up just grabbing it for him. He moves away from your breasts and playfully smiles, taking the condom from your open and waiting hand. “Gotta take your clothes off now.” You order him and Jimin raises his eyebrows at you.

“Yes ma’am.” He snickers, reaching for the belt on his jeans. You watch as he pulls it off, and then pushes his jeans and boxers down his legs at the same time. You can’t help but stare. “You like it?” He tries to mess with you, but you agree with a nod and reach your hands out. Down his hips, down his v-line, and down to his hard dick. You wrap your hand around it and he grabs your wrist, stopping you. “No, I’m gonna last with you.” He pulls your hand off of him and then his shirt off of his body.

You watch as he unwraps the condom, finds the right way round and slowly rolls it on. He comes back on top of you, keeping himself up with his elbows. “You ready?” He checks and you say ‘mhm’, giving him to word to do it. He grabs hold of his dick, lining it up and slowly pushing the tip in. Your lips purse in an ‘o’ as he slowly pushes himself in, stroking your hair to soothe you. “Tell me if it hurts.”

“And if I like that.”

“Then moan for me.” He pushes in until his hips are pressed against you, giving himself a moment to bask in the warmth and comfort of being inside you. “Feel so good..” His head falls forward, hair in his face as he slowly starts to move his hips back and forth. You grip onto his shoulders, your head falling back into the pillow as you whine. “That’s it, let me hear you.” He encourages you to keep going.

Jimin starts to push his hips hard into you, moaning a little louder and he starts to lose himself in it. His noises were pushing your pleasure further, you love when a guy actually isn’t scared to be vocal in bed, it made the experience just that much better. 

It feels like he was starting to fuck you dumb, you couldn’t form a thought and you wouldn’t even be able to get a single word out. You moan louder as he starts to suck on your neck, you didn’t even care that there’d be visible marks in the morning. You wanted evidence you had been with this man forever and more. 

The pleasure felt like it went on forever, as his hips drove back and forth. You dug your nails into his back, moaning out his name which made him just go that much harder. This was probably the greatest sex you had ever had in your life, hopefully it wasn’t just a one time thing because you don’t think any other dick could add up to this. 

You started to hear a buzz and opened your eyes quickly, seeing Jimin press his vibrator to your clit. You were done in seconds, trying to close your legs around him and shaking like crazy. “Jimin, oh!” You shout it, blind in pleasure. Jimin only lifted the vibrator away when your hands came up, trying to push him away once it got too much after you had already come.

“Not…long…” He got out, gritting his teeth as he fucked into you. His hips started to stutter and you knew it was time, you watched as his face contorted in pure ecstasy. It lasted about 15 seconds, his hips twitching forward as he moaned in your ear and finished in you (in the condom). He collapsed on top of you when it was over, heavy breathing as he tried to calm himself. “Best sex.” He laughs, vibrating it through you.

“I should…get dressed.”

“No, stay. And maybe you can get my number in the morning?” And so of course, you stayed.

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Captured Through His Eyes - Part 2 | Jeon Jungkook

Part 1 Summary: You start your photography session with Jungkook but somehow its easier and harder than you thought it would be at the same time. Word Count: 3.5k Warnings: Very fluff and cute...for now Masterlist Prompts for requests

The moment the words come out of your mouth, your heart rate speeds up and it feels like the whole cafe pauses around you. The coffee machine at the counter hums loudly in your ears, you can hear the rustling of the coffee cups, the way customers gossip and gasp at each other when they hear something juicy. Your heart feels like it could jump out of your chest as the warmth of Jungkook’s hand on yours falls away, it was like you could still feel his hand on yours for a few seconds.

“Okay,” His voice was grounded and natural, like he had already done this a thousand times. He probably had. Did he even know how much he had pushed you out of your comfort zone right now? “We’ll keep it easy today.”

He steps back to give you some space and digs into his bag, pulling out his camera. You weren’t sure which one it was, you had no clue about this kind of thing. The way he handles it, it must be expensive and very treasured by him, he handled it so gently like it could break from one wrong move of his fingers. It was black and looked a little used, there were a few scruff marks on the edges of it telling you he had many stories to tell about all the pictures he had taken with it in the past. He adjusts the strap around his neck and then seems to be messing around with the settings on his camera, his brow furrowed and his tongue peeking out a little at the side as he concentrates. 

You watched him quietly, he looked like he was in his element. He was quiet and absorbed in his work compared to all his teasing of you earlier. He was serious now.

He lifts his head and notices how tense you are. “Just do what you always do, okay?” He says gently, lifting up the camera but not high enough to take pictures of anything yet. “I’m not looking for some model poses, I’m just looking for you to be who you are and that’s perfect.”

You stand up straighter at the comment and decide it’s time to get to work. You turn before you can overthink it and grab a spray bottle and a cloth. You get out from behind the counter and tighten your apron, muscle memory kicking in as you head to an empty table near you. You spray the surface and wipe it with your cloth in circles, even straightening up one of the chairs. You’re way too aware of his presence behind you, the sound of him scuffling about as he tries to get the perfect angle and then the camera clicks. 

The sound is softer than you thought it would be but you still flinch a bit, your shoulders going up and tightening a bit but Jungkook doesn’t stop you. He just lets you do what you naturally do. 

A click again sounds again.

Your movements begin to get smoother, your routine taking over as you go on. You forget the way your hands are moving, or how straight your posture is. You hum quietly without realising it, barely audible from the music playing and the bustle of the coffee shop. When you pause after finishing cleaning the table, just to check and make sure it’s done right, Jungkook speaks once again.

“You always do that.” He says softly.

You glance back, a little startled as you didn’t expect him to say anything. “I always do what?”

“You always pause,” He puts the camera down just enough for you to see his eyes and his nose. “Like you’re checking everything is absolutely perfect before you move onto something else.” 

You feel your face get warmer as he explains what he meant to you. “I didn’t think anyone would ever notice that.”

He smiles, his face looking almost amused. “This is why I like doing it candidly. People do something they don’t even realise they always do and it makes for a perfect shot.” Something about the way he talks about you makes your chest ache in a good way.

You move throughout the cafe more confidently now - wiping counters, refilling the napkin holders, and making sure the pastry case was perfect to every customer's eyes when they came up to the counter. The slight sunshine of the morning filters through the windows, a little diffused by the grey clouds ahead of it, casting everything in the cafe in a soft glow. At one point, you hear Jiwon lowly say something ridiculous from behind the counter and you laugh before you can stop it from coming out, your head tilting back slightly.

Click. 

Jungkook's breath catches as he watches you. “That,” He says with some excitement slipping through his serious work demeanor. “That laugh - keep doing stuff like that and don’t change it for anything.”

You looked down a bit embarrassed, but slightly pleased he was happy with what you were doing, your heart was racing faster than it would if that compliment came from anyone else's mouth. He finally lowers the camera from covering his face and checks the screen, his face looks satisfied and his lips curve up in a smile as he flicks through the photos of you. 

“Do you want to see?” He asks. You hesitate, a bit of fear creeping in that the photos would be hideous. Seeing yourself through someone else's eyes felt like it would be dangerous and vulnerable. But you let your curiosity win for this time.

You step closer, peering over at the camera. And for a moment, your body seems to forget how to breathe. 

The person on screen of course looks like you, but so at ease and softer. Not posed at all, or all stiff from nervousness. Just…there, being you and focused on what you were doing. You looked kind and…real. Your smile wasn’t forced, and your eyes looked warm like you belong in this space and you were comfortable in it. It’s a version of yourself that you had never gotten to see before doing this.

“Oh.” You whisper, as you look through the photos as Jungkook’s thumb scrolls for you.

Jungkook watches your reaction closely instead of following what you were doing and looking at the photos with you. “I told you, it’s never as bad as you think it will be.

“I don’t look awkward at all?” You say quietly, disbelief evident in your voice as you speak.

“That’s because you’re not, you’re just doing what’s normal to you.” He replies without any hesitation.

Before you can say anything back, the bell chimes from above the door and you watch as a customer walks into the place, rain clinging to their thick puffer jacket. Reality seems to come back to you like you had been hit by a truck. Jungkook steps back from your close presence almost immediately, shifting himself to total professionalism, but his gaze lingers on you for a beat longer.

“We can do the rest later on,” He says quietly. “Get back to your job, no pressure.”

You nod at him, warmth blooming through your chest. “I’d like that, Jungkook.”

As you return to behind the cafe counter, Jiwon catches your eye with a big smug smile on her face. But this time you don’t roll your eyes at her, because deep down you know she’s completely right about you.

Something has started, new feelings. You have a feeling the way you feel right now will change everything for you. 

You settle back into your usual routine behind the counter, but everything feels different now, like the cafe had shifted a few degrees off of its axis. The motions you’ve done a thousand times over - grinding coffee beans, calling out orders, fixing the pastries - feels more deliberate, like you’re suddenly aware of all the space you’re occupying. Jungkook moves to one of the side tables close to you with his laptop, giving you the distance he promised, but it’s like you can still feel his presence right next to you. Not in a heavy, and distracting way - more like a comforting presence, calm and reassuring, the way you notice the sun through the window but not actually looking directly at it. 

Every now and then, your eyes quickly flick to Jungkook. He’s reviewing the photos on his camera, resting his hand on his chin with his elbows balancing him on the table, his brows knit together in concentration. He looked peaceful and in his element, grounded. It’s strange how natural it already felt to have him here after just one day, woven into the busy routines of your work day. When he catches you glancing at him, he doesn’t look away. He gives you a sweet smile - small, private and just for the two of you - and then goes back to the screen, like it’s a shared secret between the two of you that doesn’t need any words. 

The morning rush of the cafe creeps in gradually as the time goes by. A few regulars come in, nodding at you in familiar recognition, unaware that something so significant to you had happened. Jiwon handles some orders beside you, but you can feel her barely contained excitement buzzing like a bee. She keeps stealing looks between you and Jungkook, biting her lips so she doesn’t say something that she absolutely should never say in front of your customers. You know she’s waiting for a moment alone with you to interrogate you about what had happened in front of her. 

Between orders, your thoughts drift back to the photos Jungkook took of you. The way he saw you - not just as someone awkward and frankly unremarkable, but he saw you as someone worth noticing in the sea of people. The feeling lingers in your chest, like it was loosening a tight feeling you hadn’t realised you’d had for years. You catch your reflection in the polished steel of the coffee machine and you are forced to pause. For once, you don’t immediately notice all the bad things and anything you want to fix. You just see…yourself.

Mid-way through the morning, when the rush finally starts to get slower, Jungkook stands and rolls his shoulders to stretch like he had been sitting for too long. He approaches the counter slowly, careful not to interrupt if any paying customers wanted to come up. You feel your heart start to race again.

“I don’t want to get you in any trouble with your boss but…” He says, resting his arms on the counter, keeping his voice fairly low. “When you’re on break, I’d love to take a few more photos of you. Maybe outside of here, if you’re alright with that. The light’s nice today, even with the gloomy sky and clouds.”

The idea makes your nerves go off like a nuclear bomb, but not in fear and more like anticipation just knowing you’ll be so close to him again. You glance at the clock that was on the wall, your break started in fifteen minutes. “I have a short break…” You say awkwardly. “But we could still try?” You offer up to him.

His smile goes wide, genuinely pleased with your answer and excited. “That’s perfect.”

Your break finally comes soon after and you shrug on your jacket, hands trembling a little as you walk outside into the cold air with Jungkook. The air nips at your fingertips, and there was fresh rain on the pavements from ten minutes ago. The street is quite quiet now, different from the rush hour you just witnessed it have from inside. Jungkook moves himself a few steps away from you, his camera was already in hand but he doesn’t raise it to his eye straight away.

“Hey,” He says, capturing your attention immediately. “If you need to stop at any point, make sure to let me know. We’ll stop, no questions asked.”

You nod, appreciating his reassurance more than words can speak. “Okay, thank you.”

When the camera clicks this time, you don’t flinch anymore. You just tuck your hands into your jacket pockets and rock back a little onto your heels, staring up at the grey sky above you like you always usually do when you are outside. Jungkook captures it all through his lens, the quiet moments of you appreciating the world and the way you just exist when you’re not trying too hard for anyone. 

Standing under the dimly lit sky, you realise something important. This wasn’t just about photographs for you anyone, it was helping you be comfortable in your own body. Helping you realise you didn’t need to put on a front for anyone, you could just be yourself and people should appreciate that. Jungkook made you feel special.

Jungkook lowers the camera from in front of his face after a few more soft clicks, as if he didn’t want to abrupt the moment so suddenly. The street feels like it had stopped in time, the sounds were muted in your ears - the distant busy traffic, the faint drip of the water dripping down from the buildings after the rain earlier, the soft rustles of the leaves on the trees next to you as the wind caressed them with a breeze that carried a damp smell. You’re all too aware of his presence, even with the little bit of distance he had kept from you. You’re close enough that you can see his breath fog up the air as he exhales, close enough that his warmth could almost be felt on your chilly skin. 

“You look like you belong, doing this.” He says after a moment of silence, his tone low and thoughtful, almost like he was telling himself at the same time he was telling you. He looks down at his camera with a little smile, scrolling through the photos he took of you. “Like you were always supposed to be doing this kind of thing.”

The words settle over you like an ocean with crashing waves, it hits you hard. The words reach places in you that you didn’t even know existed and seemed to heal them. You let out a small and nervous laugh, shifting your weight between the both of your feet. “I didn’t think it would ever seem like that.” You admit, surprising yourself with how honest and raw you were being with him. “I’m always thinking about how I look, or if I’m doing something right.”

Jungkook hums quietly and nods as he listens closely to you, like he understands completely what you meant by that. He moves to stand a little closer, not trying to invade your space but you think just to make you more comfortable with him but at the same time it felt kind of like he wanted to get closer to you. “Most people feel like that actually.” He starts. “That’s part of the reason I wanted to do candid photos of people doing everyday things like their jobs instead of the fake stuff with models. There’s something really interesting and beautiful about how people act when they’re just being themselves and not trying to put on a show for anyone.”

The silence between the two of you was anything but awkward, just comfortable and not rushed at all. Jungkook doesn’t seem in a hurry to fill it, and neither are you. You stood together on the rain soaked pavement, the world continued around the both of you but you didn’t feel in sync with it anymore as your mind wondered. Your fingers curl into your jacket sleeves to seek some bit of warmth, helping you ground yourself as you properly take his words in. Being seen like this by him or by anyone really, without any expectations or judgement, felt completely unfamiliar to you and it was something you were now scared to lose if you made one wrong move.

“I think I just forget that sometimes…” You tell him, your voice softer and quieter than you expected it to be. “That just being myself should be enough. It always feels like I should be more than what I am, I guess. I always feel like I should be trying harder and doing more than I am.” You laugh at yourself breathily, now that you say it out loud it feels a little ridiculous. “It’s just…exhausting and too much.”

Jungkook nods slowly, his face looking more understanding than ever. He doesn’t interrupt you while you speak or try to rush your words out, he just listens so closely to you that you feel important enough that what you’re saying actually matters to him. “Yeah,” He says after a brief pause. He looks down at his hands and you watch as his thumb strokes his camera, you wish it was your hand he was caressing so carefully like that. “No, I get that. A lot of people out there feel like they have to earn their place in this world, earn their right to exist. But the moments that really hit and stay with you are the ones that some people don’t even realise are special until…sometimes even years after when they think back on it.”

You watch him as he speaks, his voice gentle like he was extra careful with his words around you. There’s something so comforting about it, something that makes you feel like you can open up to him even though you barely knew him. “I never thought there’d be anyone that would look at me like that in my life.” You say to him, your eyes drifting up to the dreary grey clouds. “Not me doing anything special. Just me…existing and doing what I always do.”

Jungkook steps one little step further to you, still keeping respect of your personal space but close enough that he feels like a friendly and comforting presence close to you. “That’s the point of this. You don’t have to pretend with me, I don’t want any of that.” His eyes look straight into yours. “I just want what’s real from you.”

Your heart felt like it did a backflip in your chest, the kind that makes your chest feel tight and somehow like you were breathing better at the same time. You nod, not trusting your next words to come out for a bit, because if you speak too quickly without thinking about it you might say something bad and ruin it all. Instead, you just let the moment be. You breathe in the fresh air and relax.

But then, time catches up to you as you glance back into the glass windows of the cafe. All the hustle and bustle inside reminds you that this moment can’t last forever, you actually have a job to do unfortunately. “I hate to say it, but my breaks almost over and I should get back in.” You remind him, almost wanting to grit your teeth in anger at your job for ruining this amazing moment between the two of you.

Jungkook let out a little exhale through his nose, a small smile playing on his lips and his face looked like he was expecting it. “I figured you would say that soon.” He pauses his words for a second, and then speaks. “Thank you, for trusting me with…this.”

You shake your head and have to stop yourself from reaching out to pat on his shoulder, too soon for that stuff. “It was scary at times I admit, but then it became a good scary. The kind that makes you feel like you’re actually doing the right thing this time.”

“That’s my favourite kind of scary.” His smile gets wider, the skin of his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I’ll text you later?”

You nod and then depart from him, watching as he gets further and further away from the cafe. As you return back to the counter, Ji-won has a shit eating grin on her face like she just watched a k-drama play out in front of her. You try to ignore her, but the smile on your face that you just can’t shake shows to everyone how you felt about Jungkook.

The rest of your shift passes painfully slowly without him, but you also move through your routine with a newfound confidence you didn’t know was possible for you. Your shoulders weren’t tense and you weren’t subconsciously gritting your teeth, only realising you were doing it when your jaw started to ache. 

But as the day goes on you start to realise something, you wanted Jungkook to be in your life. You didn’t want that to be a one-time thing but you didn’t want it to be the only thing you did together. Even if he only wanted to be friends with you, you wanted to be around him anyway. He felt like he was going to be a safe space for you from now on.

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Captured Through His Eyes | Jeon Jungkook - Part 1

Summary: Working at the coffee shop has always felt mundane and boring, until you meet the photographer your friend had gushed over and met the day before. Word Count: 4.2k Warnings; fluff fluff and more fluff Masterlist Prompts for requests

PART 2

“You have to meet him, he’s insane. He’s a photographer and he’s soooooo handsome! He’s got like that hot emo vibe about him with piercings and tattoos and just ugh- I could go on all day.” Your friend, Jiwon, gushes as she talks about the new guy who had come into the coffee shop you both work at on your day off. You roll your eyes and continue cleaning up the counters, there’s no way a guy out there could be this perfect.

You set your cleaning rag down on the counter and turn to your friend with an unimpressed face. “Are you stalking him? You’re telling me you found out his job and everything while he ordered a coffee? You are so bothering our customers.” Jiwon pouts at your words and you laugh at her, she had a new crush on someone in the shop practically every week by now anyway.

The next few hours go by very slowly, with a lot of coffee and matcha orders. You were getting tired of making matcha now, you hated when trends involved a coffee shop. You sigh as you wipe down the espresso machine, just so ready for the day to end when you see Jiwon tense up in the corner of your eyes.

She comes over to, a little too roughly, hit your shoulder and force you to turn around. “He’s back…emo photographer is in the building.” You look at where her finger was pointing and see the back of a guy hanging up someone on the wooden board on the wall. From what you could see, he had broad shoulders and nice hair.

You watched almost in awe as he finally turned around, what a perfect face. He had piercings on his face and black hair, with a big bunny smile as he walked up to the counter. “He’s perfect for you…go.” Jiwon pushes you towards the register and you freeze as he walks up. 

“Hi, it’s alright that I put that poster up right? I’m just looking for some models for my photography.” He beamed at you and you smiled back, mouth unable to say anything which made it so embarrassing. “Oh…are you okay?” You finally snap back into reality.

“Yes sorry, it’s totally fine, the board is for the community. Will you be ordering something today?” You jump into customer service mode, ready to help out the most handsome man to have ever graced your life in all your years of living.

He smiles as he realises you’re actually okay and nods. “Yeah, thanks. I’ll have an iced americano, please.” His voice is like honey, it’s soft like he wanted to sound polite and put together. You appreciated that, you usually seem to deal with people who act like you’re meant to be this perfect person who makes no mistakes and it frustrates you. Some customers just don’t see you as a real person.

You input the order into the system and then look at him. “And what’s the name for that order?” You say as you turn the card machine to him and he pays with his phone.

“Jungkook.”

“No problem, we’ll get that made for you right now….Jungkook.” You repeat his name in your head over and over as you turn around to make his drink, partly to make sure you never forget it and partly because it sounded just right coming from your mouth for some reason, like it was meant to be. You reach for a cup and do your best to neatly write his name, you put more effort into writing his name than you do other customers. Maybe one day you’ll even dare to draw a little heart next to it.

Behind you, you can feel his presence lingering as you, close but not too close. You start preparing his drink as Jungkook prepares to make small talk with you.

“Are you here most days?” He asks and you stop for a moment while you wait for his coffee to finish brewing, you didn’t expect him to actually want to engage in conversation with you.

You turn your head towards him and nod. “Yeah, most days. But I’ve never seen you here before? Or am I mistaken?”

Jungkook chuckles softly and shakes his head. “You’re not wrong. I moved here a few weeks ago, but I always loved the scenery here when I would visit. It was an easy choice. I’ve been trying to find a place to come and get a drink and be comfortable. I've only been here once so far but this is definitely a strong contender.” You listen attentively as he speaks, overjoyed that it sounds like he would be coming back here regularly.

“It’s mostly quiet but gets busy in the morning and after people finish work, needing coffee to get by y’know. I don’t know if you prefer some silence or the hustle and bustle, but we have both here for you.” You try to entice him to keep coming here and it seems to work but the interested look on his face. 

“That sounds good. I like either, I just want to photograph anyone. That’s why I’m putting up these posters, I don’t just want models that are trained to be in front of a camera…I want real everyday people who are just living their lives.” You nod along as you finish making his iced americano, placing the lid carefully on top and finishing it off with a straw. “You should look into it if you want, I think it’d be fun to work with you. I do pay, just not a lot…struggling artist I guess.”

You hand over his drink and swallow heavily, maybe you were too everyday for him. Boring, maybe. “I’ll think about it…I’ve never thought of doing anything like that before.”

“I’ll be expecting your call.” Jungkook takes his drink and winks at you before going to an empty table on the far end of the coffee shop, away from you and your blushing face.

You feel Jiwon come up behind you after, hands on your shoulders as she excitedly shakes your shoulders. “I’ll be expecting your call!” She repeats in a loud voice, loud enough that some customers look over at the two of you and you have to shush her. “Sorry..but oh my god, he’s so into you.” You look over at the boy who was sitting with his laptop in front of him and the drink you had made in his hand and you shake your head, no way.

You push your elbow lightly into her ribs and Jiwon, of course overreacts with a loud yelp. “He was just being nice! He just wants people to photograph, anyone really. But I don’t think I’ll do it, I’m not all that confident in front of a camera.” You keep your head down as you start to clean up your work station, it was nearing closing time now. “He’ll find others, he’ll be fine without me.” Jiwon stops you in your tracks as you clean up the coffee spills and looks at you like you were the stupidest person in the world to her right now.

“Are you an idiot? That man just personally asked you to model for him and you’re going to say no?! You’ll never get anywhere in life if you don’t seize opportunities like this.” She whines, hoping to convince you.

You let out a low sigh, your shoulders slumping as you thought more about it. “It’s just more complicated than that, Ji.” You mumble, “I don’t like people taking my pictures, and I don’t know how to pose. Especially in front of a man who…well, looks like that. I’d be too embarrassed!”

Jiwon scoffs and takes your hand. “Thats what he wants! Someone who doesn’t know what they’re doing, who will act like a real person. You heard him, he wants an everyday person, not a model. Not someone who knows how to smolder and pose for the camera.” She explains and it finally clicks in your head, maybe you really were what he was looking for.

You head over to flip the ‘CLOSED’ sign on the door as you see one of the last people leave the cafe. You let out a sigh of relief as it was finally about to be time to go home, you started to wipe the tables and chairs down quicker than ever. You had a lot to think about tonight.

“Hey.” You hear from behind you and turn your head to see Jungkook, standing with a little tote bag hanging off his shoulder with his laptop inside and his drink, almost finished, in his left hand. “I feel like I might have put some pressure on you about working with me…it’s not something you have to do just know that people usually end up having a lot more fun with me than they thought they would before they started it. It’s not as daunting as it seems, I promise.”

You stand up straight and put your hands on your hips. “No no, you’re not putting the pressure on me. I was actually going to think about it tonight, I just never done anything like this. But I know you want some normal people so I’m going to seriously think about it tonight.” Jungkook smiles at your answer and fixes the strap falling down his shoulder.

“I’m glad, I’d love to have you on board. I’ll be back tomorrow and hopefully you’ll have your answer, but if you need some more time just let me know. My number is on this piece of paper.” He fishes a little crumpled up piece of paper in his bag with a number scribbled in pen on it. “It’s, uh, my personal number. I have my business number on those posters but I thought, maybe if you wanted to, you could text me even if you don’t want to be photographed.”

Jungkook watched as you swiftly pulled out your phone and added his number to your contacts, sending a quick ‘hi’ to him. He pulled out his phone and looked at the text with a big cheesy smile on his face. “I’ll be expecting your text tonight now.” You use his own words against him and he lets out a hearty chuckle.

“I’d never pass that chance up.”

He gives you a small wave before heading out of the door, the bell above the door chiming softly as he leaves. You stand there and stare for a moment at your phone, reading the text over. He really wanted to text you personally, not just for work. Your heart fluttered at the thought of him, you already had a crush.

Jiwon comes up to you with an award winning smile, like she planned this from the start. “I told you he liked you! You got his number, dude!” You groan and shove her shoulder, but you can’t stop the infectious smile that was spreading onto your face.

“Shut up.” You mutter, barely focused on her as you keep looking at your phone. You open his contact - Jungkook - stares back at you. You really hoped he would text tonight, or else all your dreams would be crushed.

Your shift is finally over after the two of you finish cleaning up twenty minutes later, the quiet of the street at this time was such a change from the music that would play throughout the cafe from opening to closing. There was a romantic feel in the air tonight as you walked home, it was probably just because of what happened to you earlier but the streetlights seemed to twinkle that much brighter and the quiet had you slipping into your imagination as you walked home.

You imagined what Jungkook would be like to date, as your boyfriend he’d probably love taking candid pictures of you with a polaroid or something. And he keeps it in a special place, a place he knows he won’t lose them and when he’s away from you, he looks back at the photos and can’t hide the smile on his face as he looks at you in his pictures of you. Well, you imagined he would be like that anyway. You just met the man.

Inside your home, you kick your shoes off at the floor and head to bed. You were barely in the mood for dinner, you just wanted some doomscrolling time after a long day of working. You unlock your phone and are about to click on Instagram when you see your contacts at the bottom of the screen. You click on Jungkook’s contact and immediately sit up, should you text first?

Just as you debated coming up with and sending a text to him, a notification appeared on your screen.

Jungkook: Hey, I hope you got home safe. I know it’s not been long but I wanted to text you asap to be honest. Not just about taking pictures but about getting to know you more

You fall onto your stomach on the bed and kick your feet as you read the message, letting out a giddy shout as you reread it for the fourth time. Your chest and cheeks feel warm and your hands were shaking a little with nerves at the realisation that you were talking to him in private now for the first time, even if it was over text.

You take a deep breath in and out, trying to calm the fluttering feeling in your tummy before you even start to reply. Your fingers hover above the keyboard on your phone as you think about what to say, every word you say to him from now on was going to impact your relationship and it was hitting you like a ton of bricks. You didn’t want to make it obvious that you were totally into him but you also didn’t want to seem too…nonchalant. You take your time to think for a bit, and then you reply back.

You: Thanks for checking up on me, I did get home safe. I want to get to know you more too.

His reply was quick, you could barely spot the speech bubbles popping up as he replied back. You didn’t want to think too vulgar already, but his fingers clearly had some speed to them…

Jungkook: Really? Jungkook: I was hoping you’d say something like that, I was pretty nervous about saying something so forward but your friend seemed very um…supportive of us talking

You let out a little laugh at that but you also feel embarrassed, she was always so obvious with how she felt about everything that happened.

You: She just has no filter, I’m sorry about that. But I was nervous too, I wanted to say something but I never wanted to make you feel uncomfortable

Jungkook: What did you want to say?

You turn onto your back as you try to think of an appropriate reply. I thought you were stunning and wanted to jump your bones? Way too forward.

You: That i’m You: Well You: Interested in you I guess.

You: But not I guess

You watched nervously as the delivered text turned to seen and he started to type back, it took him a little longer than usual which started this small pit in your stomach that seemed to grow as the seconds ticked by.

Jungkook: I’m so glad you said that. I kinda wanted to be the one to say it first, but I’m glad we got it out of the way so soon. No point in tiptoeing around it

Jungkook: Anyway if we’re going this non friendship way, I am afraid you will have to be the subject of my photographs. I just couldn’t resist taking a picture of your face and frame

The rest of the night was spent with you texting Jungkook until 2am, asking things about where he used to live before and what got him into photography, even what his family dynamic was like. It was comfortable and the conversation flowed so right, you weren’t worried about it being awkward with him next time you saw him. You had to hang up the towel and tell him eventually it was time to go to work, you were to be there for 7:30am to open up and couldn’t be late. He reminded you he’d be there at 9am sharp, at least you had something to look forward to.

You woke up to your alarm at 6am, dreading the day but also kind of looking forward to it. Today was the day you were going to give your answer about working with Jungkook. You lay there for a moment as your alarm goes off on the bedside table next to you, staring at the plain white ceiling above you as you recall your conversations that lasted for hours upon hours last night. You turn to quickly turn off your alarm as it starts to annoy you now, it laid there dark and quiet now but your mind imagined it lighting up with a notification from Jungkook. The thought alone is enough to make you get out from under your covers and start to get ready for the day, you were going to see him soon. 

The air in the morning is crisp and cold as you make your way to the cafe, the sky was cloudy and grey, preparing for a depressing day of rain. There was something peaceful about walking to work this early in the morning, only a few scattered people were out with you right now. Some were going to work and some were just returning from a night out with their friends.

When you get to the cafe, the familiar scent of coffee beans and the cleaning products you had used last night at closing hits your nose as you flip on the lights to the place. You start your morning routine by yourself. Turning on the espresso machine, preparing the register, and setting up the different sized cups on the side. As you do all of this, you find your thoughts start to turn into thoughts of Jungkook, the way he had acted confident but admitted to you later that night that he was nervous to admit he liked you.

When Jiwon arrives, you’re already almost finished getting the pastries ready in their cases, she takes one look at you and does her usual dramatics, gasping loudly. “You guys texted, didn’t you?” You try to avoid looking at her, but she clearly already knew what was going on. She lets out a happy squeal and grabs your arm softly. “I knew you would, you’re just meant to be. I swear.” 

As the time on the clock on the wooden wall got closer to 9am, you started jumping every time you heard the bell above the door make a sound. Even if it was just someone leaving, you had to check who it was. You try to tell yourself to focus, to just breathe and get on with your day, it’s no big deal, but today was different than any day. A new person was potentially going to enter your life today and possibly even completely change it.

Five minutes until 9 now, everything you could hear sounded like it had been significantly turned up now. The hum of the espresso machine behind you, the cups clinking together as Jiwon grabbed one for a customer, even the sound of footsteps coming close to the counter made your heart beat a little faster. 

You pictured Jungkook walking through the door right now, a tote bag hanging on his shoulder, looking heavy with all his stuff inside it, a little smile on his lips as he walked up to where you were waiting. How would he approach you? Would it be awkward after a whole night of texting and then seeing each other in real life once again or would it be easy? Your stomach felt heavy with the anticipation of what was to come.

It hit one minute past nine o’clock and your stomach started to drop every time you heard that little bell chime on top of the door. A few customers come in and out before you finally see him walk in.

Jungkook walked in so casually to the place, tote bag on his shoulder like you expected and his right hand was in his black bomber jacket pocket. His black hair was covering his eyes slightly as he scanned the cafe, you think he’s looking for you. When he spots you behind the counter and oh so obviously waiting for him, a slow smile takes up the lower half of his face. Your breath catches and your knees start to feel like jelly as he approaches you.

“Morning.” He says first, his voice calm and comforting, his honey brown eyes looked your face up and down while the smile kept up on his face.

“Morning.” You reply back, your voice going a little higher and betraying you by showing that you were actually nervous once again. You force yourself to put a smile on your face, you straighten your posture and give your customer service smile like it was just another person coming into the cafe to order something. Maybe this was making it awkward actually.

Jungkook leans slightly forward on the counter with his elbows perched on top of it. You notice how the fluorescent lights in the cafe catch the shadows on his face and yet under these bright white lights, he still looked as handsome as ever. The scent of his cologne hit your nose - it smelled manly - you weren’t usually one for cologne, but you could smell this one until the end of time. “You look…actually awake after last night.” He gives you a teasing grin with his words, and a small laugh comes out of your mouth, feeling the tension going through the whole of your body ease a bit at every word he spoke. 

“Yeah, the coffee I get to have in the mornings really helps.” You explain, hands fumbling as you fidget with one of the paper cups that was sitting near to you on the counter. He doesn’t seem to notice though, and if he does, he doesn’t let it show. But maybe he was enjoying what he was doing to you actually, as you start to notice that his smile had been slowly growing as he watched you try to act normal.

Jungkook leaned back a little, the sleeves of the black bomber jacket he had chosen to wear this morning bunching up a bit at his wrists as he moved. He tilts his head casually as he examines you, but it makes your stomach twist in knots. “I meant what I said,” He says, his voice nice and soft for you. “I want to photograph you. But I don’t want to force you, I’d prefer you choose on your own what you want.”

You swallow hard and fast, trying to settle the nerves threatening to take over. The way he said it, like he really cared about your feelings about it all was so sweet. “I…yeah. Let’s do this.” You manage to get out, your heartbeat felt like it was in your ears and was about to beat out of your chest at this point. You weren’t super prepared for actually being photographed by Jungkook.

His smile lights up his whole face when you say the words. “Great! It’s going to be lots of fun. Why don’t we start slow, I’ll guide you as much as I can while still keeping it natural.” He shifts his tote bag to his other shoulder, you see a flash of a camera in it as the bag moves. 

You nod, trying to seem casual, but your cheeks felt like they were on fire at this point. “Slow. That sounds good.” You tell him, laughing to cover up just how nervous you were about seeing yourself from his perspective.

He glances around, taking note of your friend watching and he lowers his voice. “Lets start with some candids, just you going around the cafe. Doing what you usually do.” He guides you and you nod as you start to feel a little sick produce in the back of your throat, for some reason it never came out when this happened anyway.

You can’t help but glance down at yourself, suddenly noticing your posture, and your hands. What did you even do with them when they weren’t thinking about it? “Gotta be natural, I guess.” You say, more to yourself than anyone else. The idea of it makes you feel a little dizzy but you had to try it now.

“Exactly, natural.” He leans a little closer and you feel his cold and minty breath on your face. “Just want you, looking how you always do. Perfect.”

He really thought how you were everyday was perfect, the affirming words actually helped you relax a little more. 

You clear your throat and shake your hands a little, settling the nerves in your body. “How do we start? I’m scared I’ll ruin it by looking awkward or unnatural-”

Jungkook interrupts you with a hand pressed lightly on top of yours, it makes you stop completely. “Hey, you won’t ruin anything. Really, just do what you usually do, cleaning tables and shit. Just whatever, don’t think too much about it.” His hard gaze meets yours and you suddenly feel a little confidence flow through your veins after his comforting words. 

“Okay, let’s do this.”

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Offline Chemistry | Nishimura Riki

Summary: Meeting a boy off of a dating app. Word Count: 3.2k Masterlist Prompts for requests

You only downloaded the app last week as a joke, now you found yourself scrolling late at night regularly. Talking to some different people for validation, except the creepy and horny ones, it felt good to get all this attention. Usually whenever you went out, your friends got all the attention. Everyone looked at your pretty friend, Wonyoung, but you wanted some of that too. Even if it was online.

Currently you were talking to, you had to scroll back to his profile to remember his name, Justin. But he was starting to bore you, he wasn’t very good at keeping the conversation going and you needed someone to excite you. It wasn’t fun to be the only one who knew what to say next. So you  scroll back to profiles, not finding much until you land on this boy, Riki. 

His first picture was him and his friends, the second was a solo shot but he was oh so enticing, he was absolutely beautiful. His description said it wasn’t fun not bringing anyone back to his home to his family and that he wanted to add an anniversary to his calendar. It was a breath of fresh air to see someone who was actually interested in a long term relationship, I mean who only wants to date someone for a short amount of time? Getting attached to someone just for them to say goodbye after a few months? No thank you.

You swiped right on his profile to see he had already liked your profile too, bingo. You never send a message first, if a man isn’t brave enough to come up with something first then what's the point in even trying? You watched as two minutes went by then a message finally pops up. 

Riki: I’m very glad you swiped right on me. But I see in your profile you don’t have too much information. I like that air of mystery, makes me wanna find out more about you.

You squeal a little and reread the message again a few times, if you made him wait any longer on read he might think he’s been ignored.

You: You sure you wanna find out? I like to save personal information for a real date, that’s why it’s pretty bare besides all my pictures.

Riki: A date? So soon? I mean I don’t mind, I just thought women liked to talk first. But if that’s what you like, I will accommodate.

You liked him already, accommodating to your dating style. No questions asked. Handsome and caring, what other green flags were there? Everyone has some red flags but you just hoped his were manageable. Then, he double texted.

Riki: This weekend? I have no plans yet but I’d like to make some with you. I know it’s already thursday but how about saturday?

You: Saturday, perfect.

Then your roommate burst into your room, a plate of some snacks in hand and already in pyjamas. “You on one of those stupid apps again, why don’t you go out with me this weekend and meet someone in real life?” Wonyoung comes over and sits on the bed next to you, offering you one of the spiral cucumbers on her plate to which you shake your head. If only it was that easy for you, but when does anyone ever come up to you authentically? Never. Apparently, you have a resting sad face so everyone thinks you look depressed out of your mind when they see you and don’t know that it’s just how your face looks all the time.

You hand her your phone and smile. “I have a date this weekend. He’s pretty, right?” You watch as she goes through the profile, carefully inspecting it and your messages to each other.

She sighs and hands the phone back to you. “You wanna meet him so soon? I mean, it may just be a red flag that he accepted that so quickly. But if you’re sure, make sure you send me your location and text me regularly. Wouldn’t want you getting kidnapped or murdered.” She puts a comforting hand on your shoulder and you pat it with yours, she only meant well but you really wanted to do this. You were lonely.

You want someone to come home to and hug you after a long day, someone to look after you when you’re sick and you’d do the same. You want someone to get you flowers just because and notice the small things you like and dislike and accommodate you. Someone who recognises you but loves those parts of you anyway because they’re truly in love with you at the end of the day.

“I promise, I'll text and I’ll even call once it’s over. You know me, I’ll be home at the end of the night.” She presses her lips together and gets up, leaving the room and shutting the door behind her. You sat with your phone in your hand, turned off, when she left. Were you doing the right thing? Meeting a random guy off of a dating app so soon? Well, it was way too late to back out now and… you almost didn’t want to.

The next day at work, you were too busy to even think of him. You worked at a small family owned restaurant that your mother had also worked in before and you’d known the owners for years, it was usually pretty quiet because of its location but near the holidays it could get busy and on weekends they had party days where the restaurant stayed open until 12AM. Today was a party night and there were 30 people in, which because of the size of the restaurant filled up the whole space.

On these days, they had a DJ hired and they did karaoke at the end of the night once everyone was already drunk and ready to have a good time. You were basically family at the restaurant so they let you have a little drink behind the bar when no one had ordered a drink and you were just sitting there bored. At the end of the night, you cleaned up, stayed a little later for a drink with the owner's wife and then got driven home. Although on busy days like this it could be hard, you really loved the little restaurant and the owners and all the children they had that helped out.

When you got home, you almost immediately collapsed onto your bed after taking your clothes off and putting on an oversized shirt and some comfy shorts for a good sleep tonight. For some reason, your brain screamed at you to check your phone and literally wouldn’t let you fall asleep because your mind was shouting at you so loud.

Your notifications were pretty boring except from the True Pairing app. The dating app you had discovered Riki on. And he had texted you a few times. You had totally forgotten to tell him you were gonna have such a busy day and wouldn’t be able to text.

Riki: Good morning, what are you up to today?

Riki: Just got off work, is everything okay?

Riki: Text me when you can, secretly hoping you’re not ghosting me. Do I look desperate? Tell the truth.

You scramble to text him back.

You: So sorry I haven’t answered! I was so busy at work today working until 12 and I barely got a break :( Hope we’re still on for tomorrow. Text me details if you have any :) [PHONE NUMBER]

You unfortunately were so tired after that that your phone dropped out of your hand and you fell asleep fast. No dreams came to you that night, which you were glad for because usually your brain came up with terrifying nightmares most nights instead of happy dreams. 

When you woke up in the morning, it was about 9AM and your hair was an absolute mess because you were so active while you slept. You checked your phone almost immediately like a normal young person does and saw a text from an unknown number.

Unknown Number: Hey, it’s Riki. Thanks for giving me your number. Don’t worry about not messaging btw, I completely understand and get it. Found this restaurant btw, made a reservation for 6PM. Sorry if that’s too forward but I thought I’d be a man and just go for it. It’s called The Ocean Room. Do you need a ride?

You carefully read his text, The Ocean Room? That place was fancy, you were definitely gonna have to wear a dress and actually shave your legs for once. But, it kinda made you feel good that he would just go ahead and book a reservation ahead of time. A man who can actually made decisions.

You got up and went for a shower, spending extra time to shave your whole body carefully. You never give out on the first date but it always made you feel better to meet someone all freshly shaved for some reason, made you feel extra prepared for it. Wonyoung helped you with your makeup, you weren’t bad at it but you definitely weren’t skilled in eyeshadow so you let her help you out with it. She did a sort of soft smokey eye, using neutral colours and just giving you a pop to your eyes.

“I am going to be checking your location constantly, you know.” Wonyoung blurts out as she does her finishing touches to your eyes. You felt safe with her knowing where you were, she would do anything to protect you really. Whenever there were creepy guys when you were out, which were the only ones who took notice of you mostly, she would always scare them and make them back off. She’s a great friend. “Make sure you have service because I’ll panic if it doesn’t update and you know I will. 

You giggle and wave your hand at her. “I know. I will be updating you when I can and my location will also be updating. I would say don’t worry about me but it makes me feel better that you do.” Wonyoung smiles and puts the eyeshadow blending brush down.

Before you started getting ready you texted Riki back quickly, telling him thanks and a ride would be great. But you also told him to pick you up around the corner from your place, just in case.

Wonyoung walked you out the door and to where you were meeting Riki, she just couldn’t let you get into his car and wait out here all alone. When his car pulled up, you recognised it from him telling you as much about his car as he could. “That’s it, Wonyoung…” She takes your hand and walks you to the passenger side of the car.

“Be careful, please.” She says and you nod before opening the car door, watching as she walks away. You peek into the car and have to stop yourself from gasping, he was even more handsome than his photos showed somehow and that’s just crazy. He had a little smile as he looked at you, he was absolutely alluring and it smelled good in his car. Like an expensive smell.

He rested his arm on the console in the middle of the car and tilted his head. “Hey, come in. Are you ready to go?” He asks and you swallow and nod. You get into his passenger side seat that was heated and amazing on a cold month like this. “You look beautiful. Was that girl your friend?”

“Yeah,” You laugh a little. “She just wanted to make sure I was safe, and also a little bit making sure I wasn’t catfished.”

“Well, I’m not disappointing, right?” He asks like his face could ever be something to not be happy about seeing. He dressed well too, like he had found his personal fashion and knew how to use it. He looked terrific. “Or, is that a bit of a weird question to start on…god, I’ve ruined it already.” He lets go of the steering wheel and runs his hand down his face, looking very disappointed in himself.

You laugh in a comforting way and shake your head. “You’re definitely not disappointing. In fact, I think you’re even better than those pictures you chose.” Niki’s tense shoulders drop instantly at your words as he lets out a sigh of relief.

“I’m glad you said that, you never know if someone’s thinking things like your picture definitely was better than what you’ve actually got going on or something.” He explains and you tut. 

The drive to the restaurant was anything but awkward, he asked about your hobbies and your work, he lit up when you explained the dynamic happening. “That sounds amazing, I’d love to be able to work somewhere like that. Your coworkers feeling like family just sounds like an absolute dream to me.” You nod and smile, you did feel lucky to have such a comfortable work experience.

When you arrived at The Ocean room, the sky had started to darken and it was a perfect night with twinkly and bright stars in the sky. It was around Christmas time so everyone had put up their Christmas decorations and it was amazing to look at, all the bright colours and lights made you happy. You loved this time of year and hopefully if this went well, it would be a really good night.

When you arrived at the restaurant, Riki insisted on getting out first and opening the passenger side door for you. He put his hand out for you and you gladly took it with a bright smile, the restaurant looked lovely. They had decorated with shiny golden string lights outside and a little Christmas tree next to the door, it was absolutely beautiful.

The interior inside was unreal too, with low and comfortable lighting and some comfy looking seats, you were really looking forward to this date. It looked like an intimate place to be, and that was what you would have preferred for a first date. You ended up getting sat on the little balcony they had which had a view of the ocean, it was a restaurant just next to the beach with a beautiful view.

You were sat far enough away from the other people here that you felt comfortable talking to Riki. “I hope you like seafood?” Riki asked as the waiters handed you the menus. “If not, I fear I’ve fucked it up already.”

You laugh and shake your head. “No, believe me I would’ve told you when you suggested this place if I didn’t like it. I always wanted to come here.” You told him, which made him relax back into his chair. He had a pleased smile on his face as he overlooked the blue and cream themed menu in his hands. 

As you finished looking over the menu and silently choosing in your heads what you were going to order, Riki spoke. “Hope you don’t mind me asking, but what made you get on a dating app?” He asks sincerely.

You roll your shoulders back and try not to let your saddened emotions show on your face. “To be honest…when I go out, it’s always my friends getting talked to and I just wanted to be noticed for once. Saying it was a last resort sounds sad but honestly it was.” You grit your teeth as you finish speaking, hoping you didn’t ruin the whole mood.

“I completely understand, I honestly don’t get talked to much either. People think I look intimidating when they see me and shy away. I spent ages picking pictures that made me look friendly, but I’m glad I didn’t scare you away.” You show a confused face as he finished speaking, how could someone not want to talk to him? 

You examine Riki and look to find any imperfections that could drive someone away. He had dyed blond hair currently that actually really suited him, you don’t usually go for blonds but when someone rocks it like he does you just couldn’t resist. He had a pretty face and plump kissable lips that you’ll probably still be thinking about when you get home. And he had a sweet personality from what you could tell, he hadn’t made you feel uncomfortable once the whole time you’ve been with him. But it was only the start of the night, you never put your full faith in a man.

You tilt your head with your eyebrows pinched together and your lips puckered out, there was nothing bad you could find. “I completely don’t understand that. Maybe because I talked to you online first, but I think you give off a really relaxing and nice vibe. Plus, you’re a very handsome guy.” Riki half scoffed and laughed at your compliments, looking down at the table in embarrassment.

You order your food a few minutes later and do the small talk routine with Riki, where did you grow up and have you got any siblings type of questions. Which you didn’t mind, but you didn’t want that to be the whole night obviously. Your food doesn’t take long to come out and you tuck in immediately, usually these fancy restaurants do the tiniest portions but this one had actually given you a full meal.

The food is actually good, better than you expected it to be. “This is…amazing.” You giggle at your own words and Riki lets a smile take over his face. He was clearly glad he had picked the right place for the both of you.

“I was worried it was going to be one of those places that was all about presentation but yeah, this is really good.” Riki replies, enjoying his own meal. 

Throughout the rest of the night, you really opened up to him. About how you felt like you were just a shadow compared to your beautiful and extrovert friend Wonyoung. He tells you about how he works in music and dance but his parents weren’t very happy about it, they had high expectations of him. They wanted him to settle down, which really pushed him to get on the dating apps but also he wanted a companion, he was feeling lonely lately even with his group of friends.

At the end of the night, he drives you home and you don’t get out immediately when the car stops. Wonyoung knew what was going on, you had been routinely updating her throughout the night so you felt safe enough to have an extra few minutes in his car with him. “I had a really good time.” You turned to Riki and he was already looking at you, at your lips more specifically. “Oh did you want to-”

“Only if it’s alright.”

“It’s fine.” Riki nods and leans in, putting one hand on the side of your face, resting softly on your cheek. He goes slow, he doesn’t want to scare you. His lips press against yours in a soft kiss and you can’t help but smile, when he feels your smile he couldn’t hold back his either. The kiss only lasts a few seconds but it really felt like a lifetime.

“I’m going to text you tonight, we’re definitely doing this again.” He says firmly and you immediately nod.

“I’ll see you soon, Riki. I know I will.” The night comes to a lovely finish with you getting out of the car and being bombarded by Wonyoung the moment you got in for all the extra details you hadn't told her yet. You truly had nothing but good things to say about your first date with Riki Nishimura.

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Just Maybe | Min Yoongi + Jeon Jungkook

Word Count: 2.1k Masterlist Prompts for requests Summary: Working on a BTS album and getting to know them was great, but when you start liking two of the boys at the same time...it ends up very complicated. Warnings: Fluff, maybe some inappropriate work stuff, teasing, pining

Getting to work on a BTS album was crazy, getting to be involved in the making of it and helping them create the songs was something you felt was out of your depth when you started at the company. But now, as you were about to start your first day with them you realised you were capable of these things now. You were capable of helping with the sound and the lyrics of their comeback.

You knocked on the door and a soft voice replied. “Come in.” You sheepishly opened the door and saw Namjoon and Yoongi sitting at the computer with Jungkook on the couch on the other side of the room. “Hey, sorry we thought you were coming tomorrow but I must’ve gotten the date wrong. Sit down, make yourself comfortable.” You smile and nod as Namjoon speaks to you, sitting on the opposite side of the maknae on the couch. 

“We’re working on what we think is going to be the first song of the album but something just doesn’t feel right if you want to have a listen. We could use a fresh set of ears.” Yoongi tells you and offers up some headphones. You sit in the seat you assume they had brought in for you next to the computer desk. You take the headphones and put them in, listening to the song they had worked on so far. They already seemed to have finished the melody. 

You put the headphones onto the desk after listening and cross your legs. “The melody sounds great. This is the chorus right.” Namjoon nods and you continue. “I think there’s too much going on with the lyrics for this part, like maybe some fewer syllables in here and I think this could flow a lot more together and I think this’ll be a song the fans will just be dying to hear live.” Jungkook nods and comes over with his notebook.

You help him cross out a few words and add some new stuff, Jungkook smiles at you as you finish and your heart does a little jump, not good. “Thanks for the help, the rest of the boys will be here soon. They’ll be really excited about this change, I know. I for one, can’t wait to record it.” Your face ran a little hot at his words and your instinct was to deny and say it wasn’t much but you held back, you had worked hard to be at the point that you were able to do stuff like this and people should know it.

In the next few hours, the rest of the boys poured in and you worked very close with them on this song. You changed some things, kept some things, and got to know the rest of the band until suddenly it was almost 1am and you realised it was a good time for you to wrap up for the day. “Hey, I just wanted to say thank you for helping out today and I’m looking forward to working with you. When we finish this album, we’ll definitely all keep you in mind when we’re doing our next thing.” Jungkook stated and you were very happy, you knew you were good but it was always helpful to be reassured.

At home that night, you thought about the young boy. His sweet words and gentle smile had got to your heart, you knew he was a handsome man already but seeing him up close and personal really sealed the deal. But to keep things professional, you would never say anything first about these feelings, but if he said something…how could you ever refuse? So you hoped for it.

Over the next few months you had finally gotten to the fourth song on the nine song album. It was a bit of a slower and more romantic song, giving the full feel of the album a little bit of a different vibe as you progressed to the middle. The producers were working on the beat of the song while you were sitting with the rest of the boys, working on finishing the lyrics for the third song. It was a vocal team song and they all wanted to help with the finishing touches.

Jungkook was sitting on the right side of you and Jimin on the other side of the couch while Taehyung and Jin were sitting on two chairs on the other end of the table. “Do you think this bit could be good to add? I think it’d really help the pre-chorus connect to the chorus.” Jimin showed you the notes he had added onto his own piece of paper.

You look over it and let out a little ‘hm’ which makes him sit straighter. “This part here I think is really good, but the rest I’ll have to review.” You inform him and he nods, taking back the piece of paper to work on it a little more. At the end of the night you still weren’t fully finished on the lyrics and it was only you and Yoongi in the studio now, working separately on different songs.

“What are you doing after this?” He suddenly asks and you sit up, he never really asked too many personal questions or anything so you didn’t expect him to come up with this. “I was gonna go for a coffee at this cafe that stays open late, you can come if you want.”

“I…yeah, we can do that.” You nod and he gives a little smile and goes back to his work. A coffee date with Yoongi, if you could even call it that, was something you wouldn’t have thought to happen as he usually just keeps to himself when you’re with him. He seemed like a sweet guy but just someone who needed some time to get used to you to be more comfortable.

When you both wrapped up your work, you headed to the coffee shop that was a few streets away in comfortable silence. You opted for a hot chocolate to keep yourself warm in the winter and he went with an iced americano, a drink that many Koreans were obsessed with. You found a little booth seat and it wasn’t hard, not many people were out at this time on a weekday. 

As you started to blow on your scalding hot drink, Yoongi asked you a question. “How has working with us been? I know I don’t talk much when you’re there so I wanted to use this opportunity to get to know you. I didn’t want you to feel awkward around me, y’know?” He explained and you put your drink on the little wooden table in the middle of the semi-comfy seats.

“I’m glad we could do this, I usually like to talk to the idols a little more than work talk but I just…thought you’d be uncomfortable with that so I didn’t bother you. But working with you, BTS, well I always wanted to. You guys are top of your company and very talented, I admire all the work you guys did to get to this point. It’s a privilege to be chosen to work with you, really.” 

He leans back in his seat with a little smile. “That’s great to hear. I think we should do this more when we’re working late, maybe even bring some of the other guys if they’re still here with us but I’m usually the one that stays the latest most days. If you don’t mind, I think we should know each other on a more personal level. It’ll make us working together a lot easier than it is right now, and make us more comfortable to give suggestions.” He replied, stirring his iced americano with his plastic straw. “I see you’ve taken a liking to Jungkook.” He adds and you tense up, was it obvious. “I’m not judging, just jealous. I’d like to get close to you too.” 

You almost spit your coffee out and have to take a moment to catch your breath. “I just…clicked with him I guess, but Yoongi…you seem really nice too. I think I would also like to get close to you.” You admit.

The next few weeks are spent with late nights in coffee shops and a lot of music in your ears that needs to be improved before the deadline. This was supposed to be a quiet night with just you and Yoongi again but Jungkook had decided to stay late too. Unfortunately, you had developed a bit of a crush on both of them and your mind was telling you this was the most inappropriate and disgusting behaviour from you.

Jungkook tags a lot for your trip to the coffee shop at night and orders himself some type of tea to relax. They sit across from you in the booth with big smiles on their faces. “I wondered what you guys were doing after we left, didn’t expect Yoongi hyung would actually want to do something like this with anyone.” Jungkook teases his bandmate and knocks his shoulder against the others with a wiggle of his eyebrows. “You know we uh…had a talk not long ago. We thought you should know about it as you were involved in it.”

The worst things start to come to your mind, you were going to be kicked off of the team for inappropriate behaviour and potentially fired. Forced to spend ages trying to find a job because who would want to hire someone who got fired from a company like Hybe? You’d have to move back in with your parents and mooch off of them like a loser with no job, which is what you were going to be. Someone who lives at home and can’t even afford to feed themselves.

“Guys…I, can’t apologise enough. Whatever I’ve done, I hope I can fix this. I have had so much fun helping out on this wonderful album and I hope to not get kicked out. I feel this whole time I’ve been inappropriate with the both of you and I guess it was easy to notice. I truly am sorry.” You immediately apologise but you knew there was no coming back from this now.

Yoongi shakes his head and leans forward with his elbows on the table, his fingers were interlocked and he had a nervous look on his face. “No, look, it’s not you. It really is us. We’ve been inappropriate. We’ve been…fighting about you. There’s no better way of saying this but we both like you, romantically. We’ve been fighting over this so long that we thought now have to tell you. It’s affecting our work and we’re being ridiculous. If this makes you uncomfortable, you’re more than welcome to leave.” Yoongi insisted, with a somber look on his face.

The news makes you lean back and let out a big breath, how could you ever expect that both of these men would end up liking you when you’ve been thinking about them so much? They both had different charms that had drew you in and at night when you were alone, your mind created scenarios of course but you could never think this up. Admitting they both liked you and had been fighting about it. It was preposterous.

You sit up and let out a surprised scoff. “You’re joking me right?” They both shake their heads and look at each other, worried in anticipation for your answer to this groundbreaking information. “So um…I’ve also been thinking about the both of you..romantically but I thought it was so inappropriate that you’d hate me and I’d be fired. Wow- just wow. I mean, is there any way this could be appropriate? I don’t want to pick someone and make the other sad, what is there to do now?”

“You don’t have to pick.” Yoongi answers and you tilt your head in confusion. “We’d be…willing to share at this point. But, we think it’d be better to wait until we’re no longer working together.” Yoongi tried to reason with you and you almost snorted, covering your nose in embarrassment. “We’ve never tried it before but neither of us are willing to give you up.”

Until the album was finished, you had to act like nothing was wrong. As you worked and tensed up when they purposefully brushed their skin against you, it was hard. They were trying to make it hard, they were teasing you in front of all their friends while they were none the wiser. It was starting to turn you on in all honesty, the first night that you were all alone again…they both kissed you. It didn’t go any further but God did it get you going to have both of these men so interested in you.

When the album was finished, they invited you on what they called a double date but really it was a threesome without the sex. You knew of polyamory before this but never did you think you’d participate in it, but you couldn’t refuse your dream men. It was going to be perfect.

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Can you write Yoongi x best friend reader with #14 and #16?

Unaware, Together | Min Yoongi

Word Count: 1.8k Masterlist Prompts for requests 14. "You're blushing, it's cute." 16. "You don't know how much I've imagined this." Summary: Telling your best friend you have a crush on him was daunting but he backed you into a corner and it had to happen eventually.

The soft touchiness, almost admitting your feelings to him, almost crossing the line, and getting a little too close to be normal was starting to drive you crazy. You fantasised about it while you were at your job, before you fell asleep at night, and even when you were sitting right next to them. Frankly, it was all starting to be absolutely ridiculous. Liking your best friend was an absolute nightmare.

You had met him through your friend Park Jimin, one of the most flamboyant, nice, and strikingly handsome men you had ever met. Of course you had a little crush on him for a while, who wouldn’t? But that all changed when you met his friend group and in turn, met Min Yoongi. You got over that crush on Jimin way too fast.

Min Yoongi’s pretty and soft face and quiet demeanor really drew you in. At first you were too shy to really get that close to him, but when he recognised you two were pretty similar he just went for it. He at first invited you to go out for a coffee with him and then that turned into going to his house and sleeping over, and hanging out in his studio quietly while he worked on some music.

He planned on releasing some solo music under the name ‘Agust D’ but he hadn’t put anything out there yet. He explained he needed to perfect what he was doing before the public ever heard his talent. For a bit he was too shy to let you hear it, and then about 5 months into you seriously hanging out as friends he let you put the headphones on and you were hooked. That’s when you realised how much of a crush you were harbouring on him this whole time.

You hadn’t even realised what you had been doing this whole time. Leaning closer to listen when he was talking and gushing about his interests, spending a lot of your free time with him, getting jealous when it seemed someone else was trying to get closer to him, and looking at his lips just a little too much. You were in deep.

Now, you were hanging out with the whole friend group in Jungkook’s dark aesthetic living room. It was basically just all black and it looked cold, but you had gotten used to it. The black furniture and black walls were like home now, and so was this group of friends that you had joined less than a year ago. They all clicked with you almost immediately, it was a miracle. 

You were all having a drink and they were playing some games on Jungkook’s playstation. Call of Duty but you weren’t sure which one. You weren’t that good at shooting games, especially this one, so you just hung back and watched for just this night. Of course, you had sat yourself between Yoongi, who wasn’t too interested in the game either, and your original friend, Jimin, who was very into it. Shouting at the TV when the guys got shot and died, begging for his turn to show how a real guy plays. It was all very funny, especially when you had a drink in you.

You were shuffled a little closer to Yoongi than you were to Jimin, subconsciously your body was turned to him. He was sitting with a glass of his own whiskey that he had brought, you didn’t know anything but the way he talked about it, it was definitely a good one for the world of people that liked whiskey. He had recently dyed his hair ginger and you thought it really suited him, made him look even cuter than he already was.

“You’re staring.” Jimin whispers in your ear from beside you, bringing you out of the world of Yoongi. You scoff and then look at the blond, who had a smug and knowing look on his face. Jimin put his hand on your shoulder and sighed, “What is it about him? Am I not good enough for you?” He teases you, playful pout on his pretty lips. He backs up when you lightly punch him in the ribs. The ‘ow’ he lets out makes Yoongi look over at the both of you.

“What the hell are you guys doing? Always causing trouble…” He says, disappointed, and takes a sip from his glass. “Can’t we just have a night without someone being hurt?”

You cower and look at the ground. “Sorry Yoongi, you know how Jimin is,” You pointed at him accusingly. “Always fucking bothering me.” Jimin gasps and puts his hand over his heart on his chest like he couldn’t believe the words coming out of your mouth. Like he wasn’t one of the main menaces in the group.

“I’m just saying that you obviously like-” Jiminn shouts and you cover his mouth, to which he disgustingly licks your hand. “Um…just saying that she should drink some more, she’s being sooooooo boring.” He throws his head back on the couch dramatically with his hands up in the air.

Yoongi squints his eyes for a few seconds then nods, although he looks unconvinced. “Alright..I’m going to get another drink. Come with me?” Yoongi asks and you immediately nod, you’d go anywhere with this gorgeous man. 

He takes you to the kitchen where all the alcohol and mixers are sitting on the counter and he starts to pour your drink first. “Vodka and coke, I already know.” You giggle and blush, he really notices and remembers things like that about you. He remembers the little things, like maybe a boyfriend would. He’d be such a caring and attentive boyfriend, you just know he would be. Well, he is in your head anyway.

He looks over at you with a cheeky smile. “You’re blushing, it’s cute. Look, can I ask you something?” He lets out a sad sigh and you walk closer to him, putting a comforting hand on his arm. “Do you…like Jimin? As more than a friend.”

Why the hell would Yoongi ask something like that? And what gave off the vibe that you liked Jimin like that when you so clearly were infatuated with Yoongi? Has he spent this whole time thinking you were trying to get with one of your mutual friends?

Your reaction is to laugh and Yoongi has the most confused laugh ever. “Jimin is one of my best friends, are you kidding? No, I’m not trying to get with Jimin. Yeah he’s handsome but like…not him.”

“Oh..good.” He answers.

“Good?”

“Good.” He says firmly, moving on to pour out his own drink. “So, who do you like then?” You almost choke and you take the first sip of your drink, partly because of what he said and the other part because this was the strongest drink anyone had ever poured you. “What? I’m your friend, I should know this stuff.”

You put the drink down and wipe the little bit of drink off of your chin that you had choked up. “I’m not…telling you.”

Yoongi looks offended as he closes the lid on his bottle of whiskey. “You won’t tell me? I bet Jimin knows.” Was Yoongi really jealous of Jimin? For what? “Just tell me, I won’t judge. If you tell…I will too.” He stands up straight but he almost looks scared for your answer.

You lean against the counter and grimace, how would Yoongi react to the truth…I mean  there’s always a chance he’ll like you back but at the same time, there’s a chance he would be disgusted with you. That he just wanted friendship and now you’ve ruined the whole thing and the friend group ends up hating you because of course they would, Yoongi was their friend first.

“No, if I tell you. You’d really judge me, I promise.”

“Drink that drink then tell me, lightweight. I’ll be in the kitchen, don’t take long.”

The next 20 minutes were spent with you in the living room nervous as fuck, you had already finished the drink 10 minutes ago but you were too scared to go back to the kitchen. You hoped nobody could see the look on your face, the look of pure fear. There’s no way you could get out of this now. He was right, you were a lightweight and the drink was helping a bit. It was your second of the night and you were getting too drunk now. You only wanted to be tipsy because if this went right you knew Yoongi would never want to kiss you drunk and possibly take advantage of you, when you weren’t fully yourself.

You slowly walked back to the kitchen, spotting Yoongi scrolling on his phone and sitting on the counter. He hears someone walk in and a little smile appears on his face when he sees you. “It’s you.” You tell him.

“What are you talking about?” He hops off of the counter and walks up to you.

“I like you Yoongi. I have since I saw you, you’re just…the best.” You admit and pause for his reaction, your eyes carefully scan his face as he takes in the information you just confessed to him. It was always a little hard to tell what he was feeling, and right now he just wasn’t showing a hint of emotion on his face.

“Me? Are you kidding-” He stops to laugh and then he covers his mouth but he can’t stop the giggles coming out of him. “This whole time…this whole time I’ve been hiding it and you like me. I just…I thought you were too good for me.” You don’t even have time to take in the words he's saying before his hands are holding your face gently and he’s planting a soft and loving kiss on your lips. He pulls back and rests his forehead against yours with his eyes closed. “You don’t know how much I’ve imagined this.”

You step back and put your hands on his shoulders, ready to question Yoongi when you get interrupted. “What the actual fuck?” You hear from behind you and turn your head to see all of the guys now in the kitchen, mouths open wide and eyes wide. “Finally!” Hoseok yells and runs over, laughing and jumping. “We knew it! We knew it!”

“You…knew it?” You question.

“Oh you both liked each other from the start and it was painful to watch but also so fun to wait for you two to realise.” Jimin explains with a smug grin on his face. “I can’t believe it actually happened though.”

“Coulda fucking said something to one of us.” Yoongi says, clearly frustrated with the rest of the guys. “You let us pine for months when this could’ve been happening the whole time.” He pointedly looks at Hoseok who puts his head down with a big pout of his heart shaped lips.

“Sorry, Hyung. It was too cute to ruin. Now we get to see the start of it and the dates!” He looked so excited. Asshole.

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I need #1 and number #16 in a scenario where the new female producer/song writer is in love with Yoongi but doesn’t think she’d ever be good enough for him because she’s mixed abd plus size. He overhears her talking about it with friends at a HYBE gala and it upsets him because he fell for her the moment he first met her. He decides that night to show and tell her that she’s had his heart from the start. Make if fluffy and smut and make her

Impossible | Min Yoongi

plussize!reader x yoongi Word Count: 2.3k Masterlist Prompts for requests

Warnings: Fluff, a bit of smut, insecurity 1. "Do you even know what you do to me?" 16. "You don't know how much I've imagined this."

Getting a job at Hybe was a dream come true, being a songwriter was even better at that. But really, the best part is getting to work with the dream of the man that is, Min Yoongi.

He really was everything a girl could ever want. Handsome, kind, and talented (rich was also a plus). You didn’t start working with him straight away, at first of course you started out small, only writing a few lyrics in a few different songs until Hybe recognised your talent and had you swapping ideas back and forth with some artists while a producer perfected all the background of the song.

You helped quite a few singers write their songs now, writing lyrics on some amazing songs like GO! by Cortis and a few songs on TxT’s well made new album. Now you got to work with one of the biggest artists in Hybe, Min Yoongi. He was working on a new solo album and said he reviewed your lyrics and decided you were a perfect fit for his new songs.

You were currently sitting in his studio in Hybe, it was comforting here and the lights were always lit low for a chill vibe. Little lamps instead of a big eye stinging light on the ceiling, it made you feel way more relaxed working with this legend for the first time. You were sitting on the couch at the back of the room, notepad in front of you full of crossed out words and worked on mistakes. 

He said you were currently working on what was probably going to be his main song and fourth track on the album, this was going to set the tone for the whole project and you were feeling the pressure a little. Yoongi was such a laid back guy though that the pressure wasn’t as truly intense as it usually was when you were in a room full of people. He was putting all his focus on the writing right now which meant it was just the two of you in the room and you were constantly trying not to blush every time he talked and looked at you.

Yoongi had always been a little bit of a crush you had even before you started at Hybe, he had always been what you could call an ultimate bias. Getting to work with him was beyond anything in your imagination and the fact that he was actually kind and not a stuck up celebrity made your crush on him grow so much more.

But, you didn’t think he could want you back like that. You were bigger than what Korea deemed desirable and what was Min Yoongi but a man who probably liked what everyone else did. You never saw him date anyone, but you assumed he was like most men who wanted a small woman with the tiniest clothing size. So you act friendly and you don’t flirt with him so what would even be the point in trying at all?

“I really like this part, it goes with the melody and feel of the song I was imagining this whole time. You’re really talented.” He suddenly complimented you while keeping full eye contact, your immediate reaction was to tuck your hair behind your ear and look away with a little giggle. “Truly, you’re really helping with this album. Thank you, I appreciate it.”

You tut and shake your head. “It’s my job, but I do enjoy working with you. To tell you the truth, you were always my favourite in the band.” It took three weeks of working with this man to finally admit something like that, to finally express a little of the total adoration you had for Yoongi. “Not to sound like a fangirl, I just always admired the way you rap and tell a story with all your lyrics. Especially your solo projects, some of the best albums out there.” You rambled, anything to not sound like an obsessive stalker type fan.

He laughed and reached over the couch to put his hand on your shoulder, the combo of his touch and his perfect gummy smile was killer to you. “I don’t think you’re weird. I find it very amazing that someone so talented thinks my work is even worth the time of a thought in their mind. Anyway…you’re going to Jungkook’s listening party right? He got really inspired by Hoseok and now wants to do one, I imagine you got an invitation. I hope anyway.” Of course you got an invitation and how could you miss it now that Min Yoongi expected to see you there?

“Of course I am, I just don’t know many people since I mostly just work with some artists for a bit.” You awkwardly said, playing with your fingers. How embarrassing, to admit you had no work friends.

“I'll be there, stick with me. I feel close to you now that we’ve been working together, I’ll introduce you to some people. Might even help you get some more work, or just a friend if that’s what you need.” Hanging out with Yoongi? Sign me up forevermore.

The next few weeks leading up to the party were relaxing and quiet, you were almost finished working on Yoongi’s album and you were very happy with where you were at. He’d started to sit closer to you and you even had some inside jokes now, he was just so welcoming to you. You thought when you started doing this work you wouldn’t really get close with anyone as you could be a bit awkward but then you started working with Yoongi and he was so patient with you. He probably understood being introverted and gave you time to warm up to him.

Now sitting in one of the seats at the listening party for Jungkook’s new solo album, you were getting awkward again. You don’t approach people and no one had come up to you, you haven't even seen Yoongi yet. 

All of bts (minus Yoongi) were currently huddled together, laughing together and having an amazing time. Everyone here seemed to have their own group to talk to and you were feeling like a big fucking loser now.

“Having a good time?” You heard a voice, your saviour Yoongi was now sitting next to you. “Sorry I was late, got caught up with this new album shit. You know how it is.” You nod and smile, thank god you had someone here now and you had seen half of TXT arrive too, you felt close enough to talk to them and it made you feel much better about being there.

“Yeah I just…you weren’t here yet so I didn’t know what to do with myself. But I totally understand, I hope it’s all going well.”

“It’s going great, come on…let me introduce you to the rest of the guys.” He stands up and offers out his hand. You quickly breathe out and take his hand, letting him lead you to where his band was all standing together. “Guys, I told you about my new writer. We’re almost done but really, if you need some help I’ve gotta shout her out.” Your skin heats up quickly as he talks you up to the most popular band in the world, were you really worthy of these words?

Jung Hoseok laughs and gives a big smile. “Great to meet you!” He says loudly as he hugs you, you heard he was a touchy guy. “I’m not working on too much right now but if I do, I’ll totally think of you!” He winks at you, his big smile and warm feel about him really makes you feel good about yourself. He really was sunshine.

Everyone else introduces themselves, though you obviously knew who they all were already, and they talk to you with smiles. Eventually you excuse yourself to go talk to TXT. 

You walk up behind Soobin. “Hey guys.” They turn around and smile when they see you, the familiar faces were already helping you calm down with all your thoughts about knowing nobody here and it being your first Hybe party. 

Beomgyu brings you in for a hug first. “Hey, you seem friendly with Yoongi now?” He wiggles his eyebrows. “Now tell the truth, everybody here knows you have the biggest crush ever.” You sigh and look down at the ground as he talks. “Woah, what’s the problem here?”

“Yeah, I like him…but guys, look at me. I don’t think he would like…a bigger girl.” You shake your head and rub your arm sadly as you admit it, with a big frown painting your face.

“What?” You turn around and see Yoongi with a blank look on his face, hand up like he was about to tap your shoulder. He bites his lips and you can barely tell what he’s thinking just by the look of him. How can you continue working with him now? “We should talk privately.” He says and then walks towards the door, you follow.

He leads you to a little private balcony vacant of any people that you had never even noticed before, he was definitely about to cuss you out loudly. You stand at the edge and look out at the view of Seoul, how can you even continue work at Hybe actually? In your mind, this was the worst thing that could ever happen in the history of the earth right now, there was no coming back from this. He’d have you fired.

Yoongi walks up beside you and you avoid looking at him, you didn’t deserve to look in his eyes. “So I don’t like a ‘bigger girl’.” He airquotes and you groan, you shouldn’t have been talking about that knowing he was in the same room, even if it was massive. “How would you ever know something like that about me? You’re just assuming rude things.” 

You turn to him and he has his gummy smile out, how can he smile at a time like this? “I’m so sorry Yoongi, I’ll stop working with you if that’s more comfortable. I just…I really don’t want to lose my job. Please.” Yoongi scoffs and shakes his head quickly.

“You didn’t make me uncomfortable. It just makes me sad you would assume something so low of me. Do you even know what you do to me? Ever since you walked into my office and introduced yourself with that cute little smile, I couldn’t resist you. You’re my dream come true, really. I don’t care that you’re bigger or whatever, you’re sexy..” He laughs, “and you’re so sweet and these past weeks you’ve been the highlight of my days. You make work so much easier to go to, easier to get up in the mornings because I’m thinking of seeing you that day.” You gulp and look away.

This whole time, he’s been infatuated with you. He’s been looking forward to seeing you, all these things and you never even noticed anything. “You can’t be serious…” You look at him again, his sweet little face. He really was the best guy you have ever met.

“My studio. Let’s go.” And you listen. You end up in his studio and on the couch with him, knees tucked together and nervous sweat slowly trickling down your back. “Look at me.” He purrs and you do, he was close now, too close to be friendly. His hand comes up and holds your chin gently, his eyes are on your lips now. “Don’t be scared, it’s just us…” He whispers and then softly kisses your lips, he stays there for a moment and your brain short circuits. His lips are so soft and perfect, and now they’re pressed against yours. “I like you a lot. You don’t know how much I’ve imagined this.” He says softly against your lips and then pulls back slightly, just enough to scan your face with his gentle eyes.

“This is…I didn’t think any of this would ever happen between us.” You admit, reeling in the ghost feel of his lips still on yours. “Kiss me again…please.” You beg him and he obliges, this kiss was less gentle than the last was. It was more like…I’ve been waiting so long for this and I need to show you physically. 

He pushes you back onto the couch and hovers over you, getting his lips back onto yours as fast as he could. His hands float down to your legs, slowly inching up to where your dress ends in the middle of your thighs. “Are you…do you want this?” He asks sweetly, breathing heavily in your face.

“Yes but…we should start a little slow.” He nods and slowly caresses your thighs, his soft fingers with calluses on the end from playing his guitar feeling on your body. “But, you can do…a little something.” He breathes out of his nose and his hands move up and under your dress, feeling along the edge of your underwear. 

He slowly slips his fingers under the cotton while checking your face, just making sure you didn’t look even a little uncomfortable. He took a few seconds to find your clit and then he slowly started rubbing it. He was clearly skilled with his hands at not just instruments. “Yoongi.” You whine and he can’t help but finally grin, he had you how he wanted you all this time finally.

“Can’t just say my name like that, baby. Gonna make me hard.” You hide your face in your elbow as he says these words. His fingers don’t stop his attack on your body, speeding up as more time passes. “Want you to cum for me.” He whispers in your ear as he increases the pressure of his fingers on you slightly.

“I- I will.” You slowly move your hips, moving back against his fingers to get maximum pleasure. He watches as your mouth opens and your eyes squeeze shut, then your legs start to shake around him.

“That’s it…” He encourages you as you finish, kissing your cheeks and forehead, basically your whole face. “Good girl, you did so well.” You keep your eyes shut as your high finishes, racing to catch your breath. “Probably should’ve taken you on a date before I did this but…when are you free?”

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3, 10, 19 w ex sunghoon c:

Rewrite Our Ending | Park Sunghoon

3. "You're addictive." 10. "If this isn't meant to be, then say it." 19. "Stay, tonight. Or maybe even longer." Warnings: Breaking up :(, fluff, slight angst Word count: 955 Masterlist Prompts for requests

When you broke up with him, you told him you feel like he didn’t put enough effort into your relationship anymore. That you didn’t take you on dates often, didn’t buy you flowers, barely even cared too much about seeing you on a regular basis. It felt like he was putting more time aside for his friend group than his girlfriend. Of course there was nothing wrong about hanging out with his friends, but you wanted attention too sometimes. Wanted to be noticed again.

He mumbled out excuses, how he did put time and effort into it. But you knew, this could never be fixed even if he tried again. Even if he spent all of his time with you. Now, you needed time apart from him. He cried, but it still didn’t stop you from leaving.

Now, you were single and out with your friends. Out at bars, enjoying yourself with a drink in your hand. Not worrying about a boyfriend that ignores you all night. You were out at some random bar with two of your friends, you had a tequila sunrise to drink. It was already your fourth and you were feeling it. Swaying to the music and laughing when nothing funny happened, because you were genuinely happy now.

Until he showed up with his friends, how is it that they picked this particular bar out of all the other ones in the town? He hadn’t noticed you yet and you were hiding behind your friends to make sure he didn’t, but you knew you couldn’t be at this bar until 2am without him seeing you at least once.

He was sitting with his six other friends in a booth, he didn’t seem to be in tune with them though, he looked distracted and like something was bothering him. Then he looked over, he saw you, and surprise covered his face. His mouth opened a little, he sat up a little straighter, and his eyes widened. None of his friends noticed, they were all too busy giggling together over some beers.

He quickly shuffled out of the booth and over to you. You pointed it out to your friends and they made stank faces, they did not like your ex one bit anymore. Ever since you vented to them and cried in their arms about how lonely you were, he was a walking red flag to them.

When he finally got to you from across the bar, he put a hand on your shoulder and asked to talk in private. You were so drunk that you agreed to. He led you outside with his hand barely touching your back, like he was scared to make you uncomfortable with his touch. Once you were standing next to the door outside, he cleared his throat and put his hands in his pockets. “Are you having fun?” He asked.

“Is that really what we came here for you to say?” You say disappointed, you expected at least an apology from him. Asking if you’re having fun? Of course you are and he knew it.

He sighed and turned to you. “Yes. I mean, no. I just didn’t know how to start. I’m so fucking sorry, people really mean it when they say you don’t know how good you’ve got it until it disappears or whatever. I lost you, and I can’t take it. I don’t even wanna hang out with my friends anymore. But, look…if this isn’t meant to be, then say it. I’ll leave you alone, but I can’t get through life without you. I didn’t treat you right, but I’m going to. Everything I do, I should think of you and consider your feelings, everytime.” He has a begging sound to his voice, and for some reason, you really believe him.

“I want to try, but I’m not sure. How am I meant to believe you? How do I know you’ll actually stick to that?” Men do this, say they’re going to be better. And they are for like a week, then they just go back to their old ways and treat you like dirt.

He puts his hands on your shoulders and looks you straight in the eyes. “Try it. If I mess up and you want to leave, do it, I want to stop you. But I’m in love with you, you’re addictive, and I will do anything in my power to keep you with me for life. Let’s Irish goodbye, go to my place. Sober up, and I’ll start to fix what needs fixed.” You look down at the floor for a moment and then nodded at him.

You ended up back at his house, sitting on his couch with a glass of water and a fan on. He had been really attentive, helping you into the taxi and paying, and then getting you to sit down on the couch and immediately getting you a glass of water. “Now tomorrow, we’re going to a restaurant and we’re going to have a good time.” He announces from the kitchen. He was making you a sandwich, saying bread will sober you up.

“Very demanding.” You joke back at him and you hear him laugh. He comes back with a ham sandwich for you and makes you eat it. “So, I guess I’m staying tonight?” He comes in and sits next to you, still keeping a respectful bit of space between you two on the couch. “Stay, tonight. Or maybe even longer. Just wanna be with you, wanna sleep next to you at night.” He didn’t expect you to peck his lips after that but you did, he was taking that as a real good sign you would stay a while with him

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Bound In Ink - Part 2 | Nishimura Riki

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Description: An awkward conversation and some love

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: fluff, some Ni-ki angst

Soulmate!AU

Riki couldn't even look at Trinity as she cried whilst sitting on her bed. He did this to her, but what else was he supposed to do? She wasn't his soulmate. "I'm sorry, Trin. There's nothing I can do, it just...wasn't meant to be." He started, nervous to say anything in case it started her off.

She looked up at him with an angry face, tear drops staining her pillow and trailing down her face. "So that's it, you're breaking up with me. I always knew there was something between you and that bitch." She sounded really upset and Riki just wanted to desperately leave at this point.

He scoffed and put his hands on his hips. "She's not a bitch, she's my soulmate and I can't change that." He gulped a little and turned away, then a notification sound came from his phone, it was you. Saved by the bell. "I have to go. If you don't wanna be friends with me after this then that's fine, you choose what you want to do." Trinity tried to throw a pillow at him as he scurried out of her door.

When he got to your front door, his hands were shaking slightly. This is the first time he was going to see you after your first kiss together. Of course he’d kissed Trinity before but a kiss had never felt so special until shared his one with you. It’s like it opened up his mind to what real destined love is, to what possibilities there could be. He picked up his phone and sent you a text. ‘im outside your house’

You appeared at the door with a bright smile not long after, inviting him in like a warm hug after a hard, cold and tiring day. You ended up in your bedroom, sitting together on your double bed. He spoke first. “I need time.” You looked at him confused.

“Time for what, Riki?” You questioned, ultimately confused at the question.

He sighed and rubbed his hands together anxiously. “I just broke up with Trinity after two years, I just don't think we should rush into this.” He explained with a heavy heart. Even though you were his forever soulmate, he really did fall in love with Trinity over the years. She was kind to him, always helped when he needed it with a big smile. The breakup was hard on him, even if he didn't want to admit it, he would miss her. She was special to him, even though she probably wouldn't want to be friends with him anymore, he secretly hoped she would still think of him in a positive light sometimes. He broke her heart, Trinity was a year younger than him so she was yet to get her soulmate mark, but when the time came, he sincerely hoped she would find her person and be happy with them for the rest of their lives and they were able to give her what he couldn’t. He couldn’t give her his full love.

When he saw his name on your wrist that day, his heart skipped a beat, and he wasn’t sure if it was in a good or a bad way. All those months, he thought of you everyday. What if you found another Riki? Realised it wasn’t him and ran away with him. He would be heartbroken, he’d always tried to ignore the feelings he had for you and when the day came for your soulmate to reveal themselves, his soul shattered. It brought back all the things he was hiding so deep within himself.

How when you first met, he thought you were the prettiest girl he had ever seen. His parents teased him about you two marrying when you got older but always in the comfort of their own home once you were gone, they would never intend to make you uncomfortable with talk like that. When he got his first girlfriend, he was really just trying to deflect how he felt for you. Riki found out early what a crush is, and it explained everything for him.

He always hid the blush when you would get too close to him over the years, surely you never noticed it. Then you spoke back. “I understand, but don’t push me away again please.” You had a slight beg to your words, did you really need him that much? Riki nodded his head and backed away from you on the bed a little. “We’ll still hangout?” He nodded again, there’s no way he could do that again, it hurt him too much to ignore you the last time.

The next 4 months were like normal, you ate together, sat together, did nothing together. But Riki always felt some romantic feelings lingering in the air, but maybe it was just him. Maybe you’d moved on from that, ditched the idea that soulmates are actually real and wanted to just find someone else. 

He didn’t know how to start the conversation about it, that he wanted you to be his girlfriend, so he kept it to himself. He just acted like nothing was wrong, even though it felt like his heart was slowly turning black the more he held back from you. He thought way too often about what it would be like to be with you. To hold your hand, kiss you in public, tell your parents, marry you.

He was completely over Trinity now that he had you, kind of, it didn’t take long. Now that he knew it was basically foreseen by, he guessed, God, that he was meant to be with you, he’d never have it any other way. He’d rejected every advance he ever got even if you never wanted to be with him, he’d pine over you until death. Even though you said you didn’t see it, you were the prettiest girl that had ever existed, and no one could ever think differently in his mind.

Currently he was sitting with you during lunch, just the two of you. He didn’t care too much for his friends anymore when he could sit alone with you. He still talked to them, still hung out with them from time to time, but only you fulfilled his need for company. You were the only person in the world who didn’t make him feel lonely. He just wanted you to be by his side until the end of time, he couldn’t fuck this up.

“What do you want to do today?” You asked sweetly, your voice was like honey to him, and it deeply pleased his ears. For some reason, Riki’s brain told him. Do it, now’s the time. He had to comply, it felt like an itch he couldn’t scratch, like an alcoholic when they’re pining for a drink.

He took a deep breath and he did it. “I’m taking you on a date?” He didn’t want to force you into something you didn’t want, if you said no, he’d even pretend like it didn’t ever happen just to have the chance to keep talking to you forever. You turned to him and put the half of the burger you had left in your hand, it looked like you were processing and it was taking a while. That must have been the wrong thing to say, he panicked. “But only if you want to. I’d never want to make you do it, you can say no.” He basically said all of it in one breath, fighting for the chance to breathe after it.

But you quickly shook your head and softly grabbed his wrists. “You mean it? I’ve been waiting for you to say something like that…” He could finally breathe air into his lungs once again, his heart swiftly started to change from black, you wanted to. You had been waiting for him this whole time, he was such a dummy.

The date wasn’t extravagant, you were only 18. It consisted of a McDonalds cheeseburger and some ice cream, but you said you didn’t mind, anything to spend time with him. It went well, but he was too scared to kiss you again.

You once again ended up in the park where it all started, sitting on the little bench together. Arms touching and palms sweating. You turned to him and he looked back, he saw your eyes go from his lips to his eyes. Did you really want that? “Do you-” You shut him up by leaning in first, placing a gentle and soft kiss on his lips. 

This was real magic, all he ever needed in life. Just you, all of you, no one else for eternity. You pulled back too soon, but any time would be too soon in his mind. You batted your eyelashes at him and smiled a little, you looked…unbelievably gorgeous. “Let’s go to my house.” He proclaimed.

In his room, you kissed more, he even gave you a little love bite that no one else would see. For his eyes only. You were his only, for life.

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Bound In Ink | Nishimura Riki

Description: At 18 your soulmates name appears like a tattoo on your wrist. But the name you get complicates too much.

Soulmate!Bestfriend!AU

Warnings: A little angst, but also fluff

WC: 1.7K

PART 2

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You had been best friends with Riki since you were 3, being neighbours with each other since that age made it easy for you to become friends quickly. At that age, you'll be friends with anyone really. It made it much easier that Riki was always a nice guy from the start.

You were too young to remember that in 2008, you and Riki met at the same age at the park near your house. Your parents had already met his parents and had agreed their children would probably make great friends.

You were quite a shy anxious person even at that age, but your mother said Riki brought the fun and happy side out of you even when you had just met at the little neighbourhood park.

Your parents said you appeared very nervous at first as they forced you to walk up to the other family with them. You were hiding behind your dad, tightly gripping his hand with tears in your eyes. You were never great at meeting other people for the first time all your life. (It got a bit easier when you grew up and started to go to house parties with alcohol together).

Riki was very friendly, inviting you over to the swings and non stop talking which actually calmed your nerves. It meant you didn't have to constantly try and think of something to say, and even when you thought of something you would keep it to yourself in fear of the other person finding it stupid.

At 5, you guys ended up in the same class together. It was a small school so there was only space for one class in each year. You always sat next to him, you never had luck making friends with anyone but him but contrary to you, Riki easily made friends.

You felt awkward as you sat as this table full of people who just wanted to talk to Riki and not once did they ever glance at you. He tried to include you in conversations on the first day but when you were walking home together later on after school, you told him not to try. You were comfortable with him being your only friend. Riki objected, he didn't want to ever do anything that would make you actually uncomfortable.

At 7, Riki had his first kiss with a pretty girl in your class. He boasted all about it when you were hanging out with him in his room after school, you told him he probably had cooties now. Later that year, she was his first girlfriend.

It made things a little (A lot) awkward when she started showing up to most of your hangouts. Her name was Ellis, a pretty girl the same age as the both of you with long brown hair and green eyes. Seeing them together made you feel...weird. But you weren't sure what the emotion was yet, you couldn't name it yet.

They didn't last long, by next year they had broken up just before summer. You were glad, just you and him at hangouts now.

At 10, a boy finally took notice of you, asked you if you wanted to hug later at lunch like innocent children do. You asked Riki for advice, he told you don't do it and you listened to it. You weren't sure why he disliked the idea so much, saying the boy was disgusting and not to touch any of them. You only needed him, you guessed.

At 13, you got braces. You hated them. Riki said it was cute, by now you knew what a crush was and you knew you liked him. That made you blush so much your face felt like the sun.

At 15, Riki started dating Trinity. But like, seriously. So now you felt like you were alone, and started questioning why people liked Riki so much but didn't care for you.

Now at 17, you were sitting with Riki at the park you met in. It was the day before your birthday, and everyone knew what the 18th birthday meant. The soulmate mark. You would find out the name of the person you would eventually meet and spend your life with.

Your birthday was 6 months before Riki, in June. He was so excited to find out if the both of you already knew the person who would become your life partner and was currently teasing you about who it might be.

"Maybe it'll be Josh Stevens." He wiggles his eyebrows with a bright smile, and you jokingly dry heave. Disgusting.

"Never! I don't even want my eyes to have the misfortune of seeing him again after schools finished." You stick your tongue out ton signify disgust, pretending to throw up. "I hope it's someone I've never met, there's no one I know who I would want to love."

Riki leans closer. "Not even me?" Then he laughs and scoots back, like it would be preposterous for you to ever love each other like that. If only he knew, you really did want him like that. "Only," He checks his phone, "2 minutes until midnight." He shows you the time displayed on his phone. "I can't wait."

You sigh and slump your shoulders forward, if only you could look at your wrist and see his name. But his soulmate is probably the girl he's been with since you were both 15, you were so envious of her.

The minutes pass by slowly until the timer on Riki's phone set off, he wanted to see straight away. You were already covering your wrists with your sleeves, desperate to not know the outcome. "Nu-uh, let's see." He reaches for your sleeves.

You quickly pull your arms away and shout. "I'm scared!"

"Just let me look, you don't have to." You pout and take a second to think about it. You pout as you turn your head away and give your arm to Riki. You feel him slowly move your sleeves up and then silence, long nerve-wracking silence. "Oh..."

"Oh my god, is it Josh?" You exclaim, still too scared to look.

You hear Riki gulp and then let go of your arm. "Better look for yourself." You turn to him in confusion and you feel your stomach turn as you see the almost horrified look on his face.

You slowly turn your arm around until you see your tattooed wrist.

RIKI.

There's no way that's what your wrist actually had on it. Maybe you needed glasses all of a sudden, is that how it worked? You just suddenly need glasses like that?

But by the way Riki's face looked, there's no mistaking it. "I'm not the only Riki in the world, gotta be a coincidence." He muttered, eyes unable to look at you. "It's not me." He says with fake confidence, but you didn't know that.

The next few months were painful, Riki started to kind of avoid you. I mean you still hung out sometimes but it was so uncomfortable that you even started eating lunch by yourself to avoid how bad it was. He had started to focus a lot more on his girlfriend now, basically abandoning you in the process.

But when it came to his birthday, the only person he wanted to see was you. He sent you a text asking you to come to his room at 11pm on the night before, you had him waiting and biting his nails until 11:32pm when you finally answered. "I'm coming." You said and his nerves seemed to spike even more.

When you finally opened the door to his room it was 11:40pm. You sat in awkward silence for about five minutes until you finally spoke up. "You've been avoiding me and now you suddenly ask me to come see you?" You could see to shock on his face, he didn't actually expect you to call him out on his rude behaviour.

But these past 6 months had been torture, all alone with no one to talk to but family. You even started journaling to get your stress out and feel like you were actually somewhat talking to someone besides your parents.

"I know, I just..." He clearly didn't know how to say what he was actually thinking. "I'm sorry, I don't know what else to say. I just needed you tonight." Riki looked at his phone as it lit up with a notification but all he could focus on was the time. In bold letters....

11:56pm

The next 4 minutes ticked by in absolute silence as you both avoided eye contact and then Riki checked his wrist. "Oh god..." He said as he stress rubbed his hands down his face. "This...this can't be happening, Trinity..." He mumbled to himself.

You caught a glimpse of his wrist and froze, it was your name. This whole time, he really was your true soulmate. You start to walk over to him. "Riki..." He looks up at you with tears in his eyes.

"What am I gonna do? I knew it...I knew it all this time." You took a second to actually process his words. He knew it all this time. Did that mean he knew he loved you or was dreading this moment? "I knew what I felt for you wasn't okay." Tears prick your eyes, Nishimura Riki likes you. But he has a girlfriend. "If I kissed you would that be wrong?" He questioned himself.

You stood there like time was frozen with no words. Then he stood up and got close to you. "Is it wrong to love you?" Then he leaned down and looked in your eyes. "You gonna let me do this?" It was like your heart nodded your head for you before your brain could even catch up.

He nodded back at you and then leaned in a little, it looked like he was letting himself take in your whole face and being before he softly kissed your lips. Just a peck, just testing the waters.

Doing this, it felt like your whole life was leading up to it, like your life goal was completed. To love Riki, was the only purpose. you could practically see your whole life with him flash before your eyes even though the kiss only lasted a few seconds. A house, marriage, kids. All of it.

Then he pulled back and sighed. "She really expected her name to appear, this is gonna be a real tough conversation tomorrow." And romantic mood ruined.

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f - fluff s - smut a - angst

Bound In Ink - Part 2 (f, a)

Description: At 18 your soulmates name appears like a tattoo on your wrist. But the name you get complicates too much.

Offline Chemistry (f)

Description: Meeting a boy off of a dating app.

Rewrite Our Ending (f, a)

Description: Seeing your ex again while you were out.

Too Good To Be Mine (s, f, a)

Description: When Namjoon, your crush, distances himself from you, it hurts. And then he gets jealous.

Five Times (f, p)

Description: The 4 times they almost kissed, and then the one time they did.

Impossible (f, s, p)

Description: You didn’t think you’d ever be the one for him, until he overhears you.

Unaware, Together (f, a)

Description: Telling your best friend you have a crush on him was daunting but he backed you into a corner and it had to happen eventually.

Just Maybe (f, a) + Jungkook

Description: Working on a BTS album and getting to know them was great, but when you start liking two of the boys at the same time...it ends up very complicated.

Snowed in (f)

Description: Snowed in a little cabin with Yoongi for a night.

Just Maybe (f, a) + Yoongi

Description: Working on a BTS album and getting to know them was great, but when you start liking two of the boys at the same time...it ends up very complicated.

{series} Captured Through His Eyes (ongoing) (f, p)

Part 1 (f) Description: Working at the coffee shop has always felt mundane and boring, until you meet the photographer your friend had gushed over and met the day before.

Part 2 (f) Description: You start your photography session with Jungkook but somehow its easier and harder than you thought it would be at the same time.

Part 3 [WIP]

Impulse (s)

Description: Meeting Jimin at the club and going home with him...