#a late happy birthday for park jiminie

[littlemessyjessi]

It's late but a very happy birthday to a certain gentleman, Park Jimin.

Happy birthday, Diminie. ✨️

You are very loved and adored.

🤍

[daegucrew]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* jimin’s travel journal ✈️📖 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ | cr happy birthday to our sweetest, selfless, hardworking angel baby! you take care of us and the members and make sure all of us feel so loved. you put your heart and soul into everything you do, from the reassuring hugs you give to the choreographies you practice tirelessly to perfect. I hope that you can feel how much we adore you, and know how comforting your bright smile is, that it always leads us out of the dark and feels like home. we love you so much, jimin! ♡ •́ε•̀٥

[dailyyoonminforever]

𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓭𝓪𝔂, 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓙𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓷

𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆, 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒚, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 ♡

[stormblessed95]

Hey Storm . Hope you loved the Jikook fest on Jimin's Birthday . But I just realised that like Hobi said its a shared space But he didn't know the password only Jikook knew Okaaay!!!! .So HYBE knew they need to Decorate "Happy B Day JM " in Jungkook's studio .With those Balloon in Golden and Purple color . Do every member have a separate studio or only some? But still if that was Jungkook's personal studio then they knew that's were they need to decorate for Jimin or Did Hobi tease them knowingly that its both of their studio .Do they share a studio .And if you know can you tell what's the purpose a studio lol.

So you have jikook questions, but I'm using this to talk about the vlive in its entirety lol Jimin is too beautiful and too pure to be real. My god. English subs were added already so if you haven't seen it subbed yet, you should. You can find the full vlive here:

Jimin starts my saying hello, thanking ARMY for birthday wishes and staff for his cake which says "You're My Park Filter." He lights his candles (he struggles and it's adorable). Talks about how he didn't use to think Birthdays were that important but that this year he was really happy. His family came up to Seoul and he celebrated with them the day before and said that they agreed to have dinner together today too. He also said that he met up with and celebrated with some of his really good friends the night before and that they talked alot about ARMY and how grateful Jimin is for us. He mentioned how grateful he is for all his birthday projects and messages too. He is just the sweetest angel.

He talks about how his hair is really long and he needs to trim it and decide on his hairstyle soon (please please don't cut it, I'm loving it like this!). He talks about how hard they are preparing for the concert. He talks about running and working out lately and how it's making him happy. He also gets giggly and shy explaining how he feels like vlives get awkward when there is silence (we don't mind Jiminie, we just like seeing you!) and asks ARMY to please ask him questions and he will answer them so he knows what to talk about it. Lol

A little after 23 minutes we have the world's cutest phone call. You can see on Jimins face the exact moment he decided to call JK too. The little smile. It's the way his tone shifts and it's clear who he called as soon as he starts talking. And for me, it's the way Jimin playful scolds JK for overworking on his work out. Asks him to come. It's the way he knew exactly what Jungkook was doing at that moment. It wasn't a question of "are you busy" or "what are you doing" or "do you have time".... no it was "are you finished working out?" And then when he hung up the phone we just saw all the feelings, totally lovesick puppy eyes coming out from Jimin completely when he told us Jungkook was coming. Yes baby, we heard 🥺😭 and it's the way JK obviously just dropped everything he was doing and started making his way to the studio as soon as Jimin called because he got there soo fast. @dalloga also made a post explaining the "do you want me to come there?" Moment of the phone call that was really helpful in explaining the significance behind tone and word choice that JK used and why it was very significant to K jikookers, who have been calling this the "married couples phone call" too.

JK literally takes barely over a minute to get there (from supposedly 6 floors away) before we here beeping and he is letting himself in to the studio to join the live where he bows to the camera and they say hello where we get the cutest "I missed you" from Jimin. Please, you knew what he was doing before this and he knew exactly where you were (in his studio) yall probably saw each other 30 minutes ago 😭 they are too cute

JK comes in, sees the cake, relights it (to Jimins shock at how easy he lit the matches cute) and takes it to the door to pretend to come in and have delivered the cake to him. They sing and play a hand clapping game, it looked like patty cake and was cute AF. The giggles were beautiful. Jungkook sits down and Jimin hits us with this beautiful little one liner

He was feeling nervous and awkward about moments of silence in his vlive on his own. He called Jungkook, who dropped everything to come join him. And not even a minute into JK being there, Jimin is already feeling more at ease and comfortable live streaming and talking. You have no idea how soft this makes me. Like for real 🥺😭💜 JK also tells us about how he haircut was supposed to be a surprise for when we saw him during their concert, but he didn't even think twice about getting on vlive and spoiling the surprise if it meant Jimin would be more comfortable.

JK then playfully scolds Jimin about his camera angle. Jimin send he put it up because JK was standing. Jungkook puts it back down because Jimin is the star today 🥺 The way they scold each other is precious. The vibes it gives off! Jimin tells us how he is going to have his mom's cooking for dinner and JK shares that Jimin's mom makes really really good Kimchi. Jimin again expressing how it's a relief to have him there, just for JK to say he has to leave soon to go finish his workout because he was working out with 2 other people and Jimin asking him to stay. Literally I can't with these two... the hand holding through that whole little convo.

Jungkook says that his present for Jimin is currently on its way, being shipped by boat. Lol and jokes that he hasn't been very good lately and getting presents for people. And that next year he is going to try harder to get heartfelt presents for everyone. So is this confirmation that once again, JK only got Jimin a birthday present? Lol they also talk about Jin gifting Jimin mushrooms, which JK immediately knew exactly what kind of mushrooms Jimin was given, well aware of the gift received. Lol

JK asking if it's okay that he has been staying here. Jimin starting to go off of on a tangent about yes of course, ARMY loves all the members, just to turn around to JK puffing out his chest. And his response of slapping them? Yeah, he is never beating the Jimin loves JKs chest allegations. And JK telling Jimin that he is always cheering for him before he leaves (for the first time) before coming back with Jimins requested water and Soju (3 bottles and alcohol, no way Jimin will be thirsty on JKs watch) 🤣 To which our Jungkookie says goodbye again, before we hear a knock and he goes and let's Hobi in, and then also stays. (It's giving me Jimin saying goodbye 15 times and never leaving in NJ vlive vibes lol).

Hobi is the cutest. This segment of the vlive satisfies my 3J heart to its fullest capcity. Hobi talking about how it smells like chicken, all 3 saying they want chicken now. JK saying they should order some, weren't you leaving my guy? You said goodbye like 3 times now. Lmao Jimins reminder that his mother is cooking dinner too 🤣 ahh the domestic vibes are shining here in between the laughter.

We then have the cake comments. Hobi reads Jimins cake "you're my Park filter" which JK clarifies for him that it is because of Jimin's song, Filter. Hobi asks if JK prepared it, JK says yes. Lol I know alot of people think he really did, but I do really just think he was joking here. Jimin looks at him confused before saying that he already told us the staff prepared the cake and they all laugh. It is in line with him joking about delivering the cake to Jimin as well. The lyrics were pulled directly from his song "You're my Filter" with just his name added in there. I do think the staff prepared the cake for him and JK was just cracking a joke here. I'm very willing to be wrong though lol

And then of course we get to the "why are you filming this in his studio?" Hobi says he stopped by just to say Happy Birthday. Then asked but why are you filming in his studio. And then we have a second of awkward silence where Jimin and Jungkook clearly glance over at each other, Jimin looks back at Hobi and shyly looks back down to the ground trying not the laugh with the most flustered smile on his face. Like way to call them out?! Lmao he knew too. Which is why he immediately burst into laughter and hugged Jimin tightly before giving them their excuse, that it is of course a public space. Yes yes, public space, where everyone else needs to be let in but jikook can code themselves in. Lol

To answer your questions, I believe that JK and the rappers are the only ones with their own studios. The other 3 vocalists use general studio space. Correct me please if I am wrong. It is just Jungkook's studio, not both of theirs, Jimin obviously has access and can use it though. The decorations are.... well they are different and more pronounced then the decorations staff did for the others and the color scheme is very purple and yellow which is not something the staff does normally either. Personally, I think JK helped with the decorations. But that is me speculating is all. Jungkook also said he did the decorations at the back of his studio for his own birthday vlive, which were much smaller in scale but he still seemed proud of them. Lol so I don't think its totally off base to think he participated in the decorations here too 😂 and a studio is what they use for producing, writing or otherwise working on their music. JK also uses his for editting his films/photos.

Hobi's face after they do a cap of Soju is taking me out. Lmfao he does not like it at all, but he loves Jimin and so he drank some with him 🥺 lmao I love them. So much. 3J is everything. And the way Jimin jokingly left with them until they pushed him back in (yes, Jimin obviously knows the code).

Jimin came back and continued his live for a little over 20 more minutes after that. He said that after the members visited he felt like the vibe was much better and he was visibly more relaxed. I'm so happy they stopped by for him. The way he talked to JK about how he is awkward and nervous with vlives now when he didn't used to be as much because he hasn't gotten to see army in so long 🥺 I'm glad they stopped by to be with Jimin for a bit and help him relax.

Jimin spends the rest of his time just talking with us, being the angel that he is. Thanking everyone for his birthday projects and the ones he saw. How he is happy. He talks about how at first with the members they didn't all get along all the time because they were all so different, but now after 10 years, the way they feel about each other can't be described with words 🥺 and how he feels that same way about ARMYs too. How it first it felt like the fans were his friends and colleagues, and now that relationship feels beyond friendship that he can't describe with words. "You've become someone I love and miss at the same time." We do not deserve Park Jimin. He is the most precious and kindest soul. "Although I am happy, if I could wish for something, it would be to perform just once." If LA ARMYs aren't screaming their lungs out, I will riot. This is so special for them and for us. Please we need a live stream.

He thanks ARMYs for being born too and asked for our hand 🤣🤣 please Jimin. He spends the last 5ish minutes talking about concert prep, reading comments and again expressing how grateful he is ARMY and his birthday wishes before he turns it off. Seriously the sweetest human ever. And I don't care what anyone says that phone call to Jungkook was sooooo sweet and their entire interaction through since Jimin called him till they left were so insanely boyfriend. I can't handle it.

[whysojiminimnida]

Hi-ee! So, first off, love your blog, love your hashtags and Kevin from Itaewon stories. 😄 Second, I am a Jikooker (Minkooker?) through and through. I don’t believe there is a possibility for any other couple in the group aside from them. And people are probably gonna hate me for being ‘insecure’ after that Vminkook live, butttt, here goes.

If they really were boyfriends (who live together, which I’ve mostly believed (til now??)), isn’t it weird for JM to make note of the fact that JK has been showing up to his room constantly including late at night and also that he just laid on the bed for two hours doing nothing? Like, if that was your boyfriend, especially a live-in bf, that seems like an odd thing to remark on, no? I feel like that would be their usual and assumed behaviour and if JK was sneaking in at 2am for sexy times, why would JM put it out there? Unless he was just teasing JK or trying to shut up antis by saying ‘listen, this guy you think hates me is obsessed with me (because we married but I can’t tell you that part), so leave us alone.’ ??

Whatever their relationship is, it’s obviously beyond close, but this made me question whether it is a full on committed relationship. What do you think?

I will add to this that I also think that JK probably sent JM to Tae’s room first because he did not want to go do that vlive with just Tae. Not any shade to Tae, just him not wanting to feed into that bullshit in any way.

Hi anon!

Listen, I’m not taking up residence in their boxers or anything but I waited until I could watch all three parts of the Live with translations so I could formulate a fair opinion about this.

One thing I'd like to point out: at work they are keeping things chill for the sake of the semi-public to avoid info leaks. Having separate rooms on tour is cheap enough to be a no brainer for the company. But really? We know they’ve been slipping each other room keys for years. I'm sure they do have a special knock but it's in case one of them leaves his key in there.

I mean Jimin already grabbed JeiKei to let him into his own room during Hobi’s birthday Live how long ago? This is not new operating procedure. Rent two rooms, kinda sorta stay in them. It does help keep things semi-professional. Which is not a bad thing when you work with your partner.

On a Human Resources note it also gives them private space in case of a need for that - not just if they had a fight, but what if one of them gets sick or injured? What if one is jet-lagged and the other isn't? They're being treated the same as any other member by having their own rooms. How often they stay in them is their business.

The rest of those Lives was one long improv skit I swear. It’s not that they think we’re stupid - it’s that they know that there are walls on that golden closet they live in. Tae showed zero surprise that "we" hadn't showered and "we" work out together every day and "we" shared a chicken and "we' fall asleep every night laughing [together]. Nobody blinked because it's normal. Just another Monday at the Jeon-Park household. Taehyung didn't bat an eye at patting Jimin's leg - not his own leg, mind you, but Jimin's - for Jungkookie to have a seat. That JK didn't was more out of his constant vigilance for Jimin's face in full view of the camera than anything else. I mean did you see him readjust that thing so Jiminie looked centered? He does it every dang time.

I actually think that the maknae line had decided they'd do a Live together. These things do get discussed. Now, JeiKei may not have immediately been down for it but once Jimin was in, he was in. I agree that he was not going to be doing a Taekook Live without Jiminie. That was not gonna happen. His face when he read some of the Taekook comments was NOT happy. None of them were happy. They were just too professional to say anything onscreen.

But at the end of the Lives we should all know that Jungkook and Jimin are indeed a couple. They spend all their time together. They finish each other's thoughts. They have inside jokes we don't get. They touch each other intimately but casually because they do it all the time. And they both wanted us to know that.

[hellokpopoutfit]

The sky is beautiful tonight.

[xpeachesncream]

off the grid | five

summary: it was as simple as swapping places with a stranger from across the world to get away from everything back home. that is - until you meet Jimin. things become more complicated as he unfolds a new chapter in your life that you were initially trying to avoid.

pairing: reader x pjm

genre: post-college au, christmas/holiday au | angst, fluff, smut (to come)

words: 2.8k

chapter warnings: cussing, alcohol consumption and intoxication, possible inaccurate depiction of transportation, events and whereabouts in South Korea since i only did my research thru the internet, sweet jiminie, fluff, lots of overthinking & slight angst

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"Mm, it sounds like you're having fun which is the most important thing. It's nice to see all the places you've been visiting on your stories." Yoongi replied on the other end as he fixed his position in bed.

"Yeah, I'm really enjoying my time here."

"I can tell." He chuckled. "So, is that guy really Yana's brother?"

"Who said that?"

"Namjoon. He's been hanging out with Yana alot too."

"Surprise, surprise." You said sarcastically as you laughed. Namjoon can be a huge flirt, but nonetheless, he was a great and loyal guy.

"Surprise, surprise to both of you." Yoongi added. "He says Yana is pretty happy about her brother spending time with you though."

"I don't know, Yoongs."

"What is it?"

"I'm just not trying to get attached. I don't live here, you know?"

"Then why do you keep hanging out with him? I'd say you already are."

"Because he's fun, and caring, and super sweet. Just so wholesome and pure." You gushed, explaining all the things right about Jimin. The list can go on. "It's hard to be away from someone who has that kind of energy. His friends are the sweetest things, too. Nothing but good company."

"Which is great, honestly. You deserve someone who can do right by you. But just remember to always look out for yourself, okay?" Not gonna lie, Yoongi was pretty worried for both you and Joon. He knew you both had pasts of sorrow, and the last thing be wanted was for you both to be sad or upset. Don't get him wrong, he's happy you both have been stepping out of your comfort zone and meeting new people like this. He just didn't want you both to get too attached because what if you do go living your life the way it was before Jimin came in? Then, what? Instead of coming back feeling refreshed, would you be even more miserable counting your what if's? "Try not to flood your head with all that mess and just have fun while you're still there. Time is moving pretty quickly."

"Yeah, I know." You sighed. Time was moving pretty quickly. You'd be packing up to head back to LA before you know it.

"What are you doing today?"

"It's Jimin's friend's birthday thing. They're doing dinner and karaoke."

"Sounds dope. Have fun, tell me about it later when you're free. I'll let you finish getting ready."

"I will." You sighed.

"Aye, what did I say?" He whined. "Have fun, don't be sad. You don't need to let it consume you."

"Right." You smiled and quickly shook your head to brush off the lingering thoughts. "Alright, I'll talk to you later. Love you, dude."

"Love you too!" He threw up the peace sign before ending the facetime call. You took one last look in the mirror before finalizing your outfit and look. You didn't wanna do too much in this weather, but at the same time, you still wanted to look good. As you were about to give yourself a little spritz of perfume, a knock came at the door. You hurriedly sprayed a good amount into the air and ran through the perfume cloud before heading downstairs. How else would you put on perfume?

"Hey." You smiled at Jimin as you swung your bag over your shoulder. "Ready?" You furrowed your eyebrows as he hadn't replied. Did you look that bad? Why wasn't ol' boy saying anything?!

"Yeah.." He slowly responded to your question. "You look really good."

"You're not too bad yourself, Park." He sure as hell looked fine in those distressed jeans.

"Mmm, thanks.” He blushed a bit, catching you looking at his thighs poking out from the holes in his jeans. “Uh, the karaoke restaurant thing er, whatever isn't too far, but did you need anything on the way? Tae is driving so I can make him take you." You laughed and shook your head.

"Are a ton of people coming out tonight?"

"Not really. Jin doesn't have friends." You laughed.

"He has you guys, silly."

"Moreso acquaintances that deal with him." You playfully hit him.

"That's not nice!"

"Okay, okay. I'm kidding." He pouted. "God, I wish you cared about me like you do about Jin-hyung."

"That's not even a fair statement being that I've spent most of my time with you."

"Yeah, you're right. I just wanted to hear it."

"You're a piece of work." He winked.

"Hey, I told you that color would look nice on you." He gently ran his fingers down the fabric of your coat.

"It's warm." You snuggled into the coat. "Definitely not making the same mistake I did when we went skating."

"Why, you don't like wearing my jackets?" He chuckled. Boy, was he wrong cause you absolutely did. And you absolutely loved how his scent lingered on your clothes.

"It's not that, I just worry cause you're left in the cold."

"Y/N, I told you, I'm used to this. I'd rather you be okay than me." At this point, you were climbing into the car, with Taehyung in the driver's seat, Jungkook in the passenger's seat and Hoseok near the window. You squished into the middle seat, Jimin and Hoseok's thighs both touching yours. They all yelled their greetings to you as Taehyung began to drive off to the karaoke restaurant. They blasted songs in the car, resulting in all of you dancing and singing along loudly as a warm up for what's to come.

When you had arrived, there were a few unfamiliar faces but the group overall wasn't huge. Jin had reserved a whole room at the back of the restaurant for everyone to eat, drink and sing their hearts out. Jimin had introduced you to Jin's other friends, his hand gently pressed against the small of your back.

"Okay," Jin stood as he rose a shot glass full of soju. "I just wanna say that even though I hate you guys most of the time-" Lots of boo's came from their friend group, making Jin laugh. "I'm still super grateful that we can all be here together to celebrate the most important day in history - my birthday. Cheers!"

"Happy birthday, you asshole!" Jungkook yelled as you and the rest of the group took the soju to the neck. The food came out slowly, but by the time the rest of the orders had arrive, one shot turned into two, then into three, then into four. So on and so forth. You hadn't drank in awhile, being that the last time you got pretty drunk was at Yoongi and Namjoon's apartment and all you had was a whole bottle of wine to yourself. You remember that day clearly; Romeo had promised he'd hang out and spend another night with you, but ended up ignoring you the entire day. You cried so much, feeling so dumb for having let him in yet once again. He was shady like that, and he only came around to apologize and spill a lame ass story when he wanted something from you. Something he knew you'd give even though he wasn't there for you 100%.

But that's in the past and you were leaving it where it belonged. It was a little embarrassing how tipsy you felt right now, but who gave a fuck? You were enjoying yourself with your new friends annnd you had a fine man right next to you. You said what you said, you thought what you thought. No takebacks. This liquid courage has you battling with yourself on whether or not you should try flirting and being a little more touchy with Jimin. Should you give him that signal, or nah?

Time was of the essence.

While the group was singing Tearin' Up My Heart by Nsync together, which was your fucking jam, you and Jin sung your hearts out the most. You had used up so much of your energy that you made yourself comfortable on Jimin's lap after the song was over. At first, you were regretting the move simply because you couldn't see his face. Did he even want this? Is it too late to hop off and run the fuck home?

But you felt his arm snake around your hip and pull you closer to his body.

His other hand held the mic as he started to sing along to the next song that came up in the room while you let your body sink into his. He rested his cheek on your arm, while you watched everyone else get even more wasted. Taehyung wasn't even drunk but he was all over the place, singing and dancing around, doing karate chops in the air and showing off his elegant spins. Jungkook was pretty tipsy and would imitate Taehyung every now and then. Hoseok was next to you and Jimin, but completely minding his own business and laughing at everyone in the room while roasting them at the same time. You didn't want to get too comfortable on Jimin or else you'd feel bad, so you tried to wiggle off but he wouldn't let you.

"Where are you going?"

"Aren't you tired?"

"Of holding onto you? No."

"I feel bad."

"Don't. I like having you close to me." His puppy dog eyes looked up at you as he continued to rest his cheek against your arm and hug you tighter. If you weren't in a room full of people, you were pretty sure you'd kiss him right now. But, you kept yourself together and instead smile toothlessly and pinched his cheek. You both continued to sing along and join the group in the chaos, Tae even coming towards you two at one point to have you guys stand and dance with everyone.

The two hours had gone by quickly, with everyone's voices raspy as shit from all the yelling and singing. Jin's childhood friends had gone their separate ways, while you, Jimin, JK, Tae, Hoseok and Jin decided to walk around town. There were a bunch of flyers up for a fair that was going on in the next town, so everyone ended up having to squeeze in the car, with you being on Jimin's lap once again. You tried to duck and keep your body low just to make sure Taehyung wouldn't get in trouble for hauling more than the maximum amount of people in the car, with Jimin's hands comfortably resting on your thighs.

"Let's go on that ride!" Jin pointed at the boat that swung highly from side to side.

"It goes so high." Hoseok made a sour face. "I don't think I'll make it out alive."'

"Come on!"

"Is this a good idea?" Jungkook laughed. "We just ate and had drinks." Jin pointed at him and nodded. He had a point. You all were still definitely tipsy off the alcohol, besides Tae being the sober one. He wasn't going to go on the ride alone, though.

"You're right." Jin laughed. "That makes it even better." He began to run over, making the rest of you follow him.

"You're such a dummy." Jungkook and Jin continued to playfully fight and bicker on the way to the ride.

"Ah, I'm nervous!" Jimin groaned as your group headed to the entrance.

"Are you afraid of heights?"

"No, but I don't like that feeling you get." He rubbed his tummy to signal the butterfly feeling you get after big drops on rides.

"You'll be okay." You laughed. "It'll be over before you know it."

"Can I hold onto you?" He chuckled as he intertwined his fingers with yours. You simply nodded as you both followed Jungkook to the backseat, with Taehyung, Hoseok and Jin in the seat in front of you. The ride filled up quickly and started shortly after the last person boarded. Even with the slightest tilt, both Jimin and Hoseok were screaming, with Jimin damn near cutting off the circulation to your hands. His grip became tighter every time your side of the boat tilted upwards. He would close his eyes and dig his head into your shoulder every now and then, making you and Jungkook cry from the laughter, mixed with the wind hitting your face every time the boat swung. But with all good things, the ride comes to an end.

"See, that wasn't so bad." You lightly patted his chest.

"Agh, I hate it." He groaned as he grabbed his chest and continued to get himself together, making you laugh. Hoseok was pretty much checked out after that ride and was certain he wasn't getting on anything else that night. You all continued to walk through the fair, stopping to play games and win little stuffed animal prizes before riding on rides that were a little bit more lowkey. Once you've reached the end, you noticed there was a crowd gathered around, standing and looking out at the view.

"Jimin, let's go." You nodded towards the crowd. You held his hand and led the way, seeing the fireworks starting to pop off. You squeezed your way to get through the front as much as possible until you found the perfect spot, where no one was in front of your view and there was no one lingering around to potentially block it. "It's so pretty!" You looked ahead at the colorful fireworks. You leaned your body against Jimin's, signaling that you were comfortable with his presence behind you. You felt his arms snake around your neck, hugging you tightly. You rested your hands on his arms, and tilted your head sideways, making Jimin rest his cheek against your temple.

"You're so beautiful, Y/N." He says, softly near your ear.

"Jimin." You squeezed his arm.

"I mean it." His thumb caressed your shoulder. "I'm really happy to be spending time with you."

"I am, too." You kept your eyes on the fireworks. He gently pressed his lips against your temple and continued to hold you close.

"Sorry, I-I should have—" He stumbled on his words, a little shy about having placed that kiss on your temple without asking if you felt comfortable first.

"No, you're okay." You grabbed his hand and placed a kiss on top to reassure him. He placed another gentle kiss on the side of your head before holding onto you tightly as you watched the rest of the show. 

After the fireworks were over, the speakers started to blast some pretty ubpeat songs, making Jimin grab your hand and twirl you around. He held your hand as you both began to dance around freely, you both showing off your random, but cute dance moves to each other. Sooner or later, the rest of the troop gathered around and danced along with the both of you. It got a little crazy and chaotic at some points, but nonetheless, it was such a perfect way to end the night. Once people started to disappear slowly, you all called it a night. Taehyung drove you home first and said his goodbyes, while Jungkook and Hoseok sleepily waved in their seats. Jin pulled you into the tightest hug before climbing back into the car and blowing you a kiss from the window, making Jimin roll his eyes.

"I'm so tired." You yawned and sleepily said as you climbed up the stairs to the loft.

"Did you have fun?"

"Of course I did. Thank you." You swung your arms around him for a tight hug. Pulling away, he kept his eyes on you. You figured, this was it. He was gonna lay one on you and that would be the end of you. But, he doesn't. Instead, he brushes the hair out of your face. He's having an internal battle of whether or not he should though, because after tonight, he really, really wanted to. But he also wanted to do right by you.

"No problem. I'll see you later, yeah? Sleep tight, Y/N." He caresses your cheek before slowly backing away with his hands retreating into his pockets.

"Goodnight, Jimin." You softly respond. Jimin is honestly cursing the fuck out of himself right now as he's slowly heading down the stairs. Why didn't he just do it? Why was he acting scared all of a sudden? Why—

"Fuck it." He says to himself as he races back up before you can completely shut the door. "Wait, Y/N!"

"Hm?" You say as you peek your head out from the door. Jimin rushes over and gently grabs your face, pressing his plump lips onto yours. His thumb caresses your cheek while you continue to kiss back, not wanting to break the kiss.

"That's better." He says, chuckling. You bite onto your bottom lip before tiptoeing to give him one last peck for the road.

The fireworks, the butterflies. You weren't expecting this to be a part of your trip, and now you just wanted it 24/7. He unleashed this new and exciting side of things that made you want to keep exploring, as long as he was there by your side. Nothing else really mattered at that moment.

Not LA, not Romeo, not anything back home.

Alexa, play: Forever x Chris Brown

[bts-ficrecs]

a happy, happy birthday to my sweetest love, Park Jimin. the love and adoration and admiration i have for him is forever growing and evolving. happy Jimtober to him and to all of his babies aka us <3

pls enjoy this smol list of Jimin fics and luv him and luv the writers!!~

boys_charlie_xcx.mp3 by obiwrites (AO3)

fluff

Min Yoongi is positive that you and Park Jimin share exactly one brain cell, and Jimin hogs it for the most part.

Dairy Kink by @mygsii​​

smut

You’ve always had a bad sweet tooth, and perhaps that’s why you find yourself at your local dairy queen at odd hours of the night. Fortunately, it seems like a specific worker always has the night shifts.

Firecracker by @ratedbangtann​

smut

Now that you had worked your way up to the advanced contemporary class, you had to face your most trying challenge yet; Park Jimin. The man was infuriating, always picking on you, giving you so many reasons to hate him including one very, very humiliating nickname… Firecracker. But when you have to dance with him one evening, the tension builds and builds and spills over. Perhaps you need to… reflect… on your behaviour?

I Do (want to love you) by @taeverie​​

fluff

There is only one word to describe your life, and it is simple; there are a million words to define Park Jimin’s sphere and the few are extravagant, prodigal — affluent, especially. Though despite the stark differences between your plain world and Jimin’s riches, you both find a common ground within the universe of love.

Little Helpers by @cupofteaguk​​

fluff

In which some children are more assertive than adults will ever be—especially if it means bringing together two of their favorite people.

Lower by @parkmuse​​​

fluff, smut

After six months you finally break the sexual tension… with phone sex.

Make It Right by @moononthejoon​​

fluff, angst, smut

With his sister married and living a happy life, maybe its time to get the king a queen too, but of course, that idea didn’t come from him.

Nothing a Lil Green Can’t Fix by @threeletterslife​​​

fluff, angst

Imagine having a best friend so crazy you have to have 911 on speed dial. Turns out that you are that friend. And it’s up to Park Jimin to keep you from facing disaster.

Notes To Find You by @luckyjisung​​

fluff, smut

You returned home from work to an empty house and the love of your life nowhere to be found. Guided by a series of love letters, you are led on a journey reconnecting you to the timeline of your love story. Where did you begin and how will you find him?

“Oops.” - Jungkook, 2019 by @idroppedthesope​​​

fluff, angst, smut, ongoing series

Having caught Daesung dipping his wick in your sister’s VAT of wax one too many times, you’ve reached the decision to move out. And of course, your crackhead of a best friend, Jungkook, is going to help ensure your new roommate is perfect. Jimin is a female name, right?

Outside Looking In by obiwrites (AO3)

fluff, angst

You and Park Jimin have known each other since you were just a bunch of rugrats tearing up his familys farm—a byproduct of being best friends with your older cousin. And while it might’ve been Hobi who’d introduced the two of you, you were in no uncertain terms off limits to his friends. But now that you and Jimin are older and he’s reeling from heartbreak dealt at the hands of a certain city girl—how long will that last?

Point of No Return by @wwilloww​​

fluff, smut

Both Jimin and you are determined to never act on the feelings you hold for one another. Instead, you’d rather shove it down, somewhere deep, dark, and inaccessible. So what do you get when you mix a broken furnace, an old victorian home, a little bit of jealousy in the club, and a need to keep warm together? A mess.

Snow, Don’t Tell by @stutterfly​​

fluff, smut

Granny Park’s Gossip: Jimin is the sweetest boy around, no comparison. Always ready to listen to my stories, visits me regularly and tells me all sorts of tales about those friends of his. Might as well adopt them all, I know so much about them! Jiminie’s the best grandson anyone could ask for, really, a little angel, and his little gang of friends is quite the hoot. He’s been a little quiet about himself lately, though. Kept going on and on about that neighbor of his, how cute she always looks and how he likes to help her with her groceries, but I think maybe I teased him just a little too much about that crush of his. Maybe he’ll figure out a way to get closer to her this holiday season, because who knows how much longer he’ll pine over the girl if he doesn’t.

The Duality of Man by @taesthetes​​

fluff

Once again, soft boys with pretty smiles—specifically one named Park Jimin—will surely be the death of you.

The Skirt by obiwrites (AO3)

fluff, angst

Jimin was the furthest thing from a friend—definitely not someone you’d ever take for the consoling type and especially not when it came to you. The two of you liked each other about as much as cats and dogs. For reasons beyond you you’d just grown up hating each other. Jimin was your neighborhoods resident douchebag and had mocked you mercilessly growing up. You’d always been a tomboy, ‘fashionably challenged’ as he’d called you. But something or rather someone had spurred a change as of late. And it definitely didn’t go unnoticed by Jimin.

Viscum: Dark Parasite by @darknytemare​​​

fluff, angst

Christmas is… dead. It has been for too long a time. You believe in an old tradition that could not only save Christmas but restore much-needed joy to the world. There’s just one small problem. The answer involves a rare strain of mistletoe and kissing the Spirit of Christmas.

[the-girl-who-sang]

#HappyJiminDay #to_JIMIN #HAPPY_BIRTHDAY_JIMINIE My lovely charming prince Jiminie, Since the first time I saw you, I felt deeply inside of my heart, that you were one of the purest souls I ever met in my life. Your essence of light, joy and kindness overflows everywhere you pass, bringing to our hearts, the most heartwarming sensation of peace and caring!!! Perhaps for you, who are always surrounded by love and sure to constantly hear how loved and amazing you are, it may seem silly, but please believe me when I say that you are one of the most precious human beings who has ever lived in this Earth... I know lately things have been tough... I think for everyone in the world. I know you have been demanding a lot about your work and this has affected your health. So I want to ask you something like a special request: please Jimin, take care of your health!!! Today, more than ever, I want to thank the Lord for allowing me to live in the same world as you, learn from you and grow by your side. Happy Birthday Jimin-ssi!! All the best things in this world, I wish you!!! Many happinesses and achievements!!! May God protect, enlighten and guide your steps!!! Thank you so much for being an inspiration to us all. Thank you so much for giving us so much motivation and courage. Thank you so much for being so brave. Thank you so much for never giving up. Thank you so much for always be a light in our way. Thank you so much for never change who you are. Thank you for... Exist! And never forget: I’m here with you and for you, don’t matter what happens. I’ll stay by your side, because I love you, not because you’re Jimin from BTS, but because you’re Park Jimin, just our lovely ChimChim, and you’re so much more than the eyes can see… I honestly love you so, I love the person you’re, I love the Jiminie behind the myth. I love who you’re inside, even though I know that only by my heart ♡ Yasmin de Carvalho - Brazil. 13.10.2021, 00:00hs. #miewgic #미ewgic 💙 🥳✨🤗🌠🐥💛🌟🎈🎁🎂🎊🎉💐💖🎶🎵🎤🕺🌌 #to_JIMIN #to_JM #BTS_JIMIN #Happy_Birthday_Jiminie #HappyJiminDay #JIMINDAY #OurAngelJimin #LightOfOctober #WithJiminTillTheEnd #HappinessFairyJimin #JIMINTOBER https://www.instagram.com/p/CU_Ys1ToB1n/?utm_medium=tumblr

[softlyjiminie]

happy birthday, my love | p.j.m

⇢ pairing(s): boyfriend!park jimin x reader.

⇢ word count: 1.3K

⇢ genre: fluff, angst, long distance relationship!au, idol!au.

⇢ summary: it’s one of those birthdays, where jimin is without you and the distance is killing him.

⇢ warning(s): please read!  a little angst, swearing.

⇢ author’s note(s): hi guys! its currently 11:40 something pm GMT time so i'm posting this little drabble while it’s still jiminie’s birthday, i hope you goys enjoy!

��happy birthday, my love!” was the first thing you said to jimin as the screen illuminated on his computer. he was in his usual spot in whatever hotel room it was, by the the balcony with the lights streaming in through the curtains. it’s about mid day, october twelfth and jimin has a few hours to kill before show time. a small, albeit, sad smile dances across his lips as he watches you pull out a party popper and laugh until he sees your smile lines. 

he tries to ignore the dark circles under your eyes from staying up late. it’s midnight for you and he knows that you’re tired. he ignores the time zones and puts on a front. because he knows that you stayed up just for him. 

“thank you my darling.” he nods simply, fingers decorated with rings, touching the screen as if you were holding hands. you mirror his actions, beaming when the party hat you wore tilts to the side. jimin’s heart aches. 

“i know there’s twelve more hours for you,”  you whisper into the darkness of your own room, bound by blankets and headphones tucked in. “but i wanted to be the first, even if i am early.” 

jimin nods, hiding his wince whilst you hide your yawn. you speak again. “why aren’t you smiling?” 

“i can’t,” he mumbles back, the habit he has of driving his hands through his thick black hair coming forth again. his heart sinks in his chest at your disappointed face, knowing you stayed up for this call to see him. “not when you’re not with me like we planned.” 

he sees your frown, he knows you’re hurt too. “my love, you know i’m impossibly sorry that i couldn’t  make it, things came up and i just can’t afford it-“ you try to reason with him, memories of this same conversation relaying in his head.

“let me bring you out here...let me do something for you...” 

you shake your head, and jimin leans back in his chair. he admired your humbleness, he loved how stubborn you were but he craved you to be close and to feel your skin on his. cherry lips between your teeth, you sigh and reach out to the screen with your hand again. “you know i couldn’t take a gift from you, especially on your day.”

he nods painfully, looking away and avoiding the lump in his throat. he won’t say much to you know, the ache in his chest growing like the distance between you. the next few moments are spent in an overbearing silence, you watching jimin and jimin watching you. a knock on his door raising a sad smile to your lips as you lean forward and press a kiss to the screen. 

“happy birthday my love,” you whisper, a slight waver in your voice as you tilt your head to look at him. “i love you.”

jimin didn’t have time to say it back.

he smiles but his heart does not smile with him, you’d think being surrounded by thousands of fans who were all there just for him, he would have his spirits lifted. 

but jimin was tired, his body was stiff and his heart ached. he couldn’t see your face in the crowd like he had planned. he couldn’t feel happy. 

and yet, in honour of his birthday, while his beloved army sung their hearts out for him, jimin smiled. his crescent moon eyes creasing at the corner to the point where he couldn’t see, and where the tears wouldn’t fall for all of them to see. 

the stage lights dimmed and he begun to descend back stage, where his body sagged and his emotions reined free. namjoon was on next, giving jimin a pity full  grin as it was all he had time for. the stylists dabbed and danced around jimin, fixing his hair and touching up his make up. his bottom lip couldn’t help but wobble when seokjin approached him, concerned.

“jiminie...” elder mumbled, drawing the attention of the others members dotted around the room. “how’re you holding up?” 

the younger let the dam break, curling into his hyung who wrapped him up in his broad arms. jimin cried, like a child, he cried as tears fell and drifted down the apples of his cheeks. “i miss her hyung, i want to go home, i miss her.” he sniffled, not caring about the stage make up that had begun to run.

“i know you do chim but-“

“no...you don’t know!” the dancer counters, his chest heaving from heavy emotions and words that weighed down his mind. “you don’t know what it’s like to not see her everyday, to not be able to hold her whenever i want, to kiss her whenever i want. ive been looking at her through a screen for this entire time, touching the screen at the same time as she just to feel something. every time we travel i feel us getting further apart and i see her heart shattering but there’s nothing i can do because i can’t comfort her. i can’t even comfort myself, hyung...” 

the room was rendered silent, the only sound coming from namjoon performing on stage. jimin’s breathing was ragged, his hyungs and the maknaes watched over him worriedly. jungkook and taehyung being the most concerned, jimin was usually so bright and it pained them to see the oldest of their trio hurt so badly.

yoongi gave the singer a light massage to his back, a sort of comfort. “let’s get through tonight jimin, it’ll all be over soon.” 

at 00:00 on october thirteenth, jimin hit the soft sheets of his five star hotel bed. his dark hair splaying out across the whites, as he lay in silence. it was his birthday now. he was meant to be a year older, a year wiser. and yet he felt that he’d only stayed the same. 

if you were here, you would tell him how he didn’t need you to feel changed. that you didn’t complete each other but we’re instead equals, soulmates. but him being him would always feel as if a piece of himself were missing without you. 

his only wish for midnight, was for you to be with him on his birthday.

“room service!” someone calls from the other side of the door, knocking gently. he didn’t order anything, jimin frowns, rolling over and putting his phone down. dozens and thousands of notifications streaming in from his fans to wish him a happy birthday. he didn’t want to move.

the person knocks again, only irritating jimin as he tries to cover his ears and drown in his own self sorrow. knockknockkock, room service! they call again and again until finally-

“park jimin i swear to god if you don’t open this door right now i’m going home.”

 his head full of midnight black hair pops up at the sound of the voice, stumbling out of bed half dressed and rushing to the door. jimin wastes not a second longer tearing it up and throwing his arms over you, not even giving you a second to register what’s happening.

his brain is frazzled, a series of short circuits with a million and one burning questions to ask. you’re here, with him. in the flesh and blood, the touch of your hand on his cheek bringing him back to reality as it sears through him. “Y-YN?” he breathes, whiskey eyes fluttering across your face as if you confirm you’re real. “how did you get here? when did you get here? what are you doing here?” 

“so many questions, my love...” you smile, pressing a small kiss to jimin’s nose as he holds you close. your scent relaxes his racing mind and his heart finally smiles along with him. “the boys did a good job keeping it a surprise, i planned to show up during your set onstage, but i got delayed a bit, but im here now and for the rest of the tour!” 

jimin hugs you close, nuzzling into your neck as he inhales. he doesn’t need to say much for you to know that he loves you. and instead of speaking, you hold him tight and whisper.

“i’m here now, happy birthday my love.”

[smolkooks]

fruit cakes - p. jimin

pairing: idol!jimin x baker!reader, idolverse 

word count: 1.6k 

warnings: none 

summary: jimin was only looking to buy a birthday cake, but he found you instead; tiny, adorable you. alternatively, jimin finally finds somebody with smaller hands than his. 

a/n: hey everyone! i’m finally back with another fic, this time a it’s shorter, but very very cute <3 hope you enjoy yay

( please do not plagiarise my work! )

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It must’ve been a Wednesday morning; something arbitrary like that. Jimin was standing outside of a bakery, staring through the window at the array of cakes that were arranged inside of the glass refrigerator.

He was pretty sure it was Namjoon birthday in a few days, and he distantly remembered being designated by his fellow group members to be the cake-buyer this year. That meant he’d have to put in an order soon, otherwise he’d never hear the end of it. He could almost hear Jungkook’s voice already—Jiminie-hyung, remember when you forgot to buy Namjoon-hyung’s birthday cake?—and the thought of it made him roll his eyes and snicker a bit, at the same time.

He loved Jungkook, he really did, but he knew that the youngest would never miss an opportunity to tease him. Better not give him a chance, then, he thought to himself determinedly, making his way to the entrance of the bakery so that he could make an order before he forgot. A little voice in the back of his head told him it was too late for that, Jungkook already had plenty of things to tease him about, but he shoved that thought away.

As Jimin pushed the door open, he was immediately met with a cool air-conditioned breeze. He breathed it in happily, grateful for the coolness on the slightly warmer day. Along with the air-conditioned cool, he also caught the sweet aroma of frosting and strawberries, which successfully drew him towards the cake fridge, located right by the counter. The counter was empty, at the moment, but a soft clanging in the back of the bakery suggested that the owner was baking.

He hadn’t come to this bakery before, but a bit of wandering had brought him to this quieter side of Seoul. It was a nice break from the fans constantly following behind him, because the more elderly population here had less of a care for idols like him. Also, he kept his face mask on and his bucket hat low on his eyes, so that most of his face was covered.

It seemed the trip here had been worth it, because Jimin was sure he hadn’t seen more adorable cakes in his life—they were frosted perfectly, the icing laced along the sides and the base, strawberries and various fruits decorating the top and forming beautiful patterns. The cakes were almost like sculptures in themselves, and he quickly picked one for Namjoon. He wasn’t sure if his hyung liked fruit cakes, but Jimin personally loved them—so he decided that if Namjoon didn’t like the cake then he’d just eat it himself. It was a win-win situation, honestly, although he found it hard to believe that anybody could not-like a cake from here, when they were all so gorgeous.

Even though he’d chosen out a cake—a big one with lots of fruit and lots of strawberries, he needed to make an order for it, and possibly also think of a funny message to be written on it. So, he carefully knocked on the bench of the counter and called out, “Hello? I’d like to order a cake.” There was some commotion in the back, the sound of a tray being put down against a bench, and then you appeared around the corner, hastily brushing flower off of your face and apron. He watched curiously as you pulled off your gloves and set them in the sink, then made your way over to the counter. Jimin hoped that he didn’t look too strange, or suspicious, dressed so darkly with his face covered, but he couldn’t risk anything. He didn’t want anyone to make a drama out of him being here and cause anybody any trouble.

You were probably around his age, but god, you were tiny, he noted affectionately—well, as affectionately as possible when it came to a stranger. But it wasn’t a lie; you were so tiny and so cute, especially with flower smudged across your cheek and a bright smile lighting up your features.

“Which one did you want to order?” You asked, shuffling through some folders in the cabinet next to the counter before finally pulling out a sheet—an order form, it read at the top, and you handed it to him.

He took it gingerly, before pointing to the one he’d chosen, “I’d like this one, please. Would it be alright to get it personalised?”

Jimin felt himself blush when your smile widened with his question, “Of course! Just fill out this form, are you getting it for a friend, or…?” You gave him a pen, and he took it gratefully.

“Um, yeah, a friend,” He said, uncapping the pen and beginning to write—attempting to subtly hide his name with his arm, but then his hat fell too low and he couldn’t see—

Frustrated, he pulled off his hat and ran a hand through his hair, hoping that it didn’t look too messy, and then returned to filling out the form, putting in the order information that was required.

You were freaking out. You’d thought that the guy was kind of strange at first; after all, usually only familiars from the area came here, but this guy was completely new. Secondly, he was dressed in all black, with his face basically completely covered. Thirdly, his voice sounded unbelievably nice—far too nice for an odd stranger, no, customer in your bakery. But, after all, he hadn’t done anything wrong. In fact, he’d been extremely polite, so much so that it kind of had you flustered. Not in a weird way, though.

But then he’d taken off his hat, and you finally saw his eyes, and his hair, which was dyed a lighter brown at the tips—it seemed to have grown out, but it still looked so good. You hoped you weren’t blushing; that would be absolutely embarrassing and just—

You forced yourself back into the present, focusing on not being a weirdo, but then he handed you the paper back and smiled and his eyes crinkled into these adorable crescent moons and you were sure you were blushing now. Especially when his hand brushed yours as he gave you the pen back. His eyes seemed to snag on your hand for a second, widening, and then his smile broadened, although he didn’t say anything—opening his mouth, and then closing it again. “Thank you,” He said instead of whatever it was he was going to say—and you couldn’t help but find yourself feeling a little bit disappointed.

You saw his name—Park Jimin—why had he been trying to hide that? Park Jimin was a pretty common name for a Korean guy… “Thanks, you can pick up your cake on the day of, that’s all for your order,” You managed to say, biting your lip to stop yourself from saying anything you’d regret. You fixated your attention, rather, on making sure that you filed the order form in the right place, with all of the others you’d received, so that you would be able to find it later on. You were about to return to the back room—after all, your job was finished, he had his cake ordered, and you had to find a place to hide so that he wouldn’t see your bright blush, but then he said—

“Your hands are really small!”

When you whipped around, stunned and confused, he flushed, “I’m sorry, that was really weird, I just—uh, well, my friends always tease me for having tiny hands, and I got really excited when I saw yours were really small too—I’m sorry, that’s weird, I’m weirding you out, I’ll just—thanks for the—,”

“No, no, it’s alright,” You said, still confused but also finding the man—Jimin—strangely endearing, “I do have very small hands. But they’re good for when I need to make pretty cakes. Precision,” You wiggled your fingers in the air and Jimin seemed to visibly sag in relief at your response, his smile becoming brighter, if that was possible.

“Here.” In a sudden surge of confidence, you approached the counter again, so that you were close enough to him. You raised your hand and held out your palm, gesturing for him to put his against it. He did, and you caught the light blush on his ears, which elicited a soft giggle from you. Indeed, your hands were smaller than his—quite a bit smaller, because he was able to fold his fingers over yours with no trouble.

He seemed to be in absolute bliss as he said, “Oh, my god, you have no idea how happy I am right now.”

“Why? Because you finally found someone with smaller hands than you?” You teased.

“No, because your hands are so cute,” He said, poking your hand playfully.

Jimin was sure he’d ruined it and scared you away the moment he blurted out those words, but instead, it seemed to have broken the ice. Suddenly, his thoughts became less consumed by Namjoon’s birthday cake, and more by the adorable girl behind the counter with the small, adorable hands. He could almost hear Jungkook’s voice already, Jiminie-hyung, remember that time you went to buy Namjoon-hyung’s cake and fell in love with th—

He cut that thought off so that he wouldn’t start blushing again. Instead, he focused on admiring the cute smile on your lips as you told him about your bakery.

Your brightness was all that mattered in that moment, and Jimin was captivated by it.

Absolutely entranced.

[youarejesting]

BTS Seoul mates: Flower Couple.4

[MASTERLIST]

Pairing: Jin x Reader

Summary: Jin has always had the words written on his wrist and when the fans found out they all took turns claiming to be his one and only. However, after a tiring fanmeet and greet Jin finds His Destiny. His Seoul mate.

Announcement:

I am sorry I have failed you.

I was planning on writing a fair amount tonight but I actually think I have a cold my throat has seriously started to burn, I might take some medicine and sleep it off if I can otherwise I might make it worse I am so sorry.

Jin looked beautiful as ever. However, he felt like a wreck. They had performed on stage at the Melon Music Awards. It was an elaborate work of art that had taken weeks to prepare training gruelling hours to perform perfectly and it all paid off. Except for the minor setback to Namjoon’s package, but he was hearing about it now. 

“I swear I was going to die, I was changing a new timing belt, and you decided it was a good time to hit yourself in the balls, I have never received a hit to the vagina before. Hell, I was crying on the repair and service floor. How are your balls?”

Jhope and Jungkook broke out in laughter. They had never heard anyone outright ask such a personal and hilarious question. They knew he would never be able to live it down. 

Namjoon blushed quietly trying to answer, “they are fine, we have to go, so I will call you when we get back to the hotel”

Jimin turned to Jin and grabbed his shoulder, looking seriously concerned. “Jin, How are your balls”

“What’s wrong with your balls?” You said walking into the dressing room with the other soulmates who stopped looking serious. The room fell silent at your words for a mere second before the boys erupted in laughter, Namjoon’s face turned bright red. 

Jimin laughed with his whole body and slipped off the arm of the couch, falling onto his plump backside. Aster rushed to his side lifting him bending him over the arm “Jiminie your poor Jibooty” Giggling and practically laying over him Aster rubbed Jimin’s butt making sure he didn’t break his tail bone. Well, that’s what Jin thought she was doing until she gasped looking Jin dead in the eyes. “Oh no Jimin your butt, it’s cracked in two”

The band members and their soulmates were hysterically falling over one another at the jokes and they took two large Starex vans back to Hannam The Hill. They passed through the security and parked in the lock-up garage. Namjoon Groaned getting out of the van still a little tender. They all headed up to their adjacent apartments in the elevator. The group separated and Jin went to his room and showered, scrubbing the sweat and fine dust from his skin.

He didn’t want to leave the shower, his muscles in his hips and shoulder alluding to his hard work on stage. After finally leaving the shower, he dried his hair and felt a warm feeling on his rest. The link between you and Jin was still strong. When Jin or yourself touched the words on your wrists, the other was always able to feel it. It was a warm tingle like a secure hand wrapping around your wrist.

He placed his lips to the mark and walked out to his room. There you sat on his bed fresh from a shower and your hair dry, you were wearing an oversized RJ shirt and underwear with RJ on the back, but you knew he didn’t know this because you were tucked under the blankets. 

“I am so tired, my beautiful blossom” He sighed pulling back the blankets, he saw a small splash of colour on your shirt and moved the blanket back entirely. “Ah, my son” 

“Yeah, I ordered some stuff I thought you might like”

“I love it,” he said staring at the ceiling, “I would kiss you but I am exhausted my sweetpea”

“It’s okay, I understand, you get some beauty sleep, but not too much I can only fight off so many girls”

“come here, my flower and lay in my arms” 

“Are you sure?” 

“Yeah, but can roll me to face you and move my arms around you”

“You're so tired” cooing as you turned him onto his side and lifted his arm and wrapped it around your waist pressing your lips to his sharing a sweet and slow kiss.

He whispered against your lips, “I keep falling in love with you over and over again”

You gently massaged his shoulders and chest trying to relieve the muscles he had exerted on stage. All while sharing sweet kisses that tasted like the strawberry champagne they had all been drinking at the MMA’s.

Waking early, all the Soulmates had decided to make the boys some pancakes as their own celebratory gift. They had snuck out of their rooms and Beau was laughing silently holding her side. She tried to explain between fits of silent laughter and wheezing that she had to tie Jungkook to the bed so he would follow and they all giggled getting to work.

Each taking care to make their own personal pancakes, Beau and Iris made extra for Namjoon and Hoseok who were texted to stay in bed when they work. Delivering the trays to Namjoon and Hoseok first, they congratulated them and move on to their rooms to spoil their men. Stepping inside you smiled at Jin who was laying in bed awake.

“Can you take the tray honey,” Watching him eating happily was a blessing, you turned and slipped off the pants so you could be comfortable in shirt and underwear once more. Jin coughed a piece of pancake from his trachea. 

“You have RJ on your panties” he shouted laughing loudly, and you heard laughing from the next room.

“Babe, can you wear, Chimmy underwear?” Jimin’s voice was muffled through the wall and Aster couldn’t stop laughing. “I won’t accept anything less than Chimmy underwear”

“What about if Aster wore no underwear Jimin?” Melody called from across the hall. Jin looked at you. His mouth fell open. You both covered your mouths laughing at the trouble you had started.

“I believe you would prefer my love when you aren’t wearing any underwear, my beautiful melody,” Yoongi’s voice could just be heard followed by a squeal. 

“Yoongi you just got golden syrup on my elbow”

“Let me get that for you”

“Can you guys get a room?” Jhope groaned, “Why are all of you in our apartment, anyway”

“Because Jungkook is in the other apartment and well, we can’t deal with the commotion” 

 It was late in the morning when the two of you emerged from the bed the boys had free time on their schedule until just after Jin’s birthday. Where they were heading to Japan for the magic shop Fanmeet. And for the first time ever you would go on stage and introduce yourselves to the fans and be included in some activities.

You were a little nervous; you had learnt Korean when you realized the first words your soulmate said to you were in Korean. But you didn’t know Japanese. All the girls seemed nervous about this, except Aster who had actually learnt Japanese before Korean and would often mix her languages together.

Iris was still learning Korean and was slowly getting closer with the other soulmates and band members. Beau being smart like Namjoon was picking up the concepts of speech quite easily. Jin couldn’t wait to show the army their soul mates. 

He walked into the room to hear you practising your speech. “Hello Army, My name is y/n. I am so happy to be here in Japan and I have had so many wonderful and unique experiences since arriving,” The smile that formed on Jin’s face was pure. He really loved you.

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[calico-daydreams]

{ Sub-Merged }

Hoseok x Jimin

"Two bros~ Chillin' in a hot tub~ Five centimeters apart because they're NOT in love."

The time has come for their next Bon Voyage, and while Hoseok still has to play sometimes for the camera, he knows their shared happiness and excitement will never be fake. They love what they do, but they also enjoy the times they can have a break. Even if all seven are still together, they’re best friends and brothers outside of their partnership in the music business.

There’s one exception: Park Jimin.

Genre: fluff, smut, established(?) relationship, semi-public, canon compliant Words: 2,577

{ moodboard | ao3 | twt }

A/N: the jihope groupchat inspired me to write this fic after we screamed about behind the scenes of them in a hot tub. thank you, bon voyage. and a special thank you to @xblackrequiemx​ and @pleasant-boy-goro-akechi for beta-reading and helping me tweak this! xo

Hoseok submerges himself in the relief of the hot tub, letting the warmth wash over his muscles before surfacing to take a deep, relaxing breath. As he closes his eyes, he’s able to tune out the past months of screaming crowds, hours of nonstop performing, and never-enough naps taken on private jets. The time has come for their next Bon Voyage, and while he still has to play sometimes for the camera, he knows their shared happiness and excitement will never be fake. They love what they do, but they also enjoy the times they can have a break. Even if all seven are still together, they’re best friends and brothers outside of their partnership in the music business.

“Hobi-hyung!”

Ah… There’s one exception: Park Jimin.

“Jimin-ah!” Hoseok laughs as Jimin rushes to join him, watching the boy yelp in surprise as the heat surprises him. “Go slow, Jimin.”

Jimin gives him a sheepish smile, easing into the hot bath and doing the same thing Hoseok had done: He slowly submerges and comes back up to take a deep breath. The blissful smile on his face makes Hoseok’s lips curve up on their own.

Jimin sits back opposite of Hoseok as they easily converse about how wonderful it feels to relax. As they talk, Hoseok can’t help but admire Jimin. His cheeks are already becoming rosy from the heat, and he giggles as if he’s drunk, but Hoseok knows he’s just so happy. He likes seeing Jimin happy.

“Remember the last time we got to enjoy a hot tub together?” Jimin sits on the edge now, messing with his phone nervously.

Hoseok reaches over to one of Jimin’s feet submerged beside him, coaxing Jimin to relax as he starts to massage it. “Wasn’t it last Bon Voyage?”

Jimin blushes. “Not as a group, hyung…”

Hoseok pauses briefly and furrows his brows. Then it hits him. He can’t help but smile at the memory. “My birthday… And I was so damn stressed out from the upcoming release of my mixtape.”

Jimin pouts, “You were working yourself so hard…”

Hoseok raises an eyebrow, digging a thumb gently into a spot that makes Jimin’s breath hitch and toes curl slightly.

“You helped me relax … even if your idea of that was having me work myself into a frenzy.” Hoseok focuses his ministrations on that spot again, his innocent smile contradicted by the sparks in his eyes. 

Jimin barely disguises his whine with a laugh. “You were clearly enjoying it, hyung.”

Hoseok simply hums in response. Enjoy, he did. Jimin took him to a hotel, mainly for the private bar and bonus of a jacuzzi in their suite. Hoseok was thankful they didn’t have too much to drink that night. By morning, he was able to recall all the sweet nothings Jimin whispered in his ear, his gentle hands on his hips, how strong his thigh felt as Hoseok rode it determinedly, and especially the slippery journey as the giggling, kissing duo made their way back to bed. They woke up with their warm bodies wrapped around each other, and the damp sheets didn’t deter them from the heavy petting that followed.

Their bond together exceeds brotherhood, friendship, and even roommates. Over the past few years, their relationship had grown beyond those titles with every touch lingering longer, their eyes glowing fondly, and their hugs emboldened by daring kisses. Hoseok doesn’t have a name for them; he can’t think of one. They just go together so … naturally.

“Definitely the best birthday sex I’ve ever had.” Hoseok flinches when Jimin laughs in shock, smacking the elder’s thigh playfully as he glances at the cameras. “Yah, why are you kicking me!?” Hoseok splashes him as he wraps an arm around his waist, gently sitting him back in the water. Jimin carelessly tosses his phone onto a towel and fleetingly wonders if the water had gotten hotter or not.

“Hyung, the cameras—”

“Are off.”

Jimin’s mouth forms a pouty ‘O’ and Hoseok would’ve kissed the cute boy had the sliding door not slammed open so loudly, followed by an amused Taehyung scolding their youngest. Hoseok and Jimin separate slightly, snickering at the obviously intoxicated Jungkook making his way to them.

“Jimin-ssi! Hope-hyung!”

They barely utter a ‘hi’ before Jungkook grabs their faces haphazardly, giving each of them a kiss on the forehead and a beaming bunny smile. “Good night~ I love you~”

Taehyung melts at the scene. “It was his final dare of the night, but he didn’t fight it.”

Jungkook shrugs, forming Jimin’s wet hair into a mohawk. Hoseok is endeared by the whole scene.

“Good night, Jiminie. Good night, hyung. Jungkookie, we’re off to bed~” Taehyung leads Jungkook by the hand, waving a final goodbye at the wet pair while Jungkook pouts. “Don’t stay up too late!”

Jimin waves them off. “We won’t!” He shakes his head and looks at Hoseok, the pair suddenly breaking into laughter.

“We won’t, eh?” Hoseok leans back, bracing his arms on the edge of the tub. “Ah, this is heaven, Jimin-ah. I don’t want to leave.”

Jimin giggles. “I’m happy here, too….” His laughter ceases when Hoseok reaches down to massage his neck, his body going limp against Hoseok’s. His eyes flutter shut. “That feels good, hyung.”

Hoseok’s breath hitches.

‘That feels good, hyung?’

“Jiminie…” The younger’s hand made its way to Hoseok’s thigh, and Hoseok can’t shake off the memory. “Remember what you told me that morning?”

“Um…” Jimin is a little distracted, but he strings together a sentence. “Ah … first time, was drunk, you didn’t know, feel so good.”

Hoseok chuckles. “I didn’t know I’d like receiving it….”

Jimin squeezes his thigh when Hoseok begins to massage a knot out of his shoulder.

It comes out as a whisper. “I wondered how it felt…. You looked so fucked out.”

Hoseok wonders if Jimin realizes how blissed out he looks right now. He could feel much more….

They enjoy the silence as Hoseok finishes massaging the kinks out of Jimin’s neck and shoulders. Jimin smiles at him gratefully, crawling onto his lap. “Thank you, hobi-hyung~”

Jimin’s hands make their way to his shoulders, returning the favor. Hoseok pulls him closer, licking his lips when Jimin bites his own.

“Would you like to find out what it feels like?”

Jimin’s whimper encourages Hoseok to let his hands slip under his shirt, enjoying the sensation of skin on skin. “Hyung…”

Hoseok pauses, searching Jimin’s face and waiting for him to say no. Before he can suggest they cuddle instead, Jimin is kissing his neck, fingers slipping into his hair.

“I’ve thought about it, but I couldn’t bring myself to ask.”

Hoseok knows Jimin is nuzzling his neck out of shyness. He’s caught on since they began crossing lines a long time ago.

In the beginning, it was Jimin who initiated the intimacy, but it was Hoseok who dared to initiate seduction. Hoseok wasn’t prepared for the shift in their dynamic when they began lusting for each other more and more. Hoseok loves to please Jimin; Jimin loves to wreck him. It took some extremely vague conversations with Namjoon to discover that he wasn’t any less of a man for being a sub, and to imagine the roles were reversed, he wouldn’t want Jimin to feel like that either. They’re two men, two best friends, who … love each other. And love to fuck.

It’s a pleasant surprise to feel Jimin testing the waters as he gives an experimental grind of his hips. Jimin gasps when he feels how hard Hoseok is already. He lifts his head, eyes darkening at the almost pleading look in his hyung’s eyes.

“Please….” Hoseok grips his hips firmly, moving him to straddle his thigh as he guides Jimin through it. “L-Like this…. Start slow.”

Jimin curses under his breath, tugging Hoseok’s hair gently, smirking in satisfaction at the quiet moan that spills from his lips.

“You wanted this, too, baby?”

It sounds like Jimin is asking to tease him, but Hoseok knows he also seeks validation. Does Hoseok want this as bad as Jimin?

“Fuck, yes! It felt so good.” Hoseok clenches his thigh, relishing in Jimin’s moan as his hips stutter. “I want to make you feel good….”

Jimin settles into a steady pace, eating up the way Hoseok watches him hungrily. The older keeps biting his lips, and Jimin won’t have that. One hand wanders down to caress his jaw, his thumb tugging his bottom lip free.

“You’re so pretty when you moan for me.”

Hoseok whines from the compliment, but they both know they share a praise kink.

“Don’t deny it.” Jimin pecks his lips, Hoseok chasing after him. “You’re so fucking pretty.”

They finally collide into a real kiss, and Jimin swallows his hyung’s moans. The older slips his hands into Jimin’s trunks, squeezing that gorgeous ass with a muffled plea. “Harder.”

Jimin pulls away with a growl, bracing his hands on the edge of the jacuzzi before he picks up his pace. Hoseok whimpers at the lack of contact and buries his face in Jimin’s collarbones, tugging his shirt aside with his teeth so he can kiss and bite the sweet skin.

Hoseok smirks when a hand returns to his hair, clenching in a warning.

“No marks.”

“Sorry, babe.”

“No, you’re not.”

Hoseok shakes his head, digging his nails into Jimin’s skin instead, in between fondling his thighs.

“Shit, baby…”

He sees Jimin throw his head back briefly, eyes rolling back into his head.

“Fuck, you’re so hot.” Hoseok is torn between touching himself and leaving his hands down Jimin’s shorts.

Jimin looks back at him with a burning curiosity in his eyes. “You’re doing so well … making me feel so good.”

Hoseok nearly chokes on his own spit when Jimin grabs his erection. Hoseok is so hard right now, and Jimin remembers the feeling, so tight and constricted.

“But that can’t possibly feel good, hm?”

Hoseok hisses from the friction when his own hips buck. “Shit, n-no, it doesn’t….”

Jimin slows down, slipping his hand into the older’s swim trunks and wrapping him with a gentle squeeze.

“I’m almost tempted to ride you senseless right here….”

Hoseok’s hips jerk again, but Jimin doesn’t ignore the way he’s trying to focus, to compensate, with his thigh clenching again and again, and his hands urging Jimin to move again. Oh, what a good boy he is. Jimin rewards Hoseok with a kiss, smirking at his hyung’s cute gasps when he starts to move his hand, matching the tempo of his grinding.

“You’re so good to me, hyungie. You’re going to make me cum.”

Hoseok crumbles a little, removing one of his hands to grab Jimin’s.

“What’s the matter, sweetheart?” Jimin lets him move the hand away, watching as Hoseok sighs in relief and bites his lip.

“Wanna make you cum first….”

Jimin pauses for only a second, laughing breathlessly as he takes Hoseok’s hand and he wraps his free arm around the older’s neck.

“W-What?”

Jimin coos, “You’re so cute.”

He kisses Hoseok’s red ears, smirking against his skin as he trails kisses along his cheeks. “You close already?”

“J-Jimin….”

Jimin lets go of Hoseok’s hand, only to intertwine it with his other hand around his neck. Hoseok gulps at the look in Jimin’s eyes. He’s seen it plenty of times, but it always sends an anticipating shiver down his spine. Jimin wants to wreck him.

“This,” Jimin taps Hoseok’s hand, the one that’s been buried in Jimin’s pants the whole time, “never stops touching me.”

Hoseok nods quickly, earning himself another sweet kiss.

“I love it when you touch me….” Jimin picks up the pace again, moaning when Hoseok gives his ass another squeeze before teasing his entrance. God, it’s so tempting to ride Hoseok right here, right now, but Jimin’s desperate for release, and so is Hoseok.

“F-Fuck!” Hoseok struggles to keep his volume down when Jimin’s hand returns inside his trunks. All he can do is squeeze Jimin’s hand and try to hold back, but it’s proving more difficult when Jimin is jerking him off in sync with his rough thrusts.

“I love how you sound, baby….” Jimin rests his forehead on Hoseok’s, watching him bite his lip repeatedly as he forgets and remembers Jimin wants to hear him. “Such a good hyungie….”

Jimin clenches his jaw, quickening his pace. “Cum for me. I want to see you, I need it….”

“Jimin!” It spills from Hoseok’s lips like a mantra as he clenches and jerks, squeezing Jimin’s hand, his free hand desperate to touch him everywhere, wandering up his back just to scratch the skin on the way down.

Jimin groans at the sight, kissing his pretty cheeks and eyelids. He continues palming Hoseok through his orgasm as he teeters on the edge of his own. Hoseok whines from overstimulation, so Jimin releases his hand. Hoseok grips his hips with fresh resoluteness.

“Yes, yes, I-I’m so close, Hobi, fuck…”

After a few more hard thrusts, Jimin is cumming in his shorts, shuddering against Hoseok as the elder coaxes his hips through it, down to a slow stop.

“Holy shit….”

Hoseok chuckles as they catch their breath, fixing Jimin’s shorts before wrapping his arms around the younger. They fall into a comfortable silence, Hoseok playing with Jimin’s hair as the younger resumes the neck massage that was interrupted earlier.

“Hm, you’re going to put me to sleep if you keep doing that, Jiminie.”

“It’d be so easy just to nap here, hyung.” Jimin giggles when Hoseok pokes his sides. “I know! Neither of us want to drown.”

Hoseok kisses his cheek. “I’m already drowning in you….”

They last about three seconds before bursting into giggles

“That was so cheesy!”

“You liked it~”

“Oh, hush!”

Hoseok jumps out of the hot tub, startled by the sudden cold before urging Jimin out.

“I’m coming, I’m coming—”

Hoseok smirks as he scoops an arm under Jimin’s knees. “Again, already?”

Jimin blushes as he’s picked up bridal style, smacking Hoseok’s chest when he keeps laughing at him.

“Please don’t fall, hyung—”

“I’m not going to drop you—”

“We’re dripping water everywhere—”

“Eh, it is a little slippery—”

“Then put me down!”

Their not-so-quiet giggling is heard throughout the house, and their effort to tip-toe to their room is futile when Taehyung is greeting them in the hallway. The sunshine duo freezes, smiling sheepishly.

Taehyung’s face morphs from unamused to a winky smirk and teasing whisper. “Two bros~ chilling in a hot tub~”

“Oh my god, TaeTae—”

“Taehyung, not that—”

“Five centimeters apart because they’re NOT in love.”

The pair rush into their bedroom, closing the door with a synced, ‘Good night!’

They lean against the door for a moment, facing each other but not looking at each other. They glance at each other only to look away bashfully.

“Hobi—”

“Jimin—”

They look at each other, bursting into giggles again. They find themselves leaning into each other, and Hoseok nuzzles his nose against Jimin’s own. Jimin opens his mouth to speak, and Hoseok watches intently. A moment passes as Jimin grows nervous and Hoseok loses hope.

“Please kiss me.”

Hoseok never had a title for them. They felt like more than best friends, too intimate for roommates, and far too endeared for fuckbuddies….

Jimin lowers the older on the bed, and Hoseok lets himself drown in Jimin’s kiss. As they pour out the emotions they can’t voice yet, they still know.

They’re lovers.

{ moodboard | ao3 | twt }

[smallbaby-cat]

Unforgetful Words.

Warnings: fluff, way to much cuz it's Jiminie and a little bit of angst.

Genre: soulmate au, jimin x reader, college au.

Summary: a little time travel with me to show you reader how Jimin met his soulmate.

It was a really special, it was the day of your marriage with your soulmate, Park Jimin, a worlwide known dancer while you are a worldwide painter. But let me tell you, reader how it happened. It was the day of your 19th birthday and you were gonna remove your sleeve to see what were the first words your soulmate was gonna say to you. Your family was with you hoping that it wasn't gonna be too bad because you see your father was your mom's bully but I mean your dad was emotionally awkward... Go back to your soulmate. The first words were: " So sorry, Are you ok?". He must be nice you thought and you couldn't be more right. The next day, it was the first day of college in art speciality and tou couldn't be more stressed than tou were back then but I mean when you get bullied your whole life it was normal.

That day you woke up happy thinking that your soulmate might be your classmate or atleast in the same college. You got there in time but you ended lost and bumping into someone ( can relate af). You stood up first and handed him your hand and he took it gladly. When he was up on his feet you bowed to him saying sorry over and over again; he just chuckled at your behaviour and told you: " It's fine but you look lost, can I help you and besides that's the only thing I can tell you since you look lost. Are you a first or second cuz we were told that a new second year will arrive today. Btw the name's Jungkook. And you?"

" Y/N. And thanks so much for helping me. " You answered.

" No prob, can I see your schedule?" He asked.

" Oh yeah." You answered.

Suddenly a bunny smile on Jungkook's face; you asked why and he answered with " Were in the same class!! Now let's go or we are gonna be really late." And with that the 2 of you ended up running in the corridors to your class. Jungkook knocked and entered with you behind him. When you guys entered; the teacher started screaming at Kook for being late but when she saw you she stopped and told Kook to go back to his seat while you introduce yourself.

" Hi everybody, my name is Y/N and i'm 19 years old. Hope we can be friends. 😁"

The teacher told you to seat next to a guy named Yoongi. When you sat next to him, he gave you his hand to shake and you took it and shook hands with him; you looked at him and thought : " Damn he looks like a cat." After some time, the class ended and Jungkook came to you saying:" Hey, I see that you already met Yoongi- hyung why not meet our other friends ?"

Of course you answered with a yes. And you 3 got out of the classroom while chatting. But 1 girl and her 2 minions had to ruin your fun by telling the guys that they wanted to get to know you, so you and the giys said of course. But you weren't ready for what was gonna next; the guys were already far from you and the girls pushed you into the lockers and the leader of the group told you:

" So new girl, my name is Jessica, she is Ochako and the other is Gretchen ( mean girls reference) and we are the queens of this school and you better not touch our guys."

" Yeah but Queens are smart and have manners so no get back to earth." You answered with.

" If you continue like this we will make your life a living hell." They continued.

" Ok so sweetie, I understand that you are VERY intitled and that you think you invented unircorns but you didn't so shut up." You said (with a Jeffree Staer reference).

They slapped you; punched you and grabed your hair. But a guy don't know came and the girls immediately ran away. He came to you and told you: " So sorry, are you ok?" You didn't think at firsf about the soulmate but when you answered him with a little :" I'm fine." Your and his wrist started to shine and he said making you a blushinf mess: " Wow I didn't think my soulmate was gonna be so beatiful." And you responded with a " me neither" and holding hands you wlked away to gis friends and you saw Jungkook and Yoongi running to you asking tons of questions if you were ok and why were you holding Jimin's hand. You just told them that he was your soulmate and they were ( jung)shook and you were introduced to his othee friends.

Now back to the present; you are getting married and your best man is Yoongi and his is Taehyung, the ceremony goes smoothly and it's your sister who catches the bouquet and she is right next to Jungkook; and he...runs away. You look at Jimin and he looks at you. No one would have been best in that spot, holding hands with you, sharing a look promising that he will always be with you.

[thotantics]

hi can i ask for a prompt with yoongi? B12 and D13 please💌

⚤   pairing — reader + Min Yoongi

✎ word count — 2,591

✦ genre — smut, pwp

✗ warnings  — graphic description of sex, masturbation, fingering, oral sex (female receiving), squirting

prompt(s) — B12: Heavy eye contact + D13: Squirting

[A/N] hhhngn i hope this came out ok! writing it was a little touch and go as i’ve been anxious the last couple of days again but ive been reading some amazing things and trying to keep myself inspired and happy, and im pretty satisfied with this. also!! happy belated birthday to @gotmetalkinginmysleep 💖💖💖

You knew exactly what to do to get him fired up. Even though Yoongi had spent the evening watching you from afar and sulking, you were pleased with yourself. He deserved it.

He’d promised you a romantic candle lit dinner the night before after countless nights of eating alone while he worked late, but when you showed up at his apartment, he was passed out asleep on the couch. Impossible to wake up once he was that deeply asleep, you hadn’t even bothered to try and had gone to sleep in his bed by yourself after a lonely dinner that was definitely lacking in the romance that you had been so looking forward to.

What was worse is he hadn’t even bothered to apologize. He slid under the covers with you just before dawn, groaning softly into the crook of your neck and prodding at the middle of your back with an erection, and though you had been wide awake, you pretended you were still asleep until he dozed back off, curled up behind you.

The following day you were, perhaps childishly so, hellbent on pissing him off. Yoongi, as complex as he could be at times when he tried to hide his feelings and act much tougher than he truly was, could be played like a fiddle under the right circumstances. Lord knows that you knew all the right buttons to press after a lengthy relationship. You knew all the ins and outs of this man by now. His hopes, his fears, his insecurities, his strengths, but most importantly, you knew what made him tick.

Using Jimin for your agenda was easy - the younger man was a born flirt and it oozed out of every pore regardless of who he spoke to. So when you stuck to his side that evening, giggling and playful, he was all too easy to use to get the right kind of attention from your negligent boyfriend.

Yoongi bought it so fast, too. Hook, line, and sinker. The moment you touched Jimin’s arm for a little bit too long, you could practically feel his eyes on you. But you didn’t let him know that you knew he was watching, not yet. Not until he came to you, voice low while you sat on the counter top with Jimin at your side, drunk and a little too friendly.

“Let’s go to bed.” Yoongi practically growled the words at you, his mouth at your ear and his hand squeezing just a little too tight around your wrist.

You agreed, lips curving into a knowing smile as you hopped down off the counter and gave Jimin a lingering hug goodnight before Yoongi all but drug you away from him.

You knew you had him exactly where you wanted him long before he kicked shut his bedroom door and barked out a command for you to strip and lay down on his bed. If you couldn’t have the romantic night he had promised you, at least you could have him like this. Possessive, needy, wild.

His eyes were flashing, mouth drown down in a tight lipped frown that made your heart flutter. He’s cute when he’s pissy, you think to yourself. You smile up at him, innocently, adoringly, and he whips off his belt and chucks it to the floor with a snap.

“What are you smiling about?” He asks you.

“How cute you are.” You reply.

“Oh? Not about how cute Jiminie is?”

At this, you let yourself giggle. He was truly so, so easy. Excitement rippling in your veins, you lay back on the bed, fully naked, like he told you to.

Yoongi hasn’t broken eye contact with you yet, not until the shirt he lifts over his head interrupts it as he asks, “What are you laughing about?”

“I just love you.” You tell him. And you mean it. As much as the previous night had disappointed you, finding him curled up asleep when he had promised you something, you knew in the back of your mind that you could have come to him in tears the next day and he would have rectified his wrong doing. But it was much more fun for both of you, this way.

He huffs a little, but doesn’t reply to your sentiment, instead telling you in a clipped tone, “Spread yourself for me.”

You do, parting your thighs and pressing your fingers to your sex to splay yourself open for him. He likes you best like this when he’s in a sulky mood, open and vulnerable and all for him. And god, do you like it, too, when he takes control and most of all, when he takes you. You’re entirely his, anyway, but it doesn’t mean that you don’t want him to claim you over and over and over again, for the rest of your lives.

Yoongi is quiet when he starts. He jerks himself off while sitting on his knees, his balls nestled between your spread lower lips, teasing you with the jerking motion of his hand on his cock, his eyes locked on yours and daring you to ask him for more. But you don’t. You know he’ll give it to you in due time, especially if you’re patient. He masturbates in such a quick, rough motion that you wonder briefly how it doesn’t hurt but then again, you know that he likes it when it does. His fingers are tight around his shaft, the head of his dick red from being squeezed so tight repeatedly. Eventually the slick sounds of precum coating his hand is coupled with the ragged breaths from him, lording above you.

You writhe, needing friction, but just before it gets too unbearable, just before he can spill his cum across your belly and waste it, he stops and pulls back away from you. A glance down where your hands still spread yourself open show him that watching him jerk himself off has made you wet, and he gives you a haughty little smirk before he lays down flat between your open thighs.

You desperately want his mouth on you, but he busies himself with exploring you with his fingers first, like always. You steel yourself in preparation, eyes shutting tight. You know if you ask for it, he’ll just make you wait even longer. He’s meticulous, practiced, far too good at pressing all of your buttons same as you can his. It’s exciting and makes you both vulnerable, but you like it that way.

His fingers avoid your clit, stroking over your labia and pressing gingerly into your entrance, then he pulls back, pressing the slick digit into his mouth and just observing you while he sucks it clean, watching as you get wetter with anticipation.

“Did Park Jimin do this to you?” He asks you quietly, and you know that he knows better. He’s confident in your relationship, he knows you’re loyal and he knows you belong to him, mind, body, and soul. But you humor him anyway. 

“No, Yoongi. You did.”

His eyes lift from your sex and meet your own, lips curving briefly into a smile, but he wipes it away from his face as quickly as it appeared, ducking his head down to finally let you have his mouth. His eyes don’t leave yours when he tastes you, tongue flat and stroking from your clenching hole up to your clit. He leaves it there, flexing the wet muscle on your most sensitive spot, eyes on yours and silently daring you to look away. You wouldn’t. He’s hypnotizing and beautiful there, licking expertly between your thighs.

Yoongi hums, a low tone that sends shocks of pleasure straight to your core, legs jerking briefly around his head. His eyes narrow briefly, a silent warning for you to hold still and let him do what he wants to do, then his hands pin your thighs open wide and he nuzzles his mouth into you further, pushing your hands out of the way. He licks deeply and sucks, latching onto your clit with an obscene sound that makes you moan and gasp all at once.

You hold still the best you can, hands threading through his hair, breathing steady to keep yourself in check but he’s fully consuming you and it’s hard to be as still as you know he wants you to be. You want to rut your hips up against his mouth, to tug and pull on his hair to get him in the spot you want him in so you can get yourself off as quick as possible, but Yoongi keeps his eyes trained on you and you don’t dare.

If he wasn’t in this specific mood, to possess you and own you, you wouldn’t care at all to take what you want from him but like this? You take what he gives you and nothing more.

After all, you wanted him like this. You made him like this, mad with his need to consume you entirely and claim you as his. He nuzzles his nose against your clit, tongue fucking shallowly at your entrance and you murmur his name, thighs twitching with the effort to stay wide open for him.

“Yes, baby?” He pulls a breath away and his eyes are tender, even as he licks the remains of your wetness from his lips, “Tell me how I can please you.”

Not expecting him to want to cater to you like this, you scramble for a moment, mind reeling with possibilities but the truth hits you like a truck when his fingers dig into the meat of your inner thigh, and you tell him, “I want your fingers.”

“Where?” He encourages you, eyes flickering briefly down as he presses a kiss to your swollen clit, then he looks back up at you patiently. It’s a complete switch that’s been flicked, your submissive side out in full force, overwhelmed by him, by the need he’s been building in you.

“I-in my pussy.” You whimper, “Fuck me with your fingers…a-and, fuck!… keep licking me. Please.”

Yoongi was already granting your every wish before you could finish asking for it, his long digits pressing inside of you and curling up, making you curse. When his tongue goes back to work, he shuts his eyes briefly and savors the taste of you, wet and warm against his lips. He pumps his fingers into you, being sure to press shallowly into you with his fingers curved right up against the texture of your inner wall where he knows your g spot is.

His tongue feels like heaven, slipping between your folds expertly and flattening against the sensitive bundle of your clit, alternating between flicks from the point of his tongue at the perfect speed to lavishing you there with his lips wrapping around and sucking sinfully. You can’t stop your thighs twitching and your hips lifting, craving more and more though he happily gives it to you each time.

He looks up at your face only to see you watching his mouth carefully, entranced by the sight of his tongue. You expected him to tease you endlessly, to deny to orgasm until his cock was in you, but you lock eyes with him and whisper in warning, “I-I’m coming..”

He nods against you, giving you permission before pressing his fingers into your cunt harder and faster, his tongue flat and rubbing fully against your swollen clit while you rock your hips up against face. Yoongi groans, pressing a third finger inside of you, stretching you with the briefest twinge of pain before your walls accommodate to the addition. He uses the strength in his whole arm, fucking up against your g spot rough and harsh while his tongue keeps licking, sweet and slow. You feel yourself about to bust entirely, all while staring into his eyes and you shut your lids peacefully, letting go.

Yoongi fucks you three fingers deep, and the obscene squelching that emits from your sex sends a blush from your cheeks straight down your chest. You don’t expect the tidal wave that follows, but the moment you feel it, you open your eyes to look down at him in utter shock.

It feels almost wrong for half a second. Are you pissing yourself?? But the look of sheer desire that crosses Yoongi’s face, his brows lifted in surprise wipes away any negative feelings and you don’t even try to hold back. You’ve never done this before, never gushed so fully, never cum with this much intensity.

Writhing under him, legs desperately trying to shut around his arm as he pulls back to watch, you buck and groan and completely soak the sheets, soak your boyfriend’s arm, his tongue licking lasciviously across his lips to capture the taste of your cum.

“Oh my god,” You chant, “Oh god, Yoongi, Yoongi!”

“It’s ok, baby.” He murmurs, and he places one hand flat on your tummy and he keeps fucking you with his hand, deeper this time, pressing tight at your lower stomach like he’s trying to milk more of it out of you, his mouth hungry and his tone low as he groans desperately against your throbbing, oversensitive clit. “Fuck, you’re such a good girl,” He mewls against you, tongue and lips as desperate as his fingers to work another orgasm from you, just as wet as the first. “One more,” He begs, “Give it to me… please.”

You cum again just seconds after the first time, and the gush is significantly less but with his insistent fingers fucking you and his tongue on your clit, he gets what he was after. He withdraws in a hurry, palm rubbing sloppy and hurried at your clit as his mouth latches onto your core and he sucks and swallows every drop he can down, groaning and massaging your left thigh appreciatively.

He’s made you cum twice in a row countless times in the past, fucking you senseless after making you cum once on his fingers only to immediately hammer you into another orgasm but this time was different. With the sheets below you soaked and the evidence of your orgasm dripping from his chin, Yoongi pushes himself up from your pussy, gripping his cock and sliding it home inside of you. You whine and wrap yourself around him, completely fucked out of your mind and body trembling with the exertion.

It takes everything in you to keep your weary legs open so he can jackhammer his hips into yours, his mouth wet as he kisses across your neck and your lips. You taste yourself on his tongue and moan into his mouth, weak and used, but you give yourself over to the pleasure of feeling him rutting away inside of you, desperate to find his release. When he cums, he grunts into your neck and buries himself deeply inside of you, panting and shaking all over.

“Fuck,” Yoongi hisses, “That was so hot, baby.” He pulls back away from you and looks down at you in awe for a moment before he pulls out of you. Your legs fall weary, flat to the mattress and Yoongi stands over you, chest heaving, and looks at the mess the two of you had just made. You’re half dead, unable to lift a muscle, breath coming out ragged and head lolling uselessly to the side, completely and utterly fucked out of your mind, your insides still tingling from the aftershocks of your orgasm.

“You’ve never looked more sexy,” He declares, “Do you know that?”

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Confession (pjm)

AN- I’m going to do one of these for all of them. Feel free to request which one to do next. 

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You sat on your couch with your heart beat beating throughout your body. The only thing that was running through your mind was your best friend Jimin. You wanting to throw your head through the closest wall.

About a month ago you had to realize your feelings for Jimin when he showed up to your birthday party with a female on his arm. When you got upset he went on about how they were seeing each other for a couple of months anyways, so it's not like he was bringing a random girl. But you pointed out when you pulled him off to the side that she was random to you. He thought you were jealous that someone else would have his attention on your birthday, so he tried to reassure you that it would be like every birthday you've both spent together. But that wasn't why you were mad, you were mad because when you blew your birthday candles out earlier with your family, you wished for him.

Throughout the month, you hanging out with your best friend has been hard, and Jimin has definitely noticed. You would tense up everytime he got into his touchy feely ways. You would make up random plans when he told you were coming over. You loved wearing clothes that you knew Jimin liked on you, you could always use a compliment, and he knew you did, and he didn't care because he loved telling you everything he loved about you. But you started wearing and acting completely different. You didn't know why, you just could let him find out, or let your stupid feelings get in the way.

Now as you sat on your couch, you wait for Jimin to come over. You had to tell him. You physically couldn't hold it in any longer. You knew that he had a girlfriend, or whatever she was to him, so you understood that you couldn't have him and he didn't want you.

You wanted to cry, you were trying to hard not to cry. You prepared yourself by taking your makeup off, you know you are going to cry when he comes.

You've never really experienced such a hard time before, but you knew that you were strong and you weren't going to hurt yourself any longer. Telling him will help you take it off your shoulders. Help you calm down some, put them to rest, help you get over him.

There was a knock at the door making your heart practically stop. You were scared. You slowly but surely make your way to the door. You take a deep breath and open it. Jimin instantly came in and gave you a big huge. He made sure that he arms were always around your waist and your arms around his neck. He says it's like you two were puzzle pieces, and in this position you fit perfectly.

“Let's sit down” Jimin says grabbing your arm to pull you toward the couch. But you pull back, shaking your head.

“No, because you are going to leave soon.” You say quietly, you were looking towards the ground, unable to even try to look at him.

“What?” He asks confused, he drops your arm and turning his attention back to you.

“Look Jimin. I know you have someone already but…” You paused, you could barely breathe. “I love you Jiminie. I'm pretty sure I have for years now, but I've just recently realized, and it's seems to be too late. So I need some time apart, just so I can pull myself together.” Once you felt like you've explained yourself, you gave him a slight smile and nod, not meeting your eyes. You then turn to open the door once again needing him to leave before you break down again.

You stood there waiting for him to leave. But no one moves. You look up at him confused, and you regretted looking, because now you can’t look away. His eyes were low and dark and angry. Everyone knew not to fuck with Jimin when he had this certain glare on his face. And the fact that he was giving it to you, you knew he wasn’t going anywhere.

“Close the door.” He mumbles, his chest was moving up and down, making you realize that he was getting riled up. His frustration was building up inside and he knew that if he let it out, nothing good was happening. But you couldn’t shut it.

“I don’t want to talk Jimin, please leave.” You look away, which was a mistake because you heard his feet approaching you. Before you could look back at him, his pulls you away from the door and slams it shut.

“You can’t just drop this on me and expect me to leave YN.” He tries to get you to the couch, but you refuse and you pull away once again.

“Don’t make this more difficult than it needs to be.”  You begged. You don’t think your heart could take anymore, you were trying your best not to cry. You knew he hated when you cried.

He tried to grab you again, but you back away.  You don’t even want to be near him right now. Everything you were used to is so hard.

“I don't want to push you away Jimin. I just-”

“What do you think you are doing now??” He cuts you off, his eyes were wide and he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.

“I'm trying to save us!” You wanted to scream, but you knew that he wasn't afraid to yell back. So you don't, you simply speak up. Wanting to get your point across.

“Did you think about me? How I would feel?” He asks with a expression you couldn't pin-point.

“I think we both need a small break, so we can both forget, and get over this obstacle in our friendship.” You frowned, did you just friend zone him? Yes.

Jimin just scoffs, he had a slight smile on his lips but it wasn't a happy one.

“No. That's the point YN. You see this as a obstacle, but I see this as opportunity that i've been trying to find.” His voice turned hoarse and his hands were out in front of him. His eyes were starting to tear up, and that struck you.

“What?” Your voice was so quiet. You were scared.

“I was scared that I would ruin us…so I never made a move. Recently I thought maybe you've noticed so you started to pull away. But you now told me this and I don't want to forget.”

Now you couldn't stop the tears from coming down. You didn't know if you wanted to ball up and cry or tackle him to the ground.

“I understand why me bringing (random girl) around made you upset. I felt that when you dated (random guy) and (random guy). I hate that I put you through that. Honestly (random girl) was just a distraction from you a little. I'm sorry.” His head hung low. But you were fucking ecstatic. You ran up to him and wrapped your arms around his waist.

“We both are a little clueless, huh?” You mumble into his chest. His arms were tightly wrapped around you and his head was leaning into your neck more, you could hear him sniff and try to control his bleeding.

“Please don't cry. I'm sorry too, I was just scared.” You try your best not to cry anymore, it wouldn't help if you both were.

“I'm mad at myself for putting you through this and I didn't notice earlier. But I'm also so fucking happy.” He says and he leans up, letting you look at him in the eyes. His cheeks were slightly puffy and his eyes were red. You reached up and wiped away his tears with your thumb and you give him a small smile, wanting to cheer him up.

It was like magic, you seen his cheek turn a even brighter shade of red. He looked away and tried to hide himself again in your neck, but you back away a little and you caress his face with one of your hands. When you touched his face, his eyes closed and he breathes in.

“You touch is so calming.” He mumbles. He takes a another deep breath and he pulls your hand away and he looks down at you. “I love you so much.”

You heart was beating a lot faster now, he finally said it. He said the words you've longed for.

“I love you Park Jimin.” You whisper, not really understanding the fact that you finally told him. When those words left your lips, his eyes shot down to them. You could see his face get a little more tense than before. You didn't realize that he was leaning forward until he was right in your face. His fingers dug into your waist, needing you to be closer to him. His facial expression made the butterflies erupt in your stomach. It was suddenly so dark, and you needed his lips to be on yours. He grazes against yours a couple of times. Either of you too afraid to break the moment.

You started to get tired of his teasing, you've waited to long to only get a glimpse of what those luscious lips feel like.

“Jimin…” You whine out, and he gave you what you want instantly. He kissed you so deeply and intensely. And as soon as his lips touched yours, you knew that you never wanted his lips on anyone else’s but your own. You got too excited and started to kiss him harder and faster, not getting enough. You reached up and laced your fingers through his hair, when you made the kiss more wild, pulling on his hair and guiding his head helped you out a lot to keep it somewhat in control.

When you tugged on his hair a little, you caused him to bend over you a little and a groan coming out. He pulled away and he held onto you so you won't fall over since he was bending over you.

“You are going to be the death of me, and I'm not complaining.”

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