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20moonchild21 · 4 years ago

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๛Starting our Future

Gif by @jeojungguk

Pairing: poly!BTS x girlfriend!reader

Warnings: hardcore fluff at the end, baby talk

Words: 2000+

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ㄚou sighed heavily, as you scrolled through all the new feed on your Instagram channel. Since you and the boys had the talk, it seemed like everyone around you wanted to provoke you by getting a baby first.

First, the boys' stylist and your close friend, Jina, announced that she and her husband would expect baby within the next weeks. Then your co-worker, Jisoo, found out three months ago, that she was pregnant with a small baby boy and lastly, your cousin dropped the baby-bomb 6 weeks ago.

Of course, you were more happy for all of them, but somehow it made you sad at the same time, that all these people were about to start a family by their own, a wish you had for a long time. So four weeks ago, you had decided to start to bring up the baby-topic to your 7 boyfriends.

They were surely speechless in the first moment. Of course, it hadn't been the first time the eighth of you talked about your future plans, but this time they knew it was serious to you. You were more passionated when you told them about your friends having babies, or how your eyes would tear up when you talked about how you wanted to take care of a baby of your own.

That was until your heard the sentence you hoped so badly to not hear: "We are on the peak of our careers"

Boom.

Like someone rammed his fist into your stomach.

You didn't show them how much this sentence hurt you. Instead, you smile and told them that it was fine, and that you could understand the dilemma they were in, which you indeed understood.

You knew how much the boys loved going on stage, performing in front of people and just enjoying their free life. So, you found yourself accepting the fact, the you would not carry your own baby within the next 5 years.

Why 5 years, you're probably asking yourself right now? Well, today was the day the boys would sign their contract to continue BTS for another 5 years.

5 years of concerts and world tours. 5 years of them staying up till late at night to work on new music. 5 year of them being not able to take care of a helpless baby.

Boom.

Like someone punched you into the stomach, again.

And harder.

It hurt, but you couldn't be mad at them. They had honestly told you their concerns and worries, and you had to respect this. After all, you couldn't force them to make you a baby, and after all, you didn't want to be the one, who had a baby and was sitting home alone, because you husbands were touring all over the world. And lastly, you didn't want to be the one who destroyed their dreams.

So you decide to wait for them to be ready, don't matter how long it would take, and even though you know it would be hard.

You sighed again while you turned off you phone, before throwing it onto the couch. A look at the clock told you, that you husbands of 2 years would be home every minute. You thought about cooking something special for the to celebrate their contract extension, but the you guessed that they would already had ordered a table at your favourite restaurant.

Mentally, you already strolled through the restaurant's menu, when you heard the familiar clicking of the front door, followed by friendly and joking voices.

Unwillingly, a smile came up you face. You had been together for more than five years now, and had been married for almost two years, but every time they walked into the room, it was like you saw them for the first time again. Their auras lighted up the room, and every time you ask yourself how you deserve to be their girl.

Jimin was the first one to spot you standing at the kitchen counter. The corners of his mouth rase up immediately, and his eyes formed the two beautiful half moons you madly fell in love with.

"Aaeeiinn (Honey)!" He called out before he closed the distance between the two of you, by wrapping his arms around your way smaller body and spinning you around.

You giggled and laughed wildly, as he sat your feet back down on the floor and covered your face in small kisses. You weakly tried to pull away from him, even though the both of you knew that you enjoyed this kind of affection.

"Jimin, let go of her." You heard Jungkook's soft voice beside you. "I want to kiss her, too."

He kept nudging and pulling onto the fabric of your (Namjoon's) shirt, until Jimin finally let go of your waist. The taller boy slide his hands up onto your body, and placed them under your armpits to lift you up. Loosing the footing, your wrapped your legs around Jungkook's slim waist, and wrapped your arms around his neck.

„Hello, na sarang (my love)." He whispered as he nudged his nose against yours, giving you an Eskimo kiss. "I missed you today."

"I missed you too, Kookie." You whispered against his soft lips, before pressing your own lips onto his.

One by one, the boys entered the kitchen, giving you sweet kisses, hugs or lifts as their very own way of saying 'hello' and 'I missed you', but you loved everything about it.

While Jungkook would always lift you up into his arms, Namjoon was always the one to pull you closer to his chest and bending down towards you height, to kiss you with his soft lips, and Yoongi would be the one to cup your face in his larger hands to kiss you, while his thumbs would stroke your cheeks.

But somehow, something was odd about their kisses today. They were more...passionated and somehow too intensive for just saying 'hello'.

Those kind off kisses, you usually share when you are in bed together, or when you haven't seen each other in a very long time. You thought about it for a second, but then decided to not complain about it.

That was until you pulled away from Taehyung's lips, and saw all the other 6 boys looking at you with loving and smirking eyes.

"Heeeyy!" You called out when Tae suddenly sat you onto the counter top. You looked at all of them suspiciously. "What is going on with you, guys? Did you break something? Oh no....you did break something, don't you? What is...."

"Shhhh." You were stopped in you mid-sentence when Hobi stepped forward and put a finger to your lips. "Just listen to what we are going to tell you."

Your left eyebrow cocked up when Jin took both of your hands up to his hands and pressing a kiss onto them. He the turned around and grabbed something from Yoongi's hands, before pushing it into yours.

"What is this?" You asked confused as you looked at the pile of paper in your hands, that Jin had gestured you to read.

You shoved the numerus sheets of papers around your hands, trying to get what was written onto them. The first thing you read was the headline:

"Contract for the extension of 'Bangtan Sonyeondan' (2021-2026), under the leadership of BigHit Entertainment"

"Look at the last page." Jimin gestured for you, as you flick through the pages.

You felt your heart skip a beat, when you took a closer look at the last side of the contract, where you saw 10 lines, each one with a name under it.

The first 2 lines were signed by the two highest leader of the company, the third one was signed by the boys' manager, Sejin, and the last 7 lines were...not signed, but crossed?

It took you a while to understand what finally understand what that meant. You mouth hung open slightly, as you looked at your seven boyfriends in front of you.

"Why didn't you sign the contract?" You gasped shocked, while you looked again at the sheet of paper to make sure you weren't tricked by your brain. "Oh my god, you quit BTS? Why would you do this? Why did you...why? I don't understand. And why are you grinning like this?"

You mind was racing with questions. The boys just quit their future, their passion, and they were just smiling about it. You didn't know what was going on with them, because the boys who left the apartment this morning would have done anything to keep BTS together as long as possible.

"You are right, yeobo (darling)." Namjoon laid a hand on your knees as he looked into your eyes. "There will be no BTS anymore, and that's okay, because we want it like this."

"But why?" You whispered, laying your hand on top of his.

"The boys and I – " He pointed at the rest of your husbands, who had sat down around the kitchen counter. "We had many talks over the last few weeks. About you, and us, and our future and everything that includes our lives, together."

He emphasised the last word, as he winked his eyebrows at you.

"We just thought about what you said about us starting a family and finally settling

down – " You eyes lighted up as you realized what he was talking about. "We just – we were a little bit overwhelmed when you suddenly came up with you wanting to try for a baby, that we just rejected you. But we talked about this after our conversation and we – fuck – we want this too, jagi (darling)."

"But you love BTS." You whispered again, as a tear slide down your cheek, dripping onto your shirt.

"But we love you more." This time, it was Jin to talk. He stood up from the barstool he was sitting on, and made his way over to you. He then lifted his hand and whipped the streaming tear off of you cheeks. "We love what we're doing with BTS, but every story has to end at some point. We feel like it is the time right now to start a new chapter of our life, just the eighth of us."

He leaned down and pressed his lips onto your wet and salty lips. You were so overwhelmed in this moment, that all kind of emotions rushed through your body.

On the one hand, you wanted to be mad at them for giving up there careers for you and your outbursts of emotions, but on the other hand you just wanted to ripped their clothes off of their bodies and drag them to bed with you.

"Are you crazy?!" You suddenly spoke loudly at them (mostly at Jin because he stood in front of you), as you push Jin away from you. Somehow, you felt mad right now, so you began to slightly hit his chest with each following word. "You. Just. Quit. Your. Future. You. Idiots!"

When you stopped, you grabbed Jin by the collar of his shirt to pull him down until your lips smacked against each other.

"You are crazy." You whispered again as you leaned your forehead against his. "You idiots, I love you so much."

Big hands made their way over your hips from the side, when you suddenly were pulled away from the dark haired boy in front of you. You easily slide over the edge of the marbled counter top until the next boy stood between your legs.

"We love you more." Yoongi whispered as he captured your lips with his.

You were so caught up in the kiss, that you forgot the other boys around you.

"Jaaaagggiiii!" You heard Jimin and Jungkook whining beside you. "You wanted a baby! Let's make one. Now."

The maknae line was already pulling and grabbing the oversized shirt you were wearing, wanting to shove it over your head. You grew more and more impatient, as all the hands were roaming over your body, teasing all the right parts.

You disconnected your lips from Yoongi's and pushed him back slightly, before jumping off of the counter. You grabbed Taehyung by the hand and began to drag him behind you, as you made your way over to the bedroom, followed by the other boys.

You and your husbands spend the next weeks at home, making love whenever there was a free minute to bridge.

And well, what should you say, 12 months later, you held your firstborn baby-girl in your arms.

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So this is my first poly!BTS story. I think it is quite cute.

Let me know when you like it.

But don’t worry, BTS will still be existing until 2026, so we have still 5 years left to drool over them!

By the way: If you like The Maze Runner, you can visit my Wattpad account (20__moonchild__20). I am working on a story.

Stay healthy and safe!

Mꨄ

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camillemontespan · 4 years ago

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evenings in london // pjm x reader

pairing: jimin x reader

warnings: none, this is fluff & angst

a/n: this is my first fic about jimin and i’m not expecting it to get much attention or love - but i wanted to try write something about him! I love to watch his V Lives and thought it would be fun to write a fic where he Skypes the reader while on tour.

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Jimin scrolls through his Skype call log, sighing with frustration as he notes all the calls that have gone unanswered. It is 10pm right now but he isn’t at home. He is in a hotel room, alone, on the other side of the world.

You are back home in Seoul.

Jimin is in London.

A nine hour time difference and a vast ocean separated the two of you. Jimin hates it.

BTS’ world tour, BE, had launched a month ago. The band were one month into a nine month tour and before he met you, Jimin would have thought nothing of it. He was used to the relentless pace of life in the world’s most popular boy band. Music was his passion; his soul. Without music, without BTS, without his six brothers, he was nothing - at least, that’s what he thought.

But meeting you had ignited a flicker of something else in his veins. You reminded him of the other Jimin he could be. The normal Jimin. The Jimin from Busan.

The two of you had met a year ago. Jimin had returned to Seoul with the band, planning new music, new performances, new events. On a rare day off, he and Taehyung - his soulmate, his best friend, his fellow 95 kid- visited their favourite cafe to eat ramyeon. They had been determined to eat as much ramyeon as possible, having missed their home comforts while being overseas.

You had been sitting in the corner with your book open on the table and a steaming bowl of ramyeon in front of you. You were in your own little world. You hadn’t noticed Jimin and Taehyung sit down at the booth across from you, though to be fair, they were incognito, both wearing black hats and glasses, keeping their heads down.

But Jimin had noticed you.

It hadn’t been long until he made his way over to you and asked what book you were reading. His smile was shy but his eyes were dancing with amusement as you engaged in conversation with him. You were completely unaware that he was Jimin from BTS; even though he was a huge celebrity, you didn’t keep up with pop culture. You knew of BTS, sure, but you weren’t interested in that sort of thing. Your life consisted of studying for college, reading as many books as possible, listening to podcasts and drawing. Not boybands. And that was what pulled Jimin to you, like a magnet. In that moment, as you told him about your book and asked if he had read it, you treated him like he was just a normal person. Not an Idol. Not a celebrity. Just Jimin.

He entered his number into your phone along with his name. His name had seemed familiar but it didn’t click until you were watching TV at home and his face appeared on screen. You had screamed in shock before gathering yourself to text him, apologising for not recognising him.

He had been glad you hadn’t.

You hadn’t realised how huge BTS were until you ended up falling down a Google rabbit hole. You watched videos of Jimin performing, moved to tears by his fan dance at the 2018 Melon Music Awards. You watched his previous V Lives on Youtube, smiling as he engaged with his fans, listening to him talk about what he had been doing and how much he missed ARMY. It was a complete education for you. Clearly, you had been living under a rock.

But, even though you were armed with this new information, you still treated him like he was a regular guy. The more you met up with him and the closer you became, you forgot he was one seventh of the world’s biggest boyband and you just knew him as Jimin.

Jimin really appreciated that.

You became a couple though Jimin was determined to keep the relationship under the radar. Only BTS knew you. If the media discovered your relationship, Jimin stressed, it would be over. He didn’t want your life to change. He wanted you to keep a sense of normality.

And so, one year on, your relationship remained under wraps and had gone from strength to strength. When Jimin was in a different country, he would Skype you as often as possible. If it was breakfast time where you were, but bedtime where he was, he would Skype you with a bowl of cereal in front of him. Anything to forget how far away the both of you were from each other.

Now, he was in London. The Skype calls he had initiated had gone unanswered; but it wasn’t deliberate. The time difference meant you were sound asleep whenever he called. Jimin knew that. But he still tried to contact you regardless because he wanted to hear your voice and see your face.

It was at this time of night, on the other side of the world, when Jimin silently questioned if this was what he wanted. Did he want this life? This life of constant travel, constant pressure, constant media attention? A life where developing human connection outside of BTS relied on strong WiFi and similar time zones?

Slumping down onto his bed, Jimin thinks of his six best friends. They made everything worth it - and they understood his doubts. But they all agreed that ARMY was the most important thing. Meeting their fans, creating music to make ARMY feel hope and happiness, was what drove BTS and gave their life meaning. To walk away from ARMY, from BTS.. it wasn’t worth contemplating.

Jimin had decided that any relationship formed outside of this bubble was simply a bonus. But, here, right now, in London, he felt like something was missing. And that something was you.

He imagines you being in London with him. Early morning walks to a coffee shop and ordering hot chocolates to drink while sitting on a bench by the Embankment. Trips to the Tower of London and learning about the people who had been imprisoned there. Visiting London Dungeon and getting scared by the ghost stories. Jimin has a feeling you would love it here.

But you weren’t here and at 10pm right now, it was painfully obvious to Jimin. He misses you.

Selecting your name again, he promises himself this would be the last time he would try to Skype you until tomorrow. He doesn’t want to bother you or be clingy. The last thing he wants is to annoy you. But he still hopes you would be awake at 6am your time - sometimes you liked to wake up early before the rest of South Korea awoke from their slumber.

He waits patiently and is close to giving up when he stands up in annoyance. You were obviously asleep. He was obviously being an annoying boyfriend. Scraping his hands through his hair, Jimin scuffs his feet against the carpet, cursing himself for being so clingy.

‘Jimin?’

Your sleepy voice echoes around the hotel room.

His heart leaping, Jimin jumps down onto the bed and turns his laptop to face him.

‘Y/N!’ he greets you. ‘I’m sorry if I woke you.’

You yawn and the sound makes Jimin want to scoop you up into his arms and place butterfly kisses all over your forehead.

‘I’m sorry I keep missing you,’ you apologise. He shrugs off your apologies. You smile. ‘I’m going to have breakfast,’ you say sleepily. ‘What time is it there?’

‘10pm,’ he tells you. ‘But I can eat.’

You smile and Jimin opens his bedside drawer to pulls out a bowl and a tiny carton of cereal. He walks to the fridge and takes out a carton of milk. Giggling, you watch him as he prepares a bowl of cereal. He settles down at the hotel room desk and places his laptop in front of him so he can see you. You busy yourself preparing a bowl of cereal too and a cup of steaming hot coffee.

‘Tell me about your plans for the day,’ he says, leaning close to the webcam.

Jimin eats cereal at 10pm while he listens to you tell him about your plans. You become less sleepy and more animated, asking him how the tour is going and how sorry you are that you keep missing his calls. Jimin tells you he understands that life is hectic and things are difficult right now. You tell him that you wish he was here with you.

He tells you about London and how different it is to Seoul. You listen to him and can’t help but feel the familiar pang of longing. You miss him all the time but you don’t dare tell him that; you know his life is all about BTS. To make him doubt that would be unfair. Jimin worried about things enough as it was- he didn’t need you to pile onto his worries.

So, you spend your morning eating cereal and talking to Jimin. He spends his evening eating cereal and talking to you. Time zones are forgotten. It is just you and Jimin. You forget about Seoul and Jimin forgets about London.

It is like you are in the same room, reunited at last.

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blu-joons · 5 years ago

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DATING BTS HEADCANON A⇴ Z⇴ Jeon Jungkook

A ⇴ AFFECTION

Jungkook is very affectionate, when you’re in private. PDA isn’t his favourite thing, but when he’s in the comfort of his own home, he always like to have at least one hand resting on your body, making sure you stay nice and close to him.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING

The two of you had been quite close for a while before he finally confessed to you. Over time the two of you spent more time together and tended to cuddle and mess around with each other a little more. The rest of the boys were quick to notice too and loved to tease him for it when you weren’t around, pushing him to build up the confidence to eventually tell you how he felt.

C ⇴ CONFESSION

He didn’t want to rush into anything, he wouldn’t confess unless he knew there something between the two of you. Little things you did, he’d pick up on, giving him the right signs that you liked him too. One night, when you jokingly told him how much you liked him, he confessed. There was a lot of nerves, on both parts, but you knew that you liked him too, and when you told him, the smile on his face couldn’t have been any bigger.

D ⇴ DATES

Your dates were based on impulse, wherever the two of you felt like going. Sometimes you’d stay at home and play a board game or watch a movie, other times he’d like to take you out and treat you like a princess. When he felt like he’d spent too much time away from you, he’d create big dates, either to the fair, or a nice restaurant, anywhere that could reconfirm how much he liked you. All night long, regardless, his eyes would be focused on you, lost on whatever it was you were saying, reminding himself how lucky he was.

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE

You were Jungkook’s first ever experience of a proper relationship. There had been a couple of flings, but nothing that ever made him consider settling down. His life was crazy, but for you, things were different, there was always time to be made for you. There was a lot of expectation on your relationship to work, and whilst before that would make him run away, with you, he knew he could live up to and surpass people’s expectations. For the first time, he had found a genuine human being who he knew he wanted to be around forever.

F ⇴ FIGHTING

Any argument the two of you had, Jungkook would run away from. When things got too serious, he would hate it, and do anything to make it stop. He’s a sweetheart, and he never wants to raise his voice at you, so when he felt it nearing, he’d take a step back. When things had cooled down, then he would reappear so that the two of you could talk like adults rather than children. The only time he would ever stick an argument out, was if he was fearful that it could end up breaking the two of you, he couldn’t bare it, but he knew that it needed to be resolved straight away before things potentially went too far.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

Even at his age, Jungkook is still the family baby, and they wanted the girl he bought home to be perfect. Jungkook knew that his family would like you, you had nothing to be scared about. His parents instantly made you feel at ease telling you funny stories about him, whilst his brother messed with Jungkook, knowing how to get under his skin.

H ⇴ HOME

When the time came to move out of the dorm, he knew he wanted to live with you. He couldn’t bare the thought of living alone, and whilst you basically lived at the dorm anyway, he thought it would be nice for the two of you to get your own place so you could spend more time with each other and take the next step together.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

He was the first to say, ‘I love you,’ because he was always open about the way he felt. One night, after a long day at the studio, he found you waiting up for him on the sofa, carrying you to bed. As you both drifted to sleep, he held you close, muttering those three words, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek, and ever since then, every night he would make sure to tell you that he loved you.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

Most of the time, he can keep his jealousy at bay, he knows he’s better than most people at most things. If he was jealous, he was subtle, an arm would be wrapped around your waist to make it clear that you were his. If someone would get a bit too close, he’d definitely step in, but he trusted you, always. At times, he could feel insecure, if he was experiencing low moods, he’d often compare himself to others, but you’d always be on hand to make him feel better and more relaxed in your relationship.

K ⇴ KIDS

Little secret was made of the fact he wanted kids, especially with you. As he watched you interact with his family, and yours, he knew that you were the one he wanted to mother his children. He wanted more than one, easily, a boy and a girl, a little him, and a little you. He’d spend countless nights imagining your future together, your house, your family, he couldn’t wait for it all to come together into something beautiful.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER

Anything Jungkook did would make you laugh. The two of you had a close connection, he knew exactly how to make you giggle, whether it be tickling you, or pulling a funny face, especially when he scrunched his face up. It was him who got you through some of the toughest times by putting a smile on your face. Not a day went by when he didn’t put that smile on your face, giggling away to himself as he made you chuckle. It was his laughter too; his infectious laugh would always put you in hysterics as you listened to him.

M ⇴ MISSING

Jungkook struggled with being away from you, especially when he was on tour. He’d stay in contact with you every single day, texting you good morning and goodnight, and everything in between. Whenever there was distance between you both, he’d worry, he wasn’t good on his phone, but when it came to you, he’d text constantly, and reply instantly. Every day you’d assure him that you were fine, but in the back of his mind he’d worry. Everything about you, he’d miss, nights were the worst, when he slept in an empty bed, without you by his side was when he missed you both, not receiving your cuddles to comfort him.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES

You didn’t tend to have many for Jungkook, you’d usually shorten his name, whereas he loved to give you adorable pet names that would make you smile, random names where no one else would understand the meaning behind it.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Jungkook loved your tummy and your bum. He loved the size, and resting his hands on them when he slept, or around the day when no one else noticed, giving it a little squeeze when he felt playful.

P ⇴ PDA

He didn’t like to be over the top with affection in public, people knew that the two of you were close and he relied heavily upon you, he’d show you just how much you meant to him in your own privacy. In interviews, and onstage, he’d happily gush about you, telling everyone all about you and how incredible you were.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

From the moment he met you, Jungkook loved to ask questions about you and get to know you. In life, he often asked questions because it was your advice and support that often helped him to figure things out.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

When he had time on his hands, Jungkook loved to scrapbook moments the two of you shared. His camera would often be by his side, so using the photos that he took, and his own creative mind, he’d put them altogether into little snippets of memories that the two of you could look over in the future. Hours would be spent doing it, but he’d never show them to anyone, they were only ever to be seen by the two of you.

S ⇴ SEX

It can definitely be dominant sometimes, but Jungkook much prefers slow and sensual. If he’s feeling confident, he’ll be rough, and take control, flexing his body, but other times he uses his big, strong arms, to make you feel protected and loved. He’d always take the best care of you, and never do anything you didn’t want to do, some nights, if all you wanted to do was cuddle, that was cool too, he just liked spending evenings with you.

T ⇴ TEXTS

Every day Jungkook would text you, letting you know about his day, and seeing how yours was going. On tour, he would text you every morning and night, forgetting about time zones when he got upset that you didn’t respond.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE

You were Jungkook’s world, and vice versa. He couldn’t remember life before you, it was having you in his life that helped him find a true purpose. Having his warm, kind personality in your life, gave you a much greater and happier perspective on life.

V ⇴ VACATION

Anywhere he went in the world, he wanted you there with him. On tour, he’d fly you out often, and if you had a few days free together, you’d go on mini breaks, often around Asia. When he travels, he always makes notes of places to take you to whenever the two of you next had the time to go and explore the world.

W ⇴ WHINING

If Jungkook didn’t have your full attention, he would certainly get whiny. He’d make noise and touch you continuously until he knew he had your focus back on him.

X ⇴ XXXXX

Kisses were sneaked from Jungkook all the time. Whenever he could, he’d press sweet kisses against your skin, letting you know he was around. But, when he wanted something, he wasn’t afraid to get messy. His hands would run through your hair, he’d love to take control, often trailing kisses along your neck and jaw. Any time he kissed you, he’d feel you smile, warming his heart, reminding him just how in love he was with you.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his best friend, the absolute love of his life.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

He can sleep anywhere, at any time, he’s a nightmare to wake up. When he is sleepy though, he loves to cuddle into you and nuzzle against you, using the long strands of hair to tickle against your skin.

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youarejesting · 4 years ago

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BTS365 Prompts.Week 44

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Oct 29th - Nov 4th

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Kim Seokjin - Roll

It was a perfect romantic holiday, Jin loved that you were so unaccustomed to many Asian cultural norms and traditions. He taught you so much and you had a genuine fascination with each new experience.

You were staying together in a traditional hotel and after bathing together outdoors you were in a beautiful robe looking for somewhere to lay down.

“Jin there is no bed, where do we sleep?”

“We have a bedroll, you pack it away when you’re done so you have more floor space”

Min Yoongi - Night

Night times were when Yoongi did his best work, an idea would hit him and he would stop at nothing to get the ideas out onto paper. He wrote songs when he was in the shower and on the toilet and sometimes he would wake up in the middle of the night seeing you peacefully sleeping, cradling him against your chest the song practically wrote itself.

Jung Hoseok - Beer

It was a secret only known by the ARMY that Hoseok couldn’t handle alcohol, but that didn’t stop him taking you out to a beer tasting evening. He was trying to do something fun and exciting trying to be an adult and give you a date that grown-ups had.

But you didn’t like beer either and it was just an awkward moment of the two trying to hide your disgusted faces from one another. When the gruelling hour of beer history and tasting finished you both surprisingly liked the same beer.

It wasn’t until you both got back to the car that you came clean “I don’t like beer”

“Oh thank gosh, I don’t like beer either, that was so gross”

“Wanna get ice cream instead?”

“Yes” you nodded excitedly

‘Maybe childish dates were better for the two of you’ Hoseok thought with a laugh.

Kim Namjoon - Author @gothsyub

There were these books the Namjoon couldn’t get enough of, the way they were written and the way they took him to another world with the visuals. Namjoon found himself seeking out these books after a long day, he would wind down in the bath or on the couch losing his reality for a moment.

He was going to a book writers convention, he was supposed to speak to the young ARMY to promote reading and buying books. When he got there he sat with a panel of famous authors and there you were in a beautiful sundress and a smile. He was confused, wondering who you were and what books you had written.

When the panel was asked their favourite books Namjoon was quick to praise your work and practically a fanboy making you sink into your chair slyly. “The way their words flow is just perfect the worlds they make are so real you can see yourself in them with the characters”

Once Namjoon finished you spoke into the microphone cheeks pink, “I am glad you like my books, if I may say some of your songs have actually inspired some worlds I have written. But I will admit that I am a little flustered. I haven’t heard that type of praise in person and so eloquently delivered.”

“Wait, you are the author?” Namjoon grew flustered as well, his face bright red. The two of you were the talk of the fandom.

Park Jimin - Animation

Jimin loved watching morning cartoons and anime and he over time developed a crush on one of the girls in his favourite show. Her voice was so sweet and whenever the bloopers played he would smile when you would get tongue-tied and flustered.

He heard you were going to be a surprise guest on a RUN BTS episode that involved the boys learning how to properly dub episodes of things. He sat in the makeup chair and practically begged the stylists to make him look handsome.

The boys watched him preen excitedly and when the episode began he was waiting, anticipating your arrival and when you did it was not what he expected. He knew you were voicing a cute character but didn’t know you would be that cute.

“Hey everyone,” you waved so small, making Jimin turn away from you resting his head on Namjoon’s shoulder and clutching his heart.

Kim Taehyung - Internet

The Internet was a forever place whatever you tweeted would live for eternity especially if you were famous. Taehyung was searching up his favourite artist, their work was stunning.

Taehyung clicked on your account and saw a picture of your latest canvas but in the background was a mirror that reflected you this beautiful young lady holding a camera and smiling softly. He clicked on the image and took a screenshot as he always did collecting your work to look at the beautiful paintings while he was on tour feeling sad.

He had managed to save the picture just in time as when he left the image the page refreshed the picture was gone and an all caps lock post ranted about how you didn’t know you were seen in the picture. He thought you were cute and he treasured the original photo you took to admire your work and on occasion, his eyes would drift across the photo to see you stunning. The internet was a forever place especially when someone saved your art.

Jeon Jungkook - Magic

Jeon Jungkook was dressed as a wizard. Opening the door excitedly a bowl of chips in his hand the last thing he expected to see was a beautiful girl like yourself. You were dressed as a minotaur, not very animal-like and scary but in big platform boots, tight jeans, and leather bodice all in black, hidden under the cloak were two beautiful horns.

Tonight your two D’n’D teams were battling in a tournament. The only thing your two teams had in common was your two dungeon masters Namjoon and Yoongi to genius’ who created such an amazing world. Tonight your team ‘The Bardians of the galaxy’ which included Jimin and Taehyung were versing the other team ‘AmaJINg’.

Jungkook had heard about you your team, the high elf and the dwarf but he didn’t know that the Minotaur barbarian would be a young lady such as yourself.

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koalitypop · 5 years ago

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could have been us

pairing: J-Hope (BTS) x Reader

genre: Angst

a/n: i have been working on this one-shot for a little while now, the idea was stuck in my head and i am genuinely happy to see all done. i hope you’ll like it.

When you had sat in your fiancé's car to get back home from the movies, you were in an excellent mood, both smiling at each other and holding hands. None of you expected that such a blissful night could be ruined in a matter of minutes. It was all joy, happiness, and pleasure.

"Now that was really fun!" you stated, fastening your belt.

"That movie was amazing, I'm so happy we watched it together. I'm also glad you liked it too. Are you sure you're not hungry?" Hoseok asked as he started the car. Always so kind, so caring.

"Gosh, no, I've eaten a ton of popcorn, I can't put anything else in my stomach." you laughed, patting your stomach.

Hoseok drove smoothly, getting out of the parking lot. It was around half past ten, almost eleven, which meant that there shouldn't be lots of traffic. You thought you were going to have a rather calm drive back home and then continue the night there, cuddling or doing something else. Just a peaceful night with your fiancé - what more could you ask for?

The atmosphere in the car was warm, it was pretty quiet, so you fell back deep into your habit of thinking about how vital Hoseok truly is for you. The past three years, which you have spent with him, were the best ones in your life and you knew that the reason for that was your wonderful fiancé. He has taken so many efforts in making even your worst days bearable or maybe even pleasant. And despite his care and kindness, being just a part of his character, you were incredibly grateful for everything he had done for you and for sticking up to your side, especially when you needed him the most.

"Last chance to get a take out from your favourite restaurant, my dear!", cheered Hoseok, smiling at your reflection in the rear-view mirror.

"You know what, I think a portion of those extra spicy noodles won't hurt," you mumbled, looking at him, smiling back.

He turned right and then went down the street, his eyes stuck to the road, making sure that everything was in control. Your favourite place was five to maximum ten minutes away from you, so you rested back and continued thinking about and looking at him.

"I am happy that we could go out today. We have not done it for a while." your fiancé held your hand in his, waiting for the green light.

"Well, you were busy..."

"I am sorry that I can't make time..." Hoseok started whining, his mood getting bad instantly, you could tell just by the pout that was placed on his sweet lips.

"...and I fully respect that. I mean, you take care of us both, it's understandable why you're working so much." you turned to him with a reassuring smile, not wanting to end such a fantastic night with him all worried and stressed out.

"Don't say that it sounds like you're not doing anything for us either. You take care of our home, you also go to work. One day, sooner or later, you would be taking care of children too, hopefully." he chuckled, reaching for your thigh to tickle you.

"Hopefully." you smiled even wider and spaced out again, as Hoseok drove the car.

Such kind of nights wasn't even the best part of your relationship. Those times when you or he came back home exhausted from work, falling in the arms of your significant other, without him or her saying anything about being sweaty or not looking your best way; being smothered with love and affection – those were the moments you treasured the most. Those moments weren't rare at all, especially that half of the year while he was in Korea, as he spent around 6 months all around the world on tour or at awards ceremonies.

Of course, you hoped that one day he would be able to have a calmer life - not needing to stay late to perfect his movements, but you were trying to kick these thoughts away from your head, because you knew, despite the stress, that his work brings, he loved every single bit of being a rapper and the dance leader in a group like BTS.

"Oh, someone's in a hurry." Hoseok cooed, cutting your train of thoughts.

"Mhm?" you murmured, having no idea what he was talking about.

"The blue car. They want to pull ahead," he stated, the blue car already in front of you.

The moment you were about to space out again, you heard it.

At first, it was a loud noise, which you realised that comes from close proximity. But then after a second or two, you were able to hear just the wheels of a car. And then another noise, louder, but fortunately not so close, followed. You weren't able to see anything, eyes were closed, body paralysed in fear.

And then – you felt it. Immense pain all over your body. Your right leg felt as it was smashed; actually, the whole right part of your body was in agony. You felt like your head was underwater, lost, and helpless. The darkness was embracing you, and it started to feel inevitable – the pain, the feeling of being lost – it was endless.

Then you heard him.

"Y/N! God, Y/n, please, baby girl, please, please, wake up! Wake up, baby, come on, wake up!" Hoseok cried out.

His words sounded like a prayer, desperate, and full of worry. Something terrible, horrible has happened.

It took all of the strength left in your body to open your eyes. You couldn't even cry, all dried out, burning in misery. The sight in front of you hurt you even more – a trembling Hoseok, tears all over his face.

"Y/N! Tell me, where it hurts. I'll help you, the ambulance is coming for you. I am with you, Y/n, it will get better. I promise I will stay by your side. I am all right, babe, and you will be too, I can promise you that. Y/n, please don't close your eyes, you have to stay awake. Please, baby, try to stay awake, for me, Y/n, for us,” he cried out.

You were outside of the car... well, what was left from it. Your vehicle was actually in an acceptable condition compared to the two other cars in front of yours. An accident, a very, very bad one. You couldn't hear anyone else speak anywhere around you, no screams, not even a whisper, so you figured out that they were in a worse condition than you.

"I am going to be fine, don't worry. Go, help the others, they must be worse," you mumbled as your consciousness was vanishing.

Hoseok looked into your eyes deeply, tears falling non-stop, his face already red. He was shivering in panic. Your fiancé was all over you; however, none of his weight was left to you to cope with. Apart from the visible signs of fear, you couldn't see any wounds or anything that was disturbing on him, and you thanked God for that.

You saw it, there was no point in persisting on him to leave you and go to the other cars, he was stuck there with you.

“I am staying here, sweetheart, I’ll be here by your side forever, God, I will always be with you. You'll get better, Y/n, just believe it and it will happen, stay with me, please,” your fiancé’s voice cracked at the very end and if his words and tears didn’t assure you how broken and inconsolable he was than this crack for sure did.

"Stay awake, baby girl, just stay awake, please..." Hoseok pleaded once more, his hand caressing your cheek.

You were about to fall back unconscious, and Hoseok could sense it. His voice was breathy, he wasn't even able to control what he was saying.

"Come on, baby, stay awake, stay awake for me, for me." Hoseok's words started to sound like a mantra, and you were sure that not only for you but also for him, that moment was as long as an eternity, just you and him, all broken but together. Your eyes were closing, and you tried to tighten your grip on your fiancé's hand, which you didn't even know you were holding for dear life.

"I l-love you, Ho-Hoseok" you quavered.

"Don't say that Y/n, don't make it sound like a goodbye. I love you too, baby, so so much, just please, please, stay with me, stay with me", a new wave of tears wrecked Hoseok's body.

You wanted to say so many more things, not knowing if you could ever talk to him again. Unfortunately, you were out of breath, so you were left to listen to your fiancé's cries and pleads.

"Y/n, please, baby, please, I am begging you, stay awake, babe, just stay awake."

As all of your strength was fading away, your view of Hoseok become more and more blurry. Somewhere in the darkness, you could hear an ambulance coming.

"Y/N-"

And it was all darkness. Again.

You couldn't tell where you were, nor what has happened to you or Hoseok. The pain, still tremendous or maybe even worse, breaking through your whole body. When it comes to the darkness, it was making your head shake and tremble, not being able to understand anything about your surroundings. Hoseok had to be somewhere around. He wouldn't leave you alone in such a state, you just knew it.

You remembered how in every single movie the man held his woman’s hand, so you tried to move your fingers, but they weren’t met with Hoseok’s hand or anything at all.

Maybe he is in the bathroom? Or talking with my doctor? Or just talking with somebody else? Eating? Sleeping?

Those were the nice, positive thoughts, but of course, you started thinking negatively just right after.

Maybe something has happened to him? Maybe there was another accident with my ambulance and he was injured? Maybe something has happened to him during the accident and he just hid it from me, because he was worried about me? Selfish, selfish Y/n!

Now you were worried about him. Maybe something has really happened to him and you had to find out. You were in a critical condition and he helped you out, so you had to also do so. You had to mobilise yourself and see him. Immediately.

While you were busy stressing out, you couldn't actually hear that gentle voice packed with love and worry for you. And now, as you could actually hear it, you knew whose voice it was. Of course, you knew, you could always recognise this voice.

It was Hoseok.

“I am going to sing to you that awful cheesy song you always listened to on the radio when we were in France. Babe, you may not believe it, but I have nearly learned the lyrics, I promise you, the moment you wake up, I’ll sing it to you. So, please, just wake up. And that book you loved, “Nothing”, I’ll read it, despite the dumb title. I have already bought a copy, the edition you liked so much, but we couldn’t find it anywhere. I found it, my love, for you. It’ll come tomorrow. Will you wake up till tomorrow? I'll stay, even if you aren’t able to wake up till tomorrow.”

Oh, how stupid you were!

Of course, it wouldn't be the fingers, Hoseok wasn't another basic movie chick. It was your hair that he would be combing it softly, as he loved it so much.

Maybe it was your excitement that gave you the strength and the courage to open your eyes, despite the pain, maybe it was a strange reflex to open your eyes and look for Hoseok as you have heard him. You would never know. That blurry version of your fiancé made your heart beat twice as fast. Here he was. Alive and healthy. And even taking your pain into consideration, you were the happiest you have ever been in your entire life.

“Y/n? Y/n, are you okay? Do you feel any pain, anything? Oh, God, of course, you must be in pain, after everything you have gone through. You wake up, Y/n, that’s the most important.”

Hoseok was in pure panic. What did he have to do first? To talk with you? Kiss you, hug you? Call the doctor? Or maybe cry as he wanted to do so much? He had no idea. However, the look in his eyes said everything. He was happy. You had awoken and that was everything that mattered to him. Of course, he was worried and stressed and nervous and God, so exhausted. But after all – he was happy.

He was down the corridor, looking for your doctor. You were sobbing quietly – because of the pain or the happiness of seeing your fiancé, you couldn’t say why. Before you could pull together all of the strength left in your body and wipe the tears off your face, Hoseok arrived, out of breath, obviously he had run to come back to your room as soon as possible.

“Oh, my love, I am so sorry. The doctor should be here in a minute or two, he would help you out,” your fiancé murmured, wiping the tears with his thumbs.

That was the comfort you loved, you adored so much. Well, actually, this situation was a bit too extreme for your liking, but at the very end, you were there with your lovely Hoseok. You couldn’t give a single care about anything else.

The doctor came into your room, two nurses following him. He started checking up all the parts of your body, which were injured. His check-up turned out to be pretty painful, him pushing and folding your poor body.

Of course, your fiancé could feel your misery, as more tears started to form in your eyes. The moment Hoseok understood how you felt, his hand held yours even tighter, yet, trying not to hurt you even more.

“I am really sorry, but you see, if I don't figure out what is wrong with you now, you might end up disabled for your whole life. Just please, bear with it, there isn’t a lot more to check up, I promise,” your doctor reassured both of you while folding your left leg.

Hoseok gave his best not to show how annoyed he was with the doctor, as he wanted right now was to be alone with you and cuddle for a while, making sure that everything is okay. Still, he understood how important this first checkup after your awakening was, so he didn’t even murmur a word, just kept his eyes on you, not even blinking, so that he doesn’t miss a moment.

“You came here in a really bad state, parts of the car that hit you went in your upper body and your right leg, that’s why it hurts so much. It would take around a month for you to be able to move your leg without feeling unbearable pain. Your right arm and two of the fingers on your right hand are broken, as well as one rib and two toes on your left foot. It is a miracle how your left arm and leg aren’t broken, taking into consideration how hard that car hit you. Thankfully, your man got out of this accident with only a dislocated finger and a sprained ankle, so he can take care of you. You should rest a lot and not stress out a lot. If you feel the need to speak with a psychologist, there is one in our hospital. Do you have any questions?”

Your fiancé continued petting your head, waiting for you two to stay alone. After hearing most of your injuries out loud again, it made him feel so thankful that you had awoken, as he knew how there was a chance that you may not survive.

“What happened to the others? Did they survive?” you inquired.

The nurses and the doctor, as well as your man, took a deep breath.

“The boy in the car in front of yours woke up yesterday with amnesia, while his girlfriend is dead. The man, who hit you, is fine, he was actually already imprisoned.” the doctor sighed, looking down at his shoes.

“Does the boy remember his girlfriend?”

While the others didn’t expect you to ask this question, Hoseok knew with his entire heart that you were going to do so. That’s why he was afraid to speak with you about the others, knowing that you would stress out about their states.

“Not a single memory” the doctor stated, his voice low and his eyes looking everywhere else but to you.

“God...” your lips tremble, looking as you were about to break down.

“Well, the check-up is over, so I guess, you could use some time alone together. Mister, please, make sure that she rests.” the doctor said, already getting out of your room with his crew.

The moment everyone left, Hoseok got even closer to you, still patting your head.

“I didn't want you to know. Please, do not think about his, baby, there was nothing any of us could do. It was that drunk man’s fault, not yours, not mine. Don’t stress out, baby girl, the doctor told you so,” Hoseok begged, his lips nearly kissing your forehead.

“That girl is dead, Hobi. And their relationship... it has burned down in flames. Maybe, they could have got married, have children. But they ended up like this.”

Hoseok was in his all rights to worry about you. He was able to see how vulnerable to everything you were right now, so fragile and powerless, he felt the need to take care of you. But he also knew that you would stay on thinking about that couple’s fate and maybe end up in depression. He has seen with his own eyes how bad depression could be and knew that this was the last thing you needed right now. So, the only thing he could do is try and make sure you could see a different, slightly more positive side of this situation.

“This could have been us, Y/n, could have been you dead and me not remembering you. That is the worst ending of any story and instead of thinking about this, just please try to focus on the fact that we are still alive, together, our bonding getting stronger with every breath we take. I am so grateful that you have awoken, baby girl. Try to rest, sleep a little. Have sweet thoughts and dreams, my love, and everything will get better.”

Your questioning pure look made him chuckle as he kissed your cheek.

“I will stay here, Y/n, I’ll be here when you wake up. I will always be here, my one, I promise.”

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insfiringyou · 6 years ago

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BTS - You ask them to “make love” to you

Contains: Fluff. Smut. Angst. Fingering. Oral sex. Vaginal sex. Soft sex. Rough sex. Squirting. Warnings for mentions of emotional manipulation in Jungkook’s scenario.

Although this is marked as reader, the girls in this fic are imagined as our headcanon version of their girlfriends who feature in many of our fics. Jungkook's scenario is a little more unusual as it contains his first girlfriend, who we always imagine to be very unhealthy for him.

To read each member & their girlfriend’s headcanon universe fics in order, follow the links here: RM / Jin / Suga / J-Hope / Jimin / V / Jungkook & Our full masterlist can be found here

(Photo credit goes to: https://bangtan-sonyeon-scans.tumblr.com/)

Rated content below the cut.

You felt his tongue touch your lower lip and let out a gasp as you both moved to perch on the end of the double bed. His hands roamed over your shoulders as he pulled down your bra straps.

“I feel like I haven’t seen you in years.” You said in a low voice as he moved his lips sensually from your lips to your neck; gently sucking along the skin there. “I hate it when you are on tour.”

You felt him murmur in agreement against your skin; his lips sending small vibrations through your body which seemed to echo all the way to your throbbing clit. You ran your hands through his hair; longer than when you had last seen him two months ago, and pressed your lips to his forehead.

“Namjoon?”

“Yes?” He pulled away to look at you and you felt his warm breath pleasantly against your skin.

“Make love to me.” You whispered.

You could see his pupils widen from up close; making his eyes even more beautiful. He opened his mouth slightly to speak but, after a moment, closed it and moved in to kiss your lips once more, opening his mouth against yours. You moved with him easily as he pressed you down gently into the covers and moved on top of you; his hands moving from your upper arms, down your torso and stomach to your bare thighs. Your panties were soaking as he pressed his index and middle finger against your folds; rubbing your most sensitive spot through the thin fabric. You had come to his apartment straight from work and your underwear was plain black and practical. Under other circumstances, you would have felt insecure about this, but the way his eyes roamed over area as he lowered himself downwards made you feel incredibly sexy.

He pressed a closed mouth kiss to the inside of your right thigh before moving to the left. You couldn’t stifle your moan as he moved his lips upwards and kissed along the centre of your panties. You throbbed in anticipation as he slowly curled his fingers under the elastic trim and slowly pulled them down your thighs and kissed along the skin until he reached your calf. The cool air hit your cunt and you gasped at the sensation as you spread your thighs. He raised his lips to the space between your legs and captured your clit in a passionate kiss. You felt your eyes rolling back into your skull as he opened his mouth and sucked at your sensitive nub. In the two months he was away you had only been able to fantasise about this; touching yourself as you did so. It was the only respite you seemed to receive from your job and you had gotten yourself into the habit of doing so as soon as you got home; going straight to the bedroom and collapsing on the grey satin covers.

You realised now that your memories had tricked you completely. There was nothing in the world to compare to this sensation. You couldn’t help but grind your pelvis as he increased the pressure of his sucky, fervent kisses any more than you could help the string of curse words which escaped your open lips. He seemed to approve of the latter as you felt the very tips of his teeth brush your clit; ever so gently nipping you as his hands moved to pin down your unruly hips. This helped you to control yourself and you focussed instead solely on the feeling between your legs as you reached your peak. Fireworks seemed to burst behind your closed eyes in shades of purple and fuchsia as your orgasm consumed your entire body; warming it up against the cold air in his unheated apartment. He continued to assault your body for a few moments as you came down from your high with long, sinking gasps, before he pulled away to kiss your lips. Your body was still shaking as he pulled your body against him. You inhaled the clean, cotton smell of his white t-shirt and the sweet, peppery scent of cologne as you pressed your face into him.

“I love you.” You sighed as you moved your right hand to his upper arm and rubbed the skin there just below the cut-off of his shirt.

“I love you too baby.” He replied. You felt the vibrations from his low voice in his chest as you pressed your lips to the fabric.

Jimin

“What are you pouting about?” His voice was warm and a little playful as he spotted you in the doorway. You had adorned your favourite pink babydoll night gown and brushed your teeth before returning to the bedroom. Jimin had just crawled in bed and was now looking at you with a smile. You were pouting, but only because you didn’t quite want to go to bed yet.

“Are you sleepy?” You asked in a slightly sing-songy voice; your pout remaining as you clutched the doorframe.

He let out a small breathy laugh and shook his head. “Not really.” You slowly walked into the room towards him. “What did you have in mind?” His smile was soft and beautiful. As you reached the edge of the bed you crawled over the pink bed covers towards him, the pout remaining.

“I want you to make love to me.” You sulked. You reached his body and crawled beside him. He adjusted himself to allow you to slip under the thick quilted covers.

You saw his expression change for a moment to one of surprise before the charming smile returned. He moved forwards and kissed the tip of your nose gently. “As you wish.” He grinned.

Your lips met in unison and you felt yourself melting into his soft kisses. He tasted of the zesty mouthwash you had in your bathroom and his skin smelt of floral soap from the shower you had shared earlier in the evening. His lips remained gentle even as things became heated and you couldn’t help but feel your stomach flutter in response to his mouth opening against your lips.

“You’re so beautiful.” He said. You could hear the warmth in his voice and felt yourself blush. You had removed all of your makeup for the night and knew he could see your cheeks reddening without the blanket of foundation you usually wore. His smile widened as he looked down at you from under a fan of blonde hair. You smiled back at him; your whole upper body and chest turning red to join your face as his hand moved below the trim of your silk night dress. You had deliberately neglected to wear panties and you gasped softly as his fingers traced along your pubis and along your wet slit.

“This feels nice…” He said tenderly as he dipped his index and middle finger inside of your folds; parting the fleshy skin there to find your swollen clit. You moaned as he circled the nub a few times, feeling his fingers quickly become wet with your juices, before he dipped them lower and sunk them into you slowly. You let out a long, breathy gasp as he pushed his fingers up to the knuckles before gradually withdrawing them. He repeated this motion a few times as his lips moved from your face to your neck. He trailed a line of butterfly kisses along your neck and chest before pulling back completely. You sighed at the loss of contact as his fingers slipped out of you and he sat up to remove his own boxer shorts.

You moved forward and captured the moist head of his cock between your lips before he could protest and the small, breathy sound he made your stomach lurch pleasantly. You smiled against him as you grasped him gently at the base and worked your mouth along his length; making it glisten with saliva.

“You’re so good at this…” He sighed as you moved your lips back up his length. You made an effort to look up and observed him as his head lulled backwards in pleasure.

“I love sucking your cock.” You moaned in a low voice as you pressed a kiss to the tip before sinking back down. He let out a throaty moan in reply and moved his hand to the back of your head; trailing his fingertips through your soft curls. Eventually, you pulled away and looked up at him. He was sporting his own blush now; his collarbones were pale in comparison to the scarlet flush across his chest and his breathing had become heavy. It took him a moment to calm down from the sensation before he met your gaze. His eyes became dark with lust as he pushed you down once more and pushed the silk fabric of your babydoll up your thighs to pool around your lower stomach. You let out an inaudible gasp as he clutched your hips and pressed his cock to your opening; sinking in quickly. You both inhaled in unison as his hips met yours. Buried to the hilt, he kissed your lips softly as he pulled himself mid-way out before pushing back in. The sensation was amazing and you couldn’t help but run your fingers through his soft, slightly wavy blonde hair as he gradually increased his speed.

“You’re so perfect.” You whispered in between kisses as he ground himself against you; hitting your sensitive spot deliciously. He smiled in response as he paused above you, your noses almost touching. It felt incredibly romantic and you felt your entire body grow warm with your desire for him.

“Oh.” He let out a series of breathy moans as he reached his climax and his hips spasmed against your inner thighs. You felt him spill into you and you moaned along with him at the sensation. His breathing slowed down gradually as he removed himself from you. You reached down, between your sticky thighs and pressed your fingers to your opening, feeling the fluid there and realising you would need to change the sheets before you went to sleep. You didn’t mind. There was a spare set in your chest of draws and the sensation of having Jimin inside of you was too much to miss out on.

“That was amazing.” Jimin sighed from bedside you as he slowly crawled from the bed. He held out his hand and pulled you along with him. You made a small sound in agreement as he led you to the bathroom to clean up.

“What’s wrong?” His low voice asked. You paused your hands on the piece of knitting you were working on and looked up with a sigh.

“It’s hard to explain.” You said after a moment. You had been thinking about this all day. For the last few days if you were being perfectly honest with yourself. His eyes met yours from across the wooden coffee table, waiting. “It’s just…” You continued, tentatively. “I sometimes feel like I’m losing you.”

“What do you mean?” He asked as he kept his gaze fixed on yours.

You waited a few moments before replying as you tried to work out how to word the sentence in your head. “I just feel sometimes like there is this gap between us. It’s like…” You paused and lowered your head before continuing. “Like we haven’t made love in weeks.”

His eyebrows furrowed. “We made love yesterday.” He said calmly. Your eyes met once more as you looked up.

“That wasn’t making love.” Your voice trembled a little and his forehead remained creased as he thought about what you said. You had had sex yesterday. But you could hardly call what he did to you making love. Your arse was still sore from the way his palms had spanked you as you bent over the armrests of the sofa. At least, you didn’t think of that as making love.

“I’m sorry.” He said. You thought he sounded sad. “I do love you.”

Later that evening you were sat on the edge of your bed, arranging the ironing pile you had just brought up. You had undressed for the evening; removing everything except your underwear as you hung up the last sweater in the wardrobe and closed the mirrored door. Taehyung caught your gaze in the reflection as he entered the bedroom from the door behind you.

“Hi.” You said, not turning around, as he climbed onto the double bed. You perched yourself back onto the covers as you sorted the last few items into two separate piles; your underwear and his. Your eyes snapped up as your boyfriend caught your attention once more in the reflection as he crawled over to you on the covers. You felt his hand sneak around your side; palming your covered breast. You sighed at the contact.

“Can I just finish sorting these last few bits?” You asked. He nodded behind you and you felt his fringe brush your bare shoulder as he leaned closer.

“Mmhm.” He confirmed. You felt his lips against the side of your neck as he hugged you from behind with his other arm, pulling you closer. You tried to ignore him as you finished your separating. He let you go reluctantly as you stood up; his hands trying to follow your body until he could no longer reach. You bent down and put the underwear in the draws at the bottom of the wardrobe before returning to the bed. His hands moved towards you as soon as your arse touched the sheets. His fingers roamed over your stomach; pausing to caress the soft skin there and giving it a slight, loving pinch, before moving down between your legs. His lips returned to your neck; trailing over the back first, just below your hairline, and slowly reaching the side. You gasped at the sensation as his fingertips brushed the centre of your panties. He trailed them gently back and forth before pressing with a little more pressure against your covered clit. Slowly, he pulled away and unclasped the back of your bra quickly. You allowed the lace to fall to the floor and his left hand returned to your panties; rubbing a few more times before pulling down the waistband. You moved your lower body off the bed to allow him to remove your panties, before sitting back down.

Your eyes flickered to the mirror directly opposite you and you found yourself looking directly into Taehyung’s eyes as he propped his head on your shoulder; gazing back at you as his hand sneaked back to your pussy; now bare for him. You gasped as his fingers made contact with your nub; manipulating the delicate nerves there before dipping further down to your cunt. He pushed two fingers inside to the knuckle, his other hand moving to your bare breast, before curling them against your G-Spot. He made you feel impossibly full and sexy as he began to move his hand quickly; pumping into you almost violently and, after a minute, adding a third digit.

“Do you like this?” He purred into your ear. You couldn’t help but nod; your eyes connecting in the mirror. His lips curled into a smile as he continued to assault your pussy. This wasn’t what you had in mind when you had complained to him earlier; but the eye contact was making your stomach flutter pleasantly. Eventually, he removed his fingers and wrapped his arms around your stomach; pulling you upwards and down onto the quilt. His lips met yours as he adjusted his body to lay behind you; his mouth opened against your lips and you felt his warm tongue brush your own. As he slowly pulled away he removed the plain white t-shirt he was wearing and quickly discarded his grey boxer shorts. You moved onto your side and placed yourself in a position on the bed that you could easily look into the mirror. You watched as your boyfriend moved behind you and wrapped his right hand around your upper thigh, pulling it upwards as he entered you from behind. You could just about see his cock as it slipped inside you, making you gasp loudly.

“My princess…” He whispered in your ear as his lips trailed over your cheek. You could see your face and chest flush as he began to move his hips quickly. His hand moved upwards to your breast; his lower arm still supporting your leg as he massaged the fleshy skin there; pressing his fingers down a little roughly as his cock hit your most sensitive spot. You were pleasantly surprised to feel the start of your orgasm deep from deep within your cunt. You moved your own palm to his hand on your breast and squeezed gently as you focussed your energy on meeting his gaze in the mirror. He moved his lips slowly to the edge of your ear; you could both feel and hear his increasing breath as he thrust harder and deeper and met your gaze once more in the mirror. Your entire body shook violently as your orgasm consumed you. You let out a gasp as you both felt and saw a thin stream of liquid squirt across the covers from between your legs. Taehyung watched this in the reflection and you heard him let out a low grunt of approval as he followed moments after.

“Fuck…” He moaned as he spilled into you in little, jolty movements. His laboured breathing shook and then slowed as he collapsed behind you; pulling himself out of you quickly. “You came everywhere…” He muttered, sounded exhausted. You looked one more time into the mirror and saw the sunset flush of red across your chest and the pearly liquid between your legs. You rolled backwards to look directly at your boyfriend.

“Yeah.” You agreed. You also felt utterly spent. You weren’t sure if what had happened could be defined as making love, but you felt closer to Taehyung for the first time in weeks. As your breasts pressed against his upper arm he pulled your entire body into his; snuggling you into his bare skin. He smelt of vetiver and lavender; a mixture of cologne and skin lotion. You pressed your lips gently to his upper chest.

“I love you so much.” He murmured as his lips connected with the top of your head. “I hate it when you are sad.”

You shook your head slowly beneath his. “I love you too.” You agreed.

J-Hope

“You’re so pretty…” Hoseok smiled from beneath you. You were straddling his hips while he was propped upwards against the headboard of his double bed. “I missed you so much.”

You smiled back, pressing your lips to his cheek. Your arms were wrapped tightly around his shoulders while his own hands brushed the tops of your bare thighs. “I missed you too. My students have been asking me why I seem so sad these days.”

Hoseok shook his head slowly; his face dropping and suddenly becoming serious. “I hate to think that I made you sad.” He moved one hand to touch your cheek gently. “I hate being away from home…away from you.” His thumb brushed your cheekbone. There was a moment of silence as you looked at each other; your eyes gently roaming over each other’s features lovingly.

Eventually you whispered. “Make love to me.”

There was another moment of silence before Hoseok’s expression brightened once more as he smiled at you.

“Yes.” He replied before pressing his lips to yours once more. His kiss was slower than usual; less frantic. You moved against him slowly, frequently pulling away to tilt your head and meet once more. You felt his hands move up your thighs, under your blue cotton dress, and brush the edges of your panties. You pulled the dress up and over your head, breaking contact with his lips as you discarded the fabric on the floor. You moved your hands backwards to unfasten your bra and allowed it to join your dress.

Hoseok took the opportunity to remove his own t-shirt and, when you moved away from him to take off your panties, he did the same. Your bodies came together again moments later as you moved back on top of him. He crossed his legs as you straddled his hips. He reached down to grasp himself at the base as you lowered yourself slowly onto him. You didn’t need any preparation; he was already hard and filled you gradually, both of you taking your time. You let out a small whimper as he fully filled you; buried to the hilt. You moved your hips slowly as you kissed his lips once more; moaning into his mouth. He wrapped his arms tightly around your torso as you ground yourself against his pelvis; his palms open against the backs of your ribs.

“You’re so perfect.” He said, sincerely, as you pulled away. His expression was softer than soft. You placed your hands flat against his bare chest as you moved leisurely against him. He let out the softest of moans and whimpers as you worked him up. “You make me so happy.” He continued and you couldn’t help but smile in reply. His orgasm built slowly and you relished in his pleasure; taking the time to study his face and facial expressions. His entire face scrunched up as his eyes bolted shut as he came inside of you. You gasped along with him and kissed his parted lips chastely as he let out a long whimper. His breath was hoarse as he came down from his high. You moved your lips to kiss his soft pink cheek he moved his hands up and down your sides.

“I love you.” He said as you moved back to look at him. His cheeks were flushed and you couldn’t help but let out a toothy grin.

“I love you too.”

Jin

“You have to make a wish.” Jin grinned as he placed the metal cake stand down gently on the table. Twenty-two candles burned brightly from on top of the white icing.

“You didn’t have to buy me a cake.” You smiled as you sat down on the sofa and leaned forward.

He shook his head and brushed his hand through the air, dismissing your comment. “I’d have made you one but we didn’t finish recording until midnight.” He sat down opposite you as you blew hard. It took you a couple of attempts to blow out all the candles. He smiled gently.

“What did you wish for?” He asked.

You shook your head slowly. “If I tell you it won’t come true.”

His smile turned into a grin. “Ah tosh.” He complained. “I’ll make sure it comes true.” He winked cheekily and your lips curled up in return, meeting his gaze.

“I wished that we would make love tonight.” You admitted.

Jin paused for a moment as an expression of shock creeped over his features. It was quickly replaced by another warm grin. “Is that it?” He teased. “Not a helicopter?”

You shook your head, your cheeks blushing. “That’s it.”

He stood up slowly and walked over to your side of the room, around the glass table.

“Come on then…” He offered his hand. You opened your mouth.

“But…what about the cake?”

He grinned. “It won’t go cold.”

You laughed out loud at this and stood up; your cheeks still warm from your admission. As soon as you got to your feet, Jin bent down and picked you up in a princess-hold. He took you slowly into the adjoining bedroom and gently placed you down on the covers of your bed. You squealed in delight as he moved on top of you and kissed along your neck gently. It tickled a little and he smiled against your skin as your laughter.

“You’re so beautiful.” He murmured in your ear before moving his lips to yours, pecking you once before pulling away. “Considering you are a year older.” You grinned and swatted his arm playfully with your hand. He chuckled gently before moving back to your lips. He kissed you for a long time; slowly building up the heat until your body craved him. His hands slowly stroked your thighs before dipping under your skirt and reaching your panties. He curled his fingers around the edge of the fabric between your legs and pressed his fingers to your clit which throbbed in delight at his touch.

“You’re so swollen.” He whispered as he increased the pressure. You moaned at the contact and reached for his t-shirt shirt. You removed it and sighed at the brief loss of contact as he slipped the fabric over his head. Your eyes roamed over his chest slowly before they settled on his belt buckle. Your hands moved to it and he helped you unfasten it. Once his trousers and underwear were removed he moved to your white tank top and pulled it up and over your shoulders as you worked on the front-clasp of your pink bra.

Once you were both naked, Jin moved down to capture your clit in a kiss. You moaned at the sensation as he moved his plump lips slowly around the bud. After a few minutes, you reached down and pulled him upwards, moving your own hands to his hard length. You stroked him a few times before he reached towards the bedside table and pulled out a small pack of condoms from the top draw. He slipped the piece of latex on quickly before settling himself between your thighs.

He sank himself in, burying himself deeply before pulling back out almost completely. He started off slow; relishing your moans as you wrapped your warmth around him. He moved down to kiss you gently as he increased the pace. The space between your legs quickly heated up at the sensation and you felt the dull edge of pleasure within you as he moved his hips. As things became more heated, he ran his palm down your bare leg and grasped the underside of your knee. Gently, he raised your right leg and moved it upwards until your calf was resting on his shoulder. The change in angle made you groan loudly as his cock brushed your G-Spot delectably.

“Is this okay?” He whispered, his face hovering inches above your own.

“Yes.” You nodded, kissing him gently.

Despite the increased pace, your kisses remained soft and beautiful. You soon felt his body shudder against yours as he gasped into your slightly open mouth. You grasped his waist tightly as he shook against you, caressing his soft hips and the curves where his ribcage started.

“I love you.” He gasped as he slowly slid out of you. He slipped off the condom and discarded it in the bedside bin before moving back to your body. He reached back between your legs; now slick with juices, and pressed his fingers to your clit once more.

“You don’t have to…” You started. You didn’t need to cum. It was enough to have him reach his high.

He shook his head. “Yes I do.”

Suga

It had been a long fucking day and your entire body was exhausted by the time you entered the apartment. The young counter assistant with all the boyfriend problems had phoned in sick again and you had to stay an extra two hours on top of your nine hour shift. You closed the front door behind you and entered the narrow hallway. The lingering smell of cooking filled the air and you immediately headed towards the small kitchen. The plate in the sink told you that Yoongi had already eaten and you checked the fridge automatically. Sure enough, a tinfoil covered dish of lasagne sat on the bottom shelf. You smiled to yourself as you fished it out and dished the helping onto a plate. Yoongi was not one to often cook for himself, especially when he was working from home, but you appreciated that he had done so this time, knowing that you would be hungry when you finally finished your shift. You had forgotten to text him to let him know you would be late.

You put the food in the microwave to reheat and headed towards the small studio at the back of the apartment where you knew Yoongi would be. Sure enough, the door was wide open and you saw your boyfriend sat behind his desk, a pile of sheets of paper surrounding him. He was writing, frantically, and didn’t look up as you approached. He was wearing headphones you saw. You hovered for a moment, wondering whether to interrupt him, before deciding against it.

You heard the microwave ping from down the hall and headed back to the kitchen, passing the bedroom of the way. You considered getting changed out of your pharmacist’s uniform, you always kept a spare set of clothes in the apartment, but decided you didn’t have the energy to do so before eating. You removed your shoes, however, before going back to the kitchen and putting a pot of coffee on the stove to heat while you shovelled the lasagne into your mouth. You sat down at the small kitchen table and after you finished you washed up both plates and the glass dish before pouring yourself another cup of coffee. You had been feeling tired half an hour before but the hot drink seemed to wake you up considerably. You picked up the Stephen King paperback you had been reading from the small bookshelf in the hallway and read at the table for twenty minutes, half-expecting Yoongi to come into the room, having smelt the waft of coffee.

Eventually, looking at your wristwatch with a sigh, you headed back to the studio. The white shirt you were wearing strained a little uncomfortably against your breasts as you walked. You were due a period and felt both bloated and, strangely, horny. You had been thinking about Yoongi all day at work, half-hoping he might pay you a visit as he sometimes did, on the pretence of picking up a new bottle of toothpaste or deodorant. Instead, you had been rushed off your feet by a flurry of inpatient customers, collecting their prescriptions or asking a long list of questions about the ingredients of the vitamins they were buying. Yoongi was still writing away, although the headphones had disappeared. He looked up briefly as you hovered in the doorway.

“Hi.” He muttered, writing a few more words on his sheet of paper. “How was work?”

You sighed. “Exhausting. I thought this day would never fucking end.”

His lips turned up in an apologetic and understanding smile, but he did not look up again.

“How’s the song writing going?” You asked, taking a step into the studio.

He shook his head, jotting down a few more words before crossing them out. “Slow.” He said simply.

“Oh.” You eyed the growing pile of used paper to his left and smiled. It seemed he had gotten a lot written. “Thank you for the lasagne. I hope you don’t mind…I finished it off.”

“It’s no problem.” He continued writing. “I thought you’d be hungry.”

You nodded but he did not see. You turned to leave but found yourself once more hovering in the doorway, unable to bring yourself to leave. “Yoongi?” You asked after a few moments, unsure of whether he had even noticed you were still there.

“Mmm?”

You sighed. “Make love to me.” It wasn’t until the words left your mouth that you realised how much you needed this. You looked at him.

“I’m busy.” He said automatically, not looking up. You wondered whether he had even heard you correctly. Nevertheless, your heart seemed to drop.

“Oh.” You said, slowly turning to leave. You didn’t look back as you walked down the hallway.

“Jeong-sun?” His voice called softly from behind you, you hadn’t even heard him approach you.

Before you could turn towards him, you felt his hand grasp the back of your sleeve and slip into the crook of your elbow, spinning you around. He pressed his lips to yours before you had time to ask what he was doing, opening his lips against yours passionately. It took you a moment to register that he was kissing you but you eventually opened your mouth in return, allowing his tongue to slip gently against yours. He tasted of sweet coffee and you found yourself moaning into his mouth as he pulled you closer by the hips, pulling you almost desperately into him. You moved your hands to the back of his soft, dark green sweater, and brushed your palms against his shoulder blades gently. His hands splayed open at your hips, moving along the covered skin there before dipping lower to your arse, squeezing once, before moving back up to your lower back.

“Jeong-sun.” He whispered, pulling away from your lips to look you in the eyes. You smiled in return as he moved you backwards and pressed you against the wall. His lips moved back to yours and you gasped as his hands moved up along your stomach to your breasts. He pressed them firmly with his palms and you let out a moan at the sensation. It was probably your hormones, but they felt wonderfully full against his hands, despite the slight throbbing sensation from your approaching period. He moved his fingers to the small buttons which ran along the front of the white fabric and started to unbutton them. Your kisses were becoming increasingly frantic as you moved your hands to the back of his head and ran your fingertips through his un-brushed black hair. By the third button he had clearly become inpatient and ripped apart the fabric to uncover your plain white bra; you felt a button or two fly off and hit the soft carpet. You didn’t have time to think about it. A moment later, he pulled down the cups of your bra a little roughly and closed his lips around your hard right nipple.

You couldn’t help but moan loudly as he suckled you, moving from one breast to the other and opening his mouth against the sensitive bud. Your nipples felt extra sensitive and your clit throbbed lusciously. You thought it he carried this on you would end up spontaneously orgasming in your panties. After a deliciously long amount of time Yoongi moved away from your breasts and dropped to his knees. You gasped as he unbuttoned your plain black trousers and quickly pulled the fabric, along with your practical cotton panties, down to your ankles. He bent down further and helped you step out of them, quickly throwing them aside as he moved his head between your legs. He kissed your small patch of pubic hair with closed lips before running his hand along the back of your right thigh. He encouraged you to rest it over his shoulder to give him better access to your cunt. You complied and he moaned against you; licking a wet line from your opening to your swollen clit. His mouth felt amazing. You sighed, closing your eyes as you felt his lips close around your sensitive bud, sucking it between his teeth a few times before letting go. The sensation was beyond overwhelming and you urged your body to hold on a little longer, you wanted this to drag out. You concentrated on keeping your hips still and pressed your lower back firmly against the wall to keep from buckling into his mouth. He moaned against you as he brushed your clit firmly with the flat side of his tongue. You found yourself looking down at him and his eyes flickered up to meet yours, making your heart leap in your chest.

“Yoongi…” You warned. “I’m trying really hard not to cum right now. Not before you’ve taken me to bed.” It came out a whisper but it worked. He flicked your clit one more time with his tongue before getting to his feet. He wrapped his arms firmly around your waist as he reached full height and picked you up, your body straight against his, your feet dangling just inches from the floor. You couldn’t help but let out a small squeal and you saw him grin in response, clearing finding this funny. You were at least ten pounds heavier than him and you found yourself thankful that the bedroom was just next door. He shuffled into the room and almost dropped you onto the bed before crawling on top of you. You both grinned in unison as you kissed; you felt his teeth against your lips and you reached out to brush your palm against his clothed erection. He moaned into your mouth before pulling away to remove your ruined shirt and bra. You took the opportunity to unbuckle his jeans and pull down his pants and boxers.

The head of his cock glistened with pre-cum and, as you changed positions and pushed him down into the quilt, you quickly captured his swollen tip between your lips and moved down his length slowly. His breath hitched in his throat and he uttered a low, purry moan, as he brushed your hair with his hand softly. You pulled away from him slowly and moved up his naked body, capturing his mouth in a kiss once more.

“Here.” Yoongi whispered as you broke the kiss. He moved his hands to your bare hips. “Get on top.”

You complied, straddling his waist as he gazed up at you dreamily from the pillow. His hands stayed on your hips as you grasped the base of his cock with one hand to hold him steady as you lowered yourself onto his length, sinking onto him with a long sigh. You gave yourself a few moments to adjust to his thickness before you moved your hips against him lazily. You felt the tiredness in your limbs from your long day at work and were thankful that Yoongi wanted it just as slowly as you did. You were already soaking and sensitive from having his tongue against your clit and you could feel your orgasm quickly approaching, despite your sleepiness. You had your hands flat against Yoongi’s chest and you leaned down a little to grind your clit against his pubic bone. You moved your hand down to his groin, brushing your open palm against his soft tangle of pubic hair as you increased your pace, pursuing your orgasm. Your breathing increased as you ground your hips against him roughly as your walls pulsated around his length. You let out a series of breathy gasps as pleasure consumed your entire body. He grasped your hips firmly as you came, eventually slowing and stopping your movement altogether as the sensation slowly faded in rushing waves of pleasure.

Yoongi followed moments later. He held onto you even tighter as he moved his hips up to join your still ones. He buckled quickly against you as his pelvis jolted, spilling his seed into you. You felt your eyelids growing heavy by the time he slowed his body; utterly spent and fatigued.

“I love you.” He gasped as he slowly encouraged you from his body, pulling you beside him onto the refreshingly cool bed covers.

“I love you too.” You practically collapsed against him; resting your head on his bare chest and stroking his upper chest absently. “I’m so tired.” You sighed. Your own voice seemed to be coming from far far away.

“Then sleep…” You heard him whisper; his lips brushing your forehead and nose.

“Mmhm.” You expected a reply but realised, with some satisfaction, that you were already asleep.

He aproached you, a little sheepishly, the next day as you put the kettle on to boil in the kitchen.

"Here..." He muttered, holding out his closed fist. You automatically held out your palm to him as he dropped two small objects into it. You looked down and smirked as you observed the missing buttons from your work shirt.

"I'm sorry." He said quietly. "I'll sew them back on for you. Or buy you a new shirt."

You couldn't help but smile in reply. You shook your head. "It's lucky I have a spare shirt for tonight. My boss would kill me..." You leaned over and kissed his lips chastely.

Jungkook

[A.N: Please note that this scenario is imagined with Jungkook’s first girlfriend, shortly before they break up. She has featured in a few of our past scenarios and we imagine her to be quite emotionally manipulative.]

“Make love to me baby.”

“What?” Jungkook’s eyes were impossibly wide, making him look like a startled animal.

You chuckled. “You heard me.” Walking towards him on the bed. “Make love to me.”

Jungkook was watching a video on his laptop, sat cross legged on the centre of the bed. He paused the video. “Oh.” He closed the laptop lid slowly and a little clumsily as though he had been drugged. “I…uh…”

You felt your lower lip stick out defiantly. “Don’t you want to?” Your voice whined. He had been ignoring you all afternoon, instead choosing to call his parents and watch stupid Youtube videos. You had accepted this last request as he told you he hadn’t watched his favourite Youtuber in weeks. He had been alone in the bedroom for ten minutes, however, and you had started to get incredibly bored.

He looked up at you. “Of course I do.” He move the laptop aside to the bedside table as you walked over to him and joined him on the bed. “I love you.” He finished, rather pathetically you thought.

You fought the urge to argue and instead smiled sweetly. “Good.” You moved to kiss his lips and brushed your hand over the crotch of his pants.

“Oh…” He let out a little startled cry against your lips, clearly not expecting things to move so quickly. You sighed.

“I have to go home at seven. It’s half past six already…”

“Oh.” He said again and glanced over at the clock beside his laptop on the bedside table. “I didn’t realise it was so late.”

You ignored him and moved back in to kiss him. You hitched up the skirt of your dress and reached out to take his hand, moving it to the space between your legs. He complied in stroking the wet patch on your panties in little circles as you moaned into his mouth.

“I’m so wet for you.” You whined as he increased the pace, now aware of the time and that this would have to be rushed. You could see him blushing and you took the opportunity to unbuckle his belt. He allowed you to unzip his trousers and pull his boxers down to his knees. You moved your hands to squeeze his perky arse before you removed your own panties from underneath your dress. You lay back and pulled him on top of you. You closed your eyes tightly and waited for him to penetrate but the moment did not come. Instead, when you looked at him, you saw him reaching down and stroking himself. Your eyebrows crumpled.

“What’s taking so long? Just put it in me.” You reached out to his cock and were disappointed to find that he was not yet hard.

“I’m sorry.” He said, embarrassed, once he felt your hand around him. “It won’t take long, I promise.”

You fought the urge to sigh heavily and instead ran your hand along his length quickly, encouraging his blood to flow south. It took him longer than expected, but eventually, he became engorged. You had to stop yourself from turning your head to check the time on the bedside clock.

“Finally.” You rolled your eyes.

“I’m sorry.” He said again. “Don’t you want me to use a condom?”

You shook your head. “Not enough time.”

He looked down at you, concerned. “But I thought you stopped taking the pill?”

You couldn’t help but sigh this time. “It made me gain weight.”

He paused. “I know, that’s not what I meant.”

You found yourself snapping. “What do you mean, you know?” Was he calling you fat?

His own brow furrowed as he realised what he had just said. “I didn’t mean…I don’t think.” He started, trying to explain himself. You found yourself sitting up on the bed and he moved away from you.

“You said you didn’t notice…” You said, your voice growing louder.

“I didn’t.” He said, pathetically. “I just meant that you aren’t taking the pill any longer so we should be careful.”

You opened your mouth to speak but found your eyes flicking towards the clock, finally. It was five to seven. “I have to go.” You said, coldly, moving from the bed and picking up your discarded panties. He watched you pitifully. You smoothed down the skirt of your dress and picked up your handbag from the floor. “Don’t think I’ll forget about this.” You said in a low voice before walking out of the room. Jungkook watched as you closed the door and collapsed backwards against the bed quilt, covering his eyes with his arm in shame as your footsteps receded down the hall.

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BTS Scenario 7 - S/O Suprising them when they’re away.

Jin

It was the first time so far in your relationship that you had both been a part for more than 2 months and to say it was beginning to take its toll on you both was an understatement. The late-night calls, the lack of text messages and the tired expressions you’d see each other make whenever you would video chat. You loved him and he loved you, that was something neither of you ever had to question but being not only a part from each other but on completely different time zones was starting to affect you both negatively. You wanted to see him so bad but when he would call you at 3am your time you’d snap at him, or just fall asleep while still on the call. You decided you had had enough and contacted the company to make sure it was okay for you to get your ass on a plane and fly yourself to see him. It had only been a couple of months since Jin decided he didn’t want you to be a secret anymore and happily paraded around holding your hand everywhere he went. The fans were somewhat accepting. Of course, no matter what there was always going to be some negative comments.

Your hands were sweating as you stood backstage with the rest of the crew watching the boys on stage on a small screen in the dressing room. Jin had no idea you were there, neither did any of the guys. They were on their last song and no matter how much time past seeing Jin always gave you butterflies in your stomach. You could hear the crowd scream and the music come to an end and you knew in a matter of a minute you’d finally be back in his arms; even if he was sweaty. When he first walked back-stage he didn’t even see you in amongst the crew. It was Jimin who first spotted you giving you a huge smile and a hug before shouting at Jin for ignoring you. You wished you had a camera to capture his face when he turned his head to see you. Within seconds he was in front of you. His hands on your cheeks pulling you to him for a kiss. “I missed you so much.”

Yoongi

You had known for weeks prior that Yoongi would be expected away for over a month to work on new music with a western artist but it didn’t make it any easier when the time came. You said your goodbyes in your apartment instead of the airport like you would usually do. When Yoongi questioned you about it you said you were tired. He had already planned to video call you as soon as he got into the hotel. Not long after he left you started setting up your surprise. Pink and blue balloons everywhere and fairy lights as the only source of light giving the room a warm glow. You set the camera up to take a timed photo. You positioned yourself in the middle of the balloons and lights taking out a line of photos and holding them up to your stomach. You smiled looking down seeing the photos of your unborn baby. In a matter of months you’d both becoming parents. Yeah it wasn’t planned and not the best timing considering he was in the middle of his career but children had been something you had both spoken about and both wanted. You looked towards the camera smiling just as the flash went off to capture the moment. Within minutes the photo had been sent to Yoongi and you knew he wouldn’t check his phone until he was in the hotel and ready to call you so you had a while to wait on his reaction yet. You had been lost in a world of your own as you tidied your apartment you always decided to give it a good spring clean whenever Yoongi was away it took your mind off missing him. Your phone rang out from another room and you practically ran to answer it had been hours since you sent him the picture. You answered the to call to a smiling and rather tearful Yoongi. He was wiping away a stray tear on his cheek as you said hello. “We are going to be parents. I can’t believe it!” He couldn’t stop the smile that was spread across his face. He really was the light of your life and now you’d have an even smaller version.

Hoseok

Dating Hoseok had never been easy but it was worth every second. Even when he was a world away he never failed to make it feel like he was right by your side. Even when his day time was your night he’d take time out to message you and keep you updated on his day to day life. You’d wake up to voice notes and selfies. You were never sure if it was because he knew how much you missed him or because he missed you just as much but either way you loved waking up to the many stories he couldn’t wait to tell you. It wasn’t often that he’d be away for months at a time normally it was only a few weeks but this time was it was much longer. Seeing his face on a screen just really wasn’t the same and you were beginning to feel rather empty without him around. From the phone calls you had you could tell it was taking its toll on him to. He described you as his calm in the middle of the chaos. You knew that there was a planned fan meet in a couple of days so you contacted the team in charge making plans to go. You told Hoseok you wouldn’t be able to do the planned video call as you had to go to dinner with your family, he was disappointed but he understood how important family was so he didn’t mind. Little did he know what you had planned.

You had been together for over a year but still hadn’t went public yet. You had spoken about it many times but always decided it would happen when it was meant to happen so you were nervous stood in a room filled with army who had no clue who exactly you were. The fan meet started and the boys walked in greeting fans from where they stood. Namjoon clocked you instantly and went to notify Hoseok but you shook your head back at him hoping he’d catch on. He did giving you a smile and nod however you watched on as he whispered into the other members ears letting them know not to give away your presence until Hoseok noticed himself. You watched on as they met so many fans you watched how Hoseok’s face light up as he talked away. He really truly adored his fans and it was lovely to see. You were up next and lucky for you Hoseok was third in line you just had to see Jin and Taehyung first both giving you the biggest smiles. Hoseok looked up clocking exaclty who you were not knowing how he should react. “You know you’re my favourite member.” You leaned over whispering in his ear. He decided at that moment he didn’t care who knew he needed to kiss you pulling you close to him and giving you a slow kiss a tear running down his cheek. “I can’t believe you’re actually here.”

Namjoon

You had gotten used to spending weeks apart and the early morning or late-night phone calls or even going a couple days without speaking. It was never easy but you got by. This time though. This time was different you missed him more than normal. It had been a while since he had gone away and you had fallen into a false sense of comfort. You had become used to sleeping beside him, waking up to kiss him every morning and having him by your side as you both went along with your daily life. You had always had a sort of long-distance relationship with his work schedule always being hectic but it had never affected you this way before. Seeing his face on the phone was nothing compared to seeing him in front of you. You decided you couldn’t go any longer and made all the required arrangements to go and surprise him. The crew had been nothing but helpful towards you when you told then your plans on surprising Namjoon. They were due to perform on a live TV show in a matter of days so they were spending the following day in rehearsals where you planned to walk in and surprise him. The boys were told that the rehearsals would be filmed so they really had to give it their all. You walked in holding a camera hiding your face filming them as they really danced their hearts out. As soon as they finished you lowered the camera handing it to another staff member and smiling at them all. “You know you really never fail to blow me away with your talent.” You spoke proudly as Namjoon practically ran over to you already out of breath but picking you up off your feet. “Tell me I’m not dreaming.” He whispers as he nuzzles his face into your hair wishing he could make that moment last forever. He had missed you just as much as you had missed him.

Jimin

Sometimes it wasn’t just Jimin who was away but you. Being away from your family affected you just as much being away from him did. Normally Jimin always went along with you to visit your family but his schedule didn’t allow it this time. You’d be going home for a month and when you returned Jimin would be due to leave on tour. You really should have planned it for when he was away but you were missing your parents so much. You worried about him when you were away from him. When you were together you were always around to make sure he wasn’t over working himself and eating enough so when you weren’t around you found yourself constantly worrying. You only ever wanted what was best for him and you knew how hard he could be on himself at times and it broke your heart. You wished he could see in himself exactly what you saw in him. You didn’t care if it was cheesy but you had prepared so many sticky notes to surprise him with when you were away. You had hidden them around the place hoping he’d find them. Every time he found one he’d take a photo with it sending it to you. The first note he found was a simple “Remember I love you.” he couldn’t stop himself from smiling when he found it reminding himself to put it somewhere safe as it was these small things that reminded him of how much he truly did love you and the small gesture was something he didn’t want to forget. The notes that followed ranged from reminding him to eat, to rest and to always remember that not only you but that army were behind him no matter what.

Taehyung

There had been many times where Tae had surprised you by sending you gifts to your work, to turning up out the blue when he was meant to be on tour simply saying he missed you when you quizzed him as to why he was stood in front of you despite being needed elsewhere. He often joked about shrinking you and taking you everywhere with him. Of course you’d love to spend more time with him but being a part at times really did make your relationship stronger. It reminded you to cherish every moment. Just one time you wanted to return the favour and surprise him when he least expected it. He was always treating you like a princess you wanted him to feel just as special and loved. You searched up online flowers that signify love. You got all the hotel details from another member and decided to put your plan in action. You had a lot of orders to make. The first night Taehyung returned to his hotel room to find a bouquet of peonies in white, red and pink with a note that simply read. “Just a reminder of my love for you. Always yours Y/N” The next day he returned to find lavender coloured matthiola incana with a note “These are meant to symbolise happiness. Every day you never fail to bring a smile to my face and bring true happiness in my life. Yours always Y/N.” The third day he arrived to find a bouquet of ranunculus (buttercups) in red and bright yellow with a note attached. “These flowers symbolise charm and attraction. Every day I find you more and more attractive like a fine wine you keep on getting better with age. Yours always Y/N.” The fourth day he returned to his room to find a bouquet of all red tulips. “These are simple yet stand for so much. Red tulips symbolise true love. Yours always Y/N.” The fifth day he was almost certain you’d have run out of ideas; his hotel room was beginning to look like floristry. However, he returned to his room to opened the door to scattered rose petals. He followed them further in to find you sat on the edge of his bed holding a single red rose. “I don’t think I need a note to go along with this one.” You grinned back at him.

Jungkook

Time went by so slow when Jungkook was on tour. Days felt like weeks and well when he was away for a matter of months they almost felt like a year. Being with him was so easy he constantly brought joy to your life. You wouldn’t change him for anything in the world. Despite dating for over a year you had only really ever seen him perform in person a handful of times. You’d be there every performance if you could often spending nights when he was away watching his performances online. When an event was on that you couldn’t attend you were very much one with the fans sharing the same streaming link so you could watch him. You had already planned to fly out to see him in a few weeks and every phone call you seemed to have together was just filled with plan making on what you wanted to do together. He had so much he wanted to show you. As each day dragged the more you found yourself falling deeper and deeper into a miserable hole you had to do something. You made sure all the right connections were made and got yourself on a flight.

You stood at the very front of a crowd of thousands of people waiting to see BTS. You and Jungkook hadn’t quite went public yet fans had only ever speculated so your palms were sweating with nerves. You just hoped that he would at least notice you. The whole crew knew you were there they were all on board with you surprising him and had already made arrangements to help you get backstage after the show. The lights were dimmed and the screams began. You felt your heart begin to race as the boys took to the stage. You even found yourself doing the fan chants along with the fans. You knew it off by heart at this point. Your nerves had been for nothing as after only minutes on stage Jungkook’s eyes met yours. He wasn’t one for being distracted when on stage but soon as he saw your face he lost all his thoughts. He couldn’t wipe the smile from his face the other guys soon clicked on to what he was looking at all making points to come across to where you were standing in the crowd. For the rest of the show you could tell Jungkook was going over the top and putting everything into it to try impress you not that he ever needed to try. You couldn’t wait to get backstage to finally have him in your arms again.

Author note

Requests still open! Been working on a lot of writing here and there but finally got this one finished! I’m thinking of maybe posting one shots based on song lyrics please let me know if this is something you’d be interested in reading and with which members! Feedback appreciated hope you all enjoy!

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juleswolverton-hyde · 6 years ago

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Selflessly golden

Genre: Fluff, Idol AU

Pairing: idol!Jungkook x Reader

Warning: No warnings apply.

Author’s note: Happy twenty-first birthday to the golden maknae, our beloved cinnamon roll whose sweet character is too good for this world: Jungkook!

Even though this shall never be read by the actual lad himself, I nevertheless hope he has a day filled with love and friends.

Here’s to more years with you.

Masterlist

The scent of burned out candles hangs in the air, the barely noticed homely atmosphere mellowly illuminated by the former Christmas lights now functioning as fairy lights draped over the shedua beams, the tranquillity disturbed by the occasional sniffle or soft snore coming from the man who has finally come home to the palm green sheets after months of touring, just in time for the birthday today: his.

Arms pull the body back once the other presence resting on the collection of pillows in shades of ink black, snow white, stone grey and a forest tone matching the duvet, further igniting the wanting to simply lie down once more and curl up against the figure whose ghost has provided comfort in the period the real persona was away. Fingers clamp around the restriction and endeavour to pry it loose, but the attempt fails as the hold strengthens and arm veins, created over many intense hours in the gym and practice room, pop out. A nose presses itself into the fabric of the stolen shirt smelling of passionfruit with a bitter orange tang that now functions as a sleeping top, drowsily mumbling against the covered skin with the slightest hint of neediness. ‘Y/N, don’t... go. Stay... here. Wanna... cuddle.’

Though the temptation to give in is great, it is nevertheless resisted, even as a second attempt fails and the muzzling of already messy ebony locks whilst smiling affectionately at the barely awake boy clinging on like a koala does not much more in the way of escaping the bed. ‘Kookie, let me go. It’s time for breakfast.’

Evidently felt through the clothing, lips pout and despite not seeing it directly, the hesitant frown portraying being caught in the battle between food and a few more minutes of sleep is undoubtedly formed on the young man’s handsome face. In spite of not being mentally prepared for any sort of meal as of yet, the stomach rumbles with the wish for nourishment, but it does not seem to faze the current company. ‘Come on, I’m hungry.’

A lie, but otherwise, there will not be enough time to set up the first surprise of the day, which will only be beneficial to the both of us.

‘I just... back. Missed... you. Few... min-‘ the rest of the ungrammatical sentence is left unspoken as Jungkook has slipped into unconsciousness again, the aftermath of giving concerts night after night with very little time to rest in the meantime, the precious days off which were, as per usual, spent with phone and Skype calls to home at sometimes foolish hours when not being with the rest of BTS, reclaiming the artist.

The hold weakens enough to achieve the set goal of fleeing the bed for a few moments to quietly slip away to the hallway of which the floor is made of oak, gleaming after yesterday’s bi-daily clean-up session, and an alabaster and grey-striped wallpaper adorning the walls before heading down the white-lacquered stairs and arrive in the small kitchen, furniture and appliances tinted in matte shades of dusk, set against bleak walls on top of a cypress linoleum floor.

Soon the narrow space is filled with the scent of freshly baked bread, that truly stems from the reheated multigrain buns bought at the local bakery, and the clamor of a meal consisting of the dreamer’s favourites in the process of preparation against a backdrop of the playlist composed by him during this tour and sent the moment it was finished. Since it was received, it has been constantly put on replay, so much so that now even the unknown songs are known by heart. It was the only thing directly connecting us beside the contact through screens via texts or calls by blue light.

It is a piece of home continuously away travelling to bring amazing music to those deaf to it and to those who have heard it before and follow it like the Pied Piper.

It is the exclusive loving part of him meant solely for one pair of ears, the way through which to say the three simple words that have ever only been said out loud by myself: “I love you”.

It has never been easy, especially in the beginning when management wanted all boys to focus on their careers as idols, even more so after debut, romantic interests being seen as mere unnecessary interference and a potential distraction from reaching the set goals. After all, the fans would have to be given a chance to explore the personalities of seven handsome young men, maybe even have a shot with them, unlikely as it is. Flirt a bit on stage and during fanmeets, show aegyo that captures the hearts of ARMYs around the globe and never give off the message of being in an established relationship.

The fights with agents and even their own manager have always been inevitable once the subject comes up, Jungkook fiercely refusing to give up on the one thing that feels like a home outside the dorm shared with his best friends, who have tried to talk him into surrender in the past with clenched jaws and heavy hearts, ashamed to be asking the maknae to abandon what gives at least some sense of normalcy in a reality that is constantly getting busier as fame grows. During those days, the phone calls were stained with a hint of sorrow on the end of the man who was a mere boy at the beginning of the journey that has been going on for the past five years, sobs desperately trying to be contained since the gravity of the situation did not have to affect the other party as it did him.

But it did, since a break-up in best interest was frequently thought about as copious factors seemed to be against us, so many people just waiting for the opportunity they pushed to appear and be taken advantage of. Once, the idea was brought to the table during a quiet gaming night in, Jungkook going silent at the inquiry at first only to burst out into an uncharacteristic passionate argumentation without room for commentary as to why the very concept of going our separate ways just so others could gain their right was absurd. Tears began to well at the suggestion of living without one another when the well-reasoned rage had subsided, the memory of the shivering shattered composure of the beloved still imprinted in the arms that held him tight throughout the night with the promise to be there when morning came and all the mornings thereafter.

And that promise has never been broken.

From a small Tupperware box in the lacquered cupboard overhead, is the small cupcake retrieved that was left over from the batch made a week ago, all others given to friends coming randomly over to fill the silent apartment for a few hours when the one it is actually shared with is not around, and specially saved for this occasion, this being emphasized by the silver wrapper and golden-sprayed buttercream on top.

It is placed on the large serving tray fished from the drawer beneath the gas plate on a small saucer beside the two winter white red-rimmed dishes of multigrain buns - one displaying two stuffed with a bacon omelette cut in half to fit the tiny breads and the other plating two filled with a natural omelette on a bed of lettuce - beneath the medium-sized bowl from which two forks protrude filled with a fruit salad and two glasses of banana milk.

Our favourites, unfortunately not showcased in unison enough in the years spent together, but each time they are, the mere sight provides an indescribable comfort that can only be endeavoured to be described as a safe haven in a world that is ruled by the madness of the public eye and even this description does not come anywhere close to the actual feeling.

Upstairs the bed seems to be empty aside from the sleeping blanket burrito that rolls instinctively over at the sound of footsteps heading up the stairs, their creaking loud in the morning hush and making the nose scrunch up in the hope the noise does not wake the dreamer, bare back exposed to the cool September air blowing through the window of which the curtains softly sway on the breeze betraying there is still someone occupying the sheets.

Gently the tray is set down on the basswood nightstand that was formerly a crate used for the transport of goods in the harbour, reticent steps made around the bed to sit down on the edge of the other side and let fingers glide over smooth muscled skin, writing the message that still is showing in everything we do: I love you. Jungkook has never said the three words out loud, but rather shows it by texts checking up on well-being or just to wish a good night or good morning, and if there is time, the conversations held deep into the night, some resulting in dozing off together whilst the Skype call keeps going only to see the “call ended” screen come morn because the internet connection has fallen away during the night. However, there have been fortunate days when the sleepy face of the sweet singer displayed on the screen is the first thing seen at the beginning of the day.

Notwithstanding, it never beats this: being in the same room, able to touch each other instead of endeavouring to do so by holding our hands to the electronic wall separating us, hearing the softest of sniffles and snores which turn into appreciating hums when digits run through silky onyx locks, the colour he always returns to even when the more crazier ventures befit the young man quite well too.

A wavering hand wanders the air for a bit before clamping down on the forearm, giving it a powerful jerk which makes the body fall on the mattress, head resting on the collection of pillows once more. The sleeper turns on his side and wraps strong arms around the waist, pulling us together in a tight embrace, wherein I instinctively curl up into him. A chaste kiss on the forehead is followed by the drowsily mumbled uncharacteristic words that were thought never to be heard directly. ‘I love you too.’ From beneath full lashes of hooded eyes, the dark friendly orbs light up with a slight hint of mischief at the view of surprise etched into my features, a grin reminiscent of a bunny forming on the lips. ‘Good morning, by the way.’

‘It’s your birthday, not mine.’ Once there had been a joke about how it would be a splendid present for growing yet another year older to hear the reciprocated confession out loud instead of it being shown through gestures and although it was laughed off, the serious hint of contemplation in Jungkook’s gaze could not be denied.

‘Not important, doesn’t make me want to say it less because I should do so more often. You always tell me you love me and I never confirm it.’ Long fingers caress the left cheek, push a strand of hair gone astray aside and trace every detail of the face. ‘I really should.’

‘You’re too sweet, but I know you rather show than tell and that’s perfectly alright. Nonetheless, do you know what you really should do now?’ An eyebrow rises in confusion, forehead slightly creasing in wonder as to what requires to be done, making the corners of the mouth curl up in delight at the prepared surprise waiting to be seen. ‘Turn around.’

The warm protection fades, the temperature seeming to drop with a few degrees immediately when the hug is broken off to turn to the bedside table from which the comforting scent of freshly baked, reheated, bread permeates the air. With clear glee, Jungkook hoists himself up and picks up the tray filled with food to place it on our laps after me following suit, back resting against the cushions and nestled into his side, sheets covering our legs. ‘You did this?’

‘Of course, silly. It’s your birthday.’ Briefly, there is a silence as an unsure gaze drifts off to the sheets, staring deeply into the palm green at the sudden realization of a privilege that has been had all this time yet the meaning of it has never fully dawned until now. ‘And I’m glad you share it with me even though the guys can come over to celebrate.’

Every year if the singer is home, even during tour when thousands of ARMY sing “Happy birthday” and organize amazing projects, it is simply us two truly celebrating his birthday either via Skype after the show to talk the night away or in this way with the whole day to ourselves to play “Overwatch” and binge watch anime. The day after is preserved to hold a kind of after-party with the rest of the band and even then, I am there. That is pure happiness for the maknae: having all the ones who are held dear get along and coming together to rejoice in the growing older of one who is loved in return just as much.

The reverie is halted by the swipe of a finger over the nose, leaving behind a dollop of golden buttercream. Surprised by this sudden act, eyes dart to the side where a teasing lopsided grin challenges me to do something in return, before it turns soft and the frosting is nipped off with a tender kiss that changes into a sugary trail of pecks to the lips.

‘Tomorrow’s another day fit for festivities, but we’re all still knackered from the tour so I don’t think they’d be up for it. Today, I just want to lie in bed with you, relax and eat this. Once a year I can be selfish, so you bet I’ll make use of that chance.’

A shake of the head, denying the statement laced with what can be mistaken for egotism via a reassuring voice nuancing it. ‘You’re still being selfless. I mean, you can easily rest up by finally catching up on all those hours without sleep like the others, energize the way we introverts do by simply being alone and yet you want to spend the day with someone, with me. I can’t call that being selfish because that would entail doing what I just said, even though we would be alone together.’

The singer’s head resting on top of mine, fingers entwine in the temporary hush in which the denial is contemplated whilst stares fix on the bundle of digits, his thumb softly caressing mine, until Jungkook breaks the silence. ‘Is it selfish to want to spend the day with the one I want to keep to myself since you’re a source of energy aside from solitude and I get jealous whenever I notice other men giving you attention, even my own friends, or is it indeed generous to, tired as I still am, spend the little energy I have regained with the girl I always feel like is being neglected during touring despite all that we do to keep in contact?’ A loving kiss on the back of the lifted hand, followed by one on the left temple, a soft chuckle once the joyful grin is noticed and formed by his doing. ‘I don’t know, but what I do know is that I find happiness either way.’

Nevertheless, it is evident the former applies since the young man is all but egocentric.

The maknae is charitable in the colour the artist has made his own, has formed into a title.

He is selflessly golden.

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femikpop · 6 years ago

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It’s on You And I | BTS: Burn The Stage

Tittle: It’s on You And I | BTS: Burn The Stage Words: 1.8K Pairing: Sou/Everybody; 8th Member of BTS Summary: Sou in BTS: Burn the Stage ep.4

‘Brazil was probably my favourite place to perform.’, Sou said, smiling to the camera. She looked down for a second, just remembering the whole day and show. ‘Few people from my family came to Brazil, especially for the concert. The most important person, who I haven’t seen for a long time was my grandma. She lives in Havana and never really had a chance to see me, us, performing live. She couldn’t come the last time we were near ner. She’s also not a very big fan of going to America. She doesn’t like the fact that she can’t speak with anyone there, because of her lack of the language. So, when there was even some rumours, that we’re coming to South America, I got a phone call from her with a message, that we’re gonna see each other soon, because she just booked tickets to Brazil.’, Sou said laughing and shaking her head, just remembering her grandmother’s voice, when she told her about it.

‘Is she important to you?’

‘Very much.’, Sou answered immadiately. ‘I’m not able to see her often and facetime or Skype conversations are never gonna replace a hug or conversation with a person, that you love and miss the most. When we were living in Cuba, me and my sister would spend whole days at my grandma’s house, when our parents would work. Even later, elmost every summer we were there. And then it had to be stopped. My siblings and parents still go there quite often, but I’m not able due to my work. And I think, it’s the thing that I miss the most.’, she explained, strying to have clear face and not to start to cry, because that topic would always make her very emotional. ‘My mom always says, that my grandmother brings the Cuban side of me and without her sometimes I’m becoming soppy girl, who’s lacking attitude.’, she added, laughing.

'Soo-Min!’, familiar voice went through the dressing room. It was thirty minutes to the show and everybody were staring to get ready for the concert. Sou was extremly nervous, knowing that special people would be watching her that night.

Sou snapped head from her phone, looking at the door, with her eyes wide open. Her sight immediatelly went to the short older woman with black hair and very visable BTS shirt and Sou’s name on the back. She smiled widely and jumped off the chair, running to the woman. She hugged her tightly and almost didn’t want to let go.

‘Hi! How are you?’, she exclaimed in Spanish, forgetting that anyone else was in the room. She knew that Spanish would be the best language to talk to her. Her grandma’s Korean wasn’t bad, but it would always take her a lot more time to express everything. And Sou really did want to make her comfortable, even with the boys around. They had no idea what was going on, but just seeing the woman, brought smile to their faces. They’ve never seen her in person, but many times when Sou was talking to her. ‘How was your flight?’, Sou added.

‘Good, good.’, her grandma said, trying to get Sou’d hair out of her face, which made her roll eyes. She always hated, when she would do that. It made her feel like a three year old child, who still needs a lot of help from adults, even if everybody when it wasn’t the intention. ‘Ah, I missed you so much, Soo-Minnie.’, she added, hugging her granddaughter one more time.

‘But what are you doing here? You’re supposed to watch the show. It’s starting in twenty minutes.’, Sou said, furrowing her eyebrows.

‘Your lovely manager came to us and asked if few of us wanted to come and see you before the show. And I just couldn’t wait and hug you out, so I came before the concert!’, she explained with a lot of emotions. It was veyr known, that Sou’s grandma’s voice was naturally very loud as if she was screaming, when she was the sweetest person in the world. She would always ask about the boys and take care of them, even from the far. ‘I just wanted to wish you luck and finally meet my boys.’, she added, pointing at seven members, sitting in the room. ‘Should I speak in Korean now?’, she almost whispered to Sou, making her giggle.

‘It’s okay. I’m gonna translate to them. I’m doing this for the last few days already.’, Sou said, laughing a little. Then she turned aroung to the rest, gaining all of the attention in the room. 'Everybody, this is my grandma.', she said in Korean. They all started to nod and bow, trying to be respectful and nice to her.

'This is grandma May?', Jungkook asked, poting at the older woman. He had his mouth slightly open and was a lottle shocked. Sou just nodded with a smile and looked at the woman, trying to guess if she understood, what he said. She smiled at the young boy as he came closer to her. 'I must say, that I don't know how did you did that, but thank you for teaching Sou how to cook. She's really amazing and if I wouldn't be so in love with Korean food, I would drfinately start to eat Cuban cuisine.', he said, bowing in front of her and holding her hand. Grandma just laughed at his reaction and hugged his tightly.

'Jungkook, right?', she asked and boy just nodded with a smile. 'Ah, you're such a pretty boy. I remember when Soo-Min showed me your photo, before you debiuted. I thought that you're her size, but look at you. All grown up and big!', she exclaimed and patted his shoulders.

'I wanna a hug too!', Jin exclaimed from the couch she was sitting. As soon as grandmother opened her arms, he ran towards her and hugged her really closely. She almost tripped, but Jin helped her to stay stable. 'Thank you for coming!'

'Of course. I just wanted to support my little girl here.', she said, poking Sou's cheek, which she rolled eyes at. She knew something like that would happen, so there was no surprise into it. 'And I wanted to finally meet the seven boys, that my granddaughter is spending most of her days now!', she exclaimed, making everyone smile for some reason. It was so cuter for them to hear someone trying to speak in Korean and actually being really good at it. Of course she made mistakes, but they all understood it and appreciated the effort. 'Also I wanted to say to Namjoon, that I've sent second package of food for Soo-Min, so that hate towards you for breaking everything inside is not true.', she added and stroked his cheek slightly.

‘Everytime we come to America, I immediately feel sorry for Namjoon.’, Sou said with a laugh. ‘He has so much work. Not only as a leader, but also as the best English speaker in the group. He talks a lot and has to translate everything back and forth. And change the answers, when some of the guys will say something stupid.’, she said, shaking her head, just thinking about the things some of the boys said in previous interviews. ‘I mean, people say it’s me, who’s the best at talking, but it’s his job, so why should I interrupt him?’, she laughed.

The whole moment of Jin and Taehyung’s fight for Sou was just stupid and unnecessary. It was minutes before the concert and they should be focused for the fans and not starting some conflicts between each other.

‘Are you serious, right now?’, Sou asked with blank face. She had no idea how to react to the whole conversation. They juts got their jackets on, ready for the performance, while both of the members still weren’t talking. It was something, that she just couldn’t hande. ‘We’re minutes before the show and you’re fighting about the spacing problem on stage?’, she asked raising her eyebrow. Both of them looked at her and rest of the members got her attention too. ‘Choreography is important, but what is more important is the fact to give a good show and make our fans feel like they’re at home. That it’s their place to be. That they could just come here and enjoy the show and forget about their problems and have fun. They travel hundreds of miles to see us, save money for months or years and you just gonna fight because of the spacing problem? Please stop.’, she rolled her eyes. ‘If you’re gonna be late, then nothing is gonna happen. You’re just gonna be late. But the difference is, that you will have smile on your face instead of the guilt of the stupid fight before the show over something like this. So the two of you better suck it up and make up, because if not eveybody is gonna see it on stage. It’s something, that you’re not able to hide it inside yourself.’, she ended, walking out of the room.

‘I just though it was so stupid.’, Sou said shaking her head. ‘Fights happen and it’s normal. But not when you have to perform in front of such a big audience, especially when you know, that it’s something that might not happen again for a very long time. We never know when it’s gonna be our next tour in America. So I think we should be more grateful and not do such stupid things.’, she explained. ‘We fight because we’re different people. We have different personalities. Me and Jimin fight a lot. We clash sometimes really hard, we’re both very easy to get angry. But we always make sure to step out of the way from each other, when we know it’s not necessary.’, she said, remembering everything what happened in the past. Sometimes it was hard and they said two words too many to each other, but always came back together. ‘I’m happy, that they got together, because it just broke my heart a little to see them angry at each other. They’re my brothers and to see them like this is hard. So when they hugged at the very end, it made me feel better and like things are on their places.’

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dearhopeworld · 7 years ago

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get to know me (: or not :(

RULES - Answer 15-20 questions and tag 15-20 followers you would like to get to know better. I was tagged by the very lovely @megjin ♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥

NAME - Jen

NICKNAME – Jen, Papa Bear, Koala ( @xnamjoon you know I don’t recognized this as a nickname holy shit LOL)

ZODIAC SIGN - Leo

HEIGHT - 5'3

LANGUAGES SPOKEN – English and Cantonese

NATIONALITY - Chinese American

ORIENTATION - Bi

FAVOURITE FRUIT – strawberries

COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE – MMMMMM coffee and tea

FAVOURITE SEASONS – Autumn

FAVOURITE FLOWER(s) - roses

FAVOURITE SCENTS – coffee, my blanket after I just did laundry, walking into work to the smell of crepes after being gone for a few days

FAVOURITE COLOURS – red, black, white

FAVOURITE ANIMALS - BEARS♥

AVERAGE HOUR OF SLEEP – 4-8 there’s no average for me

DOG OR CAT PERSON - dog

FAVOURITE FICTIONAL CHARACTER – Nightwing, Robin, Red Hood… the whole BatFam tbh, Captain America, The Winter Solider, Levi and Eren from SNK, Oikawa from Haikyuu, Lelouch from Code Geass

NUMBER OF BLANKETS YOU SLEEP WITH - 3

DREAM TRIP – Japan, Korea (hoping for both next year), England

BLOG ESTABLISHED – 2011. Oh boy this blog has been through SO MANY fandom changes. Anime, bands, youtubers, comics….

FOLLOWER COUNT – A little over 1K (:

RANDOM FACT(s) – time to follow the train and list ten like Megan did

1. I’ve listen to BTS when DOPE came out, but never got into them then. My cousin tried to get me into them, but I declined and well now here I am.

2. I share the same birthday as NCT’s Mark. (MY BBY BOY ToT)

3. I may be a BTS blog but GOT7 is my ULT group.

4. I am from the same area as GOT7’s Mark. Like not just LA, but the specific area he is from. For his birthday there were posters up in the billboard areas celebrating it at the mall. And they had one for Jinyoung too♡

5. I love driving. It is the easiest way for me to relieve stress and get out of a mild funk. I drive a car that is like a baby sports car and I’ve had street raced before. The adrenaline rush is one the greatest thing in the world.

6. I go see Fall Out Boy yearly with my best friend if they are touring. So far, for the past 3 years we haven’t missed one. They are my top group of groups. They have helped me through the darkest parts of my life so far. I had the pleasure of getting to participate in one of their meet and greets and I will NEVER forget Patrick’s “of course” when I asked for a hug. It still rings in my ear whenever I think about it. I love them. I love them a lot.

7. I’m trying my best to not talk about myself a lot when I talk to people. I had someone that I loved and was really close to me tell me “you only think about yourself and talk about yourself” and that shit stuck with me.

8. I have known one best friend for 16 years and the other for 12 and they mean the most to me. They are my biggest support system and I love them so fucking much. One of them moved 6 hours away, but when the three of us get together it’s probably the best moments of my life.

9. I’m a very nostalgic person and sometimes I get stuck in the past.

10. My first photocard ever was Yoongi.

Let’s tag; @cyphersjay @cyphersjay @lhoseokl @uknowbts @monstajoonie @ksjjhs @omfgbts @velvethoseok

#the lunatic moon swallows me #the fucking 10 facts about me I had no idea what to write #like I don't want to fucking brag #but that's what always happens and then I'm like :|

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jjk-emotrash · 7 years ago

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Jungkook Imagine #1 - Backstage (NSFW)

Warnings: Fluff, smut (dry humping, nipple play, hickies)

She always loved watching him perform. The look of pure concentration and confidence on his face was a beauty to behold. It was a side of him she would never be able to fully comprehend. On stage, Jungkook wasn’t the dorky and shy boy she had grown to love over the 15 years they had known each other. Instead, he was like one of those Instagram fuckboys who believed they could easily have any girl he wanted on her back with her legs spread. She knew that that wasn’t really him, it was his ‘alter ego’, and he was always afraid to show that side of himself to her. In his eyes, she was far too precious to do that too. Not that a part of him didn’t want to, of course. They were happy as they could be and the two-year gap between them didn’t matter in the slightest. All that mattered was that they were comfortable together. Safe and warm in each other’s embrace. Not really in a relationship per se, mainly due to him not being able to date, but definitely more than just close friends.

BTS was currently on tour, performing to thousands of fans, travelling the world, doing what they loved more than anything else. Most of the time, when the boys toured she couldn’t see them, being in college. However, by some lucky coincidence, she able to travel with the boys for three months while she was on break for summer. A month in, she knew the setlist like the back of her hand and knew which parts to watch out for. She became good friends with their stylists and the stage crew. She was basically part of the family. Despite this, the best part of touring with the boys was actually relaxing with Jungkook in his dressing room backstage before the show. The boys had to be at the stadium a few hours early for a sound check so they usually had about half an hour to relax before the boys were called to go get mic-ed up before the show actually started.

It was in this half an hour that all her favourite moments from touring usually occurred. Seeing as she was Jungkooks’ ’+1’, he had the biggest dressing room. Equipped with both a sofa and an armchair, two dressing tables and a decent sized mini fridge, it was no wonder they spent most of their time in the room together. They had decided not to go out for dinner with the rest of the boys before their sound check, instead decided to order a takeaway and go to the stadium early so they could have a few moments of peace. And so she sat leaning back against his chest, his arms around her waist and chin resting on her shoulder as the two enjoyed a few rare moments of silence in his Jungkooks’ hectic life, the empty takeaway containers discarded on the dressing table.

“I’m going to miss this when you have to go back to college…” the young man muttered into her shoulder.

“I will too. I guess we just have to make the most of it whilst I’m here, Kooks,” she replied, twisting her head to the side to press a small kiss into the smooth skin of his cheek, not an uncommon occurrence in their half-relationship.

He smiled slightly in contentment at her action, squeezing her closer before dropping one of his arms to rest on her thigh. Even through her jeans, she could feel the soothing nature of his thumb rubbing small circles on her thigh. She hummed slightly and sunk into his chest, one hand gripping his arm that was around her waist and the reaching back to play with his hair. They could’ve fallen asleep if it wasn’t for the fact that they knew the boys will be back soon.

Despite knowing this, Jungkooks mind clouded over and all he was able to think about was her. Her soft sweet scent, the feeling of her body pressed so close to his own, her hand in his hair - she was intoxicating to him and he would never get enough of it. Looking down at her, he could see that her eyes kept fluttering closed in relaxation. She was so beautiful. Taking a slightly shaky breath, he gathered enough confidence to press a delicate kiss to her temple. At the sudden feeling of his lips against her skin, her eyes flew open and a short, surprised breath escaped her own lips. She had always given him little pecks but he hardly ever gave her them out of pure shyness.

“Kooks…?” she softly started asking before he interrupted.

“Can I try something? I don’t want to waste our time together and regret not doing this when I had you.”

“Yes,” she replied, intrigued by his sudden confidence.

He lifted the hand that rested on her thigh up to cup her cheek and turned her head to face him. His thumb brushed her skin lightly, sending tiny sparks down her spine. He licked his lips out of nervousness as he gazed at her before closing his eyes and leaning down towards her. She knew what he wanted to do and she met him halfway, connecting their lips together. He only intended for it to be a small, innocent kiss but the second his lips touched hers, he couldn’t find it in him to pull away. Her hand in his hair closed into a fist, pulling him closer as his hand on her face travelled to the nape of her neck. His arm around her waist tensed as she swiped her tongue along his bottom lip, begging to deepen the kiss. Something in him snapped. His nose scrunched slightly before pulling away, an immensely difficult task in his current state.

“I’m sorry was that too much?” she asked when he pulled away, but he just smirked in response to her flustered state.

Holding onto her waist, he lifted her up and turned her so that she was straddling his thighs, her arms finding comfort in resting on his strong shoulders. His arms locked around her waist once more as he connected their lips. This time it was his tongue begging for an entrance, which she immediately granted. There was none of that 'battling for dominance’ nonsense; he immediately took control as his tongue brushed against hers. His hands on her back travelled south to land on her ass, giving it a slight squeeze - testing how she would respond. Much to his delight, she moaned softly into the kiss. He felt his ego inflate as he swallowed her moans, continuing to massage her ass.

The feeling of his hands playing with her became too much and all too soon, the four layers of clothing between them began to feel like four too many. Deciding to take matters into her own hands she ground down into his crotch in rhythm with his wandering hands. He released a growl from the back of his throat and reciprocated the action. His hands moved to her hips, pulling her closer to where he needed her as he pushed his own up to meet her. While they concentrated on the feeling of their hips grinding together, their lips had detached. He had moved from her lips to the hollow of her neck, sucking and biting on it, surely going to leave a mark. But he didn’t stop there. His lips slid up the column of her throat and bit down once he reached the juncture just underneath her jaw, eliciting a desperate moan from the woman grinding down on his crotch needily.

“Jungkook…” she moaned into his ear as she clutched onto his shoulders.

“Do you need me, baby?” he growled back, his hands sliding up underneath her shirt.

“Please, please touch me.”

He didn’t need to be asked twice, he knew they didn’t have much time. He reached up and unclasped her bra. As he slid his hands up and down her sides, she nibbled slightly on his jawline - being careful not to leave any marks but being harsh enough to tell him to hurry up. He giggled slightly at her neediness for him. Giving her what she wanted, he pushed his hands up her torso to meet her soft chest. Her soft moans became louder as he fondled her breasts, the feeling combined with her grinding down on him increased her pleasure tenfold. He suddenly became conscious of her moans for him and reconnected their lips, not wanting the stadiums' staff to hear them. As their lips locked in a lust-fueled, passionate kiss, his fingers found her hardened nipples and tugged on them gently. At the feeling, her hips bucked harshly into his.

As he continued his assault on her boobs, the rhythm of their hips became more erratic as they both desperately chased their highs. By this point, they were both sweating slightly and were lost in the feeling of their bodies against one another. Eventually, they both lost all control as they furiously thrust their hips towards the other and came in a rush of passion. Their hips slowed, riding out both of their highs as they slumped against one another catching their breaths.

“Well that wasn’t exactly what I had in mind when I asked you if I could try something but I’m definitely not complaining,” He laughed slightly, rubbing her back as a light blush graced his cheeks. She lifted her head and looked at him, a soft smile on her face as she finally saw that look of pure concentration and confidence that he wore on stage start to fade away once more and he became the dork that she loved.

Reluctantly, she pushed herself off of him with a groan of discomfort at the feeling of stickiness between her thighs. “I’m definitely going to need to get changed,” she said laughing slightly as she shook her head. Jungkook stood looking smug but was greeted with similar experience “By the looks of things, you do too”

“It’s a good thing I brought extra,” he said softly as he placed his hands on her hips gently, a stark contrast to the way he manhandled her only a few minutes previously. “Hey…” he said softly to get her attention.

She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling. Leaning down to give her a gentle kiss, their arms wrapped around each other in a sweet embrace. He put all of his love into the kiss and she could feel it all. When they pulled away slightly breathless, Jungkook checked the clock on the wall and sighed. They didn’t have long until his hyungs would come to check on them.

Almost as though the world was playing a cruel trick on them, his hyungs burst through the door. They immediately detached in shock but it was painfully obvious as to what they had been doing.

“It stinks of sex in here.” Yoongi immediately stated, the second he stepped into the room. Hoseok just nudged him, gave him that said 'Really, Hyung?’ and nodded towards the lovebirds’ embarrassed faces.

“In the dressing room? Honestly?” Jin asked, exasperated yet slightly impressed by the maknae.

“You’re just jealous because he beat you to it,” replied Taehyung laughing, causing the others to join in and Jin to hit the back of Taes head.

“Come on guys, let’s give them some privacy. They obviously have a lot to talk about.” Namjoon said as he ushered the boys out. “Oh and, Jungkook? Change your pants before the sound check.”

#pure filth #jungkook smut #jungkook imagines #jungkook smut imagine #jungkook x reader #devil child #own post #own content

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taeguboi · 7 years ago

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BTS HC ... in the bedroom *raises brows*

Request: ‘waht do u think are turn ons for bts? could you do me a hc please?’

Request: ‘ Request for how you think bts are in the bedroom? ;) I think this is a headcanon request but feel free to do it in another way if you like :) cheers!’

I was gonna do these separately but then I realized they’re too similar to be making two different posts.

Righty. Have fun reading all this smutty smut smut!

Rap Monster

Your presence

When you’re washing the dishes

When you’re reaching for something on a higher shelf in the shop

When you sit next to him and your leg brushes against his

There’s just something about the way you do certain things

that really gets to him

He goes mental if you sit on his lap

Especially if he can’t do anything about it

he doesn’t mind you getting him worked up though

because he ain’t afraid to do something about it

yes, even if you’re at the coffee shop

Lots of foreplay

humping/grinding

making out against the wall

with his thigh pressed up between your legs

touching you subtly in public to warm you up

you’ll be left wanting what you can’t have

If you try to take it sooner than you’re allowed it

*spanky spank*

sorry

“naughty”

high key loves mischievousness

Whispering / muttering

Today he’ll drive you nuts

“That’s right baby girl”

Tomorrow, you’ll get your own back

“You look good today”

but boy, he will give you what you need, eventually

okay, I think after all that you won’t be surprised when I say

Exhibitionism

the possibility of getting caught makes him even harder

he’ll press you up against an open window

he’ll take you to fuck anywhere

because sometimes the journey home just can’t wait

there’s just something about that sense of urgency

Fucking with clothes on

not just in public, even

He likes to have quick sessions before guests come over

Smirking because of what just happened 5 minutes ago

...on that chair your friend is now sat on

He loves lacy underwear

He likes a sexy image that leaves something to the imagination

Something that he can unwrap because you’re all his

Waist grabbing

He likes to grab your waist and catch you off-guard

He knows his sudden touch is guaranteed

to get those panties wet

Pet names

particularly ‘baby’ [how many times in one vlive tho]

‘honey’/’jagiya’ is probably the second most used pet name

that latter name is used more for when he’s appreciating you

the ‘baby’s increase when it’s dirty talk over the phone

Phone Sex

He’s not going to wait til he comes back from wherever he is

If he’s on tour, about 70% of your phone calls turn dirty

He could be just at work a few roads away but

if he’s horny, he’s gonna call you

Curves

a body that he can explore entirely with his hands

he likes to grab

massaging a breast, firmly gripping a dick, that’s his jam

Body worship

He loves to tell you how beautiful your body is

and as much as he loves the whole undressing each other thing

he likes it more when you strip for him

What an amazing view you are to him

Jin

Being a menace

He’ll go round the house doing every day things either with his shirt off or in a shirt that accentuates his broad shoulders

Knowing that you’re staring at him, so

Attention

Just on him

You’re going to forget that anyone else in the world exists after he’s done with you

Confirmation

You reminding him that no one else can make you feel the way he makes you feel

Give him a name or honorific that gives him authority

‘oppa’ / ‘hyung’, maybe occasionally ‘appa’ (daddy)

He’ll come so hard

whilst just pounding you into the sheets

so he can look after ‘my little one’

Cutting the chase

Teasing isn’t really his thing

Well, he likes to tease you

But he can’t take what he gives

If you dare tease him, he will actually

hold you over his lap and spank you hard

and you’ll feel his boner dig right into you

as you’re sprawled across him, all red and heated

Minimal Foreplay

he just really likes to get straight down to business

quite impatient actually once the moment takes him

as soon as he’s sure you’re ready, he’ll be straight in there

Stress relief

If something’s going on, he needs you

because he’s lucky to have you

he instantly feels better when you collapse on top of him,

resting your head on his shoulder while he plays with your hair

He’ll return the favour though

and while he isn’t looking for only one thing when he gives you a massage

it’s his favourite way to initiate sex if that’s what you want

He’s going to teach you a thing or two

Lay back while oppa works his magic on you

You’re in for a treat

Suga

I spent way to long on this one

I’m sorry, Rap Mon is not the kinkiest

He loves to see his hands wrapped around your throat

He knows how to do it properly of course

Because he knew that he’d want to apply this kind of skill in the future

and that’s not just for the BS&T concept

And that’s another turn on

Knowing what he wants

He goes shopping online for toys

Imagining everything he could do to you with each

His order comes through

and he knows exactly what he’s going to do with you tonight

gets a great amount of pleasure out of pleasuring you

Suspension

He loves making you wait

You’ll tell him you need him to come home

And he won’t

But he’ll send you all the words to get you worked up

He can take some teasing for you

he secretly hopes you’ll wanna distract him from work

or that you’ll touch him under the dinner table

what better excuse is there to take a break or leave than to fulfill his need for you?

Sometimes he likes it when you take over

If he’s stressed, having you look after your baby boy is just what he needs

He’ll let you do anything

You can just stroke his dick

Or you can eat him out until he’s quivering

Or you can ride him and tell him how precious he is to you

but it’s rare and you should embrace every moment of it.

Words

He likes to use his deep voice to drive you nuts

and he likes to give you instructions

“Be a good girl/boy and ride daddy’s dick”

so let’s get back to the

Kinks

because I reckon he has quite a few, such as

Spanking

he likes to punish

and he likes to make you red

bonus if he leaves any marks that last a few days

but he’d never hurt you of course

Tying you up

Lots of rope and most of it isn’t even to keep you restrained

He just loves the way it looks draped across your body

Eating you out

especially plus those ropes

seriously, everything is better with some light bondage

plus maybe some sensory deprivation too

watching you writhe as he uses that tongue technology

He loves how he can make you see stars

before he’s properly even begun with you

[what’s that? you want to hear more about how kinky this one is? alrighty then!]

Costumes / Light Roleplay

anything to make you look pretty

maid

will low key want to dress you up while doing chores

kitten

especially with this choker around you neck

Necks

he likes to kiss yours

you eventually find out he goes mental when you mark his

and then he realizes

Marks on you

he wants to see for days after what a good job he’s done

you’re getting ready for bed and he catches sight of one of the purple marks on your collar bone

and he just smirks

Intensity

heated sex

When his sweat drips down his back

and down your chest

he knows he’s doing more than good

Rewards

he wants to make sure you know when you’ve been a good girl/boy

a bonus feature after one of your achievements

like yeah, your hard work gets you a promotion or an opportunity

but your hard work also earns his dick

J-Hope

Skinship

feeling the warmth of your body against his

He likes to use his hands

using his fingers inside you is great because he still gets to concentrate on your face

he uses touch to make you tense

brushing his hand across your cheek

then down your neck

He likes to grab

after his hand has gone down your neck, it attaches straight one of your erotic points

circling your nipples to get you started

before cupping the place you need him the most

Biting and nibbling

Marking you up with pretty purple bruises

and other markings are great too

he’ll sometimes spank you in more intense sessions

telling you how bad you’ve been as he rubs the sore area

Whimsy

Sometimes you’ll just turn him on unexpectedly

but he doesn’t mind

even if he says “goddammit...”

all it is is his way of letting you know what’s the matter so he can do something about his ‘problem’

Experimental

He just wants to cover all grounds so he can give you the most pleasure possible

He’ll try anything if you will

actually likes quite vanilla sex

but lives for the memories of those more daring moments

I think he might even be open to the idea of bringing someone else into the equation

He’d love to watch someone else fucking you

before he pushes them aside to do a better job and complete the job

Dancing

He knows how to give you a show

in fact, he loves to give you a show

this boy is just a show

the best show

Boy Girl Meets Evil

Jimin

Control

He knows how to make your tense

because he’s picked up these little behaviour patterns

so he likes to act much more innocent and sub than he is

like “baby I need you”

but then he’s making you repeat his words

as he pounds you relentlessly into the bed

He likes to catch you off guard

so he just goes from 1 to 1000 in 5 seconds

One minute, he’s helping you do the chores

The next, he’s banging you over the washing machine

Lip biting

that’s another thing he does

he knows you’re week for those full plump pink lips

that work so well on you down there

Your moans and whines

He likes to hear you being fucked by him

He likes to embrace all the senses: touch, taste, sight, sound

so he likes to let out those sighs and grunts too

Words have an effect on him

verbal sex is intense for him

he uses words to fluster you

he wants you to say his name

Praise -- for both of you

He loves it when you compliment him

but he’s also turned on by reminding himself of all the sexy things about you

Nudity

If you’re asleep naked on a hot day when he comes home to you

He’ll flip you onto your back and wake you up

and he loves taking showers with you

there’s no way he’d prefer to get ready

You beneath him

He likes to lay you down gently on the bed

and pin your arms above your head as he enters you

and while he likes to get a little aggressive

he’s all about looking after you

sometimes he’ll purposely be extra and wear you out

so he can wait on you and treat you like a prince/ss afterwards

Smol but mighty

he will pick you up in a honeymoon lift

he might get carried away

and there’s that one time he causes you to accidentally to whack your head on the headboard

and he is SO sorry

but you just giggle because you know how into it he was getting

Sometimes, he’ll use toys

just so you can tell him you want the real thing

he wants you to tell him how much you want his dick inside you

He will punish you, no exceptions

he rubs circles over where he’s just spanked you

admiring your perfect body

but just as you begin to notice the soothing feeling of his hand

he’ll spank you again

But he doesn’t mind you teasing for hours

denying him of what he needs the most

but again, that’s fine

Sex with you should last forever

You initiating it

He doesn’t always realize when you’re being suggestive

So when you suddenly push him up against the wall

He’s putty in your hands

But there are days when he’s feeling extra frisky

Getting you worked up in public

He uses his innocent nature to pretend he doesn’t know what he’s doing

But he fucking knows

He knows that the way he just said your name was fucking hot

He’s a champ at just shocking you

if he’s gonna do something he doesn’t usually

he’s gonna go big

hE fUcKiNg SeNt YoU a NuDe WhEn YoU wEre SaT RIGHT nExT tO yOuR fRiEnD!!!

and there’s a view of everything

EVERYTHING

his hand round his rock hard dick

his beautiful bare skin

his lip biting

his sinful eyes

every. thing.

Trying new things

He gets excited for new experiences

He can’t wait to see how you react when you come home to him holding a blindfold

Or when you tell him something about yourself

and he can’t wait to play that card in the bedroom

Explorative

as well as trying new kinks and techniques

he wants to know how every inch of your body feels

he wants to kiss you everywhere to see how you react

even like the sides of your torso or somewhere less obvious/conventional

Fluids

sorry if I make that sound gross

He loves seeing how wet you get for him

He even loves watching his own cum drip from his aching cock as you pump him with your hand [don’t deny it, you love watching it even more]

Noises

complete personality turnaround

at the beginning he’s all cutesy

then he gets more into it

until his high is coming near

“I’m gonna come for you, baby”

and he loves the sound of kissing

especially that wet sound you get from full on french kissing

There’s no particular roles

he’s all about whatever you want in the moment

Closeness

bodies pressed up against each other as he thrusts into you

hand holding when you’re on the bottom

but also emotional closeness

passionate kisses when you’re on top

having a firm hold on your ass with his large hands

He’s a butt guy

bum massages

like he’ll massage you all over

but will end and linger at the butt cheeks

or the boobs

He doesn’t forget the twins

those are important

Sensual, slow love making

there’s no better sex than romantic sex, right?

but

He will spank you if you’re being particularly defiant

he’ll actually stop whatever you’re both doing,

turn you over onto your stomach

and he will TELL YOU

Oral

While the feeling of being inside your tight hole is amazing

He loves fucking your face

and using his tongue on you

He wants you whining for him to fill you up

Just sit on his face, you deserve it

Jungkook

You riding him

He loves to watch you bounce on him

Your face

Your sounds

It’s his favourite thing to just lay beneath you

Sometimes he gets quite scared to tell you what he wants

Is it too demanding? Too weird?

you have to edge him to get him to speak up during sex

Before, however, if he’s in the mood

He’ll just sit there watching your every move

with those furrowed, concentrated brows

because he doesn’t wanna just outright tell you

that fucking you is all he can think about

your confidence to initiate it will turn him on

Very visual

just as sensitive to sight as he is to touch

but blindfolds [on him] still get him going

when one sense is restricted, the others heighten

Will nut so hard if you send him a naughty snapchat

will come in his boxers if you tell him to sit in that chair while you play with yourself

Better with his mouth than he gives himself credit for

you know you can make him come by fucking your face

but you wonder what wonders his mouth can do for you

and it’’s fucking HEAVEN

He CANNOT hold his noises in

frustrated grunts and moans fill the room

as you play with his cock

and the whines get higher as he nears orgasm

he’s a very loud boy

Likes an older person

to teach him a few things

honestly, it’s just a turn on that you’re older

it can’t really be explained

Take good care of this one.

I was gonna be kind and make 7 separate posts so you could brace yourselves, but eh, who has the time? You can all die in on big overdose 😂

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blu-joons · 5 years ago

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Dating Taehyung ~ BTS Headcanon

Getting Together

Taehyung was terrified to first approach you, talking to women was not his strongest asset

He’d confide in his leader that he wanted to talk to you, soaking up the advice Namjoon gave him

It took a while for him to build up the confidence to approach you, thinking it over again and again in his head

He’d prepared a whole speech in his head, but as soon as you spoke, he lost his train of thought

From the moment he first heard your voice he knew he liked you

For your first date you went to an art gallery, having found a common interest in it

The two of you chatted endlessly for hours about yourselves

When you spoke, his eyes were focused on you, and when you knew he was listening intently, his lips would part which you found adorable

He’d be very open with the boys about your relationship, looking for any advice or tips with girls

The two of you would speak every day, even if it was just a few texts back and forth if he was busy

There was no rush between you both, Taehyung wanted you to be comfortable around him before he asked you out

He tried to keep affection to a minimum, a little unsure of the boundaries, but when he could he loved to hold your hand

It was your tenth date he decided to make things official, taking you to one of the museums you’d always wanted to go to

In front of your favourite exhibit is where he’d decide to ask the all-important question

Tae was very meticulous wanting to make sure everything went perfectly for your special moment

He hung back from you, looking at you was all the assurance he needed he was doing the right thing

His figure came up beside you, sliding his hand into your own

“Y/N, there’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you for a while, you’re so incredible, and I really enjoy spending time with you, so would you like to be my girlfriend?”

You could see how nervous he was, running his other hand through his hair

“I’d love that.”

The relief was overwhelming, his first proper relationship

He gave you a big hug before pulling away, finding the confidence from somewhere to kiss your lips softly

It was the most adorable moment, you realised then how cute Taehyung really was

He spent the rest of the day calling you girlfriend at every opportunity

His hand never left yours, never wanting to let you go now that he had you

Being In A Relationship

Tae struggled to begin with as he’d never really been in a relationship with anyone

He couldn’t wait to introduce you to the boys and show them the girl who had finally stolen his heart

He would always look to you for reassurance that he was doing the right thing which you didn’t mind

Very in touch with his emotions, if he wanted to cry in front of you, he would, knowing you’d be there to make him feel better

His biggest passion was taking photographs of you, especially when you were least expecting it

A lot of laughter, the two of you knew exactly how to wind each other up

Honestly sometimes people weren’t sure if you were genuinely arguing into you both broke into giggles

Constant compliments, he wanted you to feel like the most beautiful girl in the world

Leaving clothes in your closest because this boy had way too many clothes in his own

He would try and leave the studio fairly early to be able to wish you a goodnight before you went to sleep

You’d communicate every day, even if it was just a few texts back and forth

No matter how tired he was he would FaceTime you on tour each night, desperate to hear your voice

Doodling, he definitely got you in touch with your artistic side, constantly drawing

Nights spent with canvases in front of you drawing whatever came to mind

You loved to listen to him when he was playing his saxophone, you could sit in admiration for hours

Lots of visits to Panda Express, this boy was obsessed with the place

Long walks, Tae loved to have an empty space to talk about his feelings with you

Anniversaries were big, one month, two months, a year, they all mattered to him

You always remembered for your one year he made you a scrapbook of photos that he’d taken throughout the year

Frequent trips to galleries of some kind, you both loved museums especially

Sharing a similar taste in music, often sharing headphones on flights or in bed

Family was important, and his absolutely loved you much to his delight

Spending nights at the studio to keep him company, helping him with his choreography

You were a massive inspiration when it came to his lyrics

He’d surprise you with songs and poems he’d written when alone in his own thoughts

Tae was a true romantic, he loved to cook for you and shower you with presents

No matter the cost if he saw something that reminded him of you, he’d purchase it

He’d leave little notes around the house to remind you how amazing you were

If he saw you in the crowd that boy would break, he’d be overcome with happiness, falling to the floor

Your favourite aesthetic was his bandanas, they did not get the recognition they deserved

When he was angry, he turned to you to calm him down and hold him, soothing his breathing

If he was sad, he became very cuddly, you wouldn’t be able to get him off, not that you minded

He worked incredibly hard on his English, desperate to impress you with the things he’d learnt

Singing you to sleep if you’d had a bad day, running his hands through your hair

Holding your hand was always his favourite thing to do

It was a way of communicating with each other, when someone was uneasy, or needed assurance, a held hand was always comforted

He was very protective whenever cameras were around you

His hand would push them away, leaving a pathway for you, shouting for them to have some respect

The fans loved if you featured on a V Live, Tae would chase you around the house to get your face on camera

Tae loved to get up early with you and see the sunrise, taking photos of it

He’d turn to you for advice when he was shooting a video

He would shower you with affection, constantly being there, just wanting to be around you

Yeontan instantly took a liking to you, always wanting cuddles, greeting you as soon as you walked through the front door

Honestly, Taehyung was quite jealous that he’d lost his best friend to you sometimes

Affection/Skinship

Taehyung loved to cuddle you; he’d always have some sort of grip on you

Kisses were always passionate, he was a very passionate soul

He wanted to wait until you were ready for sex, he’d drop subtle hints

He was a little inexperienced so would look to you sometimes for advice making him submissive

When he was confident enough, he’d dominate

He always held eye contact with you, he believed the eyes could show exactly how you were feeling

Loved to give, he would happily give to you all the time, he just wanted to make you happy

His hands were very attentive, he knew every inch of your body like it was the back of his hand

Hands were normally pressed either side of your face, his thumbs brushing the skin

Sex always ended with cuddles, he’d hold you so tight to his body and refuse to let you go

His hands often rested on the small of your back, guiding you

There was little height difference between you, so he’d usually press a kiss to the tip of your nose

Honestly, he loved when you went down on him, it was a beautiful sight

He’d once asked if he could take a photo because you looked so hot, but you were a little apprehensive

As your relationship developed, he liked to try out new positions with you, but his favourites were always one where he could see your face

Sweet nothings were big, he would always compliment you, as you would him

Initially he made the mistake of telling the boys about your sex life, as he wasn’t sure what to do, but you soon stopped that

It was always a romantic occasion, the room would be dimly lit

Quickies were a big no; he loved to take his time and appreciate your body for all its beauty

Arguments

The two of you occasionally had a few arguments

Taehyung wasn’t afraid to speak his opinion, which wasn’t one you always necessarily agreed with

But when you did argue, it affected him hard

He’d struggle to come to terms with the fact the two of you had fallen out, making him quite emotional

He would always give you time, usually going to one of the boys for a bit of advice or support

You preferred discussions about your problems, you both were very good at talking to each other

Not once, ever, did he ever insult you, he would get angry, of course, but he never said a bad word about you

The worst sight of all was if you cried in an argument, he’d shed a few tears too, desperate to make things alright

You were a bit more stubborn; he’d leave you hundreds of voicemails apologising

If things got really bad, the two of you would end up arguing in front of the boys, eventually they’d step in and separate you both

Namjoon was always the one to help you resolve your issues, mediating between you both

You got over any arguments pretty quickly, just thankful to be able to hold each other again

Taehyung had been known to sleep on an argument, sometimes a fresh mind was the best one to resolve things

You could tell the signs of when an argument was brewing as he’d scratch the top of his head in frustration

Both of you were just passionate, and sometimes struggled to see a different viewpoint but your own

In the end you would have discussions, talking about your difference of opinion, allowing yourselves to learn more about each other

Your Relationship With The Boys

The boys loved you because you were Tae’s first girlfriend, they wanted you to feel so relaxed around them to support Tae

To begin with they were territorial over Tae, they wanted to be sure you were the one for him

You passed the test with flying colours, and soon became a huge part of BTS

Namjoon was like your elder brother, he would always be there to listen to you and give you advice

Hobi was your partner in crime, pulling plenty of pranks to keep all the others entertained

Jimin cared immensely for you, he’d make you drinks, give you lifts, he was always there whenever you needed him

Suga would turn to you when he wanted calmness, you’d just sit and play a game with him, in complete silence sometimes, exactly what he wanted

Jungkook took some time to warm to you, he didn’t want to share his best friend, but eventually the three of you became a trio to fear

Jin was the last boy you really felt comfortable around, despite being the eldest hyung you didn’t always appreciate the way he would argue with Tae, but after talking to him about it you quickly became friends

You were a calming influence around them, it wasn’t just Tae that needed you, they all did

Whenever you weren’t around, they’d ask Tae were you were

The Future

Just like the rest of your relationship, Taehyung didn’t rush a thing, he waited six years to propose to you when his work scheduled quietened down

He proposed at one of your favourite galleries, this time in France, the city of love, the old romantic he was

Quite a lot of money was spent on your wedding, Tae had so many plans, which all came together luckily

He wanted all the boys to make a speech, which they happily obliged to, all contributing to a song dedicated to you

Kids were always on his mind, with your first arriving just a year after your wedding

You had a big family, lots of children and dogs to keep you both happy, but honestly you didn’t want it any other way

There was so much love between you both you genuinely had the most incredible life together

Masterlist

#bts #bangtan sonyeodan #bts imagine #bts fluff #bts angst #bts headcanon #bts drabble #bts reaction #bts reactions #bts scenario #bts scenarios #v #kim taehyung #v imagine #taehyung imagine #taehyung fluff #taehyung headcanon #bts smut #bts boyfriend

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paradox-media · 5 years ago

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#BANGBANGCON2020

K-Pop superstars BTS announce 24-hour two-day online concert stream

2020 has already been one of the worst years of our lifetimes, and we’re only 4 months in. That’s how bad it’s been. There’s no coming back from this, 2020, you’ve gone and done it. One of the main things that’s been affected by Miss ‘Rona 2020 is live concerts and gigs, which have come to a complete halt until possibly the end of next year. I’ve personally already missed multiple concerts that I’d booked/planned prior to the lockdown that now won’t be happening, and BTS at Twickenham was one of them. So you can imagine my surprise when BigHitEntertainment, BTS’ management company, announced ‘BANGBANGCON’, two 12-hour livestreams of content previously only accessible by buying the discs, for free.

The only downside to this whole thing is the time-zone differences. Both days the livestream would start at 12PM KST… 4AM GMT. So I geared up, drank a RedBull at midnight and tried to keep myself occupied until 4AM came around.

4AM rolls round, I’m tired but determined and I load up the stream on Youtube. When I join, there’s already over 1 million people watching, and that’s just directly on Youtube, not including the other platforms that are also streaming the concerts like Weverse. In the end, the stream garnered over 22 million people watching and I think that goes to show just how much of an impact BTS has Worldwide.

The stream begins with a short introduction from the members, and through my very, very, broken Korean I manage to gather that they’re introducing the first day of concerts and are thanking ARMY for being there with them together despite the lockdowns. The first day consists of 4 different concerts, in order as follows: HYYH On Stage (2015), HYYH Epilogue (2015), The Red Bullet Tour (2014) and BTS 3rd Muster in Seoul (2016).

The concerts being shown are those that were recorded as tour documentaries at the time and are largely unseen by many who can’t afford to buy the original DVDs. BigHit are very strict on sharing these medias online, and many fans have been struck down for doing just that in the past. I first got into BTS in 2015, and being able to see some of these sets from before I was even a fan is super interesting and really enjoyable.

The thing about K-pop concerts is that their live shows aren’t just about the music but also about telling a story and putting on the performance of a lifetime. When a K-pop group conducts a tour, each show is just them with no supporting acts like you’d usually see with Western artists and said shows are usually about 2 hours long. Short VCR’s are shown in certain intervals throughout the show, giving the members time to take a break, drink some water and prepare for the next song. All of these shows took place somewhere in Korean, and having seen BTS live myself 3 times now, the difference in crowd interaction is astounding. As good as I think we are with interacting and singing along with songs in Korean, the entire crowd being able to sing along to every word perfectly just hits something different.

It gets to around 5:30AM and I can feel myself falling asleep, desperately trying to stay awake to enjoy the rest of the stream. I fail about half an hour later, and awake at 11AM to the sound of BTS still performing. Definitely not the worst way I’ve ever woken up, that’s for sure.

I give myself a few minutes and get right back to watching, HYYH era is one of my favourites and me and a friend are messaging each other about the songs, the way the members look and the choreography.

Despite the fact that I’m alone, in my room, only watching a stream of a concert I wasn’t at, it almost feels like I’m there in the crowd. In times like these we all need to stay connected and feel present in the moment, rather than feeling locked in and locked up.

Next up is The Red Bullet tour, a blast from the past showing young, fresh-faced BTS performing to a crowd of only 5,000 people. It feels nostalgic, once again despite the fact that I wasn’t there, and didn’t actually know who BTS were at this time. It also makes me feel proud, watching this performance, knowing how far they would come in the next 6 years. From 5,000 people in their home country, to playing Wembley Stadium for 2 consecutive nights to over 120,000 people and another 140,000 fans around the world via livestream. I sing along to every single song, every single word in very broken Korean and fully enjoy myself. The show comes to an end, and it’s incredibly bittersweet. At the end of every concert, the members will take a few minutes to speak to the crowd, thanking them for coming out and how grateful they are for being where they are. It makes me remember why I love them in the first place.

Finally, the last concert of day one begins: BTS 3rd Muster in Seoul. Every year BTS will hold a concert in Seoul called Muster, a concert that tops everything else that year in terms of live shows; be it the incredible sets, songs that otherwise wouldn’t be played live and games played by the members on stage. Each Muster shows something different but are always held in Seoul, so it’s something that international fans will usually miss out on.

As most BTS fans will know, everyone has at least one bias. For those of you who don’t know, a bias is just a fancy way to say your favourite member (although we love and appreciate ALL members in this household, thank you very much). My bias is Min Yoongi, or SUGA as newer fans may know him as. SUGA also has an alternate performance persona, Agust D, which is separate from BTS. He never usually performs any of his solo discography live, which is why 3rd Muster is so special. SUGA only has one solo album released, titled ‘Agust D’, and one of the songs performed at this concert was his track ‘Tony Montana’, featuring fellow BTS member Park Jimin. The first chord starts and I know what it is immediately, excitement brewing in my chest. SUGA’s stage presence is incredible, both him and Jimin filling up the large stage together as if they were 100, not just 2.

And with that, day one comes to an end. Once again, it’s bittersweet, and I feel almost empty now that it’s over. But it’s not the end, because we get to do it all over again tomorrow with new setlists.

Day 2 begins once more at 4AM, although this time I take a raincheck and sleep until 6:45. Day 2 concerts are as follows: The Wings Tour in Seoul (2017), The Wings Tour: The Final (2017), BTS 4th Muster in Seoul and BTS World Tour LY in Seoul (2018). Now, Wings era is possibly my very favourite BTS era to date, so I couldn’t exactly miss the streaming of the finale. The Wings Tour is also extremely special to both BTS and ARMY, as it signalled the end of one era and beginning of the next; the era where BTS really began to grow internationally. It shows, at the end of the concert, when members are speaking to ARMY about their experience with the tour and emotions begin to spill over. It’s hard to watch, and strikes a chord within myself and I begin to get emotional too. These people, these members, bring so much happiness to not just me but to millions of others around the world, and for that we are eternally grateful. Makes you want to reach into the screen and give them all a big hug, really. If only they knew, at this point, the reach they would gain and the fans they would gather around the world after this tour has ended.

The 4th Muster follows the ending of The Wings Tour and shows how much growth they had in-between; the sets are even more intricate and the performance even better than the last. That’s the thing with BTS though, isn’t it? They just keep getting better and better every time we see them bring out something new.

Finally, we reach the very last concert of the stream. This tour, the Love Yourself tour, holds a special place in my heart because it was on this tour that I saw them for the very first time. Alone, at the O2 Arena in October of 2018 I got to experience what I had only seen online before, and it’s a night I will never forget. I watch the stream, remembering my own experiences of the setlist and seeing them live, and it makes me so, so happy. I hope that everyone watching also feels happy when they see the members and are grateful for the effort that they put into their shows. Despite the fact that I’m still sat at home, on my own, it feels like I’ve been a part of something bigger and better for the first time since lockdown, and that’s all thanks to BTS.

I don’t think I could ever put into words how grateful I am to have found these guys, and I won’t bore you with it, but I really hope that they know that. Thank you for bringing happiness and light in such a time of darkness. 사랑해.

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