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whimsypjm · 1 month ago

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sensitive ── J.JK

summary ── you two have been friends since the beginning of time. after finally getting together, you guys had a miscommunication problem regarding your sex life in concern that jeongguk didn't want you but truth is, he's just a sensitive boy, too sensitive.

content warnings ── self conscious jk, sensitive jk, nipple play, pussy pocket, vibrator, dirty talk, whiny jk, orgasm denial, sub jk, dom reader, pre-discussed kinks and wtv, safe sane and consensual, jk hugs a pillow to his chest like a cutie, a hint of dacryphilia, jk cries but he loves it.

word count ── 2.3k

note ── i love big muscled men who are 5x bigger than me but are whiny little subs. so i present you this and more soon to come <3 - i didn't really edit or reread, so please bare with me !!

There was one thing you loved no matter what in your sex life with Jeongguk and that was how incredibly sensitive he was. Yes emotionally but also physically.

You had been with Jeongguk since you guys were kids and you grew up together. You went through the awkward teen stages together, sneaking over to each other's houses, calling each others’ parents your own, hell - you two were basically attached at the hop. It was only time before you guys started dating, everyone basically was betting on it - literally, your mother pulling out 20 bucks and giving it to your dad with a grumble.

Your friends had teased you guys by repeated mutters of finally. They just never thought you guys would wait to date when you were halfway through college.

However, you two never started anything sexual for a few years. At first, it was just messy makeouts on each other’s beds. It’s not that you didn’t want to go further but instead, Jeongguk didn’t want to. He was always so adamant about pleasing you and would offer to use his mouth or finger you but he shut down any advances you made to please him.

At first, you paid little attention to it until it got confusing. Did he just not want to fuck you? Were you ugly? Did he hate how you looked? Did he hate your body? Was he even turned on by the thought of you? Was he asexual?

It took a few weeks before you brought your concerns up to him. He was red in the face and immediately shutting down your concerns.

“-No, no, no- It’s not like that, at all. Really.” He breathed out quickly, immediately reaching out for your waist and pulling you closer from where you stood before him on the bed and onto his lap. You sighed, hands going to his hair as he hid his face in your neck.

“Well, talk to me, baby. I can’t know what’s going on or how to help if you won’t talk about it. Communication, remember?” You said and he groaned.

“You’ll laugh at me.” He whispered, arms around your waist tightening when you tried to move back. “I think I’ll die if you laugh at me. Anyone but you.”

You couldn’t help the frown tugging on your lips, immediately combing your fingers through his hair in an attempt to soothe him. You pressed kisses against his head. “I won’t laugh, I promise.”

“You will…” He whined. This time, you tugged his head back by the strands of his hair and you could see the glossy cover over them, tears budding.

“No, I won’t. I love you, Ggukie. All of you, no matter what.” You cup his face, using the pads of your thumb to wipe away the tears falling. “Just tell me, whatever it is, I promise it won’t change anything unless you want it to. I’m right here beside you.”

There was a pout on his lips before he sighed, resting his forehead against your chest. “-ensitive…”

“Huh?” You asked, not catching what he whispered.

Jeongguk lifted his head up, “I’m sensitive.” and when you only sent a confused faze, he groaned. “Like really sensitive. I-I… Any, uhm, stimulation makes me cum easily.” His voice faded towards the end, his gaze fell from your face and head down.. “I didn’t want to disappoint you, I don’t want to now so I just-said no to sex.” He sniffled. “Didn’t want you to laugh at me either.”

“Baby,” You whispered, hands cupping his face and tilting him up to look at you but he had his eyes closed. You sighed, “Look at me, baby. I’m not laughing, am I?”

It took a few seconds but little by little, his eyes began opening and you gave him a small smile before pressing a few kisses at the top of his head before making your way down the slope of his nose and against his lips. You leaned back, hands pushing the strands of his hair back. “I’m not laughing.” You told him, “It’s not embarrassing, not at all.” You pressed another kiss to his lips.

“You don’t- You don’t wanna break up, right?”

At that you couldn’t help the giggle that passed your lips. “Never, baby. You’re all mine.”

And you showed him just that. Kissing every inch of his body before you fucked him and had him eat you out like the good boy he was and eager to prove he was.

Ever since then, you both discovered many things about yourselves sex wise.

However, you guys were trying something different tonight.

Orgasm Denial.

You sat between his legs, his own over yours and he held a pillow against his chest. You haven’t even touched him yet and his cock stood proud against his abdomen. You had lube in front of you, along with a pocket pussy and a vibrator.

You ran your hands along the inner of his thighs, getting close to his cock before you ran your nails back down his thighs, feeling the way he tensed but it definitely wasn’t out of discomfort if the twitch of his cock was anything to go by.

“Ready baby?”

“Yeah…” He whispered, “I’m good.”

You opened the cap of the lube bottle, pouring enough on your fingers before you rubbed the goo between them to warm up the cold substance. After all, Jeongguk is incredibly sensitive.

You did light touches at first, only the tip of your finger trailing his shaft, just enough for him to get desperate for me, hips bucking up in search of your hand but you moved it back before he could get more. “Sit still.” You scolded him.

“Please…” He whined.

Unlike times before, you didn’t tease him too much. This time, you wrapped your hand around his cock, a groan slipping from his lips. You couldn’t help the smile on your lips, moving your hand up for one stroke and feeling his thighs flex above your own. Then you did a second stroke before running the palm of your head against his tip, precum smothering against your hand and adding to the lubrication, his hands tightening their grip on the pillow with a groan, abs flexing.

“Already getting close baby?” You laughed, watching how your muscled boyfriend hid his face in the pillow, nodding his head.

But you didn’t relent your touches, you needed him close to the edge. So, you continued the strokes, grip tightening the closer you got to his tip, thumb occasionally running across it or digging into the slit until he jerked away from your hand with a muffled cry. But of course, it only took a few strokes until you knew he was close, hips desperately thrusting into your hand and toes curled. Just when the pleasure was about to flood his veins, your hand moved away and his hips thrust into the air only to meet nothing.

With your clean hand, you provided a soothing rub against his thigh until he calmed down, face moved from the pillow and eyes catching yours. “You okay baby?”

Jeongguk immediately nodded his head and you smiled. Jeongguk knew what to say to make it all stop, just the simple word ‘red’ and you’ll stop everything the second it leaves his mouth. But instead, he only waited for you to continue, a hint of eagerness in his eyes. You couldn’t help the smirk carving its way upon your face, you wiped your dirty hand upon the towel that was beneath Jeongguk before reaching for the pocket pussy and lube.

You dribbled the liquid upon his shaft, listening to the way his breath stuttered at the coldness that contrasted against his burning skin. “Doing so good for me, baby.” You told him before you gripped his shaft, just a light one as you pressed the opening of the pocket pussy against his tip, his hips immediately going up, allowing just an inch more into the sex toy but you didn’t let him get any farther, your free hand immediately going to his hip and holding him down. “Breathe, focus on me.” You told him, pushing the toy all the way down his shaft and listening to the muffled groan he let out against the pillow, thighs tensing as he waited for you to move but, you weren’t that simple. Instead, you shuffled closer, arms on his thighs to keep him secure but leaving enough room for you to move a hand down, fingers taunting his skin before cupping his balls. You watched the way his abs flexed.

“Cute.” You muttered but before he could say anything, you moved the toy up his cock and fondled with his balls. His back arched from the bed just a little, toes curling and sounds muffled by the pillow once again.

You didn’t slow down, not one bit. The grip on the pillow only tightened, body trembling beneath your ministrations, the slick wet sounds of his cock being thrusted inside the fake pussy filled the room with his silenced groans.

It took merely a minute or two before one of his hands reached down for your wrist, your name tumbling out of his lips repeatedly when his face moved from the pillow. “Please- oh god, I can’t! Y/n, going to-”

Just when his words got stuck in his throat did you pull the toy off of him, pre-cum profusely leaking from his slit and cock twitching for relief from its swollen state, desperate for the pleasure that was being snatched from him. His stomach pooling heat, waiting for the second he could just let go. But that wasn’t anytime soon, he had two more denials before he was allowed to come.

Jeongguk peered down at you with teary eyes, the pillow against the bottom of his face.

Sensitive.

You leaned forward, shifting onto your knees with the vibrator in hand. You pushed the pillow to rest further down his chest. His face was decorated in red and his lips formed into a pout. You giggled, leaning down to press a kiss upon them. “Remember, focus on me.” You told him, the buzz of the vibrator coming to life echoed throughout the room. You stayed leaning forward, hand by his head to keep yourself up but you moved your other hand down, grasping his cock and pressing the vibe against him, feeling the way he jerks in the palm of your hand as you moved it up, pressing the vibrator against his tip. He gasped, teeth clenching with a whine making its way out, tears falling from his eyes.

“Baby, look at me.” You whispered, his watery eyes shifting to meet yours, more whines falling from his lips. “It’s okay, you’re doing so good.” Jeongguk shifted the pillow up again, just enough to tuck it against his chin, a choked cry falling from his lips as his legs trembled, toes curling. “Breathe,” you reminded him, his hands tightening against the pillow and hearing the gasps that fall from his lips pathetically. You moved the vibrator up and down a few times, using his pre-cum as lube - not like you needed it now, his cock practically soaked with his own juices with the lube you used before.

“Hghn-” Jeongguk began shaking his head, “please, please, please-” he whined, hips moving against your hand and you could feel him pulse, reaching closer and closer and closer until-

He let out a cry, your hand moving away from his cock as you sat back and watched how it pathetically weeped against his abdomen. “-mean, mean, mean.” he mumbled, moving the pillow close enough to hide his face, nuzzling against the padded comfort.

“I know baby,” You muttered, using your free hand to rub up and down his tensed thighs ,”just one more and then we’re done and you can cum. Just one more. Do you think you can handle that, baby?”

He nodded against the pillow, peering up at you once more with hooded eyes, wet lashes fluttering. “Wanna be good.” He mumbled.

“I know, baby. You are my good boy.” You reassured him, the pad of your fingers running along his shaft and feeling him twitch beneath your touch. “You’ve been doing so good for me.”

He took a couple of breaths before he mumbled out that he was ready. His eyes watched you carefully as you turned the vibrator in hand back on, your free hand moving back to his thighs and rubbing them soothingly as you moved the vibrator closer to him, this time you pressed it against his balls first, it was not what he prepared for and his body lurched out of shock, trying to moving away from the strong vibrations but you kept him in place and moved the toy up his cock that leaked at the attention.

The pleasure built up fast, way too fast and just as it felt like nothing could take away the impending orgasm, you did . Moving the vibrator fast away and he let out a whine that could easily be mistaken for a sob.

Jeongguk immediately made grabby hand towards you, needing you closer and you obliged, whispers of encouragement pouring from your mouth as you leaned above him once more, his arms immediately going to wrap around your neck and bring you close enough for a kiss. It was soft and sweet, lips moving against yours slowly. All until you had to pull back for a breath. “You did so good, baby. So good for me.” You used one of your hands to brush the strands back from how it stuck to his forehead because of his sweat, he leaned into your touch. “Ready to cum?”

“Yes, please, please-” He begged.

You chuckled, hand going down to wrap around his cock and he hissed. Already so sensitive from before that it only took a few pumps for the pleasure that’s been pooling hot in his stomach to finally snap,the hot pleasure to rush through his veins and his body to shake. Tears unconsciously falling from his eyes at the numbing orgasm wracking through his body, lasting longer than any he’s had before.

You pressed kisses against his face, hands rubbing over his body until he calmed, relaxing against the bed and turning into putty beneath you.

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ldysmfrst · 10 months ago

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American Mate (8) - Time to Tell the Family Pack (M)

Paring: Hybrid!BTS Ot7 x Plus-sized Human FemReader

Status: Ongoing series

Chapter number: 8 of unknown

Word count for Chapter: 11,941

Work count for Story: 45,282

Genre: Hybrid Playmate Au inspired by works created by @yoongiofmine

A little about the author: I am a mother of two beautiful children, one of whom has special needs and the other loves everyone. I currently am not working because of a broken foot. I started a Patreon, and I would be grateful if you donated to help me make ends meet while I am out of work.

Warnings: (I am not good at this, but I will try. Let me know if I missed anything!!) NOT BETA READ!! This story will have a bit of angst, fluff, smut, f/m, m/m, and m/f/m. This chapter does have pack dynamics, comfort, Alpha Space, feisty Omega vibes, close proximity, and multiple scenting. Jin, Yoongi and Jk are extra touchy and Y/n is just along for the ride.

SIDE NOTE: This is my first time writing text conversations into a story. 💜💜💜

BTS HYBRID ANIMAL TYPES: Seokjin - Roan Ferret, Yoongi - Black Jaguar, Hoseok - Marten, Namjoon - Alaskan Timber Wolf, Jimin - Red Panda, Taehyung - White Southwest African Tiger, Jungkook - Flemish Giant Rabbit

AMERICAN MATE MASTER LIST / LDYSMFRST MASTER LIST

“Are you serious? You agreed to be our playmate?” Seokjin inquires, stepping up next to Yoongi.

Standing up, you look at the two hybrids with a small smile. “Yes,” you say, glancing over at Namjoon and Jungkook. “I may not be a normal playmate, and this may not be a typical situation, but I am willing to try to make it work.”

At your words, the pack erupts into exclamations of joy, shock, and happiness. The room is flooded with happy scents and a warm abundance of vanilla.

Their reactions also make you smile, which only becomes wider when you become a Yoongi and Jungkook sandwich. Soon follows Seokjin, then Taehyung and Hoseok, and lastly comes Jimin and Namjoon. You have fully been engulfed in a pack hug.

While it is all good and dandy, they won’t let go. Logically, you understand that they are just finding a way to claim you as their playmate and temporary pack member. The attention is still a little unnerving.

“Well, this is an endearing sight to see, Bangtan. I won’t disrupt too much. I just wanted to let you know that I have sent the contract for final approval. Miss Y/n only needs to attend a health screening appointment and clear her office desk by the end of the week. Everything should be good,” Manager Sejin says from the hallway.

“I will let myself out. Remember you have a schedule that Yoongi is excused from to assist her tomorrow, but the rest of you need sleep. It's getting late.”

With that, you find yourself still in the middle of the warm cluster of hybrid men. As thrilled as most Army would be, it is too much too soon for you.

“Umm, guys. Can we maybe take a step back?” you ask the group, resulting in unpleasant grumbles all around.

“No, like, really. I need air, or space, or breathing room.” With still no response, you raise your voice, “I need out!”

You are now batting and pushing for freedom while raising your voice, breaking the boys out of whatever headspace they have gone into. The boys move to sit or stand around the living room, now feeling mildly awkward as you are feeling disgruntled and a bit overwhelmed.

Once you can wiggle out of them, move to the farthest corner near the backyard doors, take a few breaths, and let the warm vanilla scent settle you.

Man, you need to find out what kind of cleaner or candle they use.

The boys look at each other and have silent conversations with their eyes and hands about what should happen next since they realize they have overstepped yet again.

At this most inopportune time, your stomach decides to roar like a ravenous dragon. Looking at your phone, you realize you ate last at the lunch meeting with Manager Sejin… yesterday.

“It seems that my promise to keep you eating well and happy starts right away,” Seokjin says with a slight chuckle as he walks up next to you.

He hands you his phone with the Doordash app open. “Here you go, dear. Dinner is on me. Pick any place you like and order whatever you want. I think the rest of us should go unpack enough to sleep.”

The boys nod and murmur in agreement, moving to their rooms. Namjoon mentions something about no seafood, and Taehyung asks for nothing spicy.

“Oh… Thank you, Mr. Kim,” you smile while looking through the app, only to stop when a hand is placed on your arm.

“You are with us now. Please use our names or even nicknames. I hope you feel comfortable and allow us to use yours as well,” Seokjin mentions before heading upstairs.

“Names or nicknames. Got it – Jin.”

Before going down the hall, he smiles at you one last time, “When you are done ordering for everyone, just send it out.”

After giving him a thumbs up, you murmur to yourself, “Order for everyone… no, what was it again? Oy… I hardly know what I want most of the time, much less for seven Korean men.”

After choosing something you are pretty sure they would like, you change your choice because there is nothing you really want to have from there. After who knows how many changes, you finally pick a place that has family-sized shareable meals to split and triple-check that all foods are hybrid-safe.

You wander back into the room that has been designated as yours.

Wow.

For the next eight weeks, this is your life. It's like an extended vacation but with working (kind of), hot guys everywhere, and a broken wrist.

Oh, Derek! Pulling your phone out, you go to your group chat and send your friends a quick message, letting them know more or less what is going on but leaving out the playmate part of it all.

Derek: So, have you made it home yet? Evie: Why was I told so late? When can I help you too? Evie: Are you home? I am coming over right now. Evie: Did you eat? You probably didn’t eat, knowing you. I will bring food! Y/n: Yo! Pipsqueak, relax! Y/n:1) I am not home as I will sleep in the guest room at their pack house. 2) You were told late because I just now got things settled. Evie’s name has been changed to Pipsqueak. Pipsqueak: DEREK! Derek’s name has been changed to Fluff Boi. Fluff Boi: You think I won’t like Fluff Boi? Lol, nice try, pippy. Y/n: Aaaaaannnnny ways, you two. I just ordered food for the pack on Jin’s phone, so that means I will eat it soon. Pipsqueak: OOOOOoooooOOOO Jin’s phone. Jin. Next thing you know, it will be Jinnie or Pookie-Bear. Nicknames with him already there, Missy? Y/n: Yes, he asked me to use their names or nicknames from now on and drop the formalities. Fluff boi: Ah huh… sure… and did he say wwwwhhhhyyyy he wanted it dropped? Pipsqueak: Wait… is there more that I don’t know about?!? Alright, Fluff Boi, spill since we all know Y/n won’t. Y/n: Hey! Y/n: It isn’t that I won’t. It's because they are technically clients of PMS, and I have to keep privacy. So, I will ask them if it is okay to tell my family pack for safety reasons. Pipsqueak: Fine, but are you really going to be okay? Y/n: Yeah. I think so. But I do need help tomorrow at my place. What time are you guys free to help me? Fluff Boi: I just got an email about finalizing a new contract in the morning, but that will only take a few hours. So, after 10? Pippy, what about you? Pipsqueak: Is that gonna be a forever thing now? Pippy? Pipsqueak: Y/n, I am free tomorrow as well. So, 10 am works. Y/N: Great! I'll see you both tomorrow at 10 a.m. at my place, and I'll bring brunch stuff. Y/N: Oh, I have to go. The food is almost here now. I should probably give Jin his phone back, too. Pipsqueak: lol, you and your phone hoarding. Bye Fluff boi: See you in the marrow!

Making your way upstairs, you head towards Seokjin and Yoongi’s den room. You notice that all the other doors are closed but theirs. Not thinking much of it, you knock as you walk in and see Yoongi put his suitcases under the bed.

“Hi, Yoongi. The food I ordered should almost be here, and I need to give Seokjin his phone back,” you tell him, looking towards the other half of the room and not finding the phone's owner.

“Thanks, Y/n. Jin-hyung is over with Namjoon and Tae. He is quick with unpacking and knows those two tend to take a while if we want things intact.”

“So, the rumors of Namjoon being clumsy are true?” you ask with a silly smile, knowing how much you have laughed at the TikTok’s of them having accidents.

“I'm afraid so. I suggest you leave any valuables in your flat for now,” Yoongi says with a fond chuckle. “Let’s head down. We can knock on everyone’s door to let them know to hurry up.”

“Sounds good to me,” agreeing as you both knock on doors and yell to hurry them. Various responses come back in agreements and exclamations. Apparently, some are better at unpacking than others. You giggle because you know you are a horrible packer and don’t unpack when you go on trips. Making a hotel or Airbnb feel like home never made sense when it was only temporary.

“Did someone say something funny?” Yoongi inquires at the sound of your laughing.

“Oh no. It sounds like a couple of the pack members are not fast unpackers. So, I started thinking about the few trips that I have gone on.”

Ding Dong. Stompstompstompstomp.

“We got it!” Jungkook and Taehyung run down the stairs to the front door. They barely miss running into you if you hadn’t stepped back into Yoongi.

“Yah! Watch out for Y/n! She already got hurt once!” Yoongi yells at the two, who are not paying him one mind because they are gathering the food that was delivered.

“It’s okay. They didn’t mean it. Sorry if I bumped into you,” you say, looking over your shoulder while you attempt to remain relaxed, his hands resting on your hips.

“Remember, I promised to protect you, so bump into me, run towards me, or jump in my arms, and I will be there for you, always.” Yoongi’s face slightly blushes at his own words.

Yoongi squeezes your hips and uses them like handles to guide you into the dining room. The two youngest packmates have already started setting up the table with place settings and opened food containers.

Pulling out of Yoongi’s hold, you walk over to the far wall and watch the rest of the pack pile into the room.

“Thank you for ordering dinner, Y/n. It smells wonderful,” Yoongi comments as he takes a seat.

“Yeah! We love pasta!” Tae exclaims

“Joonie-hyung! She got your faaavorite! Shrimp Fettuccine Alfredo!” Jungkook excitedly yells down the hall.

“What?! No! That is mine!” You yell, hoping that the Prime Alpha can hear you.

Soon enough, you hear laughter as the remaining pack enters. “You know, Y/n. You could make him eat the shrimp to start gaining your forgiveness,” says Hoseok.

Looking at Namjoon, you see him give the oddest look at that suggestion, then meet your eyes as if he is waiting for your decision.

“Nope, it’s mine,” you walk over, sit at the chair closest to the mentioned food, and start plating. “Shrimp is my protein of choice. I will bite anyone who tries to take it from me.”

At your threat, the whole room freezes and plunges into silence. You notice the change in energy and look around with pure confusion.

Seokjin's presence was felt as he walked up behind you and leaned into your personal space. His chest presses against your upper back, and his voice, low and resonant, fills your ears with a quiet warning: “Don’t make promises you don’t intend to keep.”

Leaning to the side, you look at him, your nose brushing his because of how close he is. With a hitch in your breath and wide, shocked eyes, you ask, “What do you mean, Jin?”

“While in human terms, biting is considered a bad thing and something that can be done in some kinky circles,” Seokjin leans to whisper in your ear.

“For hybrids,” Hoseok appears on your other side. Just as close as Jin, pulling your attention to him, whispers in your other ear, “Biting is a form of foreplay, marking, and mating.”

Your mind is fighting to respond to the information you just learned while your body lights up. You audibly swallow, which is surprising, given how dry your mouth has gone. Goosebumps litter your skin everywhere.

Ultimately, you nod in understanding as the two take their seats on either side of you. Once you regain control of your body, you dare to look around. All eyes are on the three of you; their eyes have darkened.

“Miss Y/n?” you hear Jimin call.

“Yes?” you answer, happy that someone is talking and not just staring.

“Thank you for ordering dinner. Is this from a place you have had before?” he asks with genuine curiosity.

You let out a breath, thankful for Jimin’s redirection, answering, “Yes, it’s called Buca di Beppo. They follow the Italian family-style serving portions. I thought it would be filling, and then we could all share. So, hopefully, I ordered well enough for the eight of us.”

“You did!” Jungkook pipes in as he fills his plate, “Besides, we all should go to bed soon since we have things to do tomorrow. I am sure our schedules will be shared with you soon.”

“Good, I am glad. Well… dig in, everyone,” you encourage with a smile.

At your prompt, the pack does just that. It isn’t long before different conversations happen between the packmates, who are all respectful and trying to keep you involved.

After a bit, you realize that your plate hasn’t diminished even though you know you have had to have eaten the amount you started with. Testing your thoughts, you take another bite of shrimp with mushrooms and broccoli.

Turning your head like you are about to join another conversation, you keep your eyes on your plate. It doesn’t take long before you see Seokjin adding more veggies and Alfredo to your plate.

It makes you smile because he is doing just as he said. Catching his hand before it leaves your plate, you look at him and smile.

“Jin, thank you for providing me with food, but I am full now and don’t want to waste any,” you say in a hushed tone.

A slight frown forms on his face as he looks back down at your plate. Gathering a fork with carrot, broccoli, and noodles, he brings the food to your mouth. With his eyes on your mouth, he asks, “Please, just one more bite?”

Dutifully, you take the last bite in your mouth, licking your lip of the white sauce. You note that he is still watching your mouth. His eyes are still darkened, and his mouth is slightly open as he licks his lip as you do yours. Again, the table’s overall sound level drops, and as the tension rises.

Swallowing the bite, you smile, “Thank you again, Jin.”

“Welcome, Y/n,” he says after clearing his voice and looking away.

“Hey Jin-hyung! Why do you guys talk so informally now? Is it okay for everyone now that Miss y/n is a playmate?” Jungkook whines. “I want her to use a nickname for me too,” his foot thumping on the ground.

Giggling, you smile at the youngest of the pack, “You want a nickname?”

“Yeah! Please? Can I call you by just your name or a nickname, too?” he eagerly asks, his ears standing tall.

Looking around, you see that everyone is also curious about this change. “Well, You can use my name without the miss part or a nickname if you would like. That goes for all of you.”

“As for you,” your eyes settle on the bunny hybrid, narrowing in thought as you hear his foot still bouncing on the floor.

With a smile, you snap your finger and say, “I know! Thumper!”

The whole pack starts to laugh at the nickname you gave him. “What? He is a bunny hybrid, he is full of energy, and he thumps his left foot – he is just like Thumper. I loved Thumper in Bambi!”

At your reasoning, Jungkook starts blushing and sinking in his seat. “You can call me Thumper if you want to.”

After dinner was finished, you attempted to help clean up but were quickly shooed out of the dining room and kitchen by Jungkook, Yoongi, and Hoseok, who were herding you into your room.

You all end up piling on the huge bed. You are sandwiched between Yoongi and Jungkook, but surprisingly, it's not uncomfortable. Hoseok is at the end of the bed.

“Y/n, thank you for ordering dinner at Jin’s expense,” Hoseok starts. “Thank you for letting us use your name too.”

“Oh, it’s nothing. I mean, if we are going to be living together for the foreseeable future, we might as well be friendly about it, right?” you explain.

A hand touching your arm pulls your attention to the bunny hybrid, “Y/n, are you really okay with the skinship? You seem to get overwhelmed by it earlier, and I don’t… I don’t want to be too much for you.”

“Oh, Thumper.” Jungkook blushes at the new nickname, and you giggle, which brings smiles all around. “Skinship is a strange topic for me. In America, it’s not seen as anything special, kinda. Well… agh.” Running your hand through your hair, you huff.

“I used to be very touchy-feely when I was younger and in high school because I thought that is what you were supposed to do.” Fiddling with your… Yoongi’s sweater, you continue, “After some hateful comments and talking with my best friend, Evie. I figured out that I was doing pack-like stuff with humans. And… well, I was branded a, umm… A slut.”

“Fucking humans,” grumbles Yoongi.

“I stopped after that. No skinship, no cuddling, and nothing pack-like outside of Evie’s family and then Derek. Umm…”

“Y/n, you don’t have to tell us anything,” Jungkook says.

“We will keep the skinship down to a minimum or let you lead us in that area,” Hoseok says. “It may be hard for our Yoon and Kook to keep to themselves now, but I will talk with the rest of the pack, and we will keep to ourselves.”

You felt the two hybrids beside you shuffled when he mentioned their names. Jungkook removed his hand, only for you to grab it with a reassuring smile.

“I don’t mind it. Surprisingly, at least not from Yoongi and Jungkook.” looking at Hoseok, you see a slight frown. “Hoseok, I will try my best to be comfortable with all of you.”

“I think because of this,” you hold up your right hand, “and their care when I was freaking out sort of made it easy.”

“Ah, that makes sense. As hybrids, we have a thing called imprinting. Most of the time, it is temporary, you can ask Namjoon, but I think humans have a trauma response like that.”

“That would make sense. I was going to University for Psychology, but they never liked my work. My roommate in the dorm thought I was a hybrid because of how I thought and acted.” Chewing on my bottom lip, “Hmm… maybe I should have majored in Pack Psychology or Hybrid Psychology.”

“Y/n, how did you end up at Playmate Services?” Hoseok asks, scooting forward a little.

“Oh, actually, it was supposed to be a part-time job. I was a Doordash driver when I saw that they were remodeling the office. The sign on the door said they were looking for part- or full-time front desk assistants and remote operators.

“I thought I would do well as a remote operator because I am good over the phone, but I guess the head of HR thought I was good enough for the front desk spot. After working with them over the summer, I realized that I enjoyed working and asked to be full-time,” I explain with bright eyes.

“You mean, if HR hadn’t put you at the front desk and Yoongi hadn't hurt you… we would have never met?” Jungkook asks, pulling your arm to his chest and holding you tight with both hands, almost as if you would disappear if he didn’t.

“I guess you’re right, Thumper,” You squeeze his hands back. “Now, you are stuck with me for the next two months.”

“You say that like it's a bad thing,” Yoongi says as he rests his head on your shoulder.

The warmth of the two and the comfort they bring makes you sleepy enough to let out a long yawn.

“Oh, it looks like it's time to take our leave and let our newest one rest. She has had a long and exhausting day,” Hoseok says with a smile. Patting your leg softly, he takes his leave.

“Yeah, I think I am crashing from all the emotions, and the pain meds I took with dinner are kicking in, too,” you agree shaking your head trying to clear up some of your sleepy haze.

With a last squeeze of his hand, Jungkook gets up and walks to the door. “Oh, when I unpacked, I put a spare toothbrush and paste in your bathroom. Jimin also had me put some of his spare face wash and face creams for you. Goodnight, Y/n.”

Scooting to the end of the bed, Yoongi looks around, “Do you have everything you need? Will you be comfortable sleeping in those clothes?”

“I should be fine, Yoongi. Unless you don’t want me to sleep in these?” I ask because it’s like a trillion dollars worth of clothes.

“I.. ah... It's… fine,” Yoongi stutters, his face gone pink. You knew he might react like this, and you smiled at how cute he looked. Your scent is blooming in the room. “I’d better go now. Sleep well, Y/n.”

With that, you are left alone in the room. Looking around, you feel awkward, finally alone after being with at least one person all day. After another yawn, you go about a nighttime routine using the products left by the two youngest in your bathroom.

Mind you, the products are in Korean, so you hope for the best. By looking at the pictures, you can tell which is which. Once you are done, you glance at the closed bedroom door and hope you have made a good decision. Staying with this pack.

“What… hmm,” Jungkook’s ears perk up, hearing a rustling sound. One of the horrible things about being a prey hybrid, Alpha or not, is that you're always on your guard. While for some, it makes them live in fear, for Jungkook, it pushes him to be the best at everything he takes on.

Waking up more, he listens again. After a moment, he can hear his pack sleeping. A few are snoring, and Jimin is talking in his sleep again. Wait… the rustling sound is back, but it's coming from below. Getting up quickly, he makes his way down to your room.

Knock, Knock.

“Y/n, are you okay? Is there something that you need?” He asks, pressing his ear to the door. Hearing you move about, he stands up straight.

Opening the door slowly, you look sleepy. Your eyes are slightly puffy, and your hair is tousled. You look beautiful in Jungkook’s eyes. “Thumper? Sorry, did I wake you?”

“It’s okay. I am a light sleeper, prey and all. Are you not comfortable? Are you in pain?” he asks, slightly pushing the door open.

“The bed is soft enough, but I normally sleep with lots of pillows or blankets. I get cold quickly, but I will be okay. I promise to stop moving around so much,” you say, pulling down the bottom hem of the hoodie.

Your motions catch Jungkook’s attention. His whole body flushes with heat once he notices you are not wearing pants. Taking a step back, he looks right into your eyes, trying his best not to ogle your bare legs.

“Ah. Pillows. Blankets. Lots.” Glancing back down again, his eyes drawn to the new unseen skin, he swallows. “Yeah, on hold.” He says before jogging back upstairs, leaving you standing at your door wondering what has happened.

Like any young Alpha, Jungkook is giddy at seeing his mate in such a state of vulnerability and dress. To top it off, you needed something he could provide: blankets and pillows. They always had blankets and pillows.

Going into Yoongi and Jin’s den without knocking, he wakes Yoongi by stealing his pillow.

“Kook! What the hell was that for?” Yoongi grunts as he watches the youngest Alpha approach Jin’s side and take a blanket off him.

“Y/n. She wants blankets and pillows. My Alpha says it has to be the pack stuff,” the thought stopped him in his tracks. “Wait, why does it need to be the pack’s stuff?”

“What are you two talking about? You are supposed to be sleeping,” Jin huffs, pulling at the blanket in Jungkook’s hand.

“Kook, wait,” Yoongi says, processing the young Alpha’s words.

“No, Yoongi. Y/n said she cannot sleep without lots of pillows and blankets. I am getting her pillows and blankets,” he says, holding up the named items.

The three of them glance at each other, now gathered in Jin’s half of the den. After taking a moment to process, Yoongi asks, “Y/n is asking for nesting materials?”

That question sets something off in their minds. They scramble to gather different items. Yoongi takes back his pillow, covering it more thoroughly in his scent. Seokjin does the same with his blanket, and Jungkook runs to his room to get his body pillow. The three meet in the hall before heading downstairs, trying not to wake the rest of the house.

Coming to the door, Jungkook jumped in front of them. “Wait! She asked me. I want to be the first to give her something to nest with, please,” the young Alpha begs his hyungs.

“Awhhh… look at our little bun. He is trying to be a good Alpha and provide for her. Isn’t it cute?” Seokjin coos and Yoongi chuckles.

“Hyuuunngg, don’t make fun of me,” whines the bunny hybrid stomping his heel.

“He is just teasing you out of love, Kook. Of course, you can go first. We won’t take that from you,” Yoongi says. “Now go on. We are right behind you.”

Knock Knock

“The door is open, Thumper,” you call from inside.

He pushes it open and walks in with the others right behind him. You straighten up and smile at the addition of the others coming in, too. The first thing Jungkook looks at is– your legs, of course. Why would he not?

It isn’t until the others find you sitting on your bed that you notice they are all looking down, which causes you to look down. Then it clicks. You are not wearing sweatpants anymore. Quickly, you grab the coverlet at the end of the bed and hide your legs, breaking their gaze.

“Sorry, it’s a habit. I don’t like pants when I sleep. It feels like I am trapped again,” you explain with a nervous hilt to your voice.

“No, it's okay. We shouldn’t have focused on that. It just wasn’t expected. Umm..” Jungkook blushes deeply, looking anywhere but you, and then he remembers why they are in your bedroom again.

“Oh, we brought you pillows and blankets,” he says, holding his body pillow. “This is one of my body pillows. I love to cuddle up with it when I am sleeping alone, and it’s super soft.”

You take the pillow gently, “What will you use now?”

“Oh, I will sleep with Jin tonight. I normally sleep with someone else on the first night in a new pack house,” Jungkook fibs because the thought of you not using it because it was his only body pillow is not going over well with his Alpha.

You glance at Jin, who nods in agreement: “It is rare when he actually sleeps alone. It typically only happens when he has an individual schedule or he has to get up before anyone else. But here,” he goes to place a blanket on the bottom of your bed.

His eyes take in how you have bunched up the decorative throw pillows along the wall, the duvet in the middle of the bed like a wall, and it looks like another quilt from somewhere at the foot of the bed. Not knowing where to put the blanket down, he looks at you with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh, here.” You hop off the bed, putting the coverlet back in its place. You take Jin's soft and silky blanket, the scent of cherries puffing out. “Mmmm… smells good,” you comment while climbing back on the bed.

The hybrids watch your movements with interest, watching how Yoongi's hoodie barely covers you. Their Alphas purr at your level of comfort while enjoying the view. Not only are you showing off your plush, milky thighs as you crawl away from them, but you are giving the three Alphas your back, which means that you do not find them a threat.

To top it off, you are building a nest—a Nest of all things inside their pack house!

While clearly, it’s a small nest meant for personal use and not a pack nest, it doesn’t matter to the Alphas. They cannot wait to tell the others about your nest and maybe one day be invited to join you in the nest.

Pulling the blanket and placing it inside the bowl of bedding, you leave some hanging over the side. Grabbing the body pillow, you stuff it against the wall with a smile.

“There, much better.” You turn and sit cross-legged, pulling the hoodie down over your knees, but stop because you remember it is a Valentino and don’t want to stretch it.

Looking at Yoongi, you notice he is holding a pillow, “Is that for me, or are you planning to sleep over?”

“Sleep…sleep over?” Yoongi questions.

“Is sleeping over an option?” Jungkook asks, his ears standing straight up with interest.

“No, no… no sleeping over Kook. It’s her first night here, and she needs her space. We have to respect that,” Seokjin intervenes.

“Thank you, Jin. I do like sleepovers, and it is your pack house.” You offhandedly comment while making minor adjustments to the bedding. “Umm... Yoongi, the pillow?”

“Oh, right. Pillow. I had an extra one you can have. If you want it, that is, but yeah, sleeping over isn’t something I do much of. I typically cat nap throughout the day. I'm not much of a cuddler, really,” Yoongi says while handing you the pillow.

“Oh. Based on what you said in the hall, I thought you would be more comfortable with all of that.” Turning around and sitting on your knees, you place his pillow on top of your pillow at the head of the bed. Looking over your shoulder, you ask, “Is that all you boys brought?”

The sheer thought that they had not brought you enough nesting materials to make you content shocks the boys with concern. Serious faces across them all as they start to think of other things they could bring down to you. Then, as if a switch was flipped, they all scampered out of the room and back upstairs.

“Huh? Where are they going?” you mutter as you go back to rearranging the bed again now that you have more things to snuggle with.

After about five minutes, some hollers and lots of yelled apologies, the boys come back to the room with even more blankets and pillows. Standing around the bed with hopeful but still concerned looks on their faces, you move to the edge, smiling brightly at all the soft bedding you could choose from.

“Oh wow, I didn’t know that you all had so much extra bedding,” you look at them with happy eyes.

The boys share a look that you miss. The three of them know that they have four other confused and upset mates upstairs to whom they owe explanations for stealing the stuff they were using. But you don’t need to know that right now.

Once you have torn down and rebuilt the bed again, it now contains a body pillow from Jungkook and Jimin, pillows from Yoongi and Hoseok, and blankets from Jin, Taehyung, and Namjoon. Settling in the middle, you start to feel more at home. Your sweetpea scent is missing as the Alphas’ scents cascade in waves, heavy with vanilla, indicating to the whole house how happy they are providing for you.

“Thank you, all. I know I am strange, but it just makes me feel more comfortable to have it like this. The soft pillows, the walls of blankets. It's kinda like a blanket fort, or as my best friend Evie always tells people, I can make the best human nests.”

“Ah, yeah, nests. Hybrids do that often, but Omegas are the best at them. Jimin makes them for our pack since we do not have an omega, but maybe one day you two can make a nest or fort in the living room or something on a day off for everyone?” Jin asks cautiously.

“Oh! That would be so much fun, but I am not sure he would want to make one with me. I don’t think he likes me much,” you lament.

“Give him time, dear,” Jin says as he moves closer to the head of the bed where you are resting. “He took what happened with the last playmate harder than he let on.”

“Oh. That makes sense,” you nod with a scrunched brow. “Well, I won’t push him to get close to me. I don’t want to make him or any of you uncomfortable.”

“You are sweet, Y/n. Jimin will like that. He won’t stay away for long,” Jungkook adds. “Umm it’s late. Can we scent you before we go? It will help us sleep.”

“Kookie! Don’t ask her that,” Jin scolded the youngest.

“Jin! It’s okay. You can scent me if you wish. It’s not like you haven’t done it before,” you playfully glare at Jin as you remember being told he did it in his Den.

“Well, I was just trying to keep you and me calm while we were talking,” Jin whines.

“It’s okay. The three of you have been so supportive, feeding me, keeping me calm, and protecting me. Now, you are providing me with additional comforts for sleeping. How could I be rude and not let you scent me?” you say, explaining the logic behind the requested actions and your easy acceptance. While it means so much more to the Alphas, they understand that, hopefully, you will hold the same meaning someday soon.

Smiling with his bunny teeth on full display, Jungkook hops onto the bed, careful not to knock anything over. He grabs your hand and pulls you closer to them all.

You giggle at the hybrid, holding your hands out to Jungkook and Seokjin.

The eldest goes first, taking your left hand and gently kissing the back before turning it over and taking a deep breath. He glances at your face, still calm and slightly pink from the kiss. He locks his eyes with you, and he kisses your wrist. Seeing your eyes widen slightly but not feeling you move away; he becomes bold and licks the skin once with a slight nip before releasing you from his grip.

“Good night, dear. I shall see you tomorrow afternoon. Most of us will be gone before you wake up,” he says, leaving.

Looking over at Yoongi and Jungkook, the two share some wordless conversation, leaving Yoongi shaking his head and walking closer.

“It seems our bun wants to be the last to scent you, which is fine. After all, he is your Alpha right now,” comments Yoongi.

Completely ignoring your confusion at the note of possession in what was just said. Yoongi places one knee on the bed and leans over to you, touching your forehead with his. Breathing deeply, he rolls his forehead along yours and ends his scenting you by rubbing your temples together.

A smile graces your face at the familiarity of it all since Evie and her family would do the same with you whenever you were to leave the house. The instinct to roll your head to the other side and rub your temple on the other side comes on its own but sends the jaguar hybrid for a loop, his heart fluttering at the action, which means so much to him. With a smile on his face and warmth in his heart, Yoongi leaves the room.

You may not be a hybrid, but you sure do act like one, and it just makes Yoongi feel as light as a feather. Sleep will be easy for him… even without his favorite pillow.

“Umm... Y/n, do you know much about bunny hybrids?” Jungkook asks nervously while he runs his fingers over the brace on your wrist.

“Nope,” you pop the p and smile at him expectantly.

“Do you know the common areas of scent glands? Human or not?” he asks, trying to gauge how to go about scenting you.

“Oh, I know this!” you answer excitedly. “The glands are pretty much anywhere someone can sweat, but there is also the wrist. Simply running wrist to wrist with someone will transfer scent, but things like kissing, licking, or biting the area will cause more scent to leak out, much like oil being squeezed out of a sponge.”

“That is surprisingly accurate– for most hybrids,” Jungkook looks up from your wrist. “I am sure you know that Yoongi-hyung or cat hybrids also have scent glands on their temples down to their cheekbones, which is why most cat hybrids end up with plump cheeks no matter how thin they are.”

“Bunny hybrids don’t have glands on their faces like most people think; it’s on our chin,” he says, looking up at you to see your reaction, only for you to have a furrowed brow.

“Your chin? So, when you rested your chin on my lap in Jin and Yoongi’s den, were you scenting me then? Or back in the breakroom, and you rested your head on my lap?” Your face unfurrows as you look at him with almost a surprised but happy look.

“If I said yes, would you be mad at me?” the bunny asks, nibbling on his bottom lip with his slightly larger buck teeth.

Your face breaks out into a huge smile, “No, Jungkook. I am just happy that you feel so comfortable with me. I knew a bunny hybrid in high school, and he would always run away from me. It made me think I was too much for a prey-type breed to be around.”

The mention of another bunny hybrid around you spikes a bit of distaste in Jungkook’s mouth. He was the bunny to be around you—not some weak bunny that ran for no good reason unless he was nervous about being around someone so unique as you. How dare he make you feel like you were too much; you are perfect.

“Umm, Thumper,” Yawn, “I like learning about you, but it’s late. Was the scenting you did upstairs enough for you to sleep, or did you need to do it again? I mean, you did ask.”

He looks over you, taking in your bare legs, Yoongi-hyung’s sweater bathing you in petrichor but mixing nicely with Seokjin-hyung’s cherries and a hint of the vanilla mate scent. A frown on his face because your sweet pea scent is still missing. It causes his heart to ache at how close you came to breaking the mate bond that has barely started.

Watching Jungkook’s face closely, you watch his eyes wander your form, his mind deep in thought. You can tell something isn’t settling well with the hybrid, and while the contract hasn’t been finalized yet, you still feel like you need to comfort him.

Scooting closer, your knees brushing against his leg, you tentatively reach out a hand and slide it across his collarbone and up his neck. While his body stiffens, his eyes remain on your hurt wrist, but you can feel his pulse race against your fingertips.

You duck your head down and lean into his space, cupping his face and bringing him to look at you. Your head is lower than his, and your hair has cascaded off your back to hang like a curtain, brushing his knee. All while your neck is bare and open to him.

“Alpha, scent me,” you request, hoping to ease whatever conflict his was battling in his head.

His eyes flash silver at your simple show of submission to him, which causes your breath to hitch and Jungkook to act.

The next thing you know, Jungkook has you on his lap, with an arm around your shoulders and a hand on your waist. The hand cupping his face is now holding the back of his neck, and your braced hand is gripping his shirt. Looking up, you can watch as the smokey gray color blends through his natural chocolate brown.

“Alpha Kook,” you breathe out once you realize you are speaking to both—at their mercy, in their arms.

The Alpha bunny smiles at you, calling him by name and understanding who you are interacting with. Tightening his grip on your shoulder, he pulls you closer to his chest, curling you towards him as he leans down. The hand on your shoulder tugs the hoodie away from your neck and exposes you from your hairline to your shoulder cap.

Softly, like a feather, he runs his nose along your cheek, along the rim of your ear, down your neck, and across your shoulder as far as the stretched hoodie next would allow. While you fight to keep your pulse under control, you cannot keep your eyes from fluttering shut and goosebumps pebbling your skin.

“Hmm… something’s missing,” Jungkook growls out, his voice taking on an edge that is not helping you sit still on his lap.

“I… I am sorry, Alpha Kook. I never learned how to bring it back,” you manage to get out, knowing that it has to be your scent he is talking about. Unfortunately, your voice comes out breathy and slightly rushed.

“Fix it. My job,” the Alpha states before resuming his scenting of your neck and shoulder. Gliding his chin along your skin, stopping here and there to smell a particular spot.

He can feel your braced hand pulling at his shirt gently and your legs flexing against his thigh when his nose runs below your ear and right where your shoulder connects. Lucky for your pack of mates, you are responsive to his ministrations. Jungkook can’t help it; he has to have a taste and runs his tongue along the same path.

You wanted to think you had it under control, but the moment the wet heat of the Alpha’s tongue hit your skin– it was over. The startled moan that escaped your lips was nothing compared to the explosion of sweet peas, vanilla, and jasmine that flooded the room.

“Sugar back now,” Jungkook groans after taking a deep breath of your intoxicating scent. Taking a few more laps at the scent gland on your neck, savoring the taste of your scent on his tongue, the young Alpha squeezes your waist.

“Might not want to squirm around too much, Sweets. Wouldn’t want you to fall, now would we?” He says as he looks into your eyes. His are turning back into their deep brown, the gray smokiness fading.

“Sorry, Jungkook, I have never been scented like this before. It’s – intense.”

Chuckling, he helps you to sit back on the bed. “Yeah, I tend to go into scent highs with my mates. I guess I just got carried away. If you didn’t like it, I could try not to scent you often.”

“NO!” You sit back on your heels, shocked by your strong disagreement. “I mean, no, the scenting was and is fine. I just… I just need to learn how to respond properly to scentings.”

“Sugar, you responded wonderfully. I wouldn’t change anything. If you think my scentings are something to get used to,” giggles, “I can’t wait till Alpha Chim decides to scent you properly.”

“Alpha Chim? Is that Yoongi’s Alpha?”

“No, Yoongi’s Alpha is Alpha Yoon. Jimin’s Alpha is Alpha Chim. Then there is Alpha Eli, Alpha Hope, Alpha Tae, and Alpha Joon, and you got mine right. Alpha Kook.”

“Interesting, but I think my contract will be over before Alpha Chim decides to scent me properly,” you attempt to joke.

“You won’t have to wait long if you keep smelling like his Y/n. You underestimate how delicious you smell. However, I can tell you are fighting sleep. I guess, I should go now,” Jungkook says with a satisfied smile.

“Oh yeah. Well, thank you, Alpha, for gathering things for me to cuddle in. I can tell the bed is much more snuggly than before,” you say as you quickly crawl into the center of your human-made nest. Making yourself comfortable as you rest one leg over Jungkook’s body pillow, lay your head on Yoongi’s, and cover yourself with Jin's blanket.

“Good night, Thumper.”

“Good night, my Sweets.”

This morning is a blur. You wake up and borrow another pair of Valentino sweatpants from Yoongi and a hoodie from Jungkook. This time, the hoodie is from Calvin Klein. Yay, more brand-name clothes you have never thought of wearing or affording.

Jin also left you a travel bag to put your clothes in and a suitcase to bring clothes back in.

After a quick breakfast, you return to your flat with Yoongi in tow. You didn’t see the rest of the pack before they left because you woke up later than expected.

Standing outside the large but slightly run-down building, you are nervous about him being with you. You can already tell that he isn’t comfortable. Shifting from foot to foot, looking up and down the street, and sticking super close, fur leash attached.

“Yoongi, if you are afraid of being seen or are uncomfortable with this part of town, it's okay. I have lived here for almost 2 years. You can go somewhere else, and I can call you when I am done?” you offer.

“Are you sure?” Pulling his bucket hat down again, he said, “I don't want to leave, but I also want to give you time with your friends.”

He steps into your space quickly as a messenger bike rides by. His arms encircle you, and a low growl is heard.

“Thank you, Alpha, but I think you are right. I need to tell my pack a lot of things.” You run your hands along his shoulders, “but I think the ‘contract’ that Derek is working on this morning is ours, so he will probably break down my door to talk about it.”

“Remember, I am your protector now, Princess,” Yoongi leans in and scents your temple again. “You can call me if you ever need me, even if it’s with your family pack.”

Smiling at this scenting and protective nature, you offer a solution, saying, “Walk me to my door, then you can wander around. Grinders is a great coffee shop about a mile or two away. They have the best espresso and really good crepes.”

“Sounds good,” agrees Yoongi, happy to know you will be safe inside your pack house.

After sending Yoongi off, barely managing to keep him outside your flat, you start by trying to clean up one-handedly. With everything that happened, you had almost forgotten the tornado that blew through, trying to find a ‘run-away’ outfit for work yesterday morning.

Lucky for you, it’s a small flat.

The whole space is open except for the bathroom and the coat closet. The front door opens directly into the kitchen on one side and the bathroom on the other. Then it opens to the bedroom and living room—well, living room if you owned a couch, which you don’t. The far wall holds a sliding glass door to a petite veranda, where you have a smaller-sized clothes washer and drying line.

Since you've been home, you have managed to hang up most of the clothes still on their hangers before you hear the door open shortly after ten. In walk your two best friends in the universe, Evie and Derek.

Evie lives up to her hybrid half. Standing only five feet tall, she has white and grayish ears and a large fluffy tail. She is the sun to your moon, as her many clothes are bright and pastel. She would totally be a Sweet Lolita if America did that kind of fashion.

Once she sets her bag down, she greets you with bounding, pouncing like glee, wrapping you in a firm hug with a purr before it abruptly stops, and she leans away from you.

“Who or what the heck do you smell like?” She asks with her nose scrunching. “I know you mentioned a temp move-in with a pack, but damn, how many alphas are there, and why in the heck did they scent you so much?”

“Ah well… so…”

“Y/N!” Derek yells, storming right up to you with a look of shock, anger, and irritation. “How dare you!”

At his exclamation, Evie turns to stand between the two of you. Omega or not, she has always been your Polly Pocket-sized bodyguard. “What’s got you in a twist?” she asks the fox hybrid.

“Go ahead, Missy.,” instructs Derek with a wave of his hand. “You are the only one who can tell her without us both losing our jobs.”

“Does anyone want some water?” you ask, making your way to the fridge. Your mind is trying to figure out how to tell them.

“No, we don’t,” Derek answers, pulling Evie to the foot of the bed. “Now start talking, or we will leave.”

“We are leaving? We…” with a leveling glance from Derick, Evie sits up straight, “Yes, spill it, or we are leaving.”

“Okay, okay. No one is leaving or losing their job,” you sigh. “They agreed I needed to tell my family pack what was happening to ensure no pack issues and safety reasons.”

Taking a deep breath, you stand and face them head-on.

“Evie, I know you are into anime, but you also know about things like K-pop and playmates and how we work with all that. I already told you that I got hurt at work and broke my wrist. You also know that I am staying with the pack involved in the accident until I am healed,” you pause, ensuring she is on track.

“Yeah, Y/n. We know this already, but what are you not saying?” Evie asks, flicking her tail back and forth.

“So... umm… The pack has seven members. Well, seven Alpha… male… idols, known as BTS.”

“Like the Korean Pop band?” she asks with an oddly blank face

You nod.

“The band that Lily made me learn the fan chant for?” continues Evie, her eyes widening.

You nod again.

“Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jeon Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook, BTS!” Evie says, getting louder with each name as she stands up, her eyes unblinking.

“Ah, yep. Those are the guys, and Yoongi was the one who accidentally ran into me but wasn’t able to stop me from getting hurt when he stopped me from landing on the floor,” you affirm.

Running up to you, she smells you, “Okay…” sniff, “Okay… so, which one is he? Cinnamon cookies or rain?”

“Huh?” you asked, confused.

With a slight pull on her tail, Derek says, “Sit back down. She’s not done yet.”

“Oh, there is more?” she asks as she listens to the beta and sits back down.

“Go on, explain.”

“Fine,” you grunt. Rolling your eyes at your Beta’s lack of wanting to share information slowly. “Derek had to work on a contract this morning that will be finalized in a few days because there needs to be a medical clearance and a meeting with Manager Sejin, BTS, and their new companion playmate… me.”

“BTS signed with PMS to have a playmate. You. Our packmate is gonna be a playmate for another pack,” she says, almost in a haze.

“Yep, that’s the deal,” you nod.

“For eight weeks with an open end for continuance, PLUS there is no exclusion of the rut clause, which was originally stressed as a requirement from BigHit because BTS is a mate-bonded pack,” Derek elaborates.

“Mate-bonded? Why wouldn’t they have the exclusion then?” asks Evie.

They both look at you for the answer to find you chewing on your lips with nerves, “Well, because of the injury, Yoongi’s Alpha is very protective of me because of the accident, and, just like you two, he is very touchy with the skinship. I mean, he uses his tail like a leash.”

That last bit causes them both to laugh, which lights the mood in the room.

“Wait, so if Yooooongi—I can’t believe you are using his first name—is protective of you, then why do you smell of two Alpha’s scents?” Evie asks.

“Oh, I think that is Thumper. I mean Jungkook.” You blush at letting the nickname slip.

“oooooOOOOooooo, Thumper. Nicknames with the youngest BTS Alpha. Isn’t he a little young for you? And common Thumper from Disney?” Derek teases.

“Okay, you know age isn’t a thing with hybrids. You all are very accepting of ages and backgrounds for the most part. Jungkook got upset because I called Seokjin Jin and wanted a nickname, too. So, I picked Thumper because he thumps his left leg like the bunny in Bambi,” you elaborate with a slight blush.

“Got it. Well, umm… still doesn’t explain why you are wearing two scents?” pushed Evie.

“I want to know why she isn’t wearing all seven,” Derek butted in and shocked Evie a bit.

Shaking your head at Derek, you answer Evie’s question, “The hoodie is Jungkook’s, and the pants are Yoongi’s. The two have been the most touchy-feely out of them all.”

Memories of last night flash through your mind, and your body reminds you of the scenting session. You can feel the heat crawling up your neck to your face.

“Oh what’s that for? Look, Pippy, our human is blushing,” teases Derek.

“Well, okay. So, it’s interesting that you only smell two scents,” you try to detour from Derek’s comment. “I figured out kind of early on that the rain or petrichor is Yoongi’s scent. But when Jungkook scented me before he went to sleep, I figured out he was like this snickerdoodle cookie-type scent.”

“Excuse me,” Evie says with enough sass that Rue Paul would be happy, “Jungkook from BTS scented you before bed when he has a packhouse full of mates?”

“Evie, it wasn’t just him,” you comment with confidence, which slowly dims as you see the looks on their faces. “Well, he was the one who asked, but Jin and Yoongi did it too.”

“So, you're telling me Worldwide Handsome, Golden Maknae, and Suga all scented you before they went to bed?” clarifies Evie.

“If that means Seokjin, Jungkook, and Yoongi… then yes, but I am pretty sure it was more Alpha Kook that did the scenting than Jungkook,” you contemplate, remembering how his eyes changed to the captivating color.

Evie and Derek share a look of shock. You look at them with a look of confusion, not understanding what their shock is since scenting is a hybrid thing. Derek and Evie scent each other, scent you, and Evie’s husband even scents you and Derek sometimes. It’s like the hybrid thing to do.

“Guys, it’s just scenting. We do it all the time,” you voice with a tone that makes it seem stupid to think it is an odd behavior.

That statement causes the two to start laughing so hard that Derek is on the floor holding his stomach, and Evie is crying. They both repeat your statement like it’s the most amusing thing in the world.

“What the hell, guys?” You cross your arms and are sure your scent has soured to whatever it does with you getting angry.

“No, no, no, there is no such thing as ‘just scenting.’” Derek says, using air quote fingers and everything.

“Huh?” you question, ever so eloquently as you are lost.

“Sweetie, come over here,” Evie says, pulling your attention. You sit on the bed next to her. “We always scent each other because, as you have said, we are a family pack.”

Derek sits on your other side, “I was honored when you invited me into your pack.”

“I had no clue what I was doing. I just wanted you to be around a lot since we got along so well. Then it just felt right to cuddle and do sleepovers like I did with Evie.,” you point out with a smile. “Heck, I was super happy when Evie moved here with her husband and accepted your presence.”

“I remember when she got upset, you added me to the pack without talking with her first. BUTT, the first time you scented me, you did it out of instinct or habit, Y/n, and that was when you brought me into the pack,” Derek looks at you with raised eyebrows.

“So, scenting you was what, like making it official or something?” you ask, trying to understand what they say.

“Pretty much. Do you remember when you moved in, no one would touch you from my parent's pack for months, and then my dad was the first one to hug you, leading to everyone hugging you?” Evie questions.

“Well, yeah, I was shocked. It was like poof; there was no awkward barrier to you anymore,” you giggle.

“Right, because the head of the family scented you when he hugged you and accepted you into the family pack. It was the same thing when you cuddled and scented Fluffy over there. The next time I saw him, I knew Derek was part of our little pack.”

“Oh, okay, but the Prime Alpha didn’t scent me, and I think the only Alpha who was actually present during the scenting was Jungkook’s. When Alpha Kook is at the foremind, Jungkook’s eyes look like this smokey silver color, you say, trying to explain what happened without too much information.

“Yoongi’s eyes turn this captivating golden-yellow cat’s eye,” you continued but noticed Evie's look of confusion. "Oh, Yoongi is a Black Jaguar hybrid, Jungkook is some kind of bunny, and Jin is a Roan Ferret. I haven’t met Jin’s Alpha yet.”

“It’s odd that you have met them in the first place, well, aside from Yoongi’s,” Evie comments.

“Oh no, our little missy here has also met the youngest Mr. Kim’s Alpha, too. He is the handsome white tiger one. Your tiger sure has the prettiest crystal blue eyes,” Derek dreamily comments.

“Taehyung. His name is Taehyung, and he has mates, Derek. Remember that.” You say sternly with an odd tension in your belly.

Snif snif

Evie leans towards you, smelling the air before saying, “Is that a burning smell from you, Y/n? Are you jealous of Derek finding your tiger handsome and pretty?”

“NOOOO! I mean... No, he is an idol, of course. He is handsome and pretty, and any other synonyms that you wanna come up with,” you defend with a flush.

“This is true, and that is something you will have to get used to. Especially since you don’t deny that he is yours,” Derek says with a smirk.

Your mouth drops as you try to find a way to dismiss that little bit of skipped information. The only problem is you can’t because your stomach fluttered when he said that Taehyung was your tiger. Instead of disputing it, you reach behind you, grab a random shirt, and throw it at him.

“Hush you! It's not that he is mine. It's more like I am his. You know… I am his playmate or whatnot. Any who... I realize scenting is mainly done within a pact to mark pack members. I also know that it is done by accepting individuals closer. For heaven's sake, I have seen Playmates get scented in the lobby,” you huff.

"That behavior is reserved for unmated hybrids. Y/N, it isn't something a mated Alpha would do unless he were staking his claim on you or offering you to join the pack, but that is also typically left for the head of the pack," Evie explains.

"Well, this isn't a normal Playmate contract.” Looking at Derek, “You should know this because you are the writing it. Maybe they treat their Playmates as family or extended pack member? I am not going to read into anything. It always gets me in over my head when I do that."

Standing up, you get the travel bag and the suitcase and bring them to the bed.

“Now that you are all up to date, please help me do some laundry and pack in these. I was told to bring the essentials and things I cannot live without since,” you continue in a voice mocking Namjoon’s. We will cover all your expenses; it’s not like we lack the funds to care for anyone.”

“Ah… so not only did you get to play with Idols, but you are to be a sugar baby? Got it. Let’s get going,” Derek teases you.

After that, the three of you do your thing. Working around each other flawlessly, for the most part. The two besties would remind you to stop doing things between letting you know the latest about Evie’s current attempts at having a litter and the tea about what is happening at PMS from Derek.

Knock knock knock

“Are you expecting anyone?” Derek asks, looking at you as you look at the door with confusion.

“No, I am not,” you say, going to get up, only to have Derek move to answer the door first. For being a Beta, Derek has always been the protector of your mini pack.

Letting Derek deal with whoever knocked, you go back to attempting to pick out which of your favorite hoodies you want to take with you if any at all. You can tell the difference between what you are currently wearing and what you are holding. Guess fancy stuff really can make the cotton feel different.

You hear Derek call you a thank you followed by the sound of… a paper bag? Looking at the Beta, you see a massive smile as he holds a paper bag from– Grinders of all places.

Derek clears his throat and reads something written on the paper bag: “Princess, I hope your pack members are taking the news well and you are enjoying your time with them. I listened to your suggestion and am waiting here until you are done. I got hungry and got something to eat, and I thought you might be wanting something, too.”

“Awh, he is providing for his Princess,” Evie says with hearts in her eyes.

“Shh, there is more,” Derek wiggles his eyebrows and continues reading. “When I saw they had shrimp, broccoli, and pesto crepes, it made me think of you. Apparently, you come here a lot because Sergio and Carlo told me to tell you hi. I hope you enjoy the meal. Yoongi. P.s. I got two hybrid-safe crepes for your friends. They come here often, too.”

You can’t stop smiling while Derek reads the note and starts pulling out the food. Yours has a smiley face on it. The conversation swayed back to you and the Bangtan pack all through lunch and up until you messaged Yoongi to come get you.

“Prime Alpha, sir,” your smile drops in surprise at his sudden, unplanned arrival.

“Miss Y/n, hello. Can we please come in?” he gestures behind him, which reveals that he did come with Yoongi.

“Oh, yes, please come in. Umm.. Welcome to my flat,” you greet him as he walks in, bowing respectfully at your two friends.

You smile at Yoongi as he comes in, but he isn’t the last. Dressed in all black with a face mask and bucket hat, another packmate enters. Looking out in the hall, you ensure no other surprise visitors are lingering.

Closing the door, you see Evie and Derek. Both have come together, their tails and ears focused on the three Alphas now taking up most of the entryway. They are not exactly in flight or fight mode but ready to react if needed.

“Princess, did you like the food I sent to you?” Yoongi asks as he removes his mask and stuffs it in his pocket. All eyes turning to you.

“Yes, Alpha. Thank you for providing lunch for my family pack members and me. Honestly, I was so focused on packing that it didn’t cross my mind,” you smile as you approach the family pack members and stand a bit in front of them out of habit.

“I know Jin-hyung said he desired to keep you well-fed, but I had a feeling you would forget to eat with everything going on. I am glad it suited you well. The shop owner seems to think the world of you,” Yoongi says while internally growling at how infatuated the taller owner seemed to be with you.

“I am sure Jin would be happy to know that you helped keep his promise.”

Looking at the other two in the room, you ask, “Why did you two come?”

The hidden Alpha is looking down as he steps forward. Taking off his mask and bucket hat, he says, looking up, “I finished early. I wanted to see your flat and learn more about you and your family pack.”

“Jimin,” your eyes darted to Yoongi and then back to Jimin. “Thank you for coming. Speaking of my family pack, let me introduce you.”

Stepping to the side, Derek and Evie step forward. “Well, for proper introductions… This is Derek, a Beta Fennec Fox hybrid. You have seen each other before and maybe spoken. He works in the contracting department at PMS, and we have been friends since the interviews. He is also the newest member of my family pack.”

Derek respectfully bows to the Alphas, showing his neck slightly, which, oddly enough, fills your heart with pride. He then steps back and scoots Evie close to you.

“This is Genieve, Omega Munchkin Hybrid, my pack sister. She has been my best friend and sister since I moved to California. Her mate is Matt, Alpha Black Bear Hybrid, but he never identified as part of our mini pack.”

Geneive also respectfully bows, following Derek’s lead before turning to you: "The only reason Matt hasn’t joined the family pack is that he sees this pack as more like a sub-grouping of my parental pack, which mates don’t normally join.”

“That and he says that you are strong enough to protect his mate like an Alpha that our pack doesn’t need him,” Derek adds off-handedly. This comment pulls as a reaction from the three Alphas present, darkening their respective scents and causing the two non-Alpha hybrids to freeze.

“Your mate does know she is a human, right?” Yoongi steps up next to Jimin, both holding stern faces.

“Yes, Alpha,” Evie replies with narrowed eyes. “How could he not? Or do you not understand how strong and independent Y/n is?”

“Geneive, Alphas, it’s okay,” you say, trying to calm everyone down.

“Jimin-ah, Yoongi-hyung,” the Prime Alpha calls his mates back. The tension in the room dropped slightly. “I apologize, but the last couple of days and the jet lag have put us on edge.”

“Sure, that’s why you are on edge,” Derek mutters, only loud enough for the hybrids to pick up.

“Let me properly introduce us,” Namjoon says. “This is Yoongi, Alpha Black Jaguar hybrid and second oldest Alpha of the Bangtan Pack.”

Yoongi bows but does not lower his eyes on the three of you or tilt his head. It was a very Alpha move. His eyes look at you before he stands up with a slight smile.

“This is Jimin, Alpha Red Panda Hybrid, and the third youngest of the pack,” Namjoon says, continuing the introductions.

Jimin copies the motions of Yoongi, but this time, his eyes never fall from yours.

“My name is Namjoon, Alpha Alaskan Timber Wolf hybrid and Prime Alpha of Bangtan Pack,” he says as he bows a full 90 degrees. “We thank you for allowing us in your Packhouse. We will treat it with respect and honor.”

“It’s you!” Evie declares—shocking everyone in the room.

“Evie,” you call her and reach for her arm, only to have her shake you off as she steps forward.

“You are the one who got my Y/n into the contract,” then snaps her attention to Yoongi, “You are the one that tried to stop her from falling and injuring her.”

Yoongi holds back from growling at the disrespect from the Omega because he knows it will only upset you. Jimin steps out of the line of fire from the feisty little Omega while Namjoon is frozen in place, and Evie has settled her sights on him again.

You step forward to put yourself between the Prime Alpha and your pack Omega, only to find yourself stopped by the damn black furry leash around your waist, which has been joined by a fluffy tail around your forearm.

Looking at Derek, he just shakes his head. Rolling your eyes at him, you glance at Yoongi and Jimin, only to find both of them looking amused.

“I hope you understand the damage your ‘proposition’ has caused. I know all about your great idea and its failed delivery. You not only offended the head of my pack, but you also offended the rest of her pack. She is not some accessory to be bought and paid for, nor is she just entertainment for your Baaaaantan Pack,” continued the omega with her Napolean complex showing.

“Y/n has a heart of gold. She is fiercely independent, but underneath it all, she needs to be desired, pampered, and treated with respect. So far, from what I have heard, you are all starting out a mile behind the starting line,” Evie continues her rant at the Prime Alpha.

Looking at you, Evie’s eyes flicking down to the tail wrapped about your waist, “She will tell you more when she is ready and only when she feels that you deserve to know what she can be like with the right people around.”

Looking at Yoongi, “She needs protection, and she needs to learn to accept that protection without feeling like she is lacking. She told me of each of your promises to her, and I hope you can achieve them over these next eight weeks.”

Focusing on Jimin, “While not all of you seem to be on the same page as the rest, I hope you take the time to get to know each other and grow.”

“Miss Geneive,” Namjoon speaks up. “We intend to be all those things for Y/n—all those things and more if she allows us.”

“Good. Because if she doesn’t get treated as the Queen she is, then you had better be happy you are in a mate-bonded pack of all MALE Alphas because pups will not be possible in your future,” hisses Evie, causing the whole room to gasp and go wide-eyed at the shortest person in the room.

“Now that that is all settled,” Evie stands up with a bright smile. “Do you want to look around our pack house? I made cookies.”

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explicit-tae · 9 months ago

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fuck it, a look into part 2 to repent

“I’m sure we can be besties.” you wink at him, an action Jungkook finds cute. “That does other things.”

You connect the gap between you and Jungkook, pressing your glossed lips against his. Your lips are sticky but sweet, tasting like blueberries.

Your hands are soft onto his cheeks, ensuring he doesn’t push himself away - and he doesn’t plan on it.

Jungkook is unsure where he puts his own hands and this allows you to help him. Your left hand removes from his check to grasp his wrist and place it onto your hips. You tap it slightly, giving him full access to whatever he wants to feel.

Jungkook is hesitant, but he follows your lead. His hands grip onto your hips, moaning against your soft lips.

The soft kisses soon turn to a makeout session, your delicate hands roaming Jungkook’s broad chest.

Jungkook’s hands roam up your sides and around your back, wanting to feel more of you. Even now as the two of you were fully clothed and he technically saw you naked, the crave he has for you only grows higher and higher.

You pull yourself away from Jungkook, snorting when you notice his plush lips are full of gloss.

“You said you’ve done things with other girls?”

Jungkook begins to nod. He was growing anxious at your question. He hasn’t done a lot - especially not with more than one girl.

“Hm.” you peck his lips gently. “What have they done to pleasure you?”

Taking a short breath, Jungkook shrugs his shoulders. “Regular…stuff…?”

Once more, Jungkook is so cute to you. Knowing him, he hasn’t experienced foreplay. You recall hearing some religious people only experience sex to procreate and you truly hoped that was a lie.

“Hm…” you bat your eyelashes at him. “...I’ll show you regular stuff with me.”

Jungkook nodded his head, only a bit embarrassed how eager he was to see it.

You decide to take things slow - for now. You peck his lips, then his cheek, down his jaw. You get to his neck, slightly inhaling the scent of his cologne. It’s faint and smells a bit earthy; a scent that does scream Jungkook. It’s subtle.

“You’re hard.” you state at the nape of his neck.

Jungkook opens his mouth to speak; to apologize for his behavior as the two of you were just supposed to be kissing, surely. “S-Sorry-”

“That’s a good thing! I need you to be aroused, Kookie.” you grin, pulling yourself away from him to bat your eyelashes once more. “It’s easier to suck your cock this way.”

Jungkook nearly explodes at your lewd words.

#repent #jungkook x reader #jungkook smut #explicit-tae #shy jungkook #like he just goes to church #wasnt expecting to meet anyone like the mc

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b-ibilly · 1 month ago

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Colonel Caleb x Jungkook layout

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trivia-yandere · 4 days ago

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Everybody is head over heels for milf and I'm one of them of course. Does she not want to have jk's child . She took a pill and if she's already pregnant and doesn't tell jk and goes for abortion how do you think jk would react?

honestly i wasn't expecting milf to get this much love. sometimes i just be typing and hoping at least some people like it enough 😭

as far as a child, im sure mc isnt against a child, but she also doesnt know who jungkook actually is. she just assumes he's another semi-broke college student like her own son 😭

plus like, does she really want to raise another kid when her son is already grown?? like maybe she just wants to live in her grown hot girl life (but ofc how could jungkook not want to get her pregnant??)

as far as abortion goes we already know jungkook would be pissed about the act of abortion. i can see him changing completely, going through different stages of emotions - anger, berating her to being sad and crying about the loss of his child. idk yall he dramatic

#m.i.l.f #jungkook x reader #like he's going to try to get mc pregnant again.#never give up is his motto

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yeonjunchive · 2 years ago

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Yeonjun & Jungkook on Inkigayo

#tomorrow x together #yeonjun #yawnzzn #txt yeonjun #tomorrow by together #mc yeonjun #jungkook #jeon jungkook #bts #seven jungkook

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softxsuki · 2 years ago

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god i hope i’m not late i was about to sleep but then i remembered your requests and i had to write one!!! sorry for the late request!!!

So my pronouns are she/her. The three fandoms i wouldn’t mind being paired up would be BTS, BNHA, and Obey Me! I would love to be paired up with male characters in a romantic setting.

I am an INFP and my zodiac sign is a Pisces!

I value mostly trust and friendship. I want to be able to joke around and have my lover be my best friend! We need to radiate the same energy and hopefully they will give back the same or even more in which I will gladly reciprocate back. But they also need to be calm and collected because I have trouble doing that. Acts of service and being told I do well is certainly my love language. I prefer taller people but everyone is taller than me lol since i’m only 5’2. I also don’t mind a man in glasses.

Generally when i meet people i am shy and nervous. Don’t really know how to break the ice. With friends, I laugh loudly and love to listen rather than talk about my own life. I love reading, drawing, and writing but spend most of my time immersed in video games. My taste in music I believe is trash because I listen to the same damn songs over and over again and most likely never get tired of them. I also take lots of naps because i tire easily and it’s been difficult because of my chronic illness, lupus. Every day is different and honestly the last month or so I haven’t been feeling the greatest…But I am doing better!

Lastly the type of scenario I would like would be possibly a “first interaction??” or how they would take care of me? I am lover of just fluff and the start of relationships where everything just feels right and new. I would to explore something like that. Thank you so much for doing this!!

1000 Follower Event Matchup #34

This event is CLOSED. The event masterlist is here.

Note: Hope you enjoy, sorry it's late!

***pls note that I no longer accept requests for bts <3 i love my boys but I don't feel comfortable writing fanfics for them anymore :)

I match you with: KIRISHIMA, JUNGKOOK, and DIAVOLO

Runner ups: Kaminari, Jin, Mammon

Kirishima:

Kirishima makes the best lover but also friend for you

It’s like dating your best friend, with the perks of being able to kiss and stuff

He loves joking around with you and playing video games with you and the rest of your friends

Acts of service are his thing–he’s always doing little things for you that he knows you’d like, for instance, asking Bakugou to teach him to cook something so he can make a meal for you, buying you flowers, opening the door for you, lending you his jackets. IT'S THE SMALL THINGS THAT COUNT

He’s an extrovert so he does talk a lot and loves that you listen to him, though he wants to hear from you as well, so he’d ask you questions to help get some answers from you

How does he take care of you?

Kirishima is always watching out for you, making sure you’re doing okay

He’s the type of guy who has a conversation with someone, but is also paying attention to you at the same time

Let’s say you’re both out for dinner with your friends and you drop your fork so you bend down to pick it up

He places his hand along the edge of the table as you bend down, while absorbed in a conversation with Kaminiari, making sure you don’t hit your head on the table when you come back up–he’s always watching you (not in a creepy way lol)

He’s very subtle but exact with his caring for you, he won’t be over the top, but at the end of the day, you’ll never feel insecure that he doesn’t care for you

Jungkook:

Jungkook would just be such a fun boyfriend for you

He’s quirky and lots of fun, going out of his comfort zone to do the most daring things, and he’s definitely inviting you along for it all

I just picture you having the time of your life with him

He’s very daring and adventurous, but he’s also a cutie that believes in love at first sight by hearing a bell chime and I think that is so adorable :(

He’s so pure hearted and kind, thinking of you all the time through everything he does

Jungkook always compliments you on how well you’re doing something, he even randomly says it so you know that you’re doing well and making someone proud, so you should be happy with yourself as well

Jungkook loves to draw with you, you both have fun trying to draw each other or just spending quality time together drawing and playing video games together

There’s never a dull moment with him

How does he take care of you?

Jungkook is very protective over you, so he naturally takes very good care of you

Any ounce of discomfort on your face and he jumps in immediately to take care of the issue (if he can)

He knows you struggles with lupus and does whatever he can to support you, yet doesn’t want you to miss out on the fun on days where it may be harder for you, so he has no problem just being there for you at home, enjoying each others company

Truly perfect, I’m telling you

Diavolo:

Diavolo! It was a close match between Dia and Mammon for me

But I went with Diavolo, because as fun and laid back as he may be, he also knows when to be serious and mature, something Mammon struggles with

Diavolo loves having fun with you; he’s always trying to escape from his mountain of paperwork, sneaking past Barbatos so he can spend some time with you in a place that isn’t his office lol

You both sneak off into town together to get some food

He even likes bringing you to the human world where you can introduce him to some of your favorite things to do and favorite foods to eat

Leviathan got him into games so he likes to practice his skills with you

His go-to is quiet moments with you in his office (since Barbatos always drags him there and he drags you with him lol) so while he does his paperwork, you find a quiet corner in his office (that he has supplied with comfortable pillows and blankets) so you can read

How does he take care of you?

As Future King of the Devildom, he uses his power and connection to get the best doctor for you when your lupus gets particularly bad

He’d go as far as to call help from the human world if the doctors in the Devildom can’t help you

Though he’s incredibly busy as President of the RAD student council and Future King of the Devildom, he’s never too busy for you, and goes out of his way to ensure he can always care for you and be there for you when you need it

He walks you back home (whether you live in his castle or with the brothers is up to you) since he knows how dangerous it can be for you to walk alone since not everyone there agreed with your presence in the Devildom (not that anyone would be dumb enough to mess with the future leader’s woman lol)

But yeah :) I think he’s a great match for you!

EVENT REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

REGULAR REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 9/6/2023

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #kirishima x reader #mha matchup #bnha matchup #bts x reader #jungkook x reader #bts matchup #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #diavolo x reader #diavolo x mc #obey me matchups

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badbtssmut · 4 months ago

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9. Like old times | Kinktober

You and your best friend used to partake in threesomes with your boyfriends before you moved abroad. Now married, your best friend offers her husband, Jungkook, for a nostalgic trip back to the old days.

Contains: fucking in front of Jungkook’s girlfriend while she watches, some girl on girl action (kissing and mastrubating), missionairy, riding, on all fours, some dirty talk, no protective sex, some boobplay, friend plays with herself and uses vibrator, rough sex, tears of pleasure, one smack on the ass

When your best friend got married and you moved abroad for work, you thought it was the end of your wild sexual adventures.

Until that random Thursday night where your best friend invited you over to her and her husband’s home. To have a night like the old days she said.

You weren’t sure— he was her husband, and it had been years, yet you secretly desired for her to insist; it hadn’t gone unnoticed how fucking hot Jungkook was, and the thought of him fucking you was enough to send butterflies in your stomach.

So here you were.

Your lips smacked against hers, her thumb caressing over your clit. Jungkook watched the both of you as you touched each other, taking off his clothes piece by piece.

“You’re going to love his cock, it’s so big and hard, ‘s gonna drive you crazy, promise.” Hana whispered, pumping into you with two fingers, making you moan and whimper.

The mattress dipped as Jungkook climbed on the bed, completely naked, crawling over to you. Hana backed off, scooting back until her back rested against the wall.

“Fuck, so wet already, just know your pussy is going to cry and make those sweet pussy noises, shit.” Jungkook gripped onto your thighs, pulling you closer to him. The tip of his cock rubbed over your entrance as he teased you, and you looked up at him, your heart beat picking up in anticipation.

His hardened cock slid in with ease, a pleasurable groan coming from his lips when his cock reached its limit. His dick was just as thick and long as Hana had promised, stretching you out as he pushed it in inch by inch.

“Yes yes yes…” You whimpered, watching as Jungkook spread your legs further, his fingers gripping into your thighs, watching as you took his full length.

“Look how much your pussy loves cock, can’t wait, huh? Wants cock so bad it gets greedy and sucks it right in, doesn’t it?” Jungkook cooed. “Don’t worry, I’ll beat it up, give it what it wants.”

Jungkook began to fuck into you, the wet sounds of your pussy filled the room as you cried out, gripping the sheets. Jungkook was unable to tore his eyes away from your body, the view of your tits bouncing with every thrust was turning him on even more.

Hana’s legs were spread apart as she fingered herself, watching the both of you intently as you fucked right next to her.

You let out a shaky breath as Jungkook groped your breasts, kneading into them as he picked up the pace. Your eyes fluttered shut and moans slipped from your lips.

Then, Jungkook’s pace slowed down and he pulled out.

“Come here, babe, yeah, just like that.” Jungkook whispered, turning your body around until you were on all fours. You complied, letting him have you in whichever way you wanted.

Jungkook slid right back in and gripped onto your hips, snapping his hips against yours. Fuck, you didn’t think it was possible for his cock to get even deeper but it did, and it felt so good, you couldn’t get enough of it.

“Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me!” You squealed, your arms collapsing underneath you and your face burying into the sheets, your hips greedily bounced back and forth, wanting to feel more of him. “Fucking dick splitting me open!” You screamed, your eyes rolling back, your mouth wide open. “Oh! Oh!”

Jungkook’s fingers gripped onto your hips so tight that you were sure it would leave marks the next day, but you didn’t care, all you cared about was not wanting him to stop. His thrusts caused your body to jolt forward but he brought you back by your hips each and every time. Honestly, you weren’t sure how much longer you could do this for.

“Mmm…” Hannah moaned, having ditched her fingers and now pumping a vibrator in and out of her soaking pussy. “You two look so hot.” She giggled, caressing your face as her husband railed you from behind, wiping away tears of pleasure from your face.

Fuck, you were getting so close, so so close…

You let out a gasp when Jungkook pulled out once again, this time he laid down on his back, and you crawled on top of him, lining his cock with your entrance before you lowered your body on his rock hard length.

Jungkook licked his bottom lip as he watched you take in his full length. You stared down at him, a smile tugging on your lips as you made sure he was fully in. You rested your hands on his toned chest and began to ride him, grinding your hips in a circular motion and bouncing up and down.

The buzzing of the vibrator got louder, and based on the scrunched face of Hana, you could tell she was getting close.

A sharp gasp left your lips as Jungkook suddenly smacked your ass.

“I know you can ride me better than that, don’t be shy, babe, come on, fuck me, this cock is all yours to use.”

You bounced on his cock as much as you could, your legs were starting to feel like jelly from how much you were riding him, but you continued bouncing up and down his length, feeling your walls tighten around his shaft, and you knew you were really close.

Hana unraveled and came first, her body shaking as she came hard from the sight.

“Shit.” Jungkook gritted his teeth, seeing his girlfriend cum and having you bounce on his cock was proving to be too much— unable to hold back any longer, he held onto you as he fucked into you, your movements matching; his cock thrusting up while your body pushed down, and it didn’t take long for you to be pushed over the edge.

Jungkook kept fucking into you, chasing his own orgasm and it felt so good, his thrusts were effortlessly hitting all the right places and you could tell by the way he was fucking you sloppily that he was close too.

You cried out his name as he kept fucking you until nothing but slutty cries came from your mouth, your mouth remained wide open as you arched your back, your body shaking violently as you felt your orgasm crash through your body, making you see dark spots. Your pussy clamped down hard onto his cock as it milked him dry, making sure every seed he had stored in his balls was emptied into you, making your pussy drip with his cum.

Your body went limp, and you rested against Jungkook, who wrapped his arms around you, while you could feel Hana caressing your hair.

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DADDY ISSUES [DAWN] -10-

Pairing: JungKook & Reader Genre: Smut /Intriguing/Violent/Soapy/Fluff/ Angst |+18| Summary: Two hearts that still burned for each other... I was water, he was fire ; together, we turned into haze He wanted my light, I wanted his pain Even if we try to deny, our hearts knew their way Money, glory, power for life, us was all we needed in the end ⟪A/N: Please do not copy or publish my work on other platforms without my permission. Every and each like & reblog are highly appreciated.⟫

⨳ DADDY ISSUES SUNSET -prequel- ⨳ ⨳ DADDY ISSUES DAWN other chapters ⨳ ⨳ DADDY ISSUES PLAYLIST ⨳

“What the heck is going on here?”

JungKook kept watching the car with furrowed eyebrows. His voice showed a bit of confusion, but his face was what got you. He was ice-cold, and you knew whatever going on would not be for good.

“JungKook”

You tried to get an explanation from him. His sort of deep yet velvety voice filled the air of the car.

“Did you see my father before you got here?”

Closing your eyes, a regretful sigh escaped from you.

“Yes ! I mean, I kind of talked back to him but… I… Uhh…”

Losing the way to your words, you began rambling. Much to your surprise, JungKook let out a crazy chuckle.

“Babydoll… You always find a way to amaze me.”

Gasping in utter shock, you could not help mocking his remark.

“I showed up with explosives, and what amazed you was me opposing your father?”

JungKook tilted his head once, like he was making a private joke. Any other human being spoke to him that way would beg to die within minutes. It was only and only you.

“My life… I will end what you started. Right now, something is going on, but I don't know what yet.”

After that remark, you were not able to form a single word. Jungkook has never called you 'my life' before. That was the softest you have heard of him so far. However, the rest of the sentence was vantablack.

The white car beside you sped up and cut through your way with a loud break. His eagle gaze never leaving the man, JungKook reached for the door whilst finishing his sentence.

“Stay in the car.”

Was what you heard before JungKook got out. For some reason, the man got out of the car as well and greeted JungKook. JungKook seemed far from patience. He arched his eyebrows while his eyes were busy tearing the man standing before him.

“Speak.”

Since he was not as tall as JungKook, the man tried his best to take the advantage by fixing his fresh clean suit.

“Mr. Park wants his daughter back. Apologies ahead, but Father Jeon does not want you to get involved any further.”

Watching their interaction closely, you knew… Knew one of the worst scenarios was about to unfold. A smirk spread across JungKook's face. The unhinged smirk you were quite familiar with… And his eyes light up.

“Call my father.”

Smiling, Jae Oh turned around and put his gun under JungKook's chin. Then he dialed the number of his father.

Upon seeing the shiny metal, the panic was evident in your eyes. You were scared of JungKook getting hurt again. However, he seemed as if he was getting ready to play an arcade game.

Father Jeon's deep voice met them through the speakers. JungKook spoke cheerfully.

“Father, I see you are getting old.”

His father's cold voice echoed.

“You are smart enough to know I have no option, son.”

JungKook's tone was almost mocking. Only if his father actually could read.

“Oh you don't father.”

Maybe he could understand how serious it ended.

“But I do.”

Then JungKook directed his words at the man sitting across father Jeon in suit and tie.

“Mr. Park, I guess the drink with my father was profitable.”

The replied with a dry voice, as he shifted on the comfy chair.

“Indeed it was.”

JungKook let out a bone chilling chuckle.

“I hope Jimin loved the chrysants through his goodbye. I did not plan them for Min Ae, but if I must; I will have fresh ones ready for you.”

Mr. Park had no idea what the situation was and thought he must step in to save his daughter. Hearing those words from JungKook was unsettling for him. Mr. Park cleared his throat while he was thinking of how to respond, JungKook cut the line. The phone loosely hung between JungKook's fingers. Right when Jae Oh's hand reached, JungKook let it fall on the ground. Jae Oh shook his head.

“Such a basic move for someone like you, Jeon.”

Then he pointed at the phone with his gun.

“Take it.”

JungKook's lips dropped into a serious pout. He crouched and grabbed a handful of dry foil from the roadside. Back on his feet, JungKook threw the foil at Jae Oh's eyes. Through his blink, JungKook already caught his wrist. Of course, Jae Oh was trained not to give up.

He raised his left leg to kick JungKook. However, the pain was not enough for JungKook to let go. It only bought a couple of seconds to Jae Oh, but it was not enough. JungKook did not go for the gun. He went straight for Jae Oh's chest. Cut out of breath, gun already fell from his hand. JungKook kicked it away, grabbed Jae Oh by his neck and continuously kicked him.

Jae Oh's left brow and lip were bleeding. His ribs were probably injured. With the last immense effort, Jae Oh lifted his head slightly, only for JungKook to grit his teeth and forcefully put his foot on his cheek. Jae Oh was unconscious after all the beating. JungKook grabbed him by his neck, dragged his body till the car. Lifted the heavy body up with both hands and threw Jae Oh in the trunk.

Watching everything, you just knew better to keep the silence. JungKook still had the warm blood on his hands.

“Whatever happens, you will be with me, right?”

JungKook tried to reassure himself. The way his voice softened in the end got through you. You knew something was coming, but you trusted JungKook.

“I will…”

Those words seemed simple yet heavier than any wow. You both knew you could not be apart. The only option left was to face everything together. He took your hand and never let go till the car reached the mansion. As JungKook pulled up by the door, Yugyeom and Johan came running toward you. You had no idea how he managed to put himself together, but Yugyeom was fresh and clean. JungKook asked with such a chilly tone that it kind of spooked you as well.

“Are they still here?”

Yugyeom gave JungKook a sharp nod.

JungKook directed his eyes at Johan, tilted his head to the side of the car.

“Luggage… I am planning a show.”

With no words, Johan made his way to the back of the car. He opened the trunk and dragged the unconscious man out. Seemed a bit surprised, Yugyeom informed JungKook.

“I will get Havoc and Ruffian ready, but…”

His eyes drifted to your side for a brief moment. JungKook kindly put his hands on each side of your arms.

“Babydoll, let's get you upstairs, so you can clean up and rest.”

You did not move.

“Havoc and Ruffian?”

JungKook closed his eyes and sighed.

“My German Shepherds. Now let's go.”

He held his hand out, and you took it kind of unwillingly.

“You have got dogs that I have never seen?!”

JungKook avoided your eyes as he rushed you inside the big mansion.

“Yes because they are wild. Only two people allowed near them.”

You did not need to ask who because you already figured the second person was Yugyeom. Curiosity outweighing your tiredness, you stopped before you stepped on the stairs.

“I want to see them.”

JungKook sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Doll, that will be a process, maybe later.”

You stood on your feet, not taking any step.

“Then tell me what you are going to do.”

JungKook had enough of your little antics. He narrowed his eyes, then you were swept off of your feet. To keep your balance, you wrapped your arms around his neck as he carried you in his arms.

“Why?”

You asked; half smiley, half serious.

“You are being stubborn. We are going to the bedroom.”

JungKook arrived to the large door of the room you have not been in for a while. You shyly opened it, as JungKook did not lose any time to step inside. He slowly put you down, caused you to look up at him with curious eyes.

"I need to change."

Was his reasonable explanation since you both were still covered in dust and dirt. He disappeared into the bathroom. You heard the water running for a few minutes. Jungkook walked out, a towel wrapped around his groins, hanging dangerously low. Smiling at you, JungKook picked a sunray colored shirt and dry seagrass colored trousers. While he was buttoning his shirt, you walked up to help. JungKook's large hand cupped your face as he looked directly into your eyes.

“Now, be a good girl… Stay here, clean up and get ready for me.”

Pretending that you did not get him, you took a step to get close again.

“You told me to have some rest.”

JungKook wrapped his arm around your waist as he pressed your bodies together. Giving you a short yet fiery kiss, he whispered in your ear.

“Obviously you don't want to, so I will help you.”

Giving you a playful smirk, he walked out of the door. Within a minute, one of the maids showed up. She greeted you respectfully.

“How would you like your bath, Mrs. Jeon? I can prepare some daisies, melissa and lavender to help you relax. Would you rather some dried sweet basil and sea salt to give you some energy?”

The simple thought of warm water was enough for you to relax, but you still wanted to see what JungKook was planning.

“Basil and sea salt, please.”

Unaware of the chaos that was about to unfold, you let your body soak in the refreshing water.

Meanwhile, JungKook casually walked out of the door to greet the small crowd in the garden by the table.

“Father”

JungKook greeted the old man in fine suit with a devilish spark in his eyes. Then he directed his eyes to Mr. Park. JungKook looked down at the hand he held out, almost mockingly. Ignoring it, JungKook took his place as the entrees were already served.

His eyes laid on Min Ae, who was sitting across him. She cheekily smiled at JungKook as if nothing happened. As if this was an ordinary, peaceful family dinner. Mr. Park, had a bite of his paçanga pastry, then drifted his eyes back to JungKook.

“You know, your father and I have go way back.”

Still wearing his poker face, JungKook answered the old man with gray hair and fine suit.

“I know… Almost to the building of the company.”

The old man smiled back while his hoarse voice filled the air again.

“If it was not for that, tonight would be a lot worse.”

An arrogant smile bloomed on JungKook's lips.

“Oh, it will be a lot worse.”

All present at the table were astonished upon hearing that statement. Even the maids that were serving the supper. They quickened their work and left with no words. Mr. Park was the one that broke the eerie silence.

“I believe no one has such an intention.”

A chilling chuckle from JungKook echoed.

“Mr. Park… The history of our generation is a little different from yours.”

Mr. Park's face hardened as his voice drifted.

“I am aware…but my son already paid the price for that.”

JungKook nodded twice then raised his hand. After his little gesture; YugYeom and the low growl of the dogs made their entrance.

“That is why tonight is just a little warning.”

Yugyeom followed the stone path and arrived to the wooden arbor. JungKook slowly made his way to the same place and removed the cover of Jae Oh. The beaten man squinted his eyes after the bright light hit his eyes.

Upon seeing two dogs with their teeth showing, Jae Oh began begging JungKook for mercy. Although, those calls were in vain. JungKook crouched to reach Havoc and Ruffian. Obediently, dogs just got closer to him. JungKook petted them both a few times. Dogs never looked away from JungKook.

“Are you hungry?”

Havoc let out a small growl, making JungKook smile.

“Of course you are… Go, here is your dinner.”

Under the horrified gaze of the small crowd, Havoc and Ruffian ripped apart the man in front of them. The agonizing screams of Jae Oh went on for a few minutes. Then they died down while the dogs were busy with his remains.

Finally regaining some energy, you stepped out of the tub. Grabbing the towel waiting, you walked out of the bathroom. Since nothing changed in his room, you made your way to the familiar dressing room. Considering JungKook's choice of color, you opted for a knee-length peach-colored dress. Fixing your hair into a ponytail, you felt you looked a bit decent at least.

Making your way to the window, you realized Min Ae was there by the table. Then your eyes shifted to the arbor. You froze as you witnessed the last minute of two dogs' cruel feast. Hand on your mouth, you just backed away from the window. You could feel your stomach started to get sick. You took a deep breath, grabbed a glass of water from the mini bar on the corner. Furthermore, you could not let that scene get to you.

Walking downstairs, you tried your best to keep calm and collected. The shock was still evident in the eyes of everyone by the table. When JungKook saw you, his first instinct was to send the dogs away with Yugyeom. Then he put the cover back on the ground. Regardless of his efforts, you could see the blood on the green leaves around the arbor. JungKook met you through halfway to the table.

“Babydoll, I told you to wait in our room.”

His whisper carried the hints of worry and annoyance. Your stare challenged him, even if you did not intend to.

"You asked me if I would be with you, whatever happens. And I said yes, Jungkook."

His fingers gently held your chin.

“I meant it Y/N…”

Then his voice softened.

“I just did not want you to see that gruesome mess.”

Your fingers slowly reached and caressed his ear before you fixed his dark hair.

“I know… I promised, so I am here for it all.”

After the reassurance, JungKook gave you an accepting nod and a soft smile. He held your hand above his as you walked toward the table. The crowd was still under the effect of not so little show of Jungkook. Mr. Jeon almost fell back on his chair. He uncomfortably loosened his tie. Mr. Park stepped away from the table as he told Min Ae to follow him. Before they could make another move, JungKook called out.

“Leaving already? I think you should stay for the dessert.”

Knowing well they had no chance, Mr. Park gestured his daughter to sit back while he did so. Mr. Park realized JungKook was far worse than he thought of. Not crossing his line was the only thing they could do. JungKook lifted your hand a little higher to place a little kiss. After that, he pulled the chair for you to sit. Silence took over again while maids served apple pies to everyone.

“Sorry for the inconvenience, Father.”

JungKook said while he cut the pie in front of him.

“Maybe you should try someone more professional.”

Father Jeon did not even try to say anything back. He just palmed his face out of stress. JungKook changed the cut pie with yours. Noticing Min Ae's eyes on him irked something in you.

“Mr. Park, I was hoping Min Ae to be our guest for a couple of days.”

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