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Sprite's Favourite Fics {Bangtan Fics} Part 12

Note: (I'll keep updating the lists as I read more fics. Also, all the moodboards are edited by me therefore I request everyone not to repost them as theirs)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11 (completed)

[OT7]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Tangled Hearts by writersrealmbts

Pairing: Hybrid! Poly! Bts x Reader Genre: hybrid au, Monsta X cameos, Angst, Fluff, Suggestive Stuff, SFW Wordcount: 22,844 Description: Hybrid!ot7 x reader: You have seven hybrids and life with them can be both good and stressful. Some days are better than others, but in the end, you know that they’re always there for you, in more ways than one.

{SERIES}

➺ Royal/Bodyguard AU by jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue

Pairing: Bodyguard! BTS x mafia princess! Reader Genre: fluff + angst Summary: your bodyguards became your best friends and you couldn’t imagine your life without them. Chapters: 7/7

➺ Before I Leave You by hollyhomburg [ONGOING]

Pairing: Beta! Yoongi, Omega! Reader, Omega! Jungkook, Omega! Seokjin, Alpha! Namjoon, Alpha! Hoseok, Alpha! Taehyung, Alpha! Jimin, Genre: Omegaverse, Mafia Au, BTS x Reader Parts: 80 chapters Posted Summary: Someone always has to leave first; They just didn’t expect Yoongi to come back with a new omega (who’s clearly been through some shit).

➺ A Place Called Home by agustdakasuga

Pairing: vet! reader x Arcticfox!Seokjin, Panther!Yoongi, Goldenretriever!Hoseok, Wolf!Namjoon, Calicocat!Jimin, Tiger!Taehyung, Rabbit!Jungkook Genre: Hybrid!AU, Poly!AU?, Soulmate AU, romance, fluff, humour Parts: 25/25 Summary: Having saved your own injured hybrid, you were determined to try and help any other hybrid that crossed your path who needed saving. But being a vet in a small hospital wasn’t enough for you. You wanted to do more, you wanted to make a difference. You wanted to give them a home.

[KIM NAMJOON]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Autumn Night by sodoyouknowbts

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader Genre: Romance, steamy smut Summary: You attend an event to support Namjoon, who is the keynote speaker for the night. You can’t help but feel insecure about the attention and the advances he is receiving from the girls he lectures. You attempt to leave the event early, but he stops you, intent on reminding you exactly what you mean to him.

[KIM SEOKJIN]

{ONESHOT}

➺ With You by yoonpobs

PAIRING. kim seokjin x reader GENRE. marriage!au, divorce!au, childhood friends2lovers!au, angst, fluff, smut WORDS. 22.1k SUMMARY. Marrying your childhood best friend was not the love story that most painted it to be. you knew that better than anyone else.

➺ Turn Back Time by raplinesmoon

pairing: baseball player!Seokjin x doctor! reader (based on the movie 13 Going On 30) genres/au/rating: fluff, humour, angst, smut, time travel au, 18+ word count: 13.3k summary: After total humiliation at his middle school baseball try outs, Kim Seokjin wants nothing more than for his awkward years to fade away until he’s thirty. Cue a magic baseball glove, and his wish is finally granted. Seokjin suddenly wakes up seventeen years later, now the star pitcher of the team he’d always dreamed of playing for. Confused and overwhelmed at the prospect of the new life waiting for him, he turns to the only person who seems to understand him — you. Will Seokjin learn what it truly means to be thirty, flirty, and thriving? Or will he find himself wishing he could turn back time?

➺ Good Girl by Jamaisjoons

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: seokjin x reader x yoonji x jimin ❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: smut • some fluff, pwp au. ❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 23k : ) ❥ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 accidentally walking in on your boyfriend’s flatmate, min yoonji, and her boyfriend park jimin, was probably the best thing you’d ever done. 〞

[MIN YOONGI]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Bangtan's Receptionist by wooataes

Pairing: Mafia Boss!Min Yoongi x Fem! Reader, implied ot7 x Fem! Reader Word Count: 1.8k Warnings: Mafia AU, swearing, Death, blood, injuries, mentions of human trafficking but nothing too detailed, guns, character death. Summary: Bangtan’s contracts are clear and concise. They are to be followed to the letter, including the most important rule, do not touch their men.

➺ Crave You by borathae

Pairing: Yoongi x f. Reader Genre: established relationship!AU, Smut, some Fluff, smol lil Angst Summary: ”You should be angry at him for breaking his promise to you, but how could you, if kissing him feels so good? Or alternatively: all it takes is a small fight to discover a kink you and your fiancé share...”

➺ Anything by jiminrings

pairing: yoongi x reader wordcount: 10k glimpse: yoongi doesn't want to move on from his ex because she's everything he's ever known, whereas you want to move on from him because he's everything you've ever loved. alternatively, yoongi's your best friend and you've been in love with him your whole life.

➺ The Final - Day 02 by yoongiofmine

Pairing: DDAY!Yoongi  x Groupie!Reader  Genre: idol au, porn with a lot of plot, one-shot WC: 16k Summary: You've been Yoongi's go-to companion for the past few years, well aware that's all you were going to be. Despite your very real, growing feelings for the rapper, you took what you could get every time. Now, you're backstage at day two of the final leg of his tour when another member takes an interest in you. Will it be enough to make Yoongi realize he's got competition?

➺ Damn the Charcuterie Board [M] by bratkook

pairing: min yoongi x reader x park jimin genre: light crack, smut, pwp, warnings: threesome (obvs), oral sex, face riding, unprotected sex, sloppy seconds, stupid jokes about raw meat lmfao word count: 6.7k of pure filth

{SERIES}

➺ Take Five by jiminrings

pairing: yoongi x reader wordcount: 10k genre: angst, fluff, unrequited love, so much pining glimpse: dr. min yoongi’s a board-certified dermatologist; skilled, renowned, and in-demand — oh and also, he’s divorced. alternatively, you’re yoongi’s nurse and you have a crush on him, and he gives you five chances to ask him out — he never said anything about accepting though.

➺ Oh, Baby! by honey-boyyoongi [ONGOING]

Pairing: single dad! Yoongi x Reader Genre: Fluff, angst, crack, neighbor au Chapters: 60/61 Summary: Min Yoongi, is a simple man. He likes his coffee black and iced, he enjoys his job, and he loves his baby girl. But what happens when the new neighbor, quite literally, drops into his life?

➺ Pink Bird House by 54daysormore

Pairing: Single Dad! Yoongi x Reader ft. Mini Tae Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut, Tae is yoongi's baby Parts: 25/25 Synopsis: Tae really wants a pink bird house, but his dad is definitely too busy to make one with him.  Enter Y/N.  Then exit Y/N.  Right?

[MIN YOONJI]

{ONESHOT}

➺ La Petite Mort by snackhobi

pairing: assassin! Min Yoonji x assassin! reader word count: 9.7k genre: f x f smut, assassin! Au summary: Based on a post that said: "my ex-wife sent an assassin on me but I sent an assassin on that assassin & they fell in gay love & now they're having sex in my guest bathroom"

➺ As we go along by ddaenggtan

pairing | min yoonji x reader genre | NSFW; Fluff, Smut, a dash of Angst bc why not, idiots to lovers, enemies to lovers, Awkward Gays, Idiot/Oblivious Gays, OH The Min Twins aka Yoongi and Yoonji are siblings uwu wc | 10.4k summary | Four years ago, the beautifulstunningattractivefrustrating Min Yoonji came into your life. Ever since, it’s been a competition between the two of you to win the HOA’s Holiday Decorating Contest. The fiery looks she gives you paired with the pointed insults throw you off your game every year, but not this time. This holiday season, you’re determines to win; and along the way you might just find that Yoonji’s been trying to win something else. ;OR the queer hallmark movie of your dreams.

➺ The Song Thief by justanotherstarlightmonger

Pairing: Idol! Min Yoonji x Idol! Female reader Genre: Smut, fxf, idol! au Word count: 4.5 k words Summary: Min Yoonji makes sure you're not stealing her latest song

➺ Good Girl by Jamaisjoons

❥ 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔: seokjin x reader x yoonji x jimin ❥ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: smut • some fluff, pwp au. ❥ 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡: 23k : ) ❥ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 accidentally walking in on your boyfriend’s flatmate, min yoonji, and her boyfriend park jimin, was probably the best thing you’d ever done. 〞

➺ Chatoyant by jincherie

pairing: min yoonji x reader genre: hybrid!au, magic!au/ witch!au, familiar!au, smut, slight angst words: 15.5k summary: You’re a witch, and Yoonji is your familiar. The tension between you has been rising steadily over the months, and comes to a head after Jungkook and Taehyung pull an April Fools joke that doesn’t quite go right. Perhaps you should thank them for how things turned out... right after they finish running from Yoonji, that is.

[JUNG HOSEOK]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Midnight Rendezvous [M] by kookscrescent

➤ pairing│Hoseok x female reader ➤ genre│smut, fluff, boyfriend au ➤ word count│6k ➤ summary│Because of a rule that was implemented at Hoseok’s apartment, he has to sneak you in without his roommates finding out. But perhaps you were a little too loud...

[PARK JIMIN]

{ONESHOT}

➺ 100 km/hour [M] by chateautae

➵ pairing: fuckboy!jimin x f. reader ➵ genre : college!au, smut, pwp ➵ rating : 18+ ➵ word count : 7k ➵ summary : what exactly happens when you and your friends have to pile into one car for the ride home after an insane halloween party, and you find yourself sitting in park jimin’s lap? especially when he's dressed as an angel, and you're in the sluttiest devil costume ever?

➺ Sugar, Spice And Everything Nice by dovechim

➾ pairing: weak sperm jimin x witch! reader ➾ wordcount: 13k ➾ genre: a crack smut essentially ➾ summary: you and jimin have been trying for a baby for the past six months, to no avail, but then you realise one crucial mistake: you’ve been neglecting your witchy heritage. what ensues is a month of trial and tribulation... for jimin at least. 

➺ All into You [M] by taegularities

pairing: Jimin x female reader genre: fantasy!au, HP!au, established relationship, fluff, some crack, basically pwp wordcount: 7.1k Summary: “The weather. It was nice today, no?” you repeated yourself, your gaze meeting his hazy, lustful eyes. “You’re literally riding me right now.” Teasing your boyfriend while being surrounded by your closest friends? Entertaining. But when he drags you away to punish you for it? That’s when you’re in for a ride.

➺ Damn the Charcuterie Board [M] by bratkook

pairing: min yoongi x reader x park jimin genre: light crack, smut, pwp, warnings: threesome (obvs), oral sex, face riding, unprotected sex, sloppy seconds, stupid jokes about raw meat lmfao word count: 6.7k of pure filth

➺ Let's get Quizzical by taleasnewastime

Pairing: Jimin x reader Genre: friends to lovers; fluff; angst; smut Word count: 28.6k Summary: Thursday night pub quizzes with your friends are a must. One of those friends being your long-term friend, long-term crush, Park Jimin. At this point 99.9% of the population knows you have feelings towards him, Jimin being the 0.1% that doesn’t. But what happens when a bet goes wrong and your weekly quizzes become more complicated than fun?

➺ Into the Wilderness by gukyi

pairing: park jimin x female reader genre: angst, fluff, comedy, camp counselor!au, unrequited love!au, friends to lovers!au word count: 27k summary: alright, so last summer’s camp was... disastrous. from the murky green showers to the wasps nests, it was all-around a bad time. but none of those things could be quite as catastrophic as the end-of-camp counselor campfire, when you told park jimin that you were in love with him. and if telling him was terrible, then seeing him again this summer, one year after your fruitless confession, just might be the death of you.

➺ Turn to Stone by jjungkookislife

❄ pairing: gorgon!jimin x elemental!reader ❄ genre: established relationship, supernatural au, smut [18+] ❄ wc: 8.4k ❄ summary: Childhood best friend turned boyfriend has only wanted one thing in his life, to be able to look you in the eyes without the risk of turning you into stone. The last (and only) time it occurred, it was nearly fatal for you but with your anniversary coming up, he’s willing to give it another go.

➺ Home is where the heart is by bangtanfanfiction

♢ Pairing: Jimin x Idol!Reader ♢ Word count: 12K ♢ Genre: Fluff, angst if you squint ⌲ Description: You’ve been together with Jimin for about three months. But you’ve been keeping a big secret from him. A secret in the form of your 6 year old daughter

➺ Paper Hearts by namfinessed

pairing: jimin x reader genre: fluff, college au, friends to lovers word count: 9k summary: hearts fragile like paper, tear it or don’t?

{SERIES}

➺ Tainted by muniiimyg

pairing: jimin + oc au/genre: est relationship, angst if you’re a crybaby, fluff COUGH COUGH jimin + oc are SOFTIES, ex-fuckboy!/ex badboy! and angelic oc, and somewhat healing vibes warnings: implied smut, one sided pining, explicit language, self doubt/hate aka insecure jimin parts: 20/20 summary: after going public with their relationship, everyone is amused as jimin isn’t exactly what they had in mind for a girl that is practically an angel. perhaps a dance with the devil is what it takes for both worlds to fall into place.  + nobody thinks he’s good enough for her. she think he’s all she needs. he wants her to be right.

[KIM TAEHYUNG]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Requested Drabble by taleasnewastime

pairing: idol! taehyung x reader genre: fluff, smut, strangers to lovers, idol au summary: The reader meets Taehyung, but she initially has no idea who he is until he introduces himself. Taehyung is immediately drawn to her and goes out of his way to charm her. One thing leads to another, and they end up having a passionate encounter together.

➺ Sunflower Boy by happy-meo

pairing: taehyung x reader genre: fluff summary: a fluffy oneshot of when reader met taehyung for the first time. [Part of First Meeting Series]

➺ Good Luck Charm by gukyi

pairing: actor! kim taehyung x female reader genre: fluff, angst, unrequited love, friends to lovers!au, roommates!au word count: 11k summary: kim taehyung has nearly everything he’s ever dreamed of: an apartment in new york city, a lead role in an off-broadway play, and a best friend to share it with. but even still, there’s one thing missing—love. and when he goes on the hunt for it, he dots every i and crosses every t, leaves no stone unturned, but forgets to look at the person who could ever love him the most: you.

{SERIES}

➺ With a brush of fate by yoongiofmine

Pairing: Kim Taehyung x f!reader  Genre: Fluff, angst, smut, idol au, strangers to lovers. Parts: 21/21 Summary: Your roommate was sure she found you the perfect man. Her boyfriend believed he found Taehyung’s soulmate. The only problem was that you never wanted to date an idol and he never wanted to drag you into this life. Taehyung didn’t even know what he wanted anymore and was tired of being criticized for simply growing up. You just wanted to finish university and do something for yourself. What started out with the meddling of your friends became something neither of you expected. Could the two of you be what the other is missing? Or would things just fall apart?

[JEON JUNGKOOK]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Daybreak by bbangtans

pairing: rockstar!ex!jk x f!reader genre/tropes: angst, fluff, exes to ???, right person wrong time/second chances, jungkook is so romance film lead coded – charismatic and well-spoken and genuine and ughhhhh i be fawning frrrr, this takes place where both jk and reader are 28ish, jk is a lead singer in a band with tae-jimin-yoongi, and y/n is a working professional wordcount: 10.1k Summary: One of your favorite things to do when you were in your early 20s was stay up late where reflective conversations eventually blurred into nonsense as the sun rose alongside someone you thought you would spend the rest of your days with… Now you’re stuck in New York City for one night due to a delayed flight with that very person standing there in his leather jacket and guitar case in hand across from you at the airport gate. See, fate is a funny thing and Jeon Jungkook could always find the humor in anything.

➺ Lucky Number 7 by smoljimjim

>Pairing: husbandJK x wifeOC named Siri >Genre: slight angst, satisfying ending >Word count:  ~7500 >Warnings: swear words, JK's a cheater, the world works in mysterious ways. >Description: The seven-year itch has hit Jungkook. It hit him so bad, he did the unthinkable to his wife, Siri. How will Siri handle it?

➺ Cool with You by kooktrash

➣ pairing: afab!reader [she/her] x neighbor!jk ➣ genre/au: strangers to friends to lovers. smut. ➣ wc: 14.6k words ➣ summary: your break up from kim taehyung sent you spiraling into what felt like a midlife crisis of tear stained cheeks and tubs of half eaten ice cream with a broken heart. after finding out that your neighbor, jeon jungkook, was eavesdropping on your meltdowns and came to find out that your ex was his old friend, he found himself wanting to comfort you. he knew the kind of guy Taehyung was and he didn’t want to see you beat yourself up over a guy who wasn’t worth it so in the end he helped you through it and was unable to ignore the growing attraction you felt toward each other.

{SERIES}

➺ The Cocktail Triology by borathae

Summary: “It takes a trilogy to tell this story. It is a story of love, friendship, the hardships of being young and unexpected encounters. Experience the tingling butterflies of a summer’s love unexpected, witness the significance one little mistake can have on the lives of others and feel the exciting sparks of a love so strong it could move mountains. Find out what it means to grow up, what it takes to find yourself and how to make the best out of your granted time on earth.” 1. Tequila Sunrise 2. Purple Rain 3. Orange Ginger Tea

Tequila Sunrise by borathae

Pairing: Jungkook x f.Reader Genre: s2l!AU, Diner!AU, Biker Gang!AU, Smut, Romance Chapters: 5/5 Summary: “You always thought of your life as nothing exciting. Small town, stable job at the local diner, a roof over your head and nice friends. It didn’t take much to make you happy. But that all changes with the arrival of Jeon Jungkook, mysterious biker with dark hair, inked skin and a preference for leather jackets. It doesn’t take long for you to realise that life has so much more in store for you and Jungkook is happy to show you all of it…”

2. Purple Rain by borathae

Pairing: Jungkook x f.Reader, Yoongi x Jimin Genre: Biker Gang!AU, Road Trip!AU, Smut, Romance, Hurt and Comfort Chapters: 29/29 Summary: “Two months on the road with Jungkook and his friends and you couldn’t be happier about your life. You spend your days laughing, dancing and rolling around the sheets with the boy of your dreams, all whilst visiting beautiful places. But your idyllic life soon changes, when Taehyungs past catches up with him, putting not only him, but your entire gang in danger. Can the group get through his betrayal and if so can you outrun the danger before it is too late?”

3. Orange Ginger Chai by borathae

Pairing: Jungkook x f.Reader, occasional Taehyung x f.Reader & Taehyung x Jungkook Genre: Smut, Fluff, slice of life!AU, established relationship!AU, domestic!AU, tattoo artist!Jungkook, restaurant owner!OC Chapters: 54/54 Summary: “Snippets out of the adventure, you and Jungkook call “your life together”. This is a collection of drabbles all in the name of The Cocktail Trilogy couple. They all play after the events of the main story.”

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ep 1. but i’ll miss you | myj, jjk

sugar, spice, and everything nice ep 1. but i'll miss you.

pairing(s): yoonji (fem!myg) x reader x jungkook

summary: Sugar? Min Yoonji. Spice? The woman at the park. Everything nice? Jeon Jungkook (he is freaking annoying, though). The accidental chemical X? Well, the woman in the park that Min Yoonji finds incredibly attractive is kinda-dating-definitely-fucking Jeon Jungkook. And he's very obviously in love with her.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; Yoonji is pansexual and still in the closet; internalized homophobia + moments of gay panic; ft. best friend group, OT6 (specifically Kim Seokjin, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung during the bowling hangout), best friend!Jung Hoseok is at military service (sad); f/f/m love triangle? slow burn; there will be smut in the future; non-idol!AU - Yoonji's POV

set in South Korea, Karrot is resale app for clothing, furniture, etc

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“What does it taste like?”

That mere smile sent chills down her spine.

“Sweet.”

There was nothing to say to that. She looked away, not wanting to look into those eyes anymore. Didn’t ask for a bite. It wasn’t hers. It seemed to be a homemade dessert of soft silken tofu and heavy ginger syrup. The kind of sugar syrup that was heavier than the tofu. The dark viscous liquid dripped between the cracks of puffy white, seeping into the decadence, similar to the way those scorched eyes seemed to see past any defense Min Yoonji had.

She didn’t know how she got into this position, yet here she was.

Sigh.

Inwardly, she wished her best friend Jung Hoseok was here. He wasn’t because he was busy fulfilling his service of being a Korean man. Hmph. Well, Yoonji could have come alone. She had done it before. She was tough enough. But something about this this had given her a bad feeling, so she had asked if a friend could accompany her to help pick up the light fixture that she had found on Karrot.

That friend being Jeon Jungkook.

Shit, Yoonji really fucked up asking Jeon Jungkook.

“I’m sorry, noona, but something came up! I messed up my knee. I’ll send my friend instead. Don’t worry. You’ll be safe!”

Now she was sitting here on this park bench with the…

Woman.

Really, Yoonji didn’t even know her name. She knew her face, of course. Seen it enough times. Had never once thought to ask her name, mostly since Yoonji only saw her from a distance, said woman now often leaving Jungkook’s side whenever their friend group made time to meet up. Everyone teased him, your girlfriend? And this young, tall, tattooed punk would grin and not say anything. Jungkook was incapable of lying.

Just “keke,” and that was that.

Yoonji didn’t like it.

She was the only girl in her friend group. Probably equated to some internalized discourse if she bothered to go to therapy about it. But, during the time that she had been able to talk to a professional, she had kept the conversation about other people gender-neutral and without names. At the time, her relationships with others were all affected by her disconnected and toxic relationship with herself. She had to fix that first before moving forward. Back then, she had been suffering from the common syndrome of being depressed, stressed, and well-dressed.

Yeah.

Those rough years were not that funny, but at least Yoonji could joke about it now.

Anyway, about this woman.

This woman had actually showed up before her, sitting gracefully at the agreed-upon public park bench that Yoonji would soon encounter some stranger for an industrial-looking black chandelier that may or may not be real. The replies had been in broken Korean. Probably a foreigner using a translator. There was probably nothing to worry about, but the messages had been… weird. Asking about what Yoonji was doing after and such. No, she didn’t like it, and so she had asked Jungkook to accompany her. Dude looked like a tiger, his stripes being his multiple tattoos and facial piercings, but he had the soul of an adorable and vigorous bunny. Wouldn’t hurt anyone. Looked the part just in case anyone got the wrong idea. Boxed as well, for fun. But, instead of Jungkook, Yoonji was sent this woman who came with her snack of sweet tofu, silently and unashamedly eating it with a foldable spoon at the opposite end of the park bench.

Jungkook’s woman?

Who cares.

Was this worse or better than that punk? They dressed similarly, to be honest. The spoken-of woman was wearing all black. A baseball cap with an upside-down smiley face, leather jacket with matte-black metal spikes, charcoal baggy jeans, and a tight crop top with some kind of insane, probably satanic pattern on it. Yoonji snuck a peek. Circles and runes and horned devil heads, glossy print on fabric. Yup, downright hellish.

She abruptly realized she was staring at another woman’s tits and looked away immediately.

Clothed, but still.

This woman also sat like an insane person. Legs wide open compared to Yoonji’s crossed ones. Relaxed stance with a completely straight back. Refined and uncouth at the same time. It made no sense. Her hair curled around her shoulders and chin, loose and messy and intensely sexy.

She adjusted her cap and Yoonji darted her eyes around the park.

Looking for the seller.

Obviously.

Yoonji came dressed as she normally did. Comfortably, in a loose beige hoodie and similarly baggy slate blue jeans with rips in the knees. She wasn’t going to dress up for some musty dude and his lighting fixture, and definitely not for Jeon Jungkook. And not for Jungkook’s, uh…

Girlfriend?

Meh.

There was a strange shiver fluttering in her ribcage. Unease of being underdressed somehow, even though they were simply meeting up for this very specific task. They had not agreed to go anywhere after. Perhaps she would help carry the chandelier. Presumably it was broken down and in its box. Allegedly. Still, the box could be heavy. Yoonji checked her phone. Not time yet. Five more minutes. She had the brief thought that it could be possible for the seller to be late due to transporting a larger package. Awesome. Couldn’t wait for this continued awkward silence with her soft tofu devourer.

She sensed movement by her side.

The woman capped the now empty glass cup with a black plastic lid, foldable spoon inside it, and slipped the whole thing into her small backpack. She shoved it back to her side. Yoonji noticed there was photocard holder attached to it. She couldn’t see the artist since it had flipped around. The other side was black with some grey text on it. There was also a black strap with a grey flame hanging off the photocard holder. Huh. Seemed like she liked idols. At the very least music in general. Yoonji wanted to ask, but that seemed weird to bring up now.

“Jungkook tell you how he busted his knee?”

She almost jumped at the throaty, silken voice. Stopped herself. The other woman cleared her throat, her brows furrowing. It must have been due to the ginger syrup. Even with the slight distance, Yoonji had been able to smell the intense strength of the spice.

“Uh… no, he didn’t.”

The cap bobbed. “Hm. Good.”

Good?

Yoonji frowned. “What do you mean, good?”

Light shrug. “I can help you carry the box back to your place. I gotta head that way to go to the fitness store.”

The fucking one-eighty in topic didn’t throw Yoonji off in the slightest. She said enough by saying nothing. Yoonji watched the way those shaded eyes remained forward, not lifting her shoulders from the bench. Then those dark orbs shifted and suddenly Yoonji was stuck in a penetrating gaze with faint smile, feeling as if she knew something but didn’t really know it.

Those full lips were beautifully shaped.

Anyone would think that.

She bit her lip. Say something. “Why do you need to go to the fitness store?” Yoonji asked, chewing the dead skin off. It was a bad habit. Didn’t usually happen unless she was stressed.

The woman raised her hand. Graceful fingers. Neatly manicured nails. Dark purple with a cobalt blue shimmer. Could be a pianist’s hands, if it wasn’t for the almond-shape of those nails. Yoonji felt her own fingers tuck into the sleeves of her hoodie. She didn’t usually paint them. Kept her nails short due to her job, repairing and selling guitars. Of course, she was no poser and played them too. Sometimes, though, she thought about trying those fancy manicures girls had.

Then she remembered that wasn’t like her at all.

“I have carpal tunnel, so I have wrist compression braces. They’re getting kinda ratty. I wanted to buy some new ones.” She laughed, in a naughtily cheerful, almost bratty way. It was stupid attractive. “The people in the shop probably think I’m lifting weights but, nope. Just feeding my gaming addiction.”

Her eyes flickered up and down, checking out the other woman’s frame. Yoonji couldn’t tell the size of her arms but a vague assessment could be made from those thin pretty wrists and previous knowledge when viewing from afar. “You don’t look like you lift weights.”

“Hey, I’ve got some muscle.”

And much to Yoonji’s surprise, the woman brushed off the right shoulder of her leather jacket and flexed her arm, showing off the small hard lump of a bicep with a laugh. Not much there at all yet undoubtedly defined. She even smacked it with her left hand for sarcastic emphasis, and then pulled her jacket back on smoothly with a smirk.

“Only got that from jackin’ dick though.”

It was pretty funny, but Yoonji wasn’t laughing.

She was slack-jawed at the ease of vulgarity and the shameless confidence oozing out of every pore, suddenly realizing the reason why Jungkook was with this woman. Her rapid heartbeat choked her throat as her brain mentally replayed the swift, seamless movement of black leather falling off that slim shoulder. That accompanying playful smirk. The devious mirth in those scorched eyes.

That aggressive smack that did… something.

At that second, there was a cheery jingle that sounded from the woman’s jeans.

“That’s the time you said the seller is supposed to be here,” she said, fishing out her phone and turning off the alarm. “Where is he?”

Grateful for having an excuse to look away, Yoonji aimlessly swiped at her phone screen to keep her hands busy. “Let me check my messages.” Not getting flustered about it. Definitely not.

She had to face reality.

She’s straight.

At any rate, this woman and Jungkook were undeniably fucking. There was no question about that. Too many times it felt like Jungkook was arriving at the gatherings with a big grin and better mood after being seen with her. That was the face of a man getting laid, for sure. Whatever. Yoonji didn’t care about her friends’ dating or sex lives. It wasn’t her business. Most of the time the girls weren’t even her type.

Most of the time.

Not that she had a type. Or anything.

In this current season of life, she had already come to terms with her sexual orientation. Yoonji had known all her life that she was who she was. There had been no internal struggles about if it was true or not. It was. Still, there was no reason to directly say anything to anyone about it. After all, so far she had only dated and had sex with men. Most of her friends were men too. Status quo could remain since there was no good reason to challenge it. She also wasn’t the type to act on impulse. Not with the delicate line that was this. Yoonji had mentioned it to Hoseok at some point. Being the smart man he was, Hoseok had advised that her sexuality was something she didn’t have to broadcast if she didn’t want to. But, if she needed to do that to feel like herself, then he assured her that their friend group would be accepting of whatever choice she made.

And if not, he would kick them out.

She had felt very appreciative about that. However, the topic of her sexuality never came up in conversation with her friends, so Yoonji had never voiced or alluded to anything about it to the other guys. It wasn’t necessary, so she remained in her comfortable little bubble. She had not yet felt compelled to search for a community or meet specific people. It seemed troublesome. She was content with her current friends and her daily life kept her busy. Besides, there was no one to risk it for.

Certainly not for Jungkook’s…

Um.

Friend-with-benefits.

“What did he say?’

Yoonji jumped as the woman scooted closer, indicating her screen with the open Karrot app. She looked down, the realization setting in.

“The… The profile is deleted?”

The sudden annoyance and rage overpowered any uncomfortable feelings. Listing disappeared. Profile deleted. Even the in-app messages erased because the seller didn’t exist. The fuck? Ugh, that deal was too good to be true. It didn’t even exist. Must have been a cowardly creep that was watching them right now and lost his nerve since Jungkook’s friend was here perched like a bird of prey. Yoonji felt a growl boil in her chest. All this for nothing.

“Aw, man, it was fake? That sucks.”

Holy fuck, she smells good.

Like warm coffee with a sensual depth.

Wait, what?

“Hm, well, I won’t bother you any more then. I’ll go some other time to the fitness store. These things happen,” the woman sighed in disappointment, standing up and stretching, her small backpack and photocard holder swaying. Some guy in a leather jacket. At the moment, Yoonji was too furious to note who the idol was. “Get yourself something nice to eat, Min Yoonji. You’re already out.”

She frowned.

“Hey, I never caught your name.”

Those predator eyes flickered back. “Oh? I figured Jungook would tell you.”

Why is she playing games? “It never came up,” she snapped back.

That fucking smile.

Yoonji hadn’t known it then, but she had already fallen down the rabbit hole at this point.

“Ah, don’t get mad at me. I just thought it was kinda funny Jungkook would keep it from you. Wonder why.” Light shrug with her thumbs slipping into her pockets. “I should teach him to have better manners. My name is…”

-

“Come hang out with us, noona. It’s okay.”

“No, no, I don’t want to intrude. I would only be in the way.”

“But I’ll miss you.”

A small, coy smile. An elegant hand reached up and tucked a bit of black hair back under the beanie. The smile grew wider as those manicured fingers lingered by an ear adorned with five lobe earrings. A chain connected the first and last in the line. Flashy for someone who didn’t have a flashy personality – at least, not to strangers.

Min Yoonji watched Jeon Jungkook wiggle childishly, tugging on the sleeve of a black denim jacket covered with gothic patches. Skulls and cats and devils. Shit like that. When the woman stood next to Jungkook, they visually suited each other well. The younger man wore a grey beanie, a loose black silk shirt patterned with flourishing white text tucked into baggy, ripped jeans, and a simple black belt. Chunky black boots that matched the chain-covered heeled ones his companion was wearing. Underneath the patch-covered denim jacket, she wore a tight-fitted, dark grey jersey minidress that showed off her attractive and clearly feminine figure.

She knew she shouldn’t, and yet Yoonji still lingered by the other side of the bus stop LED advertisement, eavesdropping on the conversation between Jungkook and his mystery-title friend.

The stop was located right outside the brightly-lit bowling alley that she was supposed to be meeting her friend group at. Uncharacteristically, Yoonji had ended up late due to a train delay. She had skipped the bus ride and had run to her destination. There had also been reports of a minor road accident and Yoonji wasn’t going to wait any more. Besides, she had worn sneakers, jeans, and a white hoodie, along with a black ball cap with some distressed detailing. Nothing fancy.

Or ladylike.

She was meeting a bunch of dudebros anyway.

“You know, most guys would be happy to ditch an annoying girl to hang out with their friends,” the woman was saying, chuckling as Jungkook swung her arm in an arc.

“But you’re not annoying,” he was saying, spinning her around as if they were dancing. “Ah, I don’t even wanna go bowling anymore…”

The woman poked Jungkook on the side of the head, still letting him tug her around. How bothersome was that? But she acted as if he was being totally normal and not causing a bunch of passerby stares. “Don’t be like that. Besides, you have an addiction.”

And then, much to Yoonji’s surprise, Jungkook dropped the woman’s hand and reached out to hug her.

Except his hands were on the woman’s ass.

Yoonji frowned.

Idiot.

“Mhm, I do…”

“Get off me,” the woman laughed, her hands cradling his head. Yoonji got the impression that she didn’t mean it in a cruel way, especially since she was feathering kisses over Jungkook’s cheeks. Or it sounded like that. Her current angle wasn’t great. “If your friends see, they’re gonna tease you.”

“Who cares? They’re just jealous.”

No, I’m not.

She hadn’t said it out loud and yet Yoonji tensed, feeling heat rush over her cheeks.

Never mind.

“Aww, okay, okay, I’ll go now. I can come over tomorrow night, right?”

A wonderful, exasperated laugh. “Don’t you have work? You need to sleep.”

“Sleep is for the weak,” Jungkook huffed, detaching himself and backing up. “I’m gonna come over.”

“And I’m not gonna stop you. See you, silly boy.”

She yanked her body back behind the advertisement as Jungkook grinned and ran off into the bowling alley. He wasn’t the type to walk like a normal human being. But who cared about that? What did Yoonji just witness? Of course, she had seen her friends in relationships before. The handsome and elusive Kim Taehyung had maybe one or two serious relationships. The ever-so-flirty Park Jimin was notorious for dating around. Educated literary fiend Kim Namjoon had a girlfriend for a long while. It had ended badly. Her best friend Jung Hoseok had friends of all genders and various stages of depth in those relationships. Hoseok himself was protective of his heart but not opposed to giving love. As far was Yoonji knew, goofy and well-off Kim Seokjin hadn’t dated yet, however, she wouldn’t be surprised. That worldwide handsome face constantly attracted people.

And Jeon Jungkook?

He had the bad boy look, but never got close to anyone. He flirted, relentlessly, but always backed out when it got serious. All that looked pretty damn serious to Yoonji, though. That was good. Right?

Except.

It was early evening, but Yoonji felt strangely cold.

Shouldn’t I be happy for him? What’s wrong with me?

“Eh?!”

The gasp cut through her thoughts and she jumped back, startled, snapping her head up to…

Oh.

“Min Yoonji?”

Oh, shit.

Her lips were moving. Nothing was coming out. That was very unlike herself, what is wrong with me, her cheeks blaringly warm, and Yoonji finally got her name out, bluntly, instinctively tipping her head in respectful greeting while also feeling the dire need to hide her face.

“Oh, shit, my bad. I freaked you out, huh? Sorry. I didn’t expect to see you on the other side of the bus stop. Did you only just get here? Jungkook already went inside,” the woman was saying, and Yoonji found she couldn’t look her in the face for some reason.

I know. I mean, what?

“Sorry, again. Uh. You’re standing in front of the schedule. Huh. Looks like there’s a delay.”

What the fuck is wrong with me?

“My bad,” Yoonji quickly mumbled, sliding to the side. “You came here with Jungkook again, huh?”

A pause.

Why did I say it like that? Yoonji winced, resisting the urge to slap some common sense into herself. She lifted her head, realizing the way her tone must have sounded, searching for the woman’s expression under the brim of the cap. Something flitted over those features. As soon as it was faintly visible, the unknown emotion was gone, replaced by a faint smile. Wisps of wild hair casted shadows over those cheekbones due to the oncoming sunset. People were rushing past. Conversations, purposes, desires, but suddenly all Yoonji could see was the endless darkness of those scorched eyes framed by smoked lashes.

“Do you like Jungkook romantically, by chance?”

What!

“No!”

The word shot out of her mouth with such force that Yoonji backed up, shocked at her own reaction. The other woman looked taken aback, tilting her head, and there was no way to save this situation, stuck, frozen in this mortifying moment, completely forgetting her previous engagement.

Those plush pink lips looked like they had been kissed all night.

By Jungkook?

A sting dug deep into Yoonji’s heart.

“Oh, I thought…” An awkward laugh, and the woman readjusted the black strap of her bag over her chest. “I got the impression you didn’t like me because I’ve been stopping by with Jungkook lately. My bad. Didn’t mean to ask so bluntly like that. It was on my mind, though. I should get going. Have a good evening, then.”

A gentle wave.

A turn.

And before she knew what she was doing, Yoonji reached out and grabbed that denim sleeve.

“Wait.”

Those scorched eyes full of shadows returned and she found herself breathless at the sight of them.

She had to force herself to speak.

“You should come bowling with us. I’m always the only girl. It would be nice if…”

The goosebumps danced all over her skin. It was like asking someone out of a first date, except this person actually made her nervous and there was going to be a bunch of other people there, including the one was she probably actually dating.

“Would be nice if you hung out with us too, sometimes.”

Yoonji knew she should have added, Jungkook would be happy to see you. She didn’t for some reason. No, she knew the reason, but she bit back those thoughts and let go of that sleeve, not wanting to be too pushy about it. Chewed on her lip, peeling away at dry skin. The other woman seemed to contemplate for a second and shrugged, chuckling.

“Yeah. Okay. I’ll go with you.”

It was at this moment that Yoonji knew.

She fucked up.

Too late now.

-

It wasn’t that bad.

There was some confusion, yes. Introductions, casual banter. Yoonji noticed that Jungkook seemed both surprised and a little hurt. What for? But then the woman went to stand next to him and whispered in his ear. He seemed much more satisfied after that. Yoonji busied herself with paying and picking out the right size for her bowling shoes. It was dark in here. Minors were no longer allowed since the bar was opening. The alleys were lit up with scattered color. Mood lighting. Jungkook loved that shit.

Yoonji noticed that they didn’t hold hands.

Interesting.

The women paid and was handed the beige and black bowling shoes. Their group was smaller today, just Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook, and Seokjin. Honestly, Yoonji would have dropped out if Seokjin wasn’t coming with. The other three were younger and they were noisy. Kim Seokjin was loud as fuck too, but he was reasonable and matched Yoonji’s energy when she was feeling drained of the other three. The woman was chatting with Seokjin. They seemed to know each other to some extent. Why does everyone seem to know you but me? That wasn’t a fair assessment. Taehyung and Jimin were jostling Jungkook around, teasing him probably. They didn’t seem as familiar with her.

Hm.

The next notable moment was when they were sitting down and changing shoes. Yoonji glanced over, seeing her unzip her boots. Normal. Shifting line of vision. The hem of that tight dress was hiking up those soft thighs. Well, she hadn’t dressed to go bowling, after all.

Yoonji paused, wondering if she should say something.

Then, all of a sudden, Jungkook’s jean-covered butt was blocking her vision.

Hey!

Clicked her tongue, busying herself with the shoes. He didn’t have to do that. Nothing was happening here. The music was so loud that Yoonji found she couldn’t hear their conversation. Annoying. Until…

“Oh! You have Gengar socks!”

“They’re cute! Is Gengar wearing a pumpkin? Haha, it’s not Halloween though!” Taehyung was laughing.

“Aw, who cares.? You can’t see them anyway,” Jungkook’s lady was chuckling, yanking on the bowling shoes. “It’s Halloween every day in my heart.”

“I didn’t know you liked cute stuff, noona,” Jimin teased. “You seem so tough, but you’re a big softie, huh? Of course, you must be if you like our Jungkookie!”

“Bleh, shush,” came the exasperated sigh and hand wave. “The real tough one is Seokjinnie over here for putting up with you guys.”

Yoonji frowned. The two of them must be somewhat familiar for her to address Seokjin with such familiarity. It came up in conversation later, after a few strikes and pleas with a higher power to give Jimin better aim (no higher power answered but Taehyung did accidentally bowl for Jimin, uh huh). Apparently, Seokjin and Jungkook’s friend had met online through an online team-based game. Yoonji didn’t play video games because she wasn’t good at them. At least, compared to her friends. She was fine with watching though.

“You’re doing great today. You must have eaten something good.”

Yoonji gave Seokjin the side-eye. “Or maybe you’ve gotten worse. Online video games aren’t the same as a physical sport.”

“Hey! It’s all hand-eye coordination. Same, same!”

“At this rate, even Jimin will overtake you.”

Seokjin’s handsome face twisted in indignation. He had the kind of facial features that were model-envy if he wasn’t contorting them to some ridiculous expression. Like right now. “He cheated and made Taehyung bowl for him!”

“I did not!”

“Oh, really?”

She ignored their squabbling, only to freeze up once she realized who was sitting next to her.

“I’m pretty sure I’m doing the worst right now,” came the wry chuckle. “Thankfully, Jungkook shielded my pride and typed in Gengar instead of my name.”

“You’re doing okay,” Yoonji said quietly, glimpsing to her left. She caught the scent of something warm and tangy. Perfume.

O… Oh.

“That’s very nice of you to say, but I’m fifty points behind Jimin.” A sigh. “I think it’s my manicure. I should cut my nails a bit. They’ll grow back.”

Then, much to Yoonji’s surprise, the woman leaned over and unzipped her bag, moving things around.

“W-Wait, really?” Turned and she really was pulling out a small silver nail clipper and a cerulean blue glass nail file. “It’s just a bowling game. It’s not that serious.”

The other woman craned her head and lined up her the nail of her middle finger with the clipper. “Yeah, but I’m not really trying,” she was saying. Snip! “I don’t really like that. if I’m gonna lose, I should at least lose trying my best.”

Yoonji watched in stunned fascination as the woman trimmed down her black cherry manicure on three nails on what seemed to be her dominant hand. Middle finger, ring finger, and thumb. Only those. She left the index and pinky in their pointed almond shape. She held up her hand after, graceful fingers spread out.

O-Oh.

“I… I’m going to the bathroom for a sec.”

“Oh, okay, I’ll–”

But Yoonji didn’t stop to listen, walking away quickly, quickly, into the women’s bathroom and closing the stall door, doing nothing but immediately pinning her back to the door and exhaling hard. Ragged. Rough. What is wrong with me? She knew what was wrong. Yoonji placed her palms over her mouth and forced out another breath. There was flushing and water splashing and currently popular pop music drowning out the more unpleasant noises, but Yoonji was too busy trying to calm down the screaming in her head. This was bad. This was really bad. She had watched enough girl-on-girl porn to know… No. Obviously, Jungkook’s friend was going to clip the nails of her middle and ring finger. Those were the ones to hold the bowling ball. There was nothing more to it.

Just a coincidence.

Don’t be delusional.

This would be much easier if it was a man. Yoonji knew how to be cool and calm when it came to guys. Besides, the male mindset was too airheaded to pick up on subtlety anyway. But, what if a woman could…? She had already caught on to Yoonji acting weird earlier. Even thought she had romantic feelings with Jungkook. Pfft. Absurd. That kid was grown up now, but he was still only a bright-eyed eager bunny. No amount of tattoos or piercings would ever turn Jeon Jungkook from prey to predator, although he could look the part with enough working out. Jungkook was certainly her type when it came to looks but as far as personality, Yoonji was sure she would be worn out by Jungkook.

Wait.

Yoonji froze.

What?

She pushed her hair back. Another tick that happened due to her nervousness. Ha. Haha. I did not just think that about Jeon Jungkook. No. No, no, she was simply confused. That was all. Confused and working though who-the-fuck-knows-what. No. This had to stop. You have to compartmentalize this shit. This couldn’t keep happening. Stop acting weird. Pull yourself together. When it came down to it, Yoonji had to step out of this stall and chill the fuck out.

She couldn’t let it show.

Nobody is stopping you from getting off to her later.

Yoonji told her brain to shut up and left the stall.

-

Once their bowling game was over, the adults moved on to bigger and better things.

“You want the Gengar, right?”

“I don’t want anything. I don’t trust these things. Don’t waste your money.”

“Don’t be like that, noona. She totally wants the Gengar,” Taehyung talked over her, shoving in tokens so Jungkook could attempt the claw machine. Jimin stood at the far corner of the machine and pointed animatedly, calling to move a little more left, no, right, no, back more. Seokjin snorted at him to shut up. Yoonji watched as Jungkook failed, his broad shoulders dropping heavily as the round bright purple plush slid out of the metal claw and plopped back into the mound of colorful plushies, face-first onto its teasing red eyes and big grin.

“One more time,” Jungkook insisted.

“You don’t–”

She watched the younger man turn to the woman and pull a big pout. There was an exchanged glance between them. A muscle in Yoonji’s face twitched. This had been Jungkook’s third time trying to get something from the claw machine. Their group was crammed in a corner of the arcade in the bowling alley, a couple drinks in, squabbling for a damn Gengar plush for their newcomer. It wasn’t the situation that was bothering Yoonji, but rather how adamant Jungkook was that it had to be him winning it.

This guy is so freaking annoying.

Yoonji reached between their bodies and jammed her own tokens in.

“Go ahead, then.”

She shoved Jungkook’s shoulder and broke the shared gaze between him and his lady friend. Jungkook snapped his head to the machine, startled as the lights flashed and the red timer came on, letting out a surprised yelp as he fought to move the clunky claw back to the faceplanted Gengar.

He had never tried so hard before for his other friends.

Hmph.

“Oh, shit! YAH!”

“LET’S GOOOOOOO!”

“Taehyung, stop yelling!”

“Well, shit. You did it.”

“I told you I would,” Jungkook roared triumphantly, yanking out the purple Pokémon plush and holding it up like a prestigious award. “Da-dang!”

“Fourth time’s a charm?” she laughed as Jungkook grabbed her hands and spun them palm up to delicately rest the incredibly round Gengar plush on them. Yoonji noticed he didn’t linger and pulled away quickly. “Thank you, then, haha.”

Seokjin, Jimin, and Taehyung were acting like Jungkook had just won a damn rice cooker on a prestigious game show, crowding around him and giving him high fives. Yoonji shook her head, glad it was over, and felt a hand on her shoulder. Froze as she looked up to scorched eyes twinkling brightly in neon lights of the arcade machines.

“Here. Sorry you had to use your tokens for me.”

Yoonji tried to push back to the coins suddenly placed in her palm. “No, it’s fine, I don’t–”

“I wouldn’t want to owe you.”

“I–”

Then she froze, realizing her hands were clasped around the other woman’s right. Holding the Gengar plush in her left, tucked underneath her breasts. The naughtily cheerful grin was aimed straight at Yoonji, silently laughing as if it had seen and knew everything. Before she could react, a handful of coins was dumped in her palm and her fingers were closed around it, pinned by a dark cherry manicure. Middle, ring, and thumb trimmed short.

Her heartbeat shot up to her throat.

“Yoonji-noona, come play this one with me!”

Her head snapped up. The other woman smiled at her calmly. Park Jimin grabbed Yoonji’s sleeve and dragged her to a racing game. That didn’t mean anything. It didn’t. I wouldn’t want to owe you. Why not? What was wrong with her? What was so much better about dork-ass Jeon Jungkook who was sucked into playing Tekken versus Kim Taehyung without a second thought? The other woman turned away and went to stand behind Jungkook, next to their consistent heckler Kim Seokjin, still holding onto the Gengar plush. Yoonji turned to sit down next to Jimin, suddenly mad she didn’t think of the claw machine first, why, she could have done it in less tries, she was sure of it.

“You alright?”

“What?” she snapped.

Jimin raised his eyebrows at her. Yoonji stilled. Somehow, Jimin always knew something was up. Oh, he did care if his friends were having a hard time. He also low-key lived for drama. High-key, even. He was a sneaky bitch behind an innocent face. Instead of answering, Yoonji jammed tokens into the machine, both for Jimin and herself, and cocked her eyebrow back at his suspicious, searching expression, placing her hands on the steering wheel.

“I’m gonna smoke ya,” she declared.

“I haven’t yet – HEY!”

Yoonji absolutely demolished him in the virtual race. Twice. Get rekt, Jimin-ah.

-

Sulky.

Well, no. Not really.

A little bit.

Ugh, fine.

Min Yoonji silently admitted she was sulky.

Just trying to figure out what was so great about Jeon Jungkook. She flicked through his Instagram, not impressed. It was a pretty dead account, as Jungkook had been very into keeping an aesthetic layout for a few months and then promptly abandoned the account when he got tired of it. He had commitment issues. The aesthetic he had chosen was the digital photo, found film vibe that had been popular when the kid was literally in elementary school and probably had no idea what social media even was. His TikTok was somewhat similar, with lots of effects and editing in the short videos. Also mostly abandoned, although Yoonji suspected his accounts were more for lurking and liking stuff than displaying himself.

Jungkook had a few candid, artsy photos of him shirtless that Yoonji wished she hadn’t seen.

Hah, why post that if you can’t even provide a decent picture?

She found that she was lingering on a side profile photo of him for a few seconds. Black and white. Ghost of a smile on his lips and his short black hair messily over his crinkled eyes. From this angle, one could see the definition of his jaw and the mole on his neck, plus the three piercings on his left ear. His shoulder was bare, a medium-weight linked chain loosely hanging on his neck.

Abruptly, Yoonji swiped away.

He doesn’t have a single photo of her on here.

There were occasional photos that included Jimin and Taehyung, (including one of Jimin’s hand photobombing a seriously poised Taehyung, Yoonji could recognize that tiny pinky anywhere), but not really anyone else. This didn’t surprise Yoonji too much, as over half of the photos were scenery shots, but surely a photo of a pretty woman would get likes? She frowned, then froze. There was a reel posted way down there, towards the beginning of the account’s creation. At first, it hadn’t caught her attention since the photo was a black screen, but then she clicked on it and listened to the audio. It was someone playing guitar.

But not just anyone.

After about ten seconds of black screen, the camera lifted from its spot and it showed Min Yoonji several years ago, leaning over a black acoustic guitar, playing a melody she had made up on the spot. She remembered that night. She had been at Kim Namjoon’s house, they had gotten drunk, and Jeon Jungkook had shown up at three in the morning for who-the-hell-knows-what reason. She had brought her guitar that night on a low-key depressed whim. Namjoon dabbled in music too, sometimes, not just produced it, so Yoonji occasionally brought her guitar to play for fun. They were longtime friends.

She hadn’t noticed that Jungkook had filmed her.

The caption read, music that makes you fall in love.

“… What?”

It had startled her so much that she hadn’t even realized she spoke out loud.

Ah, what was she thinking? This was years ago. Past was in the past. There wasn’t anything else interesting on here. Funnily enough, the specific melody Jungkook had complimented, Yoonji had turned into a breakup song. Sure, she had never really published her music past her SoundCloud, but she still made songs for fun even though she wasn’t trying to become an idol or anything of the sort. Would be cool to be a producer though.

It was only a damn reel.

There was no serendipitous shit going on here.

Yoonji rubbed her eyes. They were close, yes. Jungkook often came to her for practical life advice when Namjoon was a bit too philosophical. His words, although Yoonji could agree. She was known as the pragmatic one in the group. Something she learned in therapy, actually. Focusing on what could be done right now instead of fixating on the what-ifs of the future. The youngest did exasperate her sometimes, however it was an endearing kind of exasperation that she welcomed. He, unlike some other young people, expressed his gratitude often.

He called her cute often, too.

Not that… Not that other people didn’t. Hoseok did all the time. Well, Yoonji did go to Hoseok a lot for outfit opinions when she had an occasion. Jungkook also expressed skinship, usually resting his head on Yoonji’s shoulder or putting a hand on her back, even though he didn’t usually imitate with other people. Physical touch was not something Yoonji liked. She tolerated it if it was Jungkook, but he really hadn’t been touchy since…

Wait.

Why the fuck was she thinking about Jungkook?

This ain’t about you!

Right. So, anyway, since Jungkook had started seeing this woman, he hadn’t posted her on his social media, hadn’t initiated physical touch with Yoonji, and expressed neediness when the two were alone but treated the lady like a friend when in front of his friends. He didn’t even invite her to their gatherings despite having many opportunities, yet also specifically made them all wait for him to win her a plush prize that directly related with her interests.

Which all equated to Jeon Jungkook sending the most confusing batch of mixed signals Yoonji had ever analyzed.

A muscle in her face twitched.

Yoonji chewed on her lip. She wondered if she should scroll through those Jungkook was following to maybe find the woman’s account. Was that going too far? Sure, social media profiles were generally public, but actively looking for someone for dubious reasons seemed wrong. Not that her reasons were dubious.

Right.

She looked back to her phone screen.

It was somehow displaying a photo of Jungkook’s naked back. Again, black and white. Standing in a gym. The background was slightly blurred, but the hint of Jungkook’s toned front was unmistakable. Yoonji frowned and swiped it away, scrolling distractedly. She didn’t think about him like that. He was a dork. The woman he was dating was smoking hot. Were they dating, though? That was the whole point of this investigation. For fuck’s sake. Although Jungkook gave the impression he was a playboy, Yoonji knew he wasn’t. He didn’t have the damn attention span to be a player and he was obviously scared of hurting other people’s feelings. Still, there weren’t any telltale signs of them dating-dating. Which shouldn’t bother Yoonji anyway, because she didn’t get involved in her friend’s dating lives, so why the fuck did she care?

Plus, she’s probably straight.

Jungkook was a pretty manly man.

But what if she’s not?

There was literally nothing Yoonji could work off of in that regard except for the look in those dark scorched eyes when she closed her hand around Yoonji’s hand, holding her tight and within direct eye contact. There was literally not a single reason for her to believe that look meant anything other than what was said.

And yet.

I’m being delusional.

Jungkook and her looked good together. Yeah. They were probably gonna work out. Uh huh. It was just rough for her because this was one of the first few real moments that Yoonji felt strongly attracted to someone outside of purely sexual reasons.

Woah.

Woah, hold on there.

She knew for a fact she liked women sexually. Her porn history was enough evidence of that. She had been attracted to women she had met over the years, sure, but never had Yoonji pursued a woman, both because of the social stigma and also because she figured only doing it for the sexual desire seemed wrong. If anyone found out, Yoonji didn’t want to feel like it was for nothing.

So why am I stalking Jungkook on Instagram just for a glimpse of her?

And Yoonji couldn’t like her. She barely knew her. Right? They couldn’t have developed any emotional connection in their very minimal interactions. Yoonji placed her phone down, backing away from it like it was a bomb. These impulses… She couldn’t stop thinking about the woman holding the Gengar next to her chest. Couldn’t stop thinking about Jungkook dancing her around on the sidewalk. Couldn’t stop thinking about the woman casually eating her dessert in the park as if she owned the whole damn world.

Did Yoonji want to be her?

Or did she want to be with her?

Yoonji hadn’t allowed herself to fantasize yet because fantasizing about a real person felt much more abhorrent than a total stranger. It was a door she couldn’t bear to open yet. And, worse.

She didn’t know if she could stop if she started.

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ep 2. what a shame. (see you friday) sugar, spice, and everything nice

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Can I request a drabble with Yoonji? If so, could it be a fluffy flower shop/tattoo parlour au with "I don't think anyone could ever be as lovely as you.", please? Thank you! 💜

summer mornings and strawberries:

pairing: tattoo artist! yoonji (yoongi) x f. reader

genre: fluff || non-idol au || cisswap || established relationship

summary: sometimes it's hard to put your love for someone into words

word count: 1.2k

tags/ warnings: fluff, wlw, goth gf yoonji x pastel princess m/c (you know that’s right), minor suggestive content but no real smut

notes: women <3 this one felt harder to keep in the 1k boundary because they’re both just so cute :( i might write a short sequel for mommy yoonji since it wouldn't fit into this part if people are interested

drabble requests are closed

drabble masterlist || my main masterlist

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“Over here, baby” 

You perk up, Jimin long forgotten as your girlfriend waves you over from her office. 

“Sorry, Minnie” you brush him off as you skip into Yoonji’s arms, completely ignorant to the fact she keeps eye contact with the receptionist as she presses a sweet kiss to your cheek. 

Jimin snorts, eyes flickering down to your skirt that barely covers your ass. 

Your mouth falls open into a gasp as Yoonji grabs the meat of your thigh, teasing in the way she knows has arousal slicking up your panties. You always had been easy to rile up. 

“You’re late” she murmurs, hairs on the back of your neck standing on end as her breath tickles your cheek. 

“The shop was quite busy today,” you tell her as she kicks the door to her office closed, tattoo equipment already set up for you. 

“You should really tell your boss you can’t do overtime” 

You frown, “But she says I’m the best at bouquets” 

“I’m sure you are the best, my love. Now take a seat, I canceled my next appointment so we can spend the afternoon together” 

“You didn’t have to do that” you giggle, sweater shucked off on the floor somewhere that she picks up, folding it over the back of her chair as you settle down. 

“I don’t wanna hear any of that” 

“Yes ma’am” you mock salute. 

Her eyebrows furrow, silent offer to be a brat, though by now she knows you’re aware of the consequences. 

Her chair kicks backwards as she leans down for a kiss. Purposeful as her lips mold with yours, barely enough room for either of your to breathe until she’s pulling back, and your pink blush is hiding the red that coats your cheeks rosy. 

You’d always found something so utterly mesmerizing about Yoonji, her beauty that of a black dahlia, though you think she was more of a pink rose; gentle. 

Someone you aspired to be, so confident in her own skin, she knew exactly what she wanted, and made sure she got it. 

Sometimes it felt like you couldn’t word exactly how you felt about her, ‘love’ perhaps an umbrella term for all the little things you adored about her mere existence. No amount of flowers with lovely meanings, or poems about undying love that you write in little notes for customers (that had definitely been stolen from the internet), is never truly enough. 

Your friends had drilled the idea in their heads that Yoonji was reserved, and didn’t know how to show her love the right way, ‘cold’ even. A word you had never, and will never use to describe her. 

Because it seemed like she knew how to show her love for you, better than you did for her. 

The world had always had a split view on the term ‘opposites attract’, that you’re good for each other until you’re in a relationship, and then it all goes to shit because you’re two very different people. 

Yoonji never minded how you blasted your music over her speakers, the music she would overwise despise if it weren’t you. Just like how you never liked the hard-hitting rap she absolutely loved, though hummed along as she cleaned the house. 

She never minded how your clothes had split up the blacks of her hoodies and jeans in the closet, or the cute little bedspread you insisted on having because you didn’t like her grey one.

Or how the counter in the bathroom had been permanently doused in glittery eyeshadow. Where shampoo smelt of warm summer mornings and strawberries, instead of muted and never-really-there comfort. Your existence now a permanent fixture in her, no, your home.

It felt as though Yoonji worshipped your very existence, held you in her hands, delicate like you were a daisy, or a gentle buttercup. 

Your person that you couldn’t imagine a future without.

Her art is forever inked into your skin, art that no one else in the world will ever have because maybe tattoos were one of her love languages. Something in your heart squeezing, emotions mushy, that make you want to gush like you were in high school again when you catch a glimpse of her work etched into your skin in the mirror. The work she had spent hours designing specifically for you. 

Yoonji didn’t mind initiating physical contact, something you’d always shied away from, something she’d taught you was okay to want, that yearning wasn’t bad. That touch is just many of the languages of love that the both of you shared.

She liked to cook or take you on picnics in the summer, watching you twirl in dresses made of satin, or smudge your lipstick with a kiss before she helps you reapply it. Only to kiss you again. 

She calls you pretty and loved your body in ways that showed you self-love wasn’t selfish. Because if she could love you, then it shouldn’t be impossible to love yourself.

Yoonji kissed you under the stars and liked how the moon made you shine like a delicate fairy, always so beautiful in her eyes. She held your hand while you ordered food, and visits you during her lunch breaks with coffee and cakes or little sandwiches cut into triangles. 

Every little brush of her fingers over your bare skin had been etched into your mind, hours spent apart missing her even though you knew you’d be going home to your apartment, greeted with a kiss that always has you melting into her chest. 

Over the years your love language had morphed into your job just like hers, and Yoonji found it endearing how you’d come home with flowers for her, test runs for the shop's new theme though you seem to always keep her in mind as you hone your craft. 

And as much as you worried that you were never enough, always so consumed by thoughts she knew were pointless, Yoonji loved you nonetheless. 

“I don’t think anyone could be as lovely as you,” she tells you one evening, your head resting on her thighs, careful as she brushes your hair after you’ve both taken a shower together. 

You blink up at her, tongue wetting your bottom lip, “You’re a lot lovelier than I am” 

“Not true” she laughs, thumb rubbing over your jaw, “Besides, you’re the only one that sees me like this” 

“Is it selfish that I like it that way?” 

She hums, tucking her hair behind her ear, sharp eyes never straying away from yours. “It’s okay to be selfish, you know” 

“When it comes to you, I don’t mind” you smile, rolling onto your stomach. 

You blink up at her through your lashes. 

Her lips quirking upwards, always finding it hard not to smile when she’s with you, “I love you, flower” 

“I really love you too” you smile, “And I think I’ll love you forever” 

She tilts her head, “That’s a long time. Think you can put up with me for that long?” 

“As long as you can put up with me for that long, then I don’t mind” 

“You act as though you’re hard to put up with” she pushes your hair out of your face, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips, then your cheek, nose, then each eyelid as you lean into the palm of her hand that cups your cheek. 

“Forever, then” you whisper, eyes barely open as you chase her lips for another kiss. 

She hums, “Forever it is”

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Hii bestieeee!!! Could I have a "BTS reaction to when you stan skz" thxxx luvs yaaa

ok ofc... btw- IM A STARMY TOO!!!!! AHHHHH BEST FANDOM COMBO EVER! Anyway- here you go...

BTS reaction to when you're a STAY (SKZ stan)

Namjoon:

He would be a little surprised but would respect your music choice, he would even jam with you to Stray Kids' songs sometimes. OOOHHH but every time God's menu came on, he would see a side of you that he's never seen before.

Seokjin:

"Yah! Isn't my handsome face not enough?! Let's watch a BTS mv instead" He said. After making him forcefully watch an SKZ mv, he was trying not to show his enjoyment but after a few more mvs, he officially became a STAY and stole your bias.

Yoongi:

He didn't care about what you listened to or watched because he believed that everyone was allowed to have an opinion. Lowkey rapped Changbin's part in Miroh to impress you.

Hoseok:

"Wahhh baby, they dance well, especially that Lee Know guy. I should collab with them next! They're songs make me jam. Who is your bias by the way? I think I like all of them." You both watch Stray Kids practice videos all night and enjoy together. XOXO Hobi

Jimin:

Watches the dance practices and music videos with you. "Wow, they're so talented! I'm going to practice this dance, can you teach me?"

Taehyung:

"Their music is nice but it's not something I would listen to every day, they're amazing though. Their dance is outstanding, vocals are great, rap is next level, visuals are superb!"

Jungkook:

Shook. "You stan them? I'm friends with Bang Chan- if you ever wanna meet him just tell me." Legit gets you excited and starts telling you random stuff about how he likes SKZ too.

~Oki everyone... THANK YOU!!! byeee~

[honey-boyyoongi]

Pairing ➪ Yoonji x Y/n | Jimin x Y/n | Yoonji x Jimin x Seokjin

Word count ➪ 4.4k Words

Warnings ➪ authors horrible attempt at humor; mentions of blood and feeding; mentions of edible; not beta read;

Summary ➪ Y/n needs a place to stay as of yesterday. Her roommate bailed on her, she’s too far from her grandmother, and her boyfriend lives in a box with his best friend. The place she seems to find has everything; space, low rent, a short commute to her job, and seemingly nice roommates. But there are some things that are kinda weird. Like how her female roommate is up at all hours, and her male roommate mumbling about his plants yelling at him in the middle of the night. She can get through this, right?

A/n: Hey besties. I was meant to post this last month, but due to some things regarding my dad I couldn't really focus on much. Regardless though I am happy to get this out as an early present for Festa and for my own birthday. I'll continue 'Oh,baby' and should be posting a new part by the end of the month, at least I'm hoping to. As always feedback is appreciated, and if you would like to be added to the taglist please let me know.

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It hurt. Everything hurts. Namjoon could feel every last one of his nerve endings screaming in agony. His head was burning, and it was getting harder to think rationally. What was happening?

It felt like he was being moved in slow motion. He could feel the early fall breeze on his face, but also stiffness on his left side. Something was clawing at him, and he wanted it to stop. 

Namjoon could hear muffled sounds, and felt a sudden warmth enveloping his chest. His heartbeat was slowing down; he was scared.

There began to be gaps in Namjoon’s awareness. When he would come to, sounds were still muffled, but he could feel and smell. The young man could no longer feel his favorite indigo blue set. A sweeping warmth on his skin was quickly followed by the bite of the cold room. He could smell damp earth, incense, and Jimin’s mellow fabric softener.. Jimin.. Yes, it smelled like Jimin. It smelled like his sweet friend. Namjoon started to feel like he was floating, the pain had stopped. He no longer felt scared. Jimin was here. 

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“What the fuck are we going to do,” Yoonji hissed. Jimin’s spell hadn’t worked to it’s perceived potential, they had a vampire fledgling in the younger’s work room, and they found out their newest roommate is potentially one of them. Shit was hitting the fan, and it was hitting hard.

The female vampire was having conflicting feelings about their current situation. While Yoonji was grateful for the small moment they got, she was petrified of the inevitable conversation they would be having; being sires, and that none of them were human. The elder vampire had contingency plans, having a few emails drafted if her current life would implode. Her parents taught her to be diligent, always being sure she had backups to her backups. If Yoonji, and her friends, had to hide in her Black Forest estate until this blew over, then so be it. But a small, hopeful, part of Yoonji wanted Y/n to accept them. She hoped their newest roommate wouldn’t be afraid of them. 

They liked their lives here; she loves her life here. Yoonji is teaching pupils that are as passionate as she is. Seokjin is doing more of what he wants, while doing the bare minimum with the council. Jimin was still relatively new, but he had quickly gained loyal regulars that kept him busy. Things had finally set into place, and it’s dissolving in front of them. Yoonji watched as Jimin paced around their small island, and Jin was slouched forward, laying his upper body on the cold tile of the island. 

If Yoonji focused enough she could hear the hissing of the hot water, and the clattering of Y/n’s products. The elder vampire could hear the shower stopping, and the clicking of nails to screen. 

Jin slightly perked up, “I think..we should be truthful.” 

Jimin halted, “Truthful, of what? Of us, what we are, are you insane?”

Seokjin slightly nodded, “She’s going to find out, one way or another. Your friend will wake-up within the next 36 hours confused, scared, and starving. As a new fledgling, everything will be amplified. Y/n has the right to know, to choose whether she wants to stay and witness that, or leave. The first few days of any newborn fledgling are brutal because of the thirst, and immense feeling of overstimulation. It’ll be frightening, even for you.” 

The witch scoffed, “I’ve been around fledglings, they’re not scary.” 

Seokjin narrowed his eyes at Jimin, highly unamused, “A newborn is different, they’re transitioning and everything is overwhelming to them. He won’t be the same person you remember him to be for a while. He’ll be constantly feeding, and losing control of himself. The slightest thing could set him off. If you’re not frightened by his unpredictability, then you’re a fool.”

Yoonji knew Jimin was aware of the changes that would be happening with Namjoon, she’d gone into detail of every fledgling transition she’s witnessed. Only one thing remained constant within those memories, fledglings were unpredictable. The female vampire saw as the tips of Jimin’s ears turned pink from Jinnie’s scolding, clearly embarrassed at being corrected. 

Their witchy roommate sighed, “Are we telling her everything? What we each are, and what’s going on with Joonie?”

“I think we should,” Yoonji said. Jimin nodded, busying himself with cleaning up the bag of O negative from their sink. He sighed deeply, “What if she freaks out..what if… What if she tells someone? Hunters are still a thing. What if they find you, or Seokjin? I wouldn’t be able to live if anything would happen to either of you.”

Seokjin rose from his seat, “Min..” He enveloped the witch from behind, gently tightening his hold to comfort him. Jimin sniffled, hesitantly turning around and reciprocating Jin’s hug. The older vampire wrapped an arm across the witch’s back, and another was cradling his friend’s head into his chest. Jin delicately played with Min’s hair, “Jimin, I know you’re scared, we’re scared too.” 

Jin redirected them towards the couch, clearly wanting to be comfortable during this stressful moment. Yoonji and Seokjin took the ends of the couch, not really giving Jimin any choice in arrangement. They settled in before the older vampire could continue. “A lot of things are happening too quickly, we can’t let ourselves be frightened,” Seokjin said. 

He gestures towards Yoonji, asking her to say something. “I can’t say nothing won’t happen, because it will, but we will work through it. Hunters..are an unfortunate consequence of our existence. We haven’t done anything wrong.”

“But what about Joonie,” Min asked, “what if anyone saw Jin jumping on him?”

“What happened with Namjoon was an accident, Jinnie didn’t attack him maliciously. He was trying to help, and an accident happened. If, for some reason, a hunter saw him we’d deal with it,” Yoonji responded. 

Jin nodded along, “We’ll be okay, we’ll work through it Min.”

The trio is huddled together, whispering, when Y/n walks into the living room. Seokjin signals Yoonji to turn towards the kitchen. She panics, stuttering a quirky greeting, “Hey, Y/n, um.. How’d you, uh, sleep?”

Y/n shrugged, “Eh, I guess, I don’t remember falling asleep.” 

Jimin nudged Yoonji to keep talking. She shook her head, too unsure how to carry this conversation. They watch the human make a cup of iced coffee, looking around for any piece of the witch’s pastries. Yoonji notices Y/n is in lounging clothes, and not in her regular jeans. She’s barefaced, and is allowing her hair to air-dry into their natural waves. Her cheeks are still pink from her morning shower, and she’s wearing her glasses today. 

The trio watches as their human roommate goes back and forth with each of her breakfast items to join them in the living room. She sits on the sofa chair on Jin’s side of the living room. 

Y/n sighs as she adjusts into place, takes a big sip of her coffee, and looks towards the trio, “Guys, I had the weirdest dream last night.”

“Weird dream? Like what,” Jimin asked. 

Y/n’s face scrunched up, “I dreamt that Jin got hurt. He was covered in blood, and he wouldn’t respond to me. There was a man at the doorway. I didn’t know him, but he was next to Jin and I was getting scared. I ended up passing out in-dream. Next thing I know, my alarms are going off, and I’m freaking out because I think I’m late for work, but I’m not late because my manager thinks that I’m sick and I don’t know what’s going on.”

Yoonji looked at Y/n in mild terror, she clearly remembered. The vampire gave her friends a look before she spoke, “Y/n.. we need to talk.”

The human looked at the trio worried slightly tilting her head. “Oh, fuck. Did I do something last night,” she rambled. “I mean, I ate an edible that’s probably why I passed out, but if I acted out of line I need you guys to tell me.” 

Yoonji sat stunned, struggling to contain her laughter. The vampire dug her nails into her thighs to keep herself from bursting, “You acted no weirder than you usually do on edibles.” Jimin bursted in a small fit of giggles. Seokjin looked between them, confused as to what an edible was. He gestured his confusion to Jimin, who gestured back that he’d explain later. 

The vampire covered her escaped chuckles with swift coughs. “No.. um.. That dream that you mentioned happened.” She watched as the human stiffened in her seat. “Last night Jinnie came home a bit.. Flustered. There was an accident, and he came home to get help..but there’s more to it.” Yoonji was starting to get uncomfortable, and she could see that Jin was staring at their carpet. “Please, listen to what we have to say.” 

Yoonji took a moment to collect her thoughts, when Seokjin took over, “Last night, I was walking around to waste some time, then I smelled something. I walked deeper into the park trail, desperate to find it. It smelled so good, I just had to see what it was. I thought it was a fox, or a small deer, they’re especially delicious this time of year, but instead I saw a human. He was bleeding from his knee, he said he was fine. Next thing I know my shirt is wet with blood, and the man is passed out. I’m freaking out because I’ve never done anything like this. I bring us back to the house. Yoonji, and Jimin try to help, but I can’t hear them because everything sounds muffled, and my skin feels clammy. I smelled when you came near me, and all I could think about was blood and how yours smelled good enough to be my next meal. I was scared, and Jimin was able to sedate me.” 

The elder vampire released a large sigh, as if a weight had been lifted from him. “When I bit the man, I accidentally released some venom in him. He’s currently transitioning into a vampire.”

Y/n looks at the trio, analyzing them. She takes a small bite from her breakfast sandwich, confusion riddling her face. The human gestured at them, “Are the three of you vampires?”

Jimin shook his head, “No, I’m a witch. I just moved here a couple years ago, and moved in a year and a half ago. Yoonji, and Jinnie are vampires. They’re currently part of a small group of vampires that pre-date the Joseon dynasty.”

Yoonji grumbled, hating being reminded of her age. She watched as the human continued eating her breakfast with a vacant look. To Y/n’s left Jin was trying his hardest to control his shaking leg, and was slightly chewing at the sides of his thumb. Next to him, Jimin was turning pink from the pressure of the situation. 

They watched as Y/n finished her breakfast, leisurely drinkin the last of her morning coffee. She turned to them, face slightly scrunched. “So let me get this straight, Yoonji and Seokjin are vampires. Jimin is a witch. Seokjin accidently got himself a vampire kid, and I almost got eaten until Jimin knocked out Seokjin.” The trio nodded, Y/n continued speaking, “Did I get knocked out too? Where’s the new vampire? I assume since you guys are, you know, you..that there’s more of you guys? I don’t know what to call you. It feels weird to call you supernatural, because what you are is normal to you guys, and oh my god, why am I making a big deal out of this?”

Jimin was intrigued, “Like Jin said, you got a little too close to him while he was a bit overwhelmed. You didn’t know, it’s no one’s fault. We didn’t know how to explain what happened, even when we didn’t fully know ourselves.” The witch watched the human nod along to what he was saying. “The new vampling is in my workroom, he’s transitioning in a safe environment, and will be properly supported by Jinnie and Yoonji. As for the umbrella label, that's fine. In our world we just call each other by our species names, humans wouldn’t know every one of us so it’s fine.”

Seokjin stared at the human with curiosity, he couldn’t decipher any emotions from her. He was perplexed and needed to know why she was so calm. “Are you not afraid,” he blurted out, “I confessed to wanting your blood as a meal, and you’re indifferent.”

Y/n was startled by Jin’s harsh statement. “As ridiculous as it sounds, yes and no. Yes, because of course with anything unknown, fear always accompanies it. No, well if you’d had wanted to hurt me, or worse eat me, you would’ve done so the first week of me living here. Maybe not even the week. Of course the possibility that you could’ve bit me frightens me, but you didn’t and I’m here now without any harm. At this point I just wanna ask questions about your species. As well as figure out who contacted my manager.”

Jimin looked at Y/n mildly guilty, “I called her after we had settled you into your room, and made sure both Jinnie and Joonie were sedated.”

“Who’s Joonie,” she asked. 

Jimin shifted in his seat, “Namjoon is the man that is currently in the workroom. Jinnie didn’t know who he was, it was a case of being at the wrong place at the wrong time.”

The human turned towards the elder vampire, “Why’d you attack him?” Yoonji could see Y/n was angry and confused. They had just spent time establishing they would never harm her, just to say an innocent human was attacked by one of theirs. 

Seokjin looked at their human roommate in shame, “I didn’t mean to.” He took a moment to take a few deep breaths, collecting himself back up. He looked at Yoonji, trying to gain courage from his longest friend. “Yoonie, is it okay if I talk about what happened a few weeks ago,” he asked. Yoonji nodded her consent, urging Jin to continue. “A few weeks ago Yoonji was sick, she was starving. I drank from a few donors to help her. Came home, helped her, then two days after I left for Mongolia to help with a territory dispute. During my two week stay there was a limited amount of blood we could consume, therefore only took what would keep us functional. When we came back I was denied entry to our donor wing. I called up my blood supplier, and while I waited for him to arrive, I found Namjoon. I didn’t attack him for fun, I attacked him because I was starving. For almost three weeks I was kept at the verge of hunger. I haven’t attacked a human since I was a small vampling.”

Y/n waved her hand at Jimin’s direction, “You called him Joonie.. Jimin, do you know him?”

The witch nodded, “I’ve been friends with Joon for about a year, he doesn’t know about what we are and our world. When Jin brought him home, I was so scared. I knew what happened just by looking at them. I’m upset that an innocent person is caught up in this, but I’m not upset at Jinnie. He was starving, and I know he wouldn’t have attacked anyone on purpose.” 

The human sat in her chair stumped, “Damn, and now your friend is a vampire? Seokjin mentioned venom, does that make you guys like the Twilight vampires? Do y’all sparkle in the sun, because I’ve never seen you guys in direct sunlight.”

Yoonji can feel an overwhelming feeling of ick consuming her. “No, no, no, no, please,” she pleaded. “Anything, but that. First off, in Twilight they aren’t vampires, they’re blood sucking Fae that give real vampires a bad name. Vampires don’t need to exchange blood to transform a human into a fledgling. Much like werewolves, vampires have a venom they can inject into humans to turn them into vampires.”

“Okay, cool, cool,” Y/n replied, “You still didn’t answer if you sparkled.”

Yoonji grew a little infuriated with the little query, “No, we don’t sparkle, only the Fae sparkle. We’re not Fae, we’re vampires! Real vampires, dammit!” 

Y/n clicked her teeth in disappointment, “Man, I was really hoping someone would say ‘this is the skin of a killer Bella’ for me.” The female vampire could feel her eye twitch in annoyance. ‘Twilight this, Twilight that. We’re way better than some snobby Fae,’ she thought. 

“What do you know about vampires,” Seokjin asked their human roommate. 

“I mean the pretty common tropes: aversion to holy objects, sunlight, garlic, mirrors, werewolves, silver, anything sharp that could strike the heart, decapitation, fire. ‘Think that’s it,” she answered. 

Seokjin chuckled, “I don’t know when that rumor of religious items started.”

“Probably when that Irish author wrote the Dracula book,” Yoonji piped up. 

“We tend to have light sensitivity in our early years,” the elder vampire explained, “Everything about us is more sensitive to help us catch prey.” Yoonji nods in agreement, continuing for her friend, “The garlic myth is just that a myth. Back when people were discovering spices they tended to go heavier, and let me tell you people weren’t as hygienic as they are now. Mix that with a sensitive nose and we made sure to keep ourselves away.”

“We also didn’t have an aversion to mirrors, some were just so horribly made lots of us didn’t bother,” Seokjin added. “You can still see our reflections on surfaces, and we film well. To keep ourselves safe is why we avoid any form of documentation via film and why the mirror and reflection myth started.”

“Werewolf bites are, unfortunately, deadly to us. Decapitation is kind of obvious, no one could survive that. As well as a stake to the heart,” Yoonji continued. “No silver aversion, again started by some old fart that considered himself a monster hunter.” She sighed trying to remember all of the things Y/n had asked about. She snapped her fingers, urging herself to remember. “Oh, fire obviously hurts, but it is not deadly to us.”

Y/n nodded along, “Alright cool, cool. Uh, so, what exactly is going to be done about the man/newly turned vampire.” Yoonji could tell their human roommate was trying to handle the onslaught of information with humor. “I don’t know about you guys, but this is my first time with a fresh out of the oven vampire. I don’t know what to expect. Should I even be here?” 

The human gestured towards Jimin and herself, “Should we even be here? I mean, I know Min is a witch, but still, he's still edible, right?”

Seokjin could no longer hold in his laughter, and neither could Yoonji. The vampires found amusement in the human’s worries. Jin could feel small tears forming at the corners of his eyes, and the worry he was carrying himself has started to melt away. “If you wanted to get technical, yes Jimin counts as being edible,” Yoonji says. Jimin scoffed, clearly unamused. 

Y/n mumbled in acknowledgement, she readjusted herself to be laying across the couch. She had a calculating look on her face, Yoonji could clearly see the human was trying hard to understand them. The vampire knew it was a lot, hell the small incident that was currently happening wasn’t even the worst in her and Seokjin’s long friendship. There was always a clusterfuck of things happening around them to the point they have agreed that come with the territory of being who they are within their society. 

Jimin excuses himself to check on Namjoon in the other room, Seokjin offering to go with him, just in case he says. The two women are left alone in the large living room. Yoonji doesn’t know if she should keep talking about what they are, or stay quiet as Y/n is clearly overwhelmed. 

Yoonji lets the human be, cleaning up the remaining dishes on the coffee table into the dishwasher. She fixes herself another blood infused coffee, happy she no longer has to hide her coffee cup. She goes back to the living room, settling back into the corner she was formerly in. 

Y/n doesn’t make a movement, or a noise for 25 minutes. She’s overwhelmed by the information given to her. Her roommates aren’t human, that much was established. There’s a man in the house currently turning into a vampire, and she almost got turned into a meal. What was racking her brain the most was, how did she never notice. 

Y/n always thought Seokjin was eccentric, lots of people these days love dressing up in vintage clothing. He’d be working at odd times of the day, but she chalked it up to it being the runner of the family business. He loved taking pictures of himself, and he always ate dinner with them. He always complained about the sun being too harsh, even on overcast days. He was always the first one up in the mornings, more times than not being the house’s wake-up call. She could never tell when he slept, and he never showed signs of being exhausted. He wasn’t that up to date with current pop culture, sometimes having to explain what a certain joke or meme meant. He didn’t use social media, only using an email that Yoonji had made him create. He still used a flip phone, because newer phones were too complicated, he had said. That was until his infamous pink flip phone officially bit the dust. Seokjin was a big eater, there had been days where he had ordered enough takeout for three. He traveled all the time, and never spoke of anything preventing him from going. 

Yoonji was the complete opposite. She was a bit of a night owl, and a reluctant early riser. Y/n would catch her drinking iced coffee from a large tumbler every day. The female vampire was sluggish, like she didn’t get enough sleep. She’s always avoided the sun, preferring to stay her pale shade, because she claimed to tan unevenly. She would spend hours working on rearranging pieces to her pupils playing level, as well as creating her own. Yoonji would eat meals with them, but she was more of a watcher than an eater. She’d always say she’d get full watching them eat their meals so well. She’s always up to date on memes due to her pupils, some days even repeating some of the new slang to them. Y/n had found out Yoonji likes to upgrade her electronics every couple years, funnily enough the female vampire had taken Jin to finally join them in the modern world with a brand new phone. Yoonji was always vocal about her distaste for Seokjin’s eccentric way of dressing. “Jinnie you’ve been using those pants since the first industrial revolution, please let them go,” She’d heard her say, now thinking back it could’ve been literal. 

Jimin reminded Y/n of her grandmother. She was a bit of an herbalist, and practiced small rituals that her mother used to do in her home. The little things would start to tip her off. Jimin was big on making his own tea blends, and enjoyed gifting a small amount to his returning customers. She’s seen Jimin read tea leaves, and tarot for his customers. He had done a big ritual with the change from summer to autumn. Hell, she remembered that Jimin had knocked her unconscious without so much as touching her. Everything had a purpose, even when one would think otherwise. She’s caught him talking to their plants more times than she can count. Jimin liked to keep the house safe, and she’d see him draw protective sigils around the property. The witch loved to bake, and insisted his pastries could cure anything. Y/n could feel the love, and care Jimin would fill his creations with. He always left the house with a small kit for foraging in his satchel, along with a notebook, and various small drawstring bags. 

More than anything she felt slightly guilty. She’d been basing her knowledge on vampires from ‘Twilight’, and ‘The Vampire Diaries’.  How was she supposed to know vampires apparently live in the outskirts of the city? With roommates? Maybe Taika Waititi was right, vampires are weird and a little reclusive. 

Y/n had a ungodly amount of questions for them:

How long have you been vampires?

Have you ever been dormant?

How long have you owned your current home?

Are you paying off a mortgage?

How is your skin still so silky smooth?

Do you sleep in a coffin, if so do you air it out?

Yet every question she came up with somehow felt more, and more like her brain running on fumes. Y/n would try to sneak glances at Yoonji, but somehow they kept making eye contact, must be vampire instinct. 

Upon having more of a look, Y/n realized the little things gave them away. Yoonji, and Seokjin always had claws, not human type nails. A few times a month she’d see Yoonji fixing her nails, and Jin’s. The permanent dark eye circles that gave away their lack of need for sleep. Yoonji had gone weeks without eating, but still looked relatively healthy when Y/n saw her again. They also carried themselves differently. Both vampires always seemed regal in the way they moved. Yoonji’s extensive knowledge in music should’ve been a dead give away, as well as Seokjin’s very extensive closet. 

But as much as she racked her brain, the more she thought of how they resembled people their age. Yoonji was in love with Kuromi, and had a whole corner dedicated to her collectibles. Seokjin might not be social media savvy, but he was always in the know about the trending restaurants and cafes. The eldest vampire would game for hours, if he had no responsibilities, while Yoonji was a big fan of the local aquarium. Even with the complaints about sun sensitivity, Seokjin was always a nice tan color that made him even more handsome. Though Yoonji looked scary, she actually hated horror movies, or anything of the horror genre. She was terrified of large bugs, and always had to ask Y/n or Jimin to get rid of the creepy crawlies. 

Nothing could’ve tipped her off. 

Fic Masterlist

[flowerprincesscherryblossom]

pride

pairing: Min Yoonji x Female Reader word count: 656 warnings: fluff, established relationship AO3 A/N: Hope you like it and that you have a wonderful day wherever you are💜

"I changed my mind," you said hastily, stopping in your tracks. "Let's just go back to your house and cuddle."

Yoonji sighed, rubbing her temple. It was the third time this month that the both of you were going to your house with the intention of introducing the black-haired girl as your girlfriend, and thus revealing your sexuality, to your parents.

She knew this was a big step for you and she wanted you to feel comfortable when talking about such a big part of your life that was, more likely than not, going to change the relationship with your parents.

She didn't want to force you to come out when you weren't ready, that would cause more trouble and pain than it was worth, but she couldn't stop the thought that maybe, the reason you kept delaying it was because you were ashamed of being seen with her.

It was a stupid thought that circled her mind, she knew that, and she also knew that you felt that you had disappointed her by never going through with it.

Like right now, you were hugging yourself, your eyes welling up with tears focused on your feet, probably scared of the disappointed or angry look you thought Yoonji was giving you.

But she would never look at you like that, especially because you were scared that your parents would hate you once you were honest with them about that part of your life.

She pulled you by the waist, one arm holding you closer to her while the other petted your hair, trying to calm your nerves.

"It's okay baby," she took your face in her hands, wiping your tears away. "We don't have to do this today. I want you to be 100% sure that this is what you want." she pressed her lips against your forehead.

"I'm scared they'll hate me…" you sobbed, looking at your girlfriend's eyes, you saw nothing but love and understanding.

"Angel, if they hate you just because you prefer a girl between your legs then it's their loss."

"You didn't have to put it that way!" you screeched, eyes wide and cheeks red at your girlfriend's lewd words.

And Yoonji loved seeing how flustered she could get you using nothing but her words. "And miss a chance at seeing how bothered I can make you?" the black-haired girl smirked, pecking every corner of your face, always missing the place you wanted to feel her the most.

"I hate you." you whined with a pout. Cute, Yoonji thought to herself as she finally pressed her lips against yours.

It started off slow and innocent, your lips molding against one another until the black-haired girl felt your hands on her neck and took that as her cue to deepen the kiss. The two of you stood there, her grip on your hips tightening as your tongues intertwined, oblivious to the world around you as if you were the only two people in it.

You felt so safe in her arms.

Once you separated for air you pecked her lips two more times before looking at her, one look into her eyes told you everything you needed to know which made you bit your lower lip - this would be finished at her place.

"I'm ready." you said breathlessly, trying to calm down your heartbeat.

"You sure? I don't mind waiting until you're comfortable enough to go through it."

You nodded, holding her hand and kissing her cheek, making them red in the process. You giggled at Yoonji getting flustered over something so innocent, especially compared to the show the two of you probably put on in the middle of the street.

With a deep breath, the both of you walked towards the door, confidence suddenly feeling your entire being.

Because you knew that no matter your parents' reactions, Yoonji would always be by your side.

And you wouldn't have it any other way.

[joonmon]

Day 26 w yoongi's favourite hobby, sleeping😴😆

[cryinginmyroomsposts]

Homecoming

Yoongi x fem!Reader

A/n: Tried writing something for the first time based on this prompt. Let me know your opinions.

Warnings: Angst, non-idol au, first love, second chance trope, fluffy ending, mentions of sex, no smut

Word count: 1.5k

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The cold winter air cuts through my thoughts like a newly sharpened knife and it takes everything in me to not turn back and run to... where do I run back? I just walked away from the only home I've ever known, only to realise it was all in my head.

I walk along the brightly lit festival-ready Manhattan streets. Fairy lights turn into hazy lines across my eyes as I feel the sting from the tears forming at the back of my eyes. I will not cry, not about this... not about him. Funny how life comes full circle, almost an entire decade ago I walked back from school refusing to shed a tear about the boy who shredded my heart into a million pieces and here I am, all the way across the world and a decade's worth of pain to my name, still walking back to an empty house with tears threatening to fall... all because of him, again.

Exhaling a deep breath, as if to tell myself I have breathed out the pain, I walk with more speed. Fumbling with the keys at the door to the house I refuse to call home. My legs give out the second the door locks behind me as I drop to the floor by the foyer, head on my knees, too many thoughts and emotions floating around.

After what feels like a lifetime of staying in that state I hear the door's locks turn around, and my head drops even further into my knees as I already know who is on the other side. I stay there, crouched down with my head bent, clenching my fists, as I hear the soft thuds of his footsteps. I stay still as I feel him crouch down next to me, knees lightly brushing each other.

"Just please talk to me...please" I hear his voice cracking and once again it feels like I'm being punished for giving my heart to him.

"What do you want me to say" It comes out more bitter than my heart intended and I can feel him flinch at my tone. Do not look at him, it will make things worse. "I don't know what I did wrong... I am trying to understand but I don't know and now-" he exhales a shaky breath, out of the corner of my eyes I see him rub his palms on his knees. "Now I feel like I'm losing you." My heart gives out for a second and I look up to see his tear-stained face and bloodshot eyes, his long black hair falling on his face, he looks wan and sweating in the middle of December.

"You're not losing me, I was never yours to be lost." My voice sounds alien to me as the words come out. The look on his face, as he takes my words in, feels like a dozen swords were stabbed right through me repeatedly. He looks distraught, scared and everything I am sure is mirrored in my own face.

"What do you mean by that, of course, you are mine. You are the only thing that's ever been mine" He pleads, tears rolling down his eyes as he reaches to hold my hands.

I move slightly away, "Please... You couldn't even tell our friends we are together. But then what are we really? We met two years back after all those years, started 'afresh' and ended up best friends who accidentally slept together once... that's all right. It was purely physical... at least admit that dammit!" I know I am being brutal, but I cannot be the one falling alone anymore. He is at a loss for words and I continue with a bitter laugh, "I've been asking for your acknowledgement since we were sixteen. Last time you let me go so fast... for what? because you wanted to look 'cool'. You came back and said you wanted to be friends... that night, you made out with me and told me we'd be fine no matter what. You promised not to hurt me again... but you never told me what we are. And then we slept together and you disappeared on me for two whole weeks... do you have any idea how fucked up that is. I don't think you even thought about it. You always escape when this arrangement became slightly complicated for you because I acknowledged my feelings and you couldn't deal with that. Actually, I was so sure you'll go running away the first chance you get... I kept myself in check this whole time just to not scare you away, but when it came out in a moment of passion you left me... without a single fucking word- only to return two weeks later for the school reunion. You were so fucking busy you couldn't even call me but today I find out you helped plan a part of that shindig... the cherry on the cake was when you pretended as if we haven't practically been living together for a whole year and you just screwed me and ran away... but of course, other people always mattered more to you right- back at highschool and now...."

By now the traitorous tears are streaming so fast down my cheeks, burning my face up. I don't even have the energy to reach and wipe them away. He puts his head down in defeat, and I see more tears fall down his cheeks too. He slowly wipes them away

"I know I messed up... I'm sorry" he sounds so little I almost miss it. I cannot get in myself to accept the apology but I hold myself back because I'm done explaining myself, it is high time he does it. Taking my silence as approval, he continues "You are right you know... about me being a coward who can't accept what this is." He lets a bitter deep chuckle, his face reeking hatred for himself.

"This is so messed up because I finally found the answer..." He looks at me eyes full of hope, a bitter smile still spread along his lips and my stomach flips on itself at the first ray of hope. I need to remind myself that the answer could be the end of us too. I just gulp down the bile rising to my mouth and look at him, this time he reaches to hold my hands in his and I let him- too tired for this fight.

"I ran away the other night, I got scared... scared that I messed up the only thing that was going right in my life. I wanted to do everything right this time around. You have no clue how much I hated myself for letting you go the last time around, high school was messed up." I let out a sarcastic chuckle, my heart still beating in my ears and my stomach tumbling with anxiety. He holds my fingers delicately as if it will break if he holds on tighter.

"I actually went home the next day-" my eyebrows shoot up at the new information, "- I was there last week, to talk to my parents. That night when we... after you went to sleep, I got a call from my mom saying she wants me to get settled- in a typical arranged marriage, she was being serious enough that she had already set up a blind date with someone she knew. I freaked out... and went to have a talk with my parents."

"That still doesn't explain the radio silence I received..." I am ashamed at how little my own voice sounds, there's so much new information spinning in my head and the anxiety keeps getting worse by the minute. "Yeah that was stupid on my part, I was very confused. I left and got on the first plane home, all through the plane I wasn't even sure what I was going home to do. I spent the entire 14-hour flight trying to understand everything and it clicked only as I reached home... I don't want anyone else but you. I realised I went there in that hurry only to convince my parents about you.."

He finally releases a breath after saying all that in go, my head is still spinning but I look at him with wide eyes, more tears threatening to fall down- this time with a glimmer of happiness. I was still unsure of how this will end and I hear myself say, "Andd..?"

He holds my hands tighter, clearing his throat before continuing, "And they eventually agreed. After 3 very hard and long sleepless days. I did not want to text you until I knew what I was doing for sure. When I did try to text you the day I was leaving to come back home... you had apparently blocked me.." It's my turn to look guilty, as my stomach does happy flips and I feel my heartbeat everywhere.

"I don't really blame you, from your point of view it made sense. When I couldn't reach you even after coming back, I helped plan the reunion in hopes you will be there. I hope that I can talk to you... make you mine officially..." At this point, I am sure my heart has given out, and it is getting harder to hide the smile creeping up my face, so I bite down hard on my lower lips. Involuntarily my fingers wrap around his, holding on for dear life.

"What are you trying to say... I'm tired of all this back and forth" I say, my nerves reaching new levels of high and hopes high up to the sky.

He moves close enough that there is only an inch between our faces and I try to protest but it gets lost in my nerves when he uses one of his hands to pull me on his waist and I see how sincere and scared his eyes look. I lower my face unable to manage all the emotions raising up my gut and he uses his other hand to make me face him again.

"I am sorry for being a dick, now and then. But this time... I am not letting you go. I waited 8 years in agony to meet you again, and another year having you so close to me yet out of reach. So... this is me saying I love you, with all my heart and soul. This is it for me... you're it. I love you and I'm never letting you go again."

By now my face is entirely wet and I'm sobbing loudly as he reaches to wipe my tears away with his thumbs. I just lay my head on his shoulder and cry for what feels like a good half an hour. He keeps patting my head and lets me cry. Eventually, I gather myself and wipe my tears and look at him, he smiles at me earnestly.

"Well... are you going to say it back or ?" He asks and although his lips are in a smirk I can see the fear behind his eyes. I smile myself and reach to hold his face in my hands before leaning in and closing the distance between us.

We've shared a couple of kisses before- some passionate, mostly hesitant; but this time it is reassuring. This is the kiss of love, of comfort and it is the kind of kiss that feels like home.

"You really are not gonna say the words anytime soon are you?" he asks in between the kisses. I look at him in thought for a minute before shaking my head in negative defiantly.

"You are going to have to work hard for it lover boy."

[auliisflower]

funky y/ yeo eunji brainrot SHES SOOSJSJAKAKAKAKKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAK imagine her being ur gf and taking her out on dates, buying her tanghulu and flowerssss ughh i could just die 🥹🥹🤭🤭

ANYWAYS I WROTE A LITTLE SOMETHING

Flowers and Tanghulu

Y/n and Eunji were the epitome of a picture-perfect couple. Their love was like a delicate dance, with every step bringing them closer together. They were inseparable, going on romantic dates filled with laughter, joy, and endless memories.

But today, their love story hit a bump in the road. A misunderstanding led to a heated argument that left both Y/n and Eunji feeling hurt and distant. The once vibrant bond between them was clouded by tension and sadness.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Y/n knew they had to make things right. They wanted to remind Eunji of the love and happiness they shared. With a determined heart, Y/n set out on a mission to mend their fractured relationship. Y/n knew Eunji's heart was easily won with the simplest gestures of love.

They remembered Eunji's obsession with tanghulu, those delectable sweet and sticky fruit skewers. Y/n decided to surprise Eunji by buying a box of tanghulu, knowing it would bring a smile to her face. But Y/n didn't stop there. They wanted to make the moment even more special.

Y/n made their way to the flower shop and carefully handpicked a bouquet of Eunji's favorite flowers. Each bloom held a message of apology and affection. As the evening approached, Y/n nervously knocked on Eunji's door, holding the box of tanghulu and the bouquet in trembling hands.

Eunji opened the door, her eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and longing. Without saying a word, Y/n extended the offerings of peace and love. Eunji's eyes sparkled with tears, knowing that Y/n had gone above and beyond to make things right. She reached out and took the tanghulu, savoring the sweet taste that reminded her of their shared

memories. With the bouquet of flowers in hand, Y/n gently took Eunji's trembling fingers and brought them to their lips, placing a soft kiss on her knuckles.

In that moment, the tension melted away, replaced by a renewed sense of love and understanding. As they sat together, tanghulu and flowers surrounding them, Y/n and Eunji realized that their love was stronger than any argument. They promised to communicate better, to cherish each other, and to never let trivial matters come between them again.

From that day forward, Y/n and Eunji continued their romantic dates, but with an even deeper appreciation for the love they shared. And every time they enjoyed tanghulu or caught a glimpse of the flowers, they were reminded of the power of forgiveness and the strength of their love.

[bobaandasiandramas]

I have fallen into a pit and I apologize.

I honestly don't know when I'll be updating The Truth Untold or Find Rest For Your Soul.

I have written a prologue and a first chapter to a Paul X F.OC fic. (Twilight for those who don't know) and I plan to work on chapter 2 soon.

I've also started watching Criminal Minds again on top of always reading. Maybe I'll revisit my old Criminal Minds fic and edit it and actually finish it?

I'm a mess. And the worst. Or the best. Who knows?

Anyway, I'm not abandoning the Fics I've been writing but for now they're on hiatus.

[hamburgerndsprite]

Sprite's Favourite Fics {Bangtan Fics} Part 9

Note: (I'll keep updating the lists as I read more fics. There are more min yoonji fics in part 12. Also, all the moodboards are edited by me therefore I request everyone not to repost them as theirs)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12 (completed)

[OT7]

{SERIES}

➺ Bleeding Butterflies by jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue

Pairing: vampire! BTS x Reader Genre: fluff + angst + smut + vampire au Summary: a drop of your blood was worth that of a thousand people, but they would never allow another being to have a taste Chapters: 14/14 + Bonus Chapters

➺ Something Thicker Than Blood by secret-kpoplibrary

Pairing: OT7(eventually) x Reader Chapters: 11/11 Genre: Angst, Fluff Summary: For most people, family is the people you’re related to- cousins, sisters and brothers, aunts and uncles, mom and dad. But sometimes having genetic ties to a person isn’t enough, and sometimes it’s not necessary to consider someone family. Sometimes people create their own family. And sometimes families form in the most unlikely situations. So, when you find yourself without your family, and not really looking for a new one, the universe seems to have other plans for one, newly established lone wolf

➺ Trouvaille by spookyserenades [ONGOING]

Pairing(s); BTS OT7 x Reader Genre/Themes; Hybrid!AU, themes of the supernatural and the occult, paranormal themes, religious themes, violence, hurt/comfort, horror, romance Parts: 20 Posted + Drabbles Summary: In a world where hybrids are both the hottest commodity and largely exploited, a recent shortage of hybrids nationwide due to the wealthy adopting for sport hunting dominates the news headlines. More than ever, stray hybrids are whisked off the streets and taken into shelters to meet the demand. Mistreated, neglected, forgotten – in a notoriously disreputable hybrid shelter in a pocket of downtown Boston, seven “aggressive” hybrids await their inevitable fate of being sold for sport. After years of trying to distance herself from her mystical past and upbringing, Y/N finds herself quitting her emotionally-draining job and is forced to face past mistakes. While accompanying her friends looking to adopt a child hybrid into their newly-formed family, Y/N inadvertently finds herself face-to-face with seven hybrids doomed to die. In a spur of the moment epiphany, Y/N decides to change the course of fate for the better; though bringing seven aggressive hybrids into her life and the darkening spiritual energy of her old home is trickier to navigate than she originally thought.

➺ You Never Walk Alone by agustdakasuga

Pairing: Student!reader x Omega!Seokjin, Alpha!Yoongi, Beta!Hoseok, Alpha!Namjoon, Omega!Jimin, Beta!Taehyung, Alpha!Jungkook Genre: Werewolf!AU, Poly!AU?, Mate!AU, romance, fluff Parts: 25/25 Summary: You live a quiet life in your late grandfather’s cabin in the woods. You go to school just to graduate and get your diploma, not to make friends or stand out from the crowd. That was until one day, you enter your home to see a pack of wolves that need shelter.

[KIM NAMJOON]

{ONESHOT}

➺ How To Train Your Human by rkiveslibrary

Paring: Namjoon/Reader Word Count: 18K Genre: fantasy, dragon shifter Namjoon, fluff, slow burn, some angst, smut Summary: You went into the woods looking for your father, however you ventured too far west and ended up in the territory of the dragons. You thought you'd be incinerated on the spot as tradition states that humans can only enter dragon territory once a year, however it seems your defiance and stubbornness is rewarded when the leader of the dragons takes you under his wing.

[KIM SEOKJIN]

{ONESHOT}

➺ The Act of Persuasion by magicalsalamander

⊸Pairing: BTS Seokjin ⇆ Reader  ⊸Genre: Bear Hybrid | Actress | CEO | Arranged Marriage | Fluff | Angst | Single Parent ⊸Word: 20. 9K ⊸Summary: When two critters arrive at his doorstep he didn’t know that they would cause a bear who marched to the rhythm of the ants realizes there more to life walking in straight lines. However in order walk out of those lines he had to make a deal to save others and his two little ones, but at what cost? Then there’s me, the one who only sees in parallel. I walk in the footprints my parents have made in the path. What happens when my perspective changes because of a silly bear?

[MIN YOONGI]

{ONESHOT}

➺ In an Instant [M] by hobibliophile

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader, ft. Jin being a true bro Word Count: 6.5k Genre: BFF!Yoongi, Smut, College AU Summary: Dancing around each other for years, both you and Yoongi have resigned to stay friends, never knowing the others feelings for each other. However, an impulsive decision from Jin might finally push you two together. Yoongi really shouldn’t have trusted Jin with his phone.

➺ Puppy-loving by army-author

pairing: yoongi x reader genre: fluff, min holly's perspective word count: 1.6k summary: cuddling wouldn’t be complete without Min Holly, Yoongi’s dog, getting in your way.

➺ Breathe by pasteljeon

Pairing: Yoongi x wife! Reader Genre: Mafia!AU, some dark concepts (mafia/gang, hint of torture, guns), bit of implied sexual content, mostly fluff Length: 0.9k Summary: You’re the only one that can soothe his ire.

{SERIES}

➺ Vows aka 10 ways to win your husband's heart by hamsterclaw

Pairing: Yoongi x F! reader ft. Jin Genre: Arranged marriage, e2l, smut, angst Chapters: 2/2 + Drabbles Summary: You're five years into your arranged marriage with Min Yoongi, and he's never once retaliated for anything you've done to him. One day you realise you've lost your appetite for provoking him, and you set about trying to win his heart instead.

➺ So it goes by prodagustd

—pairing: rapper!yoongi x reader —chapters: 7/7 + drabbles —genre: friends with benefits (kind of? they're in love) to lovers, fluff, smut, angst. —summary: You and Yoongi have been hooking up, having dates and spending most of the week together for almost seven months. He was comfortable without a title, until the last two weeks, when you couldn't see him because of your busy schedule, Yoongi can't understand why he misses you so bad if your relationship is just sex to him. Or maybe he does, but he's too much of a coward to admit it.

➺ Crazy Over You by kittyscupcakeandbunny

Pairing: Black Mamba Hybrid! Yoongi x Reader Side Characters: Namjoon/doctor, Seokjin/doctor, Taehyung/Hybrid Tiger, Jungkook/Bunny Hybrid, Hoseok/assistant. Genre: Fantasy, hybrids au, smut. Parts: 8/8 SUMMARY》 Yoongi is a black mamba hybrid one of rarest species of hybrids, who’s about to be put down due to his lack of interest in living. But everything changes after the new medical assistance (y/n) takes a liking to him. Meeting after meeting he realise his feelings for her are not the only thing growing.

[MIN YOONJI]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Only Yours [M] by jeonsjiddies

- Pairing: Yoonji x reader - Genre: Smut, pwp - Word Count: 1.3k - Summary: Your girlfriend has a surprise waiting for you.

➺ Say Hello by yeontanismypresident

pairing: min yoonji x female reader genre: fluff, angst, e2l!au, ft. Yoongi being crack warnings: cursing, panic attacks, crying, feelings of self-doubt,  word count: 1.5k summary: "So, what's the plan? How am I winning back my girl?" 

➺ Summer Mornings and Strawberries by euphoricfilter

pairing: tattoo artist! yoonji x f. reader genre: fluff || non-idol au || cisswap || established relationship word count: 1.2k summary: sometimes it's hard to put your love for someone into words

➺ Drabble by jungshookz

➺ pairing; min yoonji x reader ➺ genre; *clown nose honk*, roommate!taehyung pre-y/n so get ready to have all of your buttons pushed, crack ➺ wordcount: 2k ➺ what to expect; “you owe me seven more kisses when you get back.” 

➺ Drabble by jungshookz

→ pairing: min yoonji x reader → genre: university!au, fLUFF because i love yoonji and i want her to feed me spaghetti  → wordcount: 1.4k → summary: “why won’t. you hold. my hand?”

➺ Pynk Drabble by idontblushsrry

pairing: Min Yoonji x reader genre: Smut,pwp/ pwbmp(por with bare minimum plot) hint of mafia/sugar mommy but not really summary: “Are you trying to turn me on right now or are you really just that oblivious?“ + "Did you just look me up and down and then bite your lip? ‘Cause if you did we’re having sex. Right now.”

➺ Pynk Drabble by idontblushsrry

pairing: Min Yoonji x reader genre: Smut,pwp/ pwbmp(por with bare minimum plot) hint of mafia/sugar mommy but not really summary: “oh, remember when you used to wear that all the time? Good times.” + “did that person just take a picture of us?”

[JUNG HOSEOK]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Midnight Confessions by snackhobi

pairing: hoseok x reader word count: 26.8k genre: fluff, smut, mutual pining, best friends to lovers, slow burn, technically a buzzfeed unsolved AU but you don’t need to be familiar with BFU at all so dw! summary: having hoseok as your best friend and co-host for your web series is a dream come true. the only hitch? you’re kind of in love with him, and it’s getting harder to ignore that fact, even if he doesn’t feel the same for you. 

[PARK JIMIN]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Beneath the water by jungshookz

→ pairing: park jimin x reader → genre: mermaid!au/fantasy!au, an extra large order of fluff, comedy!!, jungkook being a brat as per usual, a touch of angst, and of course a sprinkling of nsfw → wordcount: 20.5k words → synopsis: His legs were sparkling. You looked up from his face slowly and towards his legs, your head tilting in confusion when you were met with the sight of... well, it certainly wasn’t a pair of legs. What the fuck?

➺ Mermaid by jungshookz

→ pairing: park jimin x reader → genre: mostly fluff, comedy, a dash of smuT, a lot of flirty jungkook, jimin wanting to strangle taehyung, and of course it’s a mermen/fantasy au → note: based off beneath the water

➺ Timid by jincherie

Pairing: Jimin x reader Genre: fluff, soft, hybrid!au Words: 8.4k + drabbles Summary: Jimin was by far the cutest person you’d ever seen, but he always seemed to avoid you, dodging activities and events that included you. That changes when his home is compromised and he finds himself staying with you while it’s being repaired. 

➺ Crown Jewels by jincherie

Pairing: Jimin x Reader Genre: merman/maid!au Words: 4.5k+ Summary: You sneak into the castle to steal the King’s jewels and gold and find more than you bargained for.

➺ 5820 feet [M] by xbaepsae

Pairing: Jimin x flight attendant! reader genre: mile high club! au, smut, slight pwp, some humor, some fluff (if you squint) word count: 5.8k Summary: “Never in your life have you met such a cocky, yet still strangely attractive, person. His words really struck a chord in you, and now you really can’t stop imagining your legs wrapped around him…or his cock in your mouth.”

➺ The Airport Couple: P[ass]enger From Hell by dovechim & jimlingss

➜ Pairing: frequent traveller! Jimin x TSA Agent! Reader ➜ Words: 8k ➜ Genres: enemies to lovers, Crack ➜ Summary: As a TSA agent, you expect your job to be relatively easy, most passengers these days follow the rules to the T in order to avoid prolonging their custom checks. But not a certain Park Jimin, who seems to have a problem understanding what 100ml is, or the very simple fact that gadgets must be taken out of the bag, and bomb jokes are strictly off limits. Frequent traveller Park Jimin is your nemesis, but darn is he a cute one.

➺ The Airport Couple: Park Jimin's Cock[Pit] by dovechim & jimlingss

➜ Pairing: Pilot! Jimin x Pilot! Reader ➜ Words: 12k ➜ Genres: Tooth-aching Fluff, Extreme Crack, Smut (dear lord), Pilot!AU ➜ Summary: Talk about Angry Birds, and most people would immediately think of the mobile game app. But within your circle of friends, it stands for something else. It’s synonymous with Park Jimin, one of the most talented pilots from your batch who also just happens to have anger issues, or in other words, air rage. He is your best friend, but when you get teamed up with him as his co-pilot, you can only pray that things don’t go south… literally. 

➺ Perfect to me by sweetwritertanya

Pairing: Jimin x Reader Genre: fluff and angst! Not a lot of angst, just enough to make the fluff even sweeter, in my opinion. Word Count: 1830 Summary: After you see an interview with Jimin, your boyfriend, something he says breaks your heart. And you get incredibly mad at him.

➺ Till Death Due Us Apart by jimlingss

Pairing: husband! Jimin x wife! reader Words: 2110 Genre: Angst, Fluff, Sadness Summary: “Jimin. I love you. I know it was hard for both of us. Everything became a routine. We fought a lot too. You hurt me with your words. But I’m sorry I couldn’t bring myself to tell you. I’m sorry I hid it for so long. I hope you don’t blame yourself. I love you.”

{SERIES}

➺ Daddy Duties by bts-reveries

pairings: new dad! jimin x wife!reader genre: fluff + possible slight angst  parts: 29/29 summary: Life started pretty fast once Jimin married his fiancée. Who would’ve thought nine months after the wedding they would have a baby? With this new life as a married man and a father, Jimin felt overwhelmed and was unsure if he was able to do it all. Will this new beginning be a small bump he just has to get over?

[KIM TAEHYUNG]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Will U Be Mine by ratherbefangirling

Pairing: Yandere! Taehyung x Bodyguard Foreigner! Reader Genre: Yandere, Idol AU, Bodyguard AU , *slow burn* Synopsis: Tae needs a new bodyguard...The female OC is very intimidating and everyone is easily scared of her but at the same she's very pretty , she always does her job successfully(which is protecting tae) ,very professional, she's witty and very smart but she's extremely hard to get, she's not the girl you can fool and always stands uo for herself. While Tae is secretly attracted to her(sexually and romantically), there's a lot of sexual tension too.

➺ No Blueberries by yuzukult

pairing: kim taehyung x reader genre: angst, fluff, minor smut, romance, college!au, minor artist!taehyung word count: 12.3k prompt: no more! taehyung gets his heart broken to the point he doesn’t even love his favorite fruit, blueberries, anymore. then he meets you, the complete opposite of the girl of his dreams, and suddenly, blueberries taste sweet again.

{SERIES}

➺ Mini Me by bts-reveries

pairings: artist!taehyung x singlemom!reader genre: family, fluff, angst parts: 29/29 summary: Unlike his best friends, Taehyung was young, wild, and free. No relationship, no babies, no responsibilities. Well he had his puppy, but that was it. Taehyung watched his nieces and nephews grow up and it was no secret that he too wanted to have one of his own someday. So what will happen when he finally finds someone that matches his personality (and himself) well?

[JEON JUNGKOOK]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Accidentally in Love by happy-meo

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader Genre: Fluff, clumsy jungkook Summary: We’ve all had our clumsy moments but what if those embarrassing moments, where we hoped no one was looking, actually led us to the right person?

➺ Red by borathae

Pairing: Jungkook x f.Reader Genre: married life!AU, Comfort Fluff, slight Smut in the beginning Wordcount: 1.7k Summary: "Jungkook knows that he can always use his safeword with you. Even during your most passionate of roleplays."

➺ The Boy with Galaxies in his eyes by oddinary4bts

☆pairing: Jeon Jungkook x female tattoo artist reader ☆rating: 18+ ☆genre: fwb to lovers, idol!au, angst (a lot), smut (a whole lot too), fluff ☆word count: 52.9k  ☆summary: you had never thought the night sky could be found in someone’s eyes. That is, until you met Jeon Jungkook and his gravity pulled you in. Will he crush you with the galaxies in his eyes, or will you learn to explore his worlds and make them yours?

➺ Love Wins All by cheeseceli

Pairing: Jungkook × Gn! reader Genre: fluff, comfort, late 40s au, drabble, (established relationship) wc: (<1k words). Prompt: "However big, however small, let me be part of it all. You may be right, you may be wrong, but say you'll bring me along." Warnings: Both y/n and Jungkook struggle financially, they are married.

{SERIES}

➺ Young One by bts-reveries

pairings: photographer, dad!jungkook x hostess, mom!reader genre: family, fluff, angst parts: 29/29 summary: Being the youngest, Jungkook had his fair share of parties, drinking, and wild nights. He didn’t think that this would have a different meaning to him so soon. Parties included two and three year olds, drinking was exclusively banana milk, and wild nights was when his son refused to sleep. He didn’t mind the change, having a son was a dream of his and wouldn’t change it for the world. But what happens when an old friend shows up, bringing Jungkook back to when life was easier and he had no responsibilities? Did Jungkook grow up too fast? 

➺ BunBun by smoljimjim

>Pairing: bunnyJK x OC named Siri, exes to lovers >Genre: angst, the cutest fluff, a bit of crack, happy ending >Chapters: 15/15 >Description: Due to an accident, Jungkook finds himself in the body of a rabbit during his final few months of highschool. Who should find him as a bunny to take home and look after him? His EX–girlfriend. What happens when Jungkook finds out a few heavy truths while being a bunny? Can he save what he once had– Her? Their once great love? Even his life?(NOT a hybrid story. JK is literally a bunny, sort of like his spirit animal came to life)

➺ Bloodlines Entwined by spideyjimin [ONGOING] 

—  pairing: werewolf!jungkook x female reader  —  genre: strangers to lovers, parents-to-be au, royalty au, werewolves au, soulmates au, angst, fluff, and smut  —  parts: 6 posted —  summary: having a baby alone was supposed to be easy. but an accidental twist of fate pulled you into a hidden world of werewolves, and ancient bloodlines. navigating your already complicated life becomes even harder as you uncover your past; one tied to a legacy you never knew existed. and in the middle of this chaos stands jungkook, the werewolf king… and the father of your child.

[whatifyoulivelikethat]

the moon and the vast sky, m | myj

pairing(s): yoonji (fem!myg) x reader mentions of poly relationship with yoonji x reader x jungkook

summary: Min Yoonji loves a girl and she loves her tongue, too.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; mentions of f/f/m relationship; pan!f!reader x pan!Yoonji; fluff; wlw smut (fem reader; mentions of reader/JK having sex recently, f-receiving oral, fingering); non-idol!AU - Yoonji’s POV again, no dick here, just two women with pussies <3

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“I don’t know how to…”

“You don’t need to.”

She was afraid of that. Afraid that was the answer. Her eyes followed as the line of her throat was revealed. She loved a ponytail. Loved it more when she saw the red-and-purple constellation of hickeys on smooth skin. A part of her wondered what it was like to be able to illicit that type of reaction from someone else. Envious of it, almost. The woman she loved had the kind of hold over Jeon Jungkook that others could only dream of.

Min Yoonji loved him, too.

Loved him like the moon loved the sun.

Slender hands decorated with a glittering red manicure curved around the inside of Yoonji’s thighs, pulling them apart. Heated breath sank as those piercing dark eyes rose, watching her reaction. Pink tongue sliding out between full lips baring a daring smile, and then the tension at her shoulders melted when that tongue pressed against her slick heat and painted upwards, sending a rush of forbidden pleasure stinging through her nerves.

Wicked and wanton, the other woman went down on her.

Yes, Yoonji loved Jungkook like how the moon loved the sun, and their girlfriend was the vast sky they vowed to stay trapped in.

Couldn’t breathe. Her hands found the edges of the pillows stacked behind her and her fingers twisted into them, desperately holding on to something as her lower half throbbed from the stimulations. Yoonji found she couldn’t stop staring at her. The lines of her body, feminine and serpentine. The perfect shape of her ass. Fuck. The way her eyes were closed, relaxed, her hair pulled back away from her face, and that face buried in between her legs. Those almond-shaped red nails spread over her thighs. Fingertips softly caressing her skin, contrasting the power of the persistent tongue sliding between her folds, dragging up, snaking inside her pussy, coiling back and rubbing against her pulsing clit. Hot breath overtaking everything. She could still see the shadows of love bites on her shoulders, the artwork of Jeon Jungkook.

She was so beautiful that Yoonji didn’t know what to do with herself.

It was wrong of her to enjoy it, but she did. Not the tongue, oh, no, she was ready and willing to relish in the blossoming bliss, ready to die at the talent of those lips slick with her juices pressing against her clit, doing only what gods knew down there. Yoonji no longer had the capacity to discern or comprehend between individual actions. The sucking combined with the flickering tongue was almost enough to send her over the edge. No, what was wrong of Yoonji to enjoy was not the act but what she knew must have transpired recently. She liked it. It was wrong to like it, but she did.

Yoonji liked knowing her girlfriend fucked their boyfriend and then came to please her.

She liked to know the same woman between her legs drove Jungkook insane less than a night before and then came to draw patterns over her nerves and burn ecstasy into her memory. There was wrongness in it and she felt guiltless about that, almost giddily so. The evidence of passion only made the image below more sensual. Only made the lust taste sweeter, more vibrant, more intense. A therapist would have a field day with all that, probably. Yoonji didn’t give a fuck.

Those predatory eyes opened.

Slivers of seduction.

Yoonji always thought the other woman was the most captivating presence she ever encountered. Maybe not willingly, but she did think that. Deep down. Two red-tipped fingers spread her upper lips apart with ease. Yoonji felt her breath catch in her throat. Her very blood seemed to be tingling. That minx tucked the tip of her tongue behind her lower teeth and lowered, pressing against her swollen clit, tipping her head back to stroke it with the center of that pink, wet muscle. Never breaking eye contact.

The electric sensation was amplified to impossible proportions by the directness of that stare.

Her lips closed in.

And Yoonji realized that she had only begun to feel real pleasure.

She had worried that she hadn’t known how to act. How to look. How to please. She still didn’t know, and now she couldn’t think either, dying the little death in the wake of a steady pace and a vacuum of euphoria. She could feel a hand slide up and down her thigh, but it was only another element into the web of strained tension building within. Yoonji gasped, clutching the pillows, trying to make sense of how to behave, but her back was arching, threatening, and then she felt a palm press down on her lower belly, long fingers fanning out and pinning her down.

Her breath was erratic, shallow, and Yoonji realized she was staring at the ceiling.

Her eyes shifted down.

The silver glitter of that red polish gleamed.

The other women’s eyes were closed. One hand on her thigh, the other on her stomach. The pace remained steady, sucking and licking, never leaving, building intensity in layers and pressure, closer, mind fuzzy, heat rising, pussy throbbing, muscles going rigid, there.

No time to gasp as Yoonji plunged into freefall.

Her orgasm seized her and twisted her insides, shooting scalding pleasure throughout her veins. She felt her legs threaten to close and they were forced open, the flat of that devious tongue surrounding her pulsing clit, and Yoonji shuddered, the harsh sensations expanding like hot air and then it collapsed, swallowing her inside the haze of desire, blinding, gasping, breaking the tension across her muscles into flinching, shivering limpness.

Suspended.

Soft lips to her quivering nerves.

Now Yoonji understood.

Men ate out women for the taste. To satisfy themselves. To satisfy their lovers. Women, too. Everyone in between. At best, for the connection. She panted, feeling her ribcage trembling from the aching bliss. Looked down. To lashes lifting. To dangerous dark orbs fresh off the high. To shining, plush lips with her taste clinging to flushed skin. The other woman cocked an eyebrow and dipped down, licking her trembling opening. Sliding her tongue inside, drinking the nectar, and Yoonji understood. She did it for the orgasm. For the pure experience of giving a mind-blowing high that no one else could match.

And she was fucking good at it.

At least the universe was still merciful in some ways, heh.

“What’s the matter?” Yoonji could feel each whisper on her slick skin. The little devil seemed smug, almost lazy with her licking. It made shivers dance up and down Yoonji’s spine. “Cat got your tongue?”

Her chest flushed.

A little late to be embarrassed about her own nakedness, but such was the delights of the human mind and post-cut clarity.

“Where…” Yoonji breathed in deeply to gain her bearings. “Where did you learn that?”

The other woman perched between her limp legs with too much poise and not enough shame. Probably didn’t even know the meaning of the word, Yoonji figured. “Here and there.”

She couldn’t help the frown. “So, you’re lying now. That’s not like you.”

An unassuming head tilt that could mean anything. “I’m not lying. I just don’t care to provide you with a hit list of pussy for you to pass your judgements about.” That stung. But she seemed unfazed by Yoonji’s instructive shrinking back, rising up to fill the space instead. Licking her lips. Ugh, her girlfriend looked so good naked that it was hard to stay focused. She tried not to let her eyes wander to those delectable breasts in the middle of their conversation. The sweet scent of sex mixed with their perfume. “Their names mean nothing to me.”

“That’s cold.”

“It’s true.” A flicker in those intense eyes. “Sorry to disappoint. They all got the worse versions of me, anyway.”

That attitude shouldn’t settle Yoonji, but it did. Perhaps that meant she was toxic. At the very least it meant she wasn’t deluding herself into thinking she was better than she was. Accepting her sexuality at a deeper level did mean she was becoming more selfish. Maybe she was childish, possessive lover deep down. She was done hiding her want in the wake of her desire, at least.

“Kiss me.”

A slow smirk touched those glossy lips tainted with her orgasm. “You’re cute when you’re bossy.”

Her hands raised to cup the other woman’s cheeks, drawing her closer as she descended, lips colliding, her own taste on her tongue and, yes, she was. Yes, she wanted. Yes, she knew that all her buttons were being pressed and yet she ran her hands over that soft skin, imprisoned by the fervor of their kiss. The world could tell her it was wrong, her upbringing could tell her it was wrong, her internalized self-hate could tell her at was wrong, but all that meant nothing when Yoonji felt those lips, that tongue, her touch commanding to leave the past behind for the present.

Right and wrong were the two sides of the same coin, after all.

Hungrily, Yoonji kissed down her neck, embellishing that smooth skin with her own marks beside Jungkook’s, addicted to the breathy sounds she could produce, to the way those agile hands cradled her head, to the way those elegant fingers curled into her hair, gasping, pressing her tongue against the soft curve above that beating heart. She could love a man. She did. But that was a known journey. Yoonji knew how to navigate that, at least generally. But this, oh, this was wandering without a map, tasked with the unknowing of what to do or how to do it, and yet the craving was so strong, so undeniable, so powerful that Yoonji refused to stop it, hovering her palm over the curve.

A hand enveloped hers and pressed it to another’s breast.

She was afraid.

But there was no time to be afraid.

Their hands moved together, across skin, from body to body, tracing lines and drawing invisible patterns, sharing the barely-there air. From warm to blazing hot. Lips to lips again, and their fingers interlocked across their chests while their dominant hands hovered below.

“I don’t know… How to…”

Those piercing dark eyes swallowed her up.

“You don’t need to.”

She followed. Mirrored. Cupping the drenched heat with her palm and containing it, breathing in the exhale given, their lips brushing against each other. Foreheads together. Yoonji was afraid and so she closed her eyes. It didn’t matter. She felt the hand move upwards, bringing two fingers together, sliding up and down. Ghosting her clit. She did the same, biting her lip, amazed by the softness. The wetness. The heavy scent musky sweet, blending with her own. She slid a finger inside, just wanting to feel it be closed in on, burrowing in the tight, slippery warmth, shivering at the wonderfulness of it.

“I can’t be doing that, lovergirl,” her lover playfully warned, skimming the tips of her almond manicure over Yoonji’s pussy lips. It made her skin sing with delight.

She gasped, thrusting in lightly, melting. “I�� I know…” She couldn’t open her eyes. Could barely speak above a whisper. “I just… I just wanted to touch you…” So warm. So soft. So powerful.

“Well, then.” Plush lips brushed against the side of her open mouth. “Don’t stop.”

Yoonji felt a fingertip press to her clit and she jolted. Tipped her hips to the touch, searching for more pressure.

“Want a toy?”

“No, just you,” Yoonji murmured. “Just you.”

She moaned as she felt that tongue against her cheek, licking gently as the pressure deepened into slow, rhythmic strokes. Dancing kisses. She pulled her finger out to match the action, her heart skipping a beat as the other woman hummed in satisfaction, caressing Yoonji’s hair at the same time. Faster, rougher, using another finger to anchor the first and moving her entire arm rather than only her wrist. There was science to that, Yoonji was sure, but she was in too deep to deduce anything, her eyelids fluttering as the concentrated motion built the anticipation. She felt the grip on her head tighten. Lips pressing to her temple, breathing out her name, intoxicated, and Yoonji felt her lips form her name more than she heard her own voice, the pulse of roaring blood too loud, losing herself to madness.

“Don’t stop.”

She obeyed, keeping pace, her forearm burning, her mind muddled, but she fixated on the husky command, don’t stop, her own orgasm threatening, coiled, ready to strike, and Yoonji fought against the high, rubbing that concentrated bundle of nerves with every measure of control she could muster, breathless, turning her head or was forced to by another.

Yoonji opened her eyes, just barely.

Her girlfriend panted; pupils dilated with desire.

Their lips connected and they moaned into each other’s mouths, spilling over the exhilarating edge at the same time. It was not like the previous climax, but more like a satisfying descent into flinching, seeping pleasure, spreading over their bodies and crumpling into each other, into a deep kiss with palms cupping pulsating heat, containing the blissful beat from one beating heart to another. Her orgasm smelled wonderful.

She hoped Jungkook could smell her on her later, but that was asking too much.

A hand with glittering red nails raised, waving Yoonji’s juices in her face.

She raised an eyebrow and leaned forward, licking her traces off the other woman’s hand, sliding her tongue in between those talented fingers before lifting her own to lick off. Fuck, she tasted as good as she smelled. The two fingers she used went straight into her mouth. Sucking on them. Her girlfriend raised an eyebrow back. Yoonji did not share. She shot her a pointed stare and dared interference.

“Who made you glow like that?” her vixen teased.

“Your tongue,” Yoonji countered, ticking her head.

A smirk. “And my hands.”

And everything else.

“You don’t think about anyone else?” Yoonji wondered out loud, staring into those piercing dark eyes.

An unamused smirk. “That would be rude of me, wouldn’t it?” She chuckled. “Besides, I don’t see a reason to think about other people. Life took me out of theirs for better.”

That was how Yoonji viewed her own previous relationships too, but she couldn’t be sure it applied to everyone. A flutter in her chest. “Better?”

She felt a finger trace her cheek.

Her girlfriend smiled.

“Mhm. Better.”

It took everything in her for Yoonji to not explode from happiness. That would be very uncool of her. “O-Oh.” Excellent. Great cover-up, she thought to herself sarcastically.

“I didn’t take you for the jealous type.”

“I’m not.” That was a lie. But some lies Yoonji preferred. “I was just curious.”

“Hm.” Her girlfriend mused, leaning over her. “Curious little kitty, aren’t you?”

“I don’t like pet names.”

“It’s an observation.” A red nail traced down her cleavage. Yoonji shivered, involuntarily. “Sorry about that in the middle, then. I won’t call you that again.”

She frowned. “What?”

“Lovergirl.”

She felt her cheeks heat. “That… That one’s fine.” She hadn’t even realized it. “That’s not a pet name, anyway,” Yoonji mumbled under her breath. “You made it up.”

Those dark eyes glittered. “Pet names are all made up.”

“Yeah, but that one’s mine,” Yoonji snapped.

She felt a finger on her chin and reluctantly let herself to be led, falling into another kiss. Felt a little better after that. Didn’t say it though. She felt fingers run through her hair. That one’s mine. A half-truth. She knew she shared it with their Loverboy, and that made it all the more imperative to keep.

“I don’t say it out of malice,” that silken voice murmured. “We don’t have to preserve what doesn’t serve us.”

“Don’t backtrack,” Yoonji maintained stubbornly, pressing against the other woman’s curves. “We are past games.”

Gentle lips pressed against her temple. “Yes, we are.”

They pulled the duvet up over their naked bodies. Legs entangled. Yoonji missed Jungkook but she couldn’t deny the loveliness of her embrace. A feline possessiveness. They curled around each other, Yoonji nestled in her shadow. She used to think she would have to get used to sharing a bed with another. Then again, everything she used to think was thrown out the window once she encountered Jungkook’s lady friend, somehow getting swept up into shining as her true self, against her better judgement.

Somehow.

Definitely not because she couldn’t stop herself in the presence of temptation.

“Can I have one of the pillows?”

“Oh. Yeah. Sorry.”

A light kiss on her cheekbone. “Not good for your neck either. You should be more mindful of your health, lovergirl.”

“Shut up.”

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min yoonji masterpost | masterpost

[fruititae]

YOONJI!! I MISS READING STORIES ABOUT HER

sweet girl:

pairing: yoonji x f. reader

genre: fluff || smut || non-idol au || cisswap || established relationship

summary: sometimes work is hard but your girlfriend makes it all better

word count: 2.2k

tags/warnings: smut in the forms of: mommy kink 👹, strap!!!, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, they rub their clits together :D and they kiss because they’re in love, also boobie appreciation, talked about aftercare

notes: teehee, to all the girl lovers. also technically part of this universe but can be read as a standalone (not proofread because i genuinely need sleep)

where you can find the rest of my stuff!!

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“Sweet girl?” Yoonji calls from the couch as the front door opens.

Your shoes pad against the floor before you’re kicking them off, bag making a loud thud as it slips off your shoulder. Desperate fingers tug at the button of your jeans, tugging them down your thighs.

You fall to a standstill when you see Yoonji, her eyes rake down your body.

“Hi” you breathe.

A gentle smile pulls at her lips, “Hey” she starts, beckoning you over, “how was your day?”

You hum, socked feet sliding against the carpet as you fall onto the couch beside her, “Long”

“You look so tired, baby” her hands skim down the length of your arm, soft lips pressing a kiss to your cheek as your eyes close in bliss. You feel some of the tension leave your body, muscles melting and mind floating as Yoonji tugs your head towards her chest.

You wriggle a little, leg lifting over her thigh as you press your face between her tits. You draw in a long breath, arm slipping around her waist as you try and press yourself impossibly closer to your girlfriend.

“My poor thing” she murmurs, fingers raking through your hair, “my poor needy little thing, can feel that greedy cunt of yours clenching, baby”

A mean little laugh tumbles from her lips as your hips jolt forward at her words, cheeks warming at being caught. And yet you couldn’t feel shame, not when she was the prettiest person you’ve ever met, how warm her skin is, touch tender and gentle.

“Need me to help you?” her fingers tug a little at your scalp, breath catching in the back of your throat as you rut your hips forward again. Your clit throbs at the delicious drag of your panties against your cunt, desperate as you roll your hips a little faster.

Yoonji pulls your face from her chest, whine on the tip of your tongue, ready to split before your eyes meet hers, “I asked you a question, sweet thing”

“Need you” you whisper, greedy fingers tugging at her shirt, needing her closer. Layers of clothes too much, an all-consuming want tugging at your body and mind, a desperate need to have Yoonji’s skin against yours.

“Need me to what, baby?” she tips her head down, lips skimming against yours. You press upwards to close that little space between the both of you. Her balmy lipstick smears across your mouth, moan catching in the back of your throat as her tongue presses into your mouth.

She’s the one to pull away from you, curl of a smile on her lips “Tell me”

You swallow, eyes flickering between her own, “Wanna feel good”

“Yeah? Need me to help with that?”

You nod up at her, hand resting against her stomach as you try and press for another kiss.

The fingers still tangled in your hair tug you back.

“Ask me, baby. Ask me to make you feel good”

You wet your bottom lip with your tongue, cheeks flushed as you look at her, absolutely enamoured by her existence.

“Please” you start, “please make me feel good, wanna cum”

“You gonna cum on mommy’s cock?”

Your fingers dig into her shirt, frantic as you nod.

“Be a good girl and get my cock then” she nods towards the bedroom.

You scramble to get up, foot almost catching on the edge of the rug as you stand up.

Yoonji’s fingers loop around the waistband of your panties as you turn towards the bedroom, you stumble backwards as she tugs you towards her.

You let out something akin to a squeak as the sudden force, “bend over for me a little, baby” she murmurs.

You do as she says, goosebumps prickling down your arms as she presses a kiss where your ass meets your thighs.

She pats your side, “Good girl”

You skuttle into the bedroom, pulling a box from under the bed. Raw need thrums through your veins, mind racing as you fumble for which dildo you want, because Yoonji asking you to get the strap meant you got to choose tonight. How much you wanted to be stretched, how numb did you want your mind with nothing but her name circling every fibre of your being until you cum, bones jelly and mind sated. Where you know she’ll kiss tender skin, run the bath for you, sat there as she warms your bones then lays with you in bed.

You pick one of the bigger dildos, lube tucked under your arm. You catch sight of something in the mirror before you leave the bedroom.

You turn a little, bending over slightly, only to see a faint red kiss painting your skin from Yoonji’s lipstick.

You feel arousal dribble past your walls, cotton soaked as you slip out of the bedroom.

“Greedy little thing” Yoonji hums when you drop everything on the couch, “come on, stretch yourself open then” she pats the pillow beside her.

You fall back on the couch, tugging your panties off.

“On your knees” she hums, tugging her shirt over her head, pants kicked off along with her own underwear.

You turn over, back arching as your fingers run through your folds, slick soaked as your cunt clenches.

“How pretty” your girlfriend murmurs, shuffling behind you as she steps into the strap, eyes trained on you. Watching as your fingers slip through your folds, teasing as you dip a finger into yourself, thighs quivering as you press in a little further.

You hear the cap of the lube click open, teasing a second finger at the entrance of your cunt, gentle as you press further into yourself, fingers spreading to stretch yourself open a little more.

“That’s it, sweet thing” Yoonji hums, hands skimming down the back of your thigh. You feel the silicone cock nudge against your ass, lube clinging to your skin as Yoonji ruts against you.

“Please” you shake your ass, fingers spreading yourself open for her.

“Please, what” she taunts, rubbing the bulbous head of her cock over your slick soaked cunt.

“Mommy please” you try and press her into you, fingers balling into fists, “please please please”

“Oh baby” she croons, one hand pulling at your ass to get a better view as she lines up the head of the dildo with your entrance better. A moan drips off your tongue, sweet like honey as she presses into you.

Your hand trails down your body, fingers grazing over your pulsating clit as Yoonji sinks further into you.

“Good girl” she hums, hands kneading your ass, “always such a pretty thing for me, right, baby?”

You nod, eyes squeezing shut as your mouth tips open in bliss. That full, perfect ache of being stretched open just right wracks up your spine, arousal dripping onto the couch below you as you rut back onto the cock. It’s obscene, the wet smack of your tacky skin against Yoonji’s pelvis, cock shiny, wet with your evident arousal.

“Thank you” it comes out breathless, fingers greedy as you play with your clit, toes curling when Yoonji pulls you back by your hips.

You feel the cock press against your sweet spot, staccato of moans muffled by the coach.

“That’s it” Yoonji croons, fingers digging into your flesh, hips snapping forward. Pleasure crawls up your body, clit throbbing as your hands grasp onto the couch.

“Wanna cum, please, please” you cry, each breath caught in the back of your throat.

“Yeah?”

You barely get the words out, “Please” is all you manage, thighs shaking as you slip closer and closer to release. Yoonji is unrelenting, pulling her cock out to the tip before her hips quickly snap back into you.

“Make a mess over Mommy’s cock”

One of her hands slip across your hip, dancing over your stomach before thrumming at your poor clit, so swollen and desperate.

“Fuck” you moan, hips rutting backwards as she plays with you.

“Cum for me”

Her name lodges in your throat, pussy clenching sporadically as you near your high.

You barely register your own voice, “Please”

“Come on, sweet girl” she presses over your clit a little faster, “so close for me, make a mess of my cock”

Stars dance behind your eyes as you tip over the edge, hiccup of a moan falling past your lips.

“That’s it” Yoonji hums, arousal soaked fingers skimming over your back. She rolls the cock into you slowly, helping you draw out your high.

Your toes tingle as you come to, thighs aching and cunt still clenching around the girthy intrusion.

“Good girl, you still here with me?” she murmurs.

You give her a nod.

“Words, baby”

You swallow, “I’m okay”

“Just okay?”

“Feel good”

A breathy laugh vibrates from her chest, “good”

You feel the ridges of the silicone cock drag against your sensitive walls as she begins to pull out. She lets out a low moan, watching the head of the cock spread your walls open before its slipping out of you, a pitiful dribble of creamy cum slipping down your thighs.

You tilt over, laying on your back, arms open for Yoongi.

She smiles down at you, unhooking her bra, letting it drop to the floor before she’s laying over you.

“God, you’re so pretty” she presses a kiss to your cheek.

Your hips roll upwards, cock pressed between your legs.

“And insatiable” she hums.

Your arms hold her close, “wanna make you feel good too” you murmur, head tilting upwards to press a kiss to her lips.

She indulges you, tongue licking over your bottom lip.

“You don’t have to” she whispers, eyes closed as she presses another chaste kiss to your lips, “just wanted you to feel better after a hard day”

You hum, “please”

Your hips rut upwards again, pleasure shooting up your spine, arousal tacky dildo pressing against your clit deliciously.

“What do you want?” she asks, fingers brushing your hair out of your face.

“This off” you tug at the straps of the strap on dildo.

Yoonji pushes herself off you a little, loosening the straps. Your own fingers press into your cunt, palm grazing your clit as the dildo falls to the floor.

“I’ll clean up later” you murmur, another dribble of arousal falling to the couch.

“Don’t worry about it” she leans over you, “leg up baby”

Her fingers wrap around your ankle, helping you lay back on the couch a little better. She tugs your leg up, slotting her own thighs beside yours.

She lifts her hand to her face, spit dribbling into her palm as she brings it down to her own pussy, spreading her folds. She drags her arousal soaked fingers over her clit, low moan catching in the back of her throat at the sudden friction.

Impatient, you lean yourself up onto your elbows, mouth latching onto one of her nipples, teeth grazing the sensitive skin.

“Shit” she whines, lowering her hips. You moan around her nipple at the first slick contact of her cunt pressed against your clit, warm, slick arousal dribbling over your folds.

Her hands trail down her body, fingers lifting up the hood of her clit as she ruts against yours.

“Ah” you moan, mouth falling open in pure bliss.

One of her arms stay hooked around your thigh, using it as leverage as she starts to roll her hips, your own thick arousal mixing with hers.

Your clit throbs, moans drowning out the obscene slick of your pussies rubbing against one another. Your mound is coated in arousal, her inner thighs tainted with your slick.

Each press of her clit over your sends you reeling into delicious overstimulation, still recovering from your last orgasm.

“Oh, darling” she moans, free hand falling to grope your chest.

Your lips wrap back around her nipple, warm breath fanning over her skin as you lick over her chest. Your teeth nip over sensitive skin at a particular thrust, unbridled pleasure coursing through every fibre of your being as she moans your name.

“Cum with me” she whines, trying to catch her own breath.

“Close” you whisper against her skin, teeth sinking into her pert nipples. That twinge of pain is enough to tip Yoonji over the edge, hand grasping at her free boob as she bounces a little.

Your cheeks heat at the lewdness of it all, tingling overstimulation helping you topple over the edge just after Yoonji. She continues to rub your pussies together, riding out the pure pleasure it brings the both of you.

“My good girl” her head tips back, “perfect girl”

You rub the mixture of both your cum and arousal over your clit, fingers twisting to run through her folds as she lets that final wave of arousal dribble over your cunt.

You bring your fingers up to your mouth, sucking on the mixture of your cum as you look up at her.

“How about a nice bath” she suggests, hands skimming up your sides, letting your leg fall back onto the couch.

“Can we use the new bubble bath we got?”

Yoonji lets out a breathy laugh, “Of course”

She leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of your lips, tasting that mixture of your arousal.

“Love you” she whispers.

“I love you so much” you say, arms wrapping around her neck, pulling her in for a proper kiss.

[proudahgase-exol]

Your Rihanna song - bts

Seokjin:

“You Da One” - he used to sing this song a lot at the beginning of your relationship he said this song reminds him of you. This song is one of your guys favorite songs it haves a lot of meanings it makes the guys laugh that this song could have such deep meanings to you guys but they just don’t understand.

Yoongi:

“Only Girl (In The World)”- to you this song describes how you feel around yoongi he does make you feel like your the “only girl on the world” you had told him that and when his not with you and misses you he play the song and it reminds him of you and understand why you love this song so much.

Hoseok:

“Bitch Better Have My Money”- you were drunk and eveytime your get drunk you pay this song start to sing this song well pointing at him well you sing as if you were singing it to him. He found it so funny and eveytime you got drunk he did play this song just to see you sing to it he just love to hear you drunk sing.

Namjoon:

“love On The Brain”- you always have mini concerts when you take showers and this song will sometimes be playing like 4 times in a row. Namjoon new how much you love singing in the shower but also found out that this song it’s your favorite so he ask if you did like to sing it with him and have it recorded just for the two of you and your agreed because why not.

Jimin:

“ Diamonds”- karaoke nights are your favorite specialty if you get to sing Diamonds with jimin you guys get in character and started to sing it like your life’s depends on it you did sing this multiple times until you guys get bored of singing it and at this point you guys know this song by heart.

Taehyung:

“Love the way you lie pt2”- eveytime you guys had a big fight you did go and seat in the balcony of your shared apartment and but your headphones on with this song playing on full volume it just calm you down and relaxes you and one day after a huge fight you fall asleep on the little couch you guys had in the balcony with this song playing in repeat when he found that you always put this song when you fight he took it the wrong way but than understood why you loved it so much.

Jungkook:

stay:

You guys love this song specifically when you guys went for a drive at night you obviously sing Rihanna’s part and be sings Mikky Ekko’s part. You love singing this song with Jungkook it’s one of your favorites because you love how your voices sounded together even if you didn’t know how to sing good JK never made fun of you he only smile and uses his fist as the microphone when you both sing.

Sorry if it’s bad I’ll try my best next time 😆 but I hope you liked it

[flowerprincesscherryblossom]

happy birthday

pairing: Min Yoonji x Female Reader word count: 445 warnings: fluff, smut, vaginal fingering, oral sex AO3 A/N: Hope you like it and that you have a wonderful day wherever you are💜

Yoonji was never too big on celebrating her birthday.

It was a day just like any other and she spent it the same she would any other day: sleeping; working; having a drink with her friends and then the clock would hit midnight and the next day would begin. She never felt emotion or reason at celebrating getting older.

That was, at least, until you showed up.

You loved celebrating birthdays, no matter whose it was, the prospect of seeing someone being happy just because they received a cake with a candle always managed to put a smile on your face, which in turn put one on Yoonji's.

Things before and after your arrival in the girl's life didn't change, she still celebrated her birthday the same she had before but somehow your presence made it feel a million times better and fresher every year.

Even now, when it couldn't be past seven in the morning judging by the light outside but you didn't seem to care as your head stood between her thighs, your lips sucking her clit while two of your fingers were fucking into her.

You wanted to start the celebrations early, keeping Yoonji up until the clock stroke midnight, forcing would be the correct term, and then immediately dragging her to the bedroom where you had first made her cum on your fingers and mouth before grabbing her legs and making your cunts slap against each other.

Yoonji had to admit, it might have been one of the best birthday presents - as you had put it - that she had ever received in her life. And it seemed like you were going to do the same right now.

Each pull at your hair kept spurring you on, every time she tried to separate your mouth from being on her you kept saying that it was all for her, whenever she wanted to return the favor you would say that you didn't mind waiting if it meant pleasing her.

Harshly tugging your hair Yoonji began to grind on your face, moans leaving her as she felt herself reaching closer and closer to the edge.

Once the orgasm crashed you tightly gripped her thighs and started to lap up at her juices, making sure to clean her up and not leave a single drop to go to waste.

Getting up from your position, you licked your lips as pleasure filled your every being at Yoonji fucked out expression. You climbed up and crashed your lips, immediately sliding your tongue into her mouth and intertwining it in a dominance battle that you easily won.

God, you could never get enough of her.

"Happy birthday baby."

[francenemolove]

Mated To You

Synopsis:

I think you need to get here Y/N, she’s been acting violently! No one can come near her. We all tried but she kept mumbling want her – want her. You were the one that took her here so I believe you’re the one she’s asking for muttered Jisoo exasperatedly.

Thanks for telling me Soo, I’ll be there in five with that said she took her keys and ran to her car to get to the sanctuary.

Warnings/Tags: Hybrid Universe, Snake hybrid Yoonji, Shemale Reader, Female Yoonji, Blood, Violence, Trauma, Angst, Tsundere Yoonji, Baby girl Yoonji, Caring and loving Reader, Fluff, Explicit Smut.

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The room smelled of booze,cigarettes and sweat. Oh what will Yoonji give for her to breath fresh air than smelling the same old shit everyday. She should get use to it since she’s been in this place ever since she was 14, and yet she can’t. Her human nose can’t tolerate much of the smell, then how much more her animal side?

Hey! Snakey! Get up! Your turn to make us money the man said grossly towards her cell. What a disgusting piece of shit she thought.

Without a word she got up from where she was and went through her cell door. The moment she stepped out she held the man’s hand and hissed. He attempted to slap her ass for a long time now, but given she was a hybrid her instincts and reflexes were much more keen making her alert in situations such as this one.

The man chuckled while he ripped his hand away from her and said You’re still saving yourself for someone that doesn’t exist? What made you think that your gonna get out of here Slut!? If I were you, you reserve that hostility of yours and finally accept the fact that this was home, this is home and this will be home forever until you die. then left while laughing maniacally.

Hearing that from him made every hair in Yoonji’s body rise, she’s not stupid and that she knows she will not be leaving this hellhole soon but at least she still hopes that someday by what miracle and mercy the God’s above will finally let her live in peace.

--

Ever since Yoonji was bought from the black market she was brought to a world so cruel. Her new owner is notorious for his multiple chain of underground fight clubs and drug and sex den. He’s in this business for so long and no matter how vile this man was, he wasn’t taken away specially since his clients are elite people wanting to waste their money on shitty things. She actually don’t know who’s much worse, her owner for operating and managing this shit or those rich snobs just wanting a good time from other people’s suffering – oh wait a hybrids suffering. There were so many nights that she thought and hoped of just being an animal than being half man and half freak. Then maybe people will be kinder to her. Because she’d heard people loving her kind but of course when they only eat, sleep and slither. Not someone like her who needs to eat, sleep, talk, think, be cared for and most of all loved.

--

It’s the third round and there was only a minute left. A lot of people were getting frustrated because they bet a lot of money on the dog hybrid that she was fighting with. Well for the record they should not have underestimated Yoonji. She was the most prized hybrid by her master for a reason. People always expected her to be a joke whenever they send in big and bulky hybrids as her opponent just to be surprised that with just a couple of punches and kicks they are knock out (Well she can’t blame them. She is tiny, only around 124 cm). This always make her opponents chuckle, they always mistake her for a cat hybrid because of her small face, cat like eyes and tiny nose but a quick look at her back and see her slim, scaly and tiny tail they will know. A lot wanted to have her as their pet but Yoonji always shows them that she can’t be messed with. She is feisty and lethal, as she is part snake and not just any normal snake she’s a Namaqua dwarf adder. This kind of snakes are known to be the smallest yet the most venomous of all snakes. They have retractable fangs that they use to trick their prey into thinking that they are harmless, but bites them when they have locked on their target. Yoonji on the other hand despite how deadly her venom is, never used that on any of her opponents because at the end of the day they are all just being used in the underground arena for rich assholes satisfaction. They are all just willing to do everything to survive.

--

 The sound of her opponent knocked out on the ring was the only thing she heard and then the burst of shouting and applause filled the place. She won once again making that her 36th win.

You never fail to amaze me Ji he whispered on her ear.

She was sitted in the corner of her cage. You might think that since she was the champion and the boss's favorite money maker, she was treated like royalty. Wrong, she was treated worse of all worse. The man made an agreement with her the first time she won. The agreement was about her being his regular fighter and his slut. He promised to give her all the money and pleasure she can ever ask for but Yoonji didn't like the idea of it and the next thing the man knew was pain and a bloody nose. Yoonji broke his nose. She was beaten near to death, but he realized that he can't get rid of her right away since she can make him a lot of money. She was not given food for a week. Her cuts were infected. Only after a week of her being kept in her cage did he made her Crack and obey him that she was going to be his Ultimate fighter. Because no matter how badly they wanted to fuck her and make her his slut he learned that it was something Yoonji can never give. In Yoonji’s mind her chastity was the only thing she can offer her mate. If ever she meets them someday. It was silly, she knows but a tiny part of her hoped that she will get out of this place and live her life free and happy with her mate.

 --

 Can I clean up now? she queried.

Sure, sure sweetheart, a moment. I just wanted to say that .. since you're a lady now, I believe that it's about time that you get breeded so that you can produce champion fighters in the future too.

What an imbecile, she thought.

And what made you think that all throughout the years that you've asked me to be your slut did I say yes? she hissed.

You were this close bitch. He snarled nearing her. (Telling her how close she was to loosing the fight that happened awhile ago). This close to loosing, I can't afford that. I can't afford having a dead hybrid. So sweetheart, if ever you die and you gave me your children then at least I have something to sell and tell people that their fucking mother was a freak but at least she was a fucking great fighter. He persuaded.

Do you get me? he questioned.

Maybe you really lost your brain a long time ago that's why you can't comprehend the bullshit you just told me. She spoke coldy.

Raising his hand he slapped her hard that made her head face the other way.

You bitch! not because you've been making me money it means that you can just talk shit about me!. I think you need to remember that I'm the only one keeping you alive. He said while rolling his sleeves.

 --

Y/N can you hear me?

Yes. She whispered.

We have our men inside the building now, they've seen the cages where they keep all of them. But the other one, we can't find her.

You mean the one who just fought? she whispered once again.

Yeah, but don't worry. Jimin's going to look for her and we're going to take care of her.

Alright, she sighed.

 --

Her vision was spinning, everything was painful. After the beating she got from him, she was left in her cage again with no food, water or things to disinfect her wounds. She wanted to just keep her mouth shut at least that way she was given the things she needed first before being locked up again. But if she didn’t talk, then her master might assume that she’s going to agree to be a breeding machine.

She laid down and thought about the scent she smelt a couple weeks ago. The smell made her feel so relaxed it smelt like mint with a hint of citrus. Oh what she can give to smell it again, she thought. It was the reason why she have so much hope these days because she smelt her mate. And the moment she stepped on the ring, she smelt her again.

Overwhelmed with the pain she felt from being beaten, she closed her eyes and slept.

--

Big Man Choi is notorious. He’s known all over Korea, since he owns a lot of drug den and underground fighting rings. He’s someone that the T.A.L.R.H (The Association of Legal Rights for Hybrids) are so eager to imprison. No matter how vile and cruel he was the government took a blind eye on his case. Well, people are fickle minded. They are shown an ample amount of fortune that Big Man Choi has, and they cave in right away. Years gone by people became humane and understood that hybrids are not to be treated unfairly. People grow to care, love and fight for hybrids ever since the first human was bound and mated to a hybrid did they learn that we are all equal. Living in this world hoping and yearning to have a happy, satisfying and peaceful life.

And with this change, The Association of Legal Rights for Hybrids was made. It was made by the President because he wanted to prove to his daughter that he accepted the hybrid mate his daughter was given. It was a joke at first since not a lot of people was open with the idea of being mated to a hybrid but when this movement was created a lot of human – hybrid couples were brave enough to show that they are happy with their lives and that they should really make a change.

The Association was also headed by an intelligent, charming and respectable man named Kim Seokjin, who’s sole goal was to make Hybrids be part of society without fear for their future. Just a couple of years a lot of hybrid breeding facilities, drug dens, pleasure houses and underground fighting rings were shut down. Their owners and every man that partake in hybrid injustice was sent to prison. All hybrids that were rescued were rehabilitated, given the resources to have proper education, documents to prove their identity. Most hybrids now are living their best lives, working in their field of expertise. It’s such an amazing thing really but despite all of the great things happening, that’s just half of the population of hybrids and there are more yet to rescue.

--

After so many years, the T.A.L.R.H have intel about Big Man Choi. They will finally bring this man down. There was even a warrant that this man should be killed on sight if ever he tries to escape. Lawyer Kim Namjoon, did a great job in persuading the government and almost all people to want this man to finally perish.

An agent was assigned to gain more intel about the biggest underground fighting ring that Big Man Choi owned. It was difficult to get in because ever since humans learn to love hybrids, Choi’s people have to be meticulous and investigative about every client they will have. But there will always be a way through it.

Y/L/N Y/N was the person assigned. Other than the fact that she was an Elementary Teacher she was also the Captain of the H.P.F (Hybrid Protection Force). The moment she gained intel on how to enter the grounds, she made sure that she fits in with the rich snobs who are all looking for a fun time. She made them trust them, made friends and made unbreakable bonds as what they thought. They didn’t know that it will bring them to their demise.

--

The place was so loud, everyone cheering and betting on the hybrids fighting in the ring. It’s not a new scene specially in Y/N’s line of work. With her disguise she got in acting like one of the elites. It’s her second time in this specific underground ring and it’s her second time seeing the petite hybrid won another fight. The first time she saw her she won without any scratch on her but this time her opponent was unfairly larger than her, bulkier too. Despite how big and strong the other hybrid was, you can see that the petite one was an experienced fighter. She won again of course but she got of the ring with a bloody eyebrow and a busted lip. Y/N was expecting to see the petite hybrid fight like she was born to do it, because most of the hybrids they have rescued already embraced the lifestyle forced on them but not her, all her moves are calculated to effectively hit and disable her opponent for them to give up. Whenever her opponents tap out, she makes sure she let them go right away. She doesn’t abuse the power she has and just let them accept defeat in a professional way.

She’s still good, still humane. Y/N thought.

At least it will be easier to help her and give her a new life, she thought.

--

Everything was chaotic before the last fight started. While everyone was busy betting on the next hybrid, the guards were stupid enough to leave their posts that made Jimin and his team’s life easier. They had access on the cells where they keep all hybrids. With a lookout giving Jimin a signal that everything was clear, they freed all hybrids in their cell to the back exit where the H.P.F were. Once all hybrids were safe and secure, Jimin radiod Y/N to tell her that they got all of them except for one. The legendary Yoonji.

No worries Chim, I think I know where she is. While looking at a narrow hallway leading to whatever room Yoonji and Big Man Choi went to.

Y/N stared at Jungkook from across the room, she nodded and Jungkook understand what to do next.

Pretending to be drunk she stumbled upon the hallway and made her way there checking and making sure no one noticed. At the end of the hall she met face to face with the man himself.

This is a restricted area Ma’am, I suggest you go back to where the people were. He stated coldly.

Oh-my! Apologies darling, I was trying to look for a place to rest. I feel uncomfortable with the tight space and chairs you gave us! She scoffed.

The man didn’t respond right away, he saw this woman twice already. He recognized that she’s one of those wealthy elites who are in incognito so that their reputations won’t get ruined specially since hybrids have rights now. He also remembered that she’s one of those who made a bet on Yoonji, spending a huge sum of money on that Scaly slut! Not wanting to displease her he said “ Oh, my apologies Ma’am, what can I do to make your experience better here? He queried.

Well unfortunately, there isn’t anything you can do, I just needed to walk around since my feet are all stiff now she glared.

Not wanting to displease her anymore, he just nodded, bowed his head and walk away.

Annoying piece of shit she gritted.  She turned her head subtly looking around to make sure no one’s watching her. She isn’t stupid though, she knows that the asshole, despite not being able to see him around, will still be suspicious of her. But her time was limited, she only have one hybrid to rescue. So with a deep sigh, she turned around and entered the narrow hallway. Making sure no one was tailing her. She reached the end of the hallway, she’s standing in front of a shabby looking door. Looking at it, she reached out and jiggled the door knob and of course it’s locked. Y/N was thinking of a way to open it when someone grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her so hard, gasping from the pain. She felt hot breath close to her ear saying:

What do you think are you doing sweetheart?

Craning her neck, she saw Big Man Choi’s disgusting grin. He smirked when he saw how she was looking at him with all disdain.

Why? What do you got in there? Something of importance?! She grit.

Yeah, you can say that, so no snooping around unless? He looked at her up and down and licked his bottom lip making Y/N shiver with how gross this man was.

She made an effort to shake off the annoyance she was experiencing with the man. She fumbled inside her thigh for her gun, which was fastened there. She grabbed it and gave the man an elbow to the stomach. He lost his balance and fell to the ground because he was hurt and startled by the attack.

 Y/N shot Big Man Choi's right leg after seeing the man on the ground and becoming furious. The pain caused the man to shout. The remaining guards in the area were informed by it. She heard Jungkook's voice on her radio as she got ready for a gunfight.

Find the missing hybrid now! I have your back! He gave a command.

She fired twice at the doors' locks while remaining silent. Kicking the door open, she hurriedly scanned the room as she entered it and noticed a small lump in the position of a fetus on one of the room's corners. She approached her and made an effort to rouse the hybrid.

Hey, wake up, we have to leave right away.

When she saw the hybrid's condition, her voice lost its urgency and became hushed. Yoonji only sustained a busted lip and a few bruises before leaving the ring, but how? She appeared to be on the verge of dying. Y/N didn't have anytime left. So she put her arms underneath her and lifted her gently. She heard Yoonji hiss. So Y/N tried to comfort and assure her that she's safe. That she will be taken cared off and that starting from now, she will live a peaceful and happy life, away from all the abuse and violence she experienced.

Kook? I’ve got her, is the coast clear? She said on the radio. Waiting for a couple of minutes he responded.

The coast is clear, were all waiting for you outside!

While these was happening Y/N failed to see that the hybrid on her arms open her eyes briefly and released a sigh. Yoonji felt safe, happy and most of all she felt a tingly sensation throughout her body that made her want to giggle.

--

Opening her eyes, she was blinded by the bright lights that greeted her. Blinking a couple of times, she roused from the bed and scanned the place. Where was she? Why are there things on my arm? She thought. Unsure of everything, she whimpered… N-no! this can’t be! Her breathing getting heavy, W-what! T-take this o-of me! Don’t – d-don’t want this! D-don’t n-need this!!! She screamed on the top of her lungs. The door on her left slammed open and people in white rushed in to contain her.

Calm down sweetheart, you’re safe … you’re no longer there. A soft yet sad voice reach Yoonji’s ears.

G-get me o-out of this! I I don’t want this! Take it o-out please! She wailed.

You need it sweety, it will help you ease the pain from your bruises. Jisoo persuaded.

I-I DON’T NEED THEM! GET THIS FUCKING THING AWAY FROM ME!!! after letting out a loud scream, she felt a sharp pain from her neck. Her vision getting blurry despite that she still kept mumbling Pl-please, st-stop, want her. Please! N-need her, I-I need her! N-need her …

--

Waking up from the ringtone of her phone. Y/N picked it up right away.

H-hello? She yawned.

Y/N it’s me! I’m sorry for waking you up this late but, the hybrid you brought in is very aggressive! Says Jisoo exasperatedly.

Uh, Soo aren’t all hybrids that we rescue specially from underground dens aggressive? She queried with an eye roll.

Of course I know that! What I meant was the reptile hybrid you rescued, Yoonji? She’s so out of it. We already sedated her but whenever it wears out she goes back to being violent! Throwing things around, screaming and crying. B-but she was screaming only one thing. Jisoo’s voice turning into a whisper.

I think you need to get here Y/N, We all really tried but she kept mumbling want her – want her. You were the one that took her here so I believe you’re the one she is asking for muttered Jisoo.

Rubbing the sleep out of her face she responded. Thanks for telling me Soo, I’ll be there right away. With that said she took her keys and ran to her car to get to the sanctuary.

--

The scene that Y/N came upon was chaotic. The moment she saw the situation she got angry. Stepping inside the room, she saw that guards and nurses were on one side of the room and a scared but hostile Yoonji was pressed up against the corner of the room. Of course the hybrid will be like this given the situation that they are in: she’s in a new environment, with strangers who are ganging up on her. She will definitely feel defensive.

I know, what we are doing right now isn’t ideal, and I will allow you to get angry at me later but we didn’t have a choice. Jisoo said frantically.

Still looking at the hybrid, Y/N whispered. What do you want me to do then?

Before Jisoo can respond, Yoonji looked at Y/N. Her eyes dilated and her body automatically relaxed.

Y-you? She whimpered.

M-mate please. Please. Yoonji muttered, her lips quivering. She doesn’t know what she’s feeling. If she’s supposed to be happy to finally meet her other half or angry that her mate was not on her side protecting her and was still talking to the beautiful looking human beside her.

Y/N’s eyes doubled in size when she heard what Yoonji just uttered. Ma-mate? I’m your- you think I’m your mate? She mused.

Not leaving her eyes on the hybrid Jisoo nodded and said Yeah, that’s what I thought.

Still feeling overwhelmed with the situation but wanting to de escalate it. Y/N walked slowly towards Yoonji. The guards and nurses made way for her while she approaches the hybrid. As soon as Yoonji sees her walk towards her, her face lit up. She lifted her hands and reached out to her. When Y/N was a centimeter away from Yoonji’s outstretched hand she took it and held her hand so delicately. Her hand was rough, a lot of cuts and calluses from her years in the underground ring but despite that she felt so warm the moment their hands touch, like as if she was filled with something she didn’t know was missing before. Y/N looked up to finally look at Yoonji and the moment their eyes met she knew that Yoonji was not making up the mate thing. Y/N pulled Yoonji close, there was no resistance from Yoonji. She just melted from the hug that Y/N gave. She nuzzled on the crook of her neck and wrap her arms around her. After a few seconds of them hugging. Yoonji looked up at Y/N and whispered It’s you, it’s really you? I thought I’ll never get to meet you. After saying this the tears that were pooling finally fell. Gripping Y’N’s shirt tight Yoonji added ‘m happy to finally meet you. Y/N was left looking at her with all the love and affection she can ever give. She squeezed her, not tight enough just to assure Yoonji that she heard and acknowledges what she said. Lowering down her lips, she gave the hybrids head a soft peck and also whispered Me too.

--

I c-can’t believe this. I always knew that some part of me was missing, but I-I never thought that it was this? You know. Y/N whispered to Jisoo who was across from her. They are both in the room where Yoonji is in. The hybrid was fast asleep. After meeting Y/N, Yoonji felt safe enough to rest but given that she should be holding her mates’ hand. She’s been cuddling her hand for half an hour now, and whenever Y/N tries to take her hand back Yoonji will hold it in a vice grip so she just let it be.

And I believe you’re relieved with the situation?. Jisoo asked her while arching her brow at her friend. Y/N nodded and smiled while looking at her Yoonji.

That’s great then. I think you have to stay for a bit longer since she wont let you go huh? Jisoo mused, while Y/N giggled like a school girl. Don’t worry Soo, I’ll take care of her. Jisoo nodded and told her that if she ever need her, she should just give her a call. After Jisoo left, Y/N is still staring at the hybrid with a small smile. She’s feeling all tingly inside. Looking back now, the first time she saw Yoonji in the underground ring she felt a pull. Like as if her mind, heart and body was telling her that she should be near the hybrid, but she didn’t dwell on it that much since they were supposed to assess the situation of the underground ring. She’s happy now though, no more cold nights without a lover keeping her awake. She can’t help herself to imagine what her future will be like now that she’s with her mate.

--

Being glared at was far from all of the things Y/N imagined when she went back to the sanctuary to see Yoonji again. After a couple of hours last night, when Yoonji was in deep slumber she was able to pry her hand from hers to finally rest in one of the many vacant rooms in the sanctuary. As much as she wanted to just lay with Yoonji, her rational side told her that she was just rescued from an abusive life and having to wake up to a new place and a stranger next to her despite being her mate was not ideal. So, with a light peck that she gave on Yoonji’s forehead she stepped out of the room. Back to the present, she was so excited to see Yoonji again after taking a rest on a fairly decent bed. She was a bit taken a back when the hybrid that had clung to her yesterday was staring daggers at her.

A-uhm- Good morning! I brought breakfast?

Raising the plastic bags with food. Y/N was hesitant to come near her so she stayed glued on the doorway. Expecting a response she waited for a couple of seconds when Yoonji looked the other way. Deeming its okay to be near her Y/N walked towards her and before she can let out another sentence about the food she ordered. She froze when she heard a loud hiss coming from her. Looking up from taking out the boxes of food, she saw how dilated Yoonji’s eyes were. She knew that the Yoonji from yesterday was different to the Yoonji today. She stopped just a few feet away from Yoonji’s bed and said

D-did I do something wrong Yoonji?. Looking Y/N up and down she hissed.

Who the fuck are you?! Are you one of those assholes again, trying to persuade me in drinking that nasty shit! I don’t want you! And your friends, just get me out of this fucking place!. Y/N’s eyes doubled in size.

W-what do you mean who am i? yo-you? Don’t you remember what happened yesterday? She asked anxiously. What happened yesterday was a complete surprise to her but she accepted the idea of having Yoonji as a mate right away.

Yesterday? Yoonji scoffed

Yesterday you assholes cornered me and injected me something that made me drousy! Whatever the fuck you were talking about, I DON’T REMEMBER. AND I.DON’T.GIVE.A.FUCK! she gritted while enunciating each words.

--

Please tell me Soo, did I just imagine all that happened yesterday? Y/N asked her friend.

Jisoo sighed and responded, No Y/N, everything that happened yesterday were real, I and everybody inside Yoonjis room saw it. We’re your witnesses.

Then why? She asked again confused.

I think that Yoonji can be right and wrong at the same time. What she said about us sedating her was true and that she can all just said those things but Y/N the moment she woke up, it was you she was asking for. Jisoo explained.

Still lost in her thoughts, she didn’t show any reaction.

Hey, she said softly. I believe that you and Yoonji are really mates. She was asking you to get out of the room so bad, but the moment you stepped out her eyes turned glassy, I even saw her hands clenching so hard as if she was forcing herself not to reach out for you. Thinking back to her going to check what was happening in Yoonji’s room since the hybrid was yelling on the top of her lungs.

Aside from Yoonji, how about you? I didn’t have the time to ask you yesterday. Her friend queried.

What about me? she raised her brow to her.

I mean, what do you feel? I know that you’re surprised about the revelation of having a mate, but what do you think?

Y/N’s face lit up while thinking about the events that happened yesterday, she said Well, I-I was surprised of course but happy…I thought I was going to spend my life alone given you know, my past experiences. But hearing that from her made me feel, content and assured that there was someone out there who was just for me. I-I’m really happy Soo, and you know what! She yelled making her friend flinch in surprise Whatever is her reason for pretending that she said all those stuffs yesterday will not stop me from being with her. I-I want to be someone that can keep her safe, loved and cared for no matter what she thinks.

Jisoo was surprised with her friends declaration but at the same time she knows that she shouldn’t because being friends with Y/N she learned that when she says something, she means it and that she will do everything in her power to be able to achieve it.

Alright, I totally support you in this but do remember that she’s still recovering from all the abuse and trauma she have experienced. It will take time but I believe that if you prove to her that you are someone willing to wait and endure for her then she will open up to you.

Feeling confident and supported she smiled brightly towards her friend and thought of things she needed to do to prove to Yoonji that she will be with her as her mate forever.

--

This can’t be real, all my life I’ve hoped for a mate. My mate that will set me free from everything that I’ve endured. But now that she’s here, she’s within reach. I feel like I can’t fathom the idea of having her near me. Yoonji thought.

The day after being dismissed by Yoonji, Y/N kept coming back. It’s been two weeks straight and the hybrid is just getting restless and irritated.

A hiss was heard the moment Y/N entered Yoonji’s room.

Good morning Yoonji! I brought you some flowers since the flowers I brought last week have completely wilted she said while gesturing to the flower vase near her desk.

A cold stare was Yoonji’s response to Y/N’s cheerful greeting. Not letting it sour her mood, she continued walking towards the vase while talking about her morning. Ever since Y/N’s first visit she was the only one talking, at first it was to get rid of the awkwardness that she felt whenever Yoonji just raise her brow at her but now it’s just automatic that the moment she enters her room she will talk about anything under the sun. She was cut of though mid sentence when Yoonji said…

Stop

Quickly turning her head to face Yoonji, she have both her brows raised since she wasn’t sure if it was really Yoonji who spoke when

Stop doing whatever it is you’re doing here. After saying those lines Yoonji looked at her dead in the eye and continued I don’t want you here, I don’t need you here so for your sake get the fuck out and never come back. Then she laid on her side and covered herself with the blanket.

Letting her face fell, Y/N responded. I know you don’t trust me and that you’re scared right now but will do the best that I can for you to open up for me. I-im your mate Yoonji, I won’t just abandon you, Im with you for life I—

You’re HUMAN!!! What do you know about fucking mates!? This thing doesn’t even exist for you guys, so stop pretending that you know what being a mate is! It’s making you more stupid and pathetic Yoonji greeted.

Not wanting to push further Y/N just bowed her head and nodded. Leaving everything on the desk below her she quickly left her room.

She really was trying. Yoonji was right though, soulmates are not a thing for humans but after a couple of years that hybrids are being in a relationship with humans the concept came about and a lot of humans do claim that the idea of being mates with a hybrid is a real thing and that all of those humans who are mated claims that as if the hollow feeling that they get is no more because of having their other halves. That’s what Y/N feels, but apparently it’s not something Yoonji wanted to accept.

--

Yoonji expected that after her outburst yesterday it will deter Y/N and she won't be visiting her for awhile but of course it didn't. She's still there the next day talking Yoonji's ear off. Y/N is determined as she was stubborn. While in the middle of Y/N's non stop talkathon she failed to notice that one of the laces of her shoes were untied, and as she spun around to look at Yoonji she tripped on it and stumbled. Frantic to gain her balance she grabbed whatever in her reach to steady her and unfortunately that something she grabbed something slim, scaly and tiny but before Y/N was able to look at what she was gripping hard on, her face was smacked hard. Loosing her grip on what she was holding onto, she completely slumped on the floor. A stinging pain was what Y/N felt now that she's on the floor. She raised her hand to hold her cheek and after giving a soft swipe on her left cheek, she brought her hand to where her vision and was surprised when she saw red liquid on her fingertips. Furrowing her brows she swiped her left cheek once more and still saw that she was bleeding, after realizing she looked up to where Yoonji was and saw a blank face. She looked like as if she didn't claw her face with her long nails that weren't cut because she refused to. Understanding dawned in Y/N's face and she stood up and left her room one more time. Whenever Yoonji sent her mate out of her room, she always know that she will come back right away it's just her instincts telling her that she didn't upset her mate enough to make her abandon her. But now, this time a chill went down her spine when she saw a glimpse of Y/N's expression before she left. A face of someone who finally gave up on her.

--

She shouldn’t feel this way, actually she doesn’t have the right to feel this way. It was her own doing that drove her away. Three days have passed after the incident that happened in Yoonji’s room. The morning after she already felt her heartache when Y/N didn’t show up as soon as the sanctuary was open. She waited for a couple more hours because maybe she just have something to do before bursting into her room and apologizing about being late. It already happened a couple of times so maybe, that’s what she kept telling herself.

Yoonji was under Jisoo’s care. The human was in charge with everything medical related for Yoonji. The moment Jisoo entered her room, she was surprised that she wasn’t hit by a pillow courtesy of Yoonji. Whenever Jisoo do her daily routine check up with the hybrid the first thing that will greet her won’t be a hello, not even a hiss. It will always be a pillow. She remembered the first time Yoonji yeeted her pillow towards her, how scared and scandalized she was. But after a couple of months she learned to dodge all of them. It’s been two days that Yoonji didn’t bother to throw her pillow at her. Whenever Jisoo give her a long look, the hybrid just looks more depress than ever.

She’s just busy.

Hearing another phrase other than Hello? How do you feel? From the Doctor made Yoonji whip her head fast to face her.

I didn’t say anything she hissed.

Yeah? you didn’t but you look like you needed some answers. Jisoo defended.

Looking away the hybrid didn’t reply. She didn’t even want to talk about it in the first place. But deep inside, she really wanted to see her again.

She’s a teacher, thought I can share something about her since I know you never asked her anything. Jisoo said, wanting to coax Yoonji to talk a little.

Apart from being a teacher, she’s also part of the T.A.L.R.H –

What the fuck is that? Yoonji interrupted.

It’s The Association of Legal Rights for Hybrids. She’s one of the thousand volunteers and one of the bravest too. She praised.

Since when did that been a thing?

It’s been 10 years now, since the association came to be and it’s been years now that Hybrids are living free. She added.

Yoonji doesn’t want to believe what she was saying, humans are bad and cruel to her kind so why change? She thought. She can’t deny that she’s actually witnessing the things that her Doctor is talking about. The nurses that assists her are cats and dog hybrids. She remembered that the police officer who interviewed her about her life then was also a hybrid and a wolf hybrid at that. She remembered how humans wanted to kill wolf hybrids because of their fear but now it’s one of the protectors of the city. Did people really accepted them? Then why did it took so long for them to rescue them from Big man choi? Why did she suffer for so long. With that remaining thought, she removed the idea of finally accepting her mate and living life freely because no matter what happens she’s still different from them.

Get out, she whispered.

Yoonji—Jisoo tried to comfort, but before she can even finish, the hybrid looked at her menacingly and Jisoo released a huge sigh and left her in her room.

--

How is she Soo? Does she –

Yes, she does. She misses you a lot. Jisoo confirmed.

When are you coming to visit her again? Its been a week you know?!

I know, it’s just … I’m in love with her but I’m also kinda petty. I also want her to miss me. I think she have to feel that after being mean to me and all. Y/N mumbled.

You are both stubborn and prideful. I don’t know what will happen if you get together finally. Her friend responded.

Just for a couple days and then I’ll go see her again. Y/N promised.

It’s up to you Y/N. I have to go anyway I have a lot of things to do. Jisoo dismissed.

Of course. I’ll talk to you then Soo. Bye love you.

Take care, love you too.

--

So, she talks to you but she doesn’t come and see me? said Yoonji in a cold tone.

Hearing and seeing her out of her room and in her office surprised Jisoo that made her shout.

My gosh! Please don’t do that, and why are you hiding here with all the lights turned off. She scolded.

You didn’t answer my question Doctor. She replied.

Well, yes I talk to her since she’s my friend and all our conversation revolve around you since she’s not visiting you lately.

Yoonji nodded her head in thought and hummed.

I came here because I wanted to ask about the conversation you and my mate--I mean Y/N was talking about … she blushed when Jisoo gave her a smirk when she unconsciously mentioned Y/N as her mate rather than human before.

Which was? Jisoo queried.

About being adopted and cared for by her. Yoonji said with seriousness and finality in her sentence.

All Jisoo did was to nod.

--

Soo it’s freaking early in the morning, and why are you calling me on a Saturday when you know I sleep in! Y/N mumbled trying to wake herself up.

Good morning to you too. I guess you were busy last night and wasn’t able to read my message.

What message are you talking about? She yawned.

About me taking Yoonji to your place since she will be living with you because she agreed to have you as her care taker. She said nonchalantly.

Okay.

1 …

          2 …

                   3 …

WAIT WHAAAT!!!!

Yep, so get up, get dressed and make us breakfast because we are on our way to you.

FUUUCK, WHAJDASKF IVNAEKRJCAEFMIRLV CHUAERV …

Jisoo ended the call, but she saw the smirk that Yoonji had on her face after listening to the conversation the two had and how panic Y/N was.

Yoonji feels excited, giddy yet nervous to see her after 2 weeks but she knows she had to try. That’s what Jisoo told her, she had to try and if she feels uncomfortable she can just run away never to be seen again. But she hopes that it won’t get that way.  

Y/N didn’t know what to do first. Does she wash her face, brush her teeth? Or maybe just take a bath. Yeah … that’s what she’s going to do. She noticed how Yoonji wrinkles her nose whenever she smell her so to be safe, she needs to take a quick shower.

Y/N was in the middle of making another batch of pancakes when she heard her door bell ring.

Hold on a second! She yelled from the kitchen. Putting down the spatula and turning off the stove. She walked briskly towards her front door, reaching the door handle. She paused and composed herself. She wanted to make a good impression, no wait … she wanted to act nonchalant towards Yoonji when she meets her again, yeah that’s what I’m going to do she mumbled to herself.

She finally opened the door and before she can say another word.

My gosh what took you so long? Questioned Jisoo and walking past her with Yoonji in tow.

Y/N couldn’t even start with the persona she thought of because of how her friend interrupted her, so she instead followed them both to the kitchen.

Thanks Y/N for cooking, we’re sooo hungry Jisoo said while chewing some pancake.

You’re welcome she whispered and looked at the beautiful girl across from her friend.

Yoonji was sat on a stool eating her fair share of pancakes, when she looked up at Y/N saying thanks.

Despite how cold she said the word, it still made Y/N’s heart flutter. This was the first word that she heard from her other than the yelling and cursing.

And as if Y/N was able to move on from hearing Yoonji say something good towards her she nearly broke down from what she heard from her next.

So? You just gonna stand there and look stupid? Sit down and eat. You made this anyway. Yoonji said irritated from pushing a plate with pancakes and syrup she prepared for Y/N.

Before she can say anything stupid, she just nodded and sat down. Only the noise of the cutleries scraping the plates were heard from the kitchen.

So here are her papers proving that you will be Yoonji’s guardian from now on or whatever Yoonji chooses after the 3 months mark. Jisoo said while passing the documents to Y/N.

If ever you have questions just call me. Alrighty. She hugged Y/N and waved Yoonji goodbye and finally shut the door.

It was only her and Yoonji in her living room.

The moment she turned around to speak to Yoonji, she was already heading to the guess bedroom that Y/N hastedly prepared before she got here and immediately shut the door.

Y/N just let out a huge sigh and headed to her home office to keep the documents and files she received from her friend.

--

When Yoonji decided to accept the offer of living with her mate. She was sure she was going to finally open up to her and accept that she’s mated to a human, but alas no matter what she tried she always take one step back. Her life in Y/N’s home was just about her sleeping, staying in her bedroom and occasionally watching TV in the living room. She wasn’t oblivious about all the things that her mate was trying to do. From small talk, to cooking different kinds of food just to see which one Yoonji likes to even buying Yoonji a phone because she said that it’s something she can use if ever there was an emergency. Yoonji felt guilty that despite how rude and such a bitch she was she was still so stubbornly nice and respectful towards her. If it were any other owner or human she might be beaten to a pulp. That’s why she couldn’t for a life of her understand why she said such horrible things towards Y/N when all she wanted was to be a great mate.

Earlier …

Yoonji? A soft knock was heard from the other side of Yoonji’s bedroom. Yoonji ought to reply but she just feels annoyed all day, she thinks that maybe after a very long time that she haven’t felt it, it’s finally time.

Instead of responding to her like a normal being. She opt to swung the door open and gave the most nastiest scowl she can give her. Y/N was a bit surprised to how Yoonji opened the door, but eh? It’s what Yoonji always do. Yoonji’s living with her for nearly four months already so she’s used to her outbursts from the sanctuary to now so she just shrugged and continued on to what she originally wanted to show her.

Sorry to bother you Yoonji, but if you have a minute I just wanted to show you something. Y/N said with enthusiasm that made Yoonji cringe more but followed after her anyway.

Of all things that Y/N could give Yoonji, Yoonji didn’t expect to see such beautiful thing.

Sitting in the middle of the living room was a brand new electric keyboard. It was the one that Yoonji had added in her kart in an online shopping app that she registered in. She dreamed about owning one ever since she watched people on Youtube play it. The sound of a piano or music really made Yoonji feel so relax and at ease. It makes her feel like despite everything that she’d been through there’s always calmness and hope. So why is it making her angry seeing it in the house before her very eyes? … She can’t even understand what Y/N was talking about. The anger, guilt, joy and remorse she was feeling made her snap at Y/N.

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW I’VE BEEN WANTING ONE HUH!

YOU THINK THAT BUYING ME ALL THESE SHIT THAT YOU’VE BEEN GIVING ME FOR THE PAST FEW MONTHS IS GOING TO MAKE ME SUCCUMB TO YOU!!! MAKE ME … MAKE ME PLIANT TO ALL YOUR DIRTY, TWISTED AND SICK MINDED WANTS!

Yoonji shouted at the top of her lungs. She really was fuming, why do you have to be so nice. It was much easier to have you be an evil person than this.

I-I th-thought this will make you happy, you always have a smile on your face whenever I see you listen to music. I even saw you move your fingers in the air like you were playing a piano so I thought it was best to give you one … I’m not giving you these things because I want you to submit to me. I-I just wanted to make you happy. That’s all I wanted to do for you. You deserve it, specially after everything you’ve been though.

AND YOU THOUGHT MATERIAL THINGS WOULD MAKE ME HAPPY! WOULD MAKE ME CONTENT AND SATISFIED. IF THAT’S WHAT MATTERED TO ME I WOULD HAVE TAKEN ALL THE GOLD, JEWELRIES AND MONEY THAT MY DEMON OWNER HAVE OFFERED ME! I-I DON’T EVEN---

With Yoonji’s rampage, she failed to see the hurt and the sorrow written all over Y/N’s face. While Yoonji was in the middle of mumbling profanities towards her she stopped when …

So why stay? Y/N whispered.

What the fuck did you say? Questioned Yoonji.

I said, why are you staying with me when you loath me Yoonji. She said now cold dark eyes staring right at her.

What Y/N said made Yoonji gulp and take a step back. She was speechless, she didn’t know what to say.

Why do you continue living with me when I just remind you that you are tied to someone so disgusting, so horrifying, so perverted, someone intolerable huh? She questioned slightly raising her voice to her.

What made Yoonji’s heart break was when Y/N said.

They said that having a mate will make you feel euphoria. All I wanted was to love my mate and be loved back. I didn’t know that until now I will never be worth it enough to love and be loved.

--

She tried. She knows in her heart that she tried but it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t always enough. When she was young, wanting the love and the attention of her parents. Giving her all in relationships be it friendships and romantic partners. It was Jisoo who stayed and loved her platonically and made her realized her worth and find her passion in looking after hybrids too.

Soulmates are a huge thing in society, even though having a soulmate as a human was rather rare than for hybrids. It’s not taken lightly. When you are given a soulmate you will be considered one of the lucky ones. Someone truly blessed with a partner mind, body, heart and soul connected to each other. So when she found out that she was one of the lucky ones given a soulmate she thank God for her. Y/N knew that it was going to be difficult to win Yoonji over, specially given that Yoonji had a rough life from cruel people before. When they first saw each other in the underground ring, Y/N instantly felt something deep inside of her, she knew that Yoonji felt it too, but Yoonji didn’t want to hope, since she thought that her mate was one of the people enjoying torturing their kind. But when she was rescued by Y/N and was treated as someone special, someone that was truly loved she didn’t how to react hence her lashing out on her every chance she get. Despite her bitchy attitude, Y/N was patient, understanding, caring and dare say loving too. Yoonji thought that Y/N will always stay like that, but today she pushed her too much to the point that all the fight that Y/N have for her seemed like it was gone now. Like Y/N has given up on her completely.

After the exchange that Y/N and Yoonji had in the living room, Y/N excused herself and went to her office. The time reads 12:13 am, and Yoonji never saw or heard Y/N go out of the office. Releasing a huge sigh, Yoonji tried to go to bed and told herself that in the morning she have to make things right with her.

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The smell of coffee permeates the air. Yoonji always loved the smell of coffee, so flicking her tongue out she head out her bedroom. She slowly went to the kitchen when she was greeted by Y/N’s back. She’s cooking breakfast. There are two plates on the table and two mugs of coffee which made Yoonji believe that Y/N doesn’t hate her enough to just make breakfast for herself.

H-hey. Yoonji called out softly. She saw how Y/N tensed up but decided not to comment on it and just sat down on the stool in front of her.

Y/N acknowledge Yoonji with a side glance and continue cooking them some eggs. After she was done she placed their food on each of the plates. Sat down and gestured to Yoonji that she can eat. Yoonji felt how awkward and tense the atmosphere between them was. She wanted to say something, she doesn’t know but she knows she has to say something. When she was about to open her mouth and speak up, Y/N beat her to it.

I’m sorry Yoonji. I didn’t know that keeping you with me made you feel so caged up. I thought that us being mates was enough to make you feel at least okay with me, but I-I guess I was wrong. She told her.

Yoonji felt her stomach twist with how Y/N was still able to apologize when all she did was be a good human, a great mate. It was Yoonji who was supposed to apologize but Y/N continued and say …

So, I sent your papers back in the sanctuary. Don’t worry. I didn’t say anything bad about you. I told them that you need to make your own choices from now. And that you should be able to live your life the way you want it. And if being tied with a mate was something you hate don’t worry because I told them that we aren’t compatible and that you are free to do whatever you want right now.

Hearing those words from Y/N made Yoonji pale. She felt so lost, she knew that Y/N’s patience with her was running thin and that one day she will finally kick her out because she realized that she wasn’t worth it.

You don’t have to worry about money or housing because the sanctuary is willing to help you start a new lif--

NO!

Y/N was startled.

I-I don’t want that! I-I. Yoonji stammered.

Then what the fuck do you want Yoonji! I show you how much I’m happy and in love to have you as my mate, you hate me. I give you a way out, and you don’t want it too. Make up your mind! Y/N yelled.

It was the first time that Y/N ever yelled at her. The first that she showed a different emotion other than being in love with her. It scared Yoonji because Y/N might really think that Yoonji didn’t want this, didn’t want her. So she calmed herself and tried to speak up one more time. But she didn’t know how to say it so instead of talking she raised her arms and yanked Y/N close and wrapped her arms around her. She buried her head on the crook of her neck and stayed their. Y/N visibly stiffened, she wasn’t sure if she was even allowed to reciprocate the skinship Yoonji was giving. Sensing Y/N’s mental dilemma Yoonji whispered.

I’m sorry Y/N, I’m so sorry. I was afraid. I still am. All my life I’ve been looking forward to meet you but now that your really here. I-I’m afraid that one day you’ll realize I’m not someone worth having, keeping and loving. Yoonji said all these with tears streaming down her cheeks.

Y/N was surprised that Yoonji finally opened up to her. She knew how hard it was to think all these things but she’s so proud of Yoonji for pouring her heart out to her. Now she knows what Yoonji felt and she’s hoping for Yoonji to at least give her a chance to try. So, Y/N brought her hands to Yoonji’s cheeks and cup them. She was awestruck, it’s the first time that she’s seen Yoonji up close. She’s so so beautiful, despite having tear stains on her cheeks and having a flushed face. It made her look so adorable.

Thank you baby, thank you for finally telling me how you feel. Y/N said with love and adoration written on her face.

Yoonji feeling Y/N’s hands on her face made her feel so relaxed and comforted. She nuzzled one of Y/N’s hands and pouted. Yoonji sniffed Y/N and let herself finally sink in that her mate smells good and that she’s good. That she’s going to have a wonderful life with her.

You’re so beautiful and cute my baby. Y/N smiled at her.

Hearing those words from her made Yoonji feel shy so she wiggled out of Y/N’s hold and instead nuzzled back on the crook of Y/N’s neck. Y/N chuckled softly and wrapped her arms around Yoonji and started swaying them both slightly from side to side.

There were a lot of things that they have to talk about, they both knew that but it can wait for later. They just wanted to be in each other’s arms for now.

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Logging out of her online classes. She stretch her arms and let out a big yawn. Yoonji just finished presenting her thesis in class and she received amazing feedback from the panel of professors listening to her. Her thesis took so much of her time and energy and now that’s finally out of the way she can finally relax.

Yoonji head out of her small studio room where she practically lives in because she attends online University and also where she works on her music. She went straight to their bedroom and laid in bed and was fast asleep.

She woke up when she felt pleasure between her legs. Opening her eyes, she looked down immediately and wasn’t shocked at what she sees. It’s what she loved waking up to. Being eaten out by the love of her life, her best friend, her mate.

Y/N looked up and their eyes met. She dragged her tongue from her slit to her clit where she suckled it, and released it with a pop.

Hi baby, you always taste so good. Y/N purred.

Feeling overwhelmed with arousal Yoonji tried to grind her pussy on Y/N’s face wanting to feel the pleasure her mate was giving her. She whined when Y/N stood on her knees and was far away from Yoonji’s aching pussy.

Mo-mommyyy pl-pleaassse, Yoonji needs you, my pussy needs you please. She begged her.

Looking down at Yoonji, Y/N can’t deny how beautiful, sexy and intoxicating her Yoonji was. Her cute nipples hard. Her legs spread wide open, giving her an amazing view of her glistening pussy. How smooth, flawless and pink her pussy was. But looking at Yoonji’s face was a stark contrast of her body. Her cheeks pink because of embarrassment and arousal. Her eyes are teary, which shows how needy she is with Y/N’s touch.

Y/N was taken back to reality when Yoonji whimpered and begged again to be filled up by her cock. Who was Y/N to deny such a request from her angel.

Quickly taking out her length. She aligned it at her lips dragging it up and down to get some of her juices on her tip. When Yoonji felt Y/N’s tip on her clit she shuddered, she wants to be full so she whined one more time and cried out when Y/N’s cock was shoved deep inside of her without warning.

Y/N took hold of Yoonji’s hips and started thrusting in and out of her fast.

Yeah, baby you want Mommy fucking you like this huh? Want Mommy pounding her baby’s tiny pussy. Y/N said while fucking her.

The only words coming out of Yoonji’s mouth were slurred words of yesses and Mommy.

With the intense pleasure that Yoonji feels she came right away without warning Y/N. She squirted when she came and the force of her orgasm pushed Y/N’s cock out. So, Y/N just decided to watch her Yoonji’s pussy squirt non-stop because of her orgasm. After a couple of seconds she shoved her cock back in again. Not wanting to let her baby rest. Yoonji loved being fucked multiple times. Because of that Y/N always made sure that Yoonji orgasmed at least three to four times so that she can finally be satiated.

After a couple of rounds later, heavy breaths were only heard in their bedroom as the couple looked up at the ceiling. They were a total mess. When Y/N was finally settled she got out of bed and went to their bathroom to wipe her cock and bring a cloth dipped in warm water so that she can finally clean Yoonji up. Her pussy was oozing with a mixture of her and Y/N’s cum. The bedsheet was also wet because of her squirts from their intense love making. Y/N nearing her she sat down at the bottom of the bed and gently drag the cloth to Yoonji’s pussy which made her whine from the overstimulation.

Mommy ‘sensitive she whined.

I know baby, Mommy’s sorry for going rough on you. Mommy just wanted to have her baby girl again after a couple of weeks of us being busy. I think we needed that. Y/N explained.

Yes Mommy. No worries, it wasn’t rough for me. It felt so so good. Always good whenever you fuck me. She said while grinning at her lover.

That’s great to hear baby. Now, come let’s take a shower. We need to clean up so that we can have dinner and rest for tonight. Y/N told her and Yoonji just nodded her headed.

Yoonji was being lifted up on Y/N’s arms towards the bathroom.

In the closed shower room, the sound of water falling and moans were heard once again.

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4 years later …

Yoonji and Y/N were sitting on a picnic blanket surrounded by the food that they both prepared for their picnic. Whenever spring comes around it has been their tradition to go to a meadow deep inside a mountain trail near their place. This is where the couple just surround themselves with the sweet scent of wild flowers blooming and feeling the cool air on their skin as they laugh and talk about things happening about their lives.

It’s nearing sun down and both was just sitting in comfortable silence. Content to be together and just reflect on what their lives have been after the couple of years they’ve been together. When Yoonji was just staring at the horizon she always made sure to compliment how beautiful the sky was. While Yoonji does so, Y/N’s gaze remains on Yoonji alone, looking at the side profile of her mate. How cute her button nose crinkles when she smiles, how adorable her gummy smile was and her hair being blown by the wind. Yoonji looks ethereal, and Y/N feels so lucky to have her as a mate.

She’s so in love with her that’s why while Yoonji was so distracted she pulled out the ring inside her jacket and called Yoonji’s name.

Yoonji’s eyes grew big when she saw the diamond ring her mate was showing her, she shouldn’t be surprised because Y/N always hinted that she wanted to marry her mated or not but witnessing the scene before her surprised her a lot. Yoonji was so overwhelmed that she can’t say anything and just let the tears on her eyes flow freely down her cheeks. Seeing this made Y/N cup her cheeks and cooed at her.

Baby, why are you crying? Do you not want to marry me? Y/N queried.

Yoonji shook her head immediately and looked up at her mate and stuttered.

O-of c-course, I w-waaannnt too. She sobbed louder.

Hearing her response made Y/N relaxed so she chuckled at Yoonji’s reaction and just cradled her in her arms.

Then will you wear my ring baby? She prodded.

Yoonji offered her left hand and Y/N put the jewelry on her ring finger and kissed her temple afterwards.

T-thank you M-mommy for everything you’ve done for me. Yoonji said.

You don’t need to thank me baby, Y/N chastised.

No, I-I just want to tell you how happy and grateful I am for you. Thank you for rescuing me back in the underground ring. Thank you for being patient and lovely towards me the first months I was out, I know how rude and bitchy I was but instead of giving up on me, you stayed and proved how much you love me. Thank you f-for helping me live my life by going to school, now I’ve graduated and have an amazing job doing music. I c-can’t thank you enough but I will live my life showing you how much I love you. Yoonji proclaimed.

Thank you for telling me all of this my angel, I’ll do the same then too. I’ll live my life showing you how much I love you. Y/N responded.

The couple looked at each other and their lips met, the kiss then became more passionate as the lovers wanted to prove to the other how grateful they are to have each other. Yoonji then whimpered and say Mommy please make love to me. Who was Y/N to deny her mates request so she asked Yoonji to lay down on the picnic blanket they were sitting on. Yoonji looked so beautiful with her hair spread out above her head, one of the strap of her sundress down and she spread her legs wide to show Y/N that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Seeing that made Y/N chuckle.

My angel’s naughty, not wearing panties under her dress she said while going down on her.

Yoonji released a soft moan when she felt Y/N’s tongue lick her clit and suckle it.

Wanna be ready for you always Mommy, she claimed.

That’s my good girl Y/N responded and continued eating her out, within minutes Yoonji came with a gasp. Not letting her recover Y/N immediately released her cock from her underwear and shoved it in her wet pussy. Yoonji whined at how sensitive she was, but didn’t complain once Y/N started thrusting in and out of her.

Your so wet baby, so tight no matter how many times Mommy fucks your tiny pussy. She growled near Yoonji’s ear.

Yoonji just nodded, couldn’t speak up because of the intense pleasure she was experiencing.

Y/N couldn’t get enough of her so she took hold of Yoonji’s legs and brought her knees to her chest. When Yoonji was folded in half, Y/N started fucking her fast and hard. Yoonji started sobbing because with this position she can feel her Mommy deep inside of her, and with that she came with a squirt and despite how she was cumming hard Y/N still rammed her until she came inside her hard. Y/N thrusted a couple more times to ride out her orgasm and when both came down from their high’s they looked at each other and giggled. Y/N kissed Yoonji just because she looked so adorable with her gummy smile and told her I love you. In which Yoonji replied with an I love you too Mommy, so much.

FIN.

Author’s note: Hello there darlings, I hope this story made you fall in love with Min Yoonji, Because I did. If you want to read more of my works, do comment and like the stories I have in this blog and I will write soon – Love Francene Molove.