#Kooksi

[kontorntorn]

[sad-sad-detective]

I posted 315 times in 2022

That's 221 more posts than 2021!

60 posts created (19%)

255 posts reblogged (81%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@itstimetoghoul

@kooksie-daisy

@equinoxum

@cardi-c

@chapel-of-ritual

I tagged 268 of my posts in 2022

Only 15% of my posts had no tags

#nameless ghouls - 58 posts

#aether my beloved - 53 posts

#beautiful art - 36 posts

#daily dose of aether ghoul - 35 posts

#the band ghost - 32 posts

#aether ghoul - 29 posts

#dewdrop ghoul - 28 posts

#ghoulmance - 23 posts

#papa emeritus iv - 18 posts

#dewdrop my beloved - 18 posts

Longest Tag: 88 characters

#i also have a hc about why it is important that certain ghouls wield certain instruments

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

“I can lead you to the road," he announces with misplaced solemnity. “But on one condition: you must forget the way here and never come back. And I'll have to ask you to swear an oath”.

Dracopia, an illustration for my friend’s fic.

58 notes - Posted May 18, 2022

#4

Aether, my beloved.

The mark under his eye is a part of the quintessence symbol. I haven’t decided yet whether it is a scar or a tattoo.

74 notes - Posted March 14, 2022

#3

Some era IV romance.

106 notes - Posted June 20, 2022

#2

Based on that iconic photo.

337 notes - Posted March 7, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Smoke break with Swiss.

609 notes - Posted April 18, 2022

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@kooksie-daisy

Baldur's Gate in Darkest Dungeon style, two of my most favorite games!! This isn't my usual style but I've absolutely fallen in love with it after creating this piece! I may make more work like this in the future!

I got hella DD vibes from the Shadowlands in Act 2, which inspired me to make this!

[juliankuvia]

Mulla on ollut nyt monen monta vuotta vaaleanpunainen sadetakki, joka on ollut ahkerassa käytössä kun olen reippaillut luonnossa. Sadetakki on nyt kuitenkin niin kulunut, että sitä ei voi laittaa edes kierrätykseen. Ostin tilalle fjäll rävenin ulkotakin, joka suojaa sekä sateelta että tuulelta. Tää oli vähän kalliimman puoleinen takki, mutta ajattelin, että takit eivät kuitenkaan ole ihan jokapäiväinen ostos joten ehkä on sallittavaa investoida vähän laadukkaampaan.

Takki on aika väljä S-kooksi, mutta mahtuupahan alle kerroksia tarvittaessa (edellisessä takissa oli hankala pukea kahta kerrosta enempää). Ja nämä värit ovat ihanan piristävät!!

[christasclothes]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Kooksi Belsey Peplum Hem Dress.

[wehavekookies]

Kooks • they / them • illustrator • fan artist

Commissions closed!

links • prints • other social media: https://linktr.ee/coupleofkooks

my reblog blog: https://kooksie-daisy.tumblr.com/

Cheers!

[jendotcohen]

Happy St. Urho’s Day! 🍇🦗😂 Ooksi kooksi coolama vee [1,2,3,4,5] Saint Urho is the boy for me! He chased out the hoppers as big as birds Never before have I heard those words! He really told those bugs of green Bravest Finn I ever seen Some celebrate for St. Pat and his snakes But Urho poika (boy) got what it takes He got strong and tall from viili sour And ate kalamojakka (fish soup) every hour That's why that guy could chase those beetles What grew as thick as jack pine needles So lets give a cheer in our best way On the sixteenth of March, St. Urho's Day. #StUrhosDay #finnish #finland https://www.instagram.com/p/CbKglnDORu8/?utm_medium=tumblr

[pars-ley]

Our Little Secret

Pairing: Taehyung x Female reader

Summary: A relaxing spa session ends up being much less therapeutic than you imagine but you get much more than you thought possible.

Genre: One shot / smut / masseuse au 

Rating: 18+ (NSFW)

Warnings: Swearing / Slight dirty talk / Slight exhibitionism / Detailed finger foreplay / Slight female cumplay / Soft dom Tae / Twist ending

Word Count: 3.3k

Notes: This was written for the ‘A Long Hot Summer’ project by @thebtswritersclub​. The member I picked was Taehyung and the sense I chose was touch, seeing as his hands are such a kink for many people, I thought I’d feed you all. This is my first collab and I’m both nervous and excited for it. Enjoy!

Thank you to @ditttiii​ for beta reading, you’re a queen. And thank you to @kooksies-stories-and-tales for the amazing banner, you worked really hard to make sure I was happy, you always have my appreciation boo. Thank you @aroseforyoongi​ for helping with where to take this story and letting me talk your ear off about it.

As you sit in the waiting room with your legs crossed, casually flicking through the pages of a women’s fashion magazine, you can almost feel the tension rolling off of you in waves. 

Your shoulders feel tight enough to snap, desperate for some attention and aching to be kneaded. You slowly roll your head around, stretching the muscles in your neck to try and give yourself some relief.

“Miss L/N? Taehyung is ready for you.” The receptionist announces, smiling much more than you would think possible. Her mouth stretched wide, her teeth like piano keys, straight and ivory white.

You toss the magazine back onto the coffee table and stand, grabbing your bag and following, as you dubbed, ‘Miss Smiley’ along the corridor. She shows you to the room, giving you her fake saccharinely, sweet smile once again and heads back off to the front desk. 

You knock lightly and wait. 

“Come in.” A deep voice drawls out.

You push open the door and head over to your new masseuse, whose back is to you as he meticulously rolls up a grey towel.

He turns as you approach. “Hello, Miss L/N, very nice to meet you. My name is Taehyung, I'm new here and I’ll be taking over for Cho.” He offers his hand to you. You take it mechanically, his grip firm but not overly so. You open your mouth to respond but can’t find any words forming for you to speak them, they get suffocated in your throat and swallowed down. 

No, no, no. This isn’t going to work. I need my sweet, lovely Cho back or any other female masseuse on the premises. I cannot work with someone this...stunning. It was as though the angels themselves had carved every perfect, symmetrical line of his face. 

The boxy smile he gives you; enough to melt your insides and turn your legs to jelly. His eyes, so warm and inviting, chocolate pools you can’t help but be captivated by them. You find yourself smiling in return but also becoming acutely aware of how much time is passing without you saying a word.. 

Come on, get it together. 

You swallow your panic and get a grip on yourself. “Please, call me y/n.” Your voice sounds surprisingly even, making you relax a little.

“Sure, if that's what you prefer.” He nods, smiling, his expression a little strained and a little awkward. It’s only then, as you glance down, that you realise you still have his hand gripped in yours like a vice and are shaking it a bit too vigorously. His perfect, large hands are strong, with long slender fingers clasped around yours, encasing them in a caressing cage. Flawless.

“Sorry,” You laugh nervously and release him from your grasp, as you feel a slight warmth creep into your cheeks, staining your skin like pink roses in spring.

He smiles reassuringly. “First time with a male masseuse?”

You exhale with relief and laugh, mainly at yourself. “Is it that obvious?” 

 “A little. Why don’t you make yourself comfortable and make your way to the table? I’ll be back in a few moments.” He exits the room swiftly, leaving you with your racing heart and manic thoughts.

How can I get naked in front of a man like him and be comfortable? With those perfect hands about to glide across my skin like a ship across water. How can I possibly be comfortable with that kind of masochistic torture?

You shake your head, hoping the movement will clear your mind and shake loose your impure thoughts. You hang your jacket on a hook and sit down to remove your shoes. 

Stripping your garments off one by one and laying them in a pre-placed basket until you’re left bare as the day you were born, you then climb onto the massage table. You lay on your back, placing the thin sheet over you up to your armpits and try to control your breathing as you look up towards the ceiling.

You focus on the relaxing sounds you can hear playing out of the speakers, akin to wind chimes, a sound that you have always loved. Reminiscent of your childhood, of sweltering summer days sitting on the porch or playing out in the front yard. Your mother bringing out homemade lemonade, to cool you and your sister down, the sour, sweet taste setting flavour fireworks off on your tongue and making your cheeks pucker at the sharpness. The wind chimes a constant in the background.

A quiet knock on the door snaps you out of your calming thoughts and your whole body goes rigid as you call, “Come in.”

You hear him enter and listen as his quiet footsteps grow closer to you, your eyes still trained on the smooth, light ceiling, stretching out above you.

Feeling his warm hands on your shoulders and seeing his upside down face come into view, your body stiffens further under his touch. “Try to relax.” He smiles sweetly at you. 

Your chest trembles from the thrum of your pounding heart.

I wonder if he can see it too? 

“I’m going to start at your feet and work my way up. Just close your eyes and take slow, deep breaths for me.” He speaks slowly, something about his calm, rich voice and the soulful tone makes you feel like you’re melting from the inside out. This is going to be one interesting massage.

As you close your eyes and focus on your breathing, you hear him move down the other end of the table. You hear the sound of oil slick in his hands but still jolt slightly at his touch on your foot. 

He starts off slow and gentle, the pressure perfect, just enough to soothe your aching muscles which today were extra tender. The feel of his soft hands gently caressing you sends shivers through you, a ripple of goose pimples cascades across your skin.

The feel of his long fingers, twining around your ankles has your core throbbing. Imagining...him holding me by them while he pushes himself deeper...No, I need to stop that. 

You squeeze your thighs together slightly, just to provide you some relief to the pulsating that is increasing between your legs. 

“Relax.” He whispers.

His strong grip, travelling further up your leg and gliding firmly along your thigh, your bare crotch feels exposed even with the cover, as your arousal blossoms with each punishing movement like the flowering buds at the start of springtime. When he almost reaches your centre, his fingers mere millimetres from grazing your folds, you have to bite your lip to hold in a whimper.

God, I can’t take much more of this.

The massage continues on, tortuously slow, and time seems to stand still. 

The worst part is, when he moves onto your top half, feeling his soft fingertips graze along the swell of your breasts. Your heart seems to stop in your chest before it starts violently knocking against your ribs, the throbbing in your core vibrating to the same swift rhythm.

You meet his eyes at that point but wish you hadn’t, when he gives you an upside down smile that only pulls up one side of his mouth in the sexiest way, even from this angle.

You are relieved when you can finally turn onto your stomach, not being able to see his face definitely helped. The torture begins again as he starts at your feet and works his way up your body with his gruelling pace. 

Your hands grip the towel by your head for so long your fingers ache, transforming into stiff claws, but the ache in your core is incomparable and desperate to be sated with his touch. 

His fingers are like magic, his touch so soft and caring, that even through your anxiety you can feel your muscles are lighter and less painful than before. 

When his fingers smooth along the skin on the back of your thighs and his fingertips skim your folds. You freeze. 

That had to be an accident, surely he didn’t mean to go that close.

You wait with baited breath as his hands climb slowly back up your legs, but what you're expecting, doesn’t happen. You hate to admit the tinge of disappointment you feel as your body relaxes slightly and you let out a breath you didn’t realise you were holding.

The frustration you feel is immense, you’ve never been this turned on by someone before, and you have to refrain from grinding your painful crotch against the massage table.

His thumb slides silkily up the inside of your leg and a shiver runs up your spine as his fingers lightly slither their way along your moist entrance. Your eyes trained at the tiles on the floor, as arousal makes you quiver under his touch. 

He must be doing that on purpose!

You discreetly open your legs wider, giving him access, if that was what he was searching for.

His oiled hands find their way under the sheet and caress your buttocks, softly kneading your cheeks, before finding their way back down to your throbbing crotch. 

He skates a finger over your entryway and you have to bite your lip to hold the moan you feel rising.

You want to angle your bottom up in the air so he can see and touch every part of you but you resist and stay flat and unmoving as a slab of concrete.

Your heart pounds violently in your chest, from fear and thrill both. This is so wrong, this shouldn’t be happening and you definitely shouldn’t be encouraging it but it feels so good, that you can’t stop yourself. 

He slides a finger in between your swollen folds until he finds your clit, where he delicately traces circles with his oiled fingertips. 

You let out a moan and his mouth is instantly by your ear, breath tickling your skin. “You’re going to need to be quiet. Can you do that for me?” 

You bite your lip and nod. 

“Good, now turn over.” He whispers.

You do as he says, feeling somewhat bashful that he can now see your face.

He flips the sheet off, exposing you completely, a fresh shudder flows through you, and as he does he pulls his full bottom lip in between his set of perfect teeth. 

“You are beautiful.” He says, as his eyes roam over your body and most intimate areas. A harsh blush spreads from your chest to your cheeks and the urge to cover yourself is almost overwhelming but he doesn’t give you the chance. His hands are on you, spreading your legs open and pushing your knees down onto the bed. You are wide open, receiving him like he’s returning home from a long trip, welcome mat positioned and ready. So eager and trusting to this stranger you hardly know.

He slips a finger inside you making you gasp, and you clutch your hand over your mouth to stop any more noise from escaping. 

“You’re so wet. I could see it pooling out of you. Such a dirty girl.” He leans down to whisper.

His thumb finds your swollen bud, while he slides a second finger in your heated core. Pleasure shoots through you like a bullet, making your body jolt in response. You throw your arm over your face and bite the skin to stop a sinful moan from echoing through the room.

“You were praying I'd touch you, weren’t you?”

You nod eagerly, unable to open your mouth for fear of screaming his name. You can feel the build up already there, your insides coiled and ready to spring. He hooks his fingers inside of you, and slowly beckons repeatedly over the sensitive spot that makes your toes curl. 

You feel yourself clench around his enchanted digits as your core melts and grows even hotter at his skilful movements.

“That’s it, good girl, cum for me.” He whispers, deep and sinful into your ear, his breath caressing your neck, sending delicious shivers down your body. His command is all you need to heighten the intense, throbbing build up of your orgasm and is enough to cause your body to unravel wildly around him. 

White light consumes your vision as your legs jolt and your back arches off the table, sucking his fingers into you even more as he pushes them inside to help ride out your spasming climax. Pleasure vibrates through you with each contraction, descending over you like waves, capturing you and pulling you under. 

He clamps a hand over your mouth to stop the unholy sounds leaving your body but his action makes your eyes roll into your head from the sheer dominance of it. 

As your core stills and your body relaxes, he gently withdraws his slick covered fingers. He admires them, glistening under the light.

“I wonder what you taste like,” He says, as he brings them up to his lips; licking and sucking your cum clean.

Heat returns to your stomach fast and hard. You were still heavily panting but your body is already eager for more. 

His eyes roll and he lets out a satisfied moan as he tastes you and licks his lips, as if he just devoured a delectable three course meal. When he catches you clenching your thighs together, his mouth stretches into a devilish grin enticing you into the pits of hell through the gates of pleasure.

“Y/n wants more, already?” He raises a questioning eyebrow at you.

“Ummm.” Is all you can coherently reply with your dry throat and breathless lungs.

“You are a dirty girl.” He moves down to the end of the bed, stalking you like prey. He grabs your ankles and slides you down to him. He then pushes your legs apart, his face serious, and eyes hungry. 

He dips his head lower, his mouth heading straight for your soaking folds. Your breathing spikes from the anticipation of how his full lips and boxy mouth will feel against your greedy cunt. He continues lower at a torturous pace, your eyes fixed on him, his beauty, his allure. Everything about him draws you in, entices you, overwhelms you with his charm and for a moment you wonder if this is how Eve felt before she took a bite of the forbidden apple.

Your core throbs violently with need, waiting to rejoice in his oral pleasure but suddenly his head withdraws and he straightens up at the end of the bench.

“Our time is up for today, y/n. But if you’d like we can continue this another day.” He says, back to his professional tone, as if he wasn’t just about to eat your needy slit like his last meal. 

Your mouth pops open at him.

How can he do that to me? How can he be such a tease?

You sit up and close your legs. “Are you kidding?”

He smirks at you. “I’m afraid not.” He leans in closer. “If you’re a good girl and be nice, then I’ll book you in and I’ll take extra good care of you.” He winks. “It can be our little secret.”

You bite your lip and sigh. Fine, I’ll play along. 

It’s only then you notice his erection creating a tent in his trousers and you moan, sliding forward on the bed so you’re almost crotch to crotch with him.

“Are you sure you can’t fit me in now? Or fit in me, should I say?” You flutter your lashes up at him as you smile coyly.

He bites his lip, clearly torn. “I would actually love nothing more than to fuck your tight, needy pussy here on this table but I do have another client.” He gives you an apologetic smile. “What about when I get off work?” He asks, hopeful, almost as desperate as you feel.

Your mind goes back to him torturing you with the promise for more and as hungry as you were for him, you didn’t want the fantasy of what happened here to be over, just yet.

“I can’t tonight I’m afraid. It’s ok, I can wait for our next appointment. Next week, good for you?”

His expression pained as he squeezes your thighs. “Ok, I deserve that. Next week it is.” He takes your hand and brings the back of your fingers up to his lips, where he places a warm, chaste kiss against them. When his lips part, the area feels cold. 

He adjusts his trousers and tunic before nodding at you and leaving the room. 

You jump down off of the table, your limbs wobbling underneath you, and your entire body feeling drained.

Slowly, you get dressed in a haze of satisfaction mixed with frustration, a unique combination to you, as you gather your bits and leave the room. On your way back to the reception desk, you feel lighter than air, a slight spring in your step as though you were bouncing along a fluffy cloud. 

You resist the urge to roll your eyes at the scary, smiley receptionist. 

How can one person smile this consistently, it’s the work of sociopaths? 

Taehyung stands waiting at the desk, beaming his perfect set of teeth your way in the shape of his boxy grin.

“Thank you, for trusting me today.” He says, sweetly holding a hand out for you to shake again and giving you a knowing smile, a twinkle in his eyes keeping your secret safe.

You oblige and can’t help admire his flawless hands again. 

God, there wasn’t a blemish in sight. “No, thank you. You definitely have magic hands.” You say without thinking. You are shocked to see his cheeks turn pink and you revel in the sudden change of power between the two of you.

“Thank you, well, I,” He coughs and glances around the waiting room. “I hope to see you again soon, y/n.” He says. You give a nod and another polite smile as he heads quickly off to his therapy room again.

You book your following appointment and tap your card on the payment machine, giving an awkward wave as you push through the heavy doors. 

You’re surprised at yourself, the turn of today’s events hadn’t made you feel shameful or embarrassed like perhaps you should. 

I just paid to cum, I paid for a sexual service, something I never thought I’d do. Ever.

You shrug it off, after what transpired in that room, there isn’t a doubt in your mind that it was one hundred percent worth it and the promise of more to come was even more thrilling.

After your journey home, a buzz you’ve not felt for a while, clouds your mind and pulls you into constant daydreams. You take a shower to wash the oil and arousal off you, hoping it will help clear the fog in your head.

As you walk into the living room, in nothing but your towel, and take a seat on the sofa preparing to veg out to some crappy T.V., the sound of the door clicking open interrupts your thoughts.

“Hey baby, how was your day?” You ask, rapidly flicking through the channels in search of something mindless.

Fast footsteps close the distance between you, as your husband's frustrated face rounds your view. He slams onto his knees and rips the towel off of your skin, the cooler air hits you making your nipples pucker instantly. 

“Don’t ‘hey baby’ me.” He snaps. “I had to work the rest of my shift with an erection and thinking about the taste of your pussy juice.”

You smile seductively at him. “Tae, you have to admit, it was worth it though.” You stroke your fingers through his hair, fresh arousal blooming at the delectable sight of him between your legs for the second time today.

“Hey, that was your fantasy, not mine, you know I’ll fuck you anywhere I can, my new workplace clearly being one of them.” He pushes your legs apart and stares in wonder at your delicate center, as if it holds all life’s answers. “Now, shut up, so I can eat this pussy till you scream.” 

A/n: Feedback would be appreciated! 

[ggukkiedae]

{weverse 210417}

Miya🔵: army~ are you guys watching bangbangcon well? remember to take some snacks and keep yourselves comfortable! oh, my face popped up just now, it surprised me so much i dropped my airpods! i was so young! anyway, we’ll be here for a while, so take breaks if you need to!

Comments:

kooksie: not at you sounding like you’re 50

Miya🔵: i’m just 21 but i was like 14 back then

kooksie: nooo you’re still 19 and were 12 or something 😭

Miya🔵: i’m korean babe ✊🏻

kooksie: you’re british aksjdhf

Miya🔵: i was born in busan 😭

iluvmy: airpods? are you watching alone?

Miya🔵: nooooo i was on call with someone! i’m watching with the oppas but they won’t stop mentioning how small i was 😤

iluvmy: mayhaps your boyfriend 👀

Miya🔵: mayhaps my brother 🤡

iluvmy: YOU JUST CLOWN EMOJI-D ME???

minmisupreme: please tell me you have your lightsticks out

Miya🔵: every version, even the yellow ones

savemeyoonjin: what’s on the menu today?

Miya🔵: right now? cookies and brownies, but ggukoo oppa keeps stealing from my stash 😭

JK 🔵: we’re sharing. pass the chocolate chip ones

Miya🔵: 🙄

savemeyoonjin: jungmi bickering wbk

[kontorntorn]

[thebtswritersclub]

Monthly Project Master-list (August 2020)

Monthly Project August 2020: A Long Hot Summer

We’ve had quite the year and this summer is definitely not like any most of us have ever experienced. To break up the monotony and to give us something enjoyable to indulge in, the BTS Writers’ Club’s had its first project, “A Long Hot Summer”. We focused on all the sensations of summer: Sight, smell, sound, taste and touch. Our members have written original works centred around one member that incorporates the sense of their choice and has a connection to summer. 

Down below are all the stories that our members have written for the project.

Happy Reading and the admins extend their gratitude to everyone that chose to participate!

▶   Sugar Sweet by @ditttiii​

▸ Pairing: Seokjin x Reader ▸ Summary: Jin loves sweet things. Jin loves you. Add it all together, stir the mixture up, and ta-da! There he has his dessert! Enjoy! ▸ Genre: Smut // Fluff // Humour // Boyfriend AU

▶  Loved You Better by @yeojaa​​

▸ Pairing: Taehyung x Reader ▸ Summary: You put your love and trust into people not things, you tell him.  They’ll leave, he says about humanity - about that precarious nature that both beguiles and terrifies him.But they’ll love you back, you remind him. ▸ Genre: Slice of life // Angst

▶  Our Little Secret  by @pars-ley​

▸ Pairing: Taehyung x Female reader

▸ Summary: A relaxing spa session ends up being much less therapeutic than you imagine but you get much more than you thought possible.

▸ Genre: Smut // Masseuse AU

▶  Daylily by @aroseforyoongi​

▸ Pairing: Jimin x Reader

▸ Summary: Being a witch in a new city is hard, and running your shop is an even greater challenge. There is something unexpected about your place of business: specifically the ghost that inhabits it.

▸ Genre: Angst // Drama // Supernatural AU

 ▶  The Back of Your Car by @joheun-saram​

▸ Pairing: Yoongi x Reader ▸ Summary: How would you deal if you were stuck in the trunk of your best friend’s car with your new crush? ▸ Genre: Fluff // Smut // Friends To Lovers AU // College AU

▶  Prism by @heyitsmeee2​

▸ Pairing: Jungkook x gender neutral!Reader ▸ Summary: My prompt was Jungkook and the sense of sound! This is a little lot different from what I usually write, but I’m proud of it. ▸ Genre: Established relationship AU

▶  The light from the moon (달에서 비치는 빛 )  by @kooksies-stories-and-tales​

▸ Pairing: Jimin x Reader

▸ Summary: You and Jimin go on a vacation to a beach house. Things do not go as planned but they go even better.

▸ Genre: Smut // Fluff // Idol AU

▶  August by @jjbeansies​

▸ Pairing: Namjoon x Reader ▸ Summary: August is your favorite month. You met him in August. August reminds you of your first love. As time goes by you start to realize, August is your first love.  ▸ Genre: Fluff // Slice of Life // Angst

▶ Bultaoreune  by @xjoonchildx​

▸ Pairing:  yoongi x reader

▸ Summary: min yoongi should be a lot more careful at the beach.

▸ Genre: established relationship AU // implied smut

We hope you enjoy reading these and don’t forget to join us for our September Monthly Project where our members will write stories centred around the AU; Hybrid. 

[angelhyunjin]

Colour practice with Kook

[kpopfanfictionhoe]

The Moon Through The Rain

Jungkook Drabble

Genre: FLUFF, some angst if you use a magnifying glass

Warnings: None 

Word count: 1.3k 

Jungkook had noticed how much you loved being in the rain. He had caught you more than once sitting outside in the rain. It was like it called to you whether you were happy or sad. One night he came over after hearing about your boyfriend breaking up with you. He found you sitting in the rain staring at the moon occasionally showing through the moving clouds. That's something else that always seemed to draw your attention and it was the moon. Tonight is why he was able to grow so close to you. You broke his shell and you barely did anything. 

Jungkook tried to be as quiet as he could so he didn’t disturber you when you obviously wanted to be alone. You had left the party early crying and walking home. Jungkook had followed you to make sure you were okay and safe. Then it started to rain that's when he really got worried. He knows how much you love the rain, but he also doesn't want you to be sick. All thoughts leave his mind as he sees you on your porch steps staring at the moon. You are so beautiful he just wants to see you smile though. You always smiled at the moon. Tonight though even after the rain stopped he could see water falling from your eyes. You were crying and he could feel a pain grow in his chest as tears fell from his own eyes. He has loved you for so long watching you go from boyfriend to boyfriend each one of them hurting you. It had also been physically painful for him to see it. Seeing the sadness in your eyes is when he makes a split second decision that changed everything by going up behind you and sitting down. Jungkook pulls you into his lap. The sob that falls from your lips broke his heart. You clutched his shirt in your hands shaking as you started sobbing against his chest. 

"Why doesn't anyone love me?" you say staring up at him. He could practically feel the heartache and sadness as he looks into your eyes. Just with those words he realized that your boyfriend really had broken up with you today. All of your exs were such fools not knowing that they had the best girl in the world. 

"I love you, you know that y/n." Jungkook says wanting you too believe his words and hoping it will make you feel better but you just nodded and continued crying into his chest until you fell asleep. He wanted to tell you that he loves you more than a best friend. He can't though because you love him as a friend nothing more. Feeling you shiver and burrow yourself further into his chest he gets up holding you in his arms. Not wanting you to get a cold he carries you to your room. 

Placing you in your bed making sure to leave your feet hanging off so he can take off your shoes he hadn't noticed you wake up. Staring at him you felt your tired heart skip a beat as he tried his hardest to take your shoes off slowly so you wouldn't wake up. When Jungkook looks up to see if you are still asleep his eyes grow wide when he sees that you are sitting up watching him. Your cheeks red from the cold rain with eyes red from crying. Jungkook looked about the same as you which made you wonder why he had been crying.

"I'm sorry did I wake you?" He says eyes still red from crying earlier

"No you didn't, but I am cold Kooksie….. would you maybe mind staying tonight? It looks like we could both use someone right now." you ask apprehensively but wanting him to stay the night. You had dreamt about sleeping in his arms many times. That's partially the reason your ex boyfriend had broken up with you. Saying you were too close to Jungkook, but you would never tell him because it's not his fault you fell in love with him.

"Y/n are you sure you want me to stay?" Jungkook says getting up from where he was kneeling in front of you. He hadn't ever stayed over at your place before. He had dreamt about it but in those dreams neither of you had been crying. 

"Yeah I want you too. I'm going to go change into pajamas. Do you have anything to wear to bed?" You say not wanting him to be uncomfortable

"I have a pair of sweatpants in my bag I'll go put them on." Jungkook says walking out of your room. His heart skipping a beat thinking about having you in his arms. 

You go over and put on a pair of pajama shorts and a long sleeve top. Shivering you grab a pair of fuzzy socks. Putting them on not noticing that Jungkook is currently watching you jump around on one foot trying to get your sock on. 

When you turn around Jungkook is sitting on your bed in a t-shirt and sweatpants his hand over his mouth to keep from laughing. 

"Don't laugh at me." You say your smile betraying you as Jungkook bursts out laughing falling against your bed 

You rush over and start tickling Jungkook's sides. You and Jimin discovered his weak spots early on in your friendship. Just a tickle sends him into fits of laughter. His laughs getting louder as he tries to push you off. Somehow within seconds he ends up on top holding your hands down against the mattress above your head. Your eyes lock for a moment and for a split second you think Jungkook may kiss you, but instead he rolls over and stares at the ceiling. 

"We should get some sleep." Jungkook says breaking the silence a little breathless from laughing. He sits up and pokes you in the side.

You nod and watch as Jungkook goes and lays on the other side of the bed lifting up the blanket and getting under the covers. He motions for you to get under the covers as well. Until that moment you had ignored how cold you were. Getting under the blankets quickly while shivering slightly you lay on your side, but you didn't want to go to sleep without doing something first.

"Jungkook?" you say rolling around so that your facing Jungkook 

"What's wrong?" He says eyes opening a pout on his lips.

"I wanna try something?" you say biting your own lips 

"Okay?" Jungkook says his head leaning to the side in confusion. 

You take the opportunity to lean up and kiss Jungkook on the lips quickly.Staying there for a moment to see if he will pull away. He doesn't though because you feel Jungkook wrap his arm around your midsection pulling you into his chest. You sigh into the kiss as you feel his warmth surround you. His body heat warming you up quickly. He rubs his hands up and down your sides. Tilting his head slightly trying to get a better angle and deepen the kiss. Jungkook licks your bottom lip asking for entrance at the same time he puts his thigh between your legs thrusting slightly making you gasp into the kiss. He pulls away from the kiss before he deepens it he leans up and kisses your forehead. Sighing and curling into his chest you fall asleep in the arms of the boy you fell in love with. 

Jungkook holds you close to his chest he can't believe you had kissed him. It feels so good laying down next to you, but that kiss was amazing he could still taste you on his lips. He had often wondered what this would feel like and he doesn't want to make a fool of himself so he keeps his hips away from yours just enough that if he does have one of those dreams about you then you won't be able to feel it and get uncomfortable. Laying beside you is a peace he had never known before one that makes him feel safe as he falls asleep with his arms wrapped around the girl he loves.

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Commission for kooksi

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Among Us Bean Commission I did for Kooksi on Furaffinity!

I’m doing these for $8 - $12 Each, complexity fees may apply.

DM me or message me on Discord: DandylionDreamer#2222, if interested in commissioning me ^w^/

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Annual reminder that i have a reblog blog for hoarding all the pretty things and all the silly things:

https://kooksie-daisy.tumblr.com/