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k-verse-sachi · 6 months ago

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RISE OF THE PHOENIX

Hey everyone! Welcome to CharmedChaos!

I'm Alex, writer #3 who loves bringing your favorite characters to life in exciting and imaginative ways here at CharmedChaos. So, sit back, relax, and dive into the world of fantasy with me!

Group: BTS

Type: X Reader/X Member/N.A

Age Restriction: 13+/16+/18+/N.A

Word Count: 519

Request Status: Requested by: {no one}

Pairing: none

Genre: selected in purple

Romance, Angst, Fluff, Drama, Comedy, Fantasy, Mystery, Thriller, Action, Adventure, Horror, Smut

Trigger Warning: talks of paralysis, major injuries to main character

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons{outside of stated idols}, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

CHAPTER: 2

The hustle and bustle of the concert venue give way to the sterile, antiseptic atmosphere of the hospital emergency room. Jungkook is swiftly wheeled in, surrounded by a flurry of medical personnel, leaving the rest of BTS and their manager to gather anxiously in the cramped waiting room. The harsh fluorescent lights cast a cold glow over the somber group as they huddle together, the air heavy with tension and uncertainty. Time seems to stretch on endlessly, each passing minute feeling like an eternity as they wait with bated breath for any news of Jungkook's condition.

Finally, the quiet hum of anticipation is interrupted by the approach of heavy footsteps echoing down the hallway. The door to the waiting room swings open, and a doctor stands in the doorway, his expression grave. Without a word, he gestures for the group to follow him, his movements solemn and deliberate. With hearts heavy with dread, BTS and their manager rise from their seats, a silent procession trailing after the doctor as he leads them through the labyrinthine corridors of the hospital.

They arrive at a nondescript door, the simple wooden frame a stark reminder of the gravity of their situation. With a gentle push, the doctor opens the door, revealing a scene that takes their breath away. Jungkook lies still on the hospital bed, his face pale and drawn with pain. The room is suffused with an oppressive sense of despair, the weight of their collective fear pressing down on them like a leaden blanket.

Shock ripples through the group like a tidal wave, each member grappling with their own overwhelming emotions. Jimin's eyes fill with tears, his hands trembling as he struggles to comprehend the magnitude of what has transpired. Jin, usually the picture of composure, crumbles under the weight of his emotions, his shoulders shaking with silent sobs as he tries to process the thought of Jungkook's pain. Taehyung's usually bright smile fades, replaced by a mask of anguish at the sight of his friend in distress.

"the muscles around his lower spine took most of the damage, they have been strained and bruised, one even tore. But unfortunately the scan shows signs of a small fracture on a spinal disc. although this should not be too bad, there is no certainty that you will be able to walk again. it is highly likely you will need to go to physical therapy to relearn how to walk. until then you'll have to stay here for a while for treatment and recovery or be transferred over to a private hospital if you would want." the doctor spoke, before leaving the room.

And Jungkook himself, conscious but in agony, feels as if the ground has been ripped out from under him. The doctor's words hang heavy in the air, their finality like a death knell ringing in his ears. He fights to hold back the flood of emotions threatening to overwhelm him, his body trembling with the effort as he grapples with the sheer enormity of his situation.

In that moment, as they stand on the precipice of an uncertain tomorrow.

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hoebaring · 2 years ago

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It's Been a Long, Long Time | Min Yoongi

summary: Established!relationship. Yoongi is disappointed in himself for not being able to spend quality time with his wife. After a tiring day at work for the both of them, he decides to cook dinner for her and the night ends with romance and wine. (suggestion: listening to the song when it's mentioned in the story would give you the full effect XD)

genre: romance, fluff, oneshot, butterfiles everywhere.

Cross posted on Wattpad

Written by Author L

Word count :- 2.2k Words

Masterlist

Yoongi’s POV

“What does her smile remind you of?”

“Oh, her smile is the best. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. Like the smell of freshly baked cookies. Like walking into the world’s best coffee shop. Or like watching purple petunia flowers in a pot near a window spring to life.”

“What does his smile remind you of?”

“Uhh…Yoongi’s smile reminds me of the ocean waves crashing on the shore, on a serene, silent night. Or of the passing cumulus clouds in a clear blue sky. Or…the sweet chirping of mockingbirds on a tranquil morning. To me, it brings calm and peace.”

Y/N says as she unconsciously smiles at thought of my smile. The camera cuts to me and the man behind the camera asks another question.

“What is one thing you love about Y/N?”

“Her unpredictability.”

“What is one thing you love about Yoongi?”

“Ah…” Y/N says in deep thought.

“His certainty.” She smiles.

“What is one thing she does that you hate?”

I thought deeply and carefully for a minute.

"There's nothing I hate about whatever she does, except for when she yells 'Yoongi marry me' out of nowhere in public deliberately to annoy me."

“What is one thing he does that you hate?”

“He doesn't look after himself properly. Often dwells in work too much forgetting the world around him." She says while zoning out and looking elsewhere.

Maybe remebering the times I may have unintentionally forgotten her. My heart feels incredibly heavy as regret fills my mind.

"Actually no, I hate how he leaves his socks lying around the house. It's an uphill battle to make him pick his socks up.”

I laugh out loud. She’s so abrupt sometimes.

“You guys trust each other, right? So how much do you trust Y/N?”

“My trust for Y/N is as big as the sun.”

“Romantic, I see.” Says the guy behind the camera.

The camera moves to Y/N.

“Oh, my trust for Yoongi is greater than the Universe.”

“Both of you said space related things!”

“No way, wait, let me guess. He said something about the sun, didn’t he? You're supposed to say the universe genius!”

I smile at her accuracy. She knew me too well.

I’m so glad I decided to re-watch our one-episode documentary style interview that we shot a year ago. We shot it right after we made our relationship and marriage public. Y/N was hesitant and nervous at first, but she ended up enjoying it the most.

“…uh, yes after the- wait, is this allowed? She's not supposed to be here!”

The camera shifts to a trespasser who had secretly managed to sneak into my interview room and hide behind the staff.

“Aha! You found me. It’s alright, go on, you won't even know I'm here.” Y/N explains her intrusion.

Pd-nim gives Y/N a thumbs and requests me to continue. The camera moves back to me and as I speak, I get distracted way too many times. The camera shifts to Y/N making funny faces and goofing around. I’m pretty sure she thought this would be edited out. The shoot was actually so much more relaxed with her. And oh God, I miss her. My comeback is in less than a week and I’ve been preparing for it since the past two months. I practically live in my studio now. I go back home maybe thrice a week and rarely spend time with Y/N. I leave before she wakes up and get back home after she’s asleep.

Y/N on the other hand, has been nothing but supportive. She used to stop by the studio with some food to make sure I’m eating well. She hung out in the practice room and listened to bits and pieces of my music. The privilege only a few have the access to.

According to some clichés, you should be expecting a grumpy, attention deprived and annoyed wife waiting for you at home, prepared to start an exhaustive argument. But to my relief, a bright and warm smile greets me as soon as I swing open the door to our apartment. An oversized Celine t-shirt with large sleeves drooping down her shoulders hung over Y/N’s petite figure. (Oversized- because it was clearly stolen from my closet.) I notice her messy low bun with a few loose curls hanging over the frame of her face and the faint freckles that spread across her cheeks. She was on the couch when she pointed to her laptop on the coffee table before bringing her index finger to her puckered lips and mouthing a small “shush”.

The presentation on the laptop screen and the voices of multiple people indicated that Y/N was in a meeting. She pats the empty space on the couch asking me to sit beside her while I remove my socks and remember to carefully place them inside my shoes. I didn’t want to upset her anymore.

Once I'm seated, Y/N snuggles close to me and leans back on my chest while facing her laptop. I wrap my arms around her and rest my head on her shoulder.

“How was your day?” She whispers.

“It was great. Tiring but productive. I missed you.” I reply as I kiss her cheek.

Y/N turns around and faces me.

“Oh! Has something happened?”

“Why would something happen?”

“Well, I'm only asking.” she shrugs with a playful smile on her face.

“I don't need a reason to miss my wife.” I say before peppering several kisses on her face.

The living room is filled with Y/N’s giggles and my heart swells with joy at the sight of her cute-ass nose scrunch and smile. I was so right when I said it made me feel all warm and fuzzy.

How could I ever stay away from her?

“How was your day?” I ask her as she turns around again and lays her head on my shoulder.

“It was alright, I attended a million meetings today. As you said, tiring but productive.” She replies while playing with my hand that rested on her shoulder.

She compares her right hand with mine and lets out a soft gasp.

“My hands are so tiny!”

“They’re adorable.”

“You’re only saying that because I’m your wife.”

“No, they’re actually super cute.” I say as I intertwine our fingers.

“What did you have for lunch?” I ask.

She thought for a brief moment.

“Uhh…well, does an apple and Oreos count as lunch?”

“What? You skipped lunch?” I frown.

“No, of course not! Why would I?”

“I… had an apple. Highly nutritious.” She elaborates with absolute confidence.

“Y/N!” I exclaim, completely baffled.

“Uh oh, I should really focus on what's going on in the meeting Yoongi.” She leans toward the coffee table and stares at the laptop.

“The meeting ended Y/N.”

“Oh.”

This is exactly what I was worried about. Ever since her company got acquired by another high-profile business, she has become so busy with meetings, projects, and deadlines. And yes, she makes time for me. But not for herself. What bothers me even more is the fact that I haven’t made time for her too. Gosh, I’ve been a terrible husband lately.

“What about dinner?”

“What about it?

“Did you have dinner?”

“Uhh I think another meeting is starting now.”

“Y/N, come on you’re not a child!”

“No, I know! I'm sorry I forgot” She makes a puppy face and apologizes.

God, how am I supposed to stay mad now?

I sigh and shake my head. I stand up from the couch and roll up my sleeves.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m gonna make dinner.”

“For who?”

“For you.”

She stares at me with a smug smile.

“Oooh ultimate husband material.”

I laugh and walk towards the kitchen.

Y/N’s POV

I watch him as he opens the door to the fridge, grabs some vegetables, turns around to face the counter and starts cooking.

I am quite fussy when it comes to managing time and sorting out priorities. With the recent company acquisition, I haven’t had much time dealing with my normal life. Sounds odd, but weirdly, I don’t hate it. Oftentimes I get bored when I’m alone at home, so work keeps me busy. And when I lose track of time and sense, I have Yoongi. He is one of the best things that has happened to me. He truly is husband material. No kidding.

I turn back to my laptop screen and decide to continue my tiresome monotony. The meeting was to discuss legal issues and I was about to die out of boredom. Soon, I grow impatient and look at Yoongi, who was cooking diligently with complete peace of mind. Yoongi cooks really well, not gonna lie. However, I consider myself a better cook. We’ve often had silly debates and quarrels as to who cooks better. One such time, during a silly banter, we randomly started listing out all the things we cooked well.

“Oh! My Kimchi Stew is the best in the world.”

“Your mom absolutely loved my Tangsuyuk. She even asked for the recipe.”

“Ahh nothing can beat the way I make Dakgalbi.”

“My Milmyeon is truly exceptional, everyone in Busan knows that.”

And we went on and on and on. My ego and desperation to win the argument sky rocketed so bad that I ended up boasting non stop about my cooking skills without giving Yoongi a chance to speak. It was like I was rapping. Oh, the irony!

Having enough of my rant he proceeded to do the most unexpected thing ever. He abruptly grabbed my waist, pulled me close and kissed me to shut me up.

“Alright Clare Smyth. We get the point.” He whispered after pulling away.

That brings a smile to my face. He was quite the romantic. Might not seem like one at first glance but definitely and pleasantly surprising at times.

After a while, a comforting and vaguely familiar smell wafts through the house. Highly curious about what he was cooking and completely disinterested in the meeting, I get up and make my way towards the kitchen.

I tap on Yoongi’s right shoulder twice and quickly move to his left before he turns around. He looks behind and turns back to face me realising I was messing around. I wink at him playfully before walking up to an empty counter and sitting on top of it.

“What are you cooking?”

“Japchae.”

“Oh, babe you’re the best.” I say in a grateful tone.

“That I am.” He winks.

We didn't speak much. I just watched him cook in silence. The silence was only interrupted by the occasional sound of the knife hitting the chopping board or by the faint voices of various people in the meeting.

I decide to play some music and as I scroll through Spotify, the perfect song catches my eye.

It’s Been a Long, Long Time by Harry James.

I get off the counter, open a shelf, grab two wine glasses and a bottle of Corton Grancey.

When Yoongi put the noodles to boil and covered the pot with a glass lid, he realised that was the last thing to be cooked. He turns around and walks up to me.

“Allow me.” He pours some wine into our glasses.

“Dinner shall be served in a few minutes ma’am.” He says with a smile.

“Hmm, I must say, the service is rather lazy.” I say in a pretentious superior tone before taking a sip.

“…but I’ll pardon it for now, because the chef looks quite handsome.”

[start listening to It's Been a Long, Long Time]

We instantly break into laughter. Ah I missed this. Him. Quite a lot in fact. We are like a puzzle with missing pieces. Yet, it is a complete picture. A heart-warming one. A love like ours didn't have to be about the missing parts. Rather it’s about the beauty of the existing ones coming together to form a new picture every single day. It’s about the willingness to create a whole new perspective from a small loving gesture in an everyday life. About realizing that any and every moment with the other can be precious no matter how long the puzzle pieces have stayed on the same board. To acknowledge that puzzles can be tiring & boring but when solved alongside a beloved, it’s actually not that bad.

Yoongi and I were always on the same page. Maybe not the same line. But either of us always catches up. And at the end, I know we’ll finish the book together. We love each other too much. Besides, I could never get tired of that gummy smile of his.

The atmosphere changes as we gaze at each other. It has actually been a long, long time since I got a chance to look at him. His hair had grown longer. The soft golden lights gleamed on his face making him look ethereal. Almost instinctively, I place my arms around his neck as he grabs my waist and pulls me close. We start swaying to the song and slow dance under the dim golden light.

‘Never thought that you would be’

‘Standing here so close to me’

‘There’s so much I feel that I should say’

‘But words can wait until some other day’

“The noodles might burn” He says.

“That can wait until some other day too” He smirks before placing his hands on my jaw and his lips on mine. Butterflies go wild in my stomach as he deepens the kiss and pulls me closer than ever.

Just like a scene from a romantic 70’s movie or like the end of a Disney movie, the song in the background continues to play as Yoongi pulls away from the kiss and leans his forehead on mine.

‘Kiss me once, then kiss me twice, then kiss me once again’

‘It’s Been a Long, Long Time.’

#ahh im gonna die #its so romantic #yoongixyn #min yoongi #suga #bts #bts ff #btsimagines #bts one shot #one shot #its been a long long time

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temptingempress · 2 years ago

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Man in the Woods ( Hoseok Smut )

Summary: A couple gets lost in the woods, and to their luck, they find a nice house in the woods owned by a mysterious, handsome man. As they delve deeper into the strange man, they find out all his dirty twisted secrets he tries not to unleash.

Rated: 18+

Words: 1,375

(Notes: there are no warnings for this chapter. Its pretty safe. Its just a chapter to set everything up! Trust me.. you dont wanna miss out on this one.)

This was day 3 of the never-ending woods.

3 days ago, Jungkook and Areum got lost in the vast, never-ending woods. Ever since they've decided to somewhat "run away" from their home lifes and start new ones. "Like Gale and Katniss should've done," Jungkook exclaims, but he didn't expect it to go this far into the endless woods. When they were walking to carelessly, talking about the meaningless things, they forgot all about the trail signs warning them of danger close by.

Jungkook owned his own sneaker company named 'POWER'. He designed trendy yet high-end sneakers that took off on day one, just three days ago he was kissing his follower's goodbye and promising them he'd get back to them but now, here he was, with no signal. "It's like a social retreat!" He said at first, but when a couple hours came around, he was flinging his phone in the air, trying to at least get one bar of data.

Areum on the other hand, owned a whole ass daycare in her house, and today was probably Monday, which means her clients would be driving their kids to her house, thinking she's there yet she is not! Which is going to be very terrible on her business. She could only imagine how many bad reviews she's going to get on her website called 'dependablesunshinedaycare.com' the next day!

"If you didn't take the wrong freaking turn, we wouldn't be here right now!" Areum huffed as she lunged over a big boulder blocking their way "We've been walking forever Rexx! I'm tired"

Jungkook brushed the leaves that suddenly smacked his face. "I don't want to spend another night here Areum and what's done is done! You should've spoken up if you knew we were going the wrong way."

"I did!" her voice slowly raises."I told you we had to go the other way to get to your damn jeep!" she then closed her eyes and calmed down taking a deep breath and clasping her hands together. "I don't even know this part of the woods. We're stranded."

"We're not ashore, so technically we're not stranded" Jungkook looked at Areum.

"Well, you get my point!" she sighed loudly "okay okay, we have to mark our path. I'll collect rocks on the way and lay them down at every point we step. If we dont get anywhere by sundown, we'll go the other way tomorrow."

"that's a stupid plan."

"Well, Jungkook, it's my only plan unles. You have some ideas! It's not like we have a freaking flare to shoot off to let people know we're lost."

"Hey hey hey." Jungkook walked up to Areum, taking her hand and smiling. "Areum, when have I not saved us from our problems." He looked into her frustrated eyes with calm meek ones

"That time you broke under the pressure and tattled to us to my mom that we ate all her deviled eggs."

"Okay, okay, after that! Remember when I saved you from your professor by saying I broke up with you, or that one time where I saved us from that aggressive dog, oh! oh, you have to remember that onee time! You broke your mother's favorite vase, and I covered for you and said I broke it, and we both know oh" he laughs "we both know your mom i from the gates of hell."

"Jungkook..." She rolled her eye and tried to suppress her smile. This was a very serious moment

"What I'm just saying! If I can save us from your mother this would be a piece of cake baby gorilla!"

She couldn't take it and let out a tiny laugh "Fine fine, whatever you say. I'm still going to lay rocks, though." Everything will be fine...

Five hours passed, and they were both tired and decided to settle down for the night. The sun was setting, and the breeze was brutal. Winter had just begun. Usually, Areum would be loving this breeze when she was tidied up in blankets, hugged by her close family, and sharing stories and smores by the fire that reached the night sky but not tonight. Tonight was different. She was in nothing than just a t shirt and pants. She didn't think she'd stay in the woods for long, so he didn't think it was necessary to dress up. She was so cold that she could feel her hands go numb and her ears go solid.

The air that was once filled with laughter and jokes from Kook, but now it was stone cold. Just silent. If you spoke, the condensation of your breath would coat your already cold face. There they were, just sitting on a log waiting for the sun to come out, and that wouldn't be for another what 7 hours.

Areum looked over to Kook, he looked miserable. It was as if the situation they're in really hit him and it hurt Areum's heart to see. Jungkook had finally broke the ice "I'm sorry I let you down."

Areum scoots closer to him and gently hugs him. "You know, even though we're literally freezing to death... I think.. I'm happy still. Happy with you." she wipes her nose and smiled at him. Resting her chin on his shoulder. If they were going to die tomorrow, now was the time to confess their thoughts, and Areum's thoughts about Jungkook had only grown stronger over the past years she knew him. "Im really happy with you, Jungkook..."

Kook gave Areum a slight smile and hugs her back. He spoke calmly. "I'm happy with you too... I wish... I wish before I left I shouldv'e confessed. I've been wanting to confess for a while, but I guess if any time is the best time, it's now."

Areum's heart started beating from inside her chest, getting the slightest warmth on her cheeks. She was silent as she listened to him. His glossy eyes looked her in the soul. Was this the moment the moment he'd pour out his heart to her. Saying that he loved her from day one? That she was always his special girl... if it was, she'd be able to freeze to death peacefully...

"I like your sister.. I should've confessed that to her."

"What."

"Yeah... if one of us makes it out alive she has to know. Hold up. I got a good idea. I've been using the power bank to charge my phone. I think it's full." He pulls the powerbank out. The little red light one the power bank indicating the power bank is dead, but his phone is at 100 bars. Sweet,

He holds on the camera towards them and presses the recording button. "Hello guys, if anyone stumbles upon this video, it means I didn't make it.. We didn't make it. I just wanted to say thank you so much for your support... i ate all the granola bars and drubk all the water, so yeah, we're basically done"

As he rambles on, Areum stood there in disbelief. There were so many things that went wrong in that situation. One, he loves her sister, not her, two, he used their power bank just so he could make a video for his followers and 3 he ate up all their resources. The light redness on her face spread like a wild fire.. She was about to let her heart shout, but what Kook said next interrupted her thoughts.

"Wait... what's that." He turned his camera to what seemed to be a fire and smoke in the distance. "We might be dying of heat instead of cold."

"Wait.." Areum smelled the air, it smelt like... pig. Someone was smoking something. Areum quickly stood up and jogged toward the fairy lights that lit up she didn't care if she tripped at this point she could see hope. If she was gonna die, she didn't want to die with him. Well, not anymore.

"Areum wait!" Kook followed her after and they ran for what seemed like a mile, tripping on dirt on the way.

"AH!" Areum could feel her pants being ripped at her hip by a tough tree trunk, but that didn't stop her from running. Finally, they saw what looked like heaven to them.

Chapter 2 out now!

#hoseok smut #bts #bts au #bts mafia au #jhope x y/n #namjoonxoc #drabbles #fiction #imagines #oneshots #bts one shot #btsimagines #bts fic #taehyung ff #jungkook x y/n #jungkook

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agustdwrites · 2 years ago

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He ran as fast as he could. An infected was hot on his tail and snarling as it chased him. Most would think he was in trouble, until he slid under the gate of a building, blocking the infected from getting to him. An infected would never give up its prey as long as it was in sight, so he was trapped.

As the infected beat on the gate, he smirked. A bullet shot straight through its brain, body crumbling to the ground in seconds. He lifted and climbed under the gate, brushing himself off. “That was cutting it close, Yoongi. We should have sent Jungkook.” Namjoon spoke as he holstered his gun on his waist.

“It didn’t get me though, did it? We can’t always rely on Jungkook to play bait just because he’s the fastest. We need him everywhere.” Yoongi spoke as he walked next to Namjoon. “Just be more careful next time. Run sooner than later.” He sighed. Yoongi nodded, “Yeah, yeah. I’ve made it this far haven’t I?” Namjoon stopped and glared at him. Yoongi stopped and held up his hands in defeat. “Okay, okay. Next time I’ll be more careful, I promise.”

As they walked back into the shop, the joined the others in filling up their bags. “How’d it go? Is the building safe?” Asked Jin. Namjoon nodded. “We’ll have to reinforced certain areas, but the gate is strong. We’ll be safe there.”

For months they had been searching for shelter. Originally they were staying in an abandoned restaurant, but it was breached by the infected. Over the past months they said stayed in various places temporarily, teaching themselves how to be better at protecting their shelter. This wasn’t an area they new well. They were from Korea and this was Canada. They were desperate to find shelter fast before the harsh winter began.

They managed to find themselves in the city of Ottawa, or what was left of Ottawa anyway. A lot of places had already been looted and most buildings were not good for protection. Thankfully, they found the perfect place. It was a building inside of an old shopping center that seemed to have been abandoned prior to the pandemic. It was big enough for them all, warm, and it had a strong gate to block anyone or anything from entering.

The building appeared to have been some sort of public clinic. Of course, it had been looted completely so there were no provisions left, but they would be safe.

When they arrived back at the clinic, they made sure to lock up the gate securely, and began assigning areas. There was enough rooms for them to each have their own, but with everything going on and bringing so much uncertainty, they grouped up instead.

“Hey guys, check it out!” Taehyung, called from inside one of the rooms. “These drawers are locked shut.” He said as they all gathered in the room. Jungkook reached into his bag and pulled out a crowbar. “Stand back.” He said as he hooked the first drawer and split the wood. He pulled out the drawer and looked inside. “Holy shit.”

“What is it?” Taehyung asked as he tried to look over Jungkook’s shoulder. “Medical supplies.” He turned to them with a smile. “There’s bandages, gauze, and tape in this one.” Smiles grew in all their faces as they looked through the drawer. Medical supplies was impossible to find these days and they had been running extremely low. “Open the rest, let’s see what we’ve got.”

Once all the drawers were open they gathers the supplies. “I can’t believe this. How did nobody take these?” Jimin asked as he and Taehyung split everything up into 7 equal packs for each of them to carry. “We’ve got gauze, tape, bandages, syringes, alcohol, everything except prescription medication.” Hoseok handed out the packs, making sure everyone had them put away safely, especially when carrying syringes.

“Alright, we’ve got medical supplies, food, water, and shelter. Everyone get some rest and tomorrow we look for materials to reinforce everything.” Namjoon spoke. Even with the apocalypse, the boys voted Namjoon leader. His intelligence was very important for their survival. They wouldn’t have made it this far without him, that’s what they would say anyway. In Namjoon’s eyes each member was valuable, and each had their strengths and weaknesses.

As darkness took over the skies, they split into their groups and headed to bed. Tomorrow was going to be a really tough day for everyone.

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BTS Werewolf Fanfiction

My human mate (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/330374070-my-human-mate?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=myhope_bts_7&wp_originator=D%2BUJXirASjAh0lWAcI1dtcf6BCe7BMiTw9erX%2BELFwktzGNDsb29x8weXlKEGeeAFCRYqsTUaCDt2ZIx4DG1hqN5O0d4L7vCTcOPi0ulO45w2pJJN1ntYJrUU7isdXsI strawberry fragrance..... Tiny body.... and long hair. I don't even look at any other girl for her. She will find me I just need to wait..... Will he get his mate? What will happen?

#btsff #jungkookff #btsimagines #werewolfff #btsfantasy

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jungkookstatts · 1 year ago

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Big fan of your work! Since requests are open I was wondering if you may do a jk smut “holy sh*t i think you got ME pregnant” riding and complete eagerness for jk 🫣

[Summary]: Jungkook is a little too obsessed with the idea of making you his. About making you both his wife and the mother of his kids.

[Theme]: Non-Idol AU (or Idol AU, however, you see it), Established Relationship AU, Pre-Fiances(?) AU

[Rating]: 18+ literally just sex, oral (m receiving), doggy, spitting, choking, ass slapping, hair grabbing, creampie, cockwarming, impreg kink, dom jk, sub reader, literally just vile I'm sorry

[Word Count]: 2,016

[A/N]: This literally took me almost 4 months, I apologize deeply. I also wrote it and then reread your ask and realized I didn't really follow it too much ㅠㅠ I am sorry I hope you still like it. My mind just went "woo-woo sex!!"

Your boyfriend is a big brat. Sometimes, even a bigger brat than you.

This all started because he was being a big cunt driving you home from your date. He took you out to a fancy restaurant for your 3-year anniversary, but for some reason, he was being a complete prick all the way home. Something about how you looked at the waiter a certain way and he didn’t like it.

So now here you are, your silk dress thrown somewhere on his bedroom floor, and your panties ripped down the middle. He’s naked and rock-hard in front of you, looking down at you on display on his sheets.

“You think it’s funny, huh?” your boyfriend smirks, his tongue coming out to lick at his lip piercing.

“I mean, yeah, a little,” you laugh. He’s so pent up, so overworked over nothing. You literally want to marry this man — he has nothing to worry about. It’s funny, but you’re also extremely turned on. Jungkook mad and jealous, is a huge, dangerous combination you can’t help but bend at the knees over in the bedroom.

His eyebrows knit together angrily as he pushes your legs up, his cold fingers sliding up your folds.

“A-ah,” you gasp, wiping the laugh off your face. His long fingers play with you, sliding and circling your juices between your folds.

“Not so funny now, is it?” he chuckles. He inserts a finger into you, and you grab onto his wrist in a useless attempt to calm him down for a moment. But he takes your wrist on his own, pinning it against the bedsheets next to your head. “Am I a joke, hm?” he whispers against your neck. “You think it’s funny to look at other men when I take you out?”

“N-No, Kook,” you swear. “I only look at you.”

“Damn right you do,” he bites your neck harshly, causing you to arch your back into his chest. You know for a fact you’re going to be purple and blue tomorrow. “You’ve got a smart mouth, Y/n,” he smiles against your ear. “Let me fix it for you.”

“K-Kook,” you whine, knowing where this is going.

“Get up,” he demands. You feel your pussy tremble at the look in his eyes. He’s going to torture the shit out of you, and you couldn’t be more excited and scared at the same time.

Your boyfriend sits down at the edge of his bed, spreading his legs and pointing to the space on the ground in between them for you. You fall onto your knees, sliding your hands up his thighs until they’re inches from his swollen cock. He’s so hard — it almost looks painful. But he looks down at you with hooded eyes, smiling devilishly at the events to come.

“Suck it,” he demands. And you do.

With your small hands wrapped around his cock, you give him a test pump before licking a long stripe from base to tip. The sensation has his head falling back, and you feel yourself dripping onto the floor at the sight of his Adam's apple bobbing from pleasure. You put him into your mouth, your tongue flattening against his frenulum so deliciously, that he grabs your hair in his fist and pushes you down further. The action causes you to gag, not ready for the sudden change in pace. But you accept it graciously, adjusting to his length in your mouth as you move with the pace his hand on your hair sets for you.

It’s always hard to adjust to him. You hate to admit it, but your big-brat boyfriend has a big-brat cock. You don’t think in the three years you’ve dated him you’ve been able to call yourself “used” to his size. But he likes it rough. He warned you when you said you didn’t like rough sex all those years ago that he’d change your mind. And boy, has he. You’re an absolute slut for this man, and he gets a tiny ego boost every time you submit yourself to him like this.

“That’s it, baby,” he coaxes you.

You bob your head onto him, looking up at him with your full mouth, eyes watery and big. He almost cums at the sight, pushing you off for a moment to compose himself.

You come off with a pop, a messy line of spit connecting your mouth to his dick.

He grabs your jaw with his palm, his thumb jutting into your mouth. You take his thumb in your hand, enclosing it around your lips and sucking on it just as you sucked his dick.

“Open,” he demands again. You do, opening your mouth and pushing your tongue out. Your boyfriend leans forward, taking your chin in his fingertips, and spits into your mouth. You smile, giggling with a mouth full of his spit when he slightly sits back, looking at all of you. He was about to say something, but you lean into him, taking his dick into your mouth again and sucking him harder and faster.

“A-ah-Y/n,” he moans quietly, although his grip on your hair returns harshly. “Ffuckkk—hah.”

He nearly laughs at the pleasure; you’re so perfect for him it’s funny. You know every single one of his pleasures, and he knows you do when you begin to play with the skin between his balls and cock as you fuck him with your mouth. The sensation has him pulling you off his cock again for good, himself on the edge of release.

“Get on the bed,” he pants.

“How?” you ask, resting your hands on his thighs. He leans forward again, but this time his hand comes around your neck, choking you a little more harshly than you expected. Your eyes search for him, completely lust-filled and intense.

“How I like you best,” he whispers against your lips. You lean in to kiss him, but he pulls away, teasing you in the most evil way possible.

You pout, but get up on your feet and lay down front-first against the sheets. You feel him come up behind you, touching the back of your thighs softly, gliding his hands up your skin until they meet the round of your ass. You listen to him moan softly as he spreads them apart, taking a good look at your swollen, dripping cunt.

“God, you’re so wet,” he nearly whines. “You gonna let me knock you up, sweetheart?”

“Mmhm,” you whine. The anticipation of his cock inside of you is getting too intense, and you wiggle your ass at him in an attempt to get him to get a move on. But he only slaps your ass hard, surely leaving a handprint. You gasp sharply, toes curling at the surprise.

“Fuck, I want to put a baby in you so bad,” he slaps your ass again. “Wanna show everyone how swollen I’ve made you. That you’re carrying my baby because you’re my girl.”

“J-Jungkook,” you gasp as he lands a third harsh slap on your ass. You almost feel like you might cum — he’s always hinted at wanting kids with you, but hasn’t really brought it to the bedroom. It’s hot, to say the very least. That, and the combination of his big hand slapping your ass.

“No one would question you’re mine,” he grabs your hips, pulling them up into the air where he situates the tip of his dick against your cunt. “You’d be too busy having my babies to give anyone else a glance other than me.”

You open your mouth to say something, but he’s already pushing inside of you, stretching you so well like how he always does. You fold your arms in the space above your head, arching your back into him as he slowly bottoms out. This position always allows his cock to kiss your cervix so delicately, you squirm knowing he’s going to pump you so good once he’s finished.

“Fuck,” he spits, panting at the sheer feeling of your walls around him. “Y-You good?”

You just moan against his pillows, nodding your head as you push your hips back, slipping further into him than you were before. Jungkook grabs your hips tightly, pressing his fingertips harshly into your skin as he pulls out and slams back in with force. You moan loudly into the fabric, but Jungkook pays you no mind, pushing your head further into the sheets as he fucks you like a demon.

His hips slap against yours, and you find yourself coming undone within minutes of his torture on you. The man behind you only laughs, his thrusts becoming harder, trying to push past the absolute grip you have on his cock from your orgasm.

“God, you’re so tight,” he groans, head lulling back in disbelief. “You’re all mine,” he grabs your ass harshly before landing another slap onto it. “Say it, Y/n. Say you’re mine. Say you belong to me.”

“Koo,” you tremble, completely overstimulated from your orgasm.

“Dammit,” he grips your hair in his fist, forcing you to look up. His body looms over yours, his breath tickling your ear as he demands again, “Say it.”

“I’m yours, Koo,” you whine. “I’m all yours; only yours.”

He grunts in your ear at your words, dick slightly twitching inside of you. The way you say his name sounds so sweet. He never wants to hear his name from another pair of lips. It only sounds right when it’s coming from you. The thought of you being his forever, of the diamond ring sitting in the top drawer of his closet wardrobe, looms over him. God, he can’t wait. He’s so eager and so very impatient. He wants you, he wants you as his — as his wife and the mother of his children — so badly, he can almost taste it. He wants to be your husband already.

“Fuck, dammit,” he curses, head resting against the back of your shoulder. He still fucks into you, hips unrelenting and only quickening with the orgasm he denied of himself just a while ago while you were sucking him off looming over his head. “M’ gonna cum.”

“Cum for me, baby,” you permit him. Your voice sounds like honey in his ears, and you find yourself cumming for a second time when his thick, hot ropes spill into you. It’s so much — his sweet voice filling your ear as pleasure takes over his body, the way his cum pumps into you filling you with so much of him you feel so full and used.

“A-ah, Y/n,” he says softly, kissing your shoulder with wet, soft kisses. “Fuck, you’re so good to me.”

“I love you,” you respond as your knees give out on you. He simply falls on top of you, letting you lie down with his cock buried deep inside of you. He plugs you up, even though he’s softening slowly by the minute.

“I love you, too,” he smiles.

“I think you might have gotten me pregnant,” you slightly turn your head toward him. Your boyfriend comes up to you, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“I guess we’ll find out,” he smiles gently.

“You’re fine with that?” you ask him, a little surprised.

“Yeah,” he hides his face in the crook of your neck. “I want like…an entire army of children with you, so I’m completely fine with that idea.”

“I’m not having more than two kids,” you scoff.

He simply looks at you with his bunny eyes, feeling embarrassed by his eagerness.

“Maybe three, but that is pushing it,” you change your mind. Fuck, this man has you wrapped around his finger.

“Regardless, I’m gonna make you mine,” he says surely, turning you on his back.

“I am yours,” you confirm as you push the hair out of his face.

“Officially,” he corrects you.

You don’t even have to ask what he means by that when he stares at your ring finger gently before kissing you into the pillows, the hand on your waist slowly tracing circles on your lower stomach with his thumb.

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[End. Do not copy. Original work of @jungkookstatts , 2023]

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spicikimchii · 1 year ago

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BTS FANFICTION

LOVE CANDIDATE ©BangtanArmies

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jj-stay · 1 year ago

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An Intimate Slumber

Intro: Hey everyone, it's your girl [jj-stay] here! I'm so excited to be writing this post and sharing my latest fanfiction with you all! This fanfiction centers around [bts] and features [reader], and is suitable for readers of all [16] and older.

TW: [mentions of skz Holding s/o's boobs]

Word Count: 794

Request: [no]

Pairing: BTS x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Romantic Comedy

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real-life actions or events is purely coincidental.

Summary: A quirky phenomenon leads to BTS members discovering the unexpected truth about their sleeping habits. With newfound knowledge, they embark on a journey to adapt to their unique needs while deepening their bond with their girlfriends.

Chapter 1: A Whimsical Discovery

Jin's Reaction:

Jin, always the gentleman, stumbled upon the peculiar phenomenon one night while seeking comfort in his girlfriend's embrace. Startled yet curious, he lifted his head to find solace in her nurturing presence. Jin, being the considerate person he is, would lightly chuckle, embracing the situation with modesty, and thinking about how to best accommodate this newfound quirk. Initiating a heartfelt conversation, he would discuss his observations and make sure his girlfriend felt comfortable being his sleeping partner. The night ended in tender whispers and promises to find creative ways to adapt to their new companionship.

Chapter 2: An Unexpected Discovery

Yoongi's Reaction:

Yoongi, the embodiment of warmth and comfort, discovered the phenomenon on a tiring day when he simply needed a breath of relief. As his girlfriend turned over in her sleep, her gentle breath grazed his cheek, acting as a lullaby to his restless mind. Noticing his dependence on her presence, Yoongi might be caught off guard initially, his usual composed demeanor faltering for a moment. However, with a small, contented smile tugging at the corner of his lips, he would embrace the situation, acknowledging the trust and security he feels when he's close to his girlfriend. He would revel in the newfound knowledge, swearing to hold onto her more tightly, ensuring she understands just how important she is to him.

Chapter 3: A Surprising Revelation

Namjoon's Reaction:

Namjoon, a deep-thinker and intellectual, discovered this phenomenon by chance while studying the intricacies of his girlfriend's sleeping patterns. Fascinated by the synchronization of their breathing and heartbeats, he would greet this revelation with curiosity and a touch of amazement. This newfound knowledge would spark a series of philosophical discussions with his girlfriend, as they mused over the scientific basis behind their primal connection. Namjoon would cherish their intellectual bond and use it as a means to strengthen their relationship both in and out of the bedroom.

Chapter 4: A Soothing Admiration

Hoseok's Reaction:

Hoseok, always in high spirits, stumbled upon this phenomenon during a playful late-night tickle session with his girlfriend. Caught off guard by the soothing sensation, Hoseok would erupt into a fit of laughter that echoed through the room. Eventually, his laughter would subside, leaving behind a comforting silence. With a soft smile plastered on his face, Hoseok would express his awe at the unexpected discovery, cherishing the newfound closeness between him and his girlfriend. From that day forward, they would engage in playful banter and tickle wars, knowing that their bond is impossible to resist.

Chapter 5: A Gentle Embrace

Jimin's Reaction:

Jimin, a charismatic and affectionate soul, would stumble upon this quaint phenomenon during a night of gentle caresses and sweet whispers. Feeling a sense of solace as his girlfriend's hand brushed against his bare chest, he would lock eyes with her before a shy, contagious giggle escaped his lips. With a warm smile illuminating his face, Jimin would express his adoration, believing this newfound connection to be a testament to the depth of their relationship. From that point forward, he would wrap his arms around his girlfriend more tightly, cherishing each moment they spent in each other's embrace.

Chapter 6: A Contented Sleep

Taehyung's Reaction:

Taehyung, a free-spirited and wide-eyed explorer, would discover this phenomenon during a late-night cuddling session with his girlfriend. In awe of the tranquil yet profound comfort he finds in her presence, Taehyung would express his emotions through subtle gestures: a soft sigh, a lingering touch. His eyes would twinkle with childlike wonder as he gazes at her peacefully sleeping form. Taehyung would embrace this newfound knowledge, grateful for the unique connection he shares with his girlfriend, and use it as inspiration in his artistic endeavors.

Chapter 7: A Blissful Surrender

Jungkook's Reaction:

Jungkook, the embodiment of youthful innocence and vulnerability, would stumble upon this phenomenon after a long, exhausting day. Surrendering to the blissful comfort of his girlfriend's embrace, Jungkook would find solace in her nurturing presence. Initially startled by the realization, he would shyly chuckle before snuggling deeper into her arms. Lovingly accepting this newfound revelation, Jungkook would utter a soft "I love you" in a barely audible whisper. From that moment forward, his girlfriend's peaceful sleeping form would become his sanctuary, fueling his dreams with warmth and love.

Epilogue: A Deeper Connection

As the nights pass and BTS members discover their unique sleeping habits, they embark on a journey of self-discovery, deepening their connections with their girlfriends. With newfound knowledge, they learn to appreciate the power of intimacy and trust, creating a bond that goes beyond mere physical attachment. In the end, they realize that these quirks only serve to strengthen their relationships, making every night a tender and intimate experience they will eternally cherish.

#fanfiction #fanfic #kpop #kpopfanfic #kpopfanfiction #kpopimagina #bts #btsimagine #btsimagines #bts imagines #@kflixnet

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k-verse-sachi · 6 months ago

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Rise of The Phoenix

Hey everyone! Welcome to CharmedChaos!

I'm Alex, writer #3 who loves bringing your favorite characters to life in exciting and imaginative ways here at CharmedChaos. So, sit back, relax, and dive into the world of fantasy with me!

Group: BTS

Type: X Reader/X Member/N.A

Age Restriction: 13+/16+/18+/N.A

Word Count: 1k

Request Status: Requested by: {no one}

Pairing: none

Genre: selected in purple

Romance, Angst, Fluff, Drama, Comedy, Fantasy, Mystery, Thriller, Action, Adventure, Horror, Smut

Trigger Warning: talks of paralysis, major injuries to main character

CHAPTER 5: THE PHOENIX RISES FROM THE ASHES

it's been months now. BTS is set for a comeback.

The arena hummed with excitement, a palpable energy coursing through the air as fans eagerly awaited the arrival of their beloved idols. In the backstage corridors, BTS prepared for their momentous performance, their hearts pounding with a mix of nerves and anticipation.

Jungkook leaned in close to his manager, their heads bowed in a private conversation amidst the chaos of the backstage area. His eyes sparkled with excitement as he shared his secret plan, a plan that would leave both his bandmates and fans speechless. The manager nodded solemnly, understanding the weight of Jungkook's decision and the importance of keeping it under wraps until the perfect moment.

As the lights dimmed and the opening chords echoed through the arena, the crowd erupted into thunderous applause. BTS burst onto the stage, their presence commanding, their energy infectious as they launched into their performance. The audience sang along to every word, their voices blending into a harmonious chorus that filled the air with euphoria.

Halfway through the concert, as the audience was caught up in the rhythm of the music, a sudden shift in atmosphere seized their attention. From the wings of the stage emerged Jungkook's wheelchair, propelled by unseen hands. Gasps of surprise rippled through the crowd as all eyes turned towards the unexpected sight.

With a mixture of nervousness and determination, Jungkook approached the microphone, his heart pounding in his chest. The weight of the moment hung heavy in the air as he addressed the audience, his voice trembling with emotion. "I've missed you all more than words can say," he began, his voice barely above a whisper, yet reverberating with raw emotion. "But tonight, I want to share something special with you."

As the anticipation reached its peak, Jungkook summoned every ounce of courage within him and pushed himself out of his wheelchair. The collective gasp that swept through the crowd was deafening, a moment frozen in time as Jungkook stood before them. Tears welled in the eyes of fans and bandmates alike as they witnessed his remarkable feat.

Across the stage, the members of BTS stood in awe, their eyes wide with disbelief. Tears glistened in Jimin's eyes as he watched his friend defy the odds. Yoongi, usually composed, was unable to contain his emotions, tears streaming down his face as he witnessed this. he felt relief, and so did everyone else. As Jungkook made his way towards his bandmates, the distance between them bridged by his determination, they rushed to meet him. Arms enveloped him in a tight embrace, laughter mingling with tears of joy. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated emotion.

For Jungkook, it was more than just a step forward. And as they stood together, bathed in the glow of love and acceptance, they knew that anything was possible. The stage was not just a platform for performance; it was a sacred space where dreams were realized and miracles happen.

Jungkook gazed out at the sea of fans, their unwavering support a beacon of hope in his journey of recovery. "I’m not fully back to where I was," he began, his voice steady with determination, "and it might take a while. But I promise, I will perform again. It won’t be exactly like before, but I will keep giving you everything I have. Thank you for believing in me."

The crowd erupted into thunderous applause, their cheers echoing through the stadium as Jungkook's words washed over them. Among the countless faces, Jungkook's eyes caught sight of one in particular – Hana, the ARMY member who had penned a heartfelt letter sharing her own battle with cancer and how Jungkook's presence had brought her comfort and strength during her darkest days.

With a grateful smile, Jungkook reached out to Hana, his voice filled with sincerity as he spoke directly to her and to the millions of ARMY around the world. "Hana, thank you for sharing your story with me. Your courage and resilience inspire me every day. And to all of you," he continued, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, "thank you for being my light in the darkest of times. Your love and support have been my guiding stars, and I am forever grateful."

The night drew to a close with a poignant performance of "Spring Day," the lyrics resonating deeply with everyone present. Jungkook's journey was far from over, but his spirit had proven unbreakable. His story of resilience became an inspiration, a testament to the strength of the human spirit and the power of dreams.

Epilogue:

As Jungkook's recovery continued, he found himself returning to the stage, his performances carrying a newfound depth and emotional power. Though he had to adapt his dance style, his presence remained as captivating as ever, touching the hearts of all who watched him.

BTS continued to break records and touch hearts around the globe, with Jungkook's journey adding a new chapter to their incredible story. The golden maknae had risen, like a phoenix from the ashes, stronger and more radiant than ever before. And as he looked out at the sea of fans who had stood by him through it all, he knew that together, they could overcome anything.

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hoebaring · 2 years ago

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Just The Two Of Us (7) | Kim Taehyung

In which two ambiverts who are conscientious, resourceful, firm, and slightly egoistic happen to realise, discover, and explore the possibility of being in love. It’s a dream-like almost magical romance focusing on what I love to call “the butterfly inducing effect”. So, get comfy, grab a tub of ice cream, maybe get a few tissues and be prepared to experience romance like no other and fall in love.

I fell in love with you, I don’t know why, I don’t know how, I just did.

Tags/Warnings :- An Office Au, Ceo!Taehyung, Secretary!Y/N A fairytale at an office. Cheesy. Highly Romantic. TaehyungxReader.

Written by Author L

Cross posted on Wattpad

Word count :- 2.5k Words

Previous | Index | Next

“”“”“

Maybe

Disgusting.

That is all I could think of.

I hate how my morning had to start with this. With him.

“You see, I’ve always admired the way you work Y/N.”

There we go again.

“Thank you, sir.” I say trying to sound grateful.

I go back to the spreadsheet on the laptop screen and continue typing quickly to look busy. I’m currently in a meeting room with…you guessed it, Mr. Cheong. Ever since we got the deal, we, I have been working my ass off for it. And you know what is super-duper annoying? This creepy bigshot who’s desperately trying to hit on me. And since all the Gods want me to suffer on this particular morning when it’s particularly bright and beautiful outside, I’m stuck with this bobblehead in the most boring place ever, alone.

I’m sitting on a chair with my laptop on the conference table. Mr. Cheong is on a couch, beside the projector screen on my right side. He has been eyeing me for the past 23 minutes and I’m at the verge of grabbing my laptop and smashing it onto his head. If it weren’t for my job and the Cheong Corporation contract, I’d be looking for new laptops by now.

Everything about him is just so uncomfortable. The snide and flirty comments, the pathetic eyeing, and the desperate tries to touch me. Ugh. To make things even worse, Mr. Kim who was supposed to arrive half an hour earlier is late to the meeting. After being unnaturally nice to me, he went to California the very next day for a business trip. The unexpected trip lasted three days and ideally, the airplane should have landed two hours ago, giving Mr. Kim enough time to get to work, and not let this unfortunate situation with Mr. Cheong unfold. But, the world hasn’t been so kind to me. The flight got delayed and thus my morning got ruined.

‘Lord help me’

Suddenly, Mr. Cheong got up from the couch, walked toward me and stood behind my chair. He bent down, looked at the spreadsheet over my shoulder and with his breath dangerously close to the right side of my face, he eerily said, “So this is what is keeping you so busy.”

Looks like the Lord isn’t listening at all.

I let out a nervous chuckle as he stands up straight, turns around swiftly, leans back on the conference table, and looks down at me.

“Ms Y/N…”

“…I think I’d truly recognise all the work you do better at my company. You really should reconsider”

Aha! Of course.

“People over…”

Maybe this time I should get a MacBook.

“…here won’t…”

How about Lenovo? The convertible one.

“…appreciate what you do”

It's cheaper too, that way I wouldn't feel bad even if I smashed someone’s head with it.

“What do you say? I can…uh…offer other…better benefits as well” he said while leaning forward.

Okay what the actual fuck? Someone call an ambulance.

“I’m so sorry for being late! Hope you guys didn't wait for…”

Mr. Kim who barged into the room unannounced paused and looked at the two of us.

“…long” he frowned.

I'm not exactly sure what seemed odder. The look of relief on my face or the confusing sight of Mr. Cheong leaning forward and being so fricking close to my face. Arghh it feels so weird when you say that.

Either way, I think the Lord finally listened. Thank you.

“Good morning sir!” I got up so quickly that my chair was almost about to fall down. I couldn’t care less though.

I begin walking towards Mr. Kim, I don’t even know why. I just want to stay away from that hideous man.

“I hope your trip went well. I’m glad you’re back sir.” I actually am.

Before he could say anything, I continued.

“Now that you’re here, let us begin the meeting. I’ll inform the others as well.”

I immediately leave the room to call some of the employees involved in the meeting.

Now, I know what you are thinking, why weren't they present earlier? That is because earlier, Mr. Cheong very conveniently asked everyone to get on with their work while he and I could wait for Mr. Kim in the meeting room alone. And what crap was that earlier? Better benefits? The man is nuts.

“Guys, Mr. Kim is here, let's head to the conference room.”

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Author’s POV

The meeting ended at lunch hour and Y/N made a mandatory mental note to stay six feet away from Mr. Cheong at any given moment, for her safety. And…for her laptop’s safety.

Knock knock

“Yes, come in”

“I’ve rescheduled everything you had to miss in the last three days sir. This is the new schedule for the following week.” She says while handing a black file to Taehyung.

He opens the file, takes a look at it and frowns.

“Woah, looks like I'll be quite busy this week Y/N.”

Y/N shrugs for a spilt second and makes a ‘I don’t know man, you chose this life’ face to which Taehyung chuckles.

“So, how did the California deal go sir?”

“Well, it was...moderate.”

“Oh.”

“They are way too sceptical and paranoid. They will be coming to Seoul in order to ‘personally' and ‘thoroughly’ understand how things at Kim Enterprises work. I don't understand why dad wants them as our clients.”

“Oh, when will they be here sir?”

Taehyung looks at Y/N for a brief second.

“Today.”

‘The heck? That soon?’

“Alright, let me take that back, I’ve got to make some changes now.” Y/N says as she takes the file from Taehyung’s table, scribbles something on it and starts to walk towards the door.

“I’ll be outside sir.”

“Wait!”

Y/N turns around with a ‘huh’ expression on her face.

“Wha...What is your plan for lunch?”

“Ah, I’ll be having lunch at the cafeteria sir.”

‘Should I join her?’

‘Should I ask him to join me?’

‘Ahh no, Taehyung that’s too desperate.’

‘Ahh no, Y/N don’t cross the line.’

“Okay go ahead, have your lunch now, revise the schedule later.”

“Uh alright sir.”

Y/N nods and walks out of the room.

‘Maybe I should’ve asked her.’

‘Maybe I should’ve asked him.’

Y/N arranges some files on her desk before leaving for lunch. Just as she grabs her phone and walks out, she hears a loud and annoyingly high pitched scream.

‘Okay, what now?’

Upon hearing the obnoxious shriek, Y/N turns on her heels and walks over to one of the many white wood desks. This particular one had a tall glass tumbler filled half-way with water which kept the blooming pink tulips in it alive. As the bright light shined on the lovely petals, Y/N looked at the not so pretty looking part of the desk. Followed by the person who interrupted her exciting journey towards joy- which was, in fact, disguised as food.

“Ms. Seon, what seems to be the problem?”

Seon Mi Cha, an often bubbly yet nervous intern started working a month or two ago at Kim Enterprises.

Her usual cheerful eyes were full of dread and guilt at the moment.

“Ms. Y/N, I…I think…I may have, by mistake, absolutely unintentionally…misplaced the investment plan details from Velocity Estates.”

‘Okay, we’re screwed.’

I close my eyes, look down and sigh.

“Ms. Y/N…could you please help me out? Pleasepleaseplease-”

“Uhh alright stop now!”

Puppy faces never work on Y/N. But the fact that she was once an intern too, made her give in to Mi Cha’s pleas. She has a soft corner for interns. Interns make a minimum of four million mistakes a day and get hated on by their superiors. Y/N knew that very clearly. However she was lucky enough to be working under Taehyung. He forgave people quickly. Moreover she didn’t want to seem like an unhelpful bitch to those poor souls.

Probably two hours went by in helping out Mi Cha. A lot of other interns gathered around and helped out as well. They often engaged in some office gossips while sipping some coffee- courtesy of Mi Cha. Some of the “tea” came from Y/N herself. She was professional when it came to work, but never boring. Y/N actually knew the interns and junior employees well. She chimed in when something interesting came up, like the mysterious case of the missing desk from the fourth floor. There are five rows of four desks on each floor. But the fourth floor had a row with one missing desk. It was a big deal when the issue first came up. Many believed in many rumours. Even though it could have been just a simple mistake in the delivery and arrangement of furniture, people loved to think otherwise. Y/N spent another tedious 45 minutes figuring out Mi Cha’s problem while simultaneously listening to the HR department’s head, Mr. Jun’s romantic involvement with Ms. Kook.

“Ms. Seon, I’d really appreciate you treating me to a meal soon.”

Y/N says as she finally finished retrieving the files and stretching her arms.

“Oh my god! Thank you so much Sunbae! I’m eternally grateful to you.”

“Woah, Ms. Y/N is truly the best” Choi Ji Moon, another intern announces in awe.

“What would we do without you?” A recently promoted junior employee says as he wipes away a fake tear.

“Guys calm down please, I know I’m awesome.”

Y/N stands up from the chair and arranges some papers.

“Ji Moon get five copies of these.” Y/N says and points to the copier machine near him.

He playfully salutes and walks over to the copier.

“Okay something is wrong with this.” Ji Moon says in frustration and aggressively pats the side of the copier in hopes that it would start working.

‘Another problem? Classic.’

Ji Moon opens some random parts of the machine and tries to fix them.

He mumbles a few ‘This goes here’, ‘Got it’, ‘Okay maybe not’ before sighing and putting it back together again.

“Maybe you should put it inside.” Mi Cha says while gesturing to a random part of the copier.

“That’s what she said.” Y/N says very casually with a straight face.

Probably around ten or so people started laughing hysterically at Y/N’s impeccable timing, although they suddenly stop and frantically go back to their desks, pretending to seriously work.

‘Oh God no, please no.’

Just as every comedy has to have a dramatic ending, this harmless, jovial little joke of Y/N’s has the most tragic ending ever.

Y/N immediately turns around to find Taehyung standing a few steps away. The perfect distance for an audience to watch this little scene play out and hear all the dialogues very clearly.

‘Holy fuck’

Y/N’s POV

I have messed up. Terribly. I mean, just who the heck casually goes around saying “That’s what she said” at a workplace? What is this? The Office? Who am I? Michael Scott? Please push me off an airplane. Or bury me. Please. This is so embarrassing, awkward, unprofessional and what not.

I don’t think I’ll be fired though. That’s too silly of a reason to be fired, don’t you think? Oh my god, that makes it even worse.

“Ughh what am I gonna do?”

I stab the broccoli on my plate with a fork as I say so. I decided to hide in shame at the cafeteria for the time being, in order to be completely self absorbed in my embarrassment and rethink my life choices multiple times. The worst fricking part of this entire situation is the fact that Mr. Kim and I, for once, were getting along in a…argh I don’t even know in which way.

I thought maybe there was tiny chance for me. Maybe a tiny possibility. But again, it was for one goddamn day that he was unnaturally nice to me. It could have been a totally unplanned thing. I don’t like how I’ve thought about it so much and I definitely don’t like how I’m sort of letting it affect me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not desperate. I was just trying to be like an elegant, kinda mysterious and feminine lady until I blew it all up. And all I’m doing right now is contradicting and over-justifying myself.

You know what, screw this whole “oH mY gOd hE wAs sO sWeEt tO mE” and the “maybe” concept. I’m highly overthinking about this crap. Y/N you’ve got a lot more to worry about. For instance, your terrible attempt at being Michael Scott. So how about we deal with that? I’ll just continue with the rest of my day, pretending like nothing happened. Avoiding Mr. Kim would only make it more obvious and awkward. It’s okay. It was a casual joke. Maybe Mr. Kim laughed too. Maybe he didn’t.

“OKAY STOP WITH THE MAYBE!”

***

Author’s POV

“…focused on increasing our cooperation at a global level and how we would achieve that in the short-term. Those were a few of our future goals and their implementations. I think that is all, thank you.” Y/N finishes her presentation with a smile.

“Impressive, Mr. Kim. Very impressive” Rachel the CTO of Affinity Assets pvt. Ltd. says. They’re the “California deal” Y/N mentioned earlier today.

Y/N was a little confused about what Taehyung meant when he said these guys were a paranoid. Little did she know, she would understand exactly what he meant later on. Affinity Assets is a trading firm offering advice which focuses on high frequency trading in certain markets. However, they were quite new to the business game and deeply mistrusting. Which for a company like Taehyung’s is already a red flag. Taehyung only went forward with this because his father thought Affinity Assets had potential. Mr. Kim is usually always right.

Taehyung thought Y/N handled the meeting very professionally. Since she gave the presentation, most of the questions were directed at her. And Y/N couldn’t have done a better job. Although towards the end, there was one particular question, which seemed more like a silly and unreasonable demand. Rachel questioned Y/N about their proficiency regarding meeting with deadlines and sticking to commitments. To which Y/N replied by saying-

“Oh, I can confidently assure you that you need not worry about our expertise in providing timely results.”

“In addition, as per your request, we can have Y/N handling this contract on a more careful and cautious note.” Taehyung continues.

Weirdly enough, Rachel doesn’t seem to be satisfied with that.

“You see Mr. Kim, I’d prefer if you were the one taking additional care in this matter.” Rachel says while looking Y/N as though she was a burglar.

‘Paranoid? No, these guys are crazy.’

“I don’t quite understand-” Y/N begins but soon gets interrupted by Taehyung’s chuckle.

“I think, Ms. Y/N is truly the right person to cater to your requirements. You will not be disappointed. She is the best we have.”

Taehyung leans forward, places his arms on the table and looks straight at Rachel.

“I trust her with the whole company.”

Y/N’s heart skips a beat. Heck no. That is a serious understatement. She feels an excessive amount of joy and gratitude swell up inside her. Blood rushes to her cheeks as she is unable to contain her smile.

‘Did he really say that?’

Rachel finally accepts her defeat and agrees to the deal. Unfortunately, that meant more work for Y/N. Time passes by and Y/N & Taehyung almost never leave their desks. Y/N at some point feels a tingly, itchy sensation in her throat but decides to shrug it off. She later realizes that she’s worked overtime when she looks at her phone for the first time in four hours. She starts packing up and things start feeling a little cold.

‘I’ll just go by cab for today’

“Mr. Kim?”

“Come in.”

“Sir, I’ll get going. Will you be staying for long?”

“Uh, I’ll leave in an hour. Will you go by walk?”

“I can’t walk, I’m exhausted.” Y/N says chuckling.

“That’s what she said.”

Y/N’s jaw drops and eyes widen.

‘WHAT? DID HE JUST-’

Taehyung starts laughing out loud at Y/N’s face.

“I can be funny too sometimes, you know?” he says looking kinda proud.

“That… was hilarious” Y/N nods while laughing.

“I’ll take a leave sir.” Y/N says smiling, as she walks out of his office.

“Alright, good night Y/N.”

“Night sir.”

***

Y/N takes a shower, has some leftover rice, and checks her phone.

Mr. Kim

Hope you’ve reached home safely. Sorry couldn’t drop you home today.

Get some good sleep, you looked a little pale earlier.

Aw man her heart is surely gonna explode. This is definitely bringing the “maybe” concept back.

#taehyung x you #taehyung ff #office au #kth x reader #btsff #btsimagines #btsfanfic #vff #kim taehyung fanfic #kim taehyung #taetae

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You sleep together when one of you can’t sleep

Jin

Exhausted wasn’t even close to describing how tired you were. You been trying to fall asleep for hours but it just wasn’t happening. There was a nasty storm outside and the thunder was much too loud for your liking.

You grabbed a blanket and dragged yourself out of your room to go find Jin, whose voice you could hear coming from the living room. He didn’t hear you coming over the sound of his own shouts so he jumped when your frame came into view. “YA! Y/n, you scared me!”

“That’s because you’re so loud, you’re going to wake everyone up, stupid.”

He gasped dramatically, causing you to burst out laughing. He tried not to follow suit but quickly failed and joined you in laughter. “Why are you up? Did I wake you?” You shook your head as you sat next to him, cuddling into his side with your head on his shoulder. “I just can’t sleep, the thunder woke me before you could.”

He chuckled, “I think you’re just scared of a little thunder.” Just as you opened your mouth to speak, a crash of thunder caused you to jump, making him laugh more. You swatted his arm, “Its not funny, that was so loud!”

He threw his head back, holding his stomach as he laughed even harder. “You should have seen your face, that was so good!” You frowned and dug your finger into his side, causing him to squirm.

“Alright, alright, no laughing!”

You smirked, feeling successful as you leaned against him again, making yourself comfortable. “Stop being so mean, Kim Seokjin.”

He smirked, turning back to the game he was playing, continuing to shout every time it didn’t go his way. For awhile you enjoyed watching him play, it was somehow very relaxing even though he was quite loud. His voice kept you awake for some time, until he had a steady run of success and kept quiet.

When his character was killed, his mouth opened to scream when he noticed you were fast asleep on his shoulder. He smiled softly, you looked so peaceful.

He yawned as he looked at you, realizing how tired he actually was. He shut off his game and debated carrying you to bed, but decided against it as he was too tired. He knew he’d never hear the end of it if the boys saw you two cuddled up on the couch, but he was far too tired to care. That and he didn’t have the heart to wake you up. Instead, he carefully maneuvered around so he could lay you both down comfortably.

He pushed your hair out of your face, and gently moved the blanket over both of you.

It wasn’t long until he fell asleep, and it certainly didn’t feel long until he was woken up by Jungkook screaming over how he found the two of you cuddled up.

Yoongi

You were tossing and turning, unable to get comfortable. You were exhausted and absolutely freezing. No matter how tightly you wrapped the blankets around your body, you just couldn’t get warm.

It felt like hours had gone by before you finally gave up and climbed out of bed. You quietly left your room and tiptoed down the hallway to make sure you didn’t wake anyone up.

When you reached Yoongi’s door you hesitated for a second, knowing that he was someone who really hated being woken up.

You took a breath before grabbing the door knob and entering his room, shutting the door as quietly as you could. It was dark but you could make out his features faintly in the moonlight. He looked so peaceful with his hand on his chest and his lips slightly parted.

“Yoongi?” You whispered but got no response. You shuffled closer to the side of his bed and gently poked his cheek. “Yoongi?” Still nothing. This time you shook his arm gently and said his name a little louder.

He stirred a little in his sleep before he woke up, eyes opening slowly as he looked around in confusion. As his eyes adjusted to the room he finally noticed you standing over him, eyebrows furrowed and chewing on your bottom lip.

“Y/n? What’s wrong?” He moved over, making room for you to sit down.

“I can’t sleep. I’m s-so cold..” he frowned as he noticed your body shivering, holding out his arm, inviting you to cuddle up to him. “Come here, you can sleep with me. I’ll keep you warm, don’t worry.”

You immediately accepted the invite, curling up next to him with your head on his chest. “I’m sorry I woke you up.” You said with your teeth chattering.

“Don’t be sorry.” He wrapped his arms around you tightly, pulling the blankets up higher and rubbing up and down your arm to bring you some warmth. “How’s that, better?” You smiled softly, snuggling up to him as much as you could. “Mm, so much better. Thank you, Yoongi.”

He continued to rub your arm until he felt your body stop shivering. “Hey, you know you never have to ask to sleep here. You’re more than welcome any time.”

“I don’t want to be a burden.” He squeezed you tight. “You, a burden? You do more for all of us than you even realize. You could never be a burden. If you need anything, you know I’m right here..” You played with the sleeve of his t-shirt as he spoke. “I know you hate being woken up though.”

He nodded, agreeing with your statement. “That’s true, but you’re allowed. I’d never be mad at you for waking me up. The guys though? They’d be dead before my eyes opened.” You both chuckled at the thought. He wasn’t wrong, everyone was afraid to wake him up because they knew they’d live to regret it. For you, however, Yoongi always had a real soft spot. He’d go to the ends of the earth and back for you before he even considered sleeping, because he knew you’d do the same for him.

After a few minutes had passed, you were finally feeling contently warm and comfortable. Your eyes began to get heavy and you could barely keep them open any longer.

Yoongi noticed and patted your hair, resting his head against yours as his eyes closed. Sleep finding him just as quickly. “Goodnight, Y/n.”

“Goodnight, Yoongi.”

Hobi

You shot up in bed the moment you heard a scream. Your heart was pounding in your chest from the sudden jolt of fear you felt through your body. Again, you heard what sounded like a scream and ran into the hallways, running straight into Jimin, who seemed to have had the same reaction as you.

He caught you before you could stumble backwards. “What was that? Who is screaming?” It was quiet, the both of you confused as to what just happened, until you heard a whimper coming from the room next to you.

You patted Jimin’s shoulder and smiled weakly, “I’ll go, you go back to bed.”

“Are you sure?” He didn’t want you to have to handle what was going on but you insisted. “If you need any help, you know where to find me.”

You nodded and quickly turned to Hobi’s door. You knocked softly to see if he was awake. When you got no response you quietly walked into the room. You turned on the bedside lamp and kneeled next to him on the bed. You frowned, noticing he was covered in sweat, tears falling from his closed eyes.

“Hobi?” You said softly as you shook him gently. “Hobi, wake up, it’s me. It’s Y/n.” He woke up with a gasp, eyes shooting open and a look of pure fear across his face. He was panicked and shaking.

“Hey, hey. It was just a bad dream, everything’s okay.” He jumped at the sound of your voice, calming down to catch his breath almost immediately when he realized it was you. “Y/n?” You offered him a small smile and took his hand in yours, gripping it tightly. “I’m right here.”

He ran his hand through his hair, pushing it out of his face as it stuck to the sweat on his forehead. He took a deep breath, trying to slow his heart rate down. “What happened?” He looked as though he was in a daze, unsure as to whether or not he was really awake.

“You had a bad dream. I heard you scream and came to check on you.” He nodded, slowly coming back to reality. “Do you want to talk about it?” He swallowed the lump in his throat and shook his head. “I’d really rather forget about it. It was awful.” This time it was you who nodded as you used your sleeve to wipe under his eyes, smiling softly as you felt him squeeze your hand.

“Will you stay with me?” He looked at you, eyes pleading for you to stay. You nodded and crawled under the covers with him. “I’m not going anywhere.” He pulled off his shirt, using it to wipe the sweat from his body before tossing it to the other side of the room.

You opened your arms and beckoned for him to lay with you. He gladly accepted and rested on your shoulder, his head in the crook of your neck.

“I’m right here if you need me.” You whispered. He nodded and squeezed you tightly. “Thank you.”

You made sure to stay awake until you knew he had fallen asleep, worried that he may have a hard time sleeping after what was so clearly an awful dream. It didn’t take long, however. Moments later he was fast asleep, breaths even and steady as he held on to you.

Namjoon

You found yourself unable to sleep. It wasn’t that you were having trouble, you just weren’t tired. You had taken a nap earlier, something you rarely did because you knew it would affect your sleep, and of course, it did.

You sighed, throwing the blankets off your body and headed to the kitchen to get a glass of water. On the way back to your room, you noticed a light on in one of the bedrooms at the end of the hall. You walked closer, noticing that it was Namjoon’s room. You figured he must have fallen asleep reading, something he did a lot when he was really into a good book that he just couldn’t put down.

You knocked on the door softly. “Joon, are you awake?” It was muffled but you heard a response that could only be a yes.

You opened the door slowly and peeked into the room. He offered you a warm smile. “What are you still doing up?” He asked as he patted the spot next to him. “I could ask you the same thing. I thought you fell asleep with the light on again.”

He chuckled. “As often as I do that, that’s not the case this time. I’m just not tired yet.” You nodded, “Yeah, me neither. I probably shouldn’t have had that nap earlier.” You scooted a bit closer to his side and leaned forward, trying to see what book he was holding tonight. “What are you reading?”

A blushed appeared on his face, feeling a little embarrassed. “Ah.. you’ll laugh..” He said as he scratched the back of his head. He tried to hide the book, knowing you’d recognize it as soon as you saw the cover.

You reached over him, trying to grab the book, but he held his arm out so you couldn’t reach. “Joon, come on! I won’t laugh, I promise.”

“Okay.. it’s ‘Me Before You’..” he sighed as he brought him arm back towards his body, showing you the cover. You covered your mouth, trying to hide the smile on your face. “Did you get that from my room?” He rolled his eyes, “See, I knew you’d laugh! I needed something new to read and I thought maybe you’d have something interesting.”

You smiled, “I’m not laughing, Joon. I love that book, it’s one of my favourites.” He looked over at you and smiled. “I know, I saw you reading it a little while ago. You seemed to be really transfixed by it. I was curious.”

“Do you like it so far?” He nodded immediately, “I’m not very far in and I honestly have no idea where it’s heading, but I really like it so far.”

You hesitated, wanting to say something but didn’t quite know how. “Will you.. read it to me?” He chuckled as he looked at you, “You want me to read to you?” You nodded and smiled softly. “I think it might help me sleep.”

His smile grew, chuckling once again. “Okay, come here, get comfy.” He said as he got comfortable and pulled you into his side. He made sure you were tucked in under the blankets and content.

He began reading the book aloud to you, both of you really enjoying both the story and company. He made it through one chapter before he noticed your steady breathing, smiling when he realized you were asleep.

He closed the book and laid it on the table, reaching over to turn off the lamp. He laid his head against the top of yours and sighed contently, falling asleep only moments later to join you in dreamland.

Jimin

Your eyes burned as you looked at the time on your phone. You hadn’t slept in days because you boyfriend dumped you and all you could do was cry.

You desperately wanted to sleep the heartbreak away but it just wasn’t happening. You shut everyone out after the breakup but they respected that you just needed you space.

Jimin, however, checked in on you constantly. He was worried about you and told you that when you were ready, he would be right there. When you became so overwhelmed, you forced yourself out of bed. You didn’t want to talk about what happened just yet, but you needed someone to keep you company so you set out for Jimin’s room.

When you opened his door, he was sprawled out on the bed fast asleep. You really didn’t want to wake him, but you needed him. You debated with yourself on what you should do but as your body grew more and more exhausted, you decided to wake him.

You kneeled on the bed next to him and shook him gently. “Jimin?” When he woke up startled when he felt hands on him. His eyes shot open and immediately he let out a sigh of relief when he saw it was you.

“What’s wrong, are you okay?” He asked softly. You looked down at your hands, your voice small, “I’m so tired..” He sat up and pulled you into his chest when you started crying. “I can’t sleep and everything hurts so much.” You sobbed into his chest.

He ran his fingers through your hair and rocked you side to side. “I know it’s hard. You can stay here tonight and I’ll do my best to help you fall asleep.” He squeezed you tightly as you sniffled and nodded.

He moved the blankets for you to crawl under before covering you with them. When you laid down he gently wiped away your tears. He pulled you in to snuggle against his chest and softly patted your hair.

You continued crying for awhile longer, your body just so exhausted from everything you’d been dealing with. Your heart ached and Jimin knew how much pain you were in. If you didn’t want to talk, he was more than happy to just hold you.

He hummed a lullaby but otherwise stayed quiet as he tried to lull you into sleep. When your crying finally stopped and your breathing became even, he knew you’d fallen asleep. He smiled softly as he continued to pat your hair and he drifted off himself.

Taehyung

You were woken up from your peaceful sleep suddenly as you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist tightly. You felt someone nuzzle their face against the back of your neck and sigh. You knew who it was immediately. There was only one person who ever climbed into bed with you when they couldn’t sleep.

You placed your hand over his. “Tae?” All you got in response was what sounded like a hum and groan at the same time. “Are you okay?” You whispered as he squeezed you tighter.

“Mm.. just couldn’t sleep.” He said, voice groggy and deep from the exhaustion he was feeling. You squeezed his hand gently. “Do you wanna talk about it?” You were still half asleep and he knew it, but you always had time for the guys when they needed you. That was the whole point of you moving into the dorm, they needed you.

“You’re sleepy, we don’t have to talk, just go back to sleep. I’ll be okay.” Although you were sleepy, you’d never be able to fall back into your sweet dreams knowing that something was bothering him.

You rolled over to face him. “You know I won’t be able to sleep until I know what’s wrong, Tae. I’m listening.” You wrapped your arms around him and rubbed his back, something that always made him feel better.

He sighed but relaxed at your touch. “I’m just really stressed out and anxious over the comeback. I haven’t had a proper sleep in weeks and now I can’t get any at all.” Your eyes were closed but he knew you were still listening, your hand continuing to rub up and down his back. “I just.. I’m scared and I don’t want to let everyone down.”

“What are you scared of?” Your voice was soft and comforting. He paused, taking a moment to think it over.

“Honestly, I don’t really know. I just feel like there’s so much to do and so little time left.. and I’m so tired.” The last bit came out with a whine. “You’re overworking yourself, Tae. You’re stressed and anxious because you’re not giving your body a chance to relax. I know you, you always get things done on time and don’t forget you have 6 other guys right there to help you.”

He nodded, knowing you were right. He sighed once more, resting his chin against the top of your head. “Maybe you’re right. I should take a day or two to just forget about it all and then come back to it with a clear head..”

He felt your arms wrap around him a little tighter as you buried your head against his chest, making him chuckle. “That’s the Tae I know.” He smiled softly as he started to feel a lot better. “Thank you for listening.”

”Mhm.. always.. Now get some sleep, you need it.” And with that, you both drifted off.

Jungkook

The past few nights you’d been having really bad nightmares. So bad you often woke up in a cold sweat with your body trembling. Tonight was no different, aside from the fact that this was the worst nightmare you’d had in a long time.

Tonight, you were woken up by someone holding your arms to stop you from thrashing, and a voice urging you to wake up. Your eyes shot open and you tried to rip your arms away from whoever was holding you. It took a minute for you to take in your surroundings and stop fighting the person.

“Hey, hey hey, it’s me. You’re okay, it was just a nightmare.” You sat up as he turned on your bedside lamp, revealing that it was Jungkook sat on your bed. You were sweating and hyperventilating, still trying to come down from the fear the dream had caused you.

“What happened?” You asked, voice groggy and throat a little sore. He gave you a weak smile, “I heard you screaming and when I ran in, you were in an absolute panic.”

You frowned as he pushed your hair out of your face. “I’m sorry I woke you up..” he tilted your chin up so your eyes would look at him. “Don’t be sorry. I’m glad I woke up, I can’t help you if I don’t know somethings wrong.”

You nodded and gave him a weak smile, still feeling embarrassed that anyone had seen you like that.

“I knew you had nightmares, but you never said they were this bad. Do you want to talk about it?” You could tell from the tone of his voice that he was really worried about you.

You sighed, “I was being forced to watch someone torture you guys..” he pulled you into a hug as soon as he noticed your eyes starting to tear up. “It wasn’t real. Nobody is hurting us, and I’m right here with you, right? I’m completely fine!”

You giggled softly as you wiped your eyes and nodded. “I’m glad you’re okay.” He chuckled, “I’m Jeon Jungkook. You know they’d never be able to catch me.” He used his thumbs to wipe the tears from under your eyes, noticing you finally starting to feel better. “Do you think you’ll be able to get back to sleep?”

Your heart raced a little at the thought of going back to sleep. “Will you stay with me?” He nodded right away, “I wasn’t planning on going anywhere, silly.”

The two of you laid down and he opened his arms for you to lay on his chest, making sure you felt completely safe. “I’ve got you, you’re safe with me. I’ll fight the nightmares away with all my muscles.” You laughed as you lightly smacked his chest, a smirk playing on his face.

“Thank you, Kookie.”

“Any time. Now have sweet dreams this time, alright?.”

“I’ll do my absolute best. Goodnight, Kookie.”

“Goodnight.”

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