#{{ excuse him pls he is actually mumbling v v soft

[mythiccheroacademia]

Can you please do a fic where kirishima and kaminari turning into babies and reader have to take care of them but kaminari dont like reader for some strange reason and them resolved it🤩 sorry for bad English 😅

A/N: this was such a cute request! the characters as babies just makes my heart 😚🥰😍 I hope y’all enjoy this one! and your english is great btw!

Warnings: cuteness overload? and some cussing bc bakugo’s here. what do you expect?

Kirishima Eijirou: 

when you woke up to bakugo banging on your door, you knew it was going to be a weird day 

bakugo was notrious for being an early bird, but he usually kept that to himself. so why was he screaming outside your door at 6 in the freaking morning?

“y/n! you have ten seconds to open this fucking door before i—“

you swung the door open with the meanest glare you could muster, ready to cuss him out

“what the hell do you want—“

your voice catches in your throat when you see a sleeping black haired child, no older than two, curled up in his arms 

you stare at the baby

then you stare at bakugo

bakugo stares back in confusion

then it clicks

“IT’S NOT MY FUCKING BABY!!” he explodes

“LANGUAGE BAKUGO!”

“STOP FUC--I MEAN FREAKING ASSUMING THINGS”

you didnt get a chance to respond before he shoves the baby in your arms and tells you it’s kirishima who got hit by a quirk during his internship 

the teachers knew and left him with katsuki, but he couldnt take care of him today bc he had to go to his intership, and he didnt trust anyone else with the child

so that’s how you ended up alone with baby kiripima 🥺

you find out very quickly that kirishima was as energetic as ever, even as a baby 

the minute he wakes up, he nearly jumps out of bed and declares to the entire room 

“g’ mornin’!” 

then he glomps you with the biggest hug 

“y/n! we swol too-day!!”

you figured out that he knows who you are but that’s the extent to which he does 

either way, he’s very excited to spend the day with you 

he’s still extroverted even as a kid and loves being around his friends

when you took him around to meet everybody, he just gobbled up the attention. most importantly, he just loved your attention

he such a show off for you omg 

he’ll be “ultra manly” and clean his mess all by himself 

or when you try and help him wash his hands, he’ll stop you with a determined pout and go “i can do it!” and concentrate really hard on scrubbing his hands clean 

when you’d praise him for eating all his food he’d give you the biggest shark-tooth smile and cutely blush from your words

he still kind of stumbled when he walked but whenever he saw something cool, he’d take your hand and basically drag you with him, excitment in his steps 

and when you showed him the gym?

he was in L O V E 🤩

you may or may not have taken a couple pictures when you saw him attempt to lift a five pound weight 

bath time is fun and easy bc he’s too busy pretending to be a shark to really think about the fact that he’s getting clean

when you tell him it’s bed time, he doesn’t wanna sleep at first. but then you make a sad face and he instantly drops what he’s doing and hurriedly says,

“okay! okay! i sleep! see!?”

goes and gets his blanket and curls up in your bed bc he’s the goodest boy and it’s unmanly to make a pretty person sad!

he looks so small and fluffy that you literally wanna bawl your eyes out 

ahhh he’s just the cutest!!

you lie next to him and decide to take a nap too bc it’s been a long day 

before you fall asleep, you feel the small boy nuzzle into your chest and wrap his arms around your neck 

“night night. luh you,” he whispers before he starts to snore 

like 🥺🥺🥺

you could seriosuly die happy 

the next day, you wake up with a heavier arm around your shoulders. it’s so heavy that you can barely move and it confuses you 

when you open your eyes, you see that kirishima has gone back to normal 

and usually you’d be freaking out bc you may or may not have a small crush on him and now that he was normal sized, you were staunchly reminded of it

but when he pulls you in closer to his embrace, you can’t seem to care rn

for now, you’ll just enjoy this moment

Kaminari Denki:

“Y/N!! watch out!”

you were all kinds of confused when kaminari jumped in front of you to protect you from a villain’s quirk and he disappeared

and just when you were about to freak out, you heard small whimpers and cries 

you looked to the ground and saw that kaminari hadnt disappeared

your best friend just turned into a freaking two year old child 

and you dont think he likes you 

at all 

once you two were brought to safety, it was like denki finally took a good look at who was holding him and just

flipped shit 

he gives you a firm (but cute) frown that makes you blink in confusion

then he suddenly pushes his hands against your chest to try and get away 

“no! stop! i wanna go!”

at first, you thought he was scared so you attempted to soothe him but it’s no use

he’s admant on throwing his tiny temper tantrum

although, when recovery girl takes him to go get checked, he instantly calms down and smiles as she tells him how cute he his 

you can’t say you didnt feel your heart break just a little 💔💔💔

but youre determined to win over his affection bc wth? you’re supposed to be best friends! 

(read: you had a crush on older denki and you couldnt handle the fact that these might be his true feelings towards you and he might actually not like you)

so the entire day, you’re doing everything you can to make the kid at least acknowledge you 

right now, it’s the bakusquad that’s collectively taking care of him for the day, but you’re there to help

you try to tell him jokes babies could understand and he’ll just look at you and turn away 

mina told you that food was the best way to a guy’s heart so you made him his favorite (soft) food as a peace offering

and you were absolutely crushed when he stiffened up and refused to eat it until bakugo scared him into eating 

he turns away and you just 💔😞

after that, you sighed and gave up

you sorrowfully accepted the fact that denki just didnt like you :(

at least you now know your chances of being with him was nonexistent

you made up some excuse to leave the room bc you coudlnt take the heartbreak

everyone pretty much bought into it

all except denki who might have been a child, but he was still as perceptive as ever 

unbeknowest to you, denki didnt really dislike you 

the reason he was acting like a jerk was bc you put yourself in danger during the mission and he was so angry about it 

he didnt know how to confront these feelings so he just ignored you 

but when he saw the silver tears line your eyes, he felt so bad 😭

he didn’t know how to emotion™️

pls don’t leave him :(((

the emotions overwhelmed him so much to the point that he bursted out in tears and wasn’t cosoled by anything 

“come on, bro! what’s wrong!?” sero anxiously asked 

“y/n! i want y/n!”

he didnt have to say it twice 

the group basically shove him in your arms and youre confused when denki latches onto you like a life line bc did he just hate you three seconds ago?

despite your saddness, you comfort him by whispering sweet nothings in his ear and denki is instaneously consoled solely by your voice 

the crying takes a lot of energy from him and he can barely keep his eyes open

but before he sleeps, he softly says, “i wa’ scare-d. sowwy y/n”

again, you’re confused, but you were too tired to think about it so you decide to go to bed and deal with this tomorrow

it’s the next day and your face-to-face with a normal kaminari who’s obviously been awake for some time and looks petrified 

now that he’s older, you’re reminded of everything he put you through and you’re salty af about it

“you still hate me?” you sassily say 

denki’s face erupts in an embarrassed blush and youre surprised when he buries his head in your neck, holding you close to his chest 

without looking at you, he explains his true feelings for you in a really round about way

you pull his face back to look at him and as he sputters out apologies to you, you kiss is nose 

“you idiot. i like you too if that’s what you’re trying to say.”

denki stares before short-circuting and you just laugh as he mumbles happily to himself 

[calums--penguin]

hey could you write a luke imagine that’s kinda angst with a fluffy ending??

word count: 1.8k

warnings: cheating, swearing, angry luke & angst i guess

summary: you’re so sick of being in love with luke so you find a new boyfriend to distact yourself, but feelings don’t disappear overnight.

a/n: v cliche angst but i just wanted to write something so ;) and i haven’t done any 5sos writing in forever so this may suck so pls leave comments to tell me how i did thank u

Luke had never said he liked you, nor had he even given any indication that he had any feelings of attraction towards you. It didn’t take you long to realise that you had to move on despite your irrefutable feelings for the curly-haired man.

You were close friends, you always had been, you would hang out together and go to the movies but that’s all you would ever be. Friends.

Calum had told you countless times to make a move, that your feelings for each other were obvious but you refused to admit it. You were sure Luke had no romantic feelings towards you, the countless girls he flirted with in front of you was a clear notion of his feelings.

So you decided that the best way to move on was to find someone new, someone else who would capture your heart in the same way that he had. Unfortunately, you were unsuccessful in your venture.

You had found someone, his name was Chris, he was tall and muscular and would normally be everything you would look for. Apart from the fact that he wasn’t Luke.

Regardless of your confusing feelings, you decided to give it a shot. You knew your feelings wouldn’t go away as soon as you found someone new and so you decided to give yourself some time to move on, using your new boyfriend as help.

It wasn’t fair to date someone knowing you were still completely in love with somebody else but you did it anyway, no longer caring about the repercussions.  

Michael had decided to throw a party when they got back from tour. As much as you enjoyed spending time with the band and everyone else, the thought of introducing your new boyfriend to Luke was something you weren’t looking forward to at all.

Calum was the first to greet you when you got to the party, his voice strained as he shouted over the booming music but he was happy to see you. He was shocked to see your new boyfriend, his plans of getting you and Luke together suddenly came screeching to a halt.

“So, when did you two meet?” Calum asked, his bushy eyebrows making his confusion apparent.

“Just after you guys left for tour, I was getting lonely when you four were gone.” you laughed, smiling up at the man who had his arm loosely hung around your arm but was clearly paying no attention to the conversation.

“I’m gonna go get us some drinks,” Chris stated, stalking off into the crowd without another word.

Calum dragged you to a quieter part of the house, the music now muffled and the voices began to drown into a quiet murmur.

“What about Luke?” Calum asked, his voice almost sad.

“I came to realise that it was never gonna happen. I can’t sit around for the rest of my life hoping he’ll like me one day.” you sighed, your voice shaky and you hoped Calum wouldn’t notice.

“Y/N, I promise you that your feelings were mutual, he was just too stupid to realise it.”

Half of you wanted to believe him, believe that Luke did love you the way you loved him and that you two could live happily ever after. But the other half knew that if Luke really felt that way he would’ve told you instead of sleeping around with countless girls without giving you a second thought.

“I should go back, Chris is probably looking for me,” you said, not knowing if you could pursue this conversation any further.

Calum let out a defeated sigh, stepping aside and letting you leave. Your breathing was shaky and you wanted to go home before you bumped into anybody else who could question you about your feelings.

The vibrant party took over your senses once again when you found your way back to the main room. Your eyes scanned around, looking for Chris until you found him, sitting next to Luke and three girls you’d never seen before.

The girls were practically drooling over Luke and one was almost sitting on Chris’ lap. You’d told Chris about Luke, not about your feelings but just your friendship to not arouse any suspicion.

Luke spotted you from across the room, his eyes widening and he quickly excused himself, leaving Chris alone with the three girls. He made his way over to you, a warm smile on his face that never faltered.

“Hey,” he grinned, enveloping you in a hug which you graciously returned. The smell of his cologne filled your senses and your heart instantly began racing.

“Hi,” you smiled, your heart wrenching when you saw his soft blue eyes that you’d missed so much.

“Um, I met your friend,” he said, his smile faltering for a moment but you didn’t notice, you were too busy on bringing your breathing back to a normal pace.

“Yeah, he’s great,” you claimed, knowing he would never be able to make your heart race like Luke does.

“Did you bring him here to find him a girlfriend or?” he chuckled, not noticing the way your smile dropped or how your eyebrows furrowed.

“What?”

It was then that Luke noticed the change in behaviour, not realising what he’d said to make you so confused.

“Well, he came over and introduced himself as your friend and then almost instantly started chatting up almost every girl that walked past,” he said, his face now mirroring yours.

“Chris is my boyfriend.” you said plainly, a look of hurt masked your face and you could tell Luke was taken aback.

“Your boyfriend?” Luke spat, quickly spinning around to see Chris with girls falling off his arms. It was only then that you’d seen what Chris was doing when he thought you weren’t around, you’d been unable to see because Luke was blocking your view and you wished he still was.

You let out a shaky breath at the sight, Chris was evidently flirting with every girl that came his way and it was obvious he had no care about you anymore.

It wasn’t until Luke started walking towards Chris that you snapped back into reality. You called out to him but he paid no attention to you, his chest heaving with anger.

“You’ve been trying to fuck other girls when you have a girlfriend?” Luke growled, his jaw clenched and his hands were in a tight fist.

Chris looked up at Luke, visibly confused before he spotted you behind him. You were clearly upset but you refused to look at him, instead opting to grab onto Luke’s arm to pull him away from the situation.

Chris blabbered out excuses, none directed at you but rather at Luke who was growing increasingly angry. All of the girls had scattered when Luke came over, a couple giving you sympathetic looks before moving away to not get caught in the crossfire.

“Luke, please.” you whimpered, desperate to get him out of the situation before it escalated. The sound of your voice caught his attention and you could see his anger begin to dissipate.

“Fucking asshole,” he grunted, before grabbing onto your hand and pulling you out of the house. His long strides were hard to keep up with and you found your self jogging in order to keep up but he slowed down once you got outside into the cold, winter air.

You walked to the end of the road before you said anything, giving Luke enough time to calm down and you to pull yourself together.

“You didn’t need to do that,” you whispered, your voice low and soft in case Luke wasn’t fully calm yet. He completely disregarded your question, sitting down on a bench which you joined him on.

“Why did you get a boyfriend?” Luke asked, his voice seemingly calm but you could hear the bite in the question. He hadn’t looked at you since you’d pulled him away from Chris and it worried you to no extent.

“I wanted one,” you mumbled, unable to come up with a good excuse as to why you’d gone out of your way to get a boyfriend. You didn’t have the guts to tell him you’d gotten a boyfriend as a distraction from your feelings for him, you couldn’t take two heartbreaks in one night.

“Why him?” he murmured, his eyes finally meeting yours. His blue eyes were dark and he looked almost as hurt as you but you couldn’t figure out why. Before you could even get the chance to reply, he spoke up again. “You couldn’t have picked anyone better? Someone who actually loves you and would do anything for you. Someone who wouldn’t treat you like shit.”

“Like who?” you mumbled, expecting a friendly answer. You completely expected him to tell you about someone he’d met that he thought would be perfect for you, or recommend somebody like Calum or Ashton with a lame excuse about how you always got along so well with them. You would have never expected what he actually said.

“Like me. I would love you and cherish you but you had to go off and find some asshole who treats you like shit.” he growled, his anger not directed at you. He didn’t know who he was angry, whether it was himself for never making a move or the asshole who had taken the love of his life from him.

“You don’t love me,” you whispered, your eyes glazing with tears.

“Don’t say that.”

You were so completely and utterly confused, in your head you couldn’t come to believe that he would ever love you, not in the way you loved him. The only rational explanation you could think was that Calum had made him say this, that he was only saying it because Calum had guilted him into it.

“You don’t love me, not like that. You love me as a friend and that’s okay, you don’t have to lie to me to make me feel better.” you sighed, tears slipping down your face and onto the rough material of your jeans.

“I do love you. In the way that I want to be with you, in the way that seeing you with another guy makes my blood boil and in the way that I would kill to be the person you come home to everyday.”

His eyes pierced into you, tears slipping down his face in the same way as you. Your lip quivered and all you could do was study to him to see if he was genuine, that despite the fact he’d just professed his love you, you were still unsure.

“I’m in love with you, Luke.” you almost cried, your voice breaking and your breathing shaky.

“I’m in love with you too.” he murmured.

His hand cupped your cheek softly, pulling you in slowly and his lips met yours in a slow kiss. It was was soft and comforting, everything you’d ever dreamed of. Your hand tugged lightly on his curls and you had never been happier.

[bighit420ent]

Believe It

REQUESTED \ REQUESTS OPEN

hello!! may i pls request a yoongi fluff/smut ( if you do) where yoongis gf is wearing tight clothes (she normally wears lose) she's feeling insecure because she's curvy ( big boobs/thighs/butt and a bit of tummy chub) and she's getting stared at a lot (she thinks it's bad) and yoongi gets jealous and they about to do it (with the lights on for the first time) and she doesn't want him to see her. thank you!!! and sorry for it being so detailed lol oops

Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Shitty fluff and steamy smut

Summary: Yoongi loves you just the way you are, get it through your head.

Word count: 6,319

A/N: 1. This popped my request cherry, it’s funny because I had also read other people’s version of this before I got it lol I see you, I see you!

2. Yoongi is one of those people I have a hard time wrapping my head around, because I sincerely don’t believe he is the way we think he is. Hopefully it’s not too far fetched.

3. I’m awful at fluff. It took me so long to get the build up just right and incorporate to the best of my ability everything you wanted from your request. The smut literally took me one evening, the rest though...

4. Yoongi talking dirty gets me going, I hope it does for you too. I got so warm writing this shit, god fucking damn be prepared it’s filthy.

5. I got carried on at some point and it kinda turns sad and too real (I find).

6. I’ll proof read this later as it took so long to make, I didn’t want you to think I forgot about it. Enjoy!

"Is everything okay in here?" an obnoxiously high pitched voice echoed behind the pasty white door.

You let out a heavy puff of air as you straightened up, giving up on these jeans that wouldn't move past your thighs and ass. You cleared your throat, quickly passing your hand through your messed up bangs.

"I'm fine, thanks." you managed to weakly shout, staring at the crack at the bottom of the cabin, hoping for the clacking of the seller's heels to go away as you slipped out of the clothing.

You put your sweatpants back on and couldn't help staring at your body in the mirror wondering why it was so uncooperative with cute clothing as if it was its fault. It seemed like nothing you ever tried fit you well. It was either too short or too small, hugging your body in the weirdest of ways and accentuating everything you hated the most about it. You twisted your waist to the side, looking over that round butt that wouldn't allow any pants to fit you, damning the heavens for a world that worshiped bodies of the smallest sizes and forgetting to bless you with one. With a grunt of disgust, you gathered all the pieces you had taken to the fitting room in your arms, unlocking the door to find Yoongi on his phone, sitting on the bench next to your cabin. He quickly got up and looked at you from underneath his black cap casting a shadow over his face. You could tell he was confused by the slight crinkle between his eyebrows, wrinkling his delicate features as his eyebrow perked up. Pinching his black mask between his fingers, he tugged the fabric down to hug his sharp V line you envied so much.

"Is there nothing you like, babe?" he asked, pointing to the pile of clothes you dropped onto the fitting room counter.

You shyly shook your head no, a dry smile stretching your lips, trying to hide how unhappy you were with your body. Yoongi nodded, chewing on the inside of his cheek, slowly getting up from his seat, the dull thud of a final, forgotten, article of clothing resonating at last. Yoongi raised an eyebrow, picking up the burgundy piece of fabric from the floor and eyeing it carefully. You turned back towards him, wondering what was taking him so long, before remembering that last article of clothing you couldn't bring into the cabin with you because you had too many pieces already. You grabbed the skirt with a lack of enthusiasm that Yoongi couldn't help but notice as he handed you the piece.

"You're not gonna try that on?" he asked, suddenly disappointed at his turn.

"There's no point Yoongi. Let's go."

Your eyes widened as you felt resistance when trying to take the skirt from him. He walked up closer to you, barely pushing his body against your side, his warmth radiating through your shoulder where his chest grazed you. He leaned into your neck, softly pecking the smooth skin below your ear before backing off.

"Just try it on." he insisted with a slight shrug. "You loved it on the display." he softly added, wiggling the thing in his hands.

"It's probably not even gonna fit." you sighed, rolling your eyes at the rigid fabric of said skirt under your fingertips.

"Really?" he said a tad annoyed at your negative attitude.

He snaked his arm around your waist, gently squeezing at your love handles.

"There are more sizes if it one doesn't fit honey." he whispered barely hovering over your lips.

You were quick to dismiss his hand off your hips and snatched the skirt from him, your eyes narrowed from annoyance, but partly because you also felt like you'd regret it if you let this beautiful red pencil skirt slip because of your disappointment in the other clothes. Yoongi grinned as you took the steps towards the cabin again, walking back to his bench. You turned around to close and lock the door, but Yoongi slipped his hand in before you could, beckoning you to a kiss with his puckered lips. You leaned in and quickly pecked his lips, hoping that would be it, but he dove back in for another, whispering against your lips.

"Show me this one." he punctuated with another kiss. "I haven't seen your legs in a skirt in a while." he whispered lowly to you, his darkened brown irises hooked into yours as his bottom lip found refuge tucked under his top teeth.

You shook your head at him, only making his grin grow larger to a gummy smile as he removed himself from the frame, allowing you to close the door. You shrugged your joggings off to put the skirt on as quickly as possible, wanting to end this cyclical trigger of trying on clothes in hopes they would do your body justice. To your surprise, this one slid over your hips quite easily, but the back zipper gave you endless trouble trying to zip it up, twisting your wrist painfully. You resorted to calling Yoongi into your cabin to help you out.

"Baby, wouldn't it look better if you put it on like this?" he said as he yanked the skirt down, earning a surprised shriek from you.

Without an afterthought, he tucked your large white t-shirt into the pencil skirt and pulled it back up over your waist, pulling the neckline of the shirt considerably lower and the fabric sat uncomfortably close to your body. He zipped the skirt up without a problem and admired his work over your shoulder. You felt his heavy gaze as he eyed you up and down the mirror, his hands snaking their way around your hips and resting on your soft stomach. He pressed himself gently against your backside.

"Look at how beautiful you are..." he muttered under his breath, snuggling his face close to the side of yours.

Despite hearing his words loud and clear, you couldn't help but search for whatever he was seeing in the mirror. You tucked your hair behind your ear nervously as you eyed your t-shirt clinging weirdly to your breasts, making them look way bigger than they actually were. It made you uncomfortable how the skirt dug at your waist, making the extra fat around your hips bulge out a little more than usual and the curve of your hips way too pronounced to your taste. You closed your eyes and sighed, swallowing the lump of word vomit consisting of all your insecurities.

"I told you it wasn't going to fit me." you mumbled as you reached the back to unzip it.

Promptly, Yoongi placed his hands over yours, halting all of your movements so you wouldn't take the garment off.

"You're fucking delusional." he said as he pried your hands off.

He crossed his arms behind you as you examined the skirt a little more, turning and twisting yourself in all the angles you could possibly see and still failing to find the beautiful Yoongi saw. You pulled on the neckline of the shirt, trying to hide the cleavage that was peaking above the white fabric, then brought your hands down the side of your body, trying in vain to smooth all the shapes you didn't like.

"Your ass looks nice." he said matter-of-factly, breaking you out of your scrutiny.

You couldn't help but frown and reach to the poorly hidden roll just above your ass, running your hand over the slight bulge.

"Yeah, this doesn't." you said bitterly as you squeezed it.

Yoongi grunted and rolled his eyes.

"No one cares about that." he said as he reached to turn you to face him so you would stop picking yourself apart in the mirror.

He placed both of his hands on your butt, giving it a firm squeeze of reassurance.

"I do." you pouted.

"You shouldn't." he said biting his lip, relishing the soft feel of your plush backside bulging between his grabby fingers.

"Easy for you to say, you're as skinny as a twig." you spoke before thinking, regretting it as soon as the words left your mouth.

Yoongi raised his eyebrows at your bold words, backing away from you and removing his hands from your body.

"Excuse you????" he asked, confused and insulted.

"That's not what I meant to say." you said, grinding your teeth as you replayed your harsh words in your mind.  

"Then what are you trying to say babe? You're making me nuts here." he said with a sigh of disbelief.

You reached up, placing both of your hands on his chest as you pressed your forehead against his collar bones. You could feel your cheeks seizing up as tears welled up behind your eyes. You squeezed them shut tightly, to keep yourself from bursting into tears as you gathered the words to express your feelings.

"I'm sorry..." you began, already feeling a weight lifted off your shoulders. "It's just... nothing ever fits me here and it's making me feel inadequate." you mumbled.

Yoongi scoffed, reaching your cheeks to cup your face up. He swiped his thumbs under your eyes as you opened them to find him looking hard at you. Quickly the faint salty drops disappeared from your skin, softening your boyfriend's expression as he spoke.

"The clothes are inadequate you mean."

You swallowed the lump in your throat, taking a deep breath to calm yourself as you nodded, scoffing at your turn, feeling a little ridiculous as a nervous smile stretched your lips. Yoongi's eyes lowered to your lips as he inched closer.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. You should start believing it." he whispered before his lips gently found yours.

Your eyes closed on their own as he molded his perfect lips to yours, making all of your worries vanish. Your breath hitched as you felt him step forward, pressing his entire body against yours, his hands lowered from your face to rest at your hips, locking you firmly into his embrace. His lips parted slightly, sucking at your bottom one, sending nice tingles all around your body. Instinctively, you wrapped your arms around his neck, inviting him to deepen the kiss and devour you here and there. A deep chuckle echoed in his throat as he moved back, his tongue tucked between his teeth as his eyes skimmed over your face quickly. He obliged to your oh so inviting request as you slid your fingers through his dark navy hair, tugging him closer. He tilted his head to the right, pressing his lips hungrily against yours and backing your body against the wall. You gasped as your back hit the cold wall, gasping and arching your body towards Yoongi to avoid the glacial contact. He smirked and quickly dipped his tongue into your mouth to brush against your pink muscle tenderly. You reciprocated the gesture, daringly flicking back, angling yourself so you could take more of him into your mouth if possible. Your boyfriend groaned into the kiss as he reached around to grab your ass once more to press you firmly against him. You moaned softly as you felt the hardness between his legs against your pelvis and melted against his body, feeling the surge of lust emanate from your core. He slowly pulled away, flicking his tongue below your top lip, pressing softer kisses to it in contrast to the previously aggressive ones. You huffed, sliding your hands from his neck down to his chest, gently running your hands up and down. He flicked his tongue against your top lip, teasing you until you opened your eyes. He wiggled his eyebrows at you and you instantly felt your face flush, your eyes darting down to stare at the floor. He scoffed and leaned down into the crook of your neck, softly nipping at your skin all the way up to your ear which he playfully licked the lobe.

"Let's take this home." he growled lowly, grinding himself against your hips.

You sheepishly nodded a yes with a soft mewl, chewing on your bottom lip as he painfully peeled himself away, grabbing your joggings to toss over his shoulder, hand already on the door lock.

"Keep this on." he said sternly, hinting to the skirt.

You were about to contest, but he shushed you with his simple predatory look over his shoulder.

"I'm tearing it off of you once we get there."

Without a word he opened the door and nonchalantly walked out, leaving you to grab your hoodie and purse, quickly slipping your shoes back on and pacing to reach him.

You thought you had lost him until you heard his voice a few rack of clothes away. You found him talking to Hoseok who you greeted very quickly as you didn't want to disturb their on-going conversation. He reached his hand out, absent-mindedly, beckoning your to stand closer to his side so he could sneak his hand around your waist. He was nodding to whatever Hoseok was telling him, gently squeezing your side. After a slight pause in their conversation, he turned to you and quickly pecked your temple.

"Wait for me at the register okay? I'll be right there." he said, pointing to the register in his sight and placing a kiss to your cheek before letting you go.

You grabbed the two shirts he planned on buying and made your way to the register. The cashier quickly looked you up and down while you were behind his current customer as you looked over your shoulder to Yoongi, biting your lips, your mind running wild as he looked so beautiful standing there and doing nothing. He didn't spare you a glance, too invested in his conversation, but it didn’t stop your from smiling sheepishly.

"Ma'am?" the cashier's soft voice spoke, snapping you back to reality.

You sharply turned your head back towards the counter, smiling nicely, turning a slight shade of red, embarrassed by your zoning out. The cashier giggled at you as you placed your things on the counter. He started scanning and folding the delicate clothes under your shy stare.

"Did you find everything you needed today?" he started his typical cashier questionnaire, smiling softly at you, his gaze running over your chest ever so subtly.

You nodded as he gave you your total, a slight blush heating your cheeks again at the unwelcomed stare. Suddenly, you remembered the skirt you had on, backing away from the counter and bringing a finger to your lip.

"Actually, this too please." you said, shyly showcasing the skirt, unsure how you were supposed to have him charge that.

The cashier bit his lip, his eyes skirting the outline of your round butt.

"Oh, it's a really pretty skirt on you, great choice. I will need the tag then, please. " he said, quickly averting his lingering gaze to a more appropriate place on your face, a slight smirk on his face.

You looked around yourself unable to find said tag as it was probably in your back. Finally, Yoongi showed up, shooting icicles to the obvious cashier through his glacial stare. He placed himself unnecessarily close to your backside, his fingertips finding their way onto your hip to signal you it was him. He ran his tongue on the inside of his bottom lip, his squinted eyes still glued to the cashier.

"I'll get that." he practically barked just before the cashier offered to retrieve the tag.

You nodded and Yoongi made sure to brush your ass tenderly with the back of his fingers as he undid the safety pin to retrieve a black tag. Your boyfriend ran his free hand down your hip as he peeked at the tag to make sure it was the one. He threw the black cardboard over his shoulder, his free hand searching for the right tag with the barcode, needlessly feeling your flesh for said tag. He cockily perked his eyebrow up to the cashier as his hand found the piece of paper, firmly tugging to rip it off, catching you off guard.

"Got it." he said, carelessly throwing the paper to the speechless cashier.

You frowned and looked up at your boyfriend, disapproving of his rudeness. He sniffed and gave you a look as to say his actions were justified. He walked up to the counter, reaching in his back pocket for his wallet as the cashier recalculated the total. You held onto the counter as you crouched to retrieve the tag Yoongi threw on the floor, gently putting it down next to the register and crossed your arms, shaking your head at your boyfriend. As he inserted his chip in the reader, he leaned to your ear, keeping his eye on the machine as he entered his pin.

"You flirt with the cashier now?" he mumbled really low, his voice almost gravelly and his warm breath breaking upon your sensitive skin and making your shiver.

He put his card back into his wallet and grabbed the bag after the cashier shoved the receipt in there and turned around, ready to leave. You flashed a fake smile to the cashier, muttering a quick thank you before getting back to your boyfriend, slightly shoving him to the side, but he didn't react or soften.

"What was that?" you asked, mindful not to speak too loud as you were not yet out of the store. "He was just being nice!"

He deeply scoffed at your obliviousness as he held the door for you to walk out of.

"You should've seen the way he looked at you." he said, disgusted. "Filthy."

"Yoongi!" you exclaimed as you stepped out, turning around.

He grinned and followed you through the door, leaning his body over yours, not stilling his walk so you'd have to walk backwards with him. He bit his lip and slightly lifted his head, looking down at you through lidded eyes.

"Not as filthy as what I'm gonna do to you once we get home though..." he said, leaning his head to the side, giving you a lustful look.

You blushed crazily and slapped his chest innocently, turning your back to him, trying to ignore the pooling wetness between your legs in anticipation of his next moves as you walked back to the car.

The car ride home was very quiet and kept together, his hand on your knee not doing anything and driving you crazy by the minute as the sun set beautifully across the busy road. You just wanted to feel his hands on you, but didn't say anything, looking distractedly out the window. Maybe he had changed his mind after all...

You followed him closely to your apartment to which he punched the code and then followed you in. You dropped your purse on the table while kicking your shoes into the corner, watching Yoongi do the same. You took a few steps towards him, running a hand over his hard stomach, trying to get his attention as he was looking quite seriously at his phone. You watched his moist ajar lips as he read what was on the screen, throwing the bag of clothes on the table next to your things. You imagined them on you, sucking faint hickies onto your neck or better, working their magic between your legs. You let your hand run down over his belt, trying to send a message as you nuzzled his back. Yoongi did not react making you feel defeated that you couldn't get his attention. You sighed, suddenly feeling tired as you took your hands off his body. He was probably worried about his work now, whatever Hoseok and him were talking about probably continuing in text form and taking all of his attention away from you. Yoongi stepped on his heels to take his shoes off as you tipped toed to place a lone, sad peck on his cheek. His work was more important, right... ?

"I'm going to take a nap... I feel tired." you said dragging your feet away from him and towards your bed room.

"I'll be right there babe." he said, typing away at his phone.

You sighed, pushing the door that you didn't remember being so heavy all of a sudden. You sat on the edge of your bed, feeling down about not even being able to keep your boyfriend interested in sex with you hard enough or for long enough. Today seemed to have not been your day self-esteem wise, something new always rising up to make you feel shitty. You crawled to the top of the bed, grabbing your phone and lying down in a fetal position, mindlessly browsing your phone, trying to keep the nasty thoughts away.

Yoongi pushed the door with a heavy sigh, flicking the light switch on and throwing his phone on the dresser along with the mask on his face. He readjusted the cap on his head as he watched you turn yourself onto your right, eyeing your phone, ignoring his presence. He smiled softly, approaching the foot of the bed and kneeling on it. The slight dip in the mattress caught you off guard, your body jolting towards the movement. You barely spared Yoongi a smile before he reached for your left knee, trying to pry your legs open so he could nestle between them. Seeing your resistance, he pulled a little harder, turning you onto your back. You let your arms fall lifeless to your sides as he ran both of his hands down your smooth calves. He leaned down and kissed the top of your bent knees.

"You're really too tired babe?" he mumbled against your skin.

You watched him as he slid his hands back up to your knees, gently pulling them away from each other. His eyelashes brushed against his cheek as he placed more kisses on the inside of your thigh, close to your knee. He looked up at you for an answer, but you only turned your head to the other side. He hummed and moved up the bed until his hips were well in between your thighs, your skirt hitched up just enough, so his face was level to yours. He reached up and flipped his cap backwards, leaning into your neck, kissing your soft skin and breathing in your sweet perfume.

"And to say I really wanted to have you cum all over my face..."

His nose dug behind your ear as his lips sucked your skin gently. You closed your eyes, finding Yoongi's advances effective in rushing a familiar heat through your body.

"Yoongi..." you moaned breathily.

He chuckled before dragging his sharp tongue along the shell of your ear.

"Would you like that, princess?" he said lifting his head up to look at you.

He cocked his head to the side, waiting for a reaction from you, but only getting your slowed down and deep breaths as an answer. He ran his right hand along the outside of your left thigh, sliding his hand below the skirt he had just bought you. His trail of kisses followed along your jaw the further up his hand ran down your skirt.

"Does that sound good baby?" he said, hooking two fingers into the side of your panties. "Nothing would please me more than to eat you out."

You moaned audibly as he gently tugged at your panties. He smirked, feeling himself twitch in his pants as your voice echoed in his ears. Your breath hitched as he slowly inched the fabric down your thigh, turning your head towards him, looking at him with heavy lust filled eyes. A soft and low laugh echoed in his throat as he smiled to himself that he got you to want him again. Your boyfriend straightened up and kneeled between your knees, reaching is second hand under your skirt to grab at your panties. He peeled them off your legs, scrunching the wet fabric in his hand before throwing it somewhere.

Your body relaxed and melted into the mattress as he adventurously slid his fingers between your soft thighs, dragging his index finger between your folds from the bottom to the top, collecting some of your fluids to spread around. He rubbed gentle circles on your clit, having you already moaning effortlessly at his ministrations. Yoongi grinned before taking his soaked finger back and slipping it into his mouth. He sucked his finger, humming in satisfaction when your familiar taste found his tongue.

"So fucking good." he groaned as he licked his finger clean.

He leaned down onto the bed, slipping his left hand under your right knee to hitch it up the bed over his shoulder, assuming his favorite pussy eating position. He slowly hitched your skirt up to your waist.

"Yoongi... the lights..." you moaned, reaching to hold the skirt down.

He quickly swatted your hand away, pushing the skirt all the way up again until you were exposed freely for him to see and drink in the sight.

"No." Yoongi said, licking his lips.

Suddenly embarrassed your eyes opened, a deep shade of red flushing your face as you found him staring right down at your pussy while he dragged his right index over your puffy lips, having you shivering above him.

"Seriously... turn them off." you insisted, gasping at the end as he slipped a digit easily into your heat.

You squirmed as he pumped it in and out once, taking it out completely to smear more of your juices everywhere. He leaned on the inside of your thigh, placing soft sloppy kisses on your skin.

"Not today babe. I want to see you." he said caressing your clit up and down, his eyes flicking between your face and your pussy. "All of you..." he added as he used his middle finger and index to push and spread your folds wide apart, exposing all of you for him to see, his mouth watering at your pinkness.

Your mouth hung open as the cold air met with your hot core, but a high pitched cry crossed your lips as Yoongi attached his to your clit, moving his fingers down to your entrance. He kissed and flicked his tongue up your clit as he slipped his middle finger into your heat, reaching as far as his finger would allow. He angled his head to the side, allowing his tongue to move diagonally on your love button, stroking you in just the right way to have your body tingling all over. He kept a matching slow and steady speed with his strokes over your clit and the back and forth of his finger, the only noise being the squelch of the juices your tightness oozed as he pumped in and out. He backed away from your clit for a few seconds, admiring the flush on your face as you looked down at him eating you out. As your gaze met, you felt extra embarrassed and grabbed a pillow to throw over your face and moan into. He chuckled and with his free hand reached up to tear the pillow away from your face. He decided to add his index to his middle finger, sliding it in cheekily, not interrupting his rhythm and watching as you bit on your bottom lip hard, holding your moans in.

"Stop it, you're so beautiful like this." he said, placing a kiss on your clit.

He sucked the bud in between his lips before placing an open mouth kiss to it, flicking his tongue over it as his fingers curled into of you to brush against you g-spot. You let out a moan that was way louder than you intended it to, having him smile against you, feeling you slowly losing it around his finger, sporadic contractions letting him know you could cum at any of his next moves now. He gave your clit a few fast kitten licks before lowering his tongue to trace the rim of your entrance as he pumped his fingers in and out, collecting the cream that piled on the outside. He moved back humming at your particular taste and licking his lips watching his fingers enter you repeatedly, the sight very erotic.

"You're so tight baby, I can't tell if I want you to cum on my face or around my cock anymore." he said, readjusting his cap with his free hand, getting his bangs tucked correctly under the fabric.

You looked up at him, pumping his fingers in and out of you before throwing your head back again, his words pushing you more and more towards your release. He pushed his fingers all the way inside you, curling them up hard against your spot, flexing his fingers up and down while he skillfully used his thumb to brush side to side over your clit. He watched as you slowly started losing in.

"Hmmm baby, are you gonna cum?" he asked despite knowing the answer. "You make me so fucking hard baby." he said, reaching his left hand down to stroke himself through his pants.

"Ah, Yoongi don't stop..." you said, feeling your insides tangle up.

Your boyfriend smirked, slipping his left hand under your right knee and pulling it up towards your chest, exposing more of you.

"I didn't even get to eat your ass baby and here you are cumming already." he said, a pout adorning his features before he lowered himself between your legs again. "What am I gonna do with you..." he muttered before licking your asshole up to your clit in one go having you arch your back off the mattress.

He kissed the inside of your thigh all the way down to your ass where he let his tongue circle the rim of your hole as he pushed your leg further up, digging the knuckles of his right hand into your pussy.

"Cum for me baby, I want to lick you all up." he groaned against you.

He pushed harder into you, his thumb stroking you just a bit faster as the coil in your stomach snapped and your orgasm rippled through you in several delightful waves having you seeing stars behind your closed eyes, mouth agape and singing Yoongi's name over and over. You cussed as you repeatedly squeezed around his fingers, the feeling of his tongue rimming you, his thumb stroking your clit and his fingers putting the right amount of pressure into you heavenly.

"Good girl." he said, flattening his tongue on your asshole and promptly removing his soaked fingers from your core.

Moans caught in your throat as he relocated his hand on your pelvis, hooking it under your right leg to use his two fingers to stroke your clit faster as he lapped the leaking juice from your pussy to your ass in long strips, occasionally dipping his tongue into your heat and sucking everything your had to offer. He reeled you into a second successive orgasm as his fingers stroke you to over sensitivity crying out his name and clamping your legs softly on either side of his face. He smirked, removing his fingers from your sensitive bud, but still pushing both of your leg up so keep his tongue into your pussy, drinking your flowing juices.

"Ahh Yoongi, stop, stop, it's too much." you cried, fighting the against the split of his hands.

With one last suck, letting your lips slip out of his, he backed away, satisfied with how spent you seemed. You melted into the mattress still feeling some random spasms in your pussy as your orgasm faded away leaving behind this dull euphoria you loved to bask in. Yoongi licked the remnants of you off his fingers, kneeling between your feet that he gently placed back onto the mattress. Your knees fell close as you tried to catch your breath. You managed to open your eyes and see Yoongi struggling to pop the bottom of his jeans loose. You threw your head back into the bed.

"Babe, I'm fucking spent." you managed to croak, reaching a hand up to brush your sticky bangs out of your face.

He chuckled, kneeling up to lower the zip of his constraining jeans. He pushed your legs down and climbed on top of you, his knees on each side of your body.

"I knooooow..." he cooed as he sat on your lower stomach. "I wore you out huh?" he said leaning down on you, standing on all fours.

He pressed his lips against yours hungrily, making you taste yourself as you lazily reciprocated the kiss, his tongue sliding against your tongue and messily sharing your body fluids. He sucked on your bottom lip as he pulled away, leaning onto the side of your face and licking the slight trail of drool that had escaped your lips. He kissed along your jaw.

"I'm too sensitive to have you in me Yoongi..." you moaned feeling a little disappointed in not getting his cock within your tight walls.

"I had other plans for this load baby..." he said as he pressed open mouth kisses to the side of your neck.

He straightened up and shot you a cocky look while you furrowed your brows together, wondering what he had in mind until he suddenly reached under his hips and grabbed two handfuls of your t-shirt, yanking it up and over your head swiftly. He bit his lips as he uncovered your breast and ran his big hands over them, grabbing each tit hungrily and squeezing them together, eyeing the inviting cleavage below the cute black bra. Your eyes widened as you caught his drift when he slipped his hands under the straps to lower them off of your shoulders. He grabbed both of your breasts again, kneading the softness between his fingers as they softly slipped out of their cups, exposing your hardened nipples to the cold air. He lowered himself to your neck again, licking his way down to your breasts before taking a nipple softly between his teeth, having you writhe beneath him as you were still so sensitive all over.

"Your tits are so juicy babe, let me fuck them." he said as he pulled on the hardened nub, letting it bounce back to your chest.

You moaned and nodded, eagerly pulling his pants down to free his erection that was painfully hard and wanting to be touched. He shuddered as you ran a hand over his shaft, earning a soft whimper from him. You quickly used both of your hands to stroke his length, twisting your wrist to provide maximum friction for him. His face contorted in a painfully pleasurable expression before he almost collapsed on top of you, holding himself up with his hands on either side of your head, thrusting unconsciously into your hand. His cock was so close to your face you couldn't help but reach up with your lips, barely sucking the tip into your mouth, tasting the hefty amount of pre-cum that had collected around it. He grunted, the muscles in his stomach sinking in as they contracted.

"Ugh babe I'm not going to be able to if you keep doing that." he said as he ran his hand through your hair.

You looked up at him through your lashes as he cracked his eyes open to stare back at you.

"I can't help it, I love your cock so much, I just want to taste you too..." you said, flicking your tongue against his tip again.

"Ah, fu-" he started, but didn't finish his cuss as he shot a little cum on your bottom lip by mistake, unable to contain himself.

You chuckled, running your tongue over your lip, failing to collect all of it and still having a faint white line on your chin.

"Yoongi..." you whined as you swallowed his bitter taste.

"Ah, fuck it." he said straightening up, slipping his cock out of your hands and into his own, jacking himself off to completion over your chest.

His mouth hung open as he spurted thick ropes of white of cum on your tits, getting off on painting you with his warm seeds. He bent over, shooting his load messily onto part of your face as you hungrily kept your mouth open for him. He squeezed his length until the last drops landed on your parted lips. You teasingly wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock, sucking softly and making him groan in sensitivity tasting the last of his semen before you pulled away, swallowing whatever had landed in your mouth earlier. He lifted his shirt off his body, messily throwing his cap away in the process and got up on the bed to remove his pants and boxers all together. He grabbed your shirt hanging on the edge of the bed and balled it in his hands his eyes looking over your cum covered self one last time. He ran the back of his index finger over your chin, collecting his cum and bringing it up to your lips. You gladly accepted his finger and sucked on it.

"This is so hot." he said, catching his breath.

"I'm sorry you didn't get to do what you wanted..." you said a disappointed smile tugging your lips to the right as he took his finger back.

Yoongi's shoulders deflated with a heavy sigh. He started using your shirt to wipe himself off of you.

"Can you stop it already? Can't you see that whatever you do, whatever you wear you make me go crazy?" he said as he gently passed the t-shirt below your neck. "My mind is hazy when you're around."

He ran the t-shirt across your chest, drying it to the best of his ability.

"My dick between your tits or not, you are the one that makes me nut this hard, because I love you for who you are."

He rolled himself off of you, tossing the soiled t-shirt away and quickly working at your bra and skirt to take them off and have your soft, warm mushy self close to his everything. He threw his arm around you, grabbing your ass as he molded his body to yours and you tucked your head below his chin.

"You're beautiful. You better start believing it now or I'll fuck it into you until you do."

You couldn't help but chuckle at his bold offer.

"Don't make promises you can't keep Yoongi..."

"Try me babe." he said, raising an eyebrow. "Fucking try me." he said as he reached down to hold your chin between his nimble fingers, driving his lips to yours, sealing the deal in a searing kiss that left your mind as hazy as you left his.