#CheeMi Writes

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Wish Come True

Hoseok (J-Hope) x Reader magic/genie/soulmate AU

Genies are incapable of love but that doesn't mean a human can't fall in love with one

AKA

Hoseok uses a dumb pickup line as a dare and gets turned into a candle

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Tease & Punishment

sub! surprise BTS member x reader (Y/N)

It’s smut, come on guys, why do you expect anything else from me these days?

This is longer than I ever intended, sorry

A whine of complaint left your lips as you picked out your mission. The boys around you started to laugh at your misfortune. Even though they didn't know what your slip of paper held, they knew you were not excited about it.

"Really?" You complained. "Who even wrote this?"

"Show us!" Taehyung encouraged but you held the paper to your chest protectively.

"That's against the rules!" Jimin announced. "We can't show our missions or who we have until tonight." Taehyung pouted but didn't push you any further.

"Pick a name, Y/N." Yoongi reminded, shaking the tin with 8 slips of neatly folded paper inside. You groaned but reached in and picked one out. You refused to open it in front of them, afraid you'd give your member away.

"What if it's her own name?" Jungkook asked, looking around at his seven elder friends.

"Ah, she can't change it when we all leave." Namjoon realised.

"I'll get someone to check." You decided, getting up from your space on the floor to walk over to one of the staff members running around tidying, up after the episode of Run BTS the seven males had just shot while you watched.

You couldn't remember how it had ended up with the eight of you sat in the circle on the floor repeating the mission game they had played for the episode.

Each of you was given a strip of paper to write a mission down on to put into the first tin. Yoongi then wrote all of your initials on separate pieces of paper and put them in the second tin.

You had only agreed to the game because Jungkook begged cutely and you could never say no to his aegyo, unfortunately, everyone including him knew how weak you were to him acting that way. He had gotten you into a lot of awkward situation because of it.

The staff member looked at the paper and confirmed that is wasn't your initials before handing it back, allowing you to return to your friends.

One by one, they picked out their missions and you were glad to find you weren't the only one opposed to what the paper said.

"Can't we swap?" Jin whined. "I don't want to do this."

"We can't," Namjoon replied before you could agree with Jin and you both pouted. "It could give away our missions."

"He's right." Yoongi nodded, scowling at his paper. "So, we could just not do this." He suggested, looking at the group.

"Nope! I'm doing it!" Jungkook announced. "If you back out, you lose and I win." You all groaned yet again but nothing further was said about giving up the game. None of you wanted to lose to the maknae.

***

Looking down at your paper you grimaced.

Get them to kiss you.

You really debated making a new friendship group as you read those words again for the tenth time since arriving at the BTS house. Whoever wrote the mission masked their handwriting well and it irked you because you wanted to punish them for tasking you with something so awkward.

The moment you had seen your target's initials, your stomach turned. It's not that you had anything against him, he was incredibly attractive, all of them were, it was just that you two had grown up together and he was practically family. Sure the paper didn't specify where he had to kiss you, you figured your head would suffice but he had never once kissed you and you knew he wouldn't. He'd happily hug and hold you but kissing was too much affection to expect from Park Jimin.

"I wish I got you." You whined cuddling up to Taehyung where he stood looking in the fridge. He chuckled and turned to kiss your head. "I would've just passed!" He laughed harder and shut the fridge to put his arms around you.

"He has to kiss you, huh?" He hummed and you nodded into his shoulder, a pout on your lips. "I'm guessing it's not Jin-hyung either. He treats you like a child. Say you hurt your head and he'd kiss it better."

"I know." You sighed heavily and leant back. "Wait, how'd you guess my mission so easily, it could've been to cuddle you?"

"I saw him write it." He confessed in a whisper.

"Who?" He smirked down at you and you whined again. "Taeeee."

"Nope. Who did you get?"

"I'm not telling." You pouted and pulled away from him to open the fridge yourself.

"I'll tell you mine." He sang, tempting you. "I need to swap t-shirt with them." You looked at him curiously and eyed his shirt. He was wearing an oversized, pale grey buttoned shirt with ribbons on the arms.

"Hm, good luck." You giggled.

"Ah, I can do it." He nodded confidently. "I'm his hyung, he has to do what I say."

"Oh, Jungkook?" You realised and he smirked at you.

"So you have Jiminie, huh?" You just blinked at him a few times, shocked that he managed to trick you so easily. "I don't know what the others have but yours is probably the hardest, he'll never kiss you."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence." He giggled before skipping off, announcing he was going to fulfil his mission.

"Why is Tae so happy?" Jimin chuckled, walking into the kitchen.

"He said his mission is easy."

"Oh, you know what it is?" You nodded, grumbling to yourself under your breath as you pulled a bottle of water from the fridge and tossed it to him knowing that was what he wanted. He caught it and opened it as you pulled one out for yourself. "What is it?" You just looked at him. "What? You can know but not me?" He slapped on a pout and walked over to you. "Come on, tell me, Y/N."

"No." You glared at his full, pouting lips. "And get those things away from me." You pointed at his lips.

"Why?" He laughed running his fingers through his hair. "You said I have pretty lips before, many times."

"Doesn't mean I want them near me though." You scoffed, looking disgusted at the very thought.

You knew being straight up wouldn't get you anywhere with Jimin. You knew you'd have to manipulate him into getting your own way. Jimin had always liked to annoy you with things you didn't like and if you made him believe that was his incredibly soft, pillowy looking lips on your skin, you thought maybe he'd kiss you. You were not above trickery to complete your mission.

"Ah come on, my lips are great." He wrapped his arms around you and made kissy faces at you while you continued your facade of being disgusted.

"You said that about your thighs but, I've seen better." He froze, offended by your insult before holding you tighter and trying harder to reach you. "Ewwww." You whined trying to turn away.

"Whose thighs are better than mine, huh?" He asked threateningly, pulling your body against his making you lean back to "escape" his lips.

"Jealousy isn't a good colour on you."

"Who? Tell me, or I'll kiss you!"

"You wouldn't dare!" His breath fanned over your cheek as he got even closer and you stopped leaning back. "Okay this is really hurting my back, we're not all as flexible as you, Jiminie."

"Tell me who has better thighs than me then." Your back really was hurting so you caved.

"Jungkook." Jimin froze then straightened up quickly, pulling you with him.

"Ahhh, I see why you're not fighting me properly." He hummed. You raised an inquisitive eyebrow at him as you rubbed your lower back. "I have to kiss you, don't I?" He grinned when your face dropped. "Ha!" He jumped back excitedly clapping his hands. "You'll never succeed! Though you were close, I'll admit."

"What gave me away?"

"I've never been able to hold you so long. I may be stronger than you but you're usually such a wriggler and you don't usually play so fair. If you wanted to get away, you would've."

"Dammit, you know me too well."

"I do." He winked then sent you a kiss, smirking as you glared. "Ah, you really want my lips on you, don't you Y/N?"

"Don't say it like it's a personal preference."

"If you were against it, you wouldn't have even tried."

"I don't want the kid to win." Jimin sucked in his bottom lip and nodded in agreement.

"Neither do I so, I guess I'll have to try harder to complete my mission!" He giggled as you glared.

"What even is yours?" He smiled cutely at you. "What?"

"You wouldn't tell me Tae's."

"Really, you're going to play that game?" He smirked and stepped closer to you, backing you against the fridge and caging you in.

"Hm, I'll tell you mine if you tell me how sexy I am." He bartered. You just stared. "What?"

"Your ego is never sated, is it? You made me tell you how cute you are three times yesterday and now you want me to say how sexy you are?" He just nodded so you sighed heavily but gave in. "Park Jimin, you are a very sexy man and you know it so stop getting me to say this shit to you all the time." He grinned and picked his bottle off the top of the fridge where he had placed it when he blocked you in, to take a drink. "Now tell me your mission, idiot."

"You just completed it for me."

"What?" He pulled two slips of paper from his pocket and handed them to you. The smaller had your initials on and you sighed. You opened the second and your jaw dropped.

Have them tell you that you're sexy.

Your eyes lifted to glare at Jimin while he burst into laughter. "I hate you."

"No, you don't." He winked and pushed away as footsteps entered the room.

Jungkook was no longer ever surprised to find you and Jimin close to one another but Jimin had never pinned you like that and Jungkook felt his stomach turn. He quickly ignored it though to walk further into the room, picking up your water bottle from the table to drink from it.

"Well, have fun." Jimin cooed, turning and walking off.

"Hey! That's not fair! You should help me in return, Park!" You called. He turned at the doorway and smirked at you, before licking his lips slowly, teasingly.

"You'll have to work harder than that to earn these lips baby." He winked and glanced at Jungkook, his smirk returning before he left the two of you in the kitchen alone.

"Why did he say that?" Jungkook finally asked, glaring down at the bottle in his hands.

"My mission is to get hin to kiss me." You sighed. "He found it out."

"Oh! You got that!" He exclaimed and your eyes snapped up to him.

"What?"

"I wrote that." He gulped when you stalked over to him and pushed him against the table roughly. "N-noona wha-"

"Shut up." You hissed and immediately, he closed his mouth. "What possessed you to write such a ridiculous thing?" He didn't answer, just stared at the floor. You grabbed his face and made him look at you. He whined and reached up to try and move your hand but you grabbed both of his and pinned them to the table. He let out a shaky breath at your rough, dominant actions. "Answer me, Jungkook." You ordered.

"I wanted you to get it." He answered obediently.

"Why?" He shook his head. "You better answer me, Jungkook or else your punishment will be more severe." His head snapped up to look at you. His eyes were wide and full of innocence and it made your stomach flip. You shook away the feeling though. Having inappropriate thoughts of Jungkook was not the way forward. Sure, he looked so wonderful right then, pinned down with his doe-like eyes staring up at you with something swirling in them that made your body press against his in hopes the emotion would reveal itself. And reveal itself it did when his pupils blew wide, darkening his eyes and he bit his bottom lip.

"Punish-punishment?" He stammered breathlessly.

"Mmhmm. It's your fault I'm playing this stupid game in the first place." You hissed. "And you wrote that stupid fucking mission which I will never be able to complete with Jimin as my target so you deserve to be punished, don't you?"

Jungkook didn't know why but, he nodded lightly in agreement. Excitement shot through your body at the response.

"Oh? You agree?" He nodded again. "Hm, good, that's a good boy." You purred, pushing your body as tight to his as possible and he whimpered in pleasure as your body pressed against his semi-hard dick through your clothing. "Oh, are you enjoying this baby boy? Is this turning you on?" He whimpered again but that time in complaint, in embarrassment. "Answer me, Jungkook."

"Y-yes no-noona, I-I like this." He caved, nodding his head."Please."

"Please what?" You tilted your head.

"Pu-punish me." Your eyebrows lifted in pleasant surprise.

"You think you can handle that?" He nodded enthusiastically. You hummed and moved back, giving him plenty of space. He frowned at the action, missing your body pressed against his. "I want you to wait for me in your room and while you wait, think of a safeword."

"Y-yes noona." He licked his lips before rushing upstairs to his room.

You decided to give him a minute to mentally prepare himself while you leant against the table and drank your water. Once the minute was up, you slowly made your way up to his room. Part of you wanted to run up there and have your way with the beautiful male but you imagined him pacing around impatiently, dick hard and visible against his jeans, eyes wide and full of anticipation and it made your body quiver in excitement.

When you finally entered his room, dilated pupils stared at you from behind the large, spinning office chair next to the desk. You closed the door and walked further in, placing the bottle in your hands on the desk as you stood on the other side of the chair to him. Your eyes started to travel his upper body, the only part you could see thanks to the chair back that he had his hands on, gripping the leather, and you scoffed only then realising he wasn't wearing his own plain, white t-shirt but a grey button-up shirt with ribbons on the wrists.

"How'd he even get you to agree to that?" You sighed. "The shirt." You explained seeing Jungkook's confused look.

"Hyung said you'd like it." He replied shyly, looking down at the chair.

"You swapped shirts with him because you thought I like that shirt?" He nodded. "You realise that was his mission, right? To swap shirts with you?" He nodded again. "And you don't care?"

"No."

"Why?" He swallowed thickly when you rolled the chair aside, leaving only air between you. "Well?"

"I want you to be attracted to me." Jungkook confessed and you couldn't help but smile. He was acting so cute and shy.

"You think a shirt will change how I view you?"

"I thought maybe if you like the shirt enough, you'll like me wearing it." You tutted and walked closer to hold his face and lift it so he would look at you. "Don't you like it, noona?" He frowned.

"I do like it." He smiled. "But I'd like it even better on the floor, babyboy." His smile dropped and the lust returned to his eyes. "You want to do that for me?" He nodded gently and you smiled before stepping back so you could get the full view as he started to unbutton the shirt. "Ah ah ah, slowly baby, let's not rush this, hm?"

"Sorry noona." His speed slowed as his hands worked the buttons carefully, trying to please you. Once all the buttons were undone, only a thin, vertical strip of his skin was visible to you and his hands dropped to his sides.

"Are you trying to tease me?" You asked and he shook his head. "Then take it off." Jungkook rolled his shoulders back and shook the material off of his torso, letting it drop to the floor. "Good boy." you hummed, raking your eyes over his skin, appreciating all the care and time he put into keeping his body perfect. "You're beautiful, babyboy."

"Thank you noona." His eyes lowered, overwhelmed by your compliment and obvious, hungry gaze lingering on his skin.

Your attention lowered down his bare skin, taking your time until you found the bulge in his jeans.

"Come here." You encouraged. He crossed the floor to stand in front of you. You manoeuvred him to press his shoulders against the frame of his bunk. He hissed as the cold poles touched his bare skin. "Did you think of a safeword?" He nodded. "Tell me what it is, I need to know what it is, Jungkook."

"Safeword." He answered. You looked up into his eyes amused. His cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"You chose the word safeword as your safeword?" He nodded. "Well, it's to the point I suppose." You laughed and he relaxed realising you weren't opposed to it. "Now, you say that whenever you want to stop. If you say stop, I will continue. Understand?" He nodded. "I need verbal confirmation Jungkook."

"Yes noona, I understand." He answered firmly and you smiled.

"Good." You kissed the tip of his nose before lifting his hands and pinning them to the poles. He groaned at your sudden rough actions. "Did that hurt?"

"No."

"Good, because if so, you will not be able to handle me."

"I can handle it."

"That's what I like to hear. Good boy." You cooed, running your fingers down his arms slowly. "You keep your hands there until I say you can move them, understand?"

"Yes, noona." He nodded and you smiled.

"I should've played with you sooner, you're such a good boy for me." Your hands ran down his sides and he shivered at the feather light touch. Suddenly, you palmed his erection over his jeans and he moaned deeply. "Oh, you sound so good, Jungkookie. You better keep making those beautiful noises for me, okay?" He nodded and you moved your hands to open his jeans. His eyes dropped to watch as you knelt to pull his jeans down his legs. "Step out." You encouraged and he did so, allowing you to toss the material aside. Your gaze lifted to take in his full, almost naked form and you had to squeeze your thighs tight together to try and ease some of the throbbing between your legs. "Hm, you really are so beautiful. I don't know if I'll be able to hold myself back with you." As if to prove your point, you lifted your right hand to press it to his stomach before dragging your nails down his abs. His muscles tensed under your touch and he shuddered in pleasure, letting out a soft groan. "I don't want to punish you too much today, Jungkookie, I like hearing you moan too much and want to watch your face when you cum-" His body quivered at your words and you smirked, lifting your eyes to look him in the eye. "So if you tell me why you wrote that on the paper, I won't drag this out."

"Huh?"

"Why did you write about getting someone to kiss you?"

"I wanted you to get it."

"I know, you said that but why?"

"I wanted to be your target." You tilted your head. You were amused at his confession.

"Are you saying you want to kiss me?" He nodded. "And you wanted to use this as an opportunity to?" Another nod from him and you moved to run your hand over his erection. He moaned and once again let his eyes move to watch your hand on his body. "You still want me to kiss you?"

"Y-yes."

"Right now?" You applied more pressure and his hips bucked at the sudden change.

"Yes, noona." He whined as you moved your hand away from his dick to rub his thigh.

"Even though I'm clearly busy playing with your dick?" Jungkook licked his lips and blinked a few times as he thought about it. You were surprised he even had to think about it. You thought any guy would choose to have pleasure over a kiss. His eyes found your lips and he nodded firmly. "Seriously?"

"I want to kiss you noona." He breathed pleadingly. "Please."

"Hm, nope." You smirked as he whined in complaint. "This is punishment, Jungkook, you don't get what you want." Up until this point, your left hand had been laid uselessly on your thighs so you lifted it to palm at his hard dick over his boxers. Jungkook's eyes fluttered closed and he moaned. "Keep that up and you'll get what you want soon enough babyboy."

It didn't take long for Jungkook's thighs to start shaking and a wet patch to appear on his boxers.

"Oh, are you going to cum?" You teased. He moaned deeply in response. "How close are you?"

"S-so-so fucking close." He groaned. You stroked him a few more times before removing your hands from his body entirely. His body shook as it tried to finish itself, his orgasm teetering on the edge but it fell backwards and started to ebb away. "Noona." He choked, looking at you with wide eyes full of betrayal. "Why?"

"You don't get to cum until I say so." He whined and tipped his head back against the bed. Your knees were really hurting by that point so you got up carefully, worried your legs were numb but they weren't luckily. You managed to just stand and admire Jungkook as he breathed heavily, trying to catch his breath and calm down for less than ten seconds before stepping forward to latch your lips onto his throat and suck. He groaned and it vibrated against your lips making you pull back at the tingling sensation you weren't used to. Jungkook made a move to lower his head to look at you but you gripped his jaw with your left hand to keep his head back so you could trail kisses over the skin of his neck and throat. You would stop to lick and suck at certain spots he reacted strongly to but you never made an attempt to mark his neck, you knew he'd get in trouble with the company and you didn't want that. Instead, you moved lower and marked his chest instead, a spot easily concealed to the public. Jungkook whined when your fingertips brushed over his nipple softly so, you repeated the action before moving your mouth over to circle it with your tongue. He moaned softly and took a large inhale.

"Noona." He spoke breathlessly. You leant back to look up at his face while removing your hand from his jaw so he could look at you. You had never seen such a dark, lust filled look before. Your own arousal heightened and you decided to stop playing around.

You straightened up to take his face into your hand gently to hold him still so you could press your lips to his. As he kissed you back, you felt his body move and opened your eyes to see him lowering his hands towards you. You quickly lowered your free hand to slap his inner thigh. He yelped and returned his hands to the bed frame. You hummed in approval and closed your eyes. It wasn't quite obvious when you wound up pressing your body against his and grinding against him but the fact of the matter is, it happened and he was moaning sweetly into your mouth.

"N-noona." He pleaded in between kisses. You broke the kiss to look at him. His eyes fluttered open to look at you with heavy lids. "C-can I cum now?"

"Hm, I don't know." You replied, moving your hips back while pressing your chest tight to his. "I don't know if you deserve it." You teased, moving your hand down to slide into his boxers. He gasped as your skin touched his erection. His head dropped back and his eyes rolled into his head as you gripped his hard dick and pumped it quickly, picking up a fast pace, twisting your wrist now and then before running your fingers over his precome coated tip.

"Please please please." He choked out in a beg. "I-I need to. I'll do whatever you want. Please noona." Your lips trailed up his neck and to his jaw. He turned his head to kiss you when your lips neared his own. "I'm so close." He whined, pulling out from the kiss, rolling his hips into your hand desperately. "Please noona."

"Okay babyboy." you agreed and he moaned in a relief. You stepped back and pushed his boxers down so you could both watch your hand run over his erection.

"I-I-I-"

"Cum for me baby." You encouraged and he did, all over his stomach and chest while repeatedly moaning your name loudly, slurring the syllables together. "Ooh." You cooed impressed, still milking him for all he had.

"Ah plea-please." He begged, trying to pull from your grasp with his hips. "I-I can't." He bit his lip hard as you continued pumping him for a few more seconds before letting go.

"You've made a mess of my hand." you tutted, pretending to be mad as you lifted your hand to show him his cum on your fingers. He moaned at the sight. "You're cleaning this up."

"H-how?" You lifted your fingers to his mouth.

"Lick." You ordered. His eyes widened in surprise. "Well? What are you waiting for?" Slowly, Jungkook parted his lips until his tongue flicked out to cautiously taste his own release. He made a face as soon as it hit his tongue. "Now you see what you make girls taste?" He nodded. "Still, clean them up." He whined in complaint. "I'm sorry, what was that?" Your free hand ran down his body to gently squeeze his still sensitive dick and he shuddered.

"Sorry!" He exclaimed. "I'm sorry, I'll clean it please don't do that anymore, I can't handle it." He whimpered and you hummed in satisfaction as you let go. A breath of relief escaped his lips before he wrapped them around your fingers. You watched intrigued as he licked and sucked his cum from your digits until they were clean before pulling away with a pop.

"Good boy." You patted his cheek with your saliva covered fingers. He smiled shyly at you.

Vaguely, you remember seeing face wipes on the desk so you moved around Jungkook to grab the packet. "You can move your arms now." You announced and he did with a happy groan then rolled his shoulders. "Do they hurt a lot?" You asked softly as you opened the packet and pulled out a wipe to start cleaning up his torso.

"Just ache a little." He mumbled with a small yawn. He tried to take the wipes from you but you slapped his hands away. Jungkook watched with a tired smile as you cleaned him up carefully, paying attention so you didn't miss anything. Once you tossed away the dirty wipes you put the packet down and handed him the bottle of water. "Thank you noona." He smiled gratefully and accepted the drink to down the remainder while you pulled his boxers back onto his hips.

"You get yourself dressed then come down, okay?" You smiled, taking the empty bottle from his hands.

"Wh-what?" He frowned. "Is that it?"

"You're too sensitive, Kook, you can't handle having your dick played with anymore." You scoffed walking to the door.

"I know but, I didn't get to touch you." He frowned. "Can't I touch you?"

"There's less than an hour left to complete our missions." You stated opening the doors. "I thought you wanted to win."

"I don't want to win anymore, I want you." He whined and really, who were you to argue that?

I love sub Jungkook

This was supposed to end with some good hard sex but, it was getting too long so i made myself stop writing

I write too much Jungkook smut for someone who doesn’t even bias him

~Chee

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Hero - Wonho (Oneshot)

I’M SO SORRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

I AMTHEWOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRSSSSTTTTTT

Please don’t hate me for the stupidly long delay

Here’s Wonho’s route at long bloody last

The intro is here

The links to any other members currently available are at the bottom

Hoseok slipped his arm around your waist and pulled you into a hug immediately. “Hoseok!” you exclaimed, half in surprise and half in relief. You gripped the front of his shirt, hoping to convey your distress. The gentle pressure of his hand stroking your head told you he’d noticed your distress. He moved his head to whisper to you, “Are you alright? Do you need a hand getting this creep to leave you alone?” you nodded slightly, briefly meeting his eyes before he turned around, he flashed a smile before his face hardened to intimidate the creep. “You really shouldn’t corner people like that, so stop blocking the door.” They moved immediately, not even glancing in your direction as they shifted past you. Hoseok smiled brightly as he turned back to you and held out his hand for you to take. Which you did gladly, and followed him out of the house, glad to be free of the party.

As you made your way down the street away from the loud house, you could hear the faint sound of sirens. “Oh shit someone must have phoned the police!” Hoseok exclaimed pulling you towards a random house’s front door. “What are you doing?!” you asked in a harsh whisper, but not really struggling away from his grasp. “We need to make it look like we’ve just come back from a date or something so that they don’t think we came from the party!” you stared at him in disbelief, but his firm grip on your waist pulled you into him and you fell against his well-defined chest, hardly even processing what was happening. Suddenly his face was right in front of yours and you thought for sure he could hear your heart racing at his intimate proximity. If it weren’t for the fact you had to maintain the façade to avoid repercussions from the police you would probably have overreacted and run away from being so flustered. Your hands instinctively clutch his shoulders as you feel your knees give out, feeling like jelly beneath you. Hoseok noticed your shifted centre of gravity and attempted to meet your eyes with his. You looked at him, not really knowing what kind of expression you were pulling, and he smiled that terribly disarming, but wonderfully warm smile and you forgot all your concerns for a moment and just smiled back.

You heard the police cars go past and a few officers on foot pass by: making a conscious effort to not look in their direction. Hoseok noticed and smiled fondly, brushing his hands through your hair to help you focus on anything that wasn’t the police. On reflex your eyes closed at the soothing sensation; next thing you knew Hoseok was chuckling quietly, his firm grip significantly looser now. You huffed, pouting at him. He just smiled again, that ever so soft look on his face as he slowly let you go, making sure you were steady on your feet. “Stop it.” You grumbled turning your head away, slightly embarrassed, hiding your face with your hands. He laughed softly, “Always so cute.” He muttered, not expecting you to hear. “Hoseoooook.” You whined, turning away fully in an attempt to hide your heated cheeks. “Ah, you heard that?” you nodded in response and he breathed in sharply, as if wincing. “I-ah…” he trailed off, mumbling the rest. “Eh?” you turned you head, “What?” you caught sight of his sheepish expression and turned fully around. “Hoseok?” “Ahhh,” he rubbed at his neck, “I uh, I like you a lot Y/N. I have for a while.” You blinked owlishly, cheeks tinging pink. “Would you maybe consider being my-” “Y-yes.” You cute him off, hand covering your mouth moments later in embarrassment of your eager response. He grinned at you again, arms spread inviting you to a hug. “Hahaha, so cute.” He laughed to himself as you hid your face in his shoulder.

HE’S TOO PURE FOR THIS WORLD

I’m so sorry if it’s not up to scratch for how long you’ve had to wait for it I am a GARBAGE human being

-Mimi

Jooheon

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Jaebum when you’re pregnant

You and Jaebum had been friends with benefits for a while. You both had entertained the idea of a relationship once upon a time but found with his busy schedule and travelling overseas often, it didn't work out. So you kept to a purely physical relationship. When you found out you were pregnant, your heart dropped. You always wanted to be married when you had our first child and for a few weeks, you genuinely debated having an abortion without even consulting Jaebum. But the idea of having a mini Jaebum to love and hold won you over.

"You know, my friend is pregnant." You commented one day after your usual meet up in your apartment. Jaebum looked at you from his place beside you in bed.

"Who?"

"You don't know her." You shrugged.

"I thought I know all your friends." He mumbled confused. "But whatever. Why're you telling me if I don't know her?"

"Just, making conversation." He hummed but said nothing more. "She's our age. Some people are saying she's too young to have a child."

"She can do what she wants with her life and body." Jaebum looked at you strangely then. "I thought you're all for women doing what they want with their bodies."

"I am." You confirmed with a nod. "I just wanted to know your opinion on a girl my age getting pregnant."

"Like I said, she can do what she wants. So long as her boyfriend is fine with being a father."

"What if they're not together? What if it's a situation like us?" He went into thought before shrugging carelessly. "What does that mean?"

"I don't know. I've never thought of it."

"So think of it." He sighed heavily and shuffled to sit up beside you. "Imagine it's us."

"I don't want to be a dad anytime soon. I can't do a relationship, Y/N, a family is definitely not something I want." You simply nod and move to get comfortable laid down. He curls up behind you, holding your bare body to his and falls asleep.

You decide to cut things off with Jaebum after that. He was persistent in looking for a good reason for the split though so you moved from Seoul to avoid him.

Through the whole pregnancy, you didn't talk to Jaebum. You changed your number and social media accounts which you then put on private. He found your Instagram account pretty quick and sent a request but you didn't accept until your son was four months old.

You had just posted a video of him laughing while you make silly noises at him, giggling along with him when a notification reminding you of the follow request lit up your phone. You hesitated but finally pressed accept.

The second Jaebum got the notification saying you had accepted his request, he was straight on your account. He almost dropped his phone seeing the posts of a baby. He went through them all and couldn't deny that the little boy had similarities to him. It all made sense and then he realised the background of your latest post was familiar. Your old apartment in Seoul.

Without thought, he put on his shoes and raced to your apartment. As soon as you answered the door, he walked past you and into the living room, eyes glued to the boy sat in the baby bouncer, facing the TV that was playing a GOT7 concert DVD.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Jaebum mumbled when you stood beside him, both admiring your son.

"You said you didn't want to be a dad." You answered simply. At the sound of your familiar voice, your son looked up and started to babble excitedly. "He recognises you." You unbuckled the straps to take the boy out of his seat and hold him to you, letting him get close to Jaebum. "I've always played your voice and videos to him. He knows who you are."

"He's really mine?" Jaebum carefully lifted a hand, a smile lifting his features when the baby grabbed his index finger and tried to put it in his mouth.

"I called him JaeJae." Jaebum laughed and took his son to hold him tight.

"You won't have to just see your dad on a screen anymore, JaeJae."

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Hero - Jooheon (oneshot)

Here is Jooheon’s route(? I guess?) Hopefully that thing where the last ones get longer doesn’t happen because I always feel bad, so I’ll try to stick to about 600 words for these.I hope this is the kinda scenario you were thinking anon!! -Mimi

Hero intro and masterlist

“Jooheon!” You hoped your face told him that you were uncomfortable and needed help. “I’ve been looking all over for you.” He grabbed your hand, lacing his fingers with yours as he smiled cutely at you. You really hoped he hadn’t noticed your heart skip a beat at his actions. “We must have kept missing each other, jagi.” He turned his attention to the unsavoury individual before you and his face dropped into a look of distaste. “Why are you standing in the way of the door?” he asked, his tone suggesting he was pissed.  You moved slightly behind Jooheon to keep as big a distance between you and the pushy person who had thwarted your exit earlier, plus being closer to Jooheon made you feel safer. “I-uh are you and Y/N dating?” Their gaze met yours and you squeezed Jooheon’s hand, not wanting to look away and make it seem like an obvious no. “Yeah, what of it? You tryin’a take Y/N from me?” he asked in a gruff tone, stepping further in front of you. Your heart raced, even if you knew he was just saying it to get this person off your case. The person moved out of the way of the door, “You shouldn’t stop people from leaving just because you wanna chat them up. You should be careful who you try chatting up too.” Jooheon advised, glaring at them as he passed, pulling you with him.

After a few minutes of walking in silence, his hand still holding yours, he stopped and let go, turning to face you. “Are you alright, Y/N? They didn’t do anything to you did they?” You smiled at him as you shook your head. “No, thank you so much Jooheon! I don’t know where F/N went!” you suddenly became overwhelmed with concern for them. “Oh gosh what if F/N is drunk and someone tries something?” Jooheon looked like he was in thought for a moment, “F/N…Oh! F/N who asked me if I was definitely coming?” You nodded, and he smiled again, “Nah F/N got driven home by Hyunwoo. So did some other people who got wasted on the spiked punch actually.” You visibly relaxed as you sighed in relief. “Oh. That’s good, I’m glad. Although it would have been nice to know as and when. But at least I found you!” you blurted out, eyes widening at how that sounded. It was true, but you didn’t need him to know that. “A-as in uh, we haven’t um, caught up in ages and stuff.” You clarified nervously. He laughed a little, a more serious look on his face despite his smile. “Y/N?” Your gaze lifted from the ground where it had fallen in slight embarrassment, “You didn’t…” He trailed off, averting his own gaze, “You aren’t mad I said you and I are dating, are you?” you shook your head, but stopped when you realised he was still not looking at you. “No, of course not!” You beamed at him, putting your hands on his shoulders. “Would you mind if…” his eyes met yours and you could feel the heat rising to your cheeks, “We started dating for real?” his intense look had stolen your breath for a moment. “Y/N?” “Y-yes. A-as in I would like to, not as in I would mind be-” he cut you off by pressing a finger to his own lips. He smiled, his dimples pulling you in and his eyes crinkling as he chuckled softly. “Good, do you wanna ditch the party and go get ice cream or something?” You nodded, smiling back “Yeah.” He held out his hand for you to take, you did so happily.

Wonho

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Blood.

This is what happens when I have an idea for a comedy comic strip but can’t draw.

Min Yoongi (Suga) x Y/N

Supernaturl au. Smuttish. Kinda crack(comedy for those who don’t know the term crack)?

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A few months ago, you met a guy and it was pretty much lust at first sight. You saw him from across the bar and your heart beat erratically at the sight of this beautiful creature. As if he heard the sudden increase in your heart rate, he looked directly at you and your eyes met. Shivers ran down your spine and excitement pooled in your stomach. His gaze was dark and mysterious with a hint of danger and you had never wanted to be beside someone more in your life. So, you arose from your seat and made your way through the crowd to him but by the time you reached his stool, he was gone.

You returned to the bar almost every day for just over a week in hopes of meeting the handsome stranger again but, he never showed.

It was two weeks after your eyes were first blessed with his visuals that you came across the man again. You were sat up to your desk at the travel agency where you worked when suddenly a figure stood behind you, looming over your frame. Seeing a shadow had taken over the papers you were supposed to be working on, while actually fantasising about the handsome stranger, you turned to find out who was blocking your light to find the man plaguing your every waking moment stood there, leering down at you.

"Oh, hello." You squeaked in surprise, pleasant surprise but you tried to keep your cool facade. A cool facade he easily saw through, how could he not when you were literally shaking with excitement, your heart pumping so hard and fast he could see the blood rushing through a slightly protruding vein in your neck.

"You've been looking for me." It was a statement, spoke in a harsh tone that was meant to scare you off, give you a silent warning but, the deepness of his voice vibrated through your body sending delicious ripples up your thighs. "Why?"

"I uh-" You swallowed hard and shuffled in your chair, hoping to look more put together when you spoke your next words. "How can I be looking for you when you're the one in my place of business?" You retorted, a slight, teasing smirk lifting one side of your mouth. He stared for a few seconds in shock at your obvious flirtations before a flash of an amused smile quirked his lips, vanishing so fast you almost doubted your own vision.

"I guess I am." He nodded before pulling over a chair to sit directly opposite you. He leant down onto his spread knees with his elbows and studied you. "What's your name?" You pointed to your name badge and he scoffed, chuckling slightly. "I can read, I want to hear you say it."

"Why?"

"To make up for not asking you two weeks ago."

"Y/N, my name is Y/N."

"Y/N." He hummed moving to sit back but he didn't close his legs and it made you want to get on your knees between his spread thighs. "Pleasure to meet you Y/N, my name is Yoongi."

And that was how it started, your casual relationship. It wasn't casual in the sense that you both saw other people because neither of you did, you were only interested in one another. It was casual in the sense that nothing had been agreed upon, at least not officially. At least once a week, Yoongi would take you out for the evening and spoil you, treat you like a queen before dropping you at your house with a simple kiss. Of course you spoke between dates, via phone call and text but you only saw one another on the evenings he took you out. That meant you didn't have much time together, alone. You were always in public places enjoying just being in one another's company but you yearned for more. Yoongi was an incredibly attractive guy with perfect, pale skin that made you envy him, soft black hair that you longed to run your fingers through and tug in hopes of earning a moan and deep, beautiful brown eyes that looked at you so intensely, like you were his next meal. You wanted Yoongi and you wanted him bad.

It was three months exactly after your first date that Yoongi finally took you to his home. It was a lavish, spacious apartment with a beautiful view of the city. His choice of decor was simple and practical, everything had its use or purpose, even the decorative pieces had multiple uses. He used a specific colour scheme; black, white and grey with splashes of red here and there. The living area was open plan and started as soon as you entered the home. But that didn't interest you. You wanted to know about his bedroom. On the other side of the living room, in the centre of the back wall stood a lone, black door.

"Is that your bedroom?" You asked slyly.

"Would you like to see?" You nodded and Yoongi smirked before leading you over. He opened the door and motioned inside.

That's how you wound up naked on his bed with his head between your thighs. "Fuck, I want to bite you so much." He growled, running his nose along your inner thigh as he took a break from eating you out with such enthusiam it was as if you were his last meal. "You taste so fucking good, Y/N." He nuzzled his face into your thigh, spreading wetness onto your flesh before turning his attention back to where you really wanted him. You moaned instantly and arched your back off of the matress.

Usually, you didn't like to watch when a guy went down on you but it was Yoongi and you wanted to know how he looked with his dark eyes peering up at you. So, you opened your eyes and lifted your head to look down. The moment you saw his face you froze and your eyes widened. "Ohmygod!" You shrieked, shimmying up with bed quickly with your hands over your mouth in shock. "I am so fucking sorry, I didn't know."

Yoongi looked up at you, his dark hair a mess and falling into his eyes and that was pretty fucking hot but as soon as you got to his nose, you freaked out. His lower face was covered in blood.

"I thought I had another week left!" You explained.

"What?" He mumbled. "Come back here." He tugged on your ankle but you quickly pulled it out of his grasp making him sigh in annoyance. "What is wrong with you?"

"Are you not aware what is going on with my vagina right now?!"

"I was enjoying myself eating it." He pointed out, looking nothing short of frustrated at the disruption.

"My fucking period started and you just carried on?!"

"Well, yeah." Yoongi looked at you as if it was obvious he would, as if it was stupid to suggest he do anything else. "What else do you expect from a vampire?"

"A what?!" You yelled. You of course knew vampires existed, you knew they walked and lived amongst humans and had for decades. Honestly, you had no problem with them, most of them just tried to live like everyone else, like humans, and fed off animals or blood substitues. Some of your friends and coworkers were vampires, your brother even married one last year. But, you had never realised Yoongi was one. "You're a vampire?"

"You...you didn't know?" He moved to kneel up then, showing you his bare torso and erection that was trying to break free from the constraints of his dark grey boxers. "How could you not know?"

"You never told me!"

"I thought it was obvious, most people know as soon as they meet me." You just continued to stare in shock. "For a start, my skin, it's pale, I clearly don't get much sunlight."

"Not all vampires are pale, my sister in law goes to a tanning salon."

"I have fangs."

"They're not obvious, I've never seen you hungry so I didn't know you have them. I thought they're just slightly pointed canines, mine were like that when I was little."

"You never wondered why we only meet after sun set, or on cloudy days?"

"I assumed you can only spare time in the nights and I never realised we only meet on cloudy days."

Yoongi moved to sit down on the edge of his bed with his back to you while he took in the fact you were incredibly clueless.

"So all this time, you never realised I'm a vampire?"

"No."

"And...do you have a problem with it?"

"No."

"Then lay back down so I can finish eating you out." He demanded impatiently, getting up and turning to face you. You looked at him with an incredulous look. "What?"

"I just, you really want to do that?" He nodded firmly and you bit your lip nervously. "I've never had a guy go down on me while I'm on my period, it seems kind of...weird."

"You've only been with humans?" You nodded. "Well there you have it. Tasting your blood is a turn on, Y/N." Yoongi informed as he crawled back onto the bed. "And I love making girls cum with my mouth so getting both is making me so fucking hard."

"But, doesn't it taste horrible? Because it's period blood?"

"No, it's got a fuller flavour, it's thicker, I can't explain it really. It's like, living on vegetables despite being a meat eater and then finally getting a nice thick steak."

"Oh." You nodded in understanding.

"So now you know, you gonna let me carry on?" You nodded shyly and returned to your previous position on the bed.

"Can't beleive you didn't know I'm a fucking vampire." He chuckled as he settled back between your legs.

"Shut up."

"I literally said I wanted to bite you like five times in the past half an hour."

"Why don't you use that pretty little tongue of yours for something better than talking, huh?" You suggested, a sharp almost demanding tone to your voice. Yoongi licked his lips before growling and diving back in.

The fact that Yoongi was a vampire didn't bother you and surprisingly, the fact he was eating you out while you were on your period suddenly didn't bother you either. You finally got the man you had been lusting after and you were going to enjoy every fucking second of it.

iI know I’m supposed to be writing other stuff but this idea just came tome and I had  to write it

I’ll now get back to watching Dirk Gently’s Holistic detective agency and pretending I’m going to do some work lol

~Chee

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BamBam when you’re pregnant

BamBam would not be ready to be a parent, at all. He's still a child at heart and wouldn't know where to begin with looking after a baby. He'd, of course, voice his concerns to you and you'd know he'd be worried about that and honestly, you were a little worried too. Only two days previous BamBam had sulked because you turned off the TV during a cartoon to make him join you for dinner.

The pregnancy itself would cause a lot of problems within your relationship and in the end, you two would break up. The stress wasn't good for either of you, especially not a pregnant woman. But BamBam would still be around as a friend and the father of the child. Despite being adamant that he'd be a terrible dad, he'd always support you and go to every appointment with you.

As soon as you felt the first signs of labour, you called BamBam. He was away on tour in Japan but he got on the first flight back. You were already in the hospital when BamBam arrived very dishevelled. He'd immediately grab your hand and smooth back your hand. "You got this, you can do this, I'm here." He'd speak and you'd glare at him. "What?"

"If we weren't already separated, I'd break up with you." You hiss and he knew it was just the pain talking so he ignored your words. Because truth be told, he still loved you and hearing you break up with him for a second time hurt his heart.

The second the baby is born, BamBam has tears in his eyes and stares down at his child adoringly. "Look." He'd coo, shaking your shoulder while you swatted his hand away, too tired to lift your head. He'd jump at the chance to cut the cord and have first cuddles with the newborn knowing you wouldn't really mind as you were too tired.

As soon as the baby was wrapped up and in his arms, he'd sit on his chair next to you. "Jagi, look at our baby." He'd sniffle and you'd look over at him. BamBam looked so in love as he stared down adoringly at the baby that your heart soared.

"You called me jagi." You'd point out. He'd look up at you. "Do you still love me?"

"I'd say more than anything but, you've been replaced. I have a new favourite girl." He'd look back down at your daughter.

From the moment you and your daughter return home, it was as if BamBam had never moved out. You two were back together and he would be the most attentive boyfriend and father you could ever ask for. He grew up for your baby and you couldn't be happier.

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Take Me Home

Taehyungx Y/N smut

When there is a power cut, you go down to the dog shelter where you work and find Taehyung already there waiting for you.

Keep that long af choker in mind ;)

You had been happily watching a movie, curled up under the covers of your bed when suddenly, your power went out. For a few moments, you just sat there, thinking it was another power fluctuation, they happened often in your building as the wiring was old and the landlord too cheap to fix it. When the power didn't come on like usual, you kicked your covers off with an annoyed groan.

"If he cut my power again, I'm taking his arse to court." You grumble to yourself as you locate your phone and turn on the flashlight before getting up and padding through your apartment. It wouldn't have been the first time your landlord had cut your power. The last time was because you had a party, which you alerted everyone in the building too and even invited some, and it went on ten minutes after your estimated end time. Your landlord was petty, to say the least.

As soon as you opened your front door, your eyebrows raised in surprise. The hallway was also pitch black. You scanned your light around, accidentally flashing it into your neighbour's eyes.

"Ah! Y/N!" He screeched.

"Shit, sorry, Kook." You quickly lowered your phone. "Your power out too, huh?"

"Yeah, I thought he was being a dick again but, he never turns the hall light off." You both sighed heavily.

"Guess it's a blackout." You turned and entered your apartment, Jungkook following you without invitation, not that he really needed one. You had both lived there for so long that you were really close, the fact that there was only a two year age gap between you aided your friendship.

You reached your living room window and pulled up the blind, seeing the entire neighbourhood without light.

"Well, there goes my date tonight," Jungkook grumbled, flopping onto your couch.

"Doesn't she live across town? The lights are probably on there."

"Yeah but...there goes my date tonight." He repeated and you rolled your eyes. Jungkook was always acting as if he was annoyed when one of his dates with his new plaything went wrong but really, he loved it. He never wanted to go on the dates, she always arranged them and just told him to be somewhere, she never asked his permission to date but Jungkook didn't have the heart to tell her he wasn't interested in her like that anymore. "Looks like you get the pleasure of my company tonight." Even though you were still gazing out the window, back to him, you knew he was grinning that cheeky smile of his.

"Sorry, Kook but if the power is out in the neighbourhood, that means the shelter is in the dark."

"Oh, yeah." You could hear the pout in his voice. "I can come along!"

"You know I can't just bring people along like that, it's a high-end shelter, Jungkook, they want all their staff checked." You rolled your eyes, finding all the background checks you had to go through to work at the dog shelter ridiculous.

"Can't you like, vouch for me?"

"If you want to play with dogs, go visit Yoongi."

"He never lets me near Holly." Jungkook scoffed. "Or anyone. He's so protective of him. You got Tae a job, why not me?" He started to whine as he followed you to your room but you shut the door in his face so you could get out of your pjs and into casual clothes. "Why can't you just ask him out like a normal person? Why did you have to give him the job you know I've wanted for ages?"

"I didn't give him the job for that reason, Jungkook." You replied.

"Yeah right!" He snorted. "You wanted more time with him, alone, you want to get in his pants." He sang teasingly, giggling at the unimpressed expression you shot him when you opened your door, fully dressed.

"Yeah, being surrounded by dogs all the time is definitely how I seduce people." Jungkook giggled at your sarcastic tone. You walked around him and to the front door where you slipped on your shoes and jacket, picking up your keys from the hook.

"Well, one of you better make a move soon because I'm sick of the tension." He announced walking through the open doorway to exit your apartment. You followed him out and locked up your home.

"Just go masturbate or whatever it is you do when the power cuts." You sighed, waving a hand dismissively at him.

"You don't need to tell me twice." He giggled then skipped back down the hall to his own front door that was still wide open. Sometimes, you really thought Jungkook had no fear either that or he's way too trusting of people. "Have fun with Taehyung, Y/N!"

"Have fun with your hand." You heard him giggle one last time before his door closed. You quickly zipped up your jacket and rushed down the stairs to get to your place of work as quick as possible.

***

You were surprised to find Taehyung stood outside of the main doors when you arrived.

"Oh, Taehyung." You greeted. He smiled at you, shuffling from foot to foot. "What're you doing out here? You must be freezing."

"Jen hasn't cut me a key yet." He explained, teeth almost chattering.

"I'll do one tomorrow, she'll never get around to it. Memory of a sieve that one." You spoke, unlocking the front door and ushering him inside. You locked the door behind you and walked straight through the reception to the back, where all the dogs were. You sighed in relief seeing the lights on and the room was at the perfect temperature. "The backup generator kicked in." You announced before turning to look at Taehyung. He was still hugging himself for warmth and your lips dropped at the sight. Now that you were inside, under lighting, you could see his nose was bright red and his lips had turned to turn blue. "How long were you out there?" You sighed, taking off your coat as you walked over to him. "Why didn't you call me?"

"I did." You gave him a confused look as you wrapped your jacket around him. You felt the pockets them the pockets of your jeans before groaning.

"I'm such an idiot, I must've left it at home in my rush."

"I-I guessed as much." He chuckled. "So I called Jungkook and it took him a while to answer but he said you were on your way so I just stayed here."

"Idiot." You started to rub his upper arms over the material of both of your jackets, in an attempt to warm him up. "You can go home once you've warmed up, the generator should be fine for tonight and hopefully the power will be fixed by the morning. I'll be fine watching them tonight."

"There's almost thirty dogs here, Y/N, I'm not letting you look after them alone. Besides, it wouldn't feel right, leaving you here like that, this building isn't safe enough. Someone could get in and, hurt you." He frowned at the thought. You smiled at him, laughing lightly. "I'm serious! It's not a laughing matter, Y/N! They could do really bad things to you!"

"I just think it's cute you're worried about that. The thought never crossed my mind."

"See, that proves it, you need me."

"I need you?" He nodded firmly and you smiled again. "Okay Tae, you can stay tonight if you really want." His cheeks stretched as his unique boxy smile spread his lips. You found yourself smiling just that little bit wider. "Let's go to the playroom, it's always warmest." He nodded and took your hand making you yelp at how cold his skin was. "Jeez Tae, I think we're going to have to brainstorm how to warm you up, you're like ice."

"You could always cuddle me?" He offered cheekily as you lead him to the large room. The walls were lined with various dog toys and accessories. Your cheeks tinged at the innocent suggestion but you didn't respond. His smile fell into a frown. "I'll play!" He spoke, trying to change the subject quick before things grew tenser between you two. He pulled away from you and over to the wall.

You watched amused, from your place on the large beanbag by the heater, as Taehyung started to play with the toys. Slowly, he warmed up until both of your jackets were removed from his body and hung up on the hooks near the door.

"I'm so tempted to put a collar on you." You joked and he looked over at you.

"Do you think they'd fit?" He mused, picking one from the shelf, leash attached, before walking over and kneeling in front of you. He held it out and you raised an eyebrow. "I've always been curious."

"You're a strange one." You laughed but took the collar from him all the same. Once you had unhooked the leash, you shuffled forward, trying your best to ignore his large hands then placed on your knees, and wrapped the leather around his neck. You fastened it and leaned back to look at him better. "Only you could look good in a dog collar." You laughed lightly.

"I do?" He grinned when you nodded. "Ah, that's good."

"It is?

"Yeah."

"Why?" He shrugged. "Definitely a strange one." You picked up the leash and clipped it onto the metal ring on his throat. You kept the handle in your hand as you looked back up at him. "Looks like I have another puppy to look after tonight, huh?" You grinned but he didn't return the smile like you expected. He looked oddly serious, a look in his eyes you couldn't name. "Tae?"

"You've always said you want a puppy of your own." He licked his lips and your stomach flipped as his fingers inched up onto your thighs slowly. "I'd be more than willing to go home with you." His already deep voice had dropped lower and it shot straight between your legs, heat suddenly pooling there. "I'd be so good for you." He leaned closer until his nose almost touched yours, his eyes heavy-lidded, gaze on your lips, watching how they parted at his suggestions. "You don't need to teach me anything, Y/N, I know lots of good tricks I'd be willing to show you." Even though he was talking so bravely, his breath came out in nervous shudders. "I've wanted to go home with you since we first met. Kookie told me you work here and I talked about dogs so much hoping you'd offer me a place here so I could be near you more."

"Don't you like dogs? I don't you love dogs."

"I do but, not as much as I like you." He confessed, leaning back slightly so he could look in your eyes and see your reaction. "Please tell me you feel the same way. Jungkook has been telling me all the time that you like me back and that I should make a move."

"Funny, he's been telling me the same thing every day since we met." You mused. "I only offered you the job to be near you more." Taeehyung's face lit up and you giggled. "You really do look like a puppy right now, so cute." You cooed, pinching his cheeks. He whined and pushed your hands away. "What? Don't you want to be cute? You usually love being called cute."

"Not right now. I want to be called something else." You tilted your head curiously and he smirked before pulling you closer by hooking his hands under your legs. You yelped and fell onto your back on the beanbag. Slowly, Taehyung hovered over you, his right hand pressing into the material next to your head to hold himself up while his left stroked your thigh.

"Hm?" You tried to hold back your smirk but he caught it and realised you were teasing him. "What is that?"

"Guess."

"Pretty?" He shook his head. "Handsome?"

"No, but getting closer."

"Beautiful." Another shake of his head as he lowered until his lips brushed over your neck and you let him, craning your neck so he had as much access as possible in that position. "Hm, gorgeous?" He growled and bit down on your skin, fed up of your teasing. You giggled and tugged on the leash you still held. He leant up, eyes sparkling as he eyed the material in your hands. "How about the sexiest guy I've ever laid my eyes on?" He looked back at you and nodded. "And soon, my hands." His eyes darkened and he dropped back down to press his lips to yours hungrily. You dropped the handle to run your hands up his chest, feeling as much of him as you could. He hummed in pleasure as you touched him, letting his left hand wander over your body too.

Your lips left one another for Taehyung to look down at you with eyes so dark you couldn't tell the difference between his pupil and iris.

"I know you won't take me home now but tomorrow?" He asked hopefully. You didn't hesitate to nod. "I can't wait."

"Neither can I, literally so I guess we'll have to find a way to occupy ourselves until then." The glint in your eyes made Taehyung whine needily. "Your lips are still purple." You noted, running your fingertips over them gently.

"I know how to warm them up." He grinned and shuffled back. You pouted but it quickly lifted into a grin to match his when his fingers started to work on your jeans. You helped him undo them and remove them from your legs, kicking your shoes off in the process. His hands travelled the expanse of your legs, his hungry gaze following until he met your underwear. He glared at the thin material obstructing his view before yanking them down harshly, almost ripping them in the process. "I've thought about how you'd look so many times." He hummed, lowering down onto his elbows between your thighs and staring in slack-jawed admiration at your wet heat. "This is so much better, you're wet already, fuck, you really want this as much as me, huh?"

"If not more." His eyes flickered up to you, disbelief written on his features.

"Impossible." You rolled your eyes, a gasp escaping your lips when he suddenly dove in, his lips meeting you and pleasuring you instantly. Taehyung wasted no time with teasing you, he went straight for pleasure, flicking out his tongue and sucking on your clit while you moaned and gripped the bean bag under you. His index finger started circle your entrance and you squirmed impatiently earning a chuckle to vibrate against your clit. You moaned at the pleasure that shot through your body and he took the chance to push his finger into you, causing your moan to turn higher in pitch. He only pumped it a few times before adding a second, groaning at the feel of your walls clinging to his digits.

Your hands fumbled around, looking for the leash but it had fallen out of your reach so you settled for gripping the collar and dragging him up to your level. His eyes were wide at the unexpected action but it was clear he liked it.

"No more Tae, I need you." He groaned and crashed his lips to yours. You didn't complain when he removed his fingers from you and seconds later, you heard his zipper undo. You let go of the collar to allow him to break from the kiss and kneel up. Your eyes watched as he pushed his jeans and boxers down his thighs without hesitation. He wrapped his right hand around his erection and stroked himself slowly while staring at your entrance, his left hand holding your right leg out so he got a good view. You whimpered impatiently and lifted slightly so you could grab the leash and pull him back down ontop of you, letting your body fall back down. His lips found yours while he lined his tip with your entrance, rubbing it over your wet folds to gain some of your lubrication first. He was taking too long for your liking so you rolled your hips up, making him slide into you slightly. He moaned lowly and took your lead, pushing his erection further into you until he couldn't any further.

"Fuck, baby, you're so tight, I can't even get my dick in your properly."

"Not my fault your dick is huge." You retorted and he grinned smugly at your comment before thrusting shallowly.

Taehyung pushed up onto his hands so he could watch as he fucked you slowly. He groaned in annoyance when his jumper fell into his view. He stopped to pull out and lean back. As soon as his jumper and t-shirt were off of his body, he slid back into you, his hips rocking harder and faster than before.a Your fingers gripped his waist as moans of pleasure left your lips.

"Faster Tae." You breathed out and he complied instantly. A hiss left his lips when your nails dug into his skin but it only spurred him on and he fucked you harder into the beanbag. You knew you were moving with every thrust but you couldn't do a thing about it. Luckily, Taehyung noticed every time you slid too far and pulled you back by your hips. Every time he did so, he would hit you deeper and rougher and you'd mewl loudly, clawing at his sides.

"Fuck, no." He groaned after the fifth time and gripped your wrists, stopping his hip movements. You whined in complaint and pouted at him. "You're going to make me cum too soon if you keep doing that." He wrapped the leash around your wrists and secured it so you couldn't move, not even bothering to unclip it from the collar he still wore before returning to fucking you.

With every thrust, your hands would hit against Taehyung's chest and even though it didn't bother him, it was annoying you so you hooked your fingers under the collar and gripped it, simultaneously pulling him down closer to you. He growled at your rough actions and kissed you. It was messy and desperate but you didn't care, you were just as bad, too lost in pleasure and the moment to care for how your kisses came out.

Taehyung changed his position slightly, one more comfortable to him at that angle and instantly, you reacted, arching your back towards him and moaning loudly. "Shit baby, that's it, isn't it?" He panted, watching in awe as your face contorted with every thrust. With the new angle, he hit particularly deep within you while rubbing against your g-spot and you were practically seeing stars.

"Taehyung...." You moaned, fisting the material in your hands tighter.

"You going to cum?" You nodded madly. "I want to feel you cum around me. I want to cum but not until you do. I want to cum together." You whimpered at his confession, feeling yourself teetering on the edge. "Fuck, wait, wait for me baby." He pleaded, speeding up his thrusts, chasing his own climax. "Please please please just hold out for a few...more...." He grunted, his hips losing rhythm. You opened your eyes quickly to see he had his closed tightly, focusing on the pleasure to bring it on quicker. Suddenly his eyes opened wide and his jaw dropped. You could tell he was right there so you pulled him down for one last messy kiss. It only lasted a few seconds before your orgasm hit you and his hit him a split second after.

Taehyung's hips juddered against your rolling ones until you both came down from your highs and he dropped down ontop of you, his forehead pressed to your shoulder.

The two of you laid there like there for a while, until you spoke.

"Can you get off me, my hands are numb." You spoke with a pout. He chuckled and obeyed your wish, moving up. He unbuckled the collar from his neck, giving you your hands back then untied the leash, taking the items from you to set them aside. He smiled at you as he pulled his boxers and jeans back up, watching you rub feeling back into your hands as you sat up. Taehyung located your underwear and helped you get them on, shortly followed by your jeans. "Thank you. "

"No thank you, that was great." He beamed dopily and you chuckled. "So, tomorrow, we should go on a date."

"No." His smile dropped and you giggled, shuffling closer to him to hold his face. "I said I'd take you home tomorrow, Taehyung."

"Oh, you still want to?"

"After that, so fucking much." He giggled and kissed you gently. "And then when we've recuperated from all the fun we're going to have, then we can go on a date."

"That sounds like a great plan to me."

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Birthday Boy

This rude little shit is 20 today and that can mean only one thing, Jungkook birthday smut.

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I’m celebrating the fact that I can think these things about him without feeling entirely creeepy being a 95 liner  ~ Chee

You were at the BTS house with the seven boys, sat around gorging on junk food and watching Marvel movies. Usually, the elder males wouldn't agree to watch all the Iron Man movies in a row but this was different. It was Jungkook's 20th birthday.

"Ah come on Noona, do it for Jungkook," Taehyung spoke, pouting cutely at you.

"I'm pretty sure Jungkook doesn't want me to make you anything, Tae." You giggled. "But if Kookie wants food, I'll make some for him."

"You always make him stuff anyway." He whined, slouching down in his seat dramatically. "Why can't you just admit that he's your favourite and always has been?"

"Okay, Jungkook is my favourite and always has been." Jungkook started to grin dopily from his seat next to you while Taehyung sulked further. "Don't pout when I do exactly as you suggest, Taehyung."

"But you're not supposed to actually favourite him!" You only giggled.

"Will you really make me food, noona?" Jungkook asked sweetly, gaining your attention.

"What do you want?" You responded.

"Uh, I don't really know." He confessed.

"Want a surprise?" He thought for only a few seconds before nodding. "Okay buddy, I'll bring it in." He beamed at you as you got up. You ruffled his hair, both laughing lightly before you left the living room to enter the kitchen. You started work by looking in the kitchen cupboards.

"Ice cream." You jumped at the sound of Jimin's voice. He chuckled when you turned to him, a confused expression on his face. "Ice cream, chocolate sauce, cream."

"Are you ordering a sundae?"

"A you sundae." The confused expression didn't leave your face. Jimin was your closest friend out of BTS but he had never said anything so strange as that, none of them had. "Not for me." He chuckled. "For Jungkook." You rolled your eyes and turned back around. Despite how you reacted to his suggestion, ice cream suddenly called to you so you opened the freezer. "Ah come on Y/N." He walked over to lean on the counter next to where you were starting to scoop different ice creams into a bowl. "It'd be a surprise for sure. You, laid out in front of him, naked, covered in ice cream and sauce."

"I think the poor kid would have a heart attack, Jiminie." You chuckled.

"Ah, but you're not saying no." You simply glared at him causing him to giggle. "Oh come onnn, this could be your chance, Y/N. You get the attention you've been wanting from him for so long and he finally gets to see and touch a naked girl, a sexy one at that."

"You need to stop."

"Why? Are you getting aroused?" He teased, giggling as you rolled your eyes and turned your back to him to put the tubs of ice cream away. "The thought of his lips and tongue all over your body, licking that sweet substance from your skin." You felt your cheeks and ears heating up at the thought. You couldn't deny you had always been attracted to Jungkook and Jimin certainly knew it from the get go and didn't skip an opportunity to try and get you to act on it. There had actually been many times in which you felt you genuinely could've made a move on Jungkook and it probably would've gone well but, he was still a teenager and it made you feel dirty, thinking of him like that. "He's not a child anymore, Y/N, he's 20, he's a man and if you give him the chance, he'll show you what a man can do."

"Shut up." You mumbled as you searched the fridge for fruit toppings to go in the bowl.

"Make me." You turn to look at him with a hard stare. "Ah, you don't scare me, Y/N." He folded his arms over his chest and smirked at you. You tried to keep up your stance but quickly gave up and sighed heavily, running your fingers through your hair.

"Look, Jiminie, as much as I'd love to take advantage of the fact that he's now old enough for me to actually try and fulfill at least one of my sexual fantasies starring him, I can't ruin his birthday like that."

"I don't think he'd think of it that way." Jimin's smirk widened and you suddenly realised how cocky and pleased he looked. "Right, Jungkook?" You spin to see Jungkook stood just inside of the kitchen, eyes wide and glued to you, lips parted in shock. "In fact, I know that our birthday boy here would love to fuck you however you want. He's been thinking about it for almost as long as you have, Y/N. I've been trying to get him to make a move too but he thought you didn't like him that way. But now, he knows you do and you know it's mutual." Neither you or Jungkook moved, you couldn't find it in you to do anything but just stare, too shocked that you outed yourself like that. "Do I need to make the first move for both of you?" Jimin chuckled and picked you up. You struggled against his arms but he only giggled. Suddenly, he was lowering you, cradling your body carefully until your back was pressed against the table top. You tried to get up but he put a firm hand on the top of your chest, holding you down. "I'll tell the others not to come in." He announced, looking between you both. "They will, we've all been waiting for this so we don't have to experience the sexual tension anymore."

Your eyes slid to Jungkook who was closer then, eyes on you, a darkness tinted them that sent shivers through your body. He licked his bottom lip and looked at Jimin who was still talking but, you weren't listening. All you could focus on was Jungkook. He wanted it as much as you, even if you hadn't believed Jimin straight off the bat, the heaviness in Jungkook's features would've confirmed your friend's words.

Suddenly, the pressure on your chest was gone and you looked at Jimin who was backing up. He gave you a wink before sauntering out, your body lifting so you could sit up and watch him leave, a little dumbstruck. The door shut and you heard shuffling on the other side but couldn't make out what it was.

Eventually, you looked over at Jungkook to find him leaning against the counter, the bowl of ice cream in one hand, a spoon in the other. He was watching you curiously, even as he lifted the spoon to his mouth and rid it of the food. Your eyes fell to watch his lips run across the metal, your teeth gripping onto your own bottom one as his tongue came out, to slowly lick the excess off. Slowly, your eyes lifted back up to meet his own that were still glued to you but no longer curious. They were dark and glistening at the same time. Lust swimming in them.

"Jimin said that I should tip this on your body and lick it off." He announced, his voice soft but with a strong undertone that sent heat to your crotch. "He said you liked that idea. Do you?" You looked away, thinking through how honest you should be with him. "You don't need to be shy, noona." He was in front of you then, placing the bowl on the table beside you carefully to cup your face, caution in his actions. "I want to do it. I want to do whatever you want me to do. I want to make you feel so good." His head lowered until he could press a tentative kiss to your neck, just above your collar. His lips were cold but your skin felt hot.

Part of you still felt like it was wrong, because you had been telling yourself so for so long, so you had to force yourself not to push him away but you didn't respond. Slowly, Jungkook leant up and looked into your eyes with concerned eyes.

"You can tell me to stop, I will." He announced truthfully.

"Don't stop." Your voice was quiet, it was practically a whisper but he heard it and a smile lifted his features. He nodded and returned to work on your neck. He covered your skin with gentle, teasing kisses until he had no more untouched space left. Then, his lips were travelling over your jaw and he straightened slightly. Your eyes fluttered open to see such a tender expression on his face, his smile so warm and fond that it made you blush.

"You're so beautiful, noona."

"You are too." He chuckled, cutting off when you craned your neck, leaning towards him. He licked his lips and leant down to meet your lips in a slow, passionate kiss. Jungkook moved his hands to find yours and lift them, encouraging you to wrap them around his neck which you gladly did. His large hands found their place on your waist, holding you for a moment before pushing gently. You got the hint and started to lean back, holding his face so he would move down with you, preventing the kiss from breaking, until you were once again back to the table top but this time, Jungkook was on top of you, holding his weight up off of your body. "What do you want to do to me, Jungkook?" You asked softly when the kiss broke, you both looking at either, lust in your eyes.

"What-"

"No, it's your day, you're in charge."

"Oh, really?" His eyes lit up with excitement.

"But don't get used to it, this is the only time. I'm in charge all other times."

"Other times? You want more?"

"Well." You smirked, your fingers playing with the hair on the back of his neck. "Depends on how well you perform today, birthday boy." He raised his eyebrows at you, taking the challenge already and you knew he would. You knew if you said such a thing, he'd want to prove himself and not stop until he had. "Think you can impress me, Kookie?" You didn't give him a chance to respond. "Because I'm not so sure you can even last long enough to get me anywhere near cumming." His lips crashed back to yours and you suppressed your excited giggle to kiss him back just as enthusiastically. His hands roamed your clothed body, his fingertips edging under your shirt but retreating quickly. You pouted at him as he pulled back and leant up. "What-"

"Take it off," he ordered, spreading your thighs so she could kneel between them. You raised your eyebrows at him. "You said I'm in charge so do as I say and take your shirt off, Y/N."

"Oh, wow, you've certainly been waiting for this, haven't you?" You chuckled, sitting up to slowly remove your t-shirt, teasingly slow. But Jungkook waited. He had been waiting for three years already, he figured a few more seconds he could handle. His dark eyes drank you in, scanning every section of newly exposed skin appreciatively. "Now what?" You purred. His eyes lifted to look up at your own, thinking about what he wanted to happen first but his mind was reeling with all his options. "Are you going to take off yours too?"

"Oh, yeah." He nodded and removed his top, watching as your eyes travelled his bare chest that you had rarely seen and never long enough to fully appreciate. You leant forward to trail your lips over his collar bones, barely making contact and he whined in complaint. "Don't tease me, noona."

"What if I want to?" Your smirk dropped with surprise when he suddenly pounced on you, pushing you back down onto the table.  You expected him to climb on top of you again but he didn't. His hands went straight for the button on your jeans and you swallowed hard. You watched as he undone the item of clothing and even lifted your hips to help as he pulled the material down your legs. "Jun-" He held up his hand so you fell silent, curious about his actions as he climbed off of the table. Wordlessly, he pulled up a chair and sat up to the table.

"Sit here." He ordered, pointing at the table top in front of him. You gave him a confused look. "Do as I say, Y/N." You nodded and shuffled over to sit on the table where he told you. A squeak left your lips when he pushed your thighs open without warning. "Hm, you said you were going to get me something to eat." He hummed, looking directly between your thighs, licking his lips at the sight of the small, damp patch forming on your underwear. "And as much as I love ice cream, it isn't what I want to taste right now." his eyes lifted to meet yours, smirking at the anticipation on your features. "Oh, do you want me to taste you, noona?" You nodded. "Hm?"

"Yes, Jungkook, I want your lips and tongue on me, driving me crazy. I've thought about it a lot, for a long time." You bit your lips as your previous fantasies ran through your mind. "Fuck, you'd look so good with your head between my thighs babyboy." He swallowed hard at your words, his erection already throbbing in his jeans, but he wanted to prove himself before he lost all will with his dick buried deep inside you.

"You're such a dirty girl, aren't you?"

"Oh baby, you don't even know the start of it." His eyes glistened with excitement and in seconds, his head was between your thighs, lips pressing against your underwear. A small sigh of pleasure left your lips and despite wanting to be all sexy and badass, Jungkook smiled his precious bunny smile loving how you sounded and that it was for him. But quickly enough, his smile left and he returned to business, growing more daring, adding more pressure until you were panting and knotting your fingers in his hair. "Kookiee." You whined, wanting more. He chuckled against you and leant up slightly.

"What's the matter, Y/N?" He smirked and you whined again.

"Don't tease me."

"What if I want to?" You squared your eyes, realising he was getting back at you for teasing him.

"Fair play." You agreed with a nod. "Touche Jungkook, touche." You leant down and sucked his bottom lip into your mouth gently earning a low moan from his throat. "How about we both play nicely from now on?" He nodded.

"Agreed."

"Good." His lips attached to yours, returning to the feverish kissing, his hands rubbing your thighs slowly. You grew so used to his hands running up and down your thighs that you didn't realise that his fingers were looped into the waist band of your underwear until he started to tug on them. You pulled out of the kiss to look down at his hands.

"Lift your hips baby." He encouraged in a soft voice. You couldn't deny his tone or the pet name so you pushed yourself up, allowing him to remove the item. He nudged your head with his nose gently so you looked at him. You reattached your lips, breathing a moan into his mouth when his fingers touched your wet folds. Even though his hands were on you, his lips moving against yours, you wanted more contact so you slid off of the table, surprising him into leaning back, until you were straddling his lap. He smiled in approval which quickly turned into a smirk when one of his fingers teased at your entrance before sliding in slightly. Your lips parted having not expected him to do that already but you moved your hips slightly and he got the hint, pushing his finger further into you and wriggling it for a second. He pulled it back out to return with two, making you moan as he curled them inside you, rubbing at your front wall gently. "You're so wet." He breathed. "I don't think I can wait anymore, noona, my dick is aching right now." You nodded and moved your hands to undo his jeans. His fingers moved faster in you, causing your movements to halt, your eyes closing instinctively to focus on the pleasure he was causing you. His thumb reached out to rub at your clit and you moaned, gripping onto his waist. His left hand moved from your hips for a moment and he shuffled slightly but didn't stop attacking your g-spot with his fingers so you didn't care what he was doing. Suddenly, he pulled his fingers out and you opened your eyes, ready to complain but saw him looking down so you did too. He had his erection in his hands, his boxers and jeans awkwardly around his thighs, trying to line up with your entrance. You bit your lip and reached your hand down to wrap around him. He sucked in a breath at the feel of your hand around him and removed his own. You situated yourself over him then slowly lowered yourself, watching as his eyes closed in pleasure. Once you were sat on his thighs, his dick buried as deep inside of you as possible, you fell still, waiting. Slowly, his eyes opened and he looked at you, his eyes dark, his lids heavy and it sent shivers down your body. "You feel so good." He commented and you giggled.

"So do you." He smiled and took a hold of your hips, rubbing your hip bones with his thumbs.

"Fuck yourself with my dick." He spoke lowly. You didn't need to be told twice and immediately started to bounce. It was when you leant back, hands on the table to gain a better angle for yourself, that Jungkook moved his hands to your breasts, massaging them roughly, earning a louder moan from you. "You sound so fucking good." He moaned out before leaning down to capture one of your nipples in his mouth and suck harshly.

"Fuck, Kookie." You whimpered.

"You like it rough baby?" You nodded and he smirked. "Okay, rough it is." His hands moved to your thighs and he stood up without warning making you shriek. He chuckled and laid you back on the table top, keeping you near the edge. He held your thighs by his waist and started to slam into you. You moaned loudly, fingers gripping trying to grip the table top. "Hm, you like it when I fuck you hard like this?"

"Yes, fuck, so much Kookie." You shamelessly admitted. "Can you go faster?"

"Really?" He chuckled, liking how you weren't afraid to admit exactly what you liked. "Hold on baby." You shrieked in pleasure as his hips moved madly against yours. You knew your legs would be sore after but you really didn't care, you'd happily have sore legs for the rest of the week if Jungkook could keep it up.

Neither of you could speak, both panting and moaning.

"Please tell me you're close noona." His tone was desperate and you figured he was close so you opened your eyes to look at him. He was glistening with sweat, eyes glued to you as he waited for a response but he didn't slow his movements at all. "You're so fucking beautiful." He leant down to press his lips to yours in a messy kiss. Your fingers knotted in his damp hair, tugging earning a growl of a moan to rumble in his chest and escape his mouth. You liked the sound, a lot, so you repeated your action. "Fuck, stop, you're going to make me cum." He breathed, leaning over you, hands either side of your head. "I'm not cumming without you." His right hand disappeared between your bodies to find your clit. Your hands fell to his shoulders, fingers digging in as he started to rub at the little bundle of nerves desperately. "Come on baby, come around my cock, let me feel you cum." His lips peppered your face and seconds later, you felt your orgasm right on its edge, ready to take you over. You whimpered, wanting it to hit you. Jungkook understood what it meant and worked that little bit harder that sent you over the edge. Your nails raked down his back as your orgasm shot through your body, your hips bucking against his madly. Feeling your walls clench around him sent Jungkook over too. His head dropped onto your shoulder as his hips stuttered against yours as he came.

Slowly, your bodies both calmed and you collected yourselves. You removed your hands from his back to push your hair back. He leant up to look down at you as he pulled out of you.

"I can't believe we almost didn't get to do that." He muttered and you both giggled. He pressed a tender kiss to your lips before pushing away and pulling his boxers and jeans up. Jungkook didn't let you dress, he would slap away your hand when you tried so you gave up and let him dress you, a bright smile on his face the whole time.

"Ah, your ice cream is all melted." You pouted, picking up the bowl and staring into it.

"Hm, maybe we should stay in here a little longer and we can try Jimin's idea?" Jungkook suggested lowly, kissing your neck. You giggled and nudged him away. He chuckled.

"Maybe later, if you're good." You teased, grinning over your shoulder at him.

"So, you want to do it, again, with me?"

"Nah, I thought I'd do it with Jimin next time and get let you know my plan." You responded sarcastically. He mocked you childishly. "You can definitely fuck me again, Jungkook." He smiled dopily at you. "But right now, I'm hungry."

"Me too." You cleaned up the bowl then dished out a bowl of ice cream and fruit for you each. You heard the door rattling, then a bang and you jolted. You turned to see Jungkook hammering his fists on the door.

"Why did you block the door?!" He yelled. You giggled. He turned and looked at you.

"Well, I guess we're stuck in here." You spoke with a dramatic sigh. "I guess we'll just have to find a way to occupy ourselves until our release." He caught on then and smirked at you, walking over. "I think you should take your clothes off and get that cute little butt of yours on the table." He chuckled and kissed you heavily before stepping back and removing his shirt with a wink. You grinned excitedly and watched him approach the table, removing his clothes as he went. Your hands found the bowls and then you joined him.

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Happy little accident

Namjoon(Rap Monster)x Y/N fluff (is it fluff? I dunno)

I actually love this gif so much???

Part of you wanted to retreat into one of the rooms, escape the bustle of backstage but you knew that would be incredibly ridiculous of you. You need to get used to it, having people all around you, staff rushing to get everything read, guests being ushered from one place to another. There was only one reason you were backstage at the music show. You weren't staff and you certainly weren't a guest. You were a brand new producer, not for that particular show but one due to start any week now. Your show was going to be a sister show to this one, on afterwards. Where this show showcased new songs by idol groups, your show would be a chat show almost. You'd have each group from the music show in your studio afterwards to discuss the performance and everything related to the idol group's music, upcoming shows, songs, members and everything in between. So, your purpose being backstage was to learn what a successful show looks like, how everything worked behind the scenes to make sure your own show could run as smoothly.

You made mental notes as you walked around, taking in as much as you could, all while making certain not to disturb anyone. You didn't want to be the one to ruin such a smoothly working system.

It wasn't exactly obvious who caused the collision, as you were both not exactly looking where you were going, but suddenly you walked into a tall figure. A gasp of shock left your lips as warm liquid spilt down your front.

"Ohmygod I am so sorry!" The male voice exclaimed instantly rushing off to grab a box of tissues. When he returned to you, you looked up at him from staring down at your coffee-stained shirt. You were surprised to see Namjoon AKA Rap Monster from BTS staring down at you with wide, apologetic eyes.

"It's okay." You finally respond with a smile, taking the box to pull out some tissue to pat at the liquid, hoping to soak up as much as possible. "It was an accident, well, at least I hope it was." You joke, giving him a teasing look.

"It was, I swear. I didn't mean to do that. I wasn't looking where I was going-" He rambled, not catching onto your taunting tone.

"I was joking, it's really okay." You giggle. "What kind of person pours their coffee down someone like that?"

"I don't know." He chuckled, finally relaxing realising you weren't at all bad.

"Besides I wasn't looking where I was going either so it's equally my fault." You smiled reassuringly and he smiled back. "Accidents happen, Rap Monster."

"Yeah, they happen around me a lot." He smiled sheepishly at his confession but his face suddenly changed to one of realisation. "Wait, you know my name." You just stared at him as if it was obvious. It took him a moment to understand that it was obvious you would know his name, being at a music show. "Ah right, that was dumb of me." He admitted, cheeks tinging pink with embarrassment. "I'm guessing you're staff?"

"No." He raised his eyebrows quizzically. "The station is starting a sister show and I'm going to produce it."

"Oh, wow." He spoke impressed. "You look really young to be a TV producer. Have you been producing long?"

"This is my first show." You gave a nervous smile that he couldn't help but smile lightly at. You looked so cute when you were nervous. "I still don't know how I got the job when plenty of experienced producers applied but, I'm not complaining." You giggled.

"Maybe that's why you got it. Maybe they figure you can give a fresh perspective." You hummed in consideration.

"I hadn't thought of that." You confessed, nodding slowly as you thought about the possibility. "Anyway, I need to go change and you are due on any minute." He frowned slightly at the thought of having to walk away from you, but you didn't even notice.

"Yeah, right, of course." He held his empty coffee cup a little tighter and shifted his weight onto his right foot. "It was nice to meet you."

"You too." You smiled then turned and started to walk away.

Namjoon sighed as he watched you leave. Just as he finally turned around himself to join his bandmates, his name was called. He turned to see you jogging back over to him.

"It completely slipped my mind but we're still looking for a presenter." You announced, pulling out a little rectangular case. You pulled a card out of a slit Namjoon hadn't even noticed before holding it out to him. He took it, looking a little bit lost. "Maybe you could fill that spot?" You offered. He just continued to stare, not sure how to respond, shocked at the offer. "No pressure at all. Take a few days to think it over, discuss it with your company and let me know your decision." You tapped the card before giving him another warm smile. Once again, you turned but didn't even manage to take a step before turning back. You pulled a pen from your jacket pocket and scrawled down some numbers on the top of the card. You replaced the lid on the pen before sliding it back into your pocket and looking up at him. He noticed your cheeks were flushed and you looked a bit shy all of a sudden. "That's my private number, you know, in case you can't get me on my work one." You announce, tucking your hair behind your ear and looking away quickly. "So uhm yeah, I look forward to receiving your call." That time, you really did walk away.

Namjoon finally looked down at the card in his hands, staring at your personal phone number in disbelief. He couldn't believe you really just gave him your number. He thought he'd have to work harder and chuckled giddily. His eyes scanned the little rectangle, whispering out your name as he read it. A smile lifted his lips. He already loved your name. It sounded so magical, so perfect and he thought it suited you perfectly.

"Y/N." He repeated a little louder before running his fingers through his hair and laughing again, still in shock about it all but there was fluttering in his stomach and he couldn't wait to see you again.

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He rolled his head, eyes closed, mentally preparing himself for the performance he was about to put on.

You watched, unable to look away. He always looked so good when he was focused. 

Due to your schedules, it was rare that you could watch a performance so when you had the chance, you always drank him in, searing the image of your boyfriend’s body, face, every single feature, in your mind. 

The logical part of you knew it was best to not disturb him while he was mentally preparing but you couldn’t help yourself. He had stretched out his neck, tilting his head to one teasing you with the expanse of his perfect skin.

A low rumble vibrated within his throat as you pressed your lips to it. He was laughing lightly.

“Jagi, not now, I need to go in a few minutes, the last thing I need is a boner.”

“Stop teasing me then, you know I can’t resist your pretty neck.” Another chuckle left his lips and he put his hands on your hips lightly. A sigh left your own lips as you stopped and laid your head on his shoulder, teasing your fingers up and down his chest. “Are you going to do me proud baby?” Your voice had dropped to a low, seductive tone, your fingers moving even lower to slip under his top and play at the waistband of his trousers. He let out a shaky breath and nodded. “Good boy, I want to reward you tonight.” 

“Fuck, I’ll make you so proud baby.” He hissed, grabbing your hand before you could slide it any lower. You hummed in approval and moved back hearing the announcement that BTS had to go on stage 30 seconds. 

Hoseok smiled down at you fondly, lust dancing in his eyes. He grabbed your face and kissed you roughly, sliding his tongue into your mouth so quick you had no time to respond before backing up with a smirk.

“You’re not the only one who knows how to tease the other, baby.” He winked and turned to head to the stage. You reached out and slapped his backside making him chuckle.

You watched him step on stage with excitement bubbling through your veins.

You knew that as soon as the performance was over, Hoseok would be dragging you off to have his way with you and post-performance, sweaty, panting Hoseok always fucked you right.

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Onew/Jinki:

There were only 2 workers on the shop floor, working the evening shift at the supermarket when he came in. Jinki had a face mask on hoping to avoid being recognised; he just wanted to buy some chicken nuggets to put in his freezer back in his apartment. He hadn’t been to this particular market in a while and they’d changed the layout, so he wandered around looking for the signs to point him toward the freezers. You noticed him looking sort of lost, he was the only customer in the shop and you were not on the tills so they approached him.“Excuse me, sir. Can I help you with anything?” he turned to you, looking slightly startled. You smiled warmly to encourage him to tell you what he was looking for.“O-oh, uh…” He didn’t quite know what to say. The stunning individual before him snatched any words he might have had to offer as a response.“Sir?” You asked, tilting your head.“Ah, sorry, your smile is very disarming.” he said, regaining his composure, pulling down his mask, showing his own charming smile. You giggled,“And what is it you were looking for, this visit?” you asked again, your smile much more genuine this time.“Ah, right. Chicken nuggets.”

As you served him at the checkout he shyly avoided eye contact, making you curious.“I don’t suppose you’d be willing to meet up some time?” He offered, his mask back on his face. You were shocked, but flattered and nodded with a smile. “Maybe meet up for coffee. If someone as lovely as yourself isn’t busy or taken, of course.“Sure, I’ll write my number down on your receipt.” You chuckled softly, “Flatterer.”

Jonghyun:

Jonghyun wanted to unwind and have a cup of coffee at a small cafe that he’d passed a few weeks earlier. It was open late and rarely had many people in it at any time. He walked in and sat himself down at the barstools at the counter. It was a cute layout for a cafe.“What can I get for you this evening?” You, the barista, asked. Jonghyun looked up and was stunned into momentary silence. The charming barista before him had a sweet smile that had his cheeks heating up.“Ah-um, a caramel macchiatto please.” he just about managed to stutter out his order, unable to stop staring at the barista’s face.“Sure thing, are you drinking it here?” You asked before turning to pick up a cup.“Ah, yes.” You nodded turning to the mugs,“Large?” you looked back at him and he nodded. He sat attempting to collect his wits, trying to think of an appropriate way to ask this lovely individual on a date. When you turned to give him his coffee, he had an adorable frustrated look on his face. you carefully placed the coffee down before him and smiled staring at his beautiful face until he came back to his senses.“Whoa! Ah!” he jumped and you giggled, moving back.“You coffee, sir.” he chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his neck, getting the money from his pocket, “Hahaha, thank you, sorry.”“Don’t worry about it.” you winked turning back to clean up. Jonghyun’s eye flickered up from his coffee to your back as he tried to think of what to say to win you over.“Would y-”“How about-” he shut his mouth and motioned for you to continue. “How about a date?” his eyebrows shot up.“Yes.” he responded instantly.“Hehe, great!”

Kibum/Key:

You were about to close up as it was pretty close to closing time at the gallery, you figured no one else was going to show up and you could leave right on time if you cleaned up during the last few minutes of open hours.“Ah, just in time.” you turned to the sound of a voice just coming into the gallery. “Oh, you weren’t closing up were you?” Kibum asked as you looked startled that someone had entered. You had  such a soft cute face he just had to strike up a conversation.“Oh, ah no don’t worry about it. But there’s not much time before closing, are you sure you’ll enjoy the gallery with so little time?” You ask, hoping he’s not one of those people who makes a fuss.“Don’t worry about it, I’m here to buy a piece.” He smiled. You were slightly surprised, but why else would someone come to a gallery so close to closing? “I don’t suppose you’re the curator?” he asked standing closer to you, as if to lead you to the piece he wanted. “This is one of my favourite galleries, the layout is always stunning.” You blushed, what a sweet talker, he must have known you were the curator.“I am the curator, but I suspect you already knew that.”“You caught me, I was hoping I could sweet talk you into seeing me outside of your work hours some time.” His face lit up with a cheeky grin.

Minho:

You were one of the groundskeepers of a park that plenty of people enjoyed playing football[soccer] and basketball late at night. And as luck would have it you have the evening shift and one of the ground lights needs fixing. Once you get to the field you noticed a tall man beside the light that needed fixing, his back turned to you. You place your tools and the box containing the replacement bulb down and snatch his attention. Minho was startle by the sound and was shocked to see that the groundskeeper who had come to fix the light, that he had accidentally damaged, was so cute.“Excuse me please, sir. I don’t want you to be a risk if the bulb is broken.” You chirped, he was very handsome and the air was much more refreshing than you had been expecting and it lifted your spirits.“Ah, uh, I’m sorry i’m the one who broke it. I didn’t mean to of course, but I figured you’d need to know what happened.” you smiled, how cute! What sweet young man.“Hehehe, no, there’s no need for that. I appreciate your honesty and willingness to help, though! It very refreshing. Usually it’s some brats who don’t even mention that anything need fixing. So thank you very much.” You beamed at him taking the protective panel away from the light fixture. “You can go back to your game if you want to.” You said looking up at him.“Oh, but what if the ball comes this way and you have your back turned? The light is replaceable but you aren’t.” he gave a dopey smile at his cheesy excuse for sticking around. You laughed heartily.“Well thank you then.”

Taemin:

You were working late at the library hanging around the small manga area, people kept leaving it a mess so you decided you’d stick around to deter anyone from doing it again. Taemin had some free time before they all went out to eat so he decided he’d spend some time catching up on some manga and meet the others at their selected restaurant later. When he got to the manga section he was surprised to see someone fixing the order of the books on the shelves. He often found them in a mess, so this was a pleasant change. He noticed you were in the way of the volume he wanted to read and stood behind them awkwardly, unsure of whether he should ask them to move or to just wait. He didn’t reach a decision as you noticed him behind you.“Oh! Sorry, I’ll get out of your way.” You squeaked stepping out of his way. He stared wide eyed for a moment, his mouth agape. “You wanted something I was in front of, right?”“Oh! Yes, sorry. Thank you. I wasn’t expecting anyone to be sorting the books.” he replied looking away bashfully. He hadn’t meant to stare but the glowing person before him was a sight to behold. You laughed,“Yes, I figured I’d try to deter anyone from leaving it in the mess it usually is in by this time.” he smiled back hoping to keep the conversation.“Ah, I had noticed that too. I guess you work here then?” before you could answer you were called by your boss.“Oh, I’ve got to go.”“W-wait, will you come back over here when you have the chance?” He blurted, cheeks flushing as he realised what he’d said. You giggled, nodding as you wandered over to your boss’s desk.

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Good neighbours become great fucks 2

Part one is here     Ao3 Link

Jungkook x female reader smut. 

Jealous babyboy. Noona kink I guess? Dildo. Butt stuff(male receiving). Lil exhibitionism I guess. Mentions of voyeurism. I dunno sex shit

It’s finally Jungkook’s turn with you

The months following the best threesome of Jimin’s life only got better as more time passed in the apartment across the hall. It wasn’t just you that Jimin had grown close to, it was Taehyung too and you loved how close they were, it led to a very interesting though disastrous four-way that resulted in a black eye for you when the jealous fourth partner wanted to get into the centre of the three of you but only resulted in pushing you off the bed to land face first against the bedside table. Needless to say, your best friends jumped straight to your side and let’s just say, the fourth member left with a limp that was not from your boys’ incredible dick game.

This was only last night yet you return home from a very long shift to find a tie on your doorknob.

“Are you serious?” You whined dropping your head against the door with a thump only to immediately whimper and pull back. The bruising around your eye was pretty bad and travelled over your left eyebrow leaving your whole eye swollen and not at all pretty to look at. You had been banned from helping out with any of the kids at the hospital just in case you made them uneasy. It was a valid point.

“Oh! Noona!” You turned your head upon hearing Jungkook’s steps to find him approaching from the stairs. Clearly, he had been grocery shopping if the bags he was holding were anything to go by, at least he had been holding them but as soon as he saw your badly bruised features he dropped them all to sprint over and cup your face gently, concern thick in his eyes as he examined the damage.

“What happened?!” He shrieked but before you could explain, his expression turned dark and his jaw clenched. Maybe your thighs quivered a little at the sight. Maybe. No-one can prove anything. Except for anyone with eyes because it was pretty fucking obvious your thighs shook.

“Who did this? I’ll fucking kill them.”

“Fuck Kook, warn a girl before you get all badass and protective like that.” You breathed, one hand on your chest over your thumping heart. Still as weak for Jungkook as ever. Actually, that’s a lie, you were more gone for Jungkook than before. Growing close to Jimin meant spending a lot of time in his apartment consequently also getting closer to your hot neighbour.

“I’m being serious, Y/N.” He warned, voice stern.

“I know,” You smiled fondly and placed your hands over his to pull them down between your bodies yet not letting go. “This was an accident and it’s been dealt with already, Tae and Minnie got him good.”

“Wait, this was from the guy that you were all with last night?” You nodded and somehow, Jungkook grew angrier. “As if I didn’t hate him enough.”

“You never met him, he was a random guy from the club-”

“I saw him all over you, he touched you too much.”

“I wanted to be touched.”

“By some random guy. He could’ve been a psycho! He hurt you this bad by accident, imagine if he was trying to!”

“Okay, back the fuck up right now.” You dropped his hands and his eyes lowered to watch your body move away from his, his lips pulling down into a sad frown.

“Why are you being like this? We’ve picked up plenty of people and you’ve never said a word about it. If you were so concerned you should’ve said something at the club before we took him home, Jungkook.” He flinched as you spoke his name, a sign you were indeed not happy. Since becoming better friends, you always used a nickname, never Jungkook.

“I-I didn’t want to cross any lines. I thought you might get mad at me.”

“Then what’s the difference now, hm?”

“You’re hurt, I can see it and it fucking kills me to see you like this, you don’t deserve to feel any pain, especially not from some greasy piece of shit from a sleazy club that should’ve never gone home with you in the first place.”

“Is that what this is? You’re jealous?” His eyes widened at your accusation. A completely accurate accusation but he didn’t want you to know that.

“W-what?! Jealous?! Why would I be?!” He scoffed. “I have girls and guys all over me all the time, I’m not even into guys but they still beg for my dick! I have no reason to be jealous!”

“So you don’t want to fuck me?”

“No.” He scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest stubbornly. A humourless laugh left your lips, your hand running through your hair as you bent down to pick up your bag from the floor where you had dropped it upon realising Taehyung was busy in the apartment and did not want to be disturbed.

“Is Jimin in?”

“He’s with Taehyung.” You looked at your door forlornly, you could really do with a cuddle from a least one of your best friends but no way were you going to interrupt them- you were waiting for them to start dating like they both desperately wanted and sex that didn’t involve you was a step closer.

“Well, I’m commandeering his bed, open the door.” You motioned to his apartment lazily. Jungkook studied you for a few seconds, far from oblivious to your mood change but didn’t want to push you for an explanation, always too worried he’d make you quit your friendship.

As soon as he had unlocked the door to his apartment, you walked inside, placing your shoes in the spot they always went in before heading straight to Jimin’s bedroom and shutting the door closed firmly behind you.

Jungkook sighed heavily and gathered the groceries back into the bags before taking them into the kitchen, mind full of what the hell he could do to make it up to you.

***

Weeks passed and you hadn’t been the same with Jungkook since, no more teasing remarks, no more suggestive comments to see him blush, you hardly treated him as a friend anymore and everyone noticed.

“Okay so going to tell me what’s up?” Namjoon asked at the monthly movie marathon, a new tradition in which Jimin and Jungkook’s group of six plus yourself and Taehyung met at Seokjin and Namjoon’s house to spend the whole day eating junk food, watching films and just enjoying the rare chance you got to all meetup. It was the one day you all made certain to keep clear on your calendars.

“What?” You asked confusedly before shoving a handful of mini pretzel sticks into your mouth.

“Why are you being a bitch to Kook, is what he means.” Yoongi clarified.

“He was being a dick about me hooking up with guys, this was the day after the four-way-”

“That guy still doesn’t walk the same,” Seokjin commented as he walked past where the three of you were crowded around one corner of the large dining table for reasons unknown to literally everyone including yourselves. “You’re lucky he didn’t try to press charges.” Then he was gone, off to do whatever he did during movie breaks, you suspected he worked despite the work ban on the day in an attempt to catch up on paperwork- the life of a police officer was hard.

“Must be nice having a hot cop for a boyfriend.” You hummed sighing longingly.

“I suspect you want a hot soon-to-be-director for your boyfriend,” Namjoon replied.

“You suspect? You know just because Jin lets you handcuff him during roleplay it doesn’t mean you’re a cop, Joonie.”

“Valid point though.” Yoongi murmured, the majority of his attention on trying to open a bag of sour worms in vain.

“Whose, mine or hers?” Namjoon queried.

“Both.” Yoongi groaned in frustration and gave up with the bag, tipping his head back to shout “Kook! Get your muscle pig ass here now and open these fucking worms!”

Jungkook appeared only a handful of seconds later, always willing to help out anyone if it involved showing off his strength.

Instantly Jungkook gripped the packet and pulled only for the bag to tear open and the little sugar coated sweets to fly out all over the place.

“Fucking choke me.” You muttered, having watched Jungkook’s muscles flex despite the effort clearly being so small.

Jungkook was the one that actually choked, the sweet he had just shoved into his mouth lodging in his throat.

“Oh fuck.” You jumped up to move to him. “Can I touch you?” You asked because despite being friends, your training kicked in and told you to ask permission first to prevent the risk of accusation of touching someone without consent even if it was an attempt to save their life. Some people just thrive off of doing whatever they can to get money, even suing medical professionals that helped them.

Jungkook nodded, hands clasped to his throat as he tried to force the food from his throat. It only took three firm impacts from your hand between his shoulder blades to dislodge the sweet, sending it flying onto the table.

“Are you okay?” You immediately asked, relocating to stand in front of him and hold his face so he would look at you instead of hanging his head. He nodded, trying to suck in breaths, large hands folding over yours. No-one said anything while Jungkook closed his eyes and focused on getting his breath back to normal. Actually, Yoongi and Namjoon scrambled out of the room as soon as Jungkook’s eyes closed, leaving you alone with the guy seeing as he still held your hands to his face.

“Didn’t know you have a choking kink.” Were the first words he spoke hoarsely, eyes fluttering open to look at you.

“I don’t, well...I’ve never tried it, at least not being choked, Jimin likes being choked sometimes.” You admitted, eyes flickering away from his gaze awkwardly, wanting nothing more than to leave the situation and room.

“Right yeah, you guys.” Jungkook dropped his hands letting you take your own hands back. “I never expected that to go on that long, he’s gay but he fucks you a lot.”

“Technically, he’s never fucked me.” You stated. Jungkook gave you a disbelieving look, arms folding tight across his broad chest. “The only part of me any of him has been inside is my mouth.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“You should, it’s the truth-”

“You seriously expect me to believe he doesn’t fuck you when he has the chance to?”

“You had the chance and didn’t.” Jungkook’s mouth open and closed comically like a flustered fish.

“What?!” He finally managed to shriek just when you were about to step out of the open door into the hallway where you didn’t doubt at least one of the nosey little shits were eavesdropping. “Noona!” He called desperately so you sighed and turned back around to face him.

“Yes, Jungkook?” He whined, physically whined then and your eyebrows shot up in surprise. “What’s that for?”

“What happened to Kookie?” You just stared, trying to come up with a way to say you were trying to get over him by distancing yourself without actually confessing your feelings and embarrassing yourself. “No wait, don’t distract me” Still, you didn’t respond because honestly, how fucking could you? “When did I have the chance?”

“What?”

“You said I had the chance and didn’t take it.”

“I literally asked if you wanted to fuck me, you said no as if it was the most ridiculous thing ever.” He baulked as if you had sprouted tentacles and asked to check his prostate with one of the slime slicked things.

“What?!” He was back to shrieking and you winced at the sheer pitch. Who knew Jungkook could screech that high? “That-you-that! Ridiculous! I wouldn’t!”

“Yeah thanks, I got that the first time.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes and turning back around. You had only managed to get out of the room- to find all six of your friends huddled only a few feet from the kitchen entrance suddenly flailing to act like they hadn’t been spying- when a strong arm around your waist pulled you back into the kitchen. Your back hit the door once it closed and Jungkook loomed over you, looking intimidating for all of two seconds before he whined and slumped down into himself.

“Can you stop walking away when I’m trying to have a conversation with you?”

“I don’t appreciate being manhandled outside of sex.” You stated bluntly. He blinked a few times before he straightened up and composed himself.

“You never offered to have sex with me.”

“We were outside our apartments, Tae and Minnie had sexiled me, you got all stupid because of the bruise and I asked right then if you wanted to fuck me.”

“Yeah…” He mumbled a look of disbelief smothering his features rapidly. “I...I didn’t know you were offering.”

“What, you thought I was just randomly asking?”

“I thought you were going to take the piss that I want you but can’t have you and my gay best friend can and has many times.”

“So you did want to fuck me?” He nodded. “You fucking idiot!” You reached out to slap his wonderfully firm chest and so what if your hand lingered a little too long to not be classed as copping a feel.

“Ow! Noona!”

“Why didn’t you just admit it?! We could’ve been fucking that same night but no you had to lie to my face and fucking crush me.”

“We could’ve?” His eyes widened but before you could respond he was talking again. “Wait, what do you mean crush you? How did I crush you?”

“You think you’re the only one here that’s been wanting to fuck the other?”

“You want to fuck me?” You nodded. “Since when?”

“Since I first saw you.”

“Oh fuck.” He stepped closer to you while lifting his hands as if to touch your face but quickly dropped them and stepped back into his original spot, an anxious look on his face as he chewed on his bottom lip.

“What is it, baby?” He groaned and whimpered, fingers flexing at his sides as if aching to reach out to you.

“I want to touch you.” He admitted.

“Then why aren’t you?” Another whine left his throat. “I’m giving you permission, baby.”

“Stop it noona.” He bounced on his feet slightly like a sulking child. “I can’t touch you if I can’t fuck you.”

“What makes you think you can’t?”

“I mean right now. If I touch you right now, I’ll want to fuck you right now.”

“I stick with my previous words, what makes you think you can’t?” Jungkook’s eyes widened with excitement, lust shining brightly but just as he was about to move over to you, the door flew open and an unimpressed Seokjin stood there staring you both down.

“You are not fucking in my kitchen.” He stated. Jungkook flushed and flailed, trying to act innocent and deny it.

“Like much worse hasn’t been done in here, I know Joon likes being bent over tables and counters and edged.” You scoffed reaching out to grab Jungkook’s hand in your own. The back of Seokjin’s neck and tips of his ears burned red as you passed him with a wink.

“You’re not ditching movie night to fuck,” Yoongi ordered.

“We’re finally watching Black Panther,” Namjoon whined. “Don’t ruin this for us guys.”

“If you leave now I’m telling Y/N about your drunken confession last week,” Jimin announced, smiling sweetly at Jungkook who pretty much sprinted to the living room to sit down obediently.

“What? Now you have to tell me.” You begged, grasping Jimin’s arm as you followed him into the living room.

“After the movie, darling.” He kissed your pouting lip and Hoseok gasped dramatically from where he had just entered the room.

“Ohmygod! I never thought I’d see Jimin kiss a girl!” He announced running over to grip your shoulders. “I need to know honestly, do you have a dick, Y/N?”

“No.” You laughed. “Not a real one anyway, plenty of toys.”

“Can we just watch the movie already?” Jungkook asked impatiently. “Look, I’m sat down waiting.”

“Calm down, baby,” you cooed opting to sit on his lap sideways so your back pressed against the armrest and your left shoulder connected to his right shoulder. “I’ve seen this already so I have other ideas in mind.” Jungkook’s eyebrows lifted curiously but you simply winked and shuffled down slightly to rest your head on his shoulder ready for the next few hours to pass on Jungkook’s lap.

You allowed a good half an hour to pass so everyone would get into the movie and Jimin would stop side-eyeing you suspiciously before starting your plan. You shuffled slightly to get in a better position but waited for another few minutes seeing as your feet were in Hoseok’s lap and he glanced your way at your movement.

When you were certain Hoseok’s attention was entirely on the movie you snuck a hand into the small space between your body and Jungkook’s to tease your fingers under the hem of his t-shirt. You felt his stomach suck in for a moment with his sudden inhale of breath but he relaxed again so you took the chance to run your hand over his abs appreciatively.

As per every single movie day, Jungkook wore sweatpants so slipping your hand from his stomach to rest atop his boxers was pretty easy, no pesky zip sounding off. Jungkook hissed softly, surprised at your bold actions and already getting hard under your palm that stroked him.

“Going to be a good boy for me?” You muttered lowly into his ear, tongue edging out to flick at his earlobe. He nodded without hesitation, hands tightening to hold you where you sat as if he was telling you he was ready for whatever you had in mind.

“That’s my baby.” You cooed lowering your head slightly to nip and suck the crook of his neck with every intention of marking his pretty skin.

It wasn’t long before you learned that Jungkook certainly rivalled Taehyung in the size department and your core throbbed at the thought of him stretching you deliciously.

He was trying to control his breathing to prevent the others realising you had your hand down his pants but the second your hand moved into his boxers to wrap a hand around his bare cock he let out a quiet breathy moan that usually would’ve been covered up by the movie but it just so happened that Namjoon had paused the movie at that moment so that he could go to the bathroom.

All eyes turned to the pair of you and you hid your face into Jungkook’s neck so you didn’t burst into laughter, hand still holding his erection.

“Are you fucking serious?!” Hoseok shrieked jumping up off of the couch. “I’m sat right next to you!”

“Y/N, off, come sit here,” Seokjin demanded, pointing to the floor by his feet. You glanced at him with a pout. “No, come on, you can’t sit with Kookie if you’re going to misbehave.”

“Kookie likes it.” You announced innocently. Jungkook whined embarrassedly. “So does Tae.” Eyes turned to Taehyung who was sat on the love seat with Jimin, knees spread and a suspicious bulge in his trousers.

“Kim Taehyung!” Seokjin scolded. “You knew what was happening and didn’t stop it?!”

“He’s very into voyeurism.” You stated plainly.

“And you’re an exhibitionist, that’s why we’re soulmates,” Taehyung replied and you both grinned.

“Sometimes I wonder if it was wise bringing them into the group,” Namjoon mumbled.

“Shut up, you used to love this.” You scoffed. Namjoon’s cheeks burned.

“You fucked them too?!” Jungkook shrieked. “Hyung!”

“What?! I didn’t know you liked Y/N then!” Namjoon whined. “I didn’t do anything wrong, everyone stop looking at me like that, I just wanted to get up to pee.” As if he had reminded himself of his bladder’s capacity he got up and rushed to the bathroom.

“Making your way through the group, Y/N?” Yoongi joked.

“I’ve got the one I wanted, finally.” You announced patting Jungkook’s chest after pulling your hand from his boxers.

“That’s cute, even if I can see the kid’s cum on your hand.” Jungkook made a noise like a dying whale. You just giggled.

***

Much to your dismay, Seokjin did make you move from Jungkook’s lap but at least he allowed you to sit on his own lap for cuddles and didn’t make you sit on the floor for the rest of the evening.

Once the evening was over you all went your separate ways which resulted in the four of you winding up outside of your apartments in the hall.

“Come on, you said you’d tell me.” You reminded, hands tight on Jimin’s jacket so that he couldn’t leave you to join Taehyung in your apartment where your best friend was waiting just inside the door.

Jungkook was stood directly behind you trying to pry your hands off of Jimin while simultaneously begging Jimin not to spill his drunken confession to you.

“Hyung no,” Jungkook begged. “I’ll do your washing for the rest of the month.”

“Washing? Please, I’ll suck your dick while Tae eats you out.” Jimin’s eyes widened with interest.

“What?!” Jungkook squealed. “No! Noona! You can’t!”

“Why not?” You looked over at Jungkook with raised eyebrows. He blushed and looked down shyly.

“Because...I want you to be mine.”

“What?” You choked on your spit. Taehyung giggled and yanked Jimin into your home while you were distracted. The door slammed shut and you didn’t even care, just turned to look up at Jungkook. “Baby?”

“Noona I...I don’t just want to fuck you. I like you, a lot. I want a relationship with you.”

“Like a couple? Like you want to be my boyfriend?” He nodded, chewing on his bottom lip nervously. You smiled widely and held his face to press a soft kiss to his lips. He gasped as your lips touched his. “I’d like that, babyboy.”

“Really?” You nodded. The most precious smile you had ever had the pleasure of witnessing spread his pretty features. Jungkook’s gaze dropped to your lips seconds before he kissed you sweetly, smiles on both of your faces and more teeth than desirable in the kiss due to it but neither of you cared.

“Can we go inside now?” He asked with arms wrapped around your waist. You nodded while removing your hands from him so that the two of you could do as he asked but he pulled your body close to his while lowering his body slightly to pick you up. You shrieked in surprise and wound your limbs around his body, taking in his cheeky grin.

To the surprise of literally everyone that had ever or will ever know you, the two of you didn’t fall into his bed with the intention of fucking that night. You were both too focused on your new relationship and sweet, giggly kisses with arms around each other to even begin to think about what you both wanted earlier that day.

It was an hour after crawling into bed both in Jungkook’s pj’s and cuddling up together that the inevitable happened though.

“What did you confess to Jimin?” You asked once the previous conversation reached its natural end. Jungkook groaned at the topic. “No come on, tell me.”

“It’s weird.”

“Then it matches you fine.” You shuffled up to look down at him where he laid on his back to find him glaring at you unimpressed. A quick peck to his full bottom lip soothed him instantly.

“Come on, babyboy.”

“Ugh, don’t look at me when I say it.” He gave in and of course, you did absolutely nothing to follow his words. With a roll of his eyes, he pulled his body out from partially underneath your own to turn onto his side. You immediately cuddled up to his back, pressing your chest tight to him and nuzzling your nose into the back of his neck lightly.

“Tell me.” You encouraged in a soft tone.

“I bought a dildo.” You froze in your nuzzling to lean back slightly.

“Really?” He nodded. “Have you used it?” He hesitated but nodded again. Excitement and arousal curled in your stomach. “Did you like it, baby?”

Another pause and then a quiet “yeah”

“Will you show me?”

“The toy?”

“Hm yeah but I’m more interested in watching you use it.” He whined softly, curling up a little and you couldn’t tell what exactly that meant. You pressed a kiss to the back of his neck and his body shivered in your arms. “Baby? Will you show noona how her babyboy likes to be fucked?” A choked little moan left his throat and you smirked. Oh, he definitely liked what was going on, a lot. “Show noona how you like it, show noona how good you’ll be for me when I fuck you, huh, babyboy?” Your left hand smoothed around his waist as you spoke until it was inside his t-shirt and travelling up over his torso. “Want to cum for noona, huh?” He keened when your finger flicked over his nipple. “Sensitive little boy, are you?”

“N-noon-noona,” He whimpered as you played with the little bud, rolling it between your fingers before pinching making his body jerk. “Wanna cum for you.” He breathed out. A shiver ran through your body.

“Where do you keep it, baby?”

“Under bed,” You pulled away after pressing another kiss to his nape to roll off of the bed and kneel on the floor to look underneath the bed.

Jungkook turned onto his back and shuffled up to sit against the headrest, fingers fiddling with the string of his shorts and oh so tempted to play with his already hard length.

He watched as you climbed back onto the bed, a box with the toy, bottles of lube and condoms in your hands.

“Do you use it with a condom?” You asked curiously while taking the toy out from the box to inspect it. It was just a simple deep blue five-inch silicone dildo that didn’t actually resemble a real penis.

“Yeah, makes cleaning easier.” He admitted in a quiet little voice.

“Very true.” You hummed in agreement before putting the toy down. “How do you start baby? I assume you take your clothes off?” He nodded. “Want noona’s help with that part at least?” He sucked in his bottom lip shyly and nodded, biting back his smile when you climbed onto his lap. Your lips met as his hands came down to rest on your hips.

Clearly, Jungkook was nervous and shy about the entire situation, it was still relatively new to him, having something anything near his backside so showing someone, his brand new girlfriend at that, made him tenser than you would’ve liked. Slow, sensual kisses as you helped him remove his clothing helped though, a hell of a lot. Along with rotating your crotch down onto his in long drawn out motions also played a part.

It took a while due to the speed you chose to work at but eventually, Jungkook was entirely naked and you kneeled between his spread legs as he settled into the nest of pillows you made for him against the headboard.

“You okay baby?” You asked softly, running your hands of his thick thighs and doing your best not to gawp at his naked body so you didn’t ruin the atmosphere. It was all about him, you couldn’t start thinking with your vagina, it’d ruin everything you had spent ages working up to.

“Y-yeah jus’ nervous. Don’t want to disappoint you.” He admitted and you smiled softly, leaning forward to press another sweet kiss to his lips.

“You won’t, even if you decide you don’t want to show me, I won’t be disappointed in you. I’m already so proud of you for trying something new and being willing to go this far. I’m happy so long as you’re happy and comfortable, babyboy. The minute you’re not, you tell me, okay and we’ll stop.”

“Okay, noona.” He agreed, licking his lips. “Do we need a safeword?”

“We can make one if you want or we can use the traffic light system.”

“What’s that?”

“Green means you’re all good and more than happy to continue. Amber means you’re a little uneasy but you’re still okay to carry on but I need to be ready to stop. Red means stop, no arguing. No matter what’s happening if you say red I will stop even if I’m about to cum, I’ll stop. The last thing I want is for you to be uncomfortable or not enjoying yourself, okay?”

“Okay noona, I like that, can we use that?”

“Of course, babyboy.” He smiled at you and you returned it, unable to fathom how this beautiful boy before you was all yours. He didn’t give you long to dwell on it as he was then moving to grab the box and pull it to his side. His hands shook as he picked up the half-empty bottle of lube to pop the cap open. One more uneasy glance at you, to make sure you really wanted to watch him, then he was squeezing some of the liquid onto two of his fingers before rubbing his thumb into it to spread it over the digits while also warming it up.

You shuffled back as he dropped the bottle back into the box to give him plenty of room.

As his lube slicked hand moved to be between his legs your blown eyes stayed glued to it. Anticipation and excitement coursed through your veins, making you shift a few times impatiently but you didn’t rush him.

A sudden intake of breath resounded around the room as the first finger touched his rim but it wasn’t from Jungkook, it was from you. His gaze snapped up to look at you through his eyelashes but you didn’t seem to realise the noise you made. Your lust filled gaze and pink cheeks gave Jungkook the confidence he needed to edge the circling finger into his awaiting hole.

Admittedly, there was no resistance, he had after all only played that morning knowing you would be at Seokjin’s and he needed to release as much of his tension as possible so he didn’t risk popping a boner if you bent over ot something. Not that it mattered much, in the end, seeing as you still made his dick achingly hard, much like it was now as he worked the finger into himself fully, taking it slow to put on a show for you.

“Baby,” You breathed out, chest heaving in an attempt to regulate your breathing and stay calm. “When did you do this last? That looked an easy slide.”

“This morning when I woke up.” He confessed pulling the digit out to return with a second. “Knew I was going to see you, didn’t wanna get hard for no reason.”

“Oh,” You licked your lips, eyes still not leaving his hole as he pumped two fingers in slowly, breath hitching when they curved into his prostate.

“Ah, fuck,” He hissed not having expected the surge of pleasure despite knowing full well where his prostate was located thanks to his playtime sessions. “Noona,” He whined fucking his fingers back against that spot and whimpering.

“Can you take one more, baby?” Jungkook hummed and prodded a third finger against his rim glad the lube had spread over the long digit already. Pulling the two out to let the third join resulted in a little hesitation as the fingers were met with some resistance.

“Slowly baby,” You cooed seeing him trying to shove his fingers deeper before he was fully ready. “We have all night, I don’t want you to hurt yourself,” Jungkook whined impatiently and looked at you with a pout. “Be a good boy for noona, huh?”  He groaned but nodded, he wanted to be good for you. He wanted to please his noona so he looked back down at his hand and took his time, moving in and out slowly until he could push his fingers deeper, curling them to stroke over his prostate and moaning at the sensation of being stretched while having the bundle of nerves toyed with.

“Good boy, that’s noona’s good little boy.” Jungkook keened at the praise.

You shuffled a little further forward to place your hands on his thighs and rub them soothingly. He moaned softly at your touch and finally managed to fit all three fingers as deep as they could physically go.

“Good boy, that’s my good boy.” Another moan, eyes fluttering up to look at you with flushed cheeks. “Noona’s so happy with her baby.” He smiled at your words before his eyes dropped to your lips. A lick of his own lips told you what he wanted so you simply leant forward to kiss him, fingers still kneading at his flesh to encourage him to keep moving his own fingers.

He did and soon enough he was reclined back against the pillows and panting as his fingers moved and stroked within him, cock throbbing where it laid untouched against his stomach.

“Toy?” He asked and you cocked your head. It was as if he was asking for permission and the thought made your lips twitch into a smile.

“If that’s what you want now baby, don’t forget you’re showing me what you like.” Jungkook’s sucked in a breath before slowly pulling his fingers out of his hole. He reached for the dildo and didn’t even question when you had rolled a condom onto it before slathering it in lube and easing it into himself.

A soft little moan jumped from your throat upon seeing the toy slide into your boyfriend slowly.

“Ah, noo-noona,” Jungkook gasped “Sound good” He groaned speeding up so the toy met it’s full reach quickly. He let out a long, needy whine. Before you could even take in the sight and reality of the situation Jungkook was already pulling the toy out to the tip to slam it back in, a high whine leaving his throat as his back arched, head tipping back.

“Fuck, baby,” You could only croak as he took to fucking himself rapidly with the toy, moans and whines tumbling from his parted lips as it battered his prostate with every thrust.

In no time at all his whole body was quivering and he slowed to a stop, sucking in deep breaths as he settled against the pillows.

“Wh-why’d you stop?” You stammered, eyes darting between his face as the toy held limping in his hand against the lube soaked sheets on his bed between his spread thighs.

“‘M tired,” He mumbled, voice hoarse and weak. “Hurts.”

“Do you mean your arm?” He nodded. “Anywhere else?”

“M’cock.” You raised your eyebrows in surprise. “Please noona.”

“Please what, baby?”

“Ride me, please.”

“Thought you said your cock hurts.”

“Need to cum.” You chuckled, already working on removing your clothing.

“Think you can get a condom on while I get ready?”

Some of his energy seemed to return at the prospect of actually getting to fuck you and his hand shot out to push the dildo aside and grab a fresh condom in its packet.

Even as you undressed your eyes remained on Jungkook as he opened the foil and rolled the rubbed down his thick length, hissing as the touch he had been wanting for ages but didn’t permit himself simply because he wanted to be inside you when he reached climax.

Usually, you’d take time to make sure you were stretched before even thinking about putting anything the size of Jungkook’s erect cock inside you but you simply didn’t have the patience, thighs already slick with your arousal.

Jungkook’s shaking hands gripped your hips when you crawled onto his lap. As soon as your hand wrapped around his erection he whined, hips jutting up into your firm hold. You didn’t comment, almost as desperate as him for satisfaction and simply lowered yourself down onto his erection.

It was a stretch, one you had felt with Taehyung before the pair of you had discovered the joys of extensive foreplay, but it didn’t hurt enough to stop. You fucked yourself open often enough to know your limits. The fact that you were dripping wet certainly didn’t hurt either.

Jungkook’s whole body trembled underneath you and it wasn’t until you were sat flush on his hips and he let out a huge, heavy breath that you realised he had been holding it that whole time.

“Baby, you okay?” He nodded, eyes screwed tight and fingers digging into your flesh. “Colour.” He grunted. “Baby, colour.”

“G-green.”

“Are you sure?” He nodded rapidly.

“So fucking green,” You waited until his body had stopped shaking and he looked at you, pupils blown wide and eyes so dark and hooded a shudder ran down your spine, unintentionally clenching around him making him groan at the sudden tightness. “Fuck move, please noona, I need-please.”

“Yeah, okay baby.” You nodded and planted your hands on his bare chest to balance yourself so you could lift your body up before dropping back down. Jungkook moaned loudly, a deep, guttural sound that had you bouncing harshly to hear it again.

Clearly, it was all too much for Jungkook as only a few minutes after you started to move he started to fuck up into you in time with your downward movements.

“Fuck!” You shrieked feeling his cock pummeling your cervix almost. If he was any bigger it would’ve been painful but he was just the right size for it to be so fucking perfect you couldn’t think straight. “Fuck baby, harder.” You encourage. Jungkook listened so well, snapping his hips up against yours almost violently, his hands pulling you down onto him even harder causing stream after stream of desperate moans to rip from your throat.

“N-n-noona! I- I’m gonna-!” He warned, words coming off in breathless needy grunts. Clumsy fingers found your clit to rub furious little shapes and just like that pleasure shot through your body, Jungkook’s name tearing from your throat as your walls clamped down on him. Jungkook cried out in response as his own orgasm ripped through his body, hips jerking and fingers on your hip leaving red lines in a desperate attempt to ground himself as his head whirled.

There’s no telling how long the two of you stayed pressed together, sweat soaked skin against sweat-soaked skin and hands holding on for dear life until you were both calm enough to gather the will to move.

Carefully you climbed off of Jungkook’s lap and pulled the used condom from his flaccid dick, tying it off and putting it aside knowing full well you could not make it to the bin on such weak legs.

Jungkook shuffled down the bed until he was on his back, head pressed to the pillows.

“C'mere” He murmured, reaching out to grab your hand and pull your body down into his embrace before you could even respond to his request.

“Kookie, we’re a mess and so is the bed, I don’t even know where your toy went.” You mumbled, yawning against his chest and making zero effort to move away.

“Pretty sure it’s on the floor.” He chuckled softly. “Think I knocked it off.” You laughed weakly, eyes closing as another yawn escaped your lips. “I’ll find it later.”

“Hm, okay,” You gave in. Sleep was seconds away so really you were in no fit state to argue. “Nighty night, baby.”

“G’night, noona.” Jungkook smiled sleepily down at you, watching as your breathing quickly grew deeper until you were asleep.

You were both entirely naked and exposed to the air but he couldn’t find it in himself to move to get the blanket from the foot of the bed, he didn’t want to risk waking you so he settled for holding you tight and sharing body heat.

Jungkook fell asleep with a satisfied smile on his lips.

He finally got the girl.

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Baby love

Grocery shopping with your excitable boyfriend, Jackson Wang.

A/N- Thank you anon for the request! I’m sorry it’s so short but I hope you like it, sweetheart! :3

Thursday afternoon, your weekly grocery shopping date. A lot of people thought it was a weird day to shop on but you had a busy schedule and would really appreciate it if random strangers got off your case, okay. So maybe you were a little on edge today because for the first time, your boyfriend, Jackson Wang, had decided to tag along. Of course, you loved the everlivingshit out of him but, he could be so extra at times and considering your shopping trips were usually always calm and peaceful, having Jackson talking away and getting excited over every cute character he saw on packaging was wearing you down.

"Babe! Look!" He shrieked for the well..you had no idea how many times he had shrieked at you that way, you didn't think you could count so high but it was a fucking lot, you knew that much.

"Yeah, very nice, Jackson." You replied, just humouring him without looking over at whatever he was fawning over. Your attention was on the tubs of protein powder in front of you, a must have for Jackson. Usually, you knew exactly which one to get but they had changed the packaging and you only knew the correct brand by its previously purple tubs. The name always slipped your mind.

"We should have one." His tone was suddenly a lot softer but you barely noticed, just hummed in agreement, picking up the one you thought might be his usual brand. "Really?!"

"Yeah sure whatever, just put it in the trolley." You waved blindly towards the trolley beside you.

"Uh, babe?" Jackson's voice was very different all of a sudden and it grabbed your attention. You turned to find him with a baby in his arms, the mother looking on with an amused expression and your eyes grew wide. "I can't just put a baby in the cart."

"Why are you holding a baby?!" You shrieked, shoving the tub back onto the shelf blindly to step closer to him. "Jackson, give the child back."

"I will, he's just so cute." He cooed at the baby who giggled at the attention.

"Jackson, I'm sure his mother would like to get on with her shopping." You gave the mother an apologetic smile. She waved it off, still smiling amusedly at the young couple before her. Jackson pouted but reluctantly handed the baby back. You then realised it was wearing a little onesie with adorable dinosaurs printed all over. The mother and child left and Jackson gave you his whole attention, pout still tugging on his bottom lip. "Don't look at me like that, we've talked about this, Jackson, we're both too busy to have a baby anytime soon."

"But...he was so cute." He whined wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling his face into your neck. You let out a breath and curled your arms around his back.

"I know, baby."

"Can we at least get a puppy?"

"Same rules apply, it needs a lot of attention."

"Kitten?" You hesitated to reject his request. That second of silence gave Jackson hope and he straightened up quickly, beaming at you. "A kitten! We'll get a kitten!"

"It is not going to be a house cat. As soon as it's old enough we're getting a cat flap and it can go outside when it wants."

"Okay!"

"You're cleaning up after it until then." He nodded in agreement. "Meaning, litter."

"I will accept that responsibility." You couldn't help but let out a fond little laugh at his determined expression. He was so fucking cute.

"Okay baby, we can see how much food is today but we won't buy it until we know when we'll have the cat, okay?"

"Yeah! You're the best." He nudged your nose with his own gently. "Hey, guess what?"

"What?"

"I love you." Your cheeks lifted as you smiled wider.

"I love you too."

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Codename; Fuck me up, daddy

Female reader x BTS story (Yoongi focus)

3k words

Mafia au that is pretty much just crack despite my original idea being serious

Read on Ao3 here

When they had been sent for your blood they never expected to be the ones with blood spilling. You were just a girl, barely 22 but as they were quick to learn you were not to be messed with. 

"So this guy owes you a shit ton of money but he somehow slipped into the sea of meaningless faces and now you wanna go after his daughter?" Yoongi asked for clarification looking at the leader of Bangtan with raised eyebrows.

"Yes," Seokjin replied simply, a single nod of confirmation joining his answer.

"And just so I'm not missing anything, she has nothing to do with him and hasn't since he tried to sell her to pay off his gambling debts when she was 12?" 

"Correct." Yoongi just stared at the man before him, trying to telepathically tell him how fucking dumb the situation was.

"Am I the only one that sees how fucked up that is?" Yoongi looked around at the five other men with them. Namjoon, Seokjin's second had a look on his face that screamed that he had already tried to talk Seokjin out of it but Seokjin was nothing if not a stubborn, dumb bitch- a powerful one at that but painfully dumb thank fuck for Namjoon.

"Let's just get this done with, hyung" Jungkook-retrieval expert for some fucking reason when he can't rein in his own flaming homosexuality long enough to not wanna fuck every member of the top(maybe the term "top is what really gets Jungkook's little gay heart(dick)pumping) seven (minus himself obviously, well actually he fucks himself a lot too but not the point) - whined as he tugged on Yoongi's arm. "I just wanna go home and watch my show." 

"I told you not to install security cameras in your fucking shower, Tae." Namjoon groaned looking over at his younger brother, Taehyung. Taehyung just giggled like the little slut he was for fucking with Jungkook.

"Alright, we're going to fucking boner on legs," Yoongi grumbled lacing his fingers with Jungkook's to lead the younger male out.

***

Namjoon's intelligence took Yoongi, Jungkook and their small team of two men- because why would they need more than two men to pull in an innocent little 22-year-old girl...right?- to a little library in a tiny town somewhere south of someplace someone once gave a shit about. 

"Wait libraries still exist?" Jungkook gasped when Yoongi parked the van around the back of the building. It was early evening so he didn't want to get caught with a suspicious vehicle out front, plus dragging a girl's body to a car is a lot easier without Debra from neighbourhood watch peeping through her Venetian blinds hunting for crime like a nosey little bitch good citizen.

"You really need to stop jerking off, I think you're losing brain cells," Yoongi commented climbing out of the van leisurely, watching the two men swoop in through the back door of the building after picking the lock easily.

"Stop being a fine piece of ass then." Jungkook retorted strutting off with his lips pouted in after the team only to run back out with an awkward grin. "So right I guess I forgot my gun so you should really go in first." 

"How are you even alive?" Yoongi sighed, pulling his own handgun out from its holster on his side to lead Jungkook into the library. 

It was only a small building with one main room containing the shelves of books. From the door they had just entered Yoongi could see right the way across the room where the two men were sneaking up on the girl they had come for, her back turned to them as she hummed to the radio while checking stock. 

One of the two men had his gun out while the other had his hands outstretched ready to grab(or grope depending on how you viewed his stance).

Out of nowhere, the man with the gun dropped to the floor, eyes wide and blood pooling from his leg that he grasped while choking on his sobs.

"Scream and I'll make the next shot count." You spoke, looking over your shoulder at him.

"Did you just fucking shoot him?!" Jungkook shrieked from where he stood behind Yoongi. Yoongi groaned in frustration, why was he in a gang with complete fucking idiots?  

You turned a little further to look at the pair revealing a gun tucked under your right arm and held with your left hand. Yoongi held his gun steady on you not willing to get shot for this stupid fucking job. Jungkook yelped and hid behind Yoongi upon spotting your weapon. 

"Did you just raise your voice, in a library? In my library?" You spoke threateningly. Jungkook whimpered. You just blinked rapidly, this guy could not be a member of whatever poorly put together gang this was. "What the actual fuck?" You whispered more to yourself dragging your eyes away from the buff guy cowering behind the shorter scrawny-ish guy to look at the two men on the floor, one crying in pain as if he was dying and the other crying into his chest as if mourning his lost comrade. 

"I repeat, what the actual fuck?" You deemed the entire group the furthest thing from a threat as possible and leant back against the shelves behind you, scratching your head with the tip of the barrel of the silencer on your gun. 

"Trust me, I'm asking myself the same," Yoongi admitted while relaxing his stance seeing your own relax. Clearly, you were not concerned they would attack therefore you were not going to shoot any of them. Yoongi had a feeling you only acted out of self-defence. He lowered his arms and flicked the safety on his gun back on. 

"You're Y/N, right?" 

"Yeah. Bangtan, right?"

"How'd you know?" Yoongi titled his head confusedly- nobody had guessed so easily before, after all, they weren't all that well known.  

"I saw your van, your number plate makes it fucking obvious, mate. Maybe think about not putting BTS on every vehicle Bangtan owns." 

"Fuck, they still do that?" Yoongi groaned heavily, holstering his gun completely to flop down onto the table nearest him. The moment his human shield had moved Jungkook had jumped dramatically behind the reception desk.

"I told Jin months ago to stop getting those stupid fucking custom plates." Yoongi rubbed his hands over his face dramatically.

"Going to tell me what you're doing here?" You asked holstering your own gun to stride over and slide onto the table beside him. He seemed like the only sane and normal guy out of the four.

"Your dad skipped town and the boss wants you instead." 

"He can fuck off." 

"Yeah I don't understand his logic and I don't want to get shot for this shit so I'll tell him you're dead or some shit." 

"Or I'll come with you-" Yoongi bolted upright to stare at you with wide eyes, you had literally just said you wouldn't go but were already saying different without prompting - "Help you track down the piece of shit so I can finally get my sweet satisfaction of seeing him suffer." 

"Really?" You nodded. "Honestly, that would be great because faking death is more hassle than it's worth, man." Yoongi slid off of the table and straightened his jacket.

"Not that much hard work," You shrugged also getting up. 

"You say as if you've done it." He scoffed following you as you wandered behind the reception desk to gather your bag and jacket, plus the extra gun you hid behind the computer tower that Jungkook happened to be curled up next to. 

"You'd be surprised at what I've done." You crouched down to get to the tower but Jungkook screamed and started to flair his limbs out. "Are you fucking serious with this kid?" 

"Yeah he's usually a lot better but he had a week off and I'm pretty sure he spent the whole time thirst jerking to our members. Got nothing left in his head." 

"You know in any other circumstance I'd say that's impossible but looking at him, I'd have to agree with you there." You both hummed solemnly as you waited for Jungkook to stop kicking his legs like a kangaroo on crack. 

"You done?" He nodded shyly. "Take off the side panel." You pointed to the tower beside him so he quickly followed your instructions, taking the old side panel off the chunky old as balls piece of tech.

"How old is that thing? Does it even work?" Yoongi snorted. "I could get you an upgrade you know, I'm kind of a tech genius." 

"I know." 

"What?" 

"You think I know Bangtan and not the top seven members, oh honey?" You laughed reaching past Jungkook to grab the small metallic purple case from inside the tower where there should've been more technology but you had modified it long ago for your needs. 

"Oh...okay..." Yoongi wasn't sure what to say, this whole ordeal was not going at all how he expected. For starters, you owned a fucking gun and seemed to be perfectly comfortable and confident with shooting it. 

Once you had the case tucked into your large backpack you turned to Yoongi expectantly.

"What?" He asked.

"Unless this is suddenly Bangtan HQ I suggest you lead the fucking way, Turtle." 

"Right-wait, Turtle?" He glared over his shoulder at you as he started the walk back to the van with you following directly behind and Jungkook trailing at the back.

The three of you had pretty much completely forgotten about the two men crying in the library, clearly, they were unimportant to Bangtan and just a five-minute plot device to get this show on the road.

"You look like a Turtle," Jungkook snorted somewhere behind you, proceeding to dive into a bush when you turned to look back at him in amusement. "Can we leave the kid here?" You asked pointing over your shoulder vaguely while climbing into the passenger seat of the van while Yoongi settled in the driver's seat.

"No-" the back door of the van creaked open and in slid Jungkook doing a rather impressive although entirely uncalled for forward roll to get into the vehicle only to have to army crawl across the floor to reach the door and close it. "I change my mind already," Yoongi announced having watched the whole ordeal in the rearview mirror with a dejected look.

"I do not blame you." 

***

"So this is the girl who is going to pay her fathers debts with her life," Seokjin spoke dressed to the nines in a suit, Rolex on his wrist and hair parted perfectly, from where he sat behind his grand oak desk in his large leather chair-faux leather mind you because Bangtan does not condone violence to animals it was against their laws-; he much looked the part of a villain from an old movie, all he needed was a cat on his lap to stroke. Seokjin did not have a cat but he did have a Jimin who was more than happy to curl up on his hyung's lap like a trophy doll and have his head stroked like the good little boy he strived to be for his hyungies.

"Quick question, do you guys sell the crack or smoke it?" You asked looking at Yoongi who once again looked as if he regretted his decision to ever befriend Seokjin and join his gang- though back then they were only kids at school with no idea what the hell they were talking about but, Seokjin never let it go like the stubborn fuck he is.

"Honestly, both," Hoseok replied with a grin and glazed eyes that screamed that yes the guy in charge of quality control and distribution of goods really tried every fucking batch of whatever the hell they were selling that day. "Hi! I'm beautiful, you must be Hoseok." 

"Part of that is correct." You hummed with a wink. He giggled and fell into the wall that he tried to lean against. You held back your snort to turn your attention back to Seokjin. Somehow in the few minutes you had turned, Jimin had gone from fully clothed in ripped jeans, boots, shirt and a bomber jacket to just the jeans and boots yet he looked as if he hadn't moved an inch.

"Am I on drugs?" You muttered to yourself, staring off into the distance as you wondered if what you had been seeing was real or not. 

"Oh great, you guys are rubbing off on her already." Yoongi sighed(how many times can one guy sigh is the question here) stepping forward to nudge you out of your thoughts.

"I would like to accept that option," Seokjin spoke earning everyone's attent-wait where had Jimin's jeans got to? 

How was he still wearing boots? 

Was he wearing a silk thong?...Nice.

"What option?" Yoongi questioned sounding very much like he did not really want to ask but had to for clarification's sake.

"To rub off on Y/N. Y/N you may pay off your father's debts by being my sex slave." Seokjin announced.

"Stand up." You ordered and he did, moving fast enough to send Jimin tumbling to the floor, face down ass up- sometime in the future Jungkook is crying thank the lord while beating his meat to the creepshot of Jimin's position on his phone- to move around the desk and stand metres in front of you.

You circled him slowly, raking your eyes up and down his body thoughtfully until you somehow made it behind his desk where you sat down with them all facing you.

Yoongi was only staring on wondering if bringing you along was a bad idea because you seemed too fucking comfortable in the chaos Bangtan thrived in. 

"It's a no to that offer." You stated. Seokjin frowned. "I mean I'll still fuck you," Then he perked right back up "But I'm not paying off his debts in any way shape or form." 

"She's going to help us find him and take what he owes us," Yoongi stated. 

"You know that means hurting your father, right?" Namjoon asked, looking at you carefully as if you were going to suddenly freak out and demand to be set free not having realised what helping find the sperm donor that sold you meant.

"He's not my father, I am my own daddy," You announced. Seokjin choked, whispering "daddy" with drool trickling from the corner of his mouth. 

"I like her," Jimin commented where he was still on his knees and chest on the floor, cheek nuzzling against your shin like a cat craving attention. 

"You can stay." You cooed reaching down to scratch his head fondly. Jimin purred happily. Your hands moved to rummage through the drawers of the desk. Seokjin didn't stop you so no-one else did. You found an xtra large bottle of lube and place it on the desk with a thunk.

"You keep that in your drawer?" Namjoon muttered looking at Seokjin who was too interested in whatever the hell you were now doing with your gun to respond.

"Yoongi, you should link your servers to mine at the library, you'll find I have a much wider reach than you where security cameras are concerned." You didn't even look at him as you talked. Yoongi opened his mouth to question you but sighed and agreed with a silent nod. "Jungkook, I need you to get the fuck out because your dick is really distracting." All eyes turned to eye Jungkook's crotch where there was a very visible, very large bulge showing that he was still caught up on Jimin. Jungkook zoomed out of the room. "Hoseok, I wanna get fucked up tonight, arrange it." 

"Hell fucking yes." Hoseok practically moaned at the thought and left the room buzzing with excitement-and about twelve different narcotics that lived in his body constantly.

"Taehyung-" you glanced up at him from cleaning your gun thoroughly with extra focus on the barrel of the silencer "Strippers and booze." Taehyung squealed and clapped excitedly before dancing out of the room to join Hoseok with the party planning. 

"What about me?" Jimin purred still rubbing his face against you but now it was his face all over your thighs with his body wrapped around the bottom half of your legs. 

"You stay right there, kitten." He keened, eyes rolling back while hips rolled forward against your ankles. You ignore him for the moment to finish cleaning your gun.

"Am I the only one wondering why the fuck we're acting like this girl is in charge now?" Namjoon questioned looking around the room to realise Seokjin was still staring at you with drool soaking through his shirt and hands down his pants at the way your skilful hands wrapped around your gun to polish it to filth- much like the filthy polishing Jungkook was doing in the storage closet down the hall.

Yoongi was just watching everything go down carelessly. He had already come to terms with how fucked up the day was and nothing was going to phase him any further.

"Don't be rude to daddy." Came Jimin's sweet voice from behind the desk, practically shoving his face between your thighs desperately. You had one hand tight in his hair to keep him in place away from the sweetness he craved behind your jeans.

"It's okay, kitten, Namjoon is going to go and help Yoongi look through everything on my system, I'm sure there's plenty there to keep him busy especially about a certain group of rival cute boys." You hummed, smiling sweetly at Namjoon.

"Who?" 

"Oh, surprises, surprises, baby." You smirked. Namjoon sighed but nodded and motioned for Yoongi to follow him.

"Are you going to behave, Y/N?" Yoongi questioned upon seeing the way your eyes glistened as you took in Seokjin's trembling form before you. 

"Of course" Yoongi did not believe you one bit but you had opened the bottle of lube and he did not want to see what the fuck you were going to do next. 

"Clothes off, little one so I can see if that tight little ass can handle my gun." You cooed and Yoongi froze just as he was about to finish closing the door.

"Fuck me up, daddy." Seokjin moaned in a high, needy pitch already throwing his clothes aside carelessly despite the designer labels.

Yoongi slammed the door and zoomed the fuck out of there.

AN- Do you ever just sit back and wonder what the fuck you just wrote because same

~Chee