jungkooks4evr

[jungkooks4evr]

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kim seokjin:

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kim namjoon:

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min yoongi:

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jung hoseok:

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park jimin:

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kim taehyung:

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jeon jungkook:

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[jungkooks4evr]

fresh air | jjk

— he was your breath of fresh air when you needed him most. now you don’t know what to do without him.

— literally just a short drabble of me missing koo but exaggerated by 1000%!! i love him and this vlive :(

— gender neutral reader!!!

you missed him, entirely too much. you couldn’t stop thinking of him.

all you wanted to do was sleep. you needed to sleep, you have so much to do tomorrow. but all your mind kept going back to was jungkook.

you miss his warmth. everything feels so cold without him. the only current warmth you have is the warm tears beginning to flow down your face.

you missed his smile, his lips, his cold and pink fingertips, his almost untamable hair, his doe eyes, his cheeks, you miss everything about him.

you could almost laugh at yourself. who are you?? missing someone’s fingertips?? his eye shape?? what a new low.

but you couldn’t help it.

he was all you’ve ever needed.

you told yourself you’d never let yourself become dependent on someone else. you’d never let yourself get too close with anyone because you knew it’d be an open invitation to pain. but you couldn’t help it with jungkook.

he’s always made you feel so seen. always making sure to listen to you when you talk, always finding ways to fix anything that’s made you unhappy. when you’ve felt like you were being ignored by the world, you’ve always had him listening to you.

you felt like his puppy. a lost baby puppy following its mama everywhere, but jungkook was your breath of fresh air. you’re a different person when he’s not around and you’re a different person when he is around.

you don’t know how you ever lived without him and you don’t know if you ever will be able to. your mind never lets you think about the possibly of losing him.

you sigh after letting your mind run rancid. you wipe the tears that have fallen and attempt to make yourself comfortable in bed again. you turn your tv on go to vlive, putting your favorite live of you boyfriends.

he looked so pretty, sitting in his hotel room with his black hoodie over his dark brown hair. his hair falling over his face in the tiniest bit and parted down the middle in the slightest bit.

you watch the live for a bit. you wonder if he misses you as much as you miss him. you smile to yourself, allowing yourself to think that he does.

after watching jungkook talk for a bit, you lower the volume just low enough for you to fall asleep but high enough to where you can hear him.

you get adjusted into bed, laying on your right side and taking a deep breath.

you wanted him back, and he’s not even gone.

[jungkooks4evr]

please? | kth | m

— how could you ever say no to him? with that pretty mouth of his, and the pretty sounds coming out of his mouth.

— includes: begging, mommy kink, sub!tae x dom!reader, needy tae, choking, finger sucking,

tonight was movie night! you loved to watch movies. usually, you watch a movie with your cousin or your boyfriend, tae. but tonight the couples of the friend group decided to watch a movie together as a quadruple date type of thing. before leaving to taes house, where everyone else was currently, you decided to take a shower. you honestly didn’t care about how long you took, no one told them to show up so early.

you quickly finish your shower, making sure everything is freshened up. after contemplating on an outfit, you decide to wear something simple, but still extremely cute.

it was a cute light blue matching set. it had a bra-like top that was so sheer you can see the outline of your nipples. the matching shorts were so cute, they have 3 buttons going up with dark blue threading right next to the buttons. to go along with the top and shorts, there was a light blue throw-over. it was cute and comfortable. you take a few photos of your face and body, satisfied with how it looks in the outfit. before leaving, you look through the photos you took, one specific photo of your body standing out to you. you’re standing in front of your mirror with your body turned to the side, just the tiniest bit. your hand is resting on the waistband of your shorts. you have a resting face on, your curly hair all over the place but somehow managing to look tamed at the same time. you smile to yourself while looking at the photo. you decide to send it to tae, thinking nothing of it. you send him the photo with the following message underneath “on my way :)” after sending the message, you lock your phone and get ready to go. putting on a pair of sandals, grab your keys, and walking out the house, getting ready to go to taes house.

after some time, you arrive at taes house. you park your car in his driveway and you facetime tae, it’s automatically declined. your eyebrows scrunch in confusion. “the fuck?” you say out loud. you decide to facetime your cousin. after two rings, she answers. “where’s tae?” you immediately ask, a mixed tone of concern and annoyance. your cousin, lai, looks at you and then looks around. “i’m not sure y/n, he was just here. why, what’s wrong?” “nothing’s wrong, im here,” you respond, moving the phone to show the outside of taes house. lai nods and before she hangs up you can see her stand up from whatever place in the house she is. you turn your car off and get out, walking towards taes front door. as you walk towards the front door, you see your cousin lai already waiting at the door for you.

you walk in, giving lai a side hug before walking in. you weren’t big on affection unless it was tae of course. walking into the house, you see everyone there. well, when you say everyone you mean the couples of the group. lai walks back to her spot on the couch with jungkook, it makes you chuckle a little because you introduced lai to jungkook, she was so stubborn about him. sitting on the other side of the couch is yoongi and his boo, jay. taes couch wasn’t that big so namjoon and jaliyah, his girlfriend, was sitting on the floor.

you walk in and say your hellos to everyone, giving them all side hugs. after conversing with everyone a bit, you ask them if they’ve seen tae. “he said he had to go to the bathroom.” jaliyah responds, pointing towards the bathroom. you nod, taking a seat on the floor, opposite jaliyah and namjoon.

the group talks about nonsense for a while. well, everyone except namjoon and jaliyah, they take up each other’s focus 24/7. you, lai, jungkook, yoongi, and jay are talking about what has been going on in their lives. lai and jungkook got a new pet together, some hedgehog that lai has been wanting, and jungkook gave in, her being his soft spot. jay and yoongi are making a song together which wasn’t surprising, they both loved music so it would’ve happened one way or another.

finally, after what feels like forever, tae comes back and immediately makes his way to you. because of your position, he sits in front of you, making himself comfortable between your legs. you hug him from behind, smiling to yourself as you inhale his scent. he smells like lavender. “where were you?” you ask, tracing small circles on his back. “i.. had to take care of something.” tae says while turning his head to look back at you, him nodding his head subtly and smiling a little. you kiss him, you missed him. you always miss him, he’s your soft spot.

after the kiss shared between you two, tae smiles at you before looking at the rest of the group. “ready to watch the movie?” he asks, getting a reaction from the rest of the group.

tae grabs the remote and loads up some streaming service, he has so many subscriptions you can’t even keep up. it seems that tae already had a movie in mind, he goes to one and clicks it automatically. “now tae, the hell is this?” lai asks, pointing her hand at the screen. jungkook laughing at her antics, grabbing her hand and bringing it down, interlocking his hand with hers. tae waves his hand at her, excusing her and leans back into you, and begins to get comfortable.

the movie is almost finished, you would assume around 40 minutes left. your focus is on the movie, until tae turns around a bit, not moving his whole body but just enough for you to see him. he smiles at you, half of his face being lit up by the movie. he smiles at you, and you immediately smile back. he turns back around, laying on you. his head laying back in the crook of your neck, somehow managing to see the movie.

you feel tae lightly kiss your neck. you roll your eyes, you already know where he’s going with this. you whisper, “tae, what are you doing?” he moves up, kissing the spot behind your ear. your body gets warm, but that doesn’t stop the chills going down your spine. “remember when i was gone earlier?” tae finally speaks. you respond with a simple “mmm.” “after you sent me that photo of you, i couldn’t help myself. you just looked so pretty.” tae whispers into your ear, trying his best to not have the others hear him. you realize what he had to “take care of.”

“you did that here? with everyone sitting in your living room?” you question, pointing towards your friends and around the house. he nods, “i need you so bad.” this whole time you’ve been trying to ignore the arousal that’s come over you, but the more those pretty, plump, lips of his talk the more you want him.

tae goes back to kissing your neck, his kisses being sloppier this time. you suddenly come back into reality, “tae.. we can’t right now, not here.” you say, looking around at your friends. jaliyah and namjoon are watching the movie, you’re surprised jaliyah isn’t sleeping. yoongi and jay aren't even paying attention to the movie, they’re having their conversation. and you assume the movie tae picked bored lai, she’s sound asleep in jungkooks arms. you smile at them for a second, seeing jungkook watch the movie, and then stop to look at lai, making sure she’s okay.

but suddenly, none of your friends matter anymore. tae picks your hand up and brings it down, down his chest, passing his stomach, and down to his clothes clock, he’s hard. you look at him, gasping a little. you’re shocked at how hard he is, you didn’t know a photo of you clothed can do this to him. he kisses your partly agape lips. “please y/n, i need you so bad right now.” “tae no, we can't.” you’re lying, you want to, you know that and your body knows that.

“please mommy, please,” tae says to you. he looks up at you, him still laying on top of you. he looks so pretty. him looking at you through his eyelashes, him subconsciously pouting at you. you get caught up in admiring him. your eyes trace over his face, starting from his forehead and going down to his lips. you stop and stare at his lips for a little, those pretty lips of his that have been all over your body. “i need you, mommy please.” tae says, doing that innocent face he makes. it drives you insane because you know he can’t control it. “come here.” you say, and he immediately does.

he moves as close to you as possible, you’re practically spooning him. you trace your hands from his sides down to his hips. you play with the waistband of his pants, taking a glance around the room. everything’s clear.

at this, you put your hands into taes boxers, him already leaking pre-cum. he whimpers at the softest touch. you begin to go up and down, being excessively slow at his tip. you feel his body shutter every time you touch his tip.

you move your hand up and down faster. you look down at him, you’re left in awe. his long, black hair is practically covering his eyes at this point. not that it mattered, taes eyes were squeezed shut. he switches from biting his lip to conceal his moans to his mouth dropping open and letting out shaky breaths.

you continue to move your hand up and down taes cock, every stroke sending him over the edge. you know he’s close, you can tell because his breathing quickens and he begins to let his beautiful whimpers fall out more and more. you loved the sounds he made, you had no other word to describe it other than pretty. everything about tae was pretty, he could sit and you’d think it’s the prettiest thing you’ve ever seen.

as far grows closer to his climax he slowly stops caring about the others knowing, at this, you take your unoccupied hand and close his mouth by pushing his chin, as gentle as you can. you trace the outline of his lips. “open.” you whisper to tae, which he does immediately. you put two fingers into his mouth, your pointer and middle finger to be specific. “suck.” you say and tae closes his mouth and sucks your fingers. you watch his mouth closely, letting him suck your fingers for a little.

after some time, you take your fingers out and you move your hand up and down taes cock as fast as you can. at this, he lets out the loudest gasp he has had all night. your hand instantly moved to his neck, choking him lightly. ironically, it’s the hand that was in taes mouth earlier, your two fingers still being wet. you squeeze his neck, not anything to hurt him of course. you whisper to him, “you gotta be quiet, handsome.” you say, smiling at him. he nods, “i’m close.” he says, out of breath. “i know.”

after some time, tae is fidgeting at your touches. you love how he gets under your touch. “i’m gonna cum.” tae whispers to you, kissing your neck subtly. you nod, moving your hand up and down his cock the way you know he likes it. “you look so pretty right now, god you’re so pretty. can i cum? can i cum my pretty girl?” tae says to you. you do nothing but smile and nod at him.

after one more stroke, you feel tae cum in your hand, his warm cum squirting into his pants and some running down your fingers. you take your hand out of his pants and you bring your cum stained hands to your lips, licking some of his cum off of it. taes eyes watch your mouth the entire time, his eyes shutting at your actions.

you pat his shoulder, pulling him out of his daze. “movies over.” you say. tae nods at you and gets up to go change, his pants being a cum filled mess. you go to the bathroom to wash your hands, not wanting to touch anything with taes cum on your hands. after washing your hands you go back to the living room, seeing everyone on the couch talking about the movie. you go sit next to jaliyah on the couch engaged in the conversation. tae comes back and sits next to you, wrapping his arm around you. jaliyah pats your shoulder and whispers into your ear, “me and namjoon saw everything.. nasty ass.” she says, smirking as she pulls back. you laugh at her and instantly turn shy. you didn’t take offense to what she said, knowing she’d do the same thing for namjoon.

you slap her should jokingly and lean back into taes arms. you’re not engaging in the conversation anymore, you’re just enjoying everyone’s company.

[jungkooks4evr]

can’t you see? | jjk

— your heart aches. not because of all the crying you’ve been doing, but because all you want in life is for him to see himself the way you do.

— includes: nothing too serious, extreme fluff, crying, gender neutral

you unlock your phone, seeing your home screen. it’s a photo of you and jungkook holding each other and smiling at each other like you both are the only thing that matters. it was a monday night and your boyfriends' weverse magazine came out. you always loved to hear jungkooks thoughts and whats goes on in that head of his. whenever he opened up in interviews or with friends or even with he’s with you it always manages to make you smile, you knew that he struggled with explaining his thoughts.

you open the link from weverse and it sends you to safari, you’re immediately welcomed by your beautiful boyfriend. you tilt your head to the side a bit and a smile blossoms on your face, he looks amazing. jungkook is laying on the ground, the camera being to the side of him. his head is laying on the inner side of his wrist. his hair is short and black, the style being similar to a bowl cut. his eyes look glossy as always and his lips perfectly plump and red.

you screenshot the photo and then scroll down skimming the magazine. you see the interviewer asks about the boys’ single, butter, and how well it’s doing.

the interviewer is asking jungkook tons of question about the boys music, which makes you happy. they ask jungkook about dynamite, singing in english, permission to dance, and more.

your smile drops as you read a question that was asked to jungkook. “couldn’t you be a little softer on yourself?” to which jungkook replies, “no. i have to think about the future many times throughout the day. for example, sometimes i spend a whole day doing whatever, but whenever i do, i regret it severely… i think i need to improve, whether it’s my singing or my hobbies—more than now, better than now.”

you shut your eyes after reading jungkooks words. you don’t know what pains you more, the fact that you can hear jungkook saying that exact thing or that you know everything he said is true.

everyone around jungkook knew he overworked himself and was way too hard on himself. hell, you didn’t even have to be close to him to know that. you take a deep breath and decide to keep reading the article, hoping it gets better from here.

a question comes up about jungkooks impact on communities, and jungkooks response makes your heart warm. he was one of the kindest people you knew. despite being part of the biggest boy group jungkook always managed to stay so humble, helping whoever he can along his way.

you get towards the ending of the magazine. you’ve seen various questions asking about army, concerts, bts 2021 muster, and the question you always dread. “what kind of person do you think you are now?” you hated when interviewers asked jungkook about his worth, his potential, who he is as a person, etc because you already knew his answer.

jungkook answers the question, “i’m, a lazy person.” your eyes begin to tear. “you’re being very hard on yourself.” the interviewer replies. jungkook replies with a lengthy answer but only one part of his answer sticking out to you most. “i’m really lazy, and—oh, i overthink things sometimes. i think more than people might expect…”

for some reason, at those words, you can’t help but cry. your house is silent, and all that can be heard is your light sniffing. you can’t help but cry over this. your mind is repeating jungkooks words over and over. your mind is replaying the memories of jungkook coming home from practice barely being able to stand. your mind is replaying the memory of you having to beg jungkook to stay home instead of practice because he was too overworked or having to beg jungkook to eat a meal before his comeback.

you begin to break down, your position going from standing to sitting on your cold floor. you can’t hear anything other than yourself. your eyes being suffocated by your breaths and sobs and your mind running crazy over jungkook. you feel a mixture of sadness and anger. you’re so caught up in your own emotions you don’t hear the door unlock, it’s jungkook.

he walks in, not reading the room yet. he takes his jacket off and throws it on the couch, making his way to your shared bedroom. jungkook couldn’t wait to see you, he imagined you waiting on the bed watching some stupid youtube video. he imagined laying down next to you and feeling all the stress from the day go away. but instead, he’s welcomed by you mid-break down on the ground.

you suddenly feel a warm embrace and you jump at that, lightly pushing them off to see who it is. you’re able to see the face you love so dearly. your eyes are red and extremely puffy, warm tears running down your red cheeks. you look at jungkook, he looks so handsome. you grab his face with your hands, one hand on one cheek. your hands slip the back of his neck, lightly playing with the hair that you’re able to feel. your thumbs lightly trace over his cheeks.

“are you okay?” jungkook finally asks, nibbling at his lip through anxiousness. you don’t answer him, instead, you can over his face. you see all the features you love about him. his beautiful, beautiful doe eyes that are filled with so much love right now. his eyes filled with an overwhelming amount of love and worry. you’re met with one of his gorgeous birthmarks. jungkook has seven birthmarks on his face. one by the outer corner of his eye, one right underneath his lip, one right above his nostril, one on the upper bridge of his nose. two on his cheek, one being on the upper side of his cheek and one being on the lower. and his last one being placed beside his jawline. after connecting the dots with jungkooks birthmarks, your eyes make their way to his lips. his gorgeous plump lips, your thumb lightly grazes over them.

jungkook backs up softly and says, “talk to me.” you meet his eyes and take a deep breath, not wanting to cry anymore while talking to him. “i wish you knew how perfect you are, kook. you constantly talk about how little you think you’re worth or how you’re not good at everything and you are, you’re so so good at everything you do. you leave me and thousands and thousands of people in awe after doing the simplest thing.” you need to take a second, you’re starting to cry again.

at this point, you don’t know why you’re crying. maybe it’s your love for jungkook. your love for jungkook has become so strong that you feel the things he does, seeing him hurt and stress over things that truly don’t matter only hurts you.

jungkook grabs the outside of your hand, not wanting your hand to drop from his face. you continue with what you were saying, “can’t you see that you mean so much to people? me, army, the boys, your family, the list goes on and on jungkook.” jungkooks eyes begin to water. you and jungkook didn’t talk about things like this. whenever you guys do, someone ends up yelling or crying.

“i don’t get how you can look at all the things you do and be unsatisfied with yourself. if only you can see yourself through my eyes.” you close your eyes and bring your forehead to jungkooks, shaking your head softly. “i’d do anything to change the way you think of yourself,” you say while pulling back a little and kissing his lips, “anything.” you finish off.

jungkook isn’t sure what to say. he can see your pain, how much this genuinely hurts you. he does nothing but brings you closer, closer than before. he holds you tighter than ever, his embrace telling you that he hears you and that he’ll try.

[jungkooks4evr]

it’s too quiet | jhs | m

— you wish you knew why this hurt you so much, he wasn’t yours to have…

— includes: slight fingering, cursing, gender neutral reader

he wasn’t answering his phone.

you called him over ten times, at least. you don’t know what the hell has gotten into him. you two were supposed to meet at your house and go out to eat, a nice hang out for the two of you. but hobi wasn’t answering.

yes, he technically didn’t have to answer you, you guys weren’t together. you two met during one of his practices. you were there to help support your cousin, an upcoming idol. honestly, you can’t remember what caused you and hobi to meet, all you know is you somehow migrated your way to some hot, sweaty men and dancing.. and then the next thing you knew you were hooking up with one of them! i mean what can you say, he looks amazing.

fast forward to now, you and hobi have agreed on friends with benefits. and honestly, you weren’t too happy with the idea. you have strong feelings for hobi, he’s all you can ever think about sometimes. you want nothing more than to be with him, but you understand why you can’t. in the end, you decided to agree with the friends with benefits because you’d rather have that than nothing at all. of course with this agreement means you both are allowed to sleep with other people. you haven’t been sleeping with anyone else, and you sure hope hobi hasn’t either. but you choose not to think about that.

at this point, you’ve been trying to reach hobi for over an hour.. and there was nothing. you decide to go to his house. what’s the worse that can happen? you grab your coat, put your jacket on, grab your keys and step out the door. as you walk down the stairs and head toward your garage you decide to call hobi one last time.

and of course.. no answer. so, you leave him a voicemail. “i’m not sure what the hell is going on but i’m coming over so fix whatever the fuck you’re doing.” you say.

once you’ve gotten to your car, you unlock the door and go inside, automatically starting the car and putting your seatbelt on. you connect your phone to car play and shuffle your playlist, a song by giveon playing.

although music is playing, you hear nothing. you can’t help but overthink. if we’re being honest, you were hurt by hobis actions. he’s never done anything like this, he’s one of the most caring people you know. regardless of whatever agreement you two have he’s always managed to make you feel cared about and has always managed to arrive for whatever plans you two have. so the fact that he’s acting like this stings a little.

fortunately, hobi doesn’t live that far from you. so you arrive at his place pretty quickly. you park your car and begin to make your way towards his front door. because of how constant you’re at his house, you know the code to his place. putting the code in, you unlock the door and make your way into his house.

it’s quiet.. too quiet. you walk into his living room, nothing. you walk past his kitchen, nothing. you walk up the stairs where his bedroom is at. it’s not until you’re halfway up the stairs until you hear a mixture of noises. for some reason, your heart drops.

you’re up the stairs at this point. you head towards hobis bedroom door. you go to open the door. the doorknob is cold. you’re warm all over and your heart is racing. you don’t know why you’re acting like this, maybe he’s fallen asleep.

everything’s silent again, you’re stuck in your head. but something snaps you out of your daze. a moan. this time, your heart drops for real. it was a girl. you always knew there was a possibility of hobi doing things with other people but you never wanted to face that, you wanted to enjoy your time together.

you twist the doorknob and walk in. the sight in front of you breaks your heart. hobis kneeling on his bed hovering over some girl. luckily, hobi has clothes on. he’s wearing what looks like a light salmon-colored t-shirt with a white windbreaker over it, pairing black shorts with it. and the girl.. she has everything on except her pants.

you’re frozen. you don’t know what to say or what to do. everything between the two is unfolding in front of you. his fingers in her, her laying on the bed moaning out loud while he’s kissing all over her neck. you don’t know what to say, so you cough. at that sound, everything stops.

the two jump, the girl quickly grabbing hobis comforter to cover the bottom half of her and hobi stands up and looks at you. “y/n? what are you doing here?” hobi asks you. you don’t realize it, but your eyes are tearing up. “what am i doing here? we had plans today how the fuck could you forget??” you respond to hobi, your tone sounding harsh. hobi seems speechless, he’s standing there looking at you dumbfounded. that makes you even madder.

“and you’re standing here staring at me like an idiot when i just walked in on your finger fucking some bitch!” you respond. at this point, you started to raise your voice and a few tears might have fallen down your face. “oh come on i know you’re not upset at that.” hobi says, chucking. every single thing he’s doing is sending you over the edge. you can’t wrap your head around why he’s acting like that.

he speaks again. “we aren’t together you know. you have no right to be upset right now.” he says, looking up and down as he talks to you. you can physically feel your heart shatter. he’s speaking in such a monotone voice, it’s like he doesn’t care. of course, you knew you two weren’t together, but him saying it aloud hurt.

there’s a moment of silence. hobi standing there looking back at you and whatever the hell her name is. you’re standing by the door still, looking everywhere except hobi. you don’t know why you haven’t left yet. “you’re right,” you say looking at hobi finally. he sees your state, how genuinely hurt you are and his face softens. “we aren’t together, you’re allowed to do whatever you want. so, i’m gonna leave.” nothing is said after that. you turn around and walk out of hobis room. everything is silent, so silent to where you can hear your heart beating.

your pace of breathing is echoing in your ears. each step you take down the stairs feels heavy. you finish walking down the stairs, past his kitchen, and through the living room to his front door. you make it back to your car and you turn around, expecting hobi to be following you, trying to explain himself. but he doesn’t. you’re leaving exactly how you arrived, alone.

you unlock your car door and you sit down in the drivers seat. you don’t start the car yet, you just sit there taking everything in. you wish you knew why you were crying, you can feel the warm tears fall down your face. you wish you knew why you felt so heartbroken over this. hobi wasn’t yours. he couldn’t ever be yours.

[jungkooks4evr]

why not both? | knj & ksj | m

— you and your step brother got along extremely well. you two were extremely close.. maybe a little too close.

— includes: smut, pwp, threesome, daddy kink, sir kink, spanking, crying, begging, oral (both f and m receiving), rough sex, female reader

your day started with the dreading sound of your alarm. you groan and roll onto your side, soaking in the feeling of your bed. you know you have to get up, but you don’t want to.

you finally roll out of bed and put your slippers on. you hated walking around the dorms without shoes on, who knows where peoples feet have been? you were lucky enough to get a room without a roommate, you probably would’ve hated college more if you had a roommate. you grab your keys and lock your door, always being cautious.

you look up to another one of the doors as you hear it open. you see two people, one girl one boy. him wearing some old t-shirt and plaid pajama pants and her wearing only her bra and some short shorts. you’re unsure of who the man is as he’s facing the girl right now giving her a goodbye kiss. as the door closes and the mystery man begins walking your way, to your surprise it’s no other than kim namjoon.

namjoon is the player of the campus. almost every girl has slept with him and the ones who haven’t slept with him sure as hell want to. you have yet to sleep with him. of course you want to, it’s namjoon! honestly you don’t know why you haven’t slept with him yet, you’ve had a crush on him since you started the school year.

namjoon looks up at you, smiling as you make eye contact with him. he looks you up and down, making sure to eye every curve on your body. you roll your eyes and wait for him to walk past you. you want him to want you, and although it’s clear that he does, you didn’t wanna give in.. yet.

once he’s walked past you, you begin to walk to the girls bathroom. once you’ve arrived, you start brushing your teeth and washing your face. once you’ve done that, you walk back to your dorm room to get ready for your day.

after some time, you’ve finished getting ready. today you are wearing a simple white t-shirt, some tan corduroy pants, and your black converse. you spray perfume on yourself and put on some rings as well as some lipgloss. you grab your bag and head out to your first class.

because of the classes you’ve taken in highschool, you don’t have that busy of a schedule. today you have an english class and after that you’re free until 3 for your last class of the day which is the class for your major. you’re majoring in business you can take over your mothers business. yes, you don’t need a degree for that but this way you’ll be prepared and know everything to help out in the best way possible.

you walk into your english class, ready to get it over with. as students begin to fill the classroom, you see someone who makes your heart throb. kim namjoon. yes, you knew he was in this class, you’ve been in it with him all year. but he still makes your heart throb every time. the little confident act you had earlier was all a lie, you’re trying to draw him in and you want it to work so bad.

the class begins and in between you writing notes from the lecture, you glance at namjoon. you can’t keep your eyes off him and he knows that. you catch him taking glances at you as well, his glances are protruding, they burn holes into your body.

after a long while, your hands begin to hurt from writing so much. you give yourself a break and look at namjoon again. this time, he’s man-spreading. you don’t know what it is about him sitting like that, but it’s driving you insane. his outfit is different in comparison to earlier. he’s wearing a pair of black shorts with a black t-shirt. his simple but powerful outfit concludes with black converse and a silver chain. his chain is sending you over the edge. fuck that, his thighs are sending you over the edge. you can’t help but imagine how riding his thighs would feel. you can already picture it, you trembling on his clenched wet thigh while he’s sitting back and looking at you. the thought is sending you over the edge.

apparently, the thought of riding namjoons thigh also made you forget your surroundings. you feel a tap on your shoulder which makes you jump ever so slightly. you look up to see namjoon standing beside you. “class is over.” he says. you blink and look around, he was right, everyone’s left. “oh, thank you.” you say to him as you start getting your stuff. he’s still standing beside you. “is there anything else?” you ask, looking at him. “i was wondering if you were busy after this? maybe we can watch a movie or something?” he says. you know you should go back to your dorm and study, but how can you refuse when he does that adorable smile that makes his lips disappear. “sure, let’s go back to my room.” you say as you smile at him.

as you and namjoon walk to your dorm room, you get a call. “one sec.” you say to namjoon. he nods as he takes a few steps back to give you your privacy. “hi hi hi i can’t talk right now, is everything okay?” you ask. on the phone was your step brother jin. you two have always been extremely close. you two met after your father passed away. your mom remarrying five years later. honestly, you weren’t bother by your mom remarrying, your father passed away when you were young so them being married wasn’t something you were attached to. because of your mom remarrying when you were young, you and jin practically grew up together. you two haven’t been able to see each other much, he decided to stay home with your family and help out as you went on to college.

“what’s gotten you so busy? i wanted to call to tell you i have a surprise for you.” jin says. he’s driving somewhere, you can hear the faint music in the back. “i would love to hear it but i’m.. im on my way to class! i have to go. love you” you say hanging up. you walk back over to namjoon, “this way.” you say as you continue to lead him to your room.

unbeknownst to you, jins surprise was to see you at your college. he’s been on the road for almost two days to see you. jin knew you were lying, he knows your schedule like the back of your hand. this was your free time, you have no classes right now. he decided to shrug it off.

you and namjoon finally got to your room. “make yourself at home.” you smile at him. he nods and takes his shoes off and sits on your bed. after taking your shoes off, you grab two bottles of water for him out of the mini fridge you brought from home. you hand it to him and he thanks you. “so.. what should we watch.” namjoon says as he grabs your laptop and begins to go onto netflix.

truthfully, this isn’t the first time you and namjoon have gotten together like this. you guys haven’t had sex yet. you’ve always watched a movie or helped him study but nothing more. but you definitely wanted to have sex with him. and today was the day you were going to get what you want. “i’ll choose.” you say. you pick a movie you know he doesn’t want to watch. “y/n seriously? you know i don’t wanna watch this.” he says. “but please? i really wanna watch this.” you say, he nods, giving in. you lied. you didn’t wanna watch this shit. but it was part of your plan. you press play, letting the movie begin.

you guys are maybe 30 minutes into the movie and you can’t contain yourself anymore. you decide to be bold today, you have nothing to lose anymore. “namjoon.. look at me.” you say, he does so. he turns his head towards you and you two just look into each other’s eyes. you catch him looking at your lips, then back to your eyes, and your lips again. “you wanna kiss me don’t you?” you ask. he nods. you give him the satisfaction and lean in to kiss him. honestly, you’re surprised. who would’ve thought that the player of the campus would be shy to initiate things.

sooner rather than later, the make out gets heated. your pants from earlier are long gone and so is namjoons shirt. his hands roam your hips and go up to the hem of your shirt. “take this off.” he says between kisses. you stop kissing him and take the shirt off. he groans as he sees your tits. he goes down and brings one of them into his mouth while he massages the other one. your head falls back and you let out a breathy moan. “these things were driving me insane during class.” you giggle, knowing you purposely didn’t wear a bra.

he starts kissing down your stomach up until your panties. he plays with the black lace on your underwear. he slowly pulls them off and he rubs your thighs while looking at how wet you are. “joon please.” you say. without responding, he goes down and does one smooth lick from your hole to your clit. his tongue is amazing. namjoon is tongue fucking you like he’s starving. he’s slurping up your juices and is groaning into you sending vibrations throughout your whole body. you’re a moaning mess under him, already on the verge of cumming.

what sends you over the edge is when he adds a finger in you while continually eating you out. your back arches and you can’t help but moan. you’re gonna cum and he knows it. “go ahead and cum on my tongue.” he switches his finger out with his tongues and begins to tongue fuck you again until you cum. you hear your door being unlocked but you can care less when you’re this close to your high.

your head starts spinning and your eyes shut as you feel yourself come to your release. at the same time as you cum, your door opens. surprisingly, whoever has come into your room lets your high calm down. you open your eyes again after catching your breath to see namjoon wiping his mouth. you smile at him.

“y/n?” a familiar voice says. your head shoots to the side as you see jin standing in front of your closed door. you grab your blanket cover and attempt to cover your body. “jin how the fuck did you get in here?” you ask. “you gave me a copy of your key.” he says nonchalantly. “right. but.. why are you here?” he laughs, “this was my surprise for you. but you’re too busy getting your pussy eaten out to care?” you’re shocked, what can he be so mad about? “jin. i don’t understand why you’re mad right now?” you say, sitting up. “i’m mad because you’re not supposed to be fucking someone like him,” jin says as he points to namjoon. for a second, you forgot he was here.

namjoon stands up. “woah woah i didn’t know that- no she’s not- wait what do you mean someone like me?” namjoon says to jin, confused about everything. honestly, you can’t even think straight right now. your mind is clouded with sex and confusion. all you know is you’re not finished, you want more and you want it bad.“why can’t i fuck both of you?” you say. they look at you, and then back at each other.

before you know it, both jin and namjoon are naked. you flip onto your stomach with your ass up, ready for them. you look back and see both namjoon and jin making their way towards you. namjoon sets himself up behind you, rubbing his tip onto your folds. jin stands in front of the bed where your face is, using your mouth.

as both boys fill you up, you feel insanely full. as namjoon is thrusting hard and rough into you, you can’t help but moan onto jins cock. sending vibrations within him.

everything you feel is blissful, even the sharp pain of namjoon smacking your ass. jin pulls himself out of your mouth and leans down to you. “he’s fucking you good?” he asks, looking at you with lust in his eyes. “yes sir” you respond. he caresses your cheek as namjoon continues to smack your ass. “count for me, how many is it now?” he asks you. “two.” you respond.

another smack. “three.” another. “four. five. six. seven. eight. nine. ten.” and finally, the slapping stops. jin kisses you. “you did so well.” he says to you. he stands back up and you look up at him, opening your mouth.

after what feels like forever, you’re gonna cum. you can tell the boys are gonna cum as well because both of their movements begin to get sloppy. “I’m gonna cum” jin says, and you do your best to bring him to his finish.

suddenly, you feel jin finish in your mouth. you let him ride his high out and all that can be heard from him is mumbled curse words. you swallow him and then take him out of you, sticking your tongue out to show him. he replaces his cock with his thumb.

your head falls back down as namjoon is still fucking you. namjoon lays on your back and whispers into your ear. “cum for daddy, you know that no one can fuck you like me.” at his words, you cum. you feel yourself clenching around him and that sends him over the edge. namjoon, unfortunately, pulls out of you and cums all over your back. you can barely feel it. your body is hot all over and your breathing is fast.

you’ve never thought that you’d fuck namjoon. well.. you’d never though that you’d fuck your step brother.

[jungkooks4evr]

kim namjoon:

↬ why not both?

you and your step brother got along extremely well. you two were extremely close.. maybe a little too close. (female reader, w/ ksj, m)

kim seokjin:

↬ why not both?

you and your step brother got along extremely well. you two were extremely close.. maybe a little too close. (female reader, w/ knj, m)

jung hoseok:

↬ it’s too quiet

you wish you knew why this hurt you so much, he wasn’t yours to have (gender neutral, slight m)

kim taehyung:

↬ please?

how could you ever say no to him? with that pretty mouth of his, and the pretty sounds coming out of his mouth. (female reader, m)

jeon jungkook:

↬ can’t you see?

your heart aches. not because of all the crying you’ve been doing, but because all you want in life is for him to see himself the way you do. (gender neutral)

↬ fresh air

he was your breath of fresh air when you needed him most. now you don’t know what you’d do without him. (gender neutral)