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sieran·
❛ the party is never late . ❜ thus begins the night . hand swiping at the glass being oh so graciously held out to him —– taking it with a swig to knock back first tension sitting PROPERLY upon shoulders . it doesn’t take effect right away but he acts like it as soon as he’s sitting down , unbuttoning the last button on his jacket and s m o o t h l y swiping back raven locks in one fluid motion . the day had been too long and his head ached with the bleeding memory of the nuisances that plagued a mind he considered to be quite beautiful . with that another chug to take away the slow aggression building . ❛ so what’re we CELEBRATING tonight ? wanting to kill a good portion of the human population ? good idea , i’ll drink to that . ❜
he wasn’t a particular angry person . but never had an outlet for it as a kid , so growing up he lost the will and w a n t to take it out on the necessary things —- like STRESS BALLS . though in his head anything could be a stress ball if you squeezed hard enough . he nudges the other male , eyebrow cocking with a simple tilt of the head . ❛ nah — but really , what’s got you all square shouldered and tight jawed ? ❜
always a jokester they were regardless the disrespectful hum that clouded around their ears. it wasn’t hard to ignore, but it was fairly easy to completely disregard sieran’s entering words. ears were far too perked && dedicated to eavesdropping. if there was one thing jungkook learned from his scammer days was that listening && waiting for scum to slip any valuable piece of gossip or information was crucial. instead of responding jungkook continued to quietly nurse the whiskey to his lips, each sip stung but there was no reaction on his expression. often coined for having his mind in the sky he let his mind stay there a little longer until ---- ah, && there it was. a piece of information that slipped, a subtle jab && disrespect towards the one && only sieran. his sweet friend that took time out of their busy day just to see him for a drink.
“ some guy in here just called you a pedophile. i didn’t know sumi was fifteen --- well, they said something about how she looks young ” letting out a small chuckle against the rim of his glass his fingers unexpectedly curled just a little tighter around it as he lowered his hand, turning his attention to his best friend now seated next to him. “ it’s the guy with the red hat --- i think. no promises on who said it exactly. ”
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@rvxeira // liked & liked
He glances up from the papers on his desk, head slightly tilted after hearing the knock at his door. Hardly anyone comes to see him, and he’s fine with that being the case generally. He gets most of his work done when he doesn’t have to converse with people, plus it’s not like anyone really talks to each other except for Taehyung and Jungkook anyways. Meaning he’s more than happy to stay out of conversations. Still, he’s not going to be unnecessarily rude to either of the two, he just doesn’t feel the need to create idle chit - chat with them. Getting up from his seat, he moves toward the door, giving it some time, after all he’s not the most talkative on the best of days so he needs to pluck up the DESIRE to speak. After giving himself a few moments’ silence, he finally opens it. There’s some surprise that comes to his features for a few moments at the sight of the younger. It’s rare that the leader comes to see him so specifically, & that happens to have him a bit confused. Usually when they meet it’s purely to discuss business, and when they do, it happens in namjoon’s his office.
After looking Jungkook up & down, he finally brings himself to speak, though it all feels a little strange in this particular circumstance. “ Y’ need something? I thought we weren’t meant t’ have a meeting til next week. ” Of course, something deeper down is telling him that this visit may not be anything to do with business, as much as he wishes it were. “ I can sort m’ stuff out now if y’ need to bring the meeting forward. ” He almost wants to push for it to be business, because anything ELSE would be far too much of a strain on him in this moment. Still, he’s got no idea how the kid will respond, so he’s left waiting on the answer from the other.
it came back again. the pain that pooled behind his ears, warning signals that halted him from moving much further throughout his days. when it came to headaches && even the most minor of one’s, the entire mansion exploded with worry when it came to jungkook --- at least that’s how it was before. now, with six men to care for that once cared for him, ignoring the pain had become second nature. there was no time for the now leader to falter, especially since he had flown away for many months ; there just simply was zero time to show any weakness. but today --- today was different. it was nearly nostalgic the feeling, throbbing through ear drums and wavering each step he took. finding stabilization with his side against the wall did he begin to push himself forward, the beating drowning down his thoughts ---- had he forgotten to taken his medicine today ? mindlessly, his hand curled && feet stalled before one particular door. one he once found himself effortlessly wandering into multiple times a day all the way up until mid last year when he severed it all, ruined it all, with selfishness. but there was no time for coherent thoughts, he simply just knocked && waited.
a click of the door, one swift movement && there they were. jungkook’s long time father figure, now shattered in a pool of his own greed. one last strong push that was left within him he separated from the wall to stand completely before them, head hanging forward as he stared down at his elder. “ y --- ” fuck it, he was tired && disoriented, he just needed them near. “ hyung. ” the desperation drips from his tongue, lips left agape after every word left. “ can you please just pet my hair ? like you used to. ”
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his body proportion is perfect
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#❛ sieran. ▪︎〖 a clap of thunder against the waves ; a friend from the spring days 〗#steorralily#thats my best fwend
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baby boy.
he wanted to act surprised . as if he didn’t see this entire thing coming , but he did — or it’s what he wanted anyways . though his plans were going to take effect later in the night under FLASHING lights and sweaty halloweenified people , but this ? this was better . voice is notable in the noises he makes , soft moans of something dark and DESIRABLE seeping in underneath his skin to that of being backed into their s h a r e d bed and practically manhandled onto it . the leader knowing ( and unknowing ) the things / kinks that made the slimmer male shiver . he’s breathing heavy now , dark hair splayed about the bed as a halo R E P R E S E N T I N G the opposite that was ( hopefully ) about to take place .
❛ and what are you gonna do about it ? ❜ he’s taunting , puffy red lips barely etched over a pearly moon . it’s a p a i n f u l waiting game , and he’s experiencing the SENSATIONS all over . the feeling of the heat build in his stomach , liking the weighted feeling of the TOWERING male bearing down on him with their hands as makeshift binds . he’s prey in this moment , doesn’t mind it , in fact welcomes it , but he likes to PLAY and likes to p u s h the other as far as he can . and maybe he’ll do just that . body wiggle’s —– just enough to free up more room for a leg to maybe bend at the knee , allowing bare tan thigh to rub against their own in a repetitive motion . ❛ all those eyes lingering , all those people thinking of naughty things — and all about me ? i think i like that . ❜ the soft silk of his voice practically slithered through the air .
that was it. the taunting he knew he’d pull out from their sinful lips had come to play. as they spoke he released them of their chains to begin unbuttoning at his jacket, letting it fall off his shoulders && reveal the glitters && glamour that had been robbed of their sight much earlier. a thin skin - tight mesh top tucked into his black jeans, but to add to the monochromatic look we’re several jewels && chains that hung around every part of his arms && torso. several necklaces hung from his neck, dangling && hanging over his chest to touch their own as he curled in closer, staring down at the other with some kind of feral look he couldn’t contain no longer. playful fingers found their chest, the tips etching over the subtle curves of their chest before carefully stepping up to the base of their neck. ----------- other people ? they had to be kidding him. no other man or woman was even worthy of looking at taehyung that way he did. && even then, jungkoook still couldn’t believe himself when he was reminded that they were his and ONLY his. their playful words added with the movement of themselves rotating in such a pleasing manner against himself had the heat pooling beneath constrictive clothes, had hair sticking to his forehead && teeth clenching tight.
“ so you WANT other people to fantasize about you ? ” just to clarify, he gave them a chance to reply --- but his hands didn’t. with the tiger leaking from the base of his fingers, the jaw of the feline clasped over the middle of their throat, squeezing ever so lightly as he shifted his weight to his knees against the bed by theirs sides. with an extra push he emphasized his strength with a sudden squeeze around their neck, body craning just a little deeper, though not far enough to kiss. “ and what about me ? you’re not satisfied with just me thinking of you like that ? ”
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sleepy baby
#taehyung. ▪︎〖 the butcher 〗#amsijang#this is tae every time kook wakes him up and is like lets go to work babe
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@steorralily
dressed from top to bottom in the nine’s, jungkook sat ever so rigid yet oh so comfortable on top the bar stool, hunched over the counter with his cell phone in hand. it was time for a working man’s retreat to the soothing touch of whiskey on the rocks, but before he could get away with the hard liquor in his hands he had to wait for his best friend come in --- or else that would just be sad. just when he thought to bitch at them with a text for being more than ten minutes late now his phone vibrated within palm, a message reading loud && clear that they had just parked && were about to enter. with that, jungkook waved the bartender over to order two whiskey on the rocks ; surely it had been a rough day for sieran too. it was always a rough day for the both of them.
the bell that hung over the door frame began to chime, signifying that another customer had waltzed their way into the building. a few murmurs here && there had jungkook’s lips curling into a small smile as he stared down at the two drinks he now had before him ---- he knew who had arrived, the filth that inhabited the bar were really afraid now. “ hey, you’re late. ” he didn’t even raise his voice, simply assumed sieran was close enough to hear. jungkook also assumed that they were close enough to offer out their drink towards them in the air with his left hand, the other nursing his own drink to his lips shortly after.
#❛ sieran. ▪︎〖 a clap of thunder against the waves ; a friend from the spring days 〗#steorralily#OUR BOYS
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please join me in screaming over this!!
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baby boy·
he loved dressing up . would argue that he looks g o o d in anything ( and everything and nothing all in the same breath ) but when he dressed up with chains dripping from him ? ——- it hit different . it CALLED for attention and he s o u g h t in quite easily due to features he always deemed to be rather nice . but oh —- the hands of the other , his fingers grazing over the warm flesh of his tiny waist and the way those VERY hands squeezed into him made him v i b r a t e . all the attention from them was that of what he craved . ❛ yeah ? ❜ he laughed lightly , tilting his head up slightly . hands raised from the coat to their face partially covered but the mask . ❛ that’s the point . and it’s a plus with the look you’re giving me . ❜
a kiss over the very mask . no fabric would stop him from giving the tiniest of kisses , and perhaps he should be dressing w a r m for the cold —— but he wouldn’t DARE ruin his costume . that — and his plan was to snuggle into the younger from the first sign of a C H I L L . ❛ my shawl is downstairs with the shoes . i’m ready when you are . ❜ a sweet hum of thought and those hands he felt before were still there with a grip so hauntingly tight it made breath hitch and the early beginnings of bumps trail along his spine . ❛ but we can’t exactly go a n y w h e r e if you’re still holding onto me as tight as you are . ❜ palms smooth over the other’s arms with something DARINGLY innocent .
they were speaking, he was sure of it, but the mindless obsession of the way their tiny waist felt between his hands had his body acting on instinct. rather than be the polite man he prided himself in being when it came to control && obedience, he began to falter. in one swift movement he made sure to flush their hips against one another, hands smoothing && snaking down the small of the back, following the delicious curves of their behind where his fingernails began to sink once more. there was no way he would allow for them to look this good --- they had their fun getting ready, now it was his turn to have his fun in undressing them. feet stumbled forward, the weight of his entirety forcing them to double back alongside him as he kept the momentum to a high. hungry lips devoured their own beneath the thin fabric of his mask, teeth tearing at the material in attempts to break through. frustrated, one hand left their back side to pull the mark below his chin before he continued, flesh on flesh && hand quick to return where it needed to be.
once a thud was heard, signifying that they indeed made a collision with the comfort of their bed, he quickly grabbed a hold of their hips once more before forcing their body hinge backwards before he could mount himself on top of them. hands quick to find their wrists, he anchored them above their head, his body looming over theirs as he stared down at his baby boy, disheveled && unprepared for the king’s attack. “ you look too good. ” was all he could muster to heave out, chest falling && rising at a dramatic rate. in this very moment jungkook, leader of bangtan ---- host of the party they were dressed for ---- could care less if they showed up an hour or two late.
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they love him , and care for him so much that even during his sleep ridden state — he’s still surprised . it had him wonder on numerous occasions how the leader could when not even he , HIMSELF knew of that kind of love from within . or from any other throughout life . and he ponders it as he blankly stares at each product when plucking them from the counter to stare at them . ❛ i want strawberries … – ❜ a lovely mumble from pouting red bitten lips . taehyung u s e d to eat differently , used to be able to maintain balanced meals but things CHANGE and he now needed help in making sure that starvation wasn’t right around the corner .
❛ no . ❜ but he’s still turning to face the other male . still practically falling into them with a quick kiss followed by arms around shoulders . where he proceeds to nuzzle into the warmth that he knew as home and safety . ❛ you don’t d e s e r v e kisses when you’re leaving me so early . ❜ a soft grumble of no MALICE behind all that he speaks . so he retreats from the embrace to stumble his way through the rest of the kitchen to locate all that would be NEEDED for the food . he may not know how to make more than cereal and rice but with all the practice he’s managed to memorize where everything was found . ❛ can i help you ? ❜ twisting his torso , arms that are SWALLOWED within the sleeves of the shirt succeeded in being able to successfully hold the blender .
with the weight of options placed over the island counter he knew that the sight alone could be something close to upsetting. immediately jungkook rustled the plastic bags into the palms of his hands before setting them aside in the reusable containers were they were kept, && afterwards he was quick to place every item purchased in their respective places throughout the kitchen. the call for strawberries though had him moving them to the sink last, where he carefully rinsed a handful, the pads of his thumbs delicately dancing over the prickling fruit before he grabbed one of the handy clean bowls from the dishwasher. setting the fruit in the ceramic nest he then set it in front of taehyung, offering a small smile before stealing yet another undeserving kiss ---- they were right. how dare the leader leave his love behind every morning to pay for the leisure's of their lives ; though he would never make a point of that.
next was going back to the fridge where he took out the ingredients he had just placed inside back out once more. though in smaller quanities, first taking out only the baby spinach leaves && bananas. “ if you want to help baby you’re more than welcome to, can you plug the blender in ? ” again, another shot of love leaped towards them in the form of his lips curved upwards. “ i’m gonna make a head start on these smoothies so they have some time to puree and settle before actually baking the rest of our breakfast. do you mind grabbing the protein powder from the pantry ? ” it didn’t matter how tedious these steps were to make sure there was an absolute balance of everything he needed ---- they needed ---- through out the day. jungkook would do it for taehyung over && over again.
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spellbound something - something. it was a place he had noticed before his half year long of disappearance, a restaurant that called out to him for no particular reason. the store - front was much like any other he had passed by from day to day, but for whatever reason this one just wouldn’t STOP being such a sore thumb before him with each passing day. enough had been enough && he decided to enter the location, first to judge it on it’s interior before moving towards what they had to offer. so politely had he been directed to a seat for one && instead of looking at the menus for meals he immediately flipped back to the desserts ; it was about time for a cheat meal. ordering what he deemed to be safe to drink --- some slush smoothie like substance from what it seemed with vanilla flavouring, loaded with herbs && vegetables he never heard of --- he then sat there waiting, scoping && observing the atmosphere of the entire place.
then, there it she was.
a certain sensation crawled from the lobes of his ears to the top of his head, a sudden electric current that happened so abruptly when he caught eye of HER. there had to be some logical explanation, a mind trick of anything, a bubble of memories bursting before him to take him back to far away days while sitting alone. leaning back into his seat he rubbed at both eyes with the back of one of his hands, taking his time to massage each eyelid before removing his hand once more --- she was still there, this wasn’t a dream. jungkook didn’t even notice the waitress had set down his drink before him, he only noticed when his hand drifted to rest on the counter && that’s when he sparked back to his senses, quietly apologizing ( for whatever reason ) && thanking the waitress that already began to make her rounds.
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taehyungie.
gold in glittering jewelry . and from where it hung , it accentuated and caressed the SOFTEST and tannest of body in the prettiest of ways . and he loved it . from the golden collar d r i p p i n g chains of similar color down to the golden cuffs LINKED up , presenting him in a fashion that has him beaming in utmost delight . and it M A T C H E S with the rest of him ;; the continuous draping of body chains over waist and shoulders to compliment that of the jewelry in his ears and the silky clothes OH SO delicately wrapped around hips . he’s pretty . he thinks . it’s why he wanted to dress up exactly like so .
❛ no fair . you already covered up . ❜ a pout over pretty pink lips , his eyes of which narrowing with the kohl and glitter lining them . the exit of the bathroom and in light steps is FOLLOWED by the tucking of hair brushing behind his left ear . crossing the distance of the threshold between the two —— albeit a tad disappointed that he hadn’t been given the c h a n c e to look and admire the other in all his beautiful glory . ❛ i know you’re not feeling the greatest about the costume but —– .. ❜ when he’s close enough he reaches out to tug at the jacket . ❛ but i bet you look AMAZING . — .. do i look okay ? ❜
in waiting he turned to keep his eyes fixated to the bathroom door, not wanting to miss a moments time of when the other first revealed their plentiful abundance of beauty that NO ONE would ever be worthy enough to gaze upon. not even himself. && as they exited he couldn’t find a reason to listen. he could tell their lips were moving but all sense had gone to his eyes, now famished, looking over every detail that accentuated && hung off the tiny curves of their body. in this ogling, lips fell agape, though thankfully his mask hid the impression they had given him --- though his eyes, his eyes told it all. then he’s swept away by the tug, snapping him into reality that they were in even closer proximity than before ; immediately he fumbled.
fighting for his balance he let out a nervous laugh, hands quick to hold onto their tiny waist to keep him somewhat grounded before he aligned himself perfecting once more. clearing his throat then craning his head about in attempts to release the tension building within, he held onto their waist a little tighter ---- MINE ---- his mind was already beginning to scramble. “ ah . . . you look --- way too good. but that’s a good thing. ” possessive fingertips curled in ever so slowly, already imprinting their skin as he had done many times before. jungkook wasn’t sure if they would be able to leave this room in time now.
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taehyungie.·
he swayed slightly , enough to knock him out of his nap that he desperately tried to AVOID so he could wait up for the other’s return . in his sloppy cross legged sitting stance he managed to not be very good at staying awake . he wasn’t f o n d of morning’s or early afternoon’s but weekends ( particularly saturday’s ) were their days and he WISHED to have as much time with jungkook as he possibly could . he managed to complain about it on any other day —- even attempting to cling onto them before leaving .
the door clicked . the shuffling of bags , shoes and the peak of a familiar voice . taehyung is quickly p e r k i n g up from the couch , practically tripping over the blanket ( he had taken from their room ) just to make his way towards the other . ❛ hi daddy , missed you . ❜ a mumble of the lips , rubbing at eyes with the back of his sweater paws . ❛ you always leave so early . ❜ a soft sigh with words being spoken to himself as he starts picking up one of the bags . placing it on the counter , thus continuing with the rest until he starts pulling items out one by one to help them . TRUTHFULLY ? he isn’t paying attention to what had been bought , just mindlessly ( tiredly so ) setting them down and separating each one . ❛ what’re you making today ? seems like a lot .. — it’s not a lot , right ? ❜
sleep was more of a challenge than anything for taehyung whenever he wasn’t around, but still he always seemed to find himself shocked whenever he came home to taehyung moping about in search for him. as they came closer he began to drift his attention away from the felines to his lover, knees straightening ; && just as he reached out for some affection the other had already plucked up one of the grocery bags && began walking into the kitchen. jungkook couldn’t help but let out an effortless chuckle, dumbfounded even, watching them hobble over to the other room before he quickly followed after with the last bag in hand. “ baby --- i missed you too --- you forgot to give me a kiss. ” he almost wanted to pout, but he had his time already to wake up, it was their turn now ; he just liked to poke a little fun during these lucid dream - like moments. setting the grocery bag he had in his own hand next to the one they were already unpacking, he followed suit in their steps, carefully taking out each ingredient and lining them up.
“ no baby, there’s not a lot, i promise. i also bought some stuff just to have around the house. ” reassuring the other was everything he was careful to do. the instant there was far too much quantity taehyung found every excuse in the book to ignore the pain churning in the pit of their stomach to NOT eat ----- jungkook couldn’t have that for THEIR safety && for himself. “ i’m going to make us a simple kale smoothie with almond milk, blueberries and bananas. then i’m going to make us some oat pancakes and if you want to add strawberries or whatever you’d like we can do that too, it’s not a problem baby. ” once finished setting them all down on the counter he shifted his hips to square next to them, one side leaning against the counter before he rested his hand to the small of their back. taking a moment to soak in their morning glory, the corners of his lips curved upward in admiration --- taehyungie was so cute in the morning. “ can i have a kiss now ? ”
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out of his comfort zone he dressed in jewelries draped over his torso, bracelets dangling from limbs, he stood before the body length mirror of his room to look at the costume taehyung had pined so desperately for. silk && shimmering materials were made for taehyung && their slim stature --- but for jungkook, he felt a little ridiculous. that wasn’t to say that he didn’t look good --- he knew he did --- it was just that he wasn’t ever one to parade outdoors like this. but it was a special night, halloween to be exact, && he needed to fit that beautiful theme taehyung had envisioned in their mind. anything to make them happy.
after one last strong look at his appearance from head to toe did he reach out for his outer wear. long trench coat jacket, a hat that wouldn’t ruin the amount of styling he had done && a mask over his face to protect his lips from the frost bitten weather welcoming outdoors. as he began buttoning himself up, watching himself do so so tentatively, he called out to taehyung in the bathroom who was still ( unsurprisingly ) getting ready for the evening. “ baby ? almost ready ? “ cautious to push, when it came to getting ready taehyung liked to take their time. “ just reminding you we gotta go in about --- “ a quick check of his cell phone ---- “ twenty minutes or so ? “
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