#BTS Jin in leather pants

[jmdbjk]

Cultural reset...

These are just my own opinions and I think it's time I address this.

I had to google "cultural reset" to make sure I was using the term properly. New Google AI Overview says:

A cultural reset is when something significant in popular culture changes or is added, causing people to change the way they view things or to have a lot of people hop on the trend. For example, in K-pop, a cultural reset is a song that is very influential, usually one that gets pretty popular and many people love. It has a lot of influence over the K-pop fandom, and gets a lot of attention.

I did not ask Google AI Overview to specifically give me an example in K-pop. That's just my browsing history telling Google AI Overview that this bitch is obsessed... scary right?

(But I'm a little miffed that Google AI Overview generalized my BTS browsing history as K-pop because I don't look at or search up other K-pop artists. I am BTS only.)

Anyway, thank you Google AI Overview. Actually, I was more interested in styling concepts that are a cultural reset.

Let's stop stalling and just get into it.

I know none of us knew what to do with this Jimin when the photo folios dropped:

Definitely a cultural reset in my opinion.

We had never seen a Jimin like that before. Only in our fanfic-AI generated images imaginations had we ever thought...I don't think AI images was even a thing when this Jimin dropped on us.

Does anyone else have the urge to smooth the wrinkles and creases out of those pants for him? No? Just me? Ok.

Photo folio-black lace up leather gloved-patent leather panted-big chain belted-horny mask Jimin was a cultural reset for me and for many of us. The gloves really put it over the top. We'll never go back. He's covered from neck to foot except for a few slivers of skin. It's wild. It's just a smooth arm pit. Ok, before I run off the rails here... what was I saying? Oh yeah.

Also a cultural reset for me:

Every time I see this come up on my Youtube I watch it because it deserves all the views. Even the soundtrack was perfect.

I know Dora-the-Explorer haired Jungkook is not the favorite of some but I absolutely adore it... wait... sorry. There's a word there that I'm striking from my regular vocabulary from now on. Reasons.

This Jungkook was a cultural reset for me. He's never looked like this before and hasn't since in any concept photos. This was brilliant styling, I don't know if it was JK's regular stylist or if a Calvin Klein stylist did it but it was pure art.

He played that camera until the camera wilted, I just know it. I hope he grows his hair out long again when he's back with us.

And no shoulder booboo. I wonder when the shoulder booboo incident happened and I wonder if we'll ever hear the details.

While I'm talking about cultural resets, I have an honorable mention:

Not just this visual but the song too. PJM2 is coming. I feel another cultural reset coming.

Talking to my partner in crime the other day and I think a meeting DID occur where they detailed out a timeline for Project Naked Bangtan. Because they weren't going to go full frontal on us cold turkey. (Somehow all those words together sound hideous but you get my meaning.)

Regardless of Tae and his proclamation that "Chapter 2 isn't about us taking off our shirts" it is about showing a more mature side of themselves which inevitably is going to lead to showing some skin and some cuss words. Little did we know.

I can imagine how it went down in the brainstorm meeting of them trying to come up with content to fill in the time until they are all discharged...on a whiteboard possibly... because some of us are visual learners... someone drew a timeline of nakedness, possibly for each member.

I can hear it now:

RM: "We have to ease them into it. Who's first?"

Jin: "Hyung will do it." LMAO

What's been your Jimin and Jungkook cultural resets?

[laughing-with-god]

What type of fashion do you think victor bts would wear including victor jungkook

oooh loves this q, if your gonna shift into my universe you prob need some visual help lmao! (i fully expect a report when you do!)

but this is roughly how I picture them;

Jin

I think Jin had a good fashion sense even before the games. his dad was the mayor of District One so I think he's always had to dress "presentable". I don't see him as a fashionista, but he does care about brands. if he was in our modern universe, he'd be the type to find Gucci very tacky and obnoxious but love Hermes and Ralph Lauren. classy and understated. honestly very "old money, country club" vibes. jin is a nepo baby lol

Jimin

there are two jimins - the one at the capitol and the one at district four. when he's in the capitol, he wears whatever his designer team arranges for him. he has lots of sponsors, and many are fashion brands so he's obligated to wear clothes or accessories from those brands. his team likes to market him as very chic and clean, lots of suits with the undershirt open to show his chest. however, when he's at home or just being himself, i think he's very in touch with his ocean roots. i see him in a "surfer boy" aesthetic, pearls, seashells, and free-flowing tops. in my universe, District Four is like a Florida or tropical place- so it's always sunny and hot.

namjoon

sweater vests. turtle necks. slacks. this is it. mainly in black, sometimes blue. very dark academia. does not really understand fashion and just wants to look as smart as he is. feel like he'd also be one of the victors who fired his designer team right away because he didn't get the point and hated being treated like a doll. sometimes he wants to try out diff styles but ultimately I see him being a creature of habit and being like "nah"

Hoseok

poor boy just wants to be cozy and warm. I think I had his games take place in the Arctic? so I think he'd be like really hypersensitive to the cold now. he feels one chill and he'll want to die. he would love oversized sweaters and cardigans. I can see him wearing lots of neutral colors too, browns and creams with hints of green here and there. Very 'coffee shop boyfriend' vibes. also think he's such older bro that he'd carry a lil fanny pack or bag all the time, he carries little snacks and stuff just in case his siblings ever need anything

Taehyung

tough one. I don't think he'd give a shit tbh. but he's from 11 and it's all about agriculture, so i feel like farmer vibes? like boyish cottage core. feel like he likes loose shirts as well, tae doesn't like feeling constricted so no tight clothes. also feel like he loves rolling his pants up and walking around barefoot. country boy to the core.

Yoongi

hoodies, loose fitting and oversized. likes beanies too. I think he has bad blood circulation and as a kid didn't get great access to food, so he's prob anemic and smaller than his Victor counterparts. a lil insecure about it so he covers it up with baggy clothes. another one that prefers darker colors like grey and black. capitol ppl are known for their colorful clothes since they can afford them, and yoongi isn't tryna associate with that.

Jungkook

i never made a victors revenge jk since i didn't know if i was just going to make it qq jk when he won the games lol. either way, i'm sticking with district two for him. so def a career and def a lil cray. i think he'd enjoy looking as intimidating as possible, fully leaning into the 'bloody thirsty career' reputation he has. I see him getting tats and piercings and wearing things like leather jackets and steel-toed boots. probably like "grunge" or "cyberpunk" aesthetic??

[star-my]

Vixen ~ Two

➼ Pairing: Jimin x OC (Shin Ara)

➼ Length: 8.4k

➼ Rating: M (minors do not interact)

➼ Content: Arranged Marriage AU, CEO AU, Mafia AU | TW: Human Trafficking (not by BTS/SKZ members); Light Violence | Bangtan and SKZ are mafia; think Kitty Gang Jimin; Jimin calls Ara 'Princess'; Smol Ara is a menace to Seokjin | SMUT: Oral (M + F receiving); Fingering; PiV; Loss of Virginity; Aftercare

➼ Thanks to @moonleeai for betaing!

➼ Taglist (Open): @bangtan-famiglia-net @kookthief @otome-wandering @sarcasticbambi

➼ Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and in no way represents any member of BTS, SKZ, or any other K-pop group mentioned in any way beyond the face and name claims the author made for this work.

➼ Chapter 1 (13/10/23) ➼ Chapter 3 (15/10/23) ➼ Ao3 ➼ Masterlist

Jimin knocked gently on Ara’s door. No answer sounded from within, so he poked his head in. To his surprise, his wife was nowhere to be seen. 

Frowning, he headed downstairs to ask Mrs. Lee and Jungkook if they knew where Ara was, almost walking into her.

“Princess? You’re up early.”

Her white suit was open to show her silver-gray blouse and thin gold chain jewellery that glinted in the light from the foyer chandelier.

“You look nice; where are you going all dressed up?”

“Thank you. I’m heading to the hospital to check on Appa, then to ShinCorp to talk some things over with Jin-oppa and Joon-oppa. I’ll see you at lunch. Bye, yeobo!”

With a swift kiss to his cheek, Ara headed out the door, her ponytail bouncing behind her.

Jimin let her escape with Jungkook, momentarily stalled. “Yeobo?” he mouthed, pressing his hand to his cheek.

He didn’t stop grinning all morning (at least in private).

~~~

Ara sat confidently in the seat her father normally occupied. Namjoon and Seokjin stood in front of her desk, hands clasped in front of them.

“Namjoon-oppa, you’ll take over like Abeoji wanted, and Jin-oppa, you’ll stay where you are. I will be totally uninvolved, except when I’m not, of course,” Ara winked. “Let’s try and make Appa proud so he doesn’t worry, huh? Hwaiting!”

“Hwaiting!” echoed the two men.

Jimin entered the warehouse cautiously. A couple of lanterns in the middle provided just enough light to see who he was meeting: Vixen, head of the Stray Kids mafia that had rapidly grown over the last few years.

In the shadows behind her, he could just make out her two bodyguards, dressed all in black, just like Vixen: black combat boots with steel toes, black cargo pants, a black leather jacket with steel studs and zippers, and a black mask covering the top half of her face. The black hoodie underneath the jacket covered her head, casting shadows over her face that were only broken by her glowing gold eyes.

Jimin had to admit Vixen was a bit unnerving. Her mind games started before you even saw her face-to-face; there was the reputation of the female mafia leader who lived in the shadows, whose face no one had ever fully seen. Her gang had really exploded in the past five or six years, taking over a sizable chunk of the city with minimal bloodshed. Vixen relied heavily on secrets and manipulation, preferring nonviolent threats to force. Her reputation included being a whiz with a blade, proving she wasn’t a one-trick pony.

Vixen took a step forward, the glint of a silver-and-gold dagger strapped to her thigh catching Jimin’s eye.

“Why did you want to meet?” Jimin met her gold eyes steadily.

Vixen took another step forward. “I want to ally with Bangtan. I have a partnership with Gray…we run a bar; you may have heard of it, Blueprint?”

Jimin nodded. The Blue bars run by the Gray Family were some of the most popular in Seoul: Blue Moon, Blue Side, Blue Hour, and Blueprint. “I’m listening.”

Vixen’s signature red lips turned up in a smirk.

Jungok stayed in the hospital for another few days while his private doctor got caught up on his issues and treatment, agreeing a longer stay would be more beneficial to his healing.

Once he was cleared to go home and rest, he was taken back to his house, refusing Ara’s offer to have him move in with her and Jimin.

Taking time out of her gallery-opening schedule, she made sure to visit him twice a week and check up on his care.

Jimin didn’t see Ara very much (though they did make time for their weekly dates), as they were both busy working on their separate projects; Jimin on opening Dionysus, the bar Bangtan and Stray Kids were officially partnering over, and Ara on opening Secret Secret, the name she’d finally settled on for her gallery.

~~~

Ara surveyed her closet as she changed from the outfit she’d worn to her date tonight to her comfy pyjamas.

She frowned. “Jimin hasn’t been paying me much attention lately.”

She opened her spacious drawers, holding up outfits and juggling accessories.

“Hmm…”

She pulled up her contacts list on her phone, selected a name, and pressed call..

“Hey, it’s me. Want to help me with something?”

~~~

Jimin leaned against his car in the parking lot outside the mall, frowning when he saw his wife laughing with another man.

Jealousy bubbled up in his chest, and he frowned harder as they briefly hugged before separating.

The man turned–it was her ex-boyfriend, Lee Minho–and winked at her cheekily before heading to his car. Jimin walked up behind Ara and put his arm around her waist firmly.

“Hello, Princess,” he purred in her ear. “What a surprise to see you here.”

Ara tensed but relaxed when she recognised his voice. “Hello, yeobo,” she said cheerily, as if she hadn’t just hugged her (ex?)boyfriend in front of his salad.

He scoffed quietly. “What are you doing here?”

“Shopping, of course! I found something I’m sure you’d love,” she winked at him adorably, an awkward one-two blink. “Oh, and I got you some chocolate. But what are you doing here?”

“I was coming to shop for your birthday present, jagiya. I suppose I can take you home.”

“How sweet of you to offer,” Ara smiled, and Jimin felt his jealousy fading.

While Ara was distracted, gathering her bags before stepping out of his car, Jimin slipped her phone out of her purse and into his pocket. Being the exemplary husband that he was, he dropped Ara off at her suite with her armload of bags before heading to his office.

The bookshelves were rather obvious, so Jimin’s father had constructed his secret lair opposite them. Jimin put his thumb on the light switch, the built-in sensor reading his print and unlocking the Genius Lab.

“Suga, are you busy?” He greeted his tech guy by his hacker name in case he was on a call with someone.

Yoongi grunted, turning in his chair to face him. Jimin tossed him Ara’s phone, Yoongi’s fingers snagging it out of the air. 

“Can you put a tracker on it, in case she’s ever caught up in this?”

“No problem.”

“...and while you’re at it, can you trace her activity for the next few days?”

Yoongi eyed him but said nothing, opting to work in silence. “There’s already a tracker in here. Must be Seokjin’s,” mused Yoongi.

Before the alliance, Jin and Suga were rival hackers-slash-frenemies. The first time the two met in person, Jimin was a little worried until they decided not to deck each other but talk shop instead. 

Yoongi fixed the phone and handed it to Jimin. “That all, Boss?”

“For now, thanks.” Jimin left and knocked on Ara’s door. “Hey, I found this in the car,” he said when she answered.

“Oh, thanks! I was wondering where I’d left it! I guess it slipped out of my purse when I grabbed the bags or something.” She shut the door, and Jimin headed to his office to plan.

After one of Ara’s lovely meals, the couple said goodnight and headed their separate ways. Jimin lay on his divan, planning what to say tomorrow, when his phone got an alert.

Ara was talking to Minho.

Jimin scowled and tapped into the call, mid-chuckle from Minho.

“Yeah, it was pretty obvious.” Ara laughed.

“Anything to help,” said Minho smugly. “So, how does it work?”

“It fits perfectly, you smug cat-boy. Thank you for your advice.”

“I bet he’ll be shocked when he finds out, huh?”

Ara giggled. “Yeah, I can’t wait. That’ll teach him to ignore me.”

“Tell me if it works,” snickered Jimin’s rival.

Jimin ground his teeth.

“I will. He’s been off all afternoon, I should probably tell him sooner rather than later. He probably saw us.”

“Good, maybe he’ll finally realise what he could lose.”

“You’re so cynical, Lee. But yes, I am a catch for anyone.”

“Park is either blind or in denial if he’s not in love with you.”

“Thanks for humouring me today, Minho; it was fun. See you later!”

“Night, Ara.”

Jimin huffed and disconnected.

A second later, a text from his wife popped up on his screen.

SA: Can you come talk for a minute?

PJ: I’ll be right there, Princess.

Jimin yanked his robe’s belt shut, stomped into his slippers, and flounced down the hallway to his wife’s room.

She answered his irritated knock immediately. 

All thoughts fled his mind; in front of him was a blessed sight most certainly not intended for his mortal eyes: Ara in a red lace onesie.

He swallowed and tried to refocus his thoughts. Focus, Park! Did Minho pick this out for her? They discussed her wearing it over the phone?! 

…and Jealous Jimin was back.

“Why did you want to see me?”

“You seemed off all afternoon…I wondered if something was wrong.”

“Yes, something’s wrong!” Jimin exclaimed, his eyes travelling the length of her heatedly. “You went shopping with your ex-boyfriend for that? Is he even your ex?”

Ara grinned widely. “Ah, you saw Minho and me. No, he didn’t choose this for me, I chose it myself. I did ask his opinion on a hypothetical situation or two while we were at the mall, but nothing inappropriate happened, and yes, we are definitely exes. We only had one true date, where we realised we were better off as friends. We pretended to be dating for public appearances and such, a mutually beneficial, platonic relationship to keep gold diggers and well-meaning matchmakers away. Also, I’m married to you, and I’m not a cheater. I apologise if I gave you that impression, but I have in no way, shape, or form acted in a way that would break our vows.”

Jimin sighed, knowing that Ara was right. She wouldn’t hurt him like that; she was loyal to those she cared for.

“I’m sorry. I got jealous.”

“I can see that,” she said wryly, taking his hand. “Don’t worry, yeobo, I only love you.” She looked at him from under her lashes, her eyes sparkling, yet uncertain. Attempting to stay calm and ignore the butterflies in his stomach, he replied. “I was trying to plan the perfect date tomorrow to tell you that,” he said. “I love you too.”

The uncertainty morphed into complete love as Ara tiptoed and waited for him to kiss her. It was perfect.

~~~

Their lips barely brushed, then Jimin pressed more firmly against her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her to him. Ara returned the favour, prodding his lips with her tongue until he opened up for her. He obliged, gentleman that he was. His warm hand trailed from her neck to her waist, sending sparks through her nerves as he grazed her almost-naked skin. 

He nipped at her lip before pulling back a smidgen, his eyes dark and hazy. “I love you, Princess.”

The words settled in her core, warm and insistent. “I love you, too.”

His plush lips turned up before he leaned forward for another kiss.

She placed her hands on his shoulders, pushing him down to the loveseat so she could straddle him, running her fingers through his hair and her other hand down his firm chest.

Sensing her goal, Jimin leaned against the back of the seat to untie his robe and push it off impatiently. 

He leaned towards Ara’s tempting cherry lips again but she wasn’t focused on his face anymore.

“And why haven’t I seen you shirtless before?” she demanded, her fingers sliding teasingly across his rib tattoo. “You never told me you had abs!”

Jimin shrugged, focused on sneaking his finger under the strap of her onesie. “Didn’t think to tell you. Would it have made a difference?”

Ara paused, tilted her head consideringly.

“Yah! Want me for my mind, not my body!” He pretended to cover himself with his hands like a scandalized maiden. “I’m more than just a pretty face!”

Laughing, Ara collapsed into his neck, pressing kisses down it as an apology. Her warm, wet mouth continued down his chest, pausing to run her tongue over his nipple. He shivered, and felt her smirk at the information she’d just received.

She straightened again, dropping a last kiss on his mouth. By now he’d slid the straps of her onesie down her shoulders, the loss of support causing the neckline to droop and expose her breasts to him. 

Ara’s hips began moving slowly over his as he began kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin on her neck and chest. A tug, and the red lace pooled even lower at her waist. His hand was arrested from ripping it off completely as Ara clamped her hand over his, surprisingly firmly. 

He glanced up at her, taking in her loose, mussed hair, shiny red lips, and half-lidded eyes; the prettiest sight he’d ever seen. “Princess?”

She glanced down to their hands, biting her lip. “I…uh…you’re my one and only, Jimin.”

Jimin’s eyes widened. “Oh! I see…uh…do you…Should I slow down?”

“No, it’s fine. I just want it to be slow and special?” She met his eyes.

“Of course, Princess. Thank you for telling me. Is there anything else you want…?” She shook her head. “No, you’re perfect. I just thought I should tell you so you’re not surprised.”

“Right, yeah, good idea…I just thought…y’know…” “Yeah,” she giggled awkwardly, swooping in to sweetly kiss him. “Thank you for being so understanding.”

Jimin smiled widely at her. “No problem at all, jagiya.” He kissed her softly. “How about you tell me what you want me to do, eh? Do you want to keep making out or…”

“Park Jimin, we have been married four months and have kissed only a handful of times. If you stop now, I swear I’ll call Minho back!”

“No need to call your ex when your husband is right here and is more than willing to help you.”

“Good.” Ara wiggled in his lap, pointing at her bed. “What are you waiting for, then? Make me yours.”

A growl escaped his mouth as he swept her up and carried her to her bed in three large steps. He gently tossed her on the bed, crawling up her body to cage her in with his arms and knees.

Breathless, Ara stared up at him. He was so pretty and handsome at the same time. It was unfair, she decided. 

His soft, expert lips covering hers broke her from her admiring musings, a tiny noise escaping the back of her throat as his hand slid up to gently twist her nipple between his fingers. She lifted her hips so he could pull her lingerie off the final stretch, his thigh settling between her thighs. 

Only Jimin’s underwear and sweats remained, and she hooked her fingers under the elastic band of his sweats. 

He got the message, kicking them off to join the rest of their discarded clothing. He crawled up slowly between her legs, running his fingers lightly over her sensitive skin till he reached her inner thighs, diverting them to trace over her stomach and hips teasingly. 

She caught her lip between her teeth as he glanced up to check on her, the vision of her husband between her legs a sight that made her unbelievably wet. 

“This okay?” he murmured, his fingers pausing just above her heat. 

She nodded eagerly, resisting the urge to trap him between her thighs and make sure he never left her. 

The first gentle stroke of his thumb through her wetness had her gasping, nerves lighting up like she’d never felt before. 

“You’re so wet, Princess.” His awed voice was strained, his other thumb holding her open as his tongue darted out to lick his lips. 

“All for you,” she replied, hands moving to tug at her nipples.

“You smell so good. Bet you taste even better.”

She whined impatiently, and who was he to deny his wife’s wishes?

At the first pass of his tongue over her heat, they both groaned, Ara at the sensation and Jimin in ecstasy. He dove in hungrily, a man starved for his wife’s plentiful juices.

Her legs tightened around him, and her hand flew to grip his hair as he swirled his tongue just right.

He brought a finger up, gently circling her entrance, gathering her arousal and his saliva before entering her tight heat.

Her head dropped back onto the pillow, involuntarily clenching around his finger as he worked it in and out.

He groaned, sounding pained. “Can you take another, Princess?”

She gasped out an affirmative, groaning louder as a second finger joined the first.

Jimin moved them around, feeling for something.

Sparks tingled up  her spine and she gasped, “There!”

He resumed sucking at her clit as he stroked her inner walls, the pressure building higher and higher.

“Come on my face, Princess.”

With a cry, she let go, falling over the edge to pure pleasure.

When she opened her eyes, Jimin was staring at her in awe, licking his fingers clean, his pink hair mussed from her grip. “You are gorgeous, Ara.”

She smiled, pulling him in for a steamy kiss, tasting herself on him as she waited for her legs to stop shaking.

With him distracted, she flipped him, straddling his thighs, arms around his neck. “Your turn!”

“Princess, you don’t have-”

“I know, but what if I want to?” She peered up at him, fingers already working his underwear down.

She licked her hand, wrapped it around his length, and gave him a couple tentative strokes. “Tell me what you like.” She licked at the head, looking up at him for guidance.

A pained sound escaped him. “You’re doing great so far, keep doing what you’re doing. A little harder, ye-ah.”

Ara took him further in her mouth, running her tongue over the smooth skin. This would take some getting used to, but lucky for him, she was a perfectionist and willing to practice often.

Careful to keep her top lip over her teeth, she began moving up and down, attempting to take a little more each time. 

Jimin’s head was hanging back, his mouth open. “You’re doing great, Princess. Use your hand...yeah, like that.”

She coughed and pulled off him, the tip hitting the back of her throat. “Yeah, I’m going to need some practice.”

“Anytime,” he groaned, holding the base of his length firmly. “What position do you want to try?”

“Good old missionary?” she asked, settling herself.

Jimin leaned over her, grabbing a pillow and tapping her hips so she’d lift them for him to slide it under her. 

“You’re sure?” he asked her, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“Yes.” Hooking her arms around his neck, she smacked a quick, reassuring peck on his lips. “I feel like you’re more nervous than me.”

“Well, it’s only the responsibility of making sure I don’t ruin this for you and us forever,” he said dramatically.

She snickered, making him pout. “You’re doing an amazing job so far, jagi. I have faith in you. Besides, even if it’s not great at first, we have a whole lifetime to practice together!”

He carefully pushed in inch by inch till he was fully seated inside her, the previous orgasm and foreplay loosening her up marvelously. There was only a slightly uncomfortable stretch that was quickly fading as he kissed and nipped up her neck.

“You can move,” she said, rocking her hips experimentally. 

He started off slow and gentle, getting into the rhythm. Ara moved her hips up to meet his, her fingers digging into his shoulders. “Harder,” she gasped.

He acquiesced, his head dropping to her chest, his lips finding her nipple and tugging. 

A particularly hard thrust had her nails dragging scratches down his back. “There, Jimin! I’m close!”

He moved his free thumb to her clit, rubbing in circles. “I’m close, too. Come, Princess. Let go, Ara.”

She loudly moaned his name, tightening around him and triggering his own orgasm.

“Princess…you are going to be the death of me.” He sank into her arms. “I love you.”

“I love you,” she replied, and kissed him softly. “Ew, we’re all sweaty.”

“Join me in the shower?” He kissed the tip of her nose.

“Of course, my prince.”

Gathering her into his arms, he swept her off to her ensuite, running the water till it was an appropriate warmth. 

Ara stepped in, and he lathered up a loofah with her body wash. They took turns washing each other, trading kisses and teasing touches besides the soap.

Once they had dried off with their fluffy towels, Jimin wrapped his robe around her, tied the belt, and picked her up.

“Where are you taking me?” she squealed as he headed for the door.

“My room. You’re sleeping in my bed tonight, Princess.”

The air whistled in his ear as he dodged Vixen’s roundhouse kick. He attempted to punch her stomach, but she brushed his arm away with her own. She feinted a sweeping kick and followed up with a jab to his solar plexus. 

One bodyguard pointed to Vixen. “Three points.Vixen wins.”

Shaking their sweaty hands, Jimin and Vixen ended their spar. 

His opponent took a bottle of water from a second bodyguard  and handed it to him before drinking her own. “I’m planning on attacking a human trafficking ring on Friday. I could use more manpower; care to join?” “What will you do with the ring?”

“Take care of the leaders, send the rest to the cops, find good homes and resources for the victims. Don’t worry; I know what I’m doing. I’ve done this a time or two.”

Jimin considered. “I’m in. How many men do you need?”

“Six to ten should be good. I’ll have my guy send Suga the time and place.”

~~~

The door shut behind Jimin, automatically locking. Vixen turned on her heel and headed for the back room, her inner circle already gathered there.

Vixen pushed her hood back and took her gold contacts out, grimacing. 

“Okay, there’ll be us nine, plus Jimin, Jungkook, V, Jay, Kai, Taehyun, and Yeonjun. The predicted twelve traffickers will be easily taken if we have all sixteen of us.

“Chan, when you send Suga the message, can you add that I’d like Suga to be on standby online to follow the police scanners? We don’t want them there too early, and Jin will be busy with his division.”

Chan nodded. “You got it, Vix.”

“Thanks. OK, you all take the next two days off, but prepare for Friday. I’ll be on a date at L’Domino Thursday night. I don’t think we should reuse waiters, so Hyunjin, you’re up. 

“Call or text me if anything comes up or there’s a problem. I’ll see you Friday morning for a final debrief.” 

Vixen hung her jacket in her locker and folded her hoodie, placing it neatly on the top shelf beside her mask and contacts case. 

“Boss, why aren’t you hurrying like normal?” asked Felix. “Did you hurt yourself? Need Hyunjin to look at it?”

Vixen waved off his concerns. “I’m fine. Ara just texted Jiminie to pick up ice cream on the way home. He’ll need to text her a picture of the case and ask which type she wants, so I’ll have plenty of time to escape.”

“Smart,” her boys nodded.

With a wink and a nod, she headed into the small bathroom.

Five minutes later, she emerged in old sweats, a college T-shirt, and a fluffy pink jacket; her blood-red smirk had become a pink glossy smile.

“Bye, boys.”

A beep sounded from her phone.

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Friday night the members of Bangtan and TXT (Bangtan’s subunit of hoobaes) gathered in Stray Kids’ warehouse for the run-through.

Vixen sauntered in her usual outfit, but a kevlar vest bulked up her jacket. The dagger had a twin strapped by her left boot, and a pistol was fastened on her left thigh.

Her normal scarlet smile had received the expensive upgrade of fangs designed with razor-sharp edges. The better to bite you with, my dear, she smirked, remembering the first time she’d tested them out. Ah, that piece of trash had let out a most pleasing yelp when she sank her teeth into hisd forearm. Served him right; he’d attempted to choke her, besides committing many other crimes, of course.

The men introduced themselves as their callsigns, most of them meeting for the first time.

Jimin had brought JK, V, Jay, Kai, Fox, and Kang to meet Vixen and Chan, Lino, Hyune, Han, Felix, Min, Bin, and I.N. 

Chan handed earpieces out like candy, each one connected to his, Suga, and Jin’s lines. The members of Bangtan were directed by Suga and Stray Kids was guided by Chan. Jin was set to watch the police and help Chan if needed. 

The echo of doors slamming in the warehouse signalled the start of the mission as four black SUVs were filled with armoured men (and women). Tires screeched and they peeled out, ready for a hunt.

~~~

A breeze gently played with Jimin’s hair as he and Vixen carefully scouted the area ahead of their men.The soundtrack of city nightlife filled the air until Jimin broke it. 

“Do all your captains work at L’Domino?” He asked quietly.

“No; they were keeping an eye on someone for me, collecting information. It’s my chosen currency, you know.”

“It was my understanding that Min was a part of Gray.”

“He’s my spy in Gray,” Vixen returned in a monotone, peering around a shipping container’s corner.

“Do you have a spy in Bangtan?”

Even with the crescent moon’s feeble light, Jimin could tell Vixen was smirking. “What do you think?”

“Lino?” ventured Jimin.

She scoffed quietly. “You met him as your wife’s ex. No, he’s too obvious to be a spy on you.”

Up ahead, a figure of a trafficker exited from a crosspath. “Focus. Bin, two on your two o’clock.”

“Jay, one on your nine; V, one at twelve.” Suga’s voice cut through Jimin’s line. The dozen traffickers were quickly and quietly taken out by the combined gangs’ ruthless efficiency.

The shipping container’s lock was shot off. Even with the silencer on, the echo hung in the air, the humidity from the coming rainstorm accentuating every noise.

Unearthly groans sounded as the doors creaked open. Letting the people inside acclimate to the night’s dim light before barging in with bright flashlights, Vixen marshalled a few of her helpers to speak softly and convince the victims they were there to help.

The children inside still didn’t trust the men’s words, so Vixen crouched where the metal base met the damp concrete. 

Raising her hands high enough to be shown by the backlight, she spoke slowly and calmly.

“Hey, kids. My name is Vixen; I lead a mafia here in Seoul. I asked a friend of mine to help me get you guys out of here. All the bad guys out here are taken care of. The police are on their way to help you, alright? Do you have a person in charge here I can talk to and try to prove we want to help you?”

A gangly teenage boy, maybe fifteen or sixteen, Vixen guessed, raised his hand.

“If you’re mafia, aren’t you the bad guys? Why would the police come here if they’re not in on it?”

Ah, lovely, it was time to have the morals talk.

“Good question! Technically, mafia are the bad guys. In this situation, however, we are what you could call the good guys. Our mafias do not participate in human trafficking–some of our members actually arrived with us because they were trafficked themselves. We may be mafia, but we have rules, and one of ours is no human trafficking. As for answering your question about the police,” Vixen sighed, wondering how to explain dirty cops and their tenuous relationship. “We sent an anonymous tip. They’ll be here in a few minutes to make sure you get support. We’ll make sure they send you home, if you have one, or that you get a good living situation worked out.”

A tween girl nudged the boy and whispered in his ear. He straightened and looked at Vixen. “We’re trusting you,” was all he said.

She nodded solemnly. “Thank you. I will do my best not to break it. While we’re waiting for the police, how about we get your information, so we can make sure you’re taken care of?”

Jin logged the kids’ info as they gave it, creating a file for each one. Suga had taken care of identifying the three head traffickers.

By the time the police arrived, the kids were all in a huddle, wearing warm hoodies a size bigger than they needed and holding a pocketknife that Jungkook had given them once they promised not to use it unless it was an emergency.

The traffickers were left in a heap, thoroughly roughed up, courtesy of Jimin, Felix, and I.N. The three men heading up the operation mysteriously disappeared from the pile containing their underlings.

Once the red and blue lights disappeared from the maze of shipping containers, carrying the kids to the station to be processed, two shadows jumped from their vantage point.

Vixen’s fist met Jimin’s in an unspoken acknowledgement before they split, heading to their respective pieces of the night.

ARA, THIRTEEN (TWELVE YEARS AGO)

Ara ducked into the closet in her dad’s office, laughing to herself. She’d been taking pictures around ShinCorp’s HQ as she explored the newly renovated and furnished office tower.

Jungok was supposed to be in soon, and Ara planned to surprise him and then show him the photos she’d taken that day; she was really improving, thanks to Jungkook and Photography for Dummies.

The sound of his door opening made her peer through the crack, ready to surprise her appa…but there was a strange young man with him.

“You’ll be organising my schedule for both ShinCorp and the Gray Family’s business. You’ll have Jungjoo’s list of legitimate contacts and who I’ll be meeting with on both sides of the business. Jungjoo has agreed to be available to answer your questions if you’re unsure of my contacts’ connections. If I’m around, feel free to ask me as well. The rest of the details are in our contract. Please do your best, Secretary Kim.”

The young man bowed to her father and bent over the desk to sign his employment papers. The new angle let Ara see more of his features.

Ah, it was one of the Kim cousins– Kim Seokjin, she believed. Ara had heard of the Gray mafia of Seoul–they’d just recently opened a new bar downtown, Blue Side. So her father was the head, huh…

“My daughter, Ara, is around today. She does not know and is never to know of Gray’s connections to ShinCorp, do you understand? Generally, I allow her free reign in the building, as she is not a mess maker, but keep an eye on her if she's in the vicinity of a forbidden area or wants to enter my office when I’m in a meeting. Keep her out of sight of any of my visiting rivals and allies, except my immediate family and Jeon Jeonghwa. I want as little attention on her as possible. Her mother’s death was truly an accident, but I don’t want a second accident, planned or not. Ara is all I have left, and I will do anything to ensure she stays safe. My daughter’s safety is of the utmost importance, understand?”

“Understood, sir.” Seokjin bowed. “I will keep Miss Ara safe with my life, sir!”

“Good. You’re dismissed.” Jungok nodded approvingly at Seokjin as the man left.

A few minutes later, he called his car around to head for a meeting.

Ara snuck out of her hiding place and crept to the door. Observing the new secretary leave for a cup of coffee, she waited until he was fully gone before she snuck out of her father’s office.

Her sneaking skills had really improved over the past couple of years. Her appa was much more secretive, and in the months immediately after her mother’s death, she’d caught him breaking off a phone call about her more than once. Wanting to know what had happened to her beloved mother, she memorised all the creaks in the floors, how to wear socks and slippers to dampen her footsteps, and to remember to check where her shadow was falling while she eavesdropped.

This, however, was the first time she’d realised her father was involved in some less-than-legal proceedings.

A shrill yelp pierced Ara’s ears as Jin caught his mug, startled by her sudden movement from under his desk.

Brown coffee splashed dangerously close to the edges of the mug he clutched to his chest. “Are you Miss Ara? Aish, you almost gave me a heart attack, child!”

“I’m thirteen, not a child,” Ara rolled her eyes. “Just call me Ara. Are you the new secretary? I’ve seen you somewhere before.”

“Kim Seokjin at your service. Yes, I'm the new secretary. Your father is good friends with mine, Kim Honggil.”

“Ah, you’re one of the Kim cousins. Kim Seokjin, Kim Sihyeon, and Kim Namjoon.”

Seokjin nodded. “What’s in your hand, Miss Ara?”

She glared at him. “Ara. It’s my camera. My best friend Jungkook taught me how to take good pictures. Can I take a picture of you…oppa?”

Seokjin shook his head. “Aish, I’m going to die of a heart attack caused by this girl. Sure, you can take a picture, as long as I get a signed copy.” At her quizzical glance, he explained. “I need to have an autographed copy from when you were young and unknown, before you become some hotshot photographer and forget your first model, whom you used to call Jin-oppa.” He sighed. “Ah, the good old days…I don’t know how she forgot such a handsome face,” he mourned.

Ara giggled. “You’re ridiculous, but I like you so you can have a photo.”

Picture taken, Ara headed for the elevator and waved goodbye. “I’m just keeping you on your toes, oppa! You’ll never get old with me around!” She laughed maniacally as the door slid shut and Seokjin slumped over his desk.

“What have I gotten into?”

ARA, FIFTEEN (TEN YEARS AGO)

“Jungkook, you know how you’re going to be my official bodyguard in a couple years, when you turn 18?”

Jungkook’s head was in Ara’s lap, her fingers combing through the soft black strands. “…yeah?”

“So then I won’t have Lee watching us all the time?”

“Yes? Where are you going with this?”

“Patience, Kookie.” Ara booped his nose, making him crinkle it at her.

“Well, then I’ll be able to sneak out with you more. I won’t have to make you sneak out to get my stuff anymore, and I can really begin my- our plans.”

“But I don’t mind it! I like it!” Jungkook protested. “It keeps you safe and under Lee’s watch, where you’re supposed to be.”

“Yeah, but it’s so boring. I don’t get to practice my black belts on anything…you can join the underground rings but I can’t, yet. Ugh, I wish you were older so I could polish the plan better.”

“Slow and steady wins the race, Ara. You’ve got two years to finish learning all that stuff you want to know, as if Namjoon-hyung and Jin-hyung won’t help.”

“Yeah, but they’ll be busy for appa, and it’s too close; he’d be suspicious, and they’ll be in trouble even if I’m not. It’s good for me to know hacking and strategy, anyway. You’ve been with me for my physical training, but I can’t lead a gang just because I have five black belts in martial arts and a gun.”

“Okay, you have a point, Bug.”

“When do I not?” she smirked saucily at him.

ARA, AGE 17 (8 YEARS AGO)

Ara popped the second contact in and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Two gold eyes stared back at her. Black combat boots laced tightly; black stretchy jeans to allow for more agile movements; black kevlar weave-shirt layered under her black hoodie and leather jacket; scarlet lipstick; special-made mask seated over her face, forehead-to-nose.

Perfect.

The get-up was about as far as she could get from her typical glitter-and-pastel outfits. She slipped the knife Jungkook had given her to celebrate Vixen’s first outing into the holster, her pistol into her ankle holster, and her backup knives up her sleeves.

Vixen stepped out of the bathroom and Jungkook, also masked and all in black, fell in behind her. Their black motorcycles sped quietly through the night to the old warehouse. Underneath the floor was a lively auction in full swing.

Jungkook entered first and began mingling with the patrons, sussing out any members of Gray or a rival family she’d need to be aware of. Seven and a half minutes later, Vixen entered quietly, staying in the shadows at the back as she analysed the room. About half an hour later what she was here for was beginning to be auctioned off.

Making eye contact with Jungkook, she nodded at him to place an opening bid. Once a couple offers were made she also joined the bidding. She and Jungkook upped the price, creating a flurry of a bidding war, until Jungkook acquired one and she the other two. 

This was the highlight of the auction, so once they won the bids, the auction house cleared out slowly. Too many people leaving at once would be far too blatant to any prying eyes.

The auctioneer approached Vixen. “Lady Vixen, your goods await your retrieval.”

She nodded curtly, motioning him to step forward, and she followed him to the room at the back, covered with steel bars and securely locked up.

Jungkook passed her on his return from the vault, nodding subtly, his new purchase behind him.

The auctioneer unlocked the door and the armed guard retrieved Vixen’s purchases: two Korean-Australian teenage boys, handcuffed and blindfolded. “Pleasure doing business, Lady.”

She smirked slightly and inclined her head at the auctioneer. “Indeed …I hope to do further business with you.” She put a hand on each of the boys’ shoulders and turned them to face the exit. “Straight ahead, boys!”

With a jaunty wave at the remaining staff in the warehouse’s secret bunker, she headed for the exit to meet up with Jungkook.

Once they were topside, Vixen put motorcycle helmets on their heads, warning, “No funny business, or we all die.” She put the smaller one in front of her and the bigger one on the seat behind her. Revving her engine, she headed for her warehouse HQ, where Jungkook awaited.

~~~

The two boys Vixen had brought were put in a small, specially prepared room while Vixen surveilled them and Jungkook’s boy, who was in a room twin to the other.

Vixen didn’t put it past the black market guys to slip a plant in, attempting to pull the wool over her eyes since she was small, fairly new to the illegal scene, and a woman.

She flicked her knife open and cut the zipties binding their wrists tightly. Leaving them, she shut the door and joined Jungkook in the surveillance room.

The first boy pulled his blindfold off, blinking at the dim light till he could see a table, two chairs, and two sealed water bottles. Once he perceived no one else was in the room and it was (so far) harmless, he undid the second boy’s blindfold and started rubbing his wrists. 

They began to talk in whispers, but Vixen had bugged the room so she and Jungkook could hear everything plainly. They spoke in English, with an Aussie accent.

“Where are we?” Boy Two asked.

“Another holding cell, it looks like.” “I hope Innie’s okay.”

“Me too. At least we’re together,” Boy One reassured him. “I wonder why the ‘Lady’ bought us…” “She didn’t seem as bad as the others, but you remember Roxie…”

Both boys shuddered.

Boy Two continued, “Do you think the water is for us?”

“It could be a test. We should inspect it.”

Each boy grabbed a bottle, carefully holding it up to the weak lightbulb in the room.

“Let’s just share a bottle in case it’s not for us,” Boy One suggested, twisting open the cap.

“Good idea, Chris-sorry.”

“Chris”--Boy One– tasted a sip thoughtfully, then passed the bottle to the other. “It tastes okay.”

The water quickly disappeared, and the boys sat on the floor facing the door, backs to the wall.

It was the same position “Innie”--Boy Three– was in. He, too, had carefully inspected the water before drinking it, before retreating to his current position.

They had definitely communicated before, Vixen decided. If anyone was a plant, it was likely to be Innie, but he seemed a bit young to be an actor. 

She unlocked the door and Jungkook walked in. “Innie?” he tried.

The boy’s head snapped up. 

“Do you know ‘Chris?’”

Innie pursed his lips, then nodded slowly.

“Please come with me.”

Innie followed Jungkook to the door, retying his blindfold behind his head.

Jungkook frowned, then mimed a punch at Innie’s head, stopping just before he actually hit him.

Not a flinch of a reaction showed on Innie’s face.

Jungkook gently took his elbow and led him to the room next door, opening the door and spinning him in. 

Vixen, watching the cameras, saw the two scramble up to meet Innie, hugging him tightly. 

Jungkook rejoined her and they shamelessly eavesdropped as the three caught up.

“We were so worried about you!”

“You got taken together?”

“Yeah, by a woman. The man took you, right?”

“They must know each other,” nodded Chris.

“Are you okay?” asked Boy Two.

“Yeah, you?”

“We’re fine. What do you think they want?”

“I don’t know. The guy just came in and asked me if I knew you and told me to follow him. I didn’t see the woman, and the man had a mask on.”

“They’re listening to us, then,” said Chris. “Unless they asked the guard at the other place our names, but they just called us all ‘Boy’...”

The trio looked at each other. 

“Why? We don’t know anything; we were handcuffed and blindfolded most of the time,” said unnamed-Boy-Two.

Jungkook left Vixen to knock and enter the boys’ room.

“That’s the guy,” whispered Innie to his companions.

Jungkook kicked the chair from Innie’s cell over to the other two and nodded at them. “Sit, please.”

They sat down, eyeing him, and Jungkook moved to face them all.

“We were eavesdropping because we wanted to make sure none of you were plants to take down our newly-formed operation,” explained Jungkook. “What’s your name?” he asked Boy Two.

“...Yongbok.”

“Chris, Yongbok, and Innie?”

The boys nodded, confirming their names as Jungkook pointed at them.

“Do you remember how you got to that auction?”

Chris and Yongbok told their take on how they’d been kidnapped in Australia and became friends on the way to Korea. 

Innie was taken from his native Incheon streets and met the other two at the cells where most of the trafficked children and teens were kept. They became friends during the three weeks they were captives before they were moved to the auction warehouse the day before this one.

“No one’s looking for you back home?” Jungkook asked the Australians.

“Why?” asked Chris, while Yongbok simply shook his head.

“So you’re technically illegal immigrants,” mused Jungkook out loud, telling Vixen to contact Jin and have him finagle two new Korean IDs and an updated one for Innie.

Once that was done, Vixen joined the group in the room, smiling at the boys.

“Hello, Innie, Yongbok, Chris. I’m Lady Vixen. JK here, and I bought you from the traffickers.” She nodded at Jungkook to continue.

He inhaled deeply.

“I was a trafficked kid, too. I’m from Busan, but one day a bunch of us young street kids were grabbed and shipped up to Seoul. We were rescued by cops who were breaking up the ring, and I was adopted by one of the cops, who is friends with Vixen’s dad. I’m Vixen’s bodyguard, so we spend a lot of time together, and one day Vix hatched this scheme to help trafficked kids like me. If you want to go home or find accommodations elsewhere, that’s cool; we’ll help you as much as we can, or you can stay and help us. No pressure either way,” JK said slowly.

“Right, you spent all that money on us just to let us go home? What do we have to do first?” asked Chris sceptically.

Vixen smiled. “I know; it’s strange. But I know not all the kids get happy endings like JK did, and I don’t want that to happen to more. He’s my brother in all but blood, and I have plenty of money to spend as I please, so why not help little JKs?”

“If we don’t leave, how will we help you?”

“I’d like to analyse you separately and see what you’re best suited for. Tech, medical, espionage…” “You make it sound like a gang,” said Yongbok facetiously.

Vixen didn’t bat an eyelash. “I am starting my own mafia, if you must know.”

“Wait, jjinja?”

“Yep! There’s a difference between a mafia and a gang, you know,” Vixen explained. “Mafia are higher calibre and have more rules. They only bring out the big guns if they need them; they prefer to have boring meetings first to attempt peace or treaties before full-on bloodshed. Ideally, no one knows they’re mafia. They’re the one percent. 

“In comparison, gangs are…the middle class, at best. Gangs are always fighting for their turf, showing off their affiliations. There is a world of difference between a gang and a Family.”

The three fell silent, contemplating.

“What if I join and I want out later?” asked Innie.

“As long as you spill no secrets about us, you’re free to leave whenever. I’ll even help,” promised Vixen.

“I’m in,” they decided at last.

“Glad to have you join us!”

Jungkook left and Vixen stood up, slapping her thighs. “Okay, JK’s off to prepare your assessments for later. I have a room ready, but I’d like it if you’d shower and see my doctor to make sure you’re all in good health before you sleep.”

They agreed to her suggestion, and she led them down the hallway to a plain wooden door.

Rapping on it four times in a row, she waited till a tall, lean man with long dark hair answered.

“Hey, Doc, these are tonight’s recruits: Chris, Innie, and Yongbok. Dr. Hyunjin is my team’s doctor–he’s currently apprenticing under my father’s doctor, Dr. Lee. Are you okay with me leaving to get some breakfast for you?”

Chris nodded, and Vixen left with a smile and a look for Dr. Hyunjin.

JK found Vixen in the small kitchen, frying egg rolls. He snagged one off the plate and she smacked his hand.

“Tonight went well, Bug.” He leaned against the counter, mouth full of egg.

She turned back to the stove, rolling another layer. “Names, JK. Yeah, it did. Thank you for helping me. How were the memories?”

“Better than I’d hoped. I think it helped that I was the one in power that time, going there to help instead of as a weak little kid, y’know.” “Mmmh.” Vixen flipped the roll onto the plate and sliced it neatly. “Hyunjin’s making sure they’re all physically okay, but I’m sure we’ll need to get them a counsellor, too. Should I hire one when we make it big?” she mused.

Jungkook swallowed another slice of egg roll and contemplated as he danced away from Vixen’s spoon. “It probably wouldn’t hurt, but I don’t think you need to worry about that at the present.”

“Right. Thanks, Kook.”

~~~

The boys were in pretty good shape, all things considered, so once they said they were ready for their assessments, Jungkook set them up.

Jin made and dropped off IDs for Bang Chan, Lee Felix, and Yang Jeongin–the names the boys chose for themselves–now that they were confirmed to stay as a part of Stray Kids for the foreseeable future. 

Chan became the Head Strategist and Hacker, Felix the Head of Security (Vixen’s bodyguards and strike team), and Jeongin was appointed one of her bodyguards.

Seo Changbin was her other main bodyguard, and the pair became known as the Double IN team.

Vixen’s close friend Minho was her spy in high society since he could gather intel on the male-only parties that she couldn’t attend. 

Her second spy was a street kid Jungkook had saved in the winter and introduced to Ara. He fell for her hard and rapidly agreed to join Stray Kids as its first member, though officially he was still unaffiliated with any gang or mafia. Jisung (or, as his contacts knew him, Han), was Vixen’s Head of Espionage.

Even the best-trained forces aren’t always perfect, and Ara’s small band often needed medical attention. Namjoon was able to get Hyunjin in with the Gray Gang’s doctor as an apprentice medic; when Hyunjin wasn’t busy patching up sparring wounds, he was acting as an infiltrator for Vixen, utilizing his good looks to their best advantage. He was kept in the wings, so he wouldn’t become easily recognized.

Since Jungkook couldn’t be with Vixen all the time, he began training Felix and Jeongin as her bodyguards and fighters. Felix was promoted to chauffeur once he got his license, and Jeongin, or I.N. –his street name– became the Head of Information.

Changbin became a member of Stray Kids by following Jungkook and Vixen from an underground fight he’d spectated at. Finding them curious, he stalked them back to their HQ, where they agreed to let him join once he proved his skills in the ring. As the son of a wrestler, he was a prime candidate for bodyguarding.

Vixen’s third and final spy, Kim Seungmin, was kept under wraps from all but her inner circle. He was needed on the inside of Gray, to uncover the more mundane information Namjoon and Seokjin were usually too busy to gather for her. These eight became Vixen’s closest friends and joined Jungkook in the ranks of honorary brothers.

A/N: Jungkook's nickname "Bug" for Ara is a shortened form of the nickname "Shutterbug" because she was always taking pictures.

[bangtanhoneys]

BTS MOMENTS: Taehyung, Grace & Hobi - Fake Love

Taehyung took a step back from where he had just finished putting in Grace’s earrings for her, adjusting the left one which was a small black cross then the right one which was a long dangly cross. Behind her stood Hobi as he adjusted the black harness that finished off Grace’s FAKE LOVE outfit while the make-up artists finished painting Grace’s lips red. 

The whole outfit really gave off the temptress vibe that had started at the very beginning of the BU and now continued with their latest single FAKE LOVE. 

“You look nervous noona,” Tae commented as he sat down in the chair next to Grace.

“Well, let’s be honest, I’ve not really worn anything like this for our music videos or performances so it’s a bit different. I’m not sure how everyone is going to react,” she admitted as she placed a hand on Hobi’s shoulder to slip her feet into the bright red heels they had chosen. 

It took a couple of months of meetings to come up with the outfit she was wearing now and she was very thankful that Hobi and Taehyung had spearheaded the whole thing. They were right when they said she needed to show off the fact she was a twenty-eight-year-old woman now, no longer having to hide behind baggy clothes. With this outfit, it would bring a new wave of revealing clothes for Grace.

The boys had picked a white boned corset that would cover her stomach just about but leave her arms bare as there would only be a pair of straps. Then there was a black harness with three straps wrapped around her waist, then two going up to shoulders then down her back to hold it all in place. On top of that she was wearing a pair of tight black leather pants and red heels, with black lace gloves to finish it all off.

“We picked good,” Hobi said as he held his hand out to give Tae a high five.

“Quick, let’s get a selfie before the rest of the boys see it.”

The three crowded together as the staff took a photo which would later be used on their social media and then they took a selfie which Tae would like to show off to ARMY later on in his lives. 

It was a bit of a walk from the make up area to the actual set of FAKE LOVE and staff members led the way with a torch, so Grace could see where she was putting her feet.

“Guys! Look at Noona,” Tae yelled to the others who were waiting on set.

The camera quickly caught the rest of the members looking up from whatever they were doing and their jaws dropping, seeing for the first time what Grace was wearing. 

“Don’t make those faces,” Grace groaned, clearly embarrassed by the attention. 

“Where did you find this?” Namjoon asked, reaching over to touch the shoulder strap of the harness only for his hand to be slapped away by Hobi. “Leave it alone, it’s perfect.”

Yoongi glanced at the shoes then up then back down again, tilting his head. “Those shoes going to be a problem?”

“Only if Noona kicks them off and hits you in the face with it,” Jimin replied on Grace’s behalf as he gave her a quick back hug. “She looks amazing either way.”

“Of course she does, we styled her,” Tae boasted as he slung an arm around Jungkook who hadn’t said a word since Grace walked onto the set. Then again, neither had Jin who caught Grace’s eye and gave her a wink in return. Nothing needed to be said between the two, their relationship was secret enough for now. 

“I’m going to have to fight off more boys now,” Jungkook whined. 

True to Jungkook’s words, Grace gained more fanboys once the video was uploaded and the comments were flooded with words of encouragement about what she was wearing which allowed her to gain confidence thanks to Hoseok and Taehyung. 

[smoothlikealikeasnake]

Strawberry Princess Chapter Six ‘Heated Kisses and Comfort Gifts’

Pairing - OT7 BTS x Reader , Hybrid!BTS x Hybrid!Reader

Genre - Hybrid!Au , Hybrid BTS x Hybrid Reader, fluff, angst, eventual smut, slow burn? , alternative reality , strangers to lovers , strangers to friends, friends to lovers

Warnings - so much fluff, the boys being sweethearts, Y/n doubts herself, slight anxiety, distress and cramps, tension, suggestive, kissing, gets quite steamy but NO SMUT YET - lmk if there’s any more !

Summary - When a certain hybrid starts to appear whenever Jungkook is at the gym, an immediate pull is felt between the two and their eventual friendship soon is spread to the rest of his pack.

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Breakfast or more like lunch, was filled with laughter and smiles even though everyone had a strong headache, they didn’t mind as the night that caused it was a memory that they wouldn’t trade for the world. They sat for over an hour, nibbling at Jins food and reminiscing the night before everyone started to finish up.

Y/n suddenly realised how she’d have to go home soon, she felt like they all knew that as a slightly less sweet air surrounded everyone, they all just hoped to see her as soon as possible, or for her to just not leave at all. Unfortunately they couldn’t have the second option that day as Y/n and Jungkook slowly stood up, he let her know that he would drive her home and she gathered her clothes and the clothes she intended to wash before returning along with her phone.

When she came back, Jungkook had put on his leather jacket and trainers, holding his car keys and looked ridiculously attractive and exactly what Y/n could describe as boyfriend material. His hair was messy as if he’d been running his hands through it over and over, or as if someone had been pulling it, his lips were slightly red and glossy as his tongue darted out to wipe over them, his tongue piercing catching the light for a split second. She found herself craving to be back in the moment where he kissed her and she knew she was staring at him like he was the tastiest thing she’d ever seen but he really was.

It was comical how different they looked next to eachother, Jungkook in all black with a black leather jacket to top it all off while Y/n was in Jins baby pink hoodie and soft cotton Pajama pants and fluffy pink socks. He towered over her too and they looked like complete opposites but it worked so well.

Y/n stopped her thirsty observation of Jungkook to look at the rest of his mates, still in the kitchen.

“Thank you all so much for an amazing night and for having me, your just so kind and lovely all of you and I hope we can see eachother again soon” - Y/n’s words brought a big smile to all of their faces as she spoke to them.

“Thank you for coming Y/n, we will see each other soon yeah?” - Namjoon spoke softly as he was standing by the kitchen island but was taken by complete surprise as Y/n seemed to hesitate for a split second before making her way over to him and wrapping her arms around him, her tail instinctively wrapping itself around him too as her head rested on his broad chest, well below his head as he looked down and wrapped his own arms around her smaller body, a wide smile and slight blush on his cheeks. It felt amazing to have her in his arms and he leant his head down to be closer to her and held his arms there until she started to loosen, pulling back with a smile that went up to her eyes.

She stepped away and moved to the closest person in the room who happened to be Jin, standing up next to the island too. She repeated her movements and Jin held her warmly with a gentle hold as if she was fragile but with enough strength to show he wanted her to stay forever.

They both hesitantly let go before she turned to the rest, all around the island table and Hoseok was the closest from her position, he opened his arms with a wide smile and she practically ran into his embrace, feeling more than happy to see he wanted it before she even got too close.

He squeezed her before they let go and Y/n moved down the table to Taehyung who looked at her, once she was within reach he grabbed her by her hips and pulled her in, she fell into his chest with her arms around his neck and giggled to cover the way her stomach filled with butterflies at him basically manhandling her.

They held eachother tight before she moved again, to Yoongi who gently pulled her in, this time it was different as Yoongi watched Y/n’s tail suddenly start swinging as it did when she was being playful when they first met and he started to wonder why. His questions were answered as Y/n’s hand reached out from behind his back and swiped his tail, leaning into him more to get it as much as possible before she whispered in his ear

“I got you, I’m fast enough now” - Yoongi let out a deep chuckle and praised her, letting her have this one when he knows he could have done the exact same thing back. He squeezed her a bit tighter as he let go before letting her move.

The final hug before she left was for Jimin who opened his arms wide and smiled so wide his eyes closed as she launched herself into his arms, her arms laying around his neck as he squeezed her tighter than the others, they rocked on the spot for a second before Y/n pulled back a tiny bit and Jimin ran his hands up and down from her hips up her back. Y/n felt more confident with skinship with Jimin for some reason and felt that even though she wanted to do this to all of the others, she was confident he wouldn’t mind whereas the others might so she took her chance and leaned forward, finding his soft cheek and pressing her plump lips to it. Jimins eyebrows flew up and his face grew so red but he immediately returned a kiss to her own cheek with a wide smile, the feeling of her plush cheeks against his lips was amazing and her own blush made him giggle. Everyone was envious of their interaction but understood that with time they could have the same.

Y/n hesitantly said her final goodbyes before Jungkook walked her to the door and she suddenly stopped, looking conflicted.

“What’s wrong Y/nie?” - Jungkook asked concerned

“I haven’t got any shoes, I only brought my heels” - Jungkook made a face of realisation before thinking for a second and instead of logically getting a pair of sliders that she could take, he decided to go his own way and walked closer to her. She stood confused and made a squeak as he bent to her level, sliding his strong arm under her legs and lifting her up, bridal style.

“Jungkook what are you doing!?” - She clung onto his neck for dear life at his actions but he just laughed and walked out the front door, easily steadying her with one hand so he could close it before taking her to the elevator.

Their journey to his car consisted of the same position while they both laughed and talked about the night, both of them enjoying being so close to eachother as Y/n relaxed into his chest before he placed her into his car and made sure she was buckled in, closing her door and getting in himself.

The time together had only made Y/n more and more infatuated with him and his mates and it seemed like her thoughts had elevated to a different level after the kiss they shared. Kook bit his lip ring and played with it with his teeth and tongue as he adjusted himself to get ready, he was ridiculously hot and everything about him was making Y/n stare more and more, her hybrid and heart telling her to get closer and closer but it was impossible. Or so she thought because Jungkook put one hand on the wheel while his inked hand closest to her fell onto her thigh, his thumb moving in small circles. It made her purr and relax and she didn’t mind if he heard, she never wanted it to end.

Jungkook checked on her one last time, looking at her as his tongue darted out to wet his lips again, when he realised how happy she seemed, he moved his hand slightly higher on her thigh, nearing the highest part he could reach and gripped it slightly, thumb still rubbing circles. Y/n only purred louder at this and melted into his scent and touch around her, happily drifting off as they made their way to her apartment.

Jungkook woke her up as usual and picked her up straight out of the car to carry her upstairs as she giggled and lightly hit him again in protest as they laughed and joked on the way up, Y/n’s face burying into Jungkooks neck whenever he made her laugh a bit too hard or she got embarrassed at a memory from the previous night. His scent made her feel so many things and the proximity and his grip on her was making it all far more intense, it was making her crave something she couldn’t put into words and she soon found out what it was when she got into her apartment.

Jungkook unlocked and opened her door for her, walking in and closing the door behind himself before finally putting her down in her own apartment, reluctantly so. Their laughter had subsided and now it was time for their own goodbye, the pair stared at eachother and found themselves lost in each others eyes.

It only took a moment before Jungkook decided to make his move, pulling her in by her soft waist, leaning down and gently placing his soft lips on her own for the third time. It took her by complete surprise but Y/n quickly melted into it, her arms wrapping around his neck and lips following his lead as they slowly moved. Jungkook was going slow so she could learn, he didn’t want to pull her too far too quick if she wasn’t ready so he gently pulled away.

His actions were resisted when Y/n whined and pushed back up, onto her tiptoes to chase his lips and clumsily crashing her lips back onto his own, she tried to copy his previous movement and he smiled against her, thinking she just wanted to continue this exact pace for just a little longer. His hands melted further into Y/n’s soft body as he suddenly felt her speed up, clumsily but she was clearly trying and her hands fell into his hair, lightly pulling at the strands at the base of it.

Jungkook groaned against her in pleasure, following her movements against his lips, quickening their pace and when he heard Y/n’s soft noises, felt her pressing her chest into him, he moved his lands down, grabbing her thick thighs and lifting her up with ease, wrapping her legs around his waist as her grip on his hair got tighter. Y/n gasped against his lips in shock, starting to pant with slight desperation, accompanied by the soft noises she couldn’t hold back. She tried her best to keep up and felt herself faulted when Jungkooks mouth opened slightly and his tongue brushed over Y/n’s bottom lip, it made her gasp again, letting him slide it in and start to work against her lips and own tongue.

Y/n did her best to learn on the spot and tried to keep up with it all, moving her own tongue slightly but submissively letting Jungkook lead every step, she felt his tongue and lip piercing against her lips again and again and the sensation made her soft whines grow in volume, Jungkooks groans getting louder and more frequent as a result. When Y/n finally thought she was getting used to it, Jungkook shocked her again, gently biting and sucking on her bottom lip for a second, the sensation made Y/n let out an embarrassingly loud moan that was cut off by Jungkooks lips colliding with hers again, absorbing every noise she made.

Y/n’s hand had repeatedly pulled on the strands of Jungkooks hair but she pushed his head closer to her to show she still wanted it all, just needed something to ground herself and while they kissed, one of Jungkooks hands had moved from Y/n’s upper thigh to her plush ass. The two were running out of breath and panting against eachother but neither wanted to stop, Jungkook took the responsibility of stopping them because he knew his princess wouldn’t stop even if she had no breath left. As he was about to pull away, Y/n felt it and all the courage she built, was put into one movement, her teeth gently gripping Jungkooks lip ring and pulling as he pulled away, his hands squeezed in their positions, one leaving imprints on her upper thigh and the other squeezing her full ass, it made Y/n let go with Jungkooks lip falling back into place as she moaned, his own moan falling in the same timing with hers.

As the two parted, a string was stretched between their close lips, it slowly broke and they looked at eachother, now eye level as Jungkook held Y/n up. They observed eachother, panting as their scents were thick, both their lips were red and swollen from their actions and glossy from saliva. They both thought eachother looked too attractive to be real and it made them both a bit overwhelmed.

Jungkook moved his head forward and buried it in Y/n’s neck, their previous movements making him a bit bold as he rubbed his face over her scent gland. Y/n let out a gasp as she felt something familiar on a new place on her however as Jungkooks tongue gently marked over her scent gland, lips moving to kiss and aid his tongue. Y/n’s hands pushed Jungkook in at the pleasurable feeling, her scent pulsing out and scent gland getting swollen with every second. As she kept pushing him, Jungkook slightly opened lip lips and latched onto Y/n’s neck, sucking at her extremely sensitive scent gland. Her whole body jolted and twitched against him, scent thickening into something he hadn’t smelt before that tasted addictive, Y/n had nothing to muffle her whines and moans and her grip on Kook’s hair tightened.

She could feel everything about him, his cold tongue piercing lapping over the spot he’d sucked before he latched back on, gently nipping as he sucked again, his tongue moving against it as he contuined. Y/n was panting and almost shaking in his arms, he held onto her tighter to make sure she didn’t fall but pulled away to look at her, to make sure she was okay especially since the new scent that was coming from her was making him feel almost drunk. It was addictive and he wanted to drink in every single bit of it from everywhere she emitted it but he stopped himself as to not push too far.

Y/n looked at him with clouded eyes, it was always so clear that she had never done this before, never kissed, never been marked or scented, never been touched like this and Jungkook could tell she was enjoying it. He was more than glad she was experiencing it with him. Y/n seemed lost as to what to do next but in a state of joy so Jungkook tilted his head to the side, emitting a burst of his scent, inviting her to do the same and she did, she buried her face in his scent at first. Then she took an experimental kiss and lick at his scent gland, Jungkook had to hold back his moan as he bit his lip hard, eyes scrunching shut at the feeling of her lips and tongue on one of his most sensitive areas. Y/n on the other hand suddenly felt like she’d tasted the most delicious thing on earth, eagerly doing it again before giving it an experimental nip, following it by latching on and almost sucking out the taste. She repeated her actions until she was satisfied and Jungkook had given up holding back his moans and groans at that point.

The two of them had puffy, marked scent glands when they were finished, extremely sensitive to the touch and covered in purple and red marking. Y/n was purring loudly and the two just looked at eachother, so in love. Jungkook started to walk towards Y/n’s soft couch, leaning down and placing Y/n on it before sitting next to her so that they could start to calm down. The two sat in a comfortable silence; Jungkook took off his jacket and draped it over a corner of the sofa while Y/n traced her swollen lips with her fingers, realising just how addictive kissing was.

Y/n didn’t know what came over her, what gave her the confidence she never seemed to have but she felt herself internally pushing for something, to say something.

“I-I keep feeling these things for you and your mates and I can’t describe them but they are really good and I like them but it’s all over and in me I feel like I’m being pulled to you all-“ Y/n suddenly started to ramble about how she felt, ears pinning back slightly as she tried not to look at Jungkook even though she just confessed that too him. She felt ashamed, she’d been feeling and acting on these things about a pack of mates; one she wasn’t a part of, no matter how much she wished she was. Her every thought was cut off when Jungkook put his hand under her chin and made her look at him.

Kook knew she hadn’t experienced it all before but he had, he knew what it all meant, he knew she’d just confessed to her hybrid accepting him and his pack as mates but for now he had to reassure her.

“You make us feel the same way princess, we all like you so much and in a more than friends way” - Jungkook spoke gently to her to make sure she grasped every word and her quick nodding made him smile

“But you are all in a pack and mates I shouldn’t feel this way for you” - Y/n refused to look into his eyes as her scent grew bitter and her face contorted with sadness

“Have you considered that maybe we would want you to be in our pack? To be our mate?” - Jungkooks words had her stunned, she felt like something within was telling her he was right but she refused to get her hopes up

“But you don’t-“ Y/n tried to protest but was cut off quickly

“Yes we do, we have talked about it Y/n, we want you to be our mate, to be in our pack and to join us, would you like that?” - Jungkook chased her eyes as they moved around quickly, clearly surprised as to where her morning had ended up. Y/n couldn’t seem to form any words let alone a reply for a minute so Jungkook reached his hand out and encased her own, sending out waves of his calming scent. It seemed to work as she took a deep breath before looking him in the eyes and nodding.

“I really want that but do your mates really want that?” - Y/n was proud of herself for even being able to get it out but was still on the verge of shaking with nerves at his answer, Jungkook smiled widely and nodded back at her.

“It’s all we want Y/nie, for you to be ours” - As they fell silent and smiled at eachother with no further questions in that moment, Y/n practically threw herself forward, hugging Jungkook tightly and he reciprocated as soon as they made contact. She knew that all she had wanted for a while was them to want her, and apparently they did. It made her feel so many things and though she wanted to know where it would go from here, living in this moment was more important right now.

Y/n didn’t feel close enough and opted to move to get as close as she could, moving her knees to straddle either side of Jungkooks lap and burying her face in his neck, arms still around his neck, his muscular arms wrapped tightly around her waist, moving down over her hips to her upper thighs when Y/n pulled back to look at him.

Jungkook felt the air shift to something thicker, same with the look in Y/n’s eyes and was taken by surprise when Y/n leant in and crashed her lips onto his hastily. He made a small noise at the sudden move but quickly reciprocated her fast movements, her lips copied everything he had taught her and moved feverishly against his own. It was her own tongue that swiped over his lips this tongue, she seemed to almost need this and who was he to deny her of it.

His hands slowly moved higher to her ass as her own pulled his head impossibly closer to him, her lips moving hard and fast as she tasted him, it was clumsy and admittedly messy but they both melted into every second of it. Y/n’s hands suddenly left his head that stayed exactly where she wanted it anyway, they trailed down the front of Jungkooks shirt, across his broad chest down to the hem of the shirt, teasingly pulling as if she wanted it off. Jungkook smiled against her lips and teasingly nipped at her lip, making her gasp and pull at the shirt in her grasp.

Jungkook didnt reply to her pulling, not sure what she wanted but he realised how much she wanted to be close when she boldly moved even closer, dropping herself right ontop of his crotch making him groan in the kiss and grip her ass.

His taste was addicting to Y/n, when she got closer she pushed her hands all over his chest, gasping into the kiss when she felt something inbetween her legs, realising where she had put herself but not wanting to stop. She just kissed harder and more feverishly, seeming to frustrate herself further as it wasn’t enough, pressing her full chest against his own, she whined into his mouth as she needed something but she wasn’t sure what. Her scent was almost sufforcating Jungkook, it was different to anything he’d smelt before from her, thicker, sweeter than he thought was possible and so addictive, it made his head spin as he was losing his breath from the intense kiss. He tried to ground himself and keep himself from reacting too much as he could feel himself growing harder under Y/n’s body, he knew it was too soon for her to go any further and tried to slow the kiss only to have her whine against him, protesting.

He was shocked at her behaviour, realising how strange it seemed compared to his usually shy little kitten so he moved one of his hands up to her scalp, getting a grip before pulling her head back to break the kiss. It was so close to scruffing her that her body relaxed from its feverish actions against him and she just panted with her eyes closed, her cheeks were flushed and heat was radiating off of her more than usual. Jungkook started to gently call her name, trying to grasp her attention.

Her eyes suddenly shot open, looking at him startled and almost panicked as she backed up slightly to sit lower on his lap, on his thighs instead of over his hard crotch. She seemed confused at her action and Jungkook moved both his hands to gently rub her back, waiting for her to become fully aware as she had seemed to lose herself before.

Her eyes seemed to swim with realisations, the hot across her body as she started to lightly sweat, her sudden actions and need for attention, the way her scent had thickened from arousal and body was burning with every contact from Jungkook: she was going into heat. Y/n’s hand flew over her mouth in shock and truthfully embarrassment. Her sudden change in mood accompanied by all her other symptoms made Jungkook feel more alert, worried for her but not knowing what exactly was wrong.

“I’m so sorry Kookie, I-I think I’m-“ - Y/n struggled with her words, not able to admit what was wrong but she didn’t have too as Jungkook stopped her from trying for a moment

“Hey ,hey ,it’s okay Y/n don’t be sorry, I enjoyed it as long as you did too but I need you to breathe for a second so you can tell me what’s wrong” As he spoke Jungkook started to grasp what was wrong by himself as her skin was boiling under his fingers, the scent around her was so thick and addictive that it couldn’t be anything else by arousal and the light Sheen of sweat on her skin was growing by the minute.

Y/n moved off of his lap to sit next to him, nodding at his instructions and taking a second to breathe to regain herself and try to calm the hormones coursing through her body, increasing by the minute.

“I think I’m going into h-heat” - Her voice was quiet and she refused to look at him as she sat in embarrassment but Jungkook just moved his hand to gently run her arm and reassure her

“Can I get you anything princess?” - He knew at this stage he still had the opportunity to get her anything she needed or wanted without her mind clouding too much but he wasn’t sure how fast and how deep she would fall into heat. He knew how the rest of his mates and himself would react and how their heats worked but he wasn’t at all familiar with Y/n’s.

Y/n was taken back by his care, expecting him to of quickly left but he stayed to take care of her for a while, she stuttered over her words as she answered

“I-I’m okay thank you” - it was like her shy self from their first meetings had come back but she was internally battling with her growing heat and the surprise at Jungkooks reaction. He looked at her with a curious look before standing up, Y/n had expected him to say he was leaving but he held out his hand to help her up, she curiously took it and he walked her to her bedroom.

Her body was growing shaken from the effects of her heat and mind was clouding more by the second, an ache growing between her thighs and scent thickening into a thick cloud around her. Despite all of this, Jungkook gently walked her into her own bedroom, quietly took in the neat room before walking up to the bed and taking everything ontop of it off, holding all of the blankets in his arms before looking at his kitty and gesturing to the bed. She quickly got what he was helping her do and couldn’t thank him enough, she needed a nest and whenever she couldn’t predict her heat she always grew too tired too quickly to pull apart her bed and rebuild it how she wanted and he was helping so much.

She took shakey steps towards the blank canvas, trying to pick up her thick duvet but being helped as Jungkook picked up one end to drop it on the bed so she only had to push it around. Y/n crawled on the bed to make a ring from the duvet around herself, almost like walls before putting her pillows inside the ring. She looked at Jungkook expectantly and he looked to find the thickest and fluffiest blanket in his arms before handing it too her. Y/n took it with a smile of approval and placed it as a base before taking each of the other blankets and strategically arranging them to her liking.

When she was finished her skin was covered in a layer of sweat, her hair was bothering her and she was aching all over, frustrated and tired. Jungkook carefully walked up to her and gently touched her head, pulling her long hair into a ponytail, taking it off of her face and neck and she gratefully purred, holding onto his arms as they worked. She hadn’t even noticed but her nipples had started to peak through the thick material of Jin’s hoodie as she opted not to wear a bra. Jungkook noticed but respectfully averted his eyes.

“Would you like me to find you some clothes to change into Y/nie?” - He spoke gently in her ear and she leant into him but shook her head no. He still decided to get her some and to just fold them up for when she was ready so he walked to her dresser, luckily finding her pajamas in her top draw and picking out a comfortable looking set of tank top and shorts, putting them on the corner of her bed where Y/n’s nest wasn’t touching. In the minute it took him to do so, Y/n had curled up in the nest, under a thin blanket and was growing increasingly hotter and more needy for attention but she tried to hold it back as she lay there shaking slightly, eyes closed.

Jungkook realised she was falling faster than him or any of his mates have done and felt so much sympathy for his poor kitten, he walked over and brushed his hand over her sweaty head before placing a kiss there, not minding the sweat just wishing he could do more for her. He quickly left to get her phone before handing it to her.

“I’ll have to go now kitty, I’m so sorry” - he only got a protesting whine in response before he continued

“I’m going to take your key for a bit okay? I’m just going to get you some things you might need, you have your phone if there’s anything you want me to get but I’ll see you so soon okay? When your feeling better” His words made Y/n both sad and happy, maybe it was her heat messing with her emotions but she didn’t want him to go but was so happy that he was caring for her, it made her want to cry. She had experienced her heats before obviously and to no relief but this felt more intense, faster than usual and just in the first hour, she just wanted it all to stop but nothing would stop it, atleast not this heat. Y/n could only nod and try to hold back her urge to bring him back to her and her wobbling bottom lip.

Jungkook did one last check over the room before making his way out, picking up her keys and locking her apartment, finally being able to breathe without her addictive scent sufforcating him in the best way. He pulled out his phone and started to message his groupchat with the pack.

‘Hyungs, Y/n’s going into heat, I helped her set up a nest what else can I do I just left her apartment but I have her keys to get back in’ - JK’s message didn’t portray how worried he really was nor the events that happened leading up to this but he just hoped his hyungs would reply fast, and of course they did

‘While you were there?! What did you do Kook?!’ - Jimins message just seemed accusatory but everyone knew he was jealous that he couldn’t have been the one to make her feel more comfortable at the time

Jungkook decided to just call all of them to explain everything, everything that happened leading up to it including their confessions to let them grasp the situation up to how she was when he left. They mostly let him explain smoothly and no one could express how much they wished they could have been there to confess personally to her too but they were more than on the verge of overwhelmed with happiness at the new establishment in their relationship, that she had accepted them as her mates, wanted to be a part of their pack and in tail, be loved and cared for by them. So that’s exactly what they would do, show her love and care for her especially right now.

Jin was the first to speak, Jungkook had walked down to his car and got in at this point, waiting for instructions on where to go and what to do.

‘Your going to come home and gather something from each of us, I’ll leave something out for you to collect because I’m going to go to the store and get some things for her, do not leave until I’m back but think properly about what you give her, something she likes a lot, something comfortable and heavily scented by you, by each of you.’ - Everyone knew Jin was speaking to the rest of them as they all scrambled to get up and find their items to give to Y/n. They all knew why; she’d need all the comfort she could have right now as nothing was going to give her relief but they could atleast surround her with them to an extent and after her and their confession, they could do so more openly.

‘When you go back Kook, open her windows, all around the house, it’ll get hot and more uncomfortable if she doesn’t have any air flowing through’ - Namjoon spoke, he knew he always felt worse if the windows were closed and his mates weren’t there yet.

‘Make sure she has something to watch, like a tv or movies on her phone and a nice setup because she won’t be able to move much soon’ - Hobi knew he hated being bored in his rut

‘A hot water bottle, she might already be hot to the touch but when her cramps kick in her heat isn’t going to relieve them, a hot water bottle might just a bit’ - Jimin always got the worst cramps and that was the only relief

‘If you can, rub her tummy for a while before you leave, she’ll appreciate the affection and it’s take away from her cramps a bit’ - Yoongi would rub his cubs (his mates) tummy’s before they were taken care off and even though he wanted to be the one to do it himself, he knew Jungkook would do a good job too

‘Rub her ears aswell, if she wants you too, and the base of her tail, it’ll take away from how uncomfortable she feels for a little while’ - Tae knew he was being bold with that one but if Y/n was okay with it he knew just how much it’d help

Jungkook made a mental note of all the instructions and quickly made his way home. When he got in he knew he was covered in Y/n’s addictive scent and that it was going to drive his mates crazy but he had a task at hand, to gather everything for Y/n. He made his way to his room, instantly knowing what he’d bring for her and he instantly grabbed his softest pillow that he slept on every single night, no matter who’s room he slept in, he would bring it with him. It was deeply covered with his scent and calm pheromones and it was so comfortable. He brought it out to the living room where he found the rest of his mates besides Jin, they all had to take a second to just stare as Y/n’s scent followed Jungkook.

Each of them had brought their own comfort items for Y/n. Starting with Yoongi who had a huge black panther plushy that the boys had gotten him one birthday as a joke to go with his other presents and he had slept with it on his bed every day since, he thought she’d love having the panther always relaxed so she could catch his tail at any moment.

Next was Jimin who had his softest cotton Pajama set, also his smallest, it was white and plaid, airy and smelt so strong of him despite being freshly washed, he knew she’d liked his Pajama bottoms before and would probably find comfort In these too

Namjoon had gotten his own calming bracelet especially for hybrids, he wore it at most times and it adjusted with the string so it was easy to put on and off but he thought Y/n would need something like it and it also smelt like him strongly despite being small.

Tae had actually thought of what to get her on his way home when he got the message about her heat, it wasn’t from his own room but he had one to match and he wanted her to be able to keep it and always match him. He went to his favourite bedding store and picked up a (unscented) 6ft body pillow and pink silk pillowcase to cover it. It was the most comforting thing in his bedroom and he scented it heavily, making it freshly emit the strong scent, he planned on sending her a picture with his own once she received it to make her feel like he was right there, the only difference was his casing was a beige, hers was a soft pink.

Hobi got his most comfortable hoodie, once he knew would fit her like a blanket, cover her to her knees and she could curl up in it if she’d like, just be encased in his scent and protected from any thoughts outside of him and his mates, it was also white, one of her favourite colours and would bring her even more comfort because of that, it would fit well in her house too.

Jin walked through the door just as Jungkook gathered Hoseoks hoodie into a large bag with the other gifts besides Yoongi’s panther and Taes body pillow which would have to take up a seat on their own each in his car. Jin carried 3 large bags filled with everything he found that he wanted Y/n to have. That included a bag dedicated to cases of water bottles and sodas for energy, another bag with snacks, mostly including strawberries but lots with chocolate and honestly everything he found that looked good, savory and sweet and then a third bag, smaller with a hot water bottle, a pretty pink casing on it, a few bath essentials such as a lavender bath soak, lavender essential oil and some baby wipes just in case and a few different herbal teas. Jin knew Jungkook would set them all up for her wherever was best and would help her where he could.

Jin helped Jungkook take everything down to the car along with his own comfort gift, the blanket she took such a liking too when she first came over, his soft blanket, he knew she’d love it. Jin also let Jungkook know that he’d cook different meals for Y/n for him to take over, light meals such as soup because she might not fancy heavier meals. He knew she’d enjoy the snacks too so he was okay with her just having soups for real meals. I’m their frantic movements, no one had noticed the hickey on Jungkooks scent gland which was still red and swollen. Jin spotted it and smirked to himself, walking behind him and running his fingers over the mark sending shocks down Jungkooks body.

“Got a bit carried away scenting did we?” - Jins teasing made Jungkook flush as he knew that Y/n had one matching too, one that was probably darker and more swollen than his own. He just jokingly pushed Jin as he complained about disrespect before getting into the car.

Once everything was back in the car, Jungkook made his way hastily back to Y/n’s apartment, in that time, each of the pack had sent caring messages to her, expressing both their love and sympathy for her heat. Jungkook clumsily made his way up to her apartment due to all the bags and pillows he was holding, it was all worth it to him. He hestitated at the door and considered wether he should just let himself in but completely decided against that, not wanting to startle Y/n at all. Instead, he got out his phone and sent her a text, letting her know he was going to come in for a minute to bring her some things. He considered waiting for a reply but he didnt want to risk her getting to a point where he wasnt able to even come into her apartment so he opened her door, stumbled in and was immediately hit with the increasingly strong aroma coming from Y/n, it made his eyes widen for a second and he practically slammed the door behind him to prevent it getting into the rest of her floor.

Shakily, he put down the pillows on her couch before taking the rest of the bags to her kitchen, debating unpacking them there but he knew she might not even leave her room besides to go to the bathroom over the course of her heat so he thought hard, eyesbrows furrowing as he bit his lip. His attention was stolen by a quiet voice, coming from Y/n room

'Kookie?' - Y/n called out tiredly, Jungkook wasnt sure wether she had just woken up or not slept at all but he immediately made his way down the hall despite getting waves of her scent coursing through his body more intensely by the second. He almost had to hold his breath as he hesitantly opened her bedroom door and was hit by the scent stronger than he thought was possible, it made his head spin, body heat up and forced him to support himself on the doorframe before he calmed down, slightly getting used to it.

Once he had calmed down, he looked up and found himself blushing at the sight of Y/n, she was still in the thick pink hoodie, under her blanket but he could see she had taken off the white pajama pants and placed them into her nest, probably because she was too hot. The hoodie had rided up just under her boobs and showed off the band of the white calvin kleins that he already knew were his. He both cursed and praised Jin in his head, it made it even harder to breathe seeing her wearing them and knowing she chose not to change out of them. Her hair was still in the ponytail he had done for her but was messy from her rolling around, clearly uncomfortable and then he took in her position, she was curled into herself, hands over her stomach and face screwed up.

Jungkook hadnt realised he hadnt said a word until Y/n slightly opened her eyes and looked at him in clear pain and distress.

'Kookie it hurts' - Her words had him jumping forward, moving to stand by the bed and her nest before leaning over her to run a hand over her head, his eyebrows falling sadly.

'I know kitty im sorry, everyone brought things for you, would you like to see?' - He thought it might make her feel better and was proven to be correct as her eyes opened a bit more and it seemed to distract her from the pain for a second as she nodded. He smiled at her and moved to go away but was caught off guard when Y/n grabbed his hand as it was leaving her head and looked at him desperately

'Please dont leave and dont stop' - Her words were needy and almost whiny as her weak grip made him hesitate before speaking.

'I just need to go get everything, ill be back in a second kitty dont worry' - Jungkook could tell she was reluctant to let go but so was he, he made it fast as he picked up everything again and swiftly made his way back in, placing the bags infront of her bed before placing the pillows on her bed, next to her comfort nest. Y/n shuffled in her position to see him more clearly and sat up slightly, the blanket falling as she brought her knees to her chest, Jungkooks briefs on her body nearly on full display besides her legs and hoodie slightly covering them. The shift made a whole new wave of scent hit Jungkook like a bus and he stopped for a second, his mind hazing before he shakily started to move again. He had to ignore it all if he wanted to be there for her as he couldnt help her how she really needed this heat.

'Everyone brought something for you, this is from me, Tae and Yoongi' - He lifted the items in order and saw Y/ns eyes dilate and brighten as she reached out before hesitating, looking for his approval to take them, at his nod she quickly arranged them where she wanted them, Jungkooks pillow behind where she would lay her head, Tae's silk bodypillow around one side of the edge where she knew she could pull it in and Yoongi's panther on the other edge, again, where she could pull it in or snuggle up to it. She smiled and was starting to feel slightly better even at just having their scents surrounding her, even more so when Jungkook gave her the rest of the items.

Namjoons bracelet was placed securely on her wrist, Hobi's hoodie in her arms as she cuddled up to it, Jimins pajamas neatly placed on the top of her 'wall' of the nest, in reach for the second she wanted to change and her blanket rested over her kicked off and instantly replaced by Jins one that she took such a liking too from the start. When she had finished she was purring and the her mind was taken away from the thought of the pain and distress coursing through her body. She was still entirely craving Jungkooks attention and touch but she didnt want to be greedy, instead opting to longingly look at him everytime he moved closer and further from her, she might have thought he didnt notice but he definitely did. He caught her eyes staring as he moved but chose to pretend not too until her eyes filled with tears and he didnt know why.

Y/n had become so overwhelmed by their gestures that her body had just reacted by thinking it was all too much, tears welled up in her eyes and her body started to shake slightly. Jungkooks concern was evident as his smile turned into a face of confusion and distress, his scent becoming slightly bitter as he searched her face, trying to work out what was wrong.

'Im sorry its just- its just so nice and you are all so loving and i havent felt like this before and its all so much-' - Her shaky words were cut off with a sob, she wasnt upset she was so happy but just so overwhelmed. Jungkook boldly moved forward, wrapping his arms around her smaller, shaking body as he squeezed her tight and ignored how he had put himself in an awakward position, leaning over the bed as he didnt want to interfere with her nest but still wanting to comfort her. Relief flooded Y/ns body for a second as his embraced calmed her boiling body, she tried to move impossibly closer but couldnt grasp what was stopping her before realising Jungkook wasnt on her bed, he was hovering over from the side.

'You can come in you know' - Y/ns words were shaky and quiet, only a whisper as she was scared of him rejecting her offer but he didnt even speak as he was happy to be granted the permission he was waiting for, moving into her nest while making sure not to move anything out of place, he leant against the pillow he had given her and picked Y/ns body up, pulling her to lay on his own body, she instantly buried her face in his neck, wiggling against him to get closer and practically bathe in his affection, knowing soon she wouldnt be able to have it for a full week. In a few hours she would be in a state where her entire body would be in a state of arousal and to no relief, she'd stay that way for a week before she could be this close again.

Jungkook rubbed circles into her back, a habit he had developed everytime she was in his arms, tilting his neck to the side to let her get closer and she quickly found his scent gland, waiting a second before placing a hesitant kiss against it, she waited for him to pull away but when he didnt she continued her movements, moving from kissing to licking before sucking. Truthfully, Jungkook had to hold back his groans as his eyebrows furrowed and teeth dug into his bottom lip, he didnt want to end their time faster than necessary and his reactions could definitely spur on the speed of her heat he knew that. His scent and taste against her lips felt like it was calming the cramps in her belly for a minute before she suddenly had to stop with a gasp as a shooting pain went through her stomach. Pulling her lips away, she curled into herself again, gasping again as it continued to rip through her body, water filled her eyes again but for an entirely different reason this time and a cry left her lips.

Hurriedly, Kook moved to check what was wrong and when he saw Y/n clutching her stomach he remembered Yoongis words and his actions for all of them, he reached out again and swiftly turned over Y/n so she leant against his chest before he moved her own hands as her cries turned into quiet sniffles and heavy breathing. Replacing her own hands, Jungkook started to push his fingers in circles across her soft belly, when Y/n started to breath better and push into him, he moved his hands from over her hoodie to under. His hands brushed over the band of his boxers to the soft tummy above it, slightly pushing over the band from her position on her side and from the first bit of contact he felt like his eyes would roll into the back of his head, her skin was so soft and she was plush, he knew it wouldnt just drive him crazy but every single one of their mates too. The way his hands melted into her skin and the way she twitched as his cold hands touched her boiling skin made them both cloud over in their heads.

Kook made sure to rub circles into her skin while he was going crazy at the feel of her and Y/n thought she was going to just fall into the depths of her heat right there as he soothed the burning sensation on her body, it didnt help the growing ache between her legs but it took away from her cramps. It was so much that she had to reach her arm back and grip onto his hard bicep to ground herself and when that didnt help as he unintentionally flexed against her small hand - that only covered a small area of his delicious muscle - she turned her head up and around to desperately capture his lips. He eagerly reciprocated the needy and messy kiss, much like the one on the sofa but Kook fought to stay in control of both the kiss and his mind this time, knowing he had to know when to stop it. He didnt stop his movements on her stomach but instead felt something new as his tongue piercings touched her lips, her legs tensed up and he could feel them rubbing against eachother on his arm.

Careful not to take it too far, Kook continued to kiss her for a few moments after before pulling away, any further it would just make it harder to stop and more painful for Y/n. His own body had started to build up a light layer of sweat from the heat radiating off Y/ns body and he started to think about his next move. Hoping to soothe her growing aches even slightly, he moved his free hand up to Y/ns head and took Tae's suggestion, gently started to rub at the base of them as Y/ns body twitched under his touched and her mouth fell open in a silent moan, arching into his hands. It did relieve her for the duration he continued for but once he stopped as he realised he still needed to set everything up for her before it was too late, it just made her realise how quickly it sent her falling into a deeper state of heat.

Kook hesitantly pulled his hands away and got a whine from Y/n at his actions but he gently shushed her, caressing her side softly before sitting up. She stayed in her position, eyes dazed as she looked up at him and silently begged him to stay.

'Jinnie went and got you everything he thought you might need kitty, i need to set it out for you' - Y/ns eyes softened at his words and Jins thoughtful gesture and she nodded, reluctantly accepting that he had to get up. Jungkook quickly moved around, taking the packs of water and soda placing them on her dresser and taking a few out to place them on her bedside table for her to reach easily before working on the snacks, repeating his actions until it was all ready. The same with the third bag except he put the bath essentials into her bathroom and placed the wipes on her bedside table before looking at her with the hot water bottle.

'Ill fill this up for your cramps kitty, ill be back in a minute okay?' - Y/n had been watching his every movement, her gaze full of love and affection while she just nodded at his words even though she didnt want him to leave. Y/n knew it was nearly time for him to leave and she knew sulking wasnt going to change that so she pushed past the aching through her body to move everything around her, realising the hoodie she had on would be too hot and thinking about her options. She picked up the cotton pajama shirt from the set Jimin lended, holding it to her face to smell for a second before looking at the door and listening to hear Jungkook had only just put on the hot water. It was risky but she moved quickly as she pulled the hoodie off and replaced it with the cotton pajama shirt, it was much thinner and just as soft, it felt better than amazing against her burning skin. Her tail swung happily as Jimins scent surrounded her but he chose not to put on the trousers, opting to just keep on the white calvin kleins that she didnt know belonged to Jungkook.

The thin cotton made her perky breasts quite visible and definitely showed the imprint of her nipples if you looked at them directly but she didnt mind, only Jungkook was here and she couldnt even think too much on the matter with the boiling sensation and aches taking over her body, just as she held her stomach again when the cramps resurfaced, Jungkook practically came to the rescue, hot water bottle in hand as he hurriedly made his way over and nestled the heated bottle on Y/ns stomach. She sighed as it almost instantly bring some relief and she looked up at him, realising he was going to have to leave. Her mind was clouding over more with every minute and she felt a wave of tiredness set over he, it didn't take away from everything else she was feeling but she just hoped she could sleep to pass the time.

Kook started to look for a remote for the tv on her wall and upon finding it, opened netflix and put on a comedy movie for Y/n, she was barely processing it but when she went in and out of consciousness it could keep her entertained. He had already made sure the windows in every other rooms were open and opened the window in her bedroom. He didn't want to leave, everything in him told him to stay but he knew he couldn't, he could only make sure she was okay and maybe facetime her when he got home, with the rest of the pack. As he moved over to his sleepy kitty, still clearly uncomfortable as she twitched and her legs were tense, he leant down to press a kiss to her head.

'Ill see you soon kitty, I have to go now but you can call me or anyone else whenever you want too, Jins going to bring you meals too' - It took Y/n a minute to process his words but when she did she felt that overwhelming feeling wash over her again at the constant care she was receiving so as Jungkook moved to lean up again, she grabbed his arm, keeping him in place

'Could you give them all a kiss for me, please?' - Her mannerisms even when she was so drowsy made Jungkook coo and smile, especially at her request, he nodded and thought that was all but Y/n leant up slightly and planted 7 pecks on his lips. It took him by surprise as he looked at her for a second before actually sitting up, smiling as she started to adjust herself again. He hesitantly walked away to her bedroom door, standing in the frame for a moment and watched as she pulled Tae's body pillow gift behind her to spoon her, Yoongis panther into her arms but basically laying over it, his own pillow under her head, Namjoons bracelet on display, Jimins shirt on, Hobi's hoodie hooked under her arm, slightly over her neck and Jins blanket resting over her legs, reaching to lower waist showing off Jungkooks boxers and the hot waterbottle on her tummy. The sight of her was too cute, even if she was tensing her legs together and rubbing her thighs while her nipples poked through the thin cotton and her body was covered in a layer of sweat, she was too cute. Those small details couldnt be seen in a photo and he just had to take a photo to show his mates, all of their gifts being appreciated.

Jungkook didnt even caption the image as he sent it to their pack groupchat, he just made sure it captured everything he wanted it too before sending a quick confirmation that he had unpacked everything accessibly for her and she was safe with all of their instructions fulfilled. He got back multiple replys from all of his mates both checking in to ask questions and fawning over her, Jimin noticed her wearing one of their underwears and was more than shocked but one message really ended the seemingly innocent image.

'I know i gave her your boxers to wear but Jeon Jungkook, did you put that huge hickey on her neck?!?'

Thank you so much for reading I hope you enjoyed! Bit of a twist on this one you might not have seen that coming but I hope it gave insight into what heats are like for these hybrids without getting too explicit, yet.

Feel free to ask for headcannons or drabbles for Strawberry Princess! They’d definitely help develop my ideas for the plot while writing!

ཐི♡ཋྀ

[btsshirtshirt606]

Top 5 Styles of BTS Members

The company that manages the popular South Korean boy band BTS has apologised after a TV station in Japan cancelled an appearance by the band over a T-shirt. The shirt depicted an atomic bomb explosion which killed hundreds of thousands of people in the cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki in 1945.Bts Shirt

Style of Jimin

One of BTS’s most popular members, Jimin is a bona fide fashion icon. The BTS sex symbol has the highest brand power of any member with his own line of merch that sells out in record speed. He also wears the latest designer clothes and has a style that is both laid-back and high fashion.

Park Ji-min, better known as Jimin by ARMY, has a unique signature look that’s perfect for summer. The singer is often seen wearing loose tees tucked into tight pants, creating a casual outfit that looks smoothly stylish on his toned figure.

Jimin’s fashion is so on point that he even inspired Dior to name him as a global brand ambassador. The fashion house announced on social media that the South Korean superstar “exemplifies the spirit and singularity of Dior.”

Style of Suga

Suga is a talented rapper and songwriter who has produced title tracks for BTS. He’s also known for his philanthropic contributions to various societal causes, including the Korean Pediatric Cancer Foundation and Keimyung University Dongsan Hospital. He’s also been open about his struggles with depression and anxiety, using his platform to raise awareness and destigmatize mental health issues.

Suga’s style is considered laid-back and understated. He loves to wear Japanese streetwear brands like Mastermind and Visvim, and prefers oversized fits. He’s also a fan of leather jackets and jeans. Suga is fond of accessories, especially oversized rings and bracelets.

Min Yoon-gi, better known by his stage name Suga or Agust D, is a South Korean rapper, songwriter, and producer under Big Hit Music. He debuted as a member of the South Korean boy band BTS in 2013. Known for his powerful and emotive lyrics, Suga’s musical style is influenced by hip hop and R&B. In addition to his own music, he’s worked on BTS’s biggest hits, including Dynamite and Life Goes On.

Style of J-Hope

J-Hope is one of the most stylish members of BTS, and he’s always rocking new looks. From oversized pieces to denim jackets and baggy jeans, he knows how to style his look. He also loves to wear patterned clothing, especially checker print.

J Hopes style is different from the other members, but it fits his sunshine persona perfectly. He likes to wear bright sweaters and accessories. He’s also a big fan of KAWS and Murakami. This gives him a “Hobicore” aesthetic that’s unique to the BTS world.

J-Hope is a Louis Vuitton brand ambassador, and he recently starred in the French fashion house’s new campaign. The singer, whose real name is Jung Hoseok, posed in several elegant outfits with the iconic Keepall bag. He’s sure to become a new style icon for the brand! He’s already a favorite amongst fans. He’s so handsome and charming that he’s bound to sell many bags. He’s also a great singer!

Style of Jungkook

Jungkook is BTS’ youngest member and a talented singer and dancer. He has a style that is playful and adventurous but also casual and comfortable. He often mixes and matches clothing styles to create unique and interesting outfits. He also loves rocking designer accessories, such as a Gucci belt or Prada shoes.

He likes to wear oversized outerwear pieces such as bomber jackets and hoodies with baggy jeans. He is also a fan of designer boots and leather harnesses. In addition, he likes to wear bucket hats and baseball caps.

As the most popular boy band in the world, BTS has become a fashion force to be reckoned with. RM, Jin, Suga, J-Hope, Jimin, V, and Jungkook are all style icons in their own right. Whether they are wearing sleek tailoring for red carpet events or cozying up in their favorite streetwear, the members always look effortlessly cool and on point.

[taejinspinknoona]

Everyone! Let’s take a moment and appreciate Jin’s leather pants airport outfit. Our Worldwide Handsome is back at it leaving us all breathless with his unwavering airport visuals! DAMN KIM SEOKJIN! 

[pars-ley]

[geezerwench]

Jin - Permission to Dance

[ditttiii]

I CAN NOW SING AN ENTIRE BTS SONG AT THE TOP OF MY FUCKING LUNGS AND GET

EVERY

SINGLE

LYRIC

RIGHTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!

 FUCK YES!! (my entire family can now proceed to wear some ear plugs coz I am gonna be screeching for hourssss. maybe days)

BUT-

OMG WHAT THE FUCK I WAS NOT READYYY!!!

I’d have probably loved anything they’d have put out, but holy fuckk am I gonna jam to this song hard. It’s so bright, and happy and catchy and AGHH i lovee it, IT ‘S SUCH A BOPPPPPPPPP

(bold is the only format that can sufficiently express my emotions rn, so bold it’ll be)

Also, whatthehell I wanna visit that set, it is so COOL 🤩🤩🤩🤩

& OH YEA I M LEARNING THAT ROUTINE, AND GETTING IT DOWN TO THE ABSOLUTE ‘T’! 💃💃💃💃💃

YEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[jmdbjk]

The air is different...

All my thoughts and ramblings have been piling up. I have had to resort to just jotting down notes. Some stuff is already outdated because: already resolved or already happened. Time is moving swiftly yet at a snail’s pace. 2025 is still an eternity away. Yet...

I was talking to my friend the other day and I remarked “it’s like there's been this paradigm shift since (Jin enlisted)... Jin is handling weapons on the daily, Jimin is blonde again, JK is too skinny, Tae eating Mexican food, we're speculating about Yoongi driving military generals around like some sort of movie plot (because we were)... it's like an alternate universe or something.

In this au fic, Jin becomes a sniper on special ops teams. Except during a mission he gives away his position when he starts laughing his windshield wiper laugh. Or better yet, he uses his windshield wiper laugh as an audible secret signal to his fellow green berets...the enemy never suspects... 

Once Jimin enlists, he becomes South Korea’s own version of Mata Hari, exotic dancer turned spy and infiltrates North Korea and returns with the news that their ramyeon sucks. My god, they don’t even put eggs in it. And as I said, Yoongi ends up driving military generals around. Strangely, he’s the chauffeur that won’t shut up and gives them a more simplified and rational viewpoint of how ridiculous this all is. They actually listen. He is also in high demand making individual regiment OSTs. You know, the things they chant while they are doing marching drills...there she was just a walkin’ down the street singing do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do... 

Anyway. Humor is a coping mechanism and last couple days have been very emotional. Someone please write that fanfic asap.

Let’s talk about Slender Jungkook... He’s turned into some sort of mysterious Slenderman of BTS. This gluten-free-meat-restaurant-protein-heavy diet has made him a lean mean bunny. It’s sort of startling to see slim JK juxtaposed next to the others. Especially Jimin who appears to be getting bulkier. Kookie is not filling out his puffer jackets and baggy pants...or even slim pants, as much as he used to. 

Okay, here’s the deal, I understand there is content in the bank supposedly to last us until 2025... we’ll see... but I already know I am not buying Legos, special coins or Korean postage stamps. Those don’t count as content or merch. Just sayin’. I know they tried to tempt us with Cookie Kingdom nonsense but that was a washout for me.

What we did get: Indigo merch... we got Jack in the Box merch, we got Wootteo and The Astronaut merch... you know what that means? We will be getting merch for Jimin’s album... and everyone else’s as well. Jimin, if you’re reading this, I will pay money for a nice flowy robe-like garment that screams “Jimin would wear this while lounging on his couch wearing nothing else.” And jewelry, hell yes. Give me some dangly earrings that Jimin designed please. If he comes out with some sort of leather merch, the implications...(closes the door on my imagination before things get out of hand, so to speak.) 

Jimin... I beg of you, please design a robe like this:

The thought of stuffed animals and pillow cases as his merch... I hope not. 

I know this was days/weeks ago but WTF Yoongi? He is channeling 19th century rakish scoundrel here.

And Tae’s fo-fo and how he’s definitely catering to the wimmins. Swooning could be heard across the planet when his fo-fo hit the internet. I saw someone say Tae was not channeling Darcy, he was more of a Willoughby. If you know, you know I guess. What got me was the horse... the ultimate phallic symbol.

Now Taeyang having Jimin feature on a song for his upcoming album. I don’t know BigBang except for some negative things I’ve read. I do know who G-Dragon is. He supposedly has an apartment in the same complex with Joon and Jimin? I might be wrong about that. So we supposedly get to hear Jimin on Taeyang’s song in January. I’ll take anything. We’re desperate here. 

I know this post was all over the place but that’s how I’ve been this last week or two. This time of the year also does not offer any calm respite either. 

We have even more changes coming. The air is already different with our Jinnie’s military service started. The past was honestly the best, but we need to look to the future, to their future when they return to us in 2025. They will be different. We will be different. Hobi, Jin and Joon have shown us artistically how much they’ve grown this year. We supposedly still have four more artistic efforts coming before the end of 2023. And we have six more enlistment days coming.

My feelings are still raw. I know they were all emotional but my heart is still aching. I have no better words to say about being able to see all of this unfold in front of my eyes than I’m grateful to be part of it, even with how intensely emotional it is. 

[simplyselicia]

My poor baby

[moonimax]

Jin in leather pants

REBLOG if you agree with this statement

[parkminijiminie]

Me after the BBMAs: a soft stan? What is a soft stan?!

[yoonyjeong]

❤️

[throwsherbet]

Their performance omg😭😭😭

It went so quick but that coreo 👌👌👌