#also for practice writing vmin

[just-orbiting-you]

do you know, back in the day when Tae would say heartfelt stuff like ‘if you were a stone in your next life, i would carry you around and show you all the beautiful places in the world.’ (said to Suga), when he was known for helping a shy Jungkook to be more comfortable in social situations, when he tried to bring newbie Jimin into his school friends circle, i could understand how he and Jimin might resonate with each other.

they seemed to display similar levels of devotion and sincerity in their BTS friendships. and even a few years ago, i recall Jin’s birthday live when he seemed so touched by how Tae had all his famous friends send him birthday greetings after hearing that Jin felt lonely (paraphrasing) on his big day.

but now, i feel that Tae has changed in such ways that if they still consider themselves soulmates… i think i will feel very concerned about Jimin’s state of mind. i wonder where that devotion and sincerity went. did it fade? or has it been channeled into another direction?

i think that Tae and Jimin will always be friends from childhood who granted went through a grueling yet extraordinary experience during their youth, but that’s the extent of it.

this is so eloquently said, thank you so much for sharing. i fully agree.

i think i will feel very concerned about Jimin’s state of mind. i wonder where that devotion and sincerity went. did it fade? or has it been channeled into another direction?

of course i do not know if jimin has personally changed. but there’s a pointed difference in their solo trajectory that gives me hope and probable cause that jimin hasn’t changed.

jimin committed himself to sharing his story on face and furthering that on muse. i recently was rereading the lyrics on face and watching pieces of his doc. i hadn’t read them in a while and i was honestly shocked at how vulnerable they were. i feel like it took a lot to release something so raw like face as your DEBUT. also continuing to work on a new project, diligently completing vocal lessons and day in and day out practicing choreo for who weeks before enlistment? thats his devotion to his craft. call me biased but i feel like his authenticity is felt through his solo career.

not that tae didn’t put in hard work through his solo releases, they’re just different. maybe i missed it, but i didn’t hear tae talk about his recording process or meaning behind the music or purpose in performance choices. he didn’t write any of it either. what i did see is that he had a role in curating a vibe, mood, and overall creative direction. still important, but lacking in the sincerity needed to carry true artistic direction. when tae said in ays that he wishes he could create like namjoon did on rpwp, i feel like its very telling. he most likely lacks the authenticity and introspection needed to create such an indepth project sonically and lyrically.

namjoon is a very unique artist with a curated team behind him, but i feel like jimin holds potential in him to create indepth larger scale projects like namjoon. of course we are seeing the start of his solo journey, while the rap line has been doing this for years, but i truly am excited for what he will create in the future. that’s why he hasn’t changed.

different point, i wonder if it was the fans or the company that pushed the soulmate narrative or if it was vmin themselves. i don’t really know the origins, but i honestly doubt that’s something they say to each other. especially if jimin put in the work to write friends with a team.

i wonder how the interpersonal relationships and differences across the members will have an impact moving into a post enlistment comeback. i wonder who will take creative lead, who will have input, because the difference in artistry is apparent in the members.

[marengogo]

CORONA BOREALIS - 3: NINETY FIVE

Like Crazy + People Pt.2 PLAYLIST.

[Music is a very big part of my life and I’m MOSTLY INCAPABLE of writing without music, so I just thought I'd share what I am listening to while writing this]

🐺 — 🐺 — 🐺—

Every year we spend on this planet something that will change the course of our lives tends to happen. Sometimes, it is something as small as the discovery of a new plant, and sometimes it is as big as a pandemic. So let’s, for example, look at positive things that happened in 1995 cause believe me some pretty fucked up shit also happened this year. This was the year that made the internet mainstream (can you imagine our lives without the internet? … ). 

Music was also 👌🏾this year, it brought us some classics such as Waterfalls by TLC, You Are Not Alone by Michael Jackson and a “little” song named Gangsta’s Paradise, which instantly raised its singer to worldwide fame; Coolio. Yeah, 1995 was an amazing year for Coolio, but little did he know that his life would end up being intertwined with seven others, two of which were also born in 1995: 13 October 1995, in Busan, a little bundle of joy, named Park Jimin graces this planet and a couple of months later another one decides to make his surly quirky entrance, 30 December 1995, in Daegu.

Jimin. He turned out to be a boy who would be very confident in his abilities, but perhaps not so much in himself as a person. Nevertheless, he knew he wanted to accomplish big-big things, and was going to stop at nothing to accomplish his goals. Then there was Taehyung. He on the other hand turned out to be a boy very confident in himself as a person, but perhaps not too sure of his abilities per say. Yet, he had dreams, very big ones at that, and admittedly he might have not known exactly how to get there but his desire to make them come true was as big as the dream itself.

They don’t seem to have much in common up to this point do they? Like, if there ever were a human representation of the concept of YingYang, it be them, no cap.

Even from an astrological point, don’t mind me an my interest in things of the sort  😬😬😬 not only do they seem to fit their descriptions, but they also just so happen to be each other’s opposite. Jimin is an Air Sign, and people with this element are known to be intellectual and communicative. They are experts in the ephemeral, the things of this world that lack physical form, and this is especially true of language and information. Taehyung is an Earth Sign and people with this element are known to be patient and practical. On a bad day: Just as Earth signs can be loyal, they can also be stubborn and inflexible. It's often their way or the highway .

In conclusion, regardless of whether you look at their factual past or their theoretical astrology, any kind of relationship between these two would seem impossible and even non-advisable. Yet, there they are being soulmates and here are some in the fandom scratching our heads, which is exactly the problem. They are here taking in superficial information regarding VMIN, rather than moving a couple of steps further and going there, where VMIN actually are, and take a closer look. If they did, they’d find out that in fact, Park Jimin and Kim Taehyung share the same exact spiritual level. And what do I mean by this?

Tae and JM’s isn’t a simple story of “opposite attracts” because they actually also have so much in common. Both look for warmth and love in their relationships, they are indeed very tactile and in the same way respond well to being touched by those they love/care about. They like and seem to crave attention a touch more than all other members in the group, and admittedly, they have recalibrated this desire as they grew up. Both are not comfortable when those they care about are suffering, they have a need to reach out and try to “kiss it” better. This might have been very apparent to people lately with regards to Jimin They are both painfully shy, Tae simply has a better control of his facial expressions, but once that cracks, it is off to the nearest hiding point. Lastly, and this is very important in their friendship dynamic; they do whatever they want to do. Always this JM is more skillful in hiding. 

It is only fair to now take a look at the tangible parts of their personas which aren’t, or weren’t as I think they’ve actually grown out of some of them compatible. Jimin is actively aware of his surroundings and Tae isn’t, meaning that JM is more likely to quickly try and make a change in his situation if he doesn’t like it (help someone in need, cheat to win, etc …) and perhaps regret it later, but not really. Tae, who also has the same kind of awareness, is however a ponderer; do I have to do something? What will happen if I do something? Depending on his personal answer, and the situation at hand, he may or may not do something about it, and perhaps regret it later, but not really. The following, I feel like it applied to them as teens, their “possessiveness” towards things, or relationships, has always been to a point where JM would do his might best to latch on to whatever he wanted to “monopolise” until he did, whereas Tae, if he found out he couldn’t “monopolise” whatever, he would move on to the next thing he could. 

And it is exactly because they could understand each other on this level that their friendship has become so solid and further from reach that it’s understanding is also eluding the mind of many. Their friendship, in my opinion, has now exceeded the performative level, on every level, it is almost as if these two have unlocked the ultimate regular friendship goal, which has the dynamics of a non-celebrity strong-ass friendship. This is a friendship that right at its very core didn’t skip any step and has experienced it all, from euphoria for example, ANY and EVERY TIME they start acting like characters in their imaginary scenarios to tribulations arguments caused by thoughtless, resulting in insensitive, words or actions, particularly in their youth.

So then finally, if you piece all of the aforementioned together  a situation where the two of them had a completely different opinion, then one starts an action, the other has a reaction, they then stay put in their opinions for a bit but then one will eventually cave and the other will cave even harder as they soothe each other … isn’t too hard to imagine, is it?

In a way, if you think of them as their astrological signs. JM (air sign) has been that one person who has been able to understand and vibe with Tae’s quirkiness, helping him to elevate towards those heights he always dreamed of. And at the same Tae (earth sign) has kept Jimin grounded in moments when perhaps being up there in the air wasn’t it. In moments, when he perhaps needed someone who would be willing to very normally share a hug and/or a tear. 

As we all know, they both have separate friendship groups and are very involved with their respective ones, which also goes with the nature of their character; they will do what they want to do and this we know from videos, pictures they decided to share with us. But please, let’s not forget that Tae is the one person who has probably called JM the most, the one who has declared Jimin as his fav, the one thanks to whom Jimin's back is blessed with more moons. Let’s also not forget that Jimin has been around for Tae in moments of great loss, or that Tae is his forever teddy bear, and that Jimin can understand him just by looking into his eyes. They’ve gained each other’s trust and I’d like to believe that they also know how to protect and cherish it. 

Great. Now, let’s get back out here . BTS as a whole has really reached levels where performative actions are, yes, a fan-fav but they can, in all honesty, decide not to act up on them, like posting things on social media, fanservice, etc, it is really all to their discretion. So let me ask you? If you were either JM/Tae, in 2023, and had a problem with Tae/JM, which you wanted to solve, who would you address it to?: Tae/JM? Or your fans’? …

Whose words would ultimately provide you with the solution you are searching for? Tae/JM? Or your fans’? 

Always respectfully yours 💚💛

Marengo. 

[hollyhomburg]

@trifoliumrex I knoooooow on the no Jimin and Hobi bias- even me when I was writing this was just like “why no Hobi?? Why no feral alpha jiminie???” I like to think that he’s growing as a packmate and is not going feral because he’s starting to grow up a bit but where is the PAIN in it.

I like that you like the pairings no matter who I write about <3 or find things you didn’t know you liked <3 I think it speaks to the fact that bily is like 8 separate love stories all smushed into one (more if you count sope, Namjin, and vmin of course)

I agree with you! Growth needs to be celebrated! Especially if a relationship is going to be long term- I think that this part of bily sort of challenges the fantasy of it all like- it’s no secret that bily does partake in the reverse harem trope- but I think this part of the story feels the most realistic- i think personally- the m/c would get very frustrated and very insecure if Yoongi where to take care of her forever tbh- that aspect of their relationship will always exist because Yoongi does view acts of service as his primary love language, but it can change to be more sustainable for the two of them.

Yeah, Jk as far as characters go- I think he’s the way he is <3 some people just come out the way that they’re meant to be and they don’t change.

I also love that in some way- taes dominance over the m/c is a lot more casual in a sense? Like Tae is not so firm that she needs to be obeyed- its more a conversation between the two of them- this I feel is also more realistic tbh.

Ahhhhhh I can’t think about bily ending, maybe I’ll just keep prolonging it and it will never end and we’ll all just be here in 2 years 3 or 4 and it will just be like that- apart of all of us <3 but real talk- the /new version man/ I mean I havent’ been working on it too too much but when I say that Yoongi and the m/c’s relationship becomes so much more deep it’s like- so much more heartbreaking the change she goes through because we actually do see a bit more of her quick-wittedness and street smarts- and the very practical knowledge that she is using to survive her abuse with Geumjae. This is all in my effort to make her a more well rounded character- because she can’t be just an mc forever- she’ll have to get a name one day.

Oooooh!!! As far as new Englander comfort food- just a warm bowl of chowder with crackers is like- peak peak crying food (patiently waiting for someone who lives in mass to come down with a hammer and tell me I’m not a new Englander when I can see the Connecticut border from my house) what is your peak comfort food??? Don’t you guys have special casseroles out west? Isn’t your corn like really sweet??

Before I Leave You (Pt.74)

(Omegaverse au, Mafia au, Bts x Reader)

Summary: A planned vacation with Namjoon might not offer the respite you hope it will; Something is wrong with Jin and he just wont say what.

Tags: Hurt/comfort, Harmless Sickfic, So much fluff, Light angst, Brief smut, brief mentions of intercrural sex, slick, a bit of spanking, implied d/s, under negotiated scene but everyone is okay with it, Mommy kink, mommy tae, baby dom tae, Brief daddy kink too, implied yandere Jin, obsessive behavior, controlling behavior, discussions of free use, free use! jungkook, clothing control, dollification if you squint, forced caretaking if you squint, nudity, voyeurism, exhibitionism, teasing, implied omegaspace, preheats,

W/c: 21.1k

A/n: Sorry for the delay in getting this chapter out <3 the last couple of weeks have been...not great! Here it is! I will repay you guys with my hiatus by giving you possibly the longest bily chapter ever! The heat arc will take two more chapters! No idea how long those will be but i greatly enjoyed making this chapter the fluffiest little bundle of scenes I could. i did not hold back- i think we've all needed a bit of softness.

Previous part - Masterlist - First part

You are belly down in the nest when you first come too.

Your chest is pressed to the cuddle of blankets dragged beneath your tummy. Soft and cozy, warm breath tickling the back of your neck. Your sweet sweet omega packmates have made you the best nest in existence. Comfy and plush, you can sense the high walls and the care that they put into the placement of every pillow.

The scents from both of them (milk and honey) flutter past your consciousness, tugging you down and down, covering you like a physical shadow. So sweet you want to roll around in it.

If only you had the energy for it, your body feels like a lead weight.

You're not alone here but you might as well be for how scent-drunk you are. Can omegas get scent drunk on other omegas? Distantly you can hear voices talking. Downstairs? Or in the dressing room? your brain moves sluggishly, not a single coherent thought filling your head other than how truly comfortable you are.

It’s perfect, Jinnie and Koo are the best at nest-making.

Your inner omega is not entirely satisfied until you can smell all of your pack, you nuzzle forward to search for them. The soft fabric by your pillow smells like Yoongi- like chocolate. Sweet and heady and almost melty. The cinnamon and caramel and coffee are harder to pick out, the vanilla less so because Jimin had suctioned himself to your back in the night, nosing at your shoulders until he settled. The whole nest smells like your pack. Smell safe, smells like home.

Someone has opened up the curtains early (or is it late into the morning?) rather meanly. Soft light turns yellow behind your eyelids. You shield your face from the light in a blanket that smells like Tae. Burrowing underneath it and hiding.

Something warmer and less ephemeral than sunlight dances up and down your spine. Arresting your escape into dreamland and waking you gently. Rubbing harder with every moment.

“Honey.”

You huff, voicing your protests at being woken. Screwing your eyes shut.

“Pup” Yoongi stresses. You chirp, a little bratty. He huffs a fond sigh before really putting his hands to use gripping you under your ribs to lift you up gently.

Or at least trying too. You flop back against the blankets limp, refusing to open your eyes. Fingers tangled in the nest like a child would clutch at a well-loved stuffed animal (there are well-loved stuffed animals here, mostly ringing the nest like little soldiers, your addition to the nest). Your body feels so good- listless and tired and sleepy. You don’t answer your mate with more than a grumble, trying to turn back over. Tummy, you need to be on your tummy.

Yoongi laughs, actually laughs, and despite your best efforts you start to wake you do starts to feel more awake. His sleepy giggle and the flutter of your heart is better than an alarm clock.

Why stay asleep when you have so much to wake up to? Your mind doesn’t get the memo, remaining fuzzy and sluggish.

“Sweetheart, you’re going to be late and…” Something smells very very sweet, almost syrupy on the air. You don’t mind the smell, but Yoongi smells a little sour. A little stress bitter- more 87% dark chocolate and not hot chocolate goodness. What could he possibly have to be stressed about when the nest feels like this? All he has to do is nest and he'll be right as rain, you wish you could tell him that, but your mouth remains sleep-slack and pouty.

His hand holds your hip, keeping your legs closed. Keeping your legs from parting. You cling to the pillow that smells like Tae. Intent on putting it between your legs and hugging it and not him if your mate is going to be mean and wake you.

But Yoongi doesn’t let you. Yoongi stops you.

“You’re gonna get it all over the bed and that if you’re not careful, and if you do Jin definitely isn’t gonna let you go with Namjoonie without giving you a scolding. And you know how he likes his scolding’s-”

Your body warms and sweetens, You bring your legs together, intent on pushing up in the nest and telling him off. But it’s then that you feel it. The cold, the wetness of slick between your legs.

Oh

You sit up so quick the room spins. Hair fluffing, all cowlicky and messy all over your head. You look first at Yoongi then anxiously between your thighs where the grey fabric of your pajamas has already darkened.

You’re not proud of the way that you slam the bathroom door in Yoongi’s face. His voice is muffled and worried. “It’s alright- it happens with Jin and Jungkook sometimes too, leaking slick is perfectly normal-”

You whine, high-pitched, embarrassed. cutting him off. “Give me a second! I’m fine just-” You keep your hands pressed to the door, holding it closed. Yoongi waits for a breath and the doorknob stops turning. You can hear his sigh from the other side of the door.

Someone opened up the window in the bathroom and you're thankful now- the scent of your slick is not quite so cloyingly sweet. Cold spring air tickles your toes, at odds with the heated flooring.

“Alright, want me to keep the others away?”

“Yes, please and thank you.” Your head hits the door. Resting your forehead against the wood.

A bit of slick trails down your thigh, threatening to land on the floor. You make an alarmed noise.

“Can you get me some clean clothes?”

“Oh yeah, shit- Sorry-”

There are bathing suits hanging on the side of the deep tub- from you and Tae and Hobi last night. from when you'd used the hot tub out on the balcony and soaking away your soreness last night. One of them slides to the floor (Tae’s, bright pink, crusted with pearls like a mermaid) as you hobble to the toilet. Feeling embarrassed and thankful that no one’s there to see you.

You’d gotten kissy and overheated in the tub. Water bubbling around you and concealing your wandering hands. Tae’s bathing suit pulled to the side and yours too eventually. Leaving Hobi pink-cheeked and watching from the other side- teasing himself with the distance.

Until they’d both sandwiched you. Bottoms pulled to the side under the water. Both of your alpha's working in tandem. Knots pressing between the chub of your thighs and sometimes up into the slick plush of your pussy lips. Neither of them slipped inside because you’d said you didn’t want it- that you just wanted to be teased.

And tease they had; with Tae’s cock sliding up between your body and the fabric of your bikini, sat upon her lap. Hobi’s mouth, trailing down the front plunge of your bikini and taking it off eventually. Both of them breathing heaving and nibbling.

You’d felt like a chew toy in the best way. Soft- turned on, not nervous, not anxious. Because neither of them seemed to have any intent on fucking you or knotting you or had been at all upset when you said you didn’t want to fuck. That you just wanted to be touched and nothing else.

You really liked it, being touched without it going anywhere. It’s not exactly surprising that you’d had what surely must have been a wet dream after.  

Yoongi had complained a bit about having to drain the water out of the tub when you’d come in dizzy and body humming, carefully corraled between your two pink-cheeked alphas, but you know he hadn't actually been upset. Just teasing.

You and Yoongi haven't been intimate in that way since your fight and blow-up and then eventual reconciliation but at least the kisses have been lingering and slow and not without heat. The regular intimacy is back, the cuddling too- and you know it's only a matter of time until that part of your relationship unfurls again.

Neither of you are in any sort of rush. You've taken your last three showers with him, had shampooed his hair and shaved his scratchy chin last shower, with him sitting on the shower bench and you standing between his legs. Yesterday after Tae and Hobi had dragged you into the hot tub.

But he hadn't taken you, even though his eyes had been on you and his hands had touched a little softer, a little longer. and he knew exactly what you'd just been doing with tae and hobi by your scent alone. His cock hadn't been completely soft against his thigh but he hadn't asked or initiated anything. Neither had you.

Granted, You hadn’t wanted to be sore for your and Namjoon’s travel day today. Yoongi is a very very considerate mate and packmate.

Now you sit on the edge of the toilet and pull down your pants, cringing when you see the mess of slick that soaks your pj's and darkens the fabric from grey to black. You wonder if it's just the stress of travel and leaving your pack or if there are other things at play here.

Given how you’d forgotten about your and Namjoon’s first date until several weeks after having made the plans for it- it's a little predictable that you’d also forgotten your plans to go on a little vacation with the pack alpha. Granted you'd made your plans shortly before you’d tried to leave them, and that had also kinda distracted both of you, but tomato tamato.

It’s been three months since all of that went down. Springtime is well on its way. The trees are going to leaf out any moment now and join the blooming cherry blossom and crabapple trees and magnolias that dot your section of town. You can barely walk with Hobi to work anymore without him pointing out the magnolia trees and promising that he'll plant one in your front yard before the summer is over.

Soon but not quite yet.

It’s the blooming trees that had actually inspired your trip with Namjoon; Namjoon got the idea when you’d been driving with him to another doctor’s appointment. You'd been quiet, nervous, nose pressed to the window to watch for trees, and you'd asked him to slow down so that you could look longer at the pink tangles of trees along the waterfront.

Namjoon loves to indulge.

You’d perused Airbnb’s together, knitted close one evening on the couch, a glass of wine and Jungkook’s pinky tucked into one limb and Namjoon pressed close on the other. Tae’s laptop balanced on his thighs and Jin on his other side. Because even if your packmates wouldn't be coming- they still want a hand in the planning. The nosey bunch that they are.

You’d planned it out with Jin watching with hawk eyes and deeming certain packages too pedestrian for you, not fancy enough or not romantic enough. You’d finally landed on a hot spring, up north- apparently known for its secluded views and cherry blossoms at this time of year.

Appropriately bougie and appropriately brief at 3 days and 2 nights but special enough for what Namjoon had dubbed your first anniversary present.

You’d talked about it, tangled up with Namjoon on the front porch under about a dozen blankets just to watch the birds getting fat and happy on spring suet and seeds. Hobi hung up the birdfeeders there just for you and Namjoon to enjoy on your mornings.

You and Namjoon watch the birds often on the front porch, now that it's warm enough to sit out here for extended stretches. With him working so infrequently, you've been able to spend a lot more time with him.

Your love with him has always been slower, gentler than the others. Namjoon loves being delicate with you and loves treating you like the fine china that you are. You feel the delicacy in the way he touches you all the time and in the way that he encourages your slow mornings.

Your mouth rounded out and kissed pink from his mouth a second ago, kissing you when the birds don’t linger near the feeder so that your squeaks don’t spook them. Your shirt pulled up as you slid down the cushion, bare skin that Namjoon’s fingers had teased at. A touch just to touch. Tickling at your ribs until you giggle at him to stop.

Petting up and down your sides, he can’t feel your ribs anymore. Hasn’t been able to in months. He indulges in the feeling of your soft skin while you watch the birds flutter. “I don’t know if we can call May our anniversary, you didn’t kiss me really until June.”

“Doesn’t matter, We met in May.”

You'd snorted, "thats not an anniversary Joonie. What was it love at first sight?"

"No," Namjoon says, honest, but that's why you love him, leaning in nose had pressed against your mating mark, sniffing deeply. Letting out a satisfied grumble. "Maybe home at first sight though. I think I could already feel it- that you and Yoongi were mated. I think I just didn’t want to admit it to myself yet.”

Anniversaries and special days aside. The rest of the pack had been predicably jealous when you'd shown them the pictures of the hotel. Not too jealous- because the pack has another vacation in the works at the end of the summer. An idea that’s only just starting to crest their minds. Why shouldn’t they travel now? They don’t have pups- and this might be one of the last summers they have.  

Tae had leaned in over Namjoon’s computer, “Wait this is so pretty- and for photos! I want to go look at all the pink” She’d whined. Jimin had just shaken his head and leaned close to press a kiss to her temple to distract her. Almost hitting one of Tae’s space buns in the process.

“We can always go to the botanical gardens for pictures honey.”

“Yeah! That way you can show me when we get back! and we'll have pictures to show each other” You’d chirped, trying to be comforting.

Sometimes in the pack, it’s hard to separate your relationships out into their single pairs, beyond soon-to-be mated pairs and soulmates aside. It’s hard not to want to do everything together.

But getting away with the pack alpha for a few days is probably going to be good for all of you. A day or two apart and some time to decompress. A brief stretch so that you only miss each other more.

To have the pack alpha’s undivided attention is something that you’re both excited and nervous about.

He’s taking you to a resort and hot springs up north. Surrounded by a cherry blossom grove that’s earned its spot at the top of several travel blogs as the number one event to do in the spring. It's not a terribly long trip and mid-week because the rest of the rooms had been booked up for the weekends already. But Namjoon had still insisted that you get a room with an attached private spring. T

here’s a cherry blossom trail on the grounds and a nice dinner planned for tomorrow night. But nothing else planned for the third day beyond your drive home. Namjoon had heard of this cute little roadside bakery that he wanted to stop at on your way for breakfast.

You’ve been bouncing up and down with excitement since last night- your singular suitcase packed yesterday morning by Tae and Jungkook- who had demanded you pack a quite frankly concerning amount of lingerie.

But even you had to admit that this is an undeniably sexy vacation. You hadn’t planned anything beyond your walk and dinner, mostly because you’d both expected to do something else for the majority of your trip.

Mostly having raunchy passionate hotel room sex… not that Namjoon even said explicitly that that's what he wants to do with you on this vacation. But he hadn't exactly not hinted at that either with the private onsen suite.

But looking down at your soiled panties, slick sticky, and darkening the fabric, you feel the least sexy that you have in weeks.

“What the fuck” you mutter. Quiet. Yoongi knocks at the door again. Softer.

“Can I come in?”

“One sec.”

The sound of crumpling toilet paper and Jin cursing downstairs becomes louder. The windows are open up here and down there and you can hear him and the cracking of metal pans against each other. Hobi’s laugh. The sound of the dishwasher going downstairs. Noodle meows at the front door. You can hear all of it. Yoongi’s footsteps back and forth by the door. Quiet words.

Is your hearing overly sensitive? Or are they all just loud? 

“Give us a sec Jk, sorry but can you go downstairs for a moment?”

Jungkook’s worried voice, the sound of kisses pressed to his lips, “Sure hyung, going for a run anyway,” Then quieter, so soft that you can’t hear- "Is she alright?”

"Yeah, it’s not nerves if that’s what you’re worried about.”

Jungkook breathes in deeply, and lets out a knowing sound as he scents slick on the air. "Want me to keep Jin-hyung away?"

"Please."

This is decidedly not normal for you. Normal for Jungkook sure- he has the most regular dirty dreams out of the whole pack. A few times a week you wake up to the smell of slick, sweet and tempting on the air and more than one alpha tempted to do something about it. Rewarded with Jungkook’s sweet submission when they give in to their temptations.

You've gotten used to his sleepy and quiet ah ah ah's waking you up.

You like morning kisses when Jungkook's getting fucked, it's almost like he forgets how to talk and kiss when he's being dicked down. when you wake up in the morning to gentle repetitive rocking and the sound of soft kisses. Hobi or Tae or Namjoon or Jimin tucked up behind him.

Jungkook likes it best when you pretend like you don't know what they're doing. When you sidle up to his front for a cuddle. You like to hear their croons of "don't be rude to your nestmate Jungkook, give her a good morning kiss." You like tasting Jungkook's shakey sighs against your mouth. Tucking yourself close to him and falling back asleep to the gentle hum of, "You better not cum, you might get the pup all messy, dirty little omega."

You like to be around when they're intimate, it makes you feel like you're still apart of it without any of the fear of being too much or not wanting sex enough. You've been easing up on the fine lines between all of you, on the more free-flowing and free-use parts of your relationship. Starting to explore it safely the way they haven't really had the opportunity too since before you became a part of their pack.

You hadn't really understood free use until jungkook explained it to you.

One afternoon, All of the pups having 'pup time' as Namjoon and Jin had started to call it- but is really just playing Mario cart in the backroom on lazy rainy afternoons. You'd snorted at his explanation. rearranging the plushies in your nesting nook. a note of skeptisizim in your voice.

"I'm not going to just like- push you down and sit on your face? That seems kinda mean Koo."

"For the record the idea of that is really hot." Jimin had tipped his head back, smashing buttons. Tae had hummed agreeing with jimin and combed her long fingers through Jimin's hair while she waits for her turn. Hobi had snorted smashing buttons and clicking.

"It's not mean though- not like mean mean."

Tae's fingers brushing between his legs had distracted him, touching him to tease and feel how hard he is. His little cock a chubby little secret, but jk knows to stay still under Tae's inspection. Jk's little cursor had slipped right off the rainbow road and fallen into space and Tae's hands had slipped off of him too. making him squirm.

"I just like how it feels sometimes, like I'm yours to have and take." Tae continued like nothing was amiss, had pet through his hair as if she hadn't just felt him up. Jungkook's sweet sweet scent is the only tell.

Tae had winked at you over Jungkook's shoulder. "It's kinda like how Namjoon was during a rut right?"

Jungkook's voice was rough, "Right. It's like- I don't know how to explain it- Soothing? That I know you're getting everything you want from me." Jungkook had shaken himself. "You don't have to join in if you don't want too- Hobi doesn't"

You'd turned to Hobi for confirmation, sat closest to you. his back leaned up against the rattan of your nesting nook. Completely focused on the screen and not on your conversation. "I'm like totally lapping you jk."

"No fair, I can't concentrate when I'm talking about sex." The round ends, Hobi wins and Jungkook and Tae swap controllers.

Tae flops down on Jimin's lap, his arms wrapping around her waist and head hooking over her shoulder fluidly. "If I beat you you owe me a kiss."

"Don't make me want to lose. It's not going to work."

"Oh it totally works you just don't want to admit it."

"I'm ready to Loose." Hobi snorts. and is rewarded by a kiss to his cheek.

without a controller, jk looks at you more fully. "We probably won't really start to do it for a little while, at least not not until-" Jungkook falls silent, and the next moment. Yoongi sidles up to the double doors, peering inside smiling at the sight of all of you heaped close. going quiet. "You know you guys could just sit on the couch instead of the floor."

"Not as comfy"

"Do you have room for one more?"

"Hyung you are so on."

Maybe Yoongi's distance with you would be easier to handle if you didn't also know he's been just as distant with the rest of the pack. Sexual needs ebb and flow, desire ebbs and flows too. Not everyone is like Jungkook- constantly in need, constantly simmering heat. Which is one of the reasons why free use for him is less of a want and more of a need. As much as you like to joke that Jungkook is a bit of a nymphomanic, he really does need that kind of gratification to feel loved.

This- the leaking slick, so rarely happens to you and Jin.

This feels disorienting. The bathroom spins. You’d leaked so much slick in your sleep that you’d soaked through your underwear and your pajama pants. they sit in a heap on the floor. Your panties are ruined.

You don’t think it’s just excitement for your trip. You don’t even remember having a dirty dream. You don't feel turned on, dizzy and a little dehydrated.

You can’t put back on your clothes but you tell Yoongi he can come in anyway. Sitting on the top of the toilet, your shirt long enough to cover your bareness but even you have to admit that he’s seen you in far worse states.

He lets out a small alarmed noise but keeps the door cracked behind him. He stoops to the floor to pick up your ruined pajama bottoms, putting them in the laundry. He’s got another pair in his hands and a pair of clean underwear too. He’s alarmed judging by the wide set of his eyes, looking up to your thighs and then your face.

“It’s just the excitement about leaving.” You don't even believe it as it comes out of your mouth.

He stoops and gets on his knees. He puts your feet through the leg holes, fingers on your calves. Humming.

Things have been better between the two of you recently, this isn't strange. Things are going back to the way they where slowly. There’s been little kisses here and there, laughter too; like when you both went out to the beach to stargaze a few weeks ago. just the two of you, a rare lone outing.

The lights were stark and cold up above and Yoongi's smile anything but. His back against the sand and the deep warm sound of his laughter chasing the winter winds away. A Lingering brightness dancing on the edge of your fingers, starlight jumping from your skin to his, close and warm in the night.

"What did you wish for?"

"Nothing"

Then after a moment, you'd admitted it. "For you to be happy"

"I'm already happy sweetheart"

"Really?"

"Really."

"Guess I wasted my wish then."

"I think you can make another wish, that one doesn’t count."

"Okay." A beat, a breath, a kiss to your cheek.

"Did you do it yet?"

"Yoongi-"

He still takes care of you- although the intention behind each action brews a little more balanced than before. He takes care of you and you take care of him too. You hold his latter when he gets up on it to paint, and hand him tools when Hobi’s car needs a tune-up. You follow him around the house the same way he used to follow you around.

You've begun minding his health the same way the others mind yours- you'd made him take vitamin C when he started coughing in mid-March. And nursed him through the unglamorous episode and illness that followed.

You'd held his hand while Namjoon had listened to his lungs and pouted at him each time he tried to get up when he should have been resting. Made him soup and babied him for the week he'd spent coughing and then cuddled him through his fever. Kept him plied with ice water and cough drops and miraculously hadn't caught the same mystery illness.

You’ve been trying to find a middle ground, a new kind of honesty that you hadn’t had before. He takes care of you now just as much as you take care of him.

Now, Yoongi’s hand hovers on your ankle. On his knees in front of where you sit and you’re nearly at eye level with him. You watch his nostrils flare, and his lips descend into a frown as he looks between your thighs. If it were anyone else you'd feel self-conscious.

“What are you thinking?”

Yoongi hesitates before he speaks his suspicion into life. He knows the power his words have and the joy that they have the possibility of ripping away. It's not just your high hopes he's worried about but Namjoon's too.

“Do you think you could be going into heat?”

Your stomach flips, but you instantly shake your head.

When you think internally, You feel no warmth, no wanting in your gut or instincts. You rub your hands over your face. Yoongi hesitates before getting up and washing his hands. Looking at you in the mirror.

“No, I don’t feel-” Your hand hovers over your stomach, and downstairs some pans clatter, and Jin curses loudly again. The pack awaits. You can hear Namjoon’s voice downstairs too. “It could be nothing. It was probably just a dream.”

You cover your face with your hand, quieting the heat in your cheeks. Yoongi doesn’t say anything. Turning around to rest against the sink and look at you, drying his hands slowly. You give him space to say something but when he stays silent you have to ask.

“Do you want me to cancel the trip? I can tell Namjoon, he'd understand.” 

He doesn’t reply immediately. Instead, he comes close again, making an alarmed noise when he sees the goosebumps on your thighs and dropping back to his knees, putting your feet through the holes of the clean pj’s and pulling them up slowly. Tender. His fingers hover on your calves treading higher and higher to the sensitive skin on the inside of your knees.

You have a bruise there, from roughhousing with Jk yesterday morning. A battle over prime nesting material you had not won (you'd been happy to lose when the punishment was being manhandled and several hickeys on various parts of your body. Jungkook likes to nibble.)

Yoongi's thumb covers the bruise in its entirety. “How far is the drive again?”

“Three hours.” Yoongi’s teeth worry away at his lower lip and it takes him a second to debate it internally

“You could come home, if something went wrong, Namjoon would drive you home.” Someone is coming up the stairs, you can hear the creek of the old wood, and you won't have your privacy for much longer.

You lean forward, hitting your forehead with his. “Yeah. You’re right.” Yoongi pecks your nose and stands up, stashing the last of your soiled clothes in the laundry basket where the smell of slick won’t be noticed.

Tae knocks the same second that you pull up your pants. Just in time, you’ll have to undress anyway to shower- but you don’t need her wondering why you and Yoongi are cleaning up your slick and hiding it from the others.

Tae grins from the cracked door once she sees it's just you and Yoongi, nudging it open with her toe completely unaware of the trouble brewing. If she notices the scent of your slick on the air she doesn't say anything. Her hips sway as she leans up against the door. Hands behind her back, holding something grinning at you.

“Can I pick out your outfit?”

“Something tells me you already have; I need to shower first.”

Tae has been taking a lot more free reign when it comes to you and your outfits. It's the one thing you had been interested in when Jungkook had first started to ask about free use. The one thing you'd been curious about.

You'd raised your eyebrow at it the first time you'd noticed Jin and tae set out Jungkook's workout set before work. Shivered and watched as they palmed and tugged and dressed him before letting him go with a kiss and a small tap to his bottom. Jungkook had that wide hazy look in his eyes, a slack grin on his mouth, subspace or omegaspace or some tangle of the two.

You'd been stuttering and unsure, "can we, can you- would you choose my clothes for me too?"

Both of them, Jin and Tae, had stood up straighter, both of them near purring- like they'd been waiting for you to ask. (You haven't forgotten and neither have they- how you call Jinnie daddy and Tae mommy. Although you've begun to use the latter name more casually with Tae).

You are still warming up to it, but Tae's been setting out your clothing most mornings and Jin's been selecting your pj’s each night. Your and Jin's routine usually comes with a hole check and settling if you ask for it nicely (a cock and knot if you ask even more nice, if jin checks your hole and finds you warm and wet and wanting)

While the clothing is not entirely a dominance thing, that needy gleam in their eyes is unmistakable. With Jin, you can almost tell yourself that it's just his grooming instincts, but with tae- the clothing is a little different.

You don’t mind that she likes it, deciding what you wear and how you wear it. You don’t mind that she finds some satisfaction from it- some instinct fulfilled, some pleasure gained. You don’t mind maybe because it’s her and she has good taste, because she so often chooses what you want to wear anyway.

And because, as she so often reminds you, you can tell her no at any time without fear of anger or punishment.

Panties or no panties? A matching set or a soft playsuit for lounging around and nesting? A lacy little bralette or nothing at all?

Actually- I'm going to go for a walk with Hobi today, to the beach. Can I wear one of alpha's sweatshirts?

Of course you can sweetheart.

Maybe because it’s one less decision you have to make, one more way you can let her take care of you. Tae packed your suitcase for this trip because of this newfound sense of give and control.

It's not all endless giving. Tae often checks with you before she does anything too risky.

Tae hadn't been interested in any dominance and submission before you, the one vanilla packmate before her transition. But now that it's here and it's with you, Tae wants and wants and wants. Some of the stuff like with safewords and aftercare she's well acquainted with, but other things are newer for both of you. You know she talks with Namjoon and Jin about it, you know that they are both guiding her with this and teaching her how to be a good dom.

Many evenings Jin looks and inspects what Tae has put you in, their attention makes you shiver and stand straighter, "what a good choice Tae-baby, my good little alpha making our omega so pretty."

One morning blends into another, one morning she doesn't decide at all and then the next she stands there and asks. "Can I push you today?"

You'd squirmed and sat in the dressing room, waiting, negotiating. Jin had already given you a hole check that morning and promised there would be another one later with a heavy look. like he knew before what tae is going to try and do. You'd needed a hole check too- you'd woken up whiney and in omegaspace, sweet and in need of someone to steady your instincts.

"Yes."

You'd stuttered when she'd showed you the dress, the short short hem, fumbled even more when she told you that you wouldn't be wearing anything underneath, that you wouldn't be going anywhere either until someone found out.

(Jimin had been the lucky packmate. Pulling you down onto his lap during breakfast, his bare thighs thick in his shorts. Your cries of "Minnie wait-" came too late when. His raised eyebrows had drawn more than one packmate's attention as he'd held your waist. Stopped you from squirming. his bare skin against your bare skin and wetness, because Tae knew, tae knew and she-

"What is it?" Namjoon had asked. Tae was doing nothing more than grinning and sipping her coffee over his shoulder, watching the situation that she created unfold with a hungry gleam in her eyes. Jimin's fingers had lingered on the hem of your dress. Glancing from you to Tae. "Why don't you come and see hyung?")

Now she holds out a folded dress to you, “guilty.”

You sigh, but Yoongi holds out his hand, helping you stand. You reach for the brush on the counter but Tae beats you to it, standing behind you. So close you can feel her heat down your spine.

You shiver. 

“Guys I can-“

“Nonsense, Mommy will do it.” Tae doesn’t let you lift a finger. And you guess you shouldn’t really be all that fussy or shy, you stay still while Tae detangles your hair and Yoongi starts the shower and sets out your towel and a pair of warm long socks that sit in a heap on top of your folded dress. They won’t have a chance to baby you for the rest of the week (or at least not until Friday when you get home) so you let them take what they can get.

It's not all sexual, it's loving too.

Tae detangles your hair gently, so soft that you're tempted to close your eyes again, especially with the warm steam filling the room. Yoongi stays close, watching you as he stands by the sink and talks to Tae about their plans for tomorrow. Distant plans that you are aware of.

Yoongi's quickly distracted from actually helping you shower by a shout from Hobi downstairs but he doesn't leave without kissing your forehead first. You undress and Tae washes her face and does her skincare routine while you shower. Chatting to you again about your itinerary for today with how she talks you’d almost think that she was coming with but she isn’t.

Today is just for you and Namjoon, the whole weekend really. She’s as excited for you to have some time with Namjoon as you are, maybe even a little bit more excited than you are.

She’s probably just thinking of the outfits.

You're still kind of tired, still kind of half asleep. The steam in the bathroom makes you feel hazy, Tae has to remind you every few seconds not just to lean against the tile under the spray and actually wash your hair. It's just so warm, so nice, here under the warm water surrounded by the scent of her and Yoongi. You paw at the nob to the shower turning it warmer. Sighing when it goes hot.

You must have nodded off for a moment because the rush of cold air from the big glass door opening shocks you into almost slipping. Your hands hit the wet tile to steady yourself. She leans around you, avoiding the water and turning it colder.

“your skin is getting red!” She's alarmed, but not angry as you blink down at your arms and your chest- turned splotchy.

“Yeah, shit, I didn’t realize,” Tae watches you warily, sucking on her lower lip before she prattles on.

"'You're like really sleepy today,"

"Yeah," you say, voice hushed,

"Excited though?" she double-checks.

You grin, dopey "Yeah."

After that everything feels a little hazy, maybe it’s the temperature of the house or just Tae being close. She moves you from the bathroom to the dressing room giggling as you almost bump into the walls, keeping your towel tucked even as you struggle to keep your eyes open.

"I really think I need some coffee," you say as you rub your eyes and Tae dots cream over your flushed cheeks. Her answering hum does not promise caffeine.

"In a second, I'm almost done. You can close your eyes while I do your makeup if you need to." You try to fight your drowsiness- you really do. But soon the scent at the apex of her shoulder and neck temps you too much and you squirm closer and closer in search of her warmth.

Tae put you in a robe when you got out of the shower but you still feel so cold. So needy. You squirm until you're sat across her thighs, each knee on either side of her hips in your familiar position. Whining when she finishes your skincare and has to scoot back to do your hair taking your only source of warmth with her.

Her giggle makes you want to bear your throat to her. "I can't curl your hair and cuddle you at the same time pup." You whine, but she's immune, "Be good." a small warning in her tone.

You straighten up, blinking hazily up at her and letting her detangle herself from you to stand, until she tells you that you can close your eyes again.

Your head lolls while she blow-dries your hair, tugged from side to side by the round brush. Tae's giggles and voice are a lullaby. The warm air from the drier sends more and more of her scent fluttering over your nose.

She reaches to pin your hair back and you nuzzle into her wrist. “Pup” she stresses. But you get away with it.

Tae keeps the makeup light; a bit of strawberry-colored blush deepening the flush on your cheeks, faint concealer.

She starts to dress you, pulling the underwear up your thighs and hips with a soft barely there kiss pressed over them that makes you squirm. She tugs the socks up to your mid thigh and guides your arms through the sleeves and over your head. The thick fabric feels a little like a blanket over your knees. Tae pulls it down until it covers all of you.

You don’t bother to look in the mirror quite yet, still nodding off every now and then as she sprays hairspray to set your soft curls in place. "There we go- you're perfect." 

Her fingers on your cheeks prompt you to open your eyes and when you do, you find you're sitting in front of the vanity. Tae's behind you, her dark silk robe at odds with the light flutter of your dress. One of her arms wraps around your shoulders, and the other grips your face, turning your face from side to side to show off her handy work. Her fingers pinch just enough that your lips stick out. Red but hazy around the edges like your lipstick got kissed off or maybe kissed on- it's hard to tell.

You look like a doll; You look pretty (you always look pretty once Tae has had her way with you).

"What do you say pup?" Tae and Jin have both ganged up on you a bit recently about your manners. You don’t mind her sternness if anything it just makes you feel smaller and more pupish- both things you like feeling around Tae.

"Thank you, Mommy." You pout, and Tae rewards you with a soft kiss that makes you squirm. her fingers still digging into your cheeks.

"You're welcome, honey. Let’s go show our boys what they're missing."

~-~

Tall dark boots wait for you by the door, another gift from Tae. Side by side with your suitcase. Prepared and waiting.

You giggle and tug her on down the stairs, going a little fast, ignoring her cries of "pup, slow down" The excitement builds until you hit the bottom step and almost slip, the socks from Yoongi fluffy and slick, Tae makes to grab you and the two of you tumble straight into Namjoon.

The pack alpha lets out a quiet oof.

It's a good thing he's so tall and strong, both of his arms shoot out to steady you.

You blink up at him, and his big hands hover on your shoulders. Dancing along the back plunge of the dress. It’s a baby doll style, checkered pink and blue. the front is boatnecked, but the back plunges open, tied closed with a bow. Namjoon touches your skin through the low backline. his palm rough and warm.

Namjoon steps back for a second. Making a pleased noise. Looking you up and down, “Look at you pup.”

Tae just leans back against the railing and preens. You look to the left and into the mirror.

You look so small compared to Namjoon and Tae. Doe-eyed and like something out of a cottage core fantasy in your outfit. It’s a little doll-like in cut and style, the bow on the back almost coquettish. Namjoon’s wide hands cover the open panel of your back. Running up and down again. You can feel his grumbly purr of satisfaction against your chest.

Tae tugs down the bottom hem of your dress. You sway.

Namjoon has put a bit more effort into his outfit today too. His jeans are new and his sneakers are the first pair of non medical grade non-slip ones he’s owned in years. He’s wearing a plane tee under a button-down, just his usual uniform since he’s started spending more and more time at home and only working 3 days a week. You bury your face in the front of Namjoon’s shirt, nosing aimlessly.

He looks every picture of a pack alpha, big and imposing. Unafraid of taking up space. The pack alpha grins down at you, all but bouncing up and down on his heels in excitement. The sight of him makes you leak slick again. Just a little. you wonder if both of your alpha’s can smell it.

Really- what is going on?  

“Tae, you-”

Namjoon’s tongue-tied but Tae just smiles, small, at the corner of her mouth in that special secret way that girls smile. She curls a lock of your hair around one of her fingers. “You’re welcome Joonie”

Namjoon squishes you a little harder to his chest in cute aggression and you feel your chest squish too. Huh, Tae didn’t put you in a bra. you're not upset just confused- obviously, you're gonna want to sleep on the drive and wearing one all that way would be uncomfortable but Your hand comes up, feeling.

“You fussed,” she says, “didn’t want it.” Reading your mind is just one of Tae’s many talents, but you blink. You like the way that the dress billows out, not hugging your body. The darts on the side still give the effect of hugging your figure without it being tight.

You peak up at him and Namjoon's blushing, so you hide your face in his chest instead of confronting it. His hand crests your shoulder pulling you in closer, giving you permission to rub your face in harder. You scent him sleepy until your breath is hitching.

Noodle yowls and slips through your ankles, purring and trailing after Hobi who just huffs happily, watching the three of you from the living room before he continues plucking blankets off the couch, a half-full basket of laundry in his clutches that he ferries down to the basement.

Namjoon's dimples are little crescent moons to the star of his smile when you pull back. immeidatly ducking back down when the sight of him overwhelmes you. “Having fun down there?” He teases.

“Yes,” you reply stubbornly and he laughs, his stomach pushing out against your sternum. You bury your face back in his shirt again, harder this time. Too shy to meet the pure adoration in his eyes. 

“I’ve just got to put the suitcase and my bag in the car and then we’ll be ready to go okay? Wanna get us some coffee?” You nod, and he pecks your forehead before detangling himself from you.

"Tae!" Hobi calls from the basement. "Can you get me your dirty laundry please?" Hobi, "Jk wants to do it when he gets home but I don't want him carrying anything down the stairs." Tae sighs and heads back upstairs.

A loud clang and more cursing interrupts you where you’re standing in the entryway. But it’s just Jinnie. You follow the source of the noise to the kitchen, hovering unsure by the kitchen island.

If you had a good night's sleep last night- it looks like Jin had the opposite.

Jinnie doesn’t look like his usually perfectly curated omega this morning; his striped robe has stains on the hems. His cheeks are blotchy and his eyes are puffy. His coffee cup leaves rings where it sits on the countertop like his hands had been shaky when he set it down.

He's got about a dozen bags of flour- semolina and almond, caster sugar and regular sugar taking up every available space in the kitchen. Along with just about everything from the confines of your fridge too. He looks like he's half way between breakfast and a deep clean. Even though it's already almost 10.

You watch as he sighs and rubs a hand across his face furrowing his eyebrows when he thinks that no one’s watching. You sidle up behind him and he jumps a few feet in the air, “pup- I didn’t-” You nudge his shoulder with your nose (a special little omegan hello). Jin exhales, and his shoulders relax, no longer up to his ears.

"What are you looking for?" It's the wrong thing to ask. Jin puffs back up almost instantly. The mirror image of Noodle when there's a fly he just can't seem to catch.

Jin pulls the coffee mugs down from where they sit, one after another, putting them down a little hard and quick. "The syrup! I don't know who put it away last but when I find out who did I'll-"

You smile, and wordlessly go over to the sink, opening the door and bending down to reach around in the cleaning supplies, pulling it from all the way in the back with a quiet ah-ha!

"Oh, you-" Jin blinks down at you a little stunned. Then bristles, voice going darker. Eyes narrowing with suspicion. "Did you put it there?"

You are not intimidated at all by Jin's pack omega shenanigans or his grumpiness this early in the morning. Smiling up at him absolutely unbothered by his sour mood. "No, you did!"

Jin pouts, gesturing at you to explain, you shrug and set it on the counter. "It looks the same as a bottle of cleaning supplies, and the last time you gave the kitchen a deep clean you weren't wearing your glasses."

"Oh." Jin's lips are a near-perfect circle, plush where they pout, annoyed with himself. "Thank you." You get up on your tippy toes to peck him on the cheek and dart past him to put your sourdough starter and semolina flour away very very carefully.

Jin starts to undo the rest of his whirlwind, leaving out some of the ingredients so that he can get started on the pancakes. The house is quiet for now, the two of you work side by side in companionable silence.

When you're done, Jin wipes his hands on the cloth. “Do you have everything you need before you go?”

You nod, and Jin's shoulders deflate, leaning up against the counter, he barely manages to hide his crushed expression before he turns away and starts to get to work on the pancakes. He pulls a metal bowl down from the shelf without a word whereas he'd usually ask you for help with it- and starts adding eggs to it indiscriminately, cracking them with one hand.

“Jinnie?” You ask quietly. The eggs go tap-crack-plop. The pack omega hums, but doesn’t look up from the bowl. Pausing after the first few eggs to break the yolks with a large whisk. The scrape of metal against metal jarring.

“Do you, uhm-” his eyebrows are furrowed concentrating on what he’s doing, “Do you want us to stay home today?”

Jin looks up so quickly that he almost cracks the next egg onto the countertop instead of in the bowl. “What! No- what gave you that idea?” Jin sets the bowl down and reaches for you, but you look at his fingers, sticky, and the rest of him- covered with flour. The dress Tae put you in is new, and the flour will surely show.

Jin washes his hands, and dries them, while you get two travel mugs down from the shelf. One green travel mug for Namjoon and a pink one for you. He dries his hands in the cloth while he watches you.

Tae's really really mean, making you look so pretty before you'll leave for so long. Three days. That will be your longest absence from the house, the den, and Jin's nest since the beginning.

Jin feels a little like he's choking. Like his skin is crawling. You're not even going to eat breakfast with them. Even back when Jin still had his day job with the Fbi. Breakfast is your ritual.

Jin lets out a shakey breath, “Of course I want you to go and have fun pup. You and Namjoon have been looking forward to this for weeks.” You pour out coffee and then enough milk into both your and Namjoon’s travel mugs.

“I know, but that wouldn’t mean anything if you wanted us to stay- you seem-” You glance up at him, and miss the next dollop of milk in Namjoon’s cup, getting it all over the counter. “Shit.”

Jin just hums and uses his cloth to whip it up. Almost pinning you to the counter in the process, leaning around you so that he’s sandwiching you in on all sides. His chin hits the top of your head. And when he’s done you flip around looking up at him.

“You’re-” you choose your words carefully, “you’re off today?” he can hear the question in your voice. Tucking an errant hair behind your ear. But he’s not disagreeing with you. You continue to pry. “You feel like Mini does when he’s having a bad sensory day?”

“Yeah,” Jin breathes in and out, and it looks like it takes him effort. You wait for him to say that he needs you, that he really doesn’t want you to go, that the idea of having you outside of the nest is not something that he can handle today.

“Make sure Namjoon texts me when you get there okay? And I want you to call me before you go to bed tonight and show me your nest. If you want to pack some blankets or stuff that smells like us you should- don’t worry about missing the traffic- and- and-”

Hobi thuds up the stairs from the basement, an empty laundry basket in his hands.

“Hey no stealing her-” he wags his fingers, Jin pouts at your alpha, and you watch his eyes follow Hobi. You watch Hobi’s eyes flicker down your body and then back up to your face, and Jin’s arms tighten around your waist.

“Hobi she’s my pup-” but Hobi just wags his finger, you’ve never seen him even try to put Jin in his place before let alone scold him.

Is everyone feeling a little bit off kilter, or is it just you?

“Technically he’s not stealing me, technically I’m stealing his alpha.” Hobi senses the guilty lilt in your voice and shakes his head. Jin pecks your forehead, lingering for just a little bit longer than he might ordinarily before he steps back to his bowl, and adds a dark splash of vanilla to the creamy contents.

“No he's going to get substantially babied by his other three alphas-Jiminie and I are taking everyone out for dinner tomorrow tonight so that no one has to cook or anything- we’re gonna go to one of Tae’s fancy poetry readings and stuff.”

“Oh,” you say. You sort of like Tae’s poetry, sort of love watching her play around with words like she’s a little kid in a sandbox. Two seconds ago, you’d been worried that Jin would feel left out and now-

“Can you check the oil in your car before they leave?” Jin asks. Hobi’s eyes flicker to his and then yours.

“Yeah, when are you guys heading out?”

You pout, feeling guilty, “sort of right now.”

“Oh shit. I thought-” Hobi shakes his head, and for a second you think you see something like disappointment cross his features. “I’ll do it now.”

Hobi has graciously allowed you to borrow his car for the weekend because of its spacious and easy-to-travel interior. Namjoon loads your suitcases into the Lambo while Hobi grabs a wad of paper towels and makes him promise not to ding it- he only just got all the scratches from Jimin buffed out and freshly painted.

Yoongi lingers with you by the front door, watching Hobi pop the hood. Your hands tangled for a second and he drags you in. His cheek resting on top of your head for a second, while you rub your chin across his collarbones, scenting him before you go.

But Namjoon is already waiting by the car, watching you with a soft smile.

Hobi tops the oil off and slowly walks to the front porch, almost like he's prolonging your departure by going as slow as possible. You give a small shiver as the breeze rustles the birdfeeders and the windchimes casting your scent in his direction. His nostrils flare and his eyes dart from you to Yoongi who ever so subtly shakes his head.

Hobi walks up the stairs to you, sweatshirt pulled up to his elbows, curling his hand around your elbow in passing. “One sec- wait.” Namjoon rests his chin on the hood of the car, both your cups steaming into the open air. Yoongi taps his fingers against the balcony railing, and for a second you think he’s going to ask you to stay, that the worry of you going into heat is too much.

But then he doesn’t. You stand close enough to him that his elbow brushes yours.

“Take pictures,” he tells Namjoon. The pack alpha’s cheeks go pink and you make a face. “Yah not those kinds of pictures!” But your mate is smiling and that’s all you need for the last of your nerves to dissipate.

“Love you,” you say without looking at him.

“Love you too, please call.” He looks down at you.

“I will.”

Hobi comes back, he’s got a tangle of fabric in his hands, a scarf of Tae’s, and a hat of his. “It’s not that cold.” You try and wine. “It’s gonna be warm at the hot springs.” Hobi leans down to your level, purposefully pulling his hat over your eyes roughly probably messing up your hair. You whine "My hair- Hobi-" He just grins down at you.

“Do you want to take my jacket? How about some mittens?”

“Guys” You roll your eyes at your packmates, but Yoongi and Hobi wear twin grins. “It is like maybe 50 degrees. Jungkookie went running when it was 30 yesterday.”

“Jungkookie runs all the time.”

“He did it in shorts and without a shirt.” Hobi just messes up your hair again, rubbing around the hat and probably causing a fair amount of frizz. So much for tae's hard work.

“I’ve got the heat warmer on already!” Namjoon calls, and you give your last goodbye kisses before hurring after him down the steps.

“Bye!”

“have fun!”

“Be safe!” 

You ignore the tight feeling in your chest as you pull away from the house, ignoring the same way that Yoongi- still standing on the porch, starts breathing heavily. His eyes going a bit wild, panicking just a tiny tiny bit. Hobi wraps his arms around him in a hug and holds him through the anxiety. You are already down the street when Hobi lets go.

"Breath hyung, it's just a few days, she'll be back by Friday."

"Yeah, Friday." Yoongi replies sullenly.

“She’s gonna be fine hyung.”

“Yeah,” Yoongi says, staring after you.

~-~

You fall asleep sometimes after the little roadside bakery. it was just as cute as Namjoon promised, with a pink interior and a whole bunch of different scones and muffins and cupcakes. A small purple box of them in the back of the car sloshes with the movement of the backcountry roads. a full belly of half-finished treats, blueberry scones, and coffee cake muffins, lulls you to sleep in the warm interior of the car.

Namjoon’s soft presence in the driver’s seat and his hand on your thigh does wonders to settle you from the fraught feeling that you’d had while leaving the house. Really, you don't know what you were so worried about.

Namjoon leans over when traffic’s paused, to wipe a tiny crumb from your cheek. Smiling softly. Is this how Hobi feels when he goes on drives with you? Namjoon can see why he likes it- watching your head lull, the soft sound of your breathing, and your sweet scent building and building in the contained interior of the car until Namjoon’s lungs ache with it.

You sleep almost the whole way, only waking when the sun is low in the sky and the scenery is starting to go all moss green and pretty. The country roads are not as maintained here- and the wheels of the lambo start to thud and bump over potholes and cracks. One particularly heavy thud makes you rouse.

“We’re almost there,” he says, and you sip from the water bottle and yawn, Your eyelashes feel so heavy. Gone is suburban sprawl and the lights from distant cities. You bob and weave through switchbacks and steep hills. The thick clouds cover the scenery like a blanket. Maybe it’s mist or steam?

It feels like you too are covered with something heavy and hazy.

The onsen is a tangle of buildings deep in a grove of tall pine trees. The forest is dark green and dotted with bright splotches of pink, the whole drive up to the front is lined with them. it's so pretty you press your cheek to the window. You’re not feeling any more awake by the time you roll up to the front of the onsen and Namjoon parks and tells you that you can stay inside while he checks in.

It’s a traditional style building with thick black tiled roofs and smooth polished wooden beams. Deep dark streams run from building to building, and a covered path crisscrosses back and forth. people walk past in white fluffy robes, clutching grey towels to their chests.

A child somewhere giggles, and your eyes flutter closed, leaning your cheek on the door, nose poked out the open window. You can feel the heat from here.

Namjoon gets your keys and your directions to your room from the kind elderly omega at the front. Your suite is at the edge of the property, secluded and far away from the communal baths that require bathing suits. But Namjoon booked this suite for a reason- because it’s private, you don’t need to separate by secondary gender at all.

You don't even need to wear your bathing suits if you don't want too.

It is far away from the main building though, by the time he pulls the car up to the front you have nodded off again, the warm air tickling your face. Hobi’s hat is discarded in your lap.

It’s really warm here, that must be why you fall asleep so easily, right?

You can feel the bob of Namjoon’s steps, his arms underneath you. The feeling of warm air billowing tickles your face. Your arms weakly wind around his neck, when Namjoon sets you on your feet and you teeter, still half asleep.

“Sorry pup, I just need to shut the door.” Namjoon steers you gently towards the bed and you blink, looking up at him, a little out of it. Yawning so wide and long that your jaw pops.

“Sorry, I don’t know why I can’t seem to wake up.”  

“You’re a little scent drunk- it’s okay.” Namjoon presses a glass of water into your hands and you look around your hotel room.

The smooth dark floor compliments the white walls and earth tones of the furniture. The onsen staff were nice enough to open the doors to your courtyard and warm sweet air rolls in along with the steam. From your bed (king-sized, but smaller than you’re used to since your bed at home is two king-sized smushed together) you can see out into the courtyard.

The wide room looks out over onto a courtyard, a deep inset pool on the floor with water that flows freely from one suite to the others- quartered off between units by high wooden fences. Great swathes of grasses and half a dozen tall weeping cherry trees rim the edge of your courtyard.

Grown in and gnarled. They have to have been here longer than you've been alive. Thick roots push up the soil and the grasses and the tiled edge of the pool on the far side. Long tendrils of pink flowers flutter, you have to stand up and go to the opening to get closer.

“Pretty, isn’t it?” Namjoon offers, close behind you. He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you to rest against his chest while you look out at the deep pool. The dark green tile camouflages the bottom and makes the pink petals stand out. Its calm surface dances with flower petals and steam. It’s probably chest-high on Namjoon at its deepest.

“It’s so peaceful,” you say, your voice hardly a whisper. Nothing beyond the gentle falling petals and your alpha’s breathing behind you disturbs it. Namjoon's thumbs rub up and down your elbows. His nose trails down the side of your throat.

“Apparently the hot water helps the cherry trees bloom a lot more vibrantly.”

“Do you think Hobi would plant us one of these if we asked him?”

“I think he’d do it the second you said you wanted it. Even if it was 3 in the morning, he’d start digging.”

You giggle and relax back into his touch.

They’re beautiful. You chose the perfect time of year because there’s still countless blossoms on the trees and yet big bunches have gathered on the outdoor patio, some even flutter inside falling like snow.

You squeal, and suddenly with more energy, Namjoon laughs as you pick up a big handful of petals and blow them in his face. "Oh no you don't- this is war!" He stoops, picks up his own handful and you go like that, throwing blossoms at each other like they're snowballs until you're both covered in pink. Giggling and clinging to each other. Namjoon picks one from your eyelashes.

"Wait! Yoongi wanted pictures." You send one to the group chat, your cheek smushed to Namjoon's cheek, both of you covered with tiny pink petals. Namjoon turns and kisses one off your cheek, and the resulting photo ends up becoming his home screen eventually.

“Want to put on our bathing suits?” You nod jauntily, starting to move in the direction of your suitcases to get them but Namjoon shakes his head. “Stay put, I’ll get them.” He pauses for a second, trailing his nose up the side of your throat again, eyebrows furrowed. your whole body goes shivery. He crosses the room to the suitcase while you hide your blush, turning away to watch the cherry blossoms flutter in another strong breeze.

But then there’s a crash and you look back.

Namjoon’s standing pink-cheeked. Looking down at the tangle of clothes and your suitcase upended on the floor. Looking from you to the pile and the rivers of pink and purple and pastel lace upended out onto the floor. The lingerie that Tae packed for you that Namjoon was definitely not supposed to see until they actually got on your body.

 You stoop to get them before he can, shoving them back inside. Cheeks aflame. “Tae- she- I don’t know why she-”

“It’s okay- ugh- uhm” Namjoon is so red you think he might be transmuting into a tomato. Namjoon swallows hard, picks up his swim trunks from the floor and you wheel your luggage into the bathroom, a strappy thong gets tangled in one of the wheels and you drag it with a loud squeak until it's inside.

You shut the door but the damage is already done. You let out a quiet embarrassed whine.

You find yourself pacing back and forth in front of the mirror for a moment. Struggling with your fancy dress that’s for tomorrow night’s dinner, hanging it up with a huff so that it doesn't get any more wrinkles. shaking off your embarrassment. It's just Namjoon, he's seen you in your lingerie before.

You knew what you were agreeing to going on this vacation with Namjoon. A solo vacation just for the two of you sends a very very pointed message. This is a sexy vacation- a private suite and a private onsen only means one thing and now at the precipice of it you feel- you feel-

Namjoon nocks, but you tell him you need a minute trying not to sound scared.

You don’t even know why you feel scared; you’ve had sex with Namjoon before, and taking him is no longer quite as daunting of a task as it once was. But you feel unsettled. Out of your depth here. Intimacy and romance are so much harder without your pack around you to reassure you to egg you on.

You need to call Tae.

She picks up on the second ring, “Pup!” she sounds happy and bubbly even through the phone. You even hear a bit of relief in her voice. “I’m doing my nails upstairs because Jin and Jungkook are being loud; did you get to the hotel yet? How are the flowers?”

“Tae” you hiss, keeping your voice down. “Did you think I’d spend the whole weekend lounging in lingerie!? You didn’t even pack me a bathing suit!” You whine. Still pacing.

“Well, I was actually hoping you’d spend the whole weekend getting your lingerie torn off of you but-”

“Mommy” you whine, and she quiets.

“It’s at the bottom, the dark red one with the flowers.” You find it, if only because it’s a bright oxblood in the mess of pastels. It’s dotted with pale yellow flowers and crossing straps that are supposed to tie around the slimmest part of your waist several times. It’s very Tae. Strappy and sexy and so tiny. The triangles are so small, it might as well be lingerie too.

“Tae- this isn’t going to fit me.”

“Yes, it does” she quips. “I measured.” You flush. You’re sure she did actually measure, probably during one of your morning preening and grooming sessions that you have a habit of spending mostly in omegaspace, an eager puppet to her hands. The idea that you’d been so far down, so trusting that you didn’t even notice warms your blood.

But Tae chose this for you, your alpha chose this for you and your other alpha. Tae does often know best. She knows what Namjoon likes.

Your heart rate slows a little. but you don't let Tae off that easy. “Tae- this is just a mess of strings,” she giggles, and you know just from the sound of it that she did this on purpose.

“Come on, live a little.”

“I know but- but-” you sit on the toilet, and she hums.

You wait, sensing that she’s yet to speak. You can hear Namjoon in the other room, starting to pace. You swear you hear him talking too. The hushed grumble as he talks to someone over the phone to someone.

“I’m sorry, I should have packed you something more modest. I just thought you’d want to- I don’t know, tell me off if I'm wrong but- Don't you want to explore a little? You can have both. Being wanted and being treated delicately- it's not one or the other.”

Your breath hitches, and you wonder how she managed to hit it right on the head. You do feel delicate- you've felt delicate the whole day.

“You can wear skimpy clothes and Namjoon will just be happy he gets to look at you. He still won’t do anything unless you say you want him to. He’s well-behaved like that.”

“Mommy-”

“You love feeling cute, you love feeling wanted. Let him want you pup, it doesn’t have to mean anything.”

“You’re just saying that because you like to give Namjoon a hard time.”

“It’s a love language” that does get a giggle out of you. She sounds satisfied, her voice a purr, but she still apologizes. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you upset.”

“You didn’t, I just panicked in the moment.” You pause, and Tae doesn’t fill the space with chatter. “I feel so innocent around him, so- not like this. Not that it’s dirty to dress this way, just…” You trail off.

"The pack alpha loves you, he’s gonna think you’re stunning no matter what. You could walk out in nothing and he’d still probably ask before he looked at you.”

“I kinda want him to look at me,” You admit, confess. “I kinda like making him have to restrain himself.” You have no reason to be nervous.

Tae’s voice is a purr, “There’s my girl. What do you say?”

“Thank you mommy.”

“Are you gonna be a good girl for the pack alpha?” Her voice is a dark purr.

“No mommy.”

"Perfect. Love you. Have fun. Make sure Namjoon gets a nosebleed.”

“Love you too, tae?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you."

~-~

Namjoon does what Tae expected when you open the door.

He’s standing by the edge of the bed looking at his phone, tapping away while you stand, waiting. “I ordered us food, I know it’s a little early but we’re so far away from town, I just thought-”

He looks up at you and promptly drops his phone. He tries to catch it but fails. Then he tries to lean down to grab it and smacks his head on the bed.

It’s soft, so he sort of bounces back up.   

He grips his forehead and you cover your giggle with your hand. “Sorry I shouldn’t be laughing, are you okay?”

“Totally fine. Yup. Totally- really good-“ and his mouth goes dry at the away of your hips walking over to him. Namjoon’s red all the way from his collar to his ears.

After a moment of just staring at you he tears off his shirt, over his head, quick. His hair is all fluffy and spikey when he comes out the other side.  “It’s like really hot in here, right? Not just me, right?"

You blink up at him. Your grin already teasing.

"That was not a pick-up line.” He tries to justify. Panicked.

“Sort of sounded like a pick-up line.”

Namjoon stares at your face, “I’m trying really hard not to look down. It’s taking like- all of my brain power.”

You put your arms behind your back, bouncing back and forth on the balls of your feet. “You can look if you want.”

Namjoon does look, eyes drifting from string to string, words tangling behind his bitten lips. You can hear the growl build in his throat. He crosses his arms, biting his fist in an effort not to say something stupid as you twirl and show him your bikini. When you look back, his knuckles bear the red imprints of his teeth. 

“Sorry, let me start again- you look great. Awesome- 5 stars, want to swim with you so hard- I mean bad!  I thought maybe I should order food, so I did that- order food. I know I should have asked you what you want to eat but I just got like- a lot of food instead. And I also door-dash candy because you like sweet stuff for dessert. but the main house sells buns until 8 pm- not that they could be better than your buns- I mean the red bean buns you make a home! Not your butt- I mean that’s really nice too. I mean- shit- I mean-”

“Namjoon?”

“Yeah?”

“Stop talking.”

“I’ll stop talking yeah. Probably a good idea,” Namjoon leaves his phone on the floor, watching you, blinking like he doesn’t quite believe his eyes. Traceing the strings that cross your body. “Fucking hell-”

In a moment of bravery, you reach back and pull at the strings, and a sound dies in Namjoon’s throat as it falls off of you string by string. You keep eye contact with Namjoon the whole time. You watch him swallow hard, and it seems like he doesn’t know what to do with his hands.

You reach to the side of your hip and pull at those strings too and the rest falls to the floor.

Namjoon forcefully keeps his eyes on your face, But his eyes are dark and gentle, honey and vibrant with the force of his wanting, lips parting in an unsteady breath.

“Fuck”

You turn and walk into the pool, not looking back at him as you go. your heart thundering in your ears as you struggle not to trip or slip on the smooth decking and then grab onto the railing like a lifeline and lower yourself into the dark water.

The onsen water is clear and clean- warm almost to the point of being too hot and stinging your skin. But some part of you, the same part of you that had you turning belly down in the nest earlier, loves the warmth and wants to roll around in it. Easing in with a sigh, looking back at him, your hair tickling your shoulders wet.

You don’t speak, and neither does he as he walks to the edge of the decking, following you as if he’s in a trance.

Namjoon stands there for a moment. And then he stoops, pulls down his swimming trunks too, somehow manages not to trip over them while he steps out of them in the process. And you can’t stop your flickering eyes south.

You lean your cheek up against the smooth wood decking and look up at him.

He's almost all the way hard, your pulse quickens at the way his cock lies against his thigh, the way he twitches just a little under your gaze. you push back and float into the middle of the pool.

He follows you in and when he moves through the dark water in your direction you don’t move back. you let him scoop you up and pull your slick body against this. Both of you bare, both of you hidden beneath the dark water. He feels so good, hard and strong and familiar against your front. The last of your fear disappears the second Namjoon touches you and you remember.

For a second you think his hands are going to slide south to grab at your ass, your chest, or anywhere else- but he doesn't. Namjoon doesn't make to kiss you, he just holds you to his chest, hugging you bare. The same way he hugs you in the morning, at night when he gets home. You're nude, but instead of making to have you. For a second Namjoon just holds you.

Safe.

“You know, even though we’re nude we don’t need to- if you don’t-” he pauses and you watch Namjoon war with what this calls for too. A very sexy vacation usually means lots of filthy nasty sex but-

Namjoon’s pectorals in the water cause little ripples. You wind your arms around his neck pressing yourself closer. The water might be warm, but it's him you reach for and cling to in the water.

“Can we just stay here for a while? Just close like this?”

“Yeah,” His voice sounds so husky, so rough, his nose traces yours, but he doesn't lean in to kiss you. Just holding you is enough. There will be more than enough time for kisses later. “Yeah, I like the idea of that.”

Namjoon takes you to the deep end, still holding you up, past the point where your feet can touch the bottom. The warm water and his warm body around you feels so good. You can feel his hard cock pressed between you and your stomach (it’s kind of hard to ignore the literal third leg that Namjoon has) but there’s no rush to do anything about it as he holds you. No rush to abandon the quiet and the gently falling dusk.

The pink petals that dance on the surface of the hot water like stars dance upon the night sky. The steam rises up around you and water gathers on Namjoon’s lower lip.

Namjoon does not try and touch you, he doesn’t slide his hands down to your ass, he just pulls back to look at you and yet keeps you snug. Your nipples are hard, brush his skin, and you hiss, sensitive. He doesn’t need to say anything, doesn’t need to do anything but hold you in the water.

He sways on his tippy toes, and you kick your feet a little, he has a good hold on you but just barely, laughing softly. He meanders back to where it's shallow and he can hold you properly, an apology in his smile. You've got one hand around the back of his neck, your cheek resting against his chest listening to the rabbit hum of his heartbeat, your eyes drooping a little, eyelids heavy.

His hand pets through your hair, tangling at the nape of your neck. Cradling you close. “Thank you for coming all this way with me, I really wanted this, just-” His arms tighten around you, “Just this. Physical intimacy isn’t just sex and cuddling. This is perfect.”

“Yeah,” you say, your voice blocked out by the sound of his heartbeat- or is it yours that you can hear awfully loud? beating rapidly, thudding harder and harder.

It's weird, your heart is beating so fast but you still feel so tired. so tired you just might-

“I know I don’t say it often, but I- I really love you; I need to say it more often.” You want to say it back but your mouth is just so sluggish, so tired. Your arms start to go slack around his neck. “I love you so much pup.”

In the silence, the gurgle of the water grows louder and louder and louder.

“Pup?” Namjoon pulls away from you for a second to look at your face. Without your arms around his neck, you sink like a lead weight. The water slides past your mouth.

“Pup!”

~-~

(The pack, now)

In the wake of you and Namjoon leaving everything feels a little bit off kilter. A little bit not right.

No sooner has the car pulled out of the driveway and your scent has dissipated from the house than Jin is stifling his sniffles and excusing himself to the bathroom only to come back smelling soggy and hormonal and with red-rimmed eyes.

Yoongi casts worried glances in the direction of the driveway and Jimin and Jungkook come back from their run, with a huff and a giggle of thudding feet on the porch. Having nearly everyone home does little to settle or lighten the mood.

They come inside, sweaty and yet cold, scents sweetening until they don't. Hobi watches them realize, almost comically that the den is two packmates short. Jimin goes into Tae's library room and returns empty-handed. Jungkook looks from the couch to Jin's side, his smile falling. “Did they leave already?”

Jin covers his nose with his sleeve. Scowling in Jungkook's direction. “Yeah, about an hour ago.”

“Damn,” Jungkook pouts, “I really wanted to see them off.”

Jin turns back to his pancakes with a huff before Jimin can catch his eye.  Jimin moves close, but Jin sidesteps him so fluidly that Hobi could almost convince himself that it is just that- fluid and thoughtless.

But Hobi’s not sure. Something feels off. Jin’s scent is too sour, too disjointed like the sweetness and sourness are separate notes for it to be entirely incidental. Jin wrinkles his nose, eyes on the batter, whisking it smooth (he'd deemed the first batch non-palatable and started all over again, under the threat of tears), “Can you shower Jiminie? And would someone open the windows- it’s stifling in here.”

Jimin is a good alpha, just nods and looks Jin over. “Okay hyung, are you okay?”

“I’m fine Minnie just-“ Jin ignores Jimin’s puppy eyes and Jungkook’s and Tae’s (Yoongi still hasn’t torn his eyes off of the driveway) gesturing wildly with the whisk. “If you don’t all settle then you'll have to have breakfast on the table instead of the couch where I know you stinky little pups want to eat it. I’ll count to three. One”

That’s all it takes, and the three of them are leaping hand over hand to sit on the couch instead. Jin fluffs back, satisfied at being obeyed. Hobi stays close. Jimin scents over Tae’s shoulder and then heads upstairs.

“Let me help?” Hobi offers, and Jin nods, sidestepping him once again as Hobi reaches around him to turn on the electric griddle.

Hobi doesn’t play music while they cook for the sake of Saturday morning cartoons (they’re not cartoons- just the episode of the drama that Tae missed last night when she decided she’d rather retreat upstairs with you and Hobi instead of watching it with Jin. And it’s a Wednesday, not a Saturday) the familiar just-seen sounds do not lull Jin into a reverie, because Jin is not easily lulled this morning.

Something is wrong with Jin hyung, and he just won’t say what.

Instead of retreating to the couch to cuddle like Hobi can tell Jin needs, he just keeps cooking. Even though Hobi's usually the one who handles pancakes, makes them into nice hearts and stars and squiggles. Not the weird and lopsided ovals that Jin makes. Jin just can’t sit down or stop moving, can't stop the feeling like something bad will happen if he stops-

An animal claws at his chest, a feeling without a name, hungry and frightened. A wolf backed into a corner will bite and Jin feels claustrophobic- something pressing in around him from all sides.

Your scent and Jungkook’s scents are the only ones unoffensive for some reason (Yoongi's would be too- if he didn't smell so worried), maybe it's because you're among the lowest in the hierarchy. Hobi's is a little better- if only because he smells like soft alpha instead of heady strong alpha. Hobi’s caramel scent is mild. At ease.

For that reason alone, he's allowed to stay close. 

Something in Jin's chest purrs when he gets Jin a plate for the finished pancakes. What a good alpha, what a capable alpha. So thoughtful.

Pack Alpha chose well.

Pack alpha? Where is alpha? Abandoned? Alone? Pup? Where is pup? Stole pup. Bad alpha. Nest thief. Icky alphas shouldn't steal pups that don't belong to them. Need pup. Need nest, need pack alpha, need-

Jin breathes in for 5 and out for 9. Unsure why his instincts are making a rare appearance this morning, why he's feeling his inner omega chomping at the edges of his mind for a chance to get out.

He busies himself making more pancakes than any one pack could conceivably eat in one morning. No matter how many times Hobi and Tae ask him to just rest. To put the batter away for later, he just hums at them and moves on.

It’s like he’s worried he’ll lose his momentum if he sits. Standing in front of the sizzling griddle with a spatula in hand his pout ever-present. Making more and more pancakes even though almost everyone is full. Jimin comes back and takes a good stack. Jin almost purrs in satisfaction.

Jin hasn’t even eaten a single one.

Jungkook watches Jin from the kitchen island where he munches on his plate, not taking his eyes off of the other omega. Lips glossy from maple syrup.

The pancakes pile up high with no one to eat them and the hours drag on and on. Past the time when you and Namjoon should have arrived at the onsen. Jungkook’s cheeks are sticky and round with the bites. Jin says he’s not hungry, but the truth is his stomach is roiling with nausea.

Yoongi and Hobi cast glances at each other over his head, at least whenever Yoongi tares his focus away from the driveway.

Jin hyung might be inconsolable, but Yoongi's distress is a little more manageable. He steps close as they wash dishes, bumping elbows and trying to catch the beta's eye. “Want to go for a drive later hyung?”

If Hobi asked you he knows you’d be up and out the door without another word. But Yoongi is not you. Yoongi just glances, looking from Hobi to the front door nervously.

Something is definitely up.

After a moment Yoongi just shakes his head, and Hobi tries not to feel a little disappointed. “Sorry Daisy, just-” Something flickers across Yoongi’s face. He’s really bad at keeping secrets, Hobi doesn't know how he kept the whole mafia thing under wraps for so long. His concern for you is so palpable that Hobi almost wants to call you just to alleviate it.

(That wouldn't be right, the whole pack had agreed to leave your and Namjoon's time alone, to give you both space this weekend. It's okay. It's going to be okay; they'll survive.)

(This sucks, not having everyone togeather sucks, everything sucks.)

Maybe Hobi doesn't understand Yoongi's single-minded focus- not being mated and all. Does Yoongi feel your absence like a physical ache? Or is it more of a wound without any blood? What does it feel like- to have your soul-bonded partner so far away?

The beta hums, looking back out the window. Noodle is out there, in the middle of the cul-de-sac staring yoongi down through the kitchen window.

Yoongi flinches. "Jesus Christ that fucking cat-"

Hobi glances up and smiles. Noodle's tail goes up and he trots to the front door at the sight of Hobi in the window. Hobi snorts, "He's just like you waiting for her to come home."

“He is not like me, if I was a cat I'd be less fluffy. And probably black."

"Whatever you say hyung."

Jin snorts, getting in on it, acting normal for the first time in hours and Hobi wants to sag against the countertop in relief. "You'd have a rat tail. it would have like no hair."

"Would not"

"Would too-"

Jimin's footsteps thunder down the stairs. "I'd be a Calico!"

"You'd be a munchkin Minnie- not a calico."

"Can I be a Norwegian forest cat? The orange ones? They're so pretty!"

Tae prattles on about Warrior Cats, one of the first series that she ever read, and everyone lets her talk about the story because everyone is sort of hopelessly in love with Tae. As the only girl home right now- she deserves a little bit of indulging.

Jungkook stays silent, watching Jin. It's a little unnerving like Noodle watching Yoongi through the open window. Jin ignores him.

Hobi puts the bowl of pancake batter to the side. Reaching out to tangle his hand with Yoongi, kicking a hip against the counter. “You sure getting out of here might not help you for a little bit?” It's a weak offering even to Hobi's own ears. Yoongi tips his head to the TV.

"It's just getting good, maybe- maybe later?" Hobi hums in agreement, later he can handle. Later still means there might be more instead of outright rejection. 

On the screen, the K-drama villain has a predictable meltdown about a trivial work conflict. Tae sits with her legs folded under her at rapt attention.

There is a brush between her and Jimin on the couch. Hobi wishes he could capture the way that Jimin is looking at her and save it to show you. He's drinking in her little ohs and ahs like they're ambrosia as he combs her hair back and does her little French braids. Jimin has been practicing. Hobi watches as he delicately tucks her little baby hairs into the twist, not missing a single one.

Tae's bubblegum mouth widens at the love confession on screen. "I knew it! I knew he couldn't have secondary lead syndrome!" Jimin just huffs letting Tae shift moving with her before the braids have a chance to pull out of his hands.

"You were right" he agrees, "I shouldn't have been suspicious." Tae glances back at him, smiles in that told you so but I'm not going to say it way, and then turns back. Hobi smiles a little; he’s so down bad.

Jungkook sits at the kitchen island instead of the couch, alternating between watching the TV and watching Jin. Eyes bright with suspicion.

Jin flips each of the pancakes in quick secession, goes back to whipping up fresh batter, and then goes back to flipping so quick that it almost gives Hobi whiplash. Yoongi notices it too, goes over to Jin’s side trying to touch his elbow but is met with a short-tempered glare.

“Jinnie honey, I think you’ve made enough pancakes.”

Jin scoffs and continues, it doesn’t matter that it’s well into the afternoon now, that really- they could and should be making dinner at this point. The whole day has come and gone with the pack just like this, cooking pancakes and watching Jin like he’s a ticking time bomb.

“Just one more-” Yoongi sighs. Jin goes back to flipping the pancakes. Doing it with too much force, too much finesse.

Jin tries to flip one and misses. It lands batter-side down on the floor with a wet thwack.

Hobi, Yoongi, Jungkook, and Jin all look at it for a second. And then Jin sort of predictably- sort of out of nowhere, bursts into tears.

“Hyung? Hyung, what’s up? Hey don’t-"

Jin scrubs at his eyes angrily, shaking his head and stopping Hobi from cupping his cheeks. Side-stepping Yoongi’s out-stretched hands, and slapping the entire metal bowl of pancake batter (still a quarter full) into the sink with a loud clang of dishes and ceramic. Maybe something breaks.

He waves off Hobi’s hands, big rivulets carving their way down his cheeks.

Jimin reaches to pause the drama. Getting up in about two seconds, detangling himself from Tae with a startled, “hyung?”

Jungkook huffs and everything feels dissonant. How is it that everything feels off with just you and Namjoon gone? Everyone is a little on edge. If Namjoon were here he’d just hug Jin and everything would be fine. If you were here- you’d bound up between both Hobi and Yoongi and make them go on a walk with you to see more flowers and it would be just that- easy and effortless.

This is not easy, and the effort is palpable. The way that Jin has to steady his breath and articulate his words. “Nothing’s wrong. I’m fine just-”

Jin shares a look with Yoongi and Yoongi looks away.

Now Hobi really feels left out, hands tightening, looking from one packmate to another, “what’s wrong? What aren’t you guys saying? Why are you crying?”

Jungkook’s lips smack together with the sound of syrup sticking to his plush lips. His fork scrapes dully against his plate and Hobi grits his teeth. 

“What?” he stresses.

Jungkook just shrugs and chews. “Yoongi's upset because he knew Y/n was in pre-heat but he let her leave anyway and now he's regretting it” The ice water feeling of shock settling over his whole body is enough that Hobi almost misses Jungkook’s next words. “-And Jin Hyung’s upset because he’s in pre-heat too and just doesn’t want to admit it. Because if he admits it then it means that his alpha left his nest with his pup and that makes him feel sad. He’s feeling sensitive so don't tease.”

Are you in pre-heat? Is this really happening? Hobi thinks back to how you’d looked when you’d left; How you’d looked cold just standing in the kitchen, looked a little ashen too- like you hadn’t been able to wake up all the way.

You hadn’t looked like you were going into pre-heat this morning- granted going into heat looks a little different on every omega but you were nothing like Jin is now; snappish, overstimulated, bratty. If anything, you’d just looked tired and a little cold. almost like…

Almost like your body was telling you to stay put. To stay and nest where it’s safe.

Only you hadn’t listened, and now you're three hours away from them with only one alpha instead of the many you'll need.

Hobi feels so many things in quick succession. One second shocked the next insecure and sort of disappointed in himself for not realizing it and being more attuned with his packmates. The next thing he feels is begrudging relief because Hobi's not being a bad packmate; none of them know just what your pre-heat looks like yet. They can all be forgiven for not noticing- Even Yoongi who despite the mating bond has never seen you in heat before.

There's also a possibility that they're wrong too- you could be going into a false heat, or you could just have been looking sick this morning. There is no real way to know without you here. If you actually are in heat, Namjoon will notice.

Jin is another story.

Jin's pre-heats never look like this.

Usually, he starts them feeling needy and over-tired. Sometimes his temperature drops because Jin's body is trying to force him to nest. the same way yours might have been this morning.

Then his body pushes him closer and closer to omegaspace. That's the first tip-off; because Jin doesn't need omegaspace the same way you or Jungkook do. Whereas you get almost babyish, sluggish, and tiny- Jin gets pouty and mothering like a broody hen.  It's the difference between pack-omegaspace and regular omegaspace.

Suddenly, the pile of pancakes makes a lot of sense. Jin isn't just making sure his own body is prepared for his heat, but the rest of theirs is too. His nestmates, his pups.

9 times out of 10 Namjoon knows before Jin does, tells him, warns him and the rest of them, and the pack has more time to prepare. Jungkook is a little more sporadic, rarely ever goes cold before he goes hot, just treads straight into a fever and omegaspace zoomies that slowly melts into a need to be bred full.

But when Hobi breathes deep he catches it- the faintest hint of cloying sweetness drawing them in. Breeding hormones are to an alpha like a moth is to a flame and Jin is only just starting to smell sweeter. He's so upset that Hobi can hardly make sense of the sweetness in the sourness of his scent.  

That's the thing about broody pack omega's- they go protective before they go sweet.

Jin goes from upset to angry quick enough to give the whole pack whiplash. Enough that Jimin has to get in between Yoongi and him with the way Jin lunges. Jin's teeth snap sending the rest of the reeling. Jimin is several heads shorter than Jin, and can’t contain him or the anger of an omega on a hormone high.     Jin's hiss is acidic as he grips Yoongi's shoulders around Jimin, “You let my pup go away, you let my pup go when she could be in heat? Have you lost your mind?”

For what it’s worth Yoongi does not flinch. He doesn’t even move away when Jin grabs him by his chubby cheeks. Jin looks like he hasn’t even absorbed the second part of Jungkook’s message.

“Namjoon’s clueless when it comes to heats! He’s an alpha- he’s not going to be able to help her nest or keep her safe or-” Jin pales, actually goes white as a sheet. Yoongi’s teeth worry at his lower lip.

“She wanted to go, she wanted to make her own choices and she said she wasn’t in pre so I trusted her.”

“She is a pup Yoongi!” Jin bares his teeth. Eyes wild, that picture of a pack omega whose nest has just been threatened. Whose pup has just been stolen.

“She deserves to decide what she wants to do for herself- if she wants to spend her heat with just Namjoon then we’ve got to respect that."

Jin doesn’t like it- how Yoongi’s talking back. He Likes what Yoongi's insinuating even less: that you wouldn’t want the pack to help you through your heat, that you do not need them.

But you do need them. You need them for everything like a pup would. To remind you to brush your hair and be safe and careful. You certainly need them to mind your pleasure and well-being like a garden. You need your pack omega. Yoongi is being stupid. He needs Jin to guide him too- Obviously.

Jin moves, dragging Yoongi over to the kitchen island. For what it's worth Yoongi doesn't fight him or tell him off. Looking just as shocked by the turn of events as they all are. Jin looks a little wild. Tae hides her laugh behind a hand.

It’s not often Jin takes the Hyungs over his lap for a spanking. Hobi just sighs from behind his ruffled apron when he realizes what's about to happen.

“In front of my pancakes hyung? Really?”

Jin holds Yoongi’s nape in between his fingers and bends him low over the counter before dispensing a volley of swats over his behind. they're not hard, Yoongi looks more shocked than scolded. More turned on than upset.

“My pup does not belong to Namjoon!” Yoongi does not push against Jin’s grip because even he can see this is what Jinnie needs. If Jin really is in pre-heat then this is like a balm to his emotions- friable and feeble. Jin doesn't tolerate feeling out of control and if doling out a punishment is what he needs to feel steady then the whole pack will get on their knees.

Jin’s almost teary when he says it “She should be with me- especially if she’s in pre-heat. She’s mine- not Namjoon’s- not yours- mine.”

Other omega’s serve a purpose during the pack omega’s heat; they're there to make sure the nest stays tended to, prepared for pups and alpha’s. Other omega’s are there to warm and fluff and cuddle between the spikes of heat when the need for a knot becomes a need for simple closeness. With scent and touch sensitivity heightened- a soft omega is the equivalent of a fresh breath of air.

(Even then, Jin’s anger at you for not being home is a little over the top. Especially given that out of all of them Yoongi has maybe the greatest incentive to want you home).

Jungkook knows this, he lets Jin have a few spanks, a dozen before he stands up, wipes his hands clean of sticky syrup, and reaches out to pinch Jin’s scent gland.

A whine shocks out of Jin’s throat and he clamps a hand over his mouth, blinking rapidly. The rest of the pack watches as the wild threatened look vanishes from Jin’s eyes and it’s like he’s lucid for a moment. He seems to realize what he’s doing looking down at the position he has Yoongi in. The beta’s flaming cheeks and shocked blinking. The vaguely amused look in Tae’s eyes, the gentle resignation and concern in Jungkook’s. He lets Yoongi go quickly, hands trembling.

“Fuck, I’m sorry.” Yoongi gets up, pink-cheeked, and Jin backs away from all of them. “I didn’t mean to do that- I didn’t even want to do that.” He’s close to tears again.  It’s not the first time one of them got an impromptu spanking from the pack omega. But what is shocking is Jin’s guilt.

There is a certain level of dominance that they've all agreed to all consented to being a part of this pack. Jin didn't even hurt Yoongi, and he's not thinking clearly. Hobi doubts there's even red marks.

Jin just needs an outlet for his instincts.

Jungkook stalks towards him, determined, and the hair on the back of Jin’s neck stands up.

“I think it’s cute that you’re so worried about her when you’re so clearly in pre-heat too hyung. Don't ignore me.”

Jin nearly snaps his teeth with how quick he goes toe to toe with the youngest. The alpha’s do worse regularly when tensions are high, but still it’s so strange to see Jin act anything like aggressive- especially directed against the youngest and for hardly anything more than a cocky tone. Jin and Jungkook go toe to toe.

“I’m not ignoring you, you're just wrong. I’m not in pre-heat."

Jungkook just grins and reaches out to touch Jin’s chest. Cupping him where he knows he’s sensitive. Jin lets out a high-pitched keen and almost sags, would probably fall if Jungkook didn't catch him by the elbow. 

It makes every alpha in the room stand to attention. Sit up. Nervous. “Sensitive here, right? And you still want to say you’re not- when you’ve been snappy the whole day because you just want to nest and not be upright- when you just want what your alphas aren’t giving you- your omega’s and your knots.”

Jin bites his lips, covering his chest with his hands and stepping back. Looking a little stunned. “You’re in pre-heat hyung.”

The whole room is silent, but after a second, Hobi reaches for Jin’s phone on the counter. “I’m calling Namjoon.”

Jin’s hand wraps around Hobi’s wrist stopping him- his upper lip lifts in a near feral hiss.

“Don’t you fucking dare.”

~-~

(You and namjoon)

You wrap the terry cloth robe around you more firmly, fighting back a blush as the manager of the onsen stands up from your side. If she were an alpha, things would be a lot different and you doubt that Namjoon would let her get at all close to you. But Namjoon doesn’t have any problem with letting her check you over, verifying that the water wasn’t too hot and that everything is fine.

Everything is far from fine.

There had to have been some reason for you to pass out no more than an hour ago. You didn’t just fall asleep- that much you know, after coming too to black spots in your vision and dizziness so complete you doubt you could stand without falling over right now. To Namjoon frantically calling your name and covering you with a towel.

Everything smells a little off too- a little dampened, you paw at your nose, wondering why you can’t seem to smell the omega- given she’s old. But you can’t smell Namjoon either. It’s a little distressing, not being able to smell your pack alpha. Your nose doesn’t feel stuffy.

Weird.

Namjoon checked you over too. You’d already sort of been coming around after he dragged your limp body out of the hot water, but he’d been a little startled. You’re kind of thankful that his frantic call had fucked up, that he’d accidentally called the front desk instead of 911 if only to spare yourself the embarrassment of a trip to the hospital and probably a trip home.  

You feel too sluggish for that- like everything is moving at 2x speed and your brain is on pause. Now, you rub at your nose and let Namjoon and the omega duke it out. “It was probably just the heat of the onsen. Young omegas tend to be a little more affected by sharp temperature changes.”

Namjoon grits his teeth, “she’s taken hot baths before.”

The elderly omega raises her eyebrow, “In magnesium-rich water?”

Namjoon deflates and admits “No” after a second. She stands from the bed and nods like her work is done. “it was in the pamphlet. I recommend you rest well tonight and then enjoy it in the morning, you’ve traveled far.” Namjoon holds your hand tight. His fingers pressed to your wrist, feeling the flutter of your pulse against his skin.

“The pamphlet?” The manager hunts it down, and after a second digs it out from under the bed, cast from the bed to the floor by the mishap with your suitcase. Leave it to Joonie to be so excited he didn’t look before he put it down. Properly scolded, Namjoon takes the pamphlet.

Namjoon says something to the old lady in the doorway, comes back inside with a few plastic shopping bags, and you remember the food. It must have been delivered sometime in the last hour, because it still looks and smells hot when he sets it on the side table.

Huh, your nose doesn't seem to have any problem smelling the food- just Namjoon. Weird.

Namjoon’s looking at you in a way that you’re familiar with. The same way he looks at Jungkook after his seizures. “Can you get me a shirt?” Namjoon gives you one of his, probably the one he’d planned on sleeping in. He watches as you pull it over your head, watches as it pools on your bare thigh.

It’s nighttime now, and the lights outside are mainly pointed up at the trees lighting them from below. You leave the large glass doors open, cautioning in some of the warm sweet-smelling air and a few cherry blossoms inside. They flutter and stick to the big puddles on the wooden floor. Puddles from you when Namjoon dragged you out of the water catch the light like silver.

Namjoon’s medical bag is already on the side. He must have gotten it from the car although you’re not sure when. You look at him and he tucks his chin looking a bit like a kicked puppy. The concern in his eyes makes you feel all warm in your stomach.

“Are you going to keep looking at me like that until you check me again?”

“Yes” you make a noise, and surrender yourself to him again, Namjoon moves- almost jaunty.

He checks your blood pressure again, the movement behind your eyes with a small flashlight, you follow his instructions like the good pup you are. Everything quiet except for the faint trickle of water outside and the low hum of his voice.

When Namjoon asks you to lean forward so that he can sneak a stethoscope onto your back and listen to your lungs and heart, you nose and nuzzle at his shoulder. Eyelashes fluttering. After a few moments, he makes to stand back but your arms tug him close, keep him that way, almost purring.

Now you know why you couldn’t smell him earlier- it’s because you weren’t close enough, now you’re under his thumb you can finally smell him again and he smells so musky. You drink him in, rubbing small circles with your nose.

"Pup" he stresses. You pay him no mind.

Namjoon smells good today. Really really good. you’re not sure what it is but- he smells richer, maybe not any different than usual- but almost like you can sense more. Pick up on every little thing, every pulse of his heartbeat makes his scent flutter out stronger like a ripple. Promising safety and protection. You really are going to start purring.

Namjoon stops you the second before you try to bite him.

You blink up at him, mouth open. His hand grips your cheeks and you close your mouth with a faint click. "Sorry- I don't know why I-" Namjoon bites his lip while you rub your eyes, he waits until you can quiet the purring in your throat. You search for the word, “purry? bitey?”

“It’s fine,” Namjoon’s still watching you like a hawk.

You blink slowly, eyelids heavy. You’re still really tired, really drowsy. “Then why are you looking at me like that?”

“Your heart rate is a little slow. I’m worried.”

“I’m fine Joonie.” He looks at your lips and then your eyes, “really.” You shake yourself awake a little. “Wanna eat so much food we get a food coma and then sleep it off?” It’s barely 6pm but it sounds like a good idea. Namjoon tosses his stethoscope into the chair in the corner of the room and sighs.

Luckily- someone else but Tae seems to have a hand in at least packing you one or two comfy sets of clothes. You’re mostly clean, too sleepy and dizzy to think about showering again. You dress deftly in your pj’s and Namjoon dresses with his and sets out the food you rest up against the bed, it’s not as good as your nest but still- the sheets are smooth and soft.

You wrinkle your nose, you can’t smell anyone but Namjoon, lifting your sleeve to your nose you breathe a deep breath and get a bit of Jin and Jungkook- that does more to settle you.

It’s been a long time since you’ve nested without either of them or their scents. You’re not sure you like it, you’re not sure you want to nest here.

Namjoon comes back with the rest of the food, but leaves it in a heap on the side table. There’s a lump in his throat and his scent sours. “I’m sorry this isn’t more fun.”

You reach over to squeeze his hand, “It’s okay Joonie, and this is fun. I’m sorry I passed out.”

Your pack alpha shakes his head, “not your fault. We’ll just wait until you get a bit more rest. We can enjoy it tomorrow, right?” You nod, and shuffle over to the edge of the bed so you can kiss him. His pout turns into a smile against your mouth but it still feels like an apology.

“Even just lying here- pinging out on food is still gonna be fun.” Your tone turns to tease. “I mean I know we both through this was supposed to be like a romantic vacation rather than a vacation vacation but-"

Namjoon shakes his head, “I just want to spend time with you.”   

The two of you get fat and happy on dumplings and pork fried rice, the kind of salty bad American Chinese food that you and Namjoon are both familiar with, that you both like even if the rest of the pack doesn’t.

Over the next hour with the TV droning and the warm air wafting into the room- you talk about everything. Spilling peach rings and gummy bears and red vines onto the bedspread. Your feet against his shins, your legs over his lap.

You talk about everything- your childhoods, the fact that yoongi's really close to finishing renovations on the house, getting Noodle a sibling. All of it. That one time that Jimin and Hobi had a competition to see who could eat the most crab Rangoon's in a single sitting and almost vomited. Everything. Reclined back against the bed. You can almost fool yourself into thinking that you’re alright, that nothing is wrong.

But then you get up to brush your teeth.

Namjoon is just shutting the door and the outside lights, turning your room into a pocket of dim yellow light. half of the food put away in the mini fridge but the other half still out and open for grazing. Everything has started to feel cozy and sleepy again and maybe- maybe tomorrow when you wake up, you'll finally feel better.

You’re just rounding the corner into the bedroom, toothbrush hanging out of your mouth when the cramping hits you.

“Ow ow ow what the fuck-”

You almost drop to your knees at the pain, crouching over, catching yourself on the doorway. curling over, anything to release the pressure, the horrible tenseness and unfamiliar pain in your stomach. You go white as a sheet and Namjoon looks so startled. Shouting your name and jumping over the bed, knocking over an open and nearly full container of fried pork rice plain onto the ground. Your toothbrush falls onto the hotel room floor.

“Pup! What’s wrong!? What’s-” Namjoon’s hands are on your shoulders and You’re still holding your stomach, blinking back the tears in your eyes and whimpering. Namjoon pries your fingers away from your stomach to see- but there’s nothing. Namjoon touches your stomach- and you keen.

Namjoon’s nostrils flare. And he picks you up from where you’re crumpled on the floor. It’s not so difficult for him, although he sets you down on the bed with less finesse.

The cramping lasts for a few more seconds. You’re panting by the time it dissipates. Namjoon makes it so so much better- rubbing a soothing hand up and down your spine, tucking his chin over the ball of your shoulder, and holding you. Ushering you as close to his chest and neck as he can. Something about your alpha being close makes all of this better- makes the cramps subside.

“It’s okay pup, it’s okay, I’ve got you, alphas got you.”

Namjoon’s muscles are shaking. He waits until the cramping stops and you're just breathing heavily. But then he sets you back gently against the bed. You’re dazed and dizzy where you lie. Whining in displeasure when Namjoon pulls away. Trying to guide your hands away from your stomach. shanking your head as he tries to get you to stop holding it.

“Let me see pup, let me see- Omega.”

Your body breaks out into full body shivers, hands going limp, you freeze and bear your throat so quick you don't even realize what you're doing. Head spinning. room spinning. Your Focus narrows down to Namjoon and his command, Namjoon and what he wants Namjoon and-

His eyebrows are knit together and he’s concentrating on something- thinking hard as he gently detangles your hands

Namjoon swallows, then leans down. Ducking in and sniffing at your stomach. Breathing deep. Nose brushing your naval.

He jerks back abruptly, eyes wide.

Namjoon bursts into action, crossing the room and going into the bathroom where he starts to shove your clothes into your suitcase. Everything from the crumpled lingerie that had tumbled out earlier, to his dirty clothes and bathing suit, everything shoved back inside with little care.

“Fuck- fuck-“

You sit up, hair ruffled, “Joonie?” Your dress for tomorrow night gets stuffed into the suitcase roughly, with little care for the delicate silk he can’t get it closed around the hanger.

“We’re going home.” Namjoon looks so stressed, you half wish you’d never driven all the way out here in the first place.

“What? Why-“

Namjoon’s phone is on the bed and buried in the sheets, but it starts to ring, its tone loud and shrill. Namjoon hesitates, looking at you and then at the phone. But it’s Hobi's contact, and you reach for it almost before he does.

“Hyung thank god-” someone's shouting in the background, it’s Tae even if Hobi's phone is calling. Namjoon put it on speaker but the overlap of loud voices makes the speaker on his phone crackle.

“Give me the phone- I can-” “No let her speak!” You’ve never heard Yoongi sound so bratty, Jungkook whines and it’s hard to tell exactly who hit the phone and Who exactly called. Their voices overlap, everyone is trying to speak at once. “Stop squirming-” "hurry up, Hobi can only distract him for so long."

Namjoon doesn’t need to raise his voice to get them to comply, just says “Guys!” in a slightly stern tone and they all fall silent.

“Something’s happening, I’m coming home- we- she’s-” Namjoon looks at you, and you get the sense that he knows something and he’s just not telling you.

“Oh, thank god” Yoongi sounds relived.

“Please hurry,” Jimin asks, but Jungkook comes over, snapping his reply.

“We need to tell him- Jin hyung-" There’s a sound of skin hitting skin, and muffled voices like someone just put their hand over Jungkook’s mouth.

Namjoon does not look away from the phone, hand tightening around it. “Wait what’s wrong? What’s going on with Jin?”

You perk up at the sound of his name. The pack omega? What possibly could be going on that they need to tell you about. “Omega?” You ask, and Namjoon almost hisses.

“Pup" The relief and tiredness is palpable in Jin's voice, he sounds substantially less stern when he hears your voice. "I’m fine, pup, just-” Silence again. You wish they’d face timed, that you could see their faces and they could see yours.

“We waited until we were sure and Jin hyung didn’t want to say anything because he didn’t want to ruin your vacation but- but-” Jungkook stutters and Jimin comes in behind him. At the sound of one of your alpha’s, you chirp. Slapping a hand over your mouth in surprise.

“Jin hyung is in heat.”

You hear a sound, something like a door opening, and Jin's stern tone comes through the line. "You better not be doing what I think you're doing. I told you I didn't want to tell them until tomorrow morning."  Jin sounds cross, sounds actually angry.

Namjoon looks down at you, gaze conflicted. “Fucking hell.”

“I know- I’m sorry, we waited until we were sure but he started feeling crampy a few minutes ago-”

You touch your own stomach, crampy. Huh that means-

"No, I'm not upset just-” 

You take the phone from Namjoon, “alpha.” Your keen is so breathy, you don’t know what tips Hobi off if it’s that or the breathlessness to your voice, the way you sound close to tears.

Leaving the den was a very very bad idea. Jimin falls silent on the other line, everyone is quiet for a moment, but then the phone explodes with the sound of arguing.

"I was right! I told you she was in heat hyung's- I told you so!"

"Jungkook, now is so not the time-"

"Ow!"

There's the sound of squabbling, someone pushing at someone else maybe. something hits the phone and it makes a muffled crackling sound. "Jinnie- no biting- hey- no- guys."

You and Namjoon look at the phone, and everyone is silent for a second before you lean over it. "Daddy?"

the sounds of a tussle cut off. “Pup” Jin sounds so sad over the line, not at all like he just bit someone. “Can you come home? I think I’m gonna go crazy if you’re not-”

“Yeah, Namjoon’s already packing.”

“Thank god,” Jin sounds close to tears, you’re dizzy, but not so dizzy and out of it that you don't grasp the gravity of the situation. not so dizzy that you can’t do what you need to. Jin sounds so so sad.

"I didn’t want it to be this way, I wanted your first heat with us to be just you- so I could take care of you, but it doesn't look like it's going to turn out that way.”

“Can you make me a nest Jinnie? A heat nest? I can’t, I don’t know how.”

“Yes.” Jin says, voice going husky. “Gonna make you the best heat nest, gonna be so cozy. Gonna be perfect.” He promises, and you smile. He’s already feeling hazy, you can tell.

You’re feeling hazy too. Cheek falling against the bed, trying to nuzzle into the phone. “Can’t wait, wanna nest with you-”  

“Shit.” “Jin don’t fall over- here-” you hear a thump, like someone’s guiding him to a chair.

Namjoon takes control of the situation. “I’ll let you know when we’re on the road.”

“No- don’t text and drive.”

“Love you, bye, see you in a bit.” Namjoon hangs up and heaves the suitcase up onto the bed to finish packing. You start to move, but he shoots you a look. “Stay here, I’ll carry you.”

“Joonie it’s just pre-heat, I can still walk-”

Namjoon shoves your clothes, your bikini, into the confines of the suitcase. Red strings tangle in his fingers. “Don’t care.”

“But-” Namjoon darts forward, looming over you and you have to fight the urge to tilt your head to the side and show your neck. Holding you by the chin a little roughly. It has the desired effect.

Your instincts preen, alpha's so good. Alpha's so strong, knows just how to handle you. Your heartbeat quickens, and Namjoon glowers. “I think if I don’t get you home right now, and back to the den I might go-” Namjoon hesitates, and you see it, how he trembles. How he gently guides you to sit back on the bed. And you recognize the stress in his voice.

An alpha and an omega outside of their den during a heat is a scary thing. Namjoon's instincts are so close to the surface. You hope you don't see anyone on your way out. If anyone looked at you too long you don't know what Namjoon might do. 

Namjoon will not go feral at the idea of his omega suffering through a heat outside of the Den. Namjoon will not go crazy. He will drive you back to the house at an appropriate speed, and you won’t go into heat on the way home because realistically you have at least another 24 hours before either of your heats hit fully.

Most pre-heats last anywhere from 24 to 48 hours, Jin’s are always a little longer because he's older.

Yours? He’s not so sure about.

Your eyelashes flutter and your scent spikes. He strokes reassuringly down your scent gland and you pant, you feel it all the way at the tips of your fingers, trembling. It's so good having Namjoon touch you there. You clench your thighs and whine as he pulls away. And you know that's as much as he can give you right now. To settle your instincts for the drive and to settle himself too.

This is the moment the pack has been waiting for. The moment they’ve carefully coached you towards with every meal and every bit of encouragement. In many ways- each courting gift was meant for this moment. Every blanket and pillow, every stuffed animal and matching pajama set was all for this; the moment you’d need every soft thing, every strong alpha you have at your fingertips.

They won’t fail you now. Namjoon won’t fail either of you.

“How long was your last pre-heat last pup?”

You blink, thinking back while he stoops to put on your socks, you are a little cold you realize, your body reallocating heat to your internal organs, leaving your extremities chilly and trembling. Contrary to popular belief- heats don’t always mean fever. Sometimes they mean you get so cold that you need other bodies to keep you warm.

You’re at that stage now, no wonder why the water earlier made you sleepy- complete and total warmth is what you need right now- what your body craves is a nest and your packmates. You can’t regulate your temperature on your own- you need the others to do it for you.

“It wasn’t quick, like- maybe 30 hours, granted I didn’t really realize I was going into heat so I’m not sure, I don’t-” Somehow, you don’t think this one will give you quite so much time to adjust. Namjoon soothes you with a finger running down the back of your neck, he won’t scruff you unless you need him to- worried that it will send you prematurely hurtling into heat.

They need to be careful- Namjoon needs to be careful. This is your first heat in a long long time and your body might behave unpredictably. They need to be careful not to bring it on too strong.

You need people who won't trigger you too quick, you need Jin and Jungkook and Yoongi.

You think it might come quick, with how intense all of this is feeling. Every step Namjoon takes away makes you anxious. Excites that prey part animal of you that knows you’ll be vulnerable for the next few days- probably the whole week.

Namjoon locks the door while he puts the suitcase in the car and then comes back for you. Taking no chances. “Namjoon,” you say, when he comes back into the hotel room. You gesture to the mess on the floor between your feet. The box of takeout that he upended on his race to get to you when you collapsed.

“What are we gonna do about the mess?"

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Notes:

this chapter ended up alot more sexual than i planned for it too. i know i promised fluff but- it is really sexual in nature and i'm only realizing that now.

i realize that in my head the actuall toilet part of the bathroom upstairs was in a seperate little room like- almost a half bath inside the bath? but i can change it just for this part because it's like- bily is my sandbox and i can play in it <3

i don't know why sertian parts of the omega x omega dynamic really really apeals to me like- almost more than the alpha x omega parts do sometimes.

its really soft and just a tiny easter egg- but when hobi talks about planting the magnolia tree- i need everyone to know that namjoon and jin's first daughter ends up being namged magnolia- or maggie for short, and she's a little carbon copy of namjoon and a total tom boy and ands up climbing it like, basically every day, it's like her chill spot <3

if we're getting down into the nitty gritty of what had happened in the hot tub scene between tae and hobi and the m/c i think hobi had been really really curious about the m/c's addictive slick but obviously- he's triggered by giving women oral sex from moonbyul so he's like- obviously nervous and doesn't want to like- actually have the m/c ride his face, tae tae knows this and probably spent all of that, scene feeding hobi little drops of the m/c's slick from her fingers, had probably made the m/c sit on the edge of the hot tub and bend back to show hobi how wet she gets and nose and nuzzle at her hole over her bathing suit before pulling it to the side and showing him that her pussy is so cute it's hardly scary. obviously hobi does not eat the m/c out but maybe tae can't resist.

i know there are alot of flash back's and little scenes in between the scene that's actually happening- i wonder if this is the way i should write them? do you guys like the part where they're talking about the free use? yoongi's flue? or should i have edited those parts out?

where it not for the m/cs heat- i think it would have taken yoongi and her until the following fall to be intimate again. it would have happened one day when she came in from her classes all cold and damp from october (is that a spoiler?) and he'd crumple and give it to her slow and warm.

tae and the m/c's scene in the bedroom was supposed to be alot more breif but i made it longer because i love mommy tae and i missed her<3

tae kissing over her panties is so???? feral and horny of her??? when will that be meeeee on both sides of it honestly? can you imagine having a cute little girlfriend that lets you dress them up???? the fantasy of having someone who wants you so much they just cuddle into you all the time??? tae is one lucky girl 😭

i worry that this chapter is going to be like the others where i delve too far into each little thing and the bigger picture of it all is lost by the end of it but! maybe i don't care- i want mommy tae so bad :(

i really really love that tae calls the rest of the pack "our boys" because really- they are tae and the m/c's boys like- thats so soft for her to call them that. how much do you think jimin would blush to be called "my little boyfriend" by tae??? i think he'd short circuit.

listen, i know that canonically bily takes place in boston but i just couldn't resist with the onsen- i know nothing like this exists on the east coast but still <3 i wanted to write it so i made it my own.

i really like how you kind of get a taste for the dynamic of everyone at home without namjoon and the m/c- like the moment when they're talking about what kind of cat they'd be if they where a cat is so cute and packy <3 i wish i had a pack like that.

broody jinnie broody jinnie brooody jinnie <3 i love love love describing him as a broody hen, because if you'd ever been around a broody hen you know they are so sweet! but protective!!! and fluffy! we have a hen thats broody right now and her name is wonton.

The m/c having cramps as apart of her pre-heat symptoms is because i was also having cramps while i was writing this part. as was the american chineese food part! cuz i was craving it <3

namjoon deserves some major kudos for this chapter because tell me why that boy suffers

[eat-a-mint-jungkook]

I like you a lattae (but can’t espresso myself)

Apparently Jimin’s been drawing dicks in the lattes of regular customer and crush, Kim Taehyung. 

3.4k composed of a cup of pure crack, two pumps of memey wholesomeness, and a sprinkle of sugary fluff served with a sugakookie

“You still waiting for Gucci-boy?”

At the sound of the code name that Jungkook had come up for his crush, Jimin glances up at the door.

If it had been one month earlier, Jimin would’ve said that he hated Monday shifts the most because it would mean another week of having to fake-smile at customers, getting the orders right, and making drinks as fast as he could. It’d mean another week of spending hours at a time on his feet while crying over the assignments he still had to do for class and the midterms he still had to study for, and whoever said being an visual arts major was easy, was definitely wrong.

Oh, and another week of being teased by his arch-enemy, Jeon Jungkook, for being too short to reach the supplies on the top shelf, for dressing the way he did, for just breathing it seemed like. Even though it was so hypocritical of Jeon to even say anything because who only wears oversized white t-shirts?

But anyhow, it’s all bearable now when Jimin finds his afternoon shifts spent glancing at the door, waiting for that someone to show up.

He’s probably a college student too, always arriving with notebooks sprawled across the table by the window. What’s missing though, is the look of crippling stress shown through dark circles and downturned lips and dead gazes of college students. Instead, he has the appearance of some designer brand’s runway model, trench coat flowing down to his long legs, and occasionally the prettiest pair of glasses Jimin has ever seen.

It was fitting, really. That day Jimin was on cash duty and took the gorgeous man’s order.

“Hi, how are you today?” Jimin had everything prepared, finger over the buttons on the machine, ready to type in the order as soon as he heard it. Then he’d grab the right cup and get the name of the cute customer and—

“I’m Taehyung. Kim Taehyung.” Gucci boy had then paused without realizing what he’d said wrong, or rather, what he’d heard wrong. “And you are…?”

“Uh – Jimin.” An awkward smile. “I’m Jimin.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Jimin.”

And that’s how it all started.

Kim Taehyung.

He’s so attractive that Jimin would totally draw him in latte art if he could. Wouldn’t those lattes be so thirst-quenching—

“Well it looks like he’s here again,” a teasing voice floats over from by the sink, pulling Jimin out of his thoughts. “It’s the second time today too.”

Jimin hears the smirk in Jungkook’s voice without even turning, and immediately glances at the door again for the ten-thousandth time this hour. As mentioned, Jimin could indeed see the expensive man heading towards the cafe.

“Second time?”

“He was here when I started my shift.” Jungkook dries the blenders and puts them on the rack. “Seemed kind of disappointed when you weren’t here. But hey, maybe that’s why he’s coming in again.” He simply shrugs when Jimin shoots him a glare. “Got thirsty.”

“Isn’t your shift supposed to like,” Jimin gestures vaguely, “end, or something?”

“Not for another two hours,” Jungkook raises his eyebrows and clicks his tongue knowingly. “So you want to take the cash so you can talk to Gucci-boy, or do you want to make his drink…with love, and all that?”

“I’ll make the drink.” He grumbles.

It would give him more time to talk to Taehyung than being at the cash register would, if other customers came in. Besides, Jimin wanted to draw something nice for him.

“Hi, what can I get you?” Jungkook asks, and Jimin can hear the smirk dripping from his voice. That asshole.

“Just the usual, please,” Taehyung says, eyes flickering over to Jimin for the briefest millisecond, and Jimin almost forgot how deep his voice was. “For here.”

“I wanted to ask you something about latte art.”

“Why, are you planning on drawing your phone number to give to Gucci-boy?” Jungkook has that ugly smug look on his face again and Jimin fights the urge to smack it off.

Jungkook is literally his last resource, for he’d spent all too many hours on Google browsing through pages of the same kinds of latte art that just wouldn’t be special enough for Taehyung, and all too many shifts practicing on his macchiatos in a corner when his asshole barista partner wasn’t looking.

Screw Jungkook.

“Can you actually do that?” Jimin rolls his eyes when he sees Jungkook nodding. “No, but I was actually thinking of drawing a heart or something.”

Jungkook snorts, bending over the counter in attempt to conceal his laughter, and failing at it for a good full minute. “You – what?”

Jimin doesn’t bother answering him and frowns, waiting for the brat to stop. Someday Jungkook will get a giant coffee stain on one of those white t-shirts of his and who will be the one laughing then?

“Seriously? Hearts?”

“You have a better idea?”

“Your number is probably a better idea.” Jungkook pauses. “But I’ll teach you how to do both anyway.”

A few hours later, Taehyung was undoubtedly walking through the door as usual, and Jimin was ready to do the thing. It was going to be his phone number floating along the top, with a couple of pretty swirls at the bottom.

“Are you sure about this?”

“Yeah, just go give it to him.” Jungkook rolls his eyes. Like it’s so easy to do this.

Jimin glares at him. “I don’t see you making any moves on boy-who-looks-like-death.” His real name was Yoongi or something, but Jimin still thinks he’s intimidating as hell. Though he was probably the only one who could bring out the non-asshole side of Jungkook, so Jimin is thankful for his existence.

“Well, you were born in Busan first, right?” Jungkook flashes the brightest evil smile with his bunny teeth and stupid eye crinkles and Jimin wants to punch him. “So I guess you’re doing this first too.”

“Fuck off,” he huffs, picking up the cup to bring over to Taehyung’s table.

After trying not to be disappointed at his blank phone screen every five seconds and actually trying to pay attention in a few of his classes, Jimin starts to believe that the bright smile he’d seen on Taehyung’s face hadn’t actually meant anything, that the light blush was just from the lighting, and the gentle brush of fingers over his arm had just been an accident.

Because why would there be any reason for Taehyung to like him anyway? Gucci-boy was probably friendly with everyone and more well-liked than Jimin would ever hope to be.

Jimin pushes the hope in his chest down and buries it under more pressing issues like the assignment he hadn’t even started on. He throws himself in the pile of work that needs to be done, and doesn’t even check his phone for the rest of the night, resulting in a bunch of missed texts from none other than the brat, Jungkook.

He really doesn’t want to go back to work. Ever again.

“Did he text you?” Jungkook asks the next day when he’s unfortunately back at the coffee shop. Again.

“No,” Jimin’s heart sinks with the reminder, cheeks ablaze from the embarrassment, “he probably thinks I’m a creep now. I think I’ll just stop trying. If he ever comes back at all.”

To his surprise, Jungkook doesn’t say anything at that but there’s still a hint of some sort of evil smile at the edge of his lips. Maybe it was like a resting bitch face but like, some sort of permanent evil, smug face.

“You know, maybe I’ll just quit and find a new job. That way I won’t have to see your ugly face again either—”

“Dude, you’re in luck,” the brat nods towards the door, “because it looks like lover-boy is back.”

And just as he said, the slender runway model is walking through the door like he’d done every day so far.

“Go talk to him when you give him his drink. Maybe he doesn’t even have a cell phone. Or a texting plan or something.”

Jimin groans. “Who, in this age, doesn’t have a cell phone?”

Jungkook side-eyes him, staying silent.

“Wow, Jungkook, don’t tell me you dropped it in the toilet again.”

“Shut up, and get your short ass over there, ugly.”

A few minutes later, Jimin brings the latte to Taehyung. There’s a normal heart design as the art today since he figured it would be a bit too strange if he suddenly stopped doing the latte art. That’s what he tells himself anyway: No, it’s not because I want to impress him. I’m done with trying. This is just a drink from a barista to a customer—nothing more, nothing less.

“Here’s your drink. Enjoy!” Jimin sets it down and avoids staring at Gucci-boy for too long.

Just as he’s about to give up thinking of things to say and brace himself for Jungkook’s teasing, Taehyung opens his mouth.  

“Do you prefer talking to people in person instead of texting?” Taehyung suddenly asks, an unreadable expression on his face.

It’s definitely not what Jimin was expecting. In fact, it’s so far from what he was expecting that it takes him a good thirty seconds of his jaw hanging open and brain reeling for any sound to come out of his mouth.

“Um, what? I don’t mind either?” In fact it would be great—no, excellent— if you could text me back, yes thank you.

“Oh. But you told me to stop texting you?”

“Wait, what?” Jimin quickly pulls out his phone. The notification section still remains blank. Unfortunately just like his love life. “I never even received any texts from you.”

“Hmm.” Taehyung pulls out his phone as well. It’s a shiny black and super sleek, and there’s a very artistic case on it. “Is this your number?”

It looks right for the most part. Except where there should be a six, there’s an eight instead.

“Ah, that’s why.” Jimin shyly takes his phone and makes the correction. “It was wrong.”

“You mean I’ve been texting the wrong person this entire time?” Taehyung pulls up the text conversation with the wrong number, showing a string of memes with a couple of fluffy puppy gifs in between. And a few compliments for Jimin’s drinks. Followed by a “stop texting me” from the ungrateful recipient.

“That’s so mean. Who could say no to all that?” Jimin doesn’t say anything about the compliments but could feel the blush creeping up his neck and ears. “I mean… I wouldn’t mind if you sent all that to me now.”

“Don’t worry, they’ll get even better.” A wink.

So Taehyung didn’t hate him after all, and even came back into the store despite having “Jimin” tell him to stop texting him. Which is a pretty big deal because Jimin definitely would not have been able to face him again.

Either way, Jimin just needed to improve his latte art.

“Here’s your vanilla latte!”

It’s his usual drink, with the usual heart latte art that Jimin had been drawing for the past while now. For consistency, he tells himself, not to impress a certain someone. He just hopes that Taehyung never looks at other people’s drinks that are missing the fancy designs.

“Thanks, Jiminnie,” is accompanied with the brightest smile that makes Jimin’s heart flutter just a little.

Jimin goes back behind the counter and tries to hide that wide grin he can’t seem to keep off his lips so that other customers don’t think he’s too weird. Luckily for him, Jungkook hasn’t come in for work yet and isn’t there to make his life miserable.

When there’s a lull and no customers show up for a while, Jimin finds his eyes constantly drifting back to this Kim Taehyung who has a gorgeous side profile that Jimin just can’t look away from.

And that’s when he notices Taehyung glancing strangely at the latte. He lifts it, holds it against the natural light streaming through the window he’s sitting beside, and then he looks at it from one side, then from the top, then the other side. And strangely enough, he takes out his phone, and it’s not to take a picture for Instagram like Jimin might’ve thought. Taehyung holds it so that the black screen is facing the latte, then looks into the screen as if checking out the reflection.

Maybe there was something wrong with the latte. Maybe there was a bug in it? That would be quite terrible.

He approaches the table after about five minutes of hesitating. “Is everything alright?” Jimin asks softly.

“Yeah, just perfect now that you’re here!” Taehyung spares a glance and his eyes immediately light up when he sees Jimin sitting across from him. But when he looks back at the latte, the confused expression still remains on his face despite his answer. “Well, actually…”

Taehyung leans over the table and beckons Jimin to do the same, as if he has a big secret to share. “I’ve finally come up with an answer.” There’s a kind of eureka spark swimming in his eyes, and Jimin is about to ask if he’s solved the matter and energy problem. “My answer would be yes,” comes out in a loud whisper, “because you’re really hot.”

“Answer to what?” Jimin tries to ignore the last part and can’t figure out how it’s relevant to the other stuff Taehyung just said. His mind replays snippets of their conversations and texts and even memes throughout the past month, but he doesn’t remember ever asking anything.

“You know,” Tae leans back, relaxed now that he’s shared what he’d wanted to say, “if you wanted me to sleep with you, then you could’ve just asked. Or like, at least asked me out on a date first.”

Jimin balks, feeling his face heating up real fast. Why would Tae think that…? It had to have been that brat, Jungkook. He was definitely going to kill—

“I mean, it would’ve been easier than drawing dicks on my lattes every day.”

If Jimin had been drinking something he’d have immediately choked on it, spat it all out, and then spilled the rest on himself.

What? The? Fuck?

Out of all the possibilities he’d thought of during his nervous pacing behind the counter, none of them even came close to what this man had just said. Out loud. In front of all the other customers in the cafe, which wasn’t too many, but Jimin could only pray that no one else heard anything or he’ll actually die on the spot from embarrassment.

“You drew this, right?” Taehyung looks at him expectantly, pushing his cup forward. “It’s not a bad drawing, but—”

“It…it was supposed to be a heart.” Jimin could tell his cheeks were reddening with how hot they felt, and he wanted nothing more to just go back in time and bury himself before he even went to work today. Or actually quit his job the last time he thought about it.  Nice going, idiot. You’ve not only failed at impressing him, but now you’ve offended him. “All of them were meant to be hearts.”

Upon looking closer at the drink, he can see that Taehyung was…not that incorrect. The heart he’d drawn a while ago is now completely deformed. It’s much longer and thinner, probably from the movements when he brought the cup over, and the bottom corner is now flatter and—there was nothing left to say because Taehyung was completely right.

Jimin’s heart sinks as much as his latte art did. “I guess hearts aren’t great for latte art…”

“Oh.” Taehyung furrows his brows, lips pursed together. “But why would you put a heart?” He sounds genuinely confused, but the expression makes Jimin feel even smaller.

“I-I—” There was no way of answering that one without giving away how Jimin really felt. “Um, you know what… I’ll just um, make another latte for you. Sorry for the inconvenience.”

Picking up the latte, Jimin quickly turns around so that his crush wouldn’t see any how his eyes shone with the tears that threatened to spill. He’d just make a plain latte, no art. There’s really no point of making latte art anyway when this kind of outcome—

A hand gently grabs his arm, stopping him mid-step.

“Jiminnie, it’s fine.”

His heart throbs at that nickname. “No, I want to make your drink perfect this time.”

“It’s fine.” A pair of large eyes gaze up. “I like it.”

He doesn’t meet Taehyung’s gaze and keeps his face turned away slightly. “No you don’t; it’s terrible. I don’t even want to look at it—you should’ve said something much earlier so I could fix—”

“Jimin, it really doesn’t matter. I like this because I like you.”

“What are you talking about?” Jimin finally looks directly at Taehyung and there’s no sign of him joking around or trying to troll him. Those beautiful eyes are clear, and there’s a hint of a small smile. “Why?” Jimin says again, on autopilot, but softer. His brain is frozen and he doesn’t know what else to do besides stare back at the gorgeous man.

“Ah, you’re so cute.” The smile widens. “I really like you.”

Jimin can still only stare back at him silently.

“You can put as many dicks as you want in my lattes, and I’ll enjoy them just the same because you made them.”

He doesn’t know if he should laugh or cry or maybe just sink into the depths of the ground, but Jimin’s heart pounds loudly against his chest. He sees an old lady from a couple of tables over turn her head towards them and drop her jaw in shock.

“It’s okay, you don’t need to try to make me feel better about this. It’s completely my fault.”

Taehyung thinks for a moment and then suddenly frowns. “Wait, maybe that came out a little weird. I just mean that whatever you make is always perfect, Jimin. Seriously. You have a talent for this and your drinks always come out nearly as sweet as you are and maybe you’re trying to make me get diabetes here but I think that’ll still be fine because it’s from you. Wait I mean getting diabetes isn’t good and no one should want that, but my point is that you’re great. You’re sweet.” A pause. “Ah, that’s what it was supposed to be: you’re so sweet that I’m going to get diabetes—”

“Sh-shut up, Tae.”

“But it’s true! You’re so perfect and if you weren’t so good at your job, I’d go tell you to be an artist or something because you’re really good! Hey,” he points at the old lady who’s still staring at them with a face frozen in shock, “isn’t our Jiminnie great? He’s the best barista ever—”

“Tae, stop!”

“Did I say something wrong?”

“No—” Jimin tries to cover his face with a hand. “Okay, okay, I get it.”

“Do you? Hey when do you finish work? Let me take you out sometime.” Taehyung looks at him so intently with those mesmerizing eyes that it’s hard to look away.

“Wait, what?”

“I like you, Jiminnie. Like like. Well, and like, I guess, because who doesn’t? You’re the highlight of my day and amazingly, your dick latte art pretty much helped me pass that one philosophy class. But I—”

“Okay.”

Now it’s Taehyung’s turn to pause and do a double take. “Wait, what?”

“I’d love to go on a date with you.”

“Okay, good. I mean, great. Excellent. Wholesome.”

They’re left with a warm silence between them, smiles mirrored on faces that manage to show much more than words could. Sweetness lingers amidst the blood still roaring in his ears and pulse still racing endlessly, and somehow Jimin’s pleasantly surprised at how things turned out.

Then the moment ends with Tae suddenly frowns.

“But does this mean you actually don’t want to sleep with me?”

When Jimin leaves for his date with Tae, all he sees his Jungkook’s smug face. But the joke’s on him because the next time when Yoongi walks into the coffee shop, Jimin doesn’t tell Jungkook that the hearts he’s been drawing for boy-who-looks-like-death indeed turn out looking like dicks. Nor does Jimin tell him that there’s a giant coffee stain on the front of his white t-shirt.

[bts-hyperfixation]

Freaky Friday

Kinktober Day 21 - Vmin/bodyswapping

Warnings: Y/N calls Tae daddy once, spit roasting, magical place swapping. This fic is based off of their OT7 relationship, therefore Y/N is also dating Jimin she just wasn’t expecting him. Also they don’t have powers in the other ot7 fics I just really wanted to write a soulmates fic.

“Taaaae” your whine fell on deaf ears as he continued to game.

Every time you got ignored you removed an item of clothing, waiting to see how long it would take him to stop.

You were down to underwear by now.

And he continued to play against Jimin is some silly little shooting game.

Jimin was somewhere in the house, they could be playing together but apparently it was more fun if you couldn’t see each other’s screen.

Realistically you could just go find one of the others to play but something about you was just craving Taehyung

If you're being honest it was probably the fact he was ignoring you.

“Kim Taehyung! Look at me.”

He huffs but finally blinks away from his screen, looking at you in the mirror next to his desk.

He does a double-take before taking his headset off and letting his character die.

You can hear Jimin’s mocking through the abandoned headphones.

Taehyung stalks towards where you kneel on the bed.

It’s when you see the dark look in his eyes you realise the mistake you may have made.

“So fucking needy Jagiya? Can’t wait for Daddy to finish playing.” He tuts

You bow your head to escape the intensity of his gaze.

One of his hands holds your hip, nails digging into the flesh.

The other pulls your chin up so you have to look into his eyes.

“Being an easy brat is not the way to get my attention, you should know better.”

He drags on your bottom lip with his thumb.

You try to suck it into your mouth, but he releases before you get a chance.

Instead, he kisses you.

“You should be very glad I am in a good mood right now” He mumbles against your lips.

He pushes forward, folding your legs underneath you as he climbs on top of you.

His lips don’t leave yours on the way down.

The hand on your hip strokes up your side.

His long fingers suddenly felt shorter than usual

You open your eyes confused, only to find Jimin hovering over you.

“Damn I should’ve known this is what distracted him.”

You squeak in surprise and look around to find Taehyung.

“He isn’t here right now princess.”

He kisses you quickly then pulls back and helps you sit up.

You sit on the edge of the bed and he slots in between your open legs.

When he notices the confused look not leaving your features he starts to explain.

“Taehyung and I can… switch places. I only meant to mess with him for screwing up the game, I didn’t mean to…” He pauses, running a finger underneath your bra strap. “Interrupt…”

You blink at him owlishly trying to get your brain to catch up with the fact two of your boyfriends had magical powers

Before you get a chance to ask further questions Tae comes running back into the room

“You son of a bitch.” He slaps Jimin’s shoulder playfully

“Sorry TaeTae… I didn’t realise you were entertaining.”

His eyes trail down your figure as he says it, no sign of genuine apology in his gaze.

“Seeing as we are both here now, why don’t I give you a hand?”

He crowds in closer to you, making you lie back.

His lips are barely on yours before you feel Tae again.

“No thanks, I think I have this covered.” The brunette grins back at Jimin, who was now standing by the door.

Taehyung drags a hand up your thigh.

He lifts his hips enough to slide his hand in between and cup your heat.

“Oh come on Tae, you know she can take more than one of us, practically needs it.”

Jimin crosses the room to sit on the bed next to you.

He runs his fingers through your hair.

“If she wanted you, she would’ve come and found you Chim.”

It felt weird that they weren’t acknowledging you but talking about you.

In fact if their hands weren’t all over you, you’d think they didn’t know you were with them.

You let out a small whine, in the hopes of regaining their full attentions.

The only response you get is Taehyung’s fingers twitching against your clothed slit.

“Taehyung you need to learn to share baby. Just look at her, she is dying to be railed from both ends.”

He does look at you then, eyebrow raised.

You nod your head a little frantically in response, not really sure of what you are signing up for.

“Fine but you can sit and watch the show while I get her ready.”

Jimin grins before leaning down to kiss you on the forehead and Tae on the lips.

He shuffles to head and undoes his pants.

Tae flips you over just in time for you to see Jimin pull his cock out of his underwear.

Your mouth waters a little watching him start to fist himself.

Taehyung pulls your underwear away before you get a chance to take Jimin yourself.

“I told him he could watch Jagiya, not touch… that goes for you too.”

“But Taaae he’s right, I can take you both.”

“You can, and you will, but right now you’re mine. You could’ve had anyone in this house, but you spent the afternoon bugging me, and now you will live with that choice.”

He spanks your right hip to punctuate his statement.

Then he directs you on to all fours for him.

His hand then trails around the curve of your arse onto your bare pussy.

His long fingers play with your slit, soaking each digit

“So wet for me, clearly I ignored you for a little too long. Let me make it up to you.”

He pushes two fingers inside.

Your eyes close and your teeth grit at the pressure.

“Open your eyes angel, I want you to watch me the way I’m watching you,” Jimin calls to you.

You do as your told just as Taehyung crouches behind you.

He licks from where his fingers were buried up to your hole, teasing the tight ring of muscles.

Your eyes cross and Jimin chuckles.

His hand moves languidly along his cock, fingers occasionally playing with the head.

Taehyung’s fingers work in and out of your dripping pussy in time with his tongue.

You groan as he starts to stretch his fingers apart readying you for him.

Just as you start to think you can feel a knot tightening in your stomach, he pulls his hand away.

You whine at him, reaching back to see if you can catch his hands.

“Aww don’t be sad Jagi, it’s time to involve Jimin that’s all. Don’t you want him to fill up that pretty little mouth of yours?”

He strokes his damp fingers down your spine, then spanks your ass to send you forward.

You almost land face first in Jimin’s crotch.

Luckily the blonde catches you before you can fall.

“Finally.” He sighs.

He wraps his hand in your hair and directs you to the tip of his cock.

“Hungry angel?” he asks pulling your gaze to his.

You nod and lol out your tongue.

He releases some of the restraint and lets you have at it.

As you take him halfway down your throat, Taehyung climbs onto the bed and lines himself up.

You pull back a little just to be shoved back even further When Tae thrusts into the hilt.

He wriggles his hips to get himself comfortable.

He then starts thrusting as hard and as fast as he can.

You can barely breathe around Jimin.

With each push forward he seems to reach deeper.

His fingernails cut into your skin.

Jimin reaches his free hand to remove your bra, the straps fall down your shoulders and he takes the opportunity to play with your nipple.

He pinches and tugs until you are groaning around him, the vibrations making him tense.

“Too soon.” He whines and then all of a sudden the dick in your mouth is a little thicker and the man behind you is reaching a little further.

You are finally allowed to pull back.

Taehyung’s boxy grin greets you.

“Looks like little Jiminny couldn’t handle the pleasure.”

His eyes flick up to meet Jimin’s, taunting him.

But the blonde doesn’t rise to the challenge.

Instead, he leans over you, thrusts leisurely.

His hand snakes around your front to play with your clit in time with his hips.

You moan just as Tae guides you back onto his cock.

You use your tongue to tease the tip.

Licking along the slit makes him shiver.

You can’t focus for too long.

Jimin has your orgasm building quickly with each flick of his fingers.

You force yourself down on Taehyung as you cum around Jimin.

You choke as your walls tighten around Jimin.

Blood rushes to your ears as the oxygen empties from your lungs.

You can barely hear the moan Jimin releases as he cums inside of you.

As soon as Jimin pulls out, Taehyung pulls you up.

You gasp and choke on the air that swarms your lungs.

By the time the tears have cleared from your eyes, you find yourself lying on Jimin’s thigh.

Taehyung buries himself deep inside of your spent pussy just in time for him to cum.

Jimin pets your hair as Taehyung leans over the top of you, arms encircling your waist.

He flops to the side, landing with his head next to yours on Jimin who reaches his free hand over to play with Tae’s curls.

“Next time I won’t male you wait so long Jagiya,” Taehyung says sleepily kissing along your shoulders.

Kinktober Masterlist 2021

Masterlist

Notes: Most of kinktober will probably be out in November. But OT7 should still be on track for Sunday

[manggaetteokkie]

Takeaway from today’s vlive:

for those who might’ve missed it:

EDIT: 0) Jungkook in a manbun with his curly hair. Nuff said.

1) Everyone except for Namjoon cried

2) Jimin prepared Jungkook’s cake and coincidentally, it was the same place the staff visited to buy their Billboard cake

3) Jungkook is thankful for being born and has seen all the gifts he’s received from ARMYs (aka all the birthday projects done for him)

4) Jimin was thinking while waiting “ah~ I don’t know...” but when it was announced that they got #1, he was so surprised he started crying

5) Taehyung was too lazy to go to Jimin’s room so he told him to come sleep with him, but then Jimin called him crying “we did it” and Tae asked “yah, why are you crying” but he also started crying (wbk vmin soulmates)

6) Taehyung says he now has no more dreams because everything was fulfilled, to which Namjoon replied that Tae needs to have a dream, because they still have Grammys, so Tae thought about it and said his dream is to tour again

7) Jin said he received a bunch of messages from people congratulating them on #1 on BB Hot 100 (Namjoon said he did as well)

8) Yoongi didn’t sleep a wink (Jimin went to bed at like 7am)

9) Jimin said Yoongi probably fist pumped 3000 times

10) Jimin called Namjoon while crying. Meanwhile, Joon’s words were muffled because of the tape he put over his mouth for his snoring but he did his best to reply

11) Yoongi prepared milk for their maknae since he has to drink milk in the morning (omg baby 🥺) and the rest of them had citrus juice although it looked like champagne

12) Namjoon said Jungkook is blessed because this happened on his birthday

13) Yoongi went around greeting them as Billboard Hot100 #1 singers

14) Yoongi said he needed a slap to make sure it’s really so they all got up and (jokingly) play-slapped him

15) Jinmin both kept writing and erasing messages because they couldn’t put into words their feelings

16) They are all headed straight to practice in that very room as soon as the live ends

[hargrieve]

hargrieve’s fic recs — september

happy unnaturally warm autumn! climate change is upon us! I am indoors and I keep reading and reading and reading. I'm kind of going through a kpop phase right now (three guesses as to who my biases are based on the fic below lmao). even though haikyuu did sink its hooks into me for like eight months, I initially started this fic rec series last year to keep track of my wandering hyperfixations, so here we are with my first major fandom swerve of the year! do not worry, haikyuu readers, I will be back for you so soon. season 5 when

(but seriously, txt blogs please hit me up, I am desperate)

@ravenclawboys <3 

FANDOMS: HAIKYUU!!, BTS, TOMORROW X TOGETHER

Haikyuu!! recs:

zero to hero by sketchedsmiles

akagin; rated T+; 18.8k words; 1/1; gin pov

superhero au :) civilian gin is saved by masked superhero akagi

i’m a sucker for any and all superhero au’s but this one is especially well-done. i loved gin’s voice and akagi’s characterization and the way everything ties back together in the end :)

featuring miya atsumu who won’t stop chasing superheroes sightings on internet forums and kita shinsuke trying to shut down his posts

BTS recs:

let the waves chase us down by watchtheleaves @noctiluka

namjoon/seokjin/hoseok; rated T+; 5.7k words; 1/1; namjoon pov

summer camp counselor au. namjoon is sick in bed all day

a short but very complete au featuring ot7. one of my favorite things about this fic is that instead of the camp counselor setting being used as a get-together trope, each character (particularly hyung line) really has an established place in this universe

2seok are so sweet to classic overthinking namjoon

love is no big truth by venusghost

vmin, namkook; rated M; 3.6k words; 1/1; namjoon pov

in which an aghast and appalled namjoon can’t stop third-wheeling cosmic soulmates vmin. canon compliant, boy with luv era

“Be the leader of the group, they said. With your temperament, it’ll be easy, they said.“

SHORT HILARIOUS WONDERFUL READ that so captures the essence of both vmin soulmate behavior and kim namjoon’s philosophies on love. and also being in the wrong place at the wrong time

on earth we're briefly gorgeous by notyoongs

hopekook; rated T+; 17.8k words; 1/1; hoseok pov

hogwarts au in which charming hufflepuff quidditch player hoseok is a seventh-year and super shy ex-student jungkook is a ghost who has a big crush on him

as much as this is a cute hopekook fic, it is also a story about growth and spending time with the people you love and finding what makes you happy

kind of sad, as one would expect from a ship where one of them is a dead ghost, but it is very heartwarming. 10/10 cute

over + under by honeyboyyoon

vmin; rated E; 28.6k words; 1/1; taehyung pov

soulmate au where vmin are not soulmates

writer taehyung and the many painful ways in which he loves his not-soulmate jimin

my favorite thing was the imagery in the fic. I’m obsessed with the way the author writes weather and color and sensation into metaphor. pure prose poetry

TXT recs:

you wouldn't do it, but i just might by renaissances

yeonbin; rated T+; 17k words; 1/1; yeonjun pov

canon compliant trainee/pre-debut era. non-linear narrative where half the story is forward on the day that yeonjun’s introduction film was released in 2019 and half the story is in flashbacks

time-skipping narrative done extremely well. a yeonjun character study where he reconciles 1) the fact that he was bighit’s top-ranked legendary trainee, 2) the fact that soobin was named txt’s leader over him, and 3) his feelings for soobin

if any of you were around for when I cried over hatsuna’s “I wish to live in a world” back in march, I felt exactly the same emotions reading this. 10000/10 I love ao3 renaissance’s writing style and pacing and development so much

I feel like if you’ve been in the txt fandom longer than I have (and you definitely have), you’ve already read this

recs I received in my inbox (all for haikyuu!!):

a liar’s truth by internetpistol

sakuatsu; rated E; 50k words; 2/2

summary: “In which Sakusa Kiyoomi is raised to believe that gay people go to hell but then takes one look at Miya Atsumu and thinks, then why the hell did God make them so fucking hot?”

bound by internetpistol

sakuatsu; rated E; 68k words; 3/3

summary: “Miya Atsumu and Sakusa Kiyoomi get cast in a gay film together where they, in the words of The Great Philosopher Rihanna, fell in love in a hopeless place.”

one more time, with feeling by liliapocalypse

sakuatsu; rated T+; 15k words; 1/1

summary: “Kiyoomi has a crush, but there’s just one, tiny problem: he basically malfunctions around his senpai. So when he finds out that his high school rival and now college batchmate is actually a shapeshifter, he swallows his pride for a favor: he asks Atsumu to shapeshift as his crush and be his practice date.”

your ivy grows by sketchedsmiles

matsuhana; rated T+; 11k words; 1/1

summary: “When Hanamaki Takahiro shows up on Matsukawa’s doorstep after being fired from his second job in a row, it’s instinctual for Matsukawa to offer him a place to stay until he gets back on his feet again. // It doesn’t take long for the cracks in Hanamaki’s cheerful and upbeat exterior to appear, and it is up to Matsukawa to keep his best friend from falling over the edge completely.”

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[thoughts-on-bangtan]

being honest i dont get jm using a award to say he misses tannie... we don’t know 90% of their lives but they are very close to the point of still sleeping together sometimes. and going deep if they were really a couple jm woudnt miss taes dog right? and even as friends he could visit it. unless its because of their schedule right... this kind of comment sometimes confuses me and haters will use it as “they arent close” lol. i just wanted to know your pov.

Judging by Admin 2's reaction, as well as some others in our asks, I have a feeling I was the only one with a more realistic expectation, or lack of expectations, as I waited for the BTS profiles to be posted. Based on last year's, I knew expecting something grand out of Tae, and especially Jimin, would just be me setting myself up for failure, which is what I think happened here.

But, let's discuss it.

I spent a solid couple of hours making an excel table last night that contains everything every member said about every member (sourcing 3 translators for maximum insight) to see if really what Jimin chose for Tae is so "bad" that suddenly people are sending us asks like this one, and another one I'll add later down the line. And the conclusion I've come to is that...what he gave to Tae, as well as Hobi and Seokjin, as awards are the only ones that have any actual emotional/personal connection to them.

With Namjoon and JK Jimin basically states the obvious--Namjoon is tall and JK has gained muscle mass, meaning nothing new or with a proper emotional connection was stated; to Yoongi he made the same request many other members have made, so a work connection, nothing inherently personal.

Now, compared to that--Seokjin teases him/them, which isn't new info, so Jimin asked him to stop or do it less, a valid request which I'm sure he also voiced to Seokjin outside of this FESTA profile and also shows a degree of personal connection; Hobi gets requested to not walk away after asking Jimin a question, which again shows a personal connection and that it's a reoccurring thing; and lastly Tae with Tannie.

Something I've noticed is that some ARMY, who are used to our western celebrities and draw conclusions about idols based on those parameters, forget that BTS are busy, like whatever you consider busy, take that and multiply it by ten. During his vlive with Hobi and Yoongi back in April, Tae said that they are much busier and their lives far more hectic than any of us realize. Taking that into account, and the fact that one of the members (I think it might have been Seokjin) mentioned they work at least ten hours a day for 360 days a year with practice, MV and CF filming, photoshoots, interviews, recording and working on music, meetings, and many other things we have no idea about, do you really think Yeontan lives with Tae full time? A dog needs to get walked and fed but if Tae is out of the house every day for at least ten hours, what would happen to Tannie? He'd just sit around at home alone all day which just isn't fair, so I'm sure Tannie lives with Tae's parents much the same way Micky lives with Hobi's parents and/or his sister, JKs dog lives with his family, Holly lives with Yoongi’s brother, Moni with Namjoon's, and years ago Seokjin had to give his sugar gliders to his parents because he was too busy to take care of them.

Based on that of that, I'm not sure how often Tae get's to see Tannie. Probably not all that often, to be honest. So, if Tannie's owner doesn't get to see him often, I'd assume Jimin gets to see him even less (if we work on the assumption that Tannie lives with Tae's parents and thus Tae could only really see him when visiting them or when they visit him, that means Jimin wouldn't be able to see Tannie just like that either, since that would be like intruding on family time, right?). And we know Jimin loves Tannie, so him using that award to say he misses him and is asking about him shows care and an emotional connection to Tannie. Do I think Jimin also asks Tae privately about Tannie? Absolutely. And still, while Jimin didn't give Tae the, I don't know, "hot body Award" like Yoongi did with Namjoon or the "person I love most in the world award" (which we should know by now would never happen, and if you expected something of that intensity level, than I'm sorry but you've set yourself up for disappointment from the start), he still drew a personal and emotional connection between himself and Tae, as well as the pet Tae loves dearly.

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Jimin could’ve asked about the other pets of the members, but he didn’t, he only ever really talked about Tannie, and here he does it again, so doesn’t that show that he has a bond with him, a closer one than the other members since they don’t/didn’t ask about him (except for Hobi that one time on weverse)?

Speaking of Hobi, am I the only one who finds it interesting and cute that he only drew little hearts for Jimin and Tae when writing down their awards?

Also, we have to remember that these profiles are for us, fan content (remember when Jimin asked Tae last year to post more pictures of Tannie on weverse because ARMY miss seeing him, so what if this is drawing a connection/parallel to that?), and not meant as the members “confessing” something to each other that they otherwise wouldn’t or don’t have the chance to do so. It’s not meant to be all that serious and instead just be fun and nice for us to read, show us a bit of their dynamic and that’s it, no world shattering revelations to be found, from any of them. Or do you really think Yoongi doesn’t like Jimin just because he told Jimin he’s trying too hard to be funny? It’s just part of their dynamic. Or that none of the members have anything else to say to JK besides commenting on his body/appearance? As for vmin, I’d like to remind us of this moment from their Friends subunit interview for FESTA 2020:

Whatever Jimin and Tae want to say to each other, they don’t need FESTA to do it, or us to be there as witnesses. Like Tae didn’t already say enough by telling us that 95z is love. Or Jimin by writing Friends.

From anon: because of you I came back da Namjin. I am a senior army and 2 years ago I left Namjin because I thought they broke up. You made me three Vmin but after what JK wrote about Jimin and after Jm himself about his chances I think that vmin are not together or Jimin withdrew. I think Jk would not dare to write about Jm that he has cute fingers etc if vmin were a relationship. it goes too far and confuses Jk too much. I don't want to say that J / k*ok is real because it certainly isn't !!!!

Now this is where I just sit and sigh heavily because it’s exactly what I expected and I will admit it irks me to no end. Let’s establish a little timeline:

Based on the FESTA Mission! BTS 4 Cuts Teaser that was posted earlier we can deduce that at least part of FESTA was already being prepared back in the first half of March, since on March 12th Jimin, Namjoon and Seokjin had their salad making vlive. Let’s suppose that everything FESTA related was prepared and written out by the members around that time as well. Sometime later BTS filmed YOU QUIZ followed by LET’S BTS and BTSxGame Caterers and everything else we’ve seen after that.

Or going a little further back to sometime in November 2020 while they were preparing for MMA 2020 and the Black Swan performance. We got the practice video today and if you pay attention to Jimin and Tae even there you notice that while Tae is waiting for his turn in the choreography, Jimin runs past him after his part is done (0:55) and they pat each other or do a “high five” or something along those lines as a way to cheer each other on. A very “we’re broken up” or “I will break up with him soon” thing to do, right? Or in min-January when Tae posted seven pictures out of which three were of just Jimin after an ARMY on weverse asked if anyone had any nice pictures they could use as wallpaper for their phone. Between all that I’m having a hard time honestly finding any moment where either of them seemed sad or “cold” toward the other the way you would be and feel if the person you love pulled away from you or broke up with you.

If you are still unconvinced and still think that is what Jimin tried to communicate to us, would Tae really have gone on national TV and said he likes Jimin the most? And would Jimin have agreed that he likes him a lot as well? Or looking at the making video of their Kloud Beer CF that was posted today as well, would Jimin really be looking and interacting with Tae this way if he decided to end things between them?

Also, going back a little, your mention of Jimin reflecting upon opportunities/chances now that it’s a new year. My question is based on what you made the judgment that this comment has to be about vmin and not about something entirely different in Jimin’s life, or maybe something connected to BTS as a whole? Just because of him asking Tae about Tannie? Jimin, as well as Tae and the other members, have entire lives outside of just their bonds with each other, entire careers, passion projects, families, friend groups, and that little bit of time they have to themselves, so immediately thinking Jimin’s comment must be related to his relationship/bond with Tae basically makes it seem like Jimin’s life is a romcom or a TV show in which the only thing that matters is if the main character will date or remain in a relationship with character B or not, but life isn’t like that.

Personally it reminded me of something Tae said during their Bring the Soul documentary about how BTS had the opportunities to go higher faster but they decided against them. Perhaps Jimin’s comment was about something like this as well, especially since we know Jimin is a very private person and very selective of the personal things he shares with us and the ones he doesn’t.

For the FESTA profile JK decided to give Jimin the “Cute Award” with the explanation that his “Face, height, fingers are cute” which, honestly, is just saying something that a) is true and b) has been said in millions of ways by every member across the last couple of years. I don’t see what the issue here is? During one of the episodes of BTSxGame Caterers Seokjin said that Jimin is very cute and that he has a small, beautiful face, so really he even added the word beautiful in there, which JK did not, so what really is the issue here? The fact its JK, right, that’s where the issue lies, to which I ask why? On this blog we’ve already established that there is (in our opinion and based on everything we’ve seen and heard) no romantic connection between JK and Jimin (nor Tae), not now and not in the past either, so why is him saying that Jimin is cute (which he is known for even by people outside of ARMY, or like James Cordon calling him his cute baby mochi) is an issue but Seokjin or any other member is not? Either we use the same measurements for everyone or we don’t compare or make such assumptions about any of them.

What I find curious, because this does make it seem like you, anon, are someone influenced by J*k*ok shippers and their opinions, see an issue in JK saying that about Jimin, and how that’s “proof” that Jimin and Tae can’t possibly be together, and yet you took no issue to Namjoon basically saying he wants to give Tae an award because he is so handsome he is above every list or Yoongi comparing him to Michelangelo's David, both of these being much more superlative and grand complements/awards than JK saying Jimin’s face, height and fingers are cute.

It’s funny how things that Jimin and Tae have said about and to each other that make their bond very clear (I want to live with my lovely Taehyungie forever or here is my love for you while handing Tae a bunch of red heart balloons or 95z is love, a statement I’m sure he wouldn’t post if that sentiment weren’t mutual) are all questioned or ignored, but something as basically trivial as a comment about Jimin being cute is turned into a major issue. The mental gymnastics is fascinating.

Lastly, going back to the first anon and their mention of how haters will use Jimin’s Award for Tae as “proof” that they “aren’t close anymore”--why do we care? Like Namjoon said in the Mic Drop lyrics Haters gon’ hate. They will say a lot of things about a lot of things and even make things up if they feel like it to push their agenda, so really, regardless of what Jimin would’ve said, or not said, they would’ve found a way to twist it and make it fit their narrative. Besides, what haters think has no actual effect or bearing on what Tae and Jimin have with each other, and neither does what other shippers claim. Haters and other shippers don’t control the narrative, BTS do, and everything Jimin and Tae have shown us in 2021, as well as the last eight years, shows me that their bond has only ever grown stronger and closer and more beautiful and awe inspiring, even while haters claimed they stopped being friends years ago, so why should you or I care what they think?

Like Yoongi once said in one of his vlives about how haters can write all they want, he won’t read it while they will get sued.

[jellifysh]

I wasn’t okay the past few weeks and also just got back from a 3 day vacation so I’ve only just cuaght up with GBIST now AND OMG? WHAT! I FEEL LIKE THE STORY WAS FAST FORWARDED! KSNGHGKLA NOT THAT THAT’S A BAD THING BUT I JUST WASN’T EXPECTING EVERYTHING TO SUDDENLY PROGRESS.

Also a fake marriage main plot suddenly? AHHHHHH— I MUST HAVE BEEN TELEPORTED TO A GBIST AU 🤡💀but ugh yes i love how mc & joon’s family juat approved like kshfhfjka all the main tropes i love are being hella checked off with gbist

BUT OMG IM ALSO JUST REALLY THRILLED THEY’VE ALL FINALLY GOT THEMSELVES INTO A RELATIONSHIP. 😌 OFFICIALLY.

I was just about to say I’m so excited to wait until 4am today for the update but I realized it won’t be posted today 🙈

But I am super looking forward to the smut as well because wow. The sexual tension has been 👏 b u i l d i n g 👏

🔥 warning for a sexual imagination / description (feel free to not post jic its too much 😅 🔥

And like I just imagine that mc must’ve not received orgasms from ex based on what we know about him so I just imagine mc being so shy to receive pleasure from someone else aside from herself…and maybe also while they have sex, she admits that she has masturbated while in the house? And has (guiltily) gotten herself off to the thought of them including her in their sexual life. And like they urge her to tell them her fantasies as they try to give her another orgasm. Just. Ugh. The resolving of their sexual tension 🥵 or maybe they even use her toys on her? Or maybe use them on each other???

Or even maybe having mc masturbate to maybe vmin making out? Because they’re the biggest tease? Or maybe having mc have a wet dream while she was seated on yoongi’s lap while working? So she’d be grinding on yoongi in her sleep and things progress from there? And namjoon enters the studio and kajdhfjdka then for jin i imagine mc just getting lost in observing jin’s hands as he feeds her? And like maybe she starts licking up his fingers and things just escalate? Or maybe with hobi, it’d be something like he’s teaching mc some dance and she starts getting turned on as she watches him. She’s practically panting when hobi grabs her to dance and like the music suddenly turns into a super seductive song (think like the weekend songs) and they kinda just tease each other. Hobi’s hands on her waist slowly slipping closer to her core as they finally kiss? And mc pushing her core closer to hobi’s hard on? 🥵🥵🥵 and for joon? I imagine them reconnecting and just a sweet & passionate scene. Like mc body worship but also mc wanting to give back to namjoon bc it was him accepting her to live with them that allowed everything to happen. So she was the one who figured out how much joon liked it when she used to ride him & how he likes getting sucked. So like i imagine after joon eats her out, she says that i also wanna taste you and deep throats him, ends up in a 69 and kdnfnfkam 🥵

(Im so sorry akfjntks can you tell im a horny mess w a thing for voyeurism/exhibitionism lahfkdhfhsja 🤡) i should stop. Needless to say….im hella excited

🐤 anon

lmao i wasnt expecting all that but I won't complain, you guys are giving me such good ideas for future drabbles. I'm so glad that you're caught up again and I hoped you enjoyed your vacation, I did fast forward the story a bit, bc 1) I felt like it was starring to drag out and 2) I didn't want to have the story unfinished while heading into exam season bc I know I wouldn't be able to devote as much time to my writing. I really want to go back and wrote about the wedding details, I have this really cute drabble planned out for you reconnecting with Namjoon's parents and mother daughter bonding 🥰

I have the scenes planned already for the chapter, but I would totally be down for a future scenario of that yoongi idea, and that Jin idea, maybe I could do that food play thing someone else asked for? And omg the mc getting off to them 🤭 they would never let her live tht down, but I think it makes it better if she just hasn't done anything this whole time and they just just have their fun with showing her what she's been missing out on,, and your spot on about the ex, I think even when they were "happy" together, he just wasn't an attentive lover. But the boys definitely will be

There are no toys this chapter 😔 a future vmin teasing scenario could definitely include them tho. And I was actually thinking of something like that hobi idea for college au so I'm saving that, but I totally love it!

And her and joon will be reconnecting in their solo scene, the theme of this chapter is body worship for sure, and sksksks "69-ing" is actually just so funny to me, like I know its a real thing but I can't take it seriously, it seems so awkward lol there is riding, but joon is not the one who eats her out and thats all I'm saying 😌

[akookminsupporter]

Am I the only one who feel like people keep forgetting the secret part of “secret relationship”? As in: we are not supposed to know for sure and we will never get confirmation.

Too often people come running with one single thing they’ve said in one single interview that contradicts whatever narrative they believe in (or doesn’t want to believe in) and it’s immediately supposed to cancel everything else they’ve ever said and done.

If jikook doesn’t share a car for something it somehow negates all the times they’ve shared a car before. If JK said a woman was attractive in 2015 it suddenly negates all the times he’s ducked that same question.

Also this burden of constantly living up to a certain standard is only EVER put on jikook. When it comes to other ships lack of “evidence” is somehow considered evidence or cute interactions are considered “as is” and no one cares about the 15 videos/lives/interviews where they don’t interact at all. But if jikook doesn’t interact to some arbitrary standard in a single video/live/interview (even if, as is often the case, it’s filmed long before some other cute interactions we’ve already gotten) it means they’re on the rocks/no longer close/has never even been close.

Truth is, regardless of the nature of their relationship, they do actively obfuscate their closeness. It’s never addressed like vmin’s soulmate bond. It’s not one of the in-band friendships that is really talked about even though they are so obviously very close. They are practically never asked to address each other when they write letters/poems/make presents/whatever these days unless they draw sticks. (Bcs we all know what happens when they are asked to address each other: shameless, rainy day, I’m watching you Jimin-ssi...) In most situations where they’re allowed to pick teams etc for themselves they don’t immediately pick each other.

In the dream interview thing when prodded for a friend Jimin said Taehyung. (Tae said Yeontan but the third time they prodded him with the same question he went: Park Jimin? and the interview finally moved on.) They were the only two people asked this question which I found very telling.

My very longwinded point is this: sometimes they will say and do things to deliberately muddle the water. It’s just how it is.

Hi anon sorry for taking so long to post your ask but I wanted to take the time to respond because you brought up several important points. And good thing I did because today's video of the guys and subsequent asks I received and I'm sure many blogs also received will be a good example for some of your points. I want to start by saying that I agree with you.

I will try to answer your points paragraph by paragraph so bear with me, at this point you guys must be used to me talking a lot.

1. But they're a bad at hiding it, don't you think? We're not supposed to know, that's true, but it's not hard to notice it either. They're not that good at hiding anything. They don't know how to lie after all. Although they obviously aren't lying. jikookland is a world of ambiguity. I don't think we'll have direct confirmation (if there is anything to confirm) for a long time either.

2.  what happened today is a clear example of this. They didn't see jimin and jungkook get out or get into the same car: oh no! jimin and jungkook broke up! i think they are having problems! And several more insecure messages like that. While I do think the fact that they carpool most of the time is significant, it's not definitive about their (possible) relationship. People need to stop looking at isolated moments and start looking at the big picture. It's not about one moment, it's about a sequence of moments.

3. me whispering: what happens is that they know deep down that the chances of jikook being real are very high.

And that's why many people have very high expectations or standards in order to believe that jikook is real but even if jikook meets those expectations, people won't believe it. Because it's not about that, it's about the fact that they are afraid to admit it.

That's why innocent moments like tae and Jungkook’s yesterday were enough to "confirm" their ship once again according to their fans, but jimin and jungkook being together in the early morning of Jungkook’s birthday means nothing, for example.

It is clear that the standards that fans have for each ship are different, especially for jikook, the problem here, or the reason, is that jikook is not a ship. It is something real, how real, we don't know. But it is real. And they know it.

4. This is an excellent point. And you are quite right on it. I think the only time jimin has addressed his relationship with jungkook is that they were hyung and Dongsaeng and well, that's the truth. But they've never or at least not that I know of, called it anything else like Vmin does with their relationship for example, and we know and they've said it themselves maybe not in so many words but in so many actions, that their relationship is extremely close. And members have never made any kind of comment about it on camera, not even when they say something that raises questions. It's something no one seems to talk about, not even jimin and jungkook.

5. ah those interviews. I still wonder why in jimin's video the background music was jungkook's song and in jungkook's video the background music was jimin's song.

“Sometimes they will say and do things to deliberately muddle the water. It’s just how it is.” 

[lokisasylum]

Tag for Fanfic Writers

(this was supposed to be an Ask Game, but I don’t have the patience to sit and wait for someone to interact/write me one of 50 questions to my inbox. So I’ll just answer them myself LOL)

1. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently only for BTS

2. What pairings do you write for?

Jikook, Yoonmin, VMin & VMINKOOK.

3. What is your most popular fanfic?

“Lunatic High” for some reason... its a fantasy au. Has to do with a war that broke out following the assassination of the Emperor, where humans began hunting werewolves after accusing them of conspiring against the monarchy. So you have Taehyung, Namjoon, Hoseok and Jeongguk as survivors of this war and living as bounty hunters, but one day when Taehyung falls gravely ill and no remedy can cure his disease. The four of them have to journey south where a surviving pack of werewolves live and may be the only ones who can save him. But it is Taehyung himself who holds the biggest secret of them all.

I haven’t updated it in two years and it only needs the final chapter TT

4. Do you write original stories as well?

I used to have this one original story that I spent MANY years plotting and finally began writing in 2009, but after I reached the 32th chapter I left it on permanent Hiatus.

5. What fanfic of yours should everyone have read?

I would like to recommend “All or Nothing”, “Yoongi’s Confession” and “Forever You Said”.

6. What is a fandom you will never write for?

NEVER AGAIN for Death Note that fandom was hella toxic back in the day. I also wouldn’t write for Dragon Ball z (and all the versions of it) I just can’t envision the ships correctly XD

7. What is a ship you will never write for?

Tae//kook sorry no offense to the members themselves... but their crazy, toxic, obsessed fans made me hate the ship. Also the fics I’ve read of this ship are just as toxic and Jimin is always somehow hurt in them. So NOPE. The only way I would come close to writing anything with them is if it involves VMINKOOK as end game.

8. Archive of Our Own, FanFiction.net, Wattpad, Tumblr, etc. which platform do you prefer?

Archive of Our Own all the way. I used to have a FF.net account many years ago but never really uploaded anything to it. Never did liked wattpad’s format and Tumblr isn’t exactly a practical place to read fics plus you have to manually link chapters.

9. What are your favorite fanfics?

Oh wow I’ve read so many good ones... “Surreptitious” (by Bangtanbananas), “bitchin’ witchin’“ (by spookysuga), “forever was never till now” (by SpringonMars) and “The Devil’s Cut”

10. How do you stay motivated to finish what you’ve started?

I cry on the floor, go through several breakdowns and then stare blankly at my word doc forcing my brain to work.

11. What’s your longest fanfic?

“Lunatic High” with 16-17 chapters.

12. Do you want to break your readers‘ heart or make them laugh?

13. What is your planning process?

I try to write little snippets whenever they come to mind no matter what I’m doing. So I always try to keep my phone close by and my Notes ready for any plot bunny that may run by.

14. What have others criticized about your fanfic?

I’ve honestly never gotten “criticized” per say or negative comments. Though I do get that sometimes my readers can be a bit impatient 🤭 but I get that since I can be impatient too.

15. OCs or no OCs?

No OCs as main characters, only supporting if I run out of people.

16. Do you use sentence starters, writing prompts and/or fandom headcanons for your fanfics?

I try a bit of everything if it helps the ideas flow.

17. Do you use/follow advice from writing blogs/posts?

I try to, but don’t let it influence my writing too much.

18. What is your favorite writing prompt?

Strangers to Lovers, most Alternative Universes

19. Dead or overused tropes?

omg, the freaking “school sweet heart who falls in love with the asshole”, the whole “first time/loosing their virginity” trope (how many times is the same character gonna loose their V-Card in 500 universes?!), also any mafia trope. 

20. Can we get a list of all of your current available fanfics?

I have like 19 of them. So I’ll just provide the link to them HERE.

21. What’s your shortest fanfic?

“You’re My Tear/You’re My Fear” (944 words) which is a song-fic with the song “TEAR” by BTS.

22. Do you listen to music during your writing process? What music do you listen to while you’re writing?

Hmm I have like 49 or 50 playlists/mixtapes. All from different genres but when I’m writing a particular story I listen to my Release Radar or New Releases and like the songs I think would fit to that story. So many of my fics have their own mixtape ^^

23.Long chapters or short chapters?

I always start a new fic thinking “this will only be a oneshot” and then chapter 2 and 3 happens...

24. How many WIPs (work-in-progress) do you’ve got?

......like 10...

25. How many WIPs will you finish?

3-4 because I finally have a solid plot for them.

26. First-person-narrative or third-person-narrative?

Both, both are good.

27. Do you take requests?

I used to when I had nothing to write about but some requests.... can be a little intimidating.

28. I will name you three things (object — scenario — fandom/ship): write a paragraph or two!

29. What’s more difficult? Fanfics or original work?

Original works.

30. What writing software do you use?

Nothing fancy, just Word Doc. & Notes.

31. Do you use beta/sensitivity readers?

No.

32. Past or present tense?

Both

33. Do friends and family know that you write fanfics?

Friends... and said friends don’t know me IRL lol

34. How did you find the magical world of fanfics?

I was 9yr and into the anime YuYu Hakusho, so I was browsing the internet for images about Kurama and Hiei cause they were my fave characters and stumbled into this blog that someone had and she had this story “Wild Winds”, I read it thinking it was some spoiler to the series and I remember that the story was kind of sad because Kurama had killed his human body and was going back to his Yohko Kurama self and Hiei held him in his arms through the process. At the end Kurama and Hiei kiss but it was out of defiance because they knew they didnt have much time left because they were found out. I legit thought this would or had happened in the series, but the author explained to me that it was made up by her and I found that so fascinating.

35. What is your favorite review?

This one is still a personal fave that I keep close to my heart:

36. Did you ever delete a work of yours?

From my current fanfics? No, but I did deleted old ones from my deviantart page because years later as I grew more mature I realized how childish a lot of my writing was back then.

37. Did your work ever get plagiarized?

Ahh... that’s an old wound that’s tough to re-open. Because it didn’t happen with my fanfics but it DID happened with that original story I mentioned. And the one who plagiarized it was a long time follower of mine on DA, I even considered her a friend. She used MY story for a contest she made up at a Death Note fan club she had and never told me. I found out because another follower was a member in that club so she asked me about it. What hurt the most is that when I called her out in private and asked her to delete my story from her contest she made this post ON THE CLUB saying I was accusing her of being a disgusting thief and wanted to ruin the contest, so this ended up with her 300+ club members harassing me and sending me death threats. I think that’s one of the reasons I quit writing that story half way.

38.Do you partake in any fanfic/writing events? (Big bangs, zines, NaNoWriMo, etc?)

I’ve thought about it? But most of these contest take place on Twitter which I don’t have an account to and most of Army twitter is well... hella toxic. Especially now with fanfic writers getting harassed/bullied into deleting their accounts and called “fetishizers” by fake woke kpoppies who enjoy listening to fake moan videos and reading Y/N/self-insert fics about being r*ped by their 7 mafia husbands. 😒 (I said what I said)

39. Collaborations or working solo?

I enjoy working solo for now. I like working at my own pace.

40. Do you have any rituals before uploading a fic?

Yes! I freak out, obsessively go over each word and sentence to make sure no typos are in sight, drink two cups of black coffee, have a mental break down, get distracted by tumblr or animal videos on youtube, dissociate for half an hour and finally upload the fic at 6:00AM ^^ then have another meltdown the next day after I find ONE typo I missed 😂😂😂😂😂

41. What is something you don’t like about your writing?

That it doesn’t come out when I want/need it to or the way I have it figured out inside my head.

42. Rudest review?

lol okay so this wasn’t really a “rude” review, but there was this one girl who left very strange comments on every chapter of “Forever You Said” while talking in 3rd person. Its like she was running her own self-insert fic while reading mine. Thankfully she deleted her account.

43. Guilty pleasure tropes and scenarios?

Guilty pleasure tropes... hmm.. I’m a sucker for vampire x werewolf relationships since its considered a “forbidden love” and how they eventually work it out. Also the “Enemies to Lovers” tropes is an all time fave especially when the love happens in a way you never expected it. 

44. Does fanart of your fanfic exist?

I.. as far as I’m concerned I’m the only ones who makes fanart/companion art of my fics 😅😌 I have yet to see a single fanart of any of them....

45. Do fanfics of your fanfic exist?

I don’t think so? But if there are I would like to read them! Just as long as the person didn’t do it out of spite because they didn’t like the pairing/ship I wrote about.

46. Few long essay reviews or many short reviews?

I enjoy both! But the long ones are more fun to read because you get an in depth pov of what your readers liked/disliked about the story.

47. What fanfic of yours is truly underrated?

I feel like maybe “Sin For You” underrated. Its my first vmin fic and second fic I wrote/published.

48. What is your favorite sentence that you’ve used in a fanfic?

Ah there’s SO MANY... but the ones closest to my heart are:

#01. "Someone once said that when you finally learn to love… really learn to love, you won’t need to give up on anything; Not your friends, your family or your hopes and dreams. Because Love is supposed to add up, no take away.” He drew in a shaky breath. “But if that’s true, then why are we so afraid of what we might lose?–” [Jimin to JK, “All or Nothing”]

#02. “Most fairy-tales make you believe that there is such a thing as “Forever”, but in reality kingdoms fall, buildings turn to ruble, words fade, bodies decay and turn to dust. Nothing ever lasts.Not even love.“ [Jimin, “Forever You Said”]

49. Where do you draw inspiration from?

Music mainly, especially from composers like Peter Gundry, Zack Hemsey & Adrien von Ziegler.  Secondly since I am a History & Art major I enjoy doing research about topics of my liking to incorporate in the stories (for example: I had to do A LOT of research for “Forever You Said” regarding Joseon Dynasty, how the world kept changing up until World War I & II era. )

50. Can we get a teaser for an upcoming chapter?

Sure! This is from a Yoonmin oneshot I’ve been working on:

“He hated remembering those things—those days where he could only be happy not as himself.  Not as Min Yoongi, but as Agust-D.

Agust-D who lived on the edge; where the days and nights passed between cigarette butts, cheap drinks, fast cars, running from the cops, tattered curtains in a motel room somewhere, long roads and even longer nights. Anyone brave or dumb enough to mingle in his world would either come out a stronger man or die a coward trying to run from it without realizing that it was already too late to back out. Which is why only a literal handful of individuals made it till the bitter end of the journey and lived to tell about it.  Though not without a heavy price to pay. “

[chemicalpink]

OT8 Poly! Relationship with BTS

Pairing: OT7 x eight member!Reader

Word Count: 458 

Genre: smut-ish, crack (you know how it goes with these guys)

Warnings: I used a few cuss words here and there + poly sex (? 

A/N: This was requested by an anon, and I’ve been meaning to do it for so long but school has me drowning in work, any who I hope you like this and I’m sure looking forward to writing a more proper Poly BTS in the future so look forward to it!

Okay lets get something straight (bc this headcanon surely isn’t), you guys have the most chaotic poly relationship the world has ever seen.

Personal life is completely different from professional life tho

At first, they weren’t so sure things were going to work out since you joined the group just before they debuted (like, they practically just introduced you all and off to the stage you go)

Also, you had just moved to Korea and your korean wasn’t exactly good

But hey, no judgement, they were so understanding about it.

Truth be told, everything aligned just the right way, it wasn’t planned for you to fall in love with them, or them with you, or between them at all.

It kinda just- happened

You guys worked your asses off for each stage so of course, you spent HOURS together

And soon you found out that you were all comfortable with one another

WAY TOO COMFORTABLE MAYBE

Cuddles were a big thing between you eight.

Playful flirting and whatnot

But it could only have lasted until a breaking point and it was kinda unspoken, BUT IT WAS THERE

PURE UTTER LOVE

and the sexual tension *coughs*

so maybe they had to think it with their upper heads, not the one in their pants

but you know

potato potato

I’m not saying it all started to shape up bc someone couldn’t keep it in their pants ahem vmin

but it did

when you get home after practice (and perhaps other types of activities…) with Hobi and Yoongs, you certainly did not expect so many loud noises to come from one of the rooms

You also did not expect not two but three heads to pop up from in between the sheets when you barge through the door

Y/N.exe has stopped working

“They kinda asked me to join so I did” damn you Jungkook followed by Jimin’s

“You can join too if you’d like, Y/N”

error 404

and oh wait whose hands just landed on your hips, exCUSE YOU

“Yah! us hyungs have as much right to be with Y/N as you brats”

Followed by a flying kiss that has Seokjin blushing and ears reddened

So… was it somehow possible for you not to know what was going down in your own house?

The answer is yes, those sneaky little shits.

So like the responsible grown ups you all are, Namjoonie has you all sitting down and laying the cards on the table, basically you are all head over heels for one another.

It doesn’t quite stay PG after that tho

Are poly relationships even a thing that works out?

You don’t know, but you are willing to try if it means having them all by your side.

[taekooktimeline]

August 2016 (?)

More on Taekook’s bad mood and their fights with Jimin around this dramatic period + 4’Oclock’s LGBTQ movie reference & meaning.

Vmin’s fight:

Around this time while practicing for some tour stops that were still left (so beginning of August at the latest) Tae & Jimin had an absurd fight over dumplings and didn’t speak for 2 entire weeks. This shows how sensitive and prone to conflict they were during this period. In 2020, Tae explains it was due to stress & exhaustion caused by the filming of the drama, and how they ended up making up, with Jimin telling him he wanted to be his support. It seems to be the same talk in which Tae cried to Jimin after opening up about his struggles. This deep talk happened at 4am in the park where Tae started writing his song “4 o’clock” while waiting for Jimin to arrive. This song was later released in mid 2017.

  (https://youtu.be/E9Un7WD-yJM, time stamp 8:25, http://www.vlive.tv/video/187554, 1:00-6:25)

This song has very deep lyrics that we can interpret if we analyze the LGBTQ movie that they reference: 

In the film many of the revelatory moments happened at night - on the beach of course (when the boys have an intimate moment), but also at Juan’s/Blue's house when Little asks questions of him. And Chiron's dream is set at night. Black/Chiron walks around pretending to be tough by day but is sincere and vulnerable under the moonlight.

At night vulnerabilities are exposed as they drop their act. People tend to define you by these aspects of yourself, so you normally hide them to avoid carrying a stigma or being judged. Jimin was someone Tae could confide in when alone under the moonlight. Judging by the song's theme, the hwarang filming might not have been the only issue discussed.

Jikook’s Fight:

During Festa 2020, Jk mentioned he felt very sorry towards Jimin for a fight they had in 2016 – making us think Jk must have been in the wrong. In this fight, Jimin seemed to disagree with Jk’s choices, or behavior, and angrily left the studio. Jk proceeded to roam the streets without a destination in mind, and ended up crying a lot and apologizing to Jimin. Tae called it “the sequel to the dumpling incident” meaning that this happened shortly after & may be linked in various ways:

When Jk specified it happened in the studio on a rainy day, most members still didn’t know about it and asked to elaborate. Members heavily cringing as a reaction indicates that they truly hadn’t heard this story before:

Tae seemed to recall this incident as if Jimin or Jk already told him not too long after it happened:

Jimin asks him what exactly Jk was sorry about and he simply said  “about that” with a small voice, not wanting viewers to know the details behind the fight:

BH added a penetrating & mysterious bell sound right when Jk vaguely referenced the incident.

Tae let’s us know an intriguing piece of information:

(https://youtu.be/t9zPnWQIiuw, time stamp 41:15)

Could Jimin have found himself caught in between Taekook’s drama and unreasonable behavior? Maybe wanted to help them fix it? Or simply had to deal with their bad mood? 

[nekathyran]

FESTA 2020 - Subunit interviews - Vmin

Hello there~ Now that Festa is over, I can finally breathe and analyse everything. It was a ride for all vminies, that’s for sure!

I want to talk about the Vmin Subunit interview. A lot of very interesting things were said, so buckle up, that will be a long post!

With the song and now the first performance of Chingu, we know that Jimin wanted it to be cute and funny. Everytime they talked about it, they focused on the first part - the one talking about their youth and developing friendship.

Surprisingly (or not), they are very shy about the “let’s-always-stay-together-my-soulmate” part. During the performance, they barely sang it face to face.

When Jimin mentions the “cuteness” of the song, Taehyung says that he did not expect such a lightweight song, and that’s very interesting.

[To be continued under the cut]

Taehyung said that he expected them to do a “weighty” and “serious” song. Why would a song about a blooming friendship be such a serious matter?

Like always, Jimin’s body language says everything. They surely discussed the question many times : Taehyung prefers serious and romantic songs (Sweet Night being the latest example).

So Taehyung expected to do a serious song about their relationship. But we know that romantic songs between two men are a big no no : Tae’s Christmas Song is still in boxes. Jimin adopted the practical and pragmatic option : doing a lightweight song about youth and friendship, so the song is less controversial. It screams “we’re only good friends”, and at the same time the “soulmate” part is still deep and serious. It surely was the only way to release a song about their relationship without being censored all the way.

That’s why the duality of Chingu is fascinating. It wasn’t “predictable” because even with the cute-friendship-part, it still had the serious-soulmate-part.

About the question “What changed after spending their teenage and twenties together” :

Soulmates at their finest <3 It’s interesting that Jimin mentions patience two times. I remember Jimin’s letter to himself in BV3 :

Be next to people I want to be with Do things I want to do for a long time Do everything I want to do later It will happen at some point

That seems to be Jimin’s philosophy concerning his relationship with Taehyung : be patient. Now is not a good time - in the future they will be able to live peacefully together. One day when this cheer dies down, stay hey You are my soulmate

I think Jimin and Taehyung disagreed on the publicity of their relationship, but they finally accepted the fact that they need to keep it a secret. Taehyung is still out there writing romantic songs about Jimin (and apparently only vminies understand everything *cough* 4 O’Clock *cough*), but nothing is too obvious, because they also keep the distance and friendzone each other all the time.

Okay, that’s incredibly cute. Their relationship has so much more to be, and they want to keep building it stronger than ever. <3

Now let’s talk a moment about 4 O’Clock, shall we. 

Taehyung says that he wrote 4 O’Clock after the park-incident. Jimin acts surprised, like he didn’t know that. He looks right, left, at the camera - he seems shy and avoiding. No wonder why, since 4 O’Clock is an ambiguous romantic song - Jimins wonders if it’s okay to say that in front of the camera.

Taehyung doesn’t understand why Jimin seems to have forgotten that fact, and says that he already told him.

Even if Taehyung already told him, Jimin says he had no idea. He could have honestly forgotten that fact, who knows. To hide his embarrassment, he jokes about the incident, trying to close the subject.

Taehyung surely knows that Jimin wants to avoid the subject in front of the camera, but nonetheless, he repeats it : this is seriously how he wrote that song. Jimin jokes again and repeats “you can’t do this” : you can’t go around revealing things like that Tae!

To end this interview, I really was shocked about the GIANT CUT here. Taehyung was saying “We always say it to each other” - and then he was cut. His answer is edited and we will never know. But us Vminies know that it was something along the lines of I love you or something. It apparently was judged inappropriate by the editors, who cutted to them saying a neutral “Good work”.

Tae’s words are surprising, because the only very unexpected things that were said in this edited interview was the reveal about 4 O’Clock, or more details about the Dumpling incident. Option 1 : Taehyung thought that this information really was unexpected by us Option 2 : they said more things and these things were edited out.

Jimin says that they don’t know how this interview will be edited and published - so they don’t really know which segments were cut. When Vmin talk about their relationship, there’s so much to say and so much to keep secret that it’s delicate.

Aaaaaaand we end this on the famous Vmin-Friendzone-Thingy.

They really want to convince us that they are just some very, very ordinary friends. Jimin could mean by that that even if they’re famous, it’s an ordinary friendship like every other. But we know that their bond is a very special one.

Taehyung’s words could have a double meaning here. It could mean : “We’re just two boys in love. It’s not special. We’re not different than any other people. Don’t find it awkward”. Since Korea is not very open to LGBT+ issues, and there are still improvement to see all over the world on this particular question, it’s a sensitive subject. Taehyung is joking around : yes I have written a romantic song about my best friend, no it’s not weird, yes we like to talk about our relationship, no it’s still not weird.

And voilà, my thoughts about the Vmin interview. These are my personal thoughts, and I do not possess the power to read Tae’s and Jimin’s mind, and I do not know anything about the truth of their relationship. I still hope that you enjoyed this analysis! Have a good day~

[anotherkpopvictim]

Seven Is Our Lucky Number - OT7 Story Chapter 7

(Picture source - Edit is by me, but thank you so much to NANA.K for the scan of the photo)

Chapter 7: Seven Forever

A/N: Finally, we’ve made it to the last chapter. Finally, the boys are going to be all together.

I wasn’t actually planning for this last chapter to become Taehyung-centric, but it kind of did. It’s sill OT7 though.

A few specific pairings that were requested are NamKook, VMin and JiKook, so I incorperated those. I also did my best to get some interaction between as many pairings as I could, with only a few that I couldn’t fit in, but the next time I write something with everyone, I will include the ones I missed.

Just a quick warning that they tell each other “I love you” an obnoxious amount of times in this, so I sorry not sorry for that. I’m a fluff monster, alright?

I’ll stop rambling now so you can enjoy ;)

Relationship: BTS X BTS

Rating: M (smut, swearing)

Words: 3977

WARNINGS: This chapter, unlike the others, contains smut, so please do not read if that makes you uncomfortable.

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The six members of Bangtan eyed their second youngest with wide, shocked eyes and slacked jaws. Namjoon was opening and closing his mouth like a fish as he struggled to produce any words, and everyone would have laughed at the ridiculous expression had the focus not been situated elsewhere.

Taehyung could practically see the wheels turning in their heads as they processed what he’d just told them.

Jungkook, who was still seated next to him on the couch, was the first to recover as he’d had his suspicions for a while. “Hyung...” he started, voice full of amazement. “Hyung...that’s so cool!”

Taehyung was the one to be dumbfounded now. “You...you believe me?”

“Of course!” Jungkook jumped up to kneel on the couch cushion and grabbed at his hyung’s arm excitedly. “We really have a lucky number? That’s sick as fuck!”

Taehyung looked a little relieved at the maknae’s response and then turned to eye the rest of his boyfriends with shy trepidation.

Hoseok grinned, “Kookie’s not wrong - it is pretty sick.”

Namjoon looked contemplative, “It’s still hard to wrap my head around but it is...quite astonishing.”

“Astonishing,” Seokjin repeats in a fond voice, eyeing the leader sat on the couch over. “That’s such a Namjoon thing to say. Fuck, you’re so cute.”

Namjoon, totally not blushing at all, looked away with a dimply smile.

Jimin, still perched in Taehyung’s lap, pouted, “I can’t believe I was so drunk that night I can’t remember such an important event!”

Taehyung chuckled, relieved by his boyfriends’ reactions, and poked Jimin’s pouty lower lip.

“Why didn’t you tell us, Taehyung?” Yoongi questioned.

The second youngest bit his lip, guilt going over him. “I...I didn’t think you’d believe me.” Before anyone could protest, he continued with a shake of his head, “You wouldn’t have. Don’t lie to me. If you guys hadn’t figured out our lucky number for yourselves, you would have thought it was just part of my ‘four-dimensional personality’.”

The air quotes and bitter tint to his voice gave away Taehyung’s familiar insecurities about himself.

“Hey!” Jungkook punched him lightly in the arm and he turned to see the other now pouting as well. “I would have believed you if you told me seriously. You’re unique, hyung. You’re special, and there isn’t anything wrong with that. You know that.”

Taehyung did know that. Each and everyone one of the members had told him that a few years ago when the title alien haunted his thoughts at night and their relationship was still in it’s blooming stage. He’d accepted himself now and the words didn’t usually get to him anymore, but every once in a while - like now - those all too familiar insecurities reared their ugly heads.

“I know,” he reassured genuinely. “I know.”

There was a silence then, as everyone took in everything that had happened in the last hour. Jimin couldn’t help but run his hands all over Taehyung’s body, wanting to scratch that itch of his that begged for him to comfort and show Taehyung just how much he was loved.

A mischievous smirk crawled its way onto Jimin’s lips. “You know,” he began with that buttery tone of his that meant nothing good (or everything good). “We haven’t done anything together, all seven of us, for months. I’d say we’re overdue for a group bonding session.”

Yoongi snorted at Jimin’s words.

Hoseok hummed in agreement, “I miss all of us being together. I guess this can be a celebration of our lucky number!”

No one else looked like they were going to disagree, so Jimin turned back to Taehyung and grabbed his face in his small hands. “I love you, my TaeTae,” he said softly.

“Love you, too,” Taehyung replied before his lips were captured in a sweet, passionate kiss. His hands were on Jimin’s hips, and as the kiss got deeper between them, they slipped up and under his shirt so he could feel Jimin’s baby soft skin.

They separated a short time later, grinning big goofy smiles at each other. When Taehyung looked around, he could see that Yoongi had come over to their couch to give Jungkook sweet kisses, as Namjoon, Seokjin, and Hoseok all took turns pecking each other gently on the lips.

Nothing was sexual, not yet. It was all just pure, tender love that they were showing each other. Though, they all knew that wouldn’t last for long.

“Why don’t we take this upstairs to the bedroom,” Jimin suggested, standing up from Taehyung’s lap and offering his hand to him.

Murmurs and grunts of agreement came from the others and slowly but surely, the seven boyfriends made their way up the stairs and to their special bedroom at the end of the hall on the right.

The bedroom had been renovated so that most of the floor was actually a built-in bed that could hold all seven of them on it with room to spare. They had a small closet and set of drawers that held all of their, ehm, play things, as well as condoms and probably too much lube. A few large, comfortable chairs and couches were scattered around the room as well. The entire room was designed specifically for days like these - which were, unfortunately, few and far between with their schedules - where they could all be together, all seven of them.

Seokjin and Yoongi grabbed each of Taehyung’s arms the moment they stepped into the room and he went with them willingly over to the far side of the bed. No words were spoken as they pushed the second youngest down onto the soft mattress and immediately crawled on top of him.

Seokjin peppered Taehyung’s face with kisses, causing him to giggle. “It tickles, hyung!”

“Let me show you my love!” Seokjin replied.

Yoongi was working on sliding Taehyung’s large t-shirt up his torso and over his head, mouthing softly at each inch of golden skin that appeared. “My gorgeous, wonderful, talented, unique, extraordinary Taehyung, I love you so so so much.”

The eldest rapper’s words caused a blush to creep up Taehyung’s neck and cheeks. They made him feel so happy and warm inside. “Love you, too, hyung.”

Hoseok and Jimin had taken one look at the trio on the bed and turned to each other, both waggling their eyebrows in an immature, suggestive manner.

“We’re dorks,” Hoseok laughed.

“Good thing we’re sexy, too, huh?” Jimin snickered.

Hoseok wasted no more time in grabbing the younger by the collar of his shirt and bringing their lips together. Jimin almost instantly poked his tongue into the older man’s mouth, his dick already kicking in his skin-tight jeans. It wasn’t a surprise, really, as Jimin was always so easily turned on by his boyfriends loving on each other, sexual or not.

Jimin pulled the two of them down onto the other side of the floor-bed from where the trio was, Hoseok slipping easily between Jimin’s legs and holding himself up on his elbows as they continued to make out passionately.

Jungkook locked eyes with Namjoon from across the room, and despite having been in a relationship with them all for literally years, the maknae couldn’t help but feel shy under the leader’s burning gaze. A familiar rouge dusted Jungkook’s cheeks as he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth.

“Come here, Kook-ah,” Namjoon summoned, his voice both soft and demanding in tone.

The maknae wasted no time stumbling to his feet from the chair he had been sitting on and moving past the others to get to the older man. Jungkook hesitated for only a second before he slid into Namjoon’s lap completely, his legs on either side of his waist.

“Good boy, prince,” Namjoon praised.

Jungkook snorted out a little laugh as he remembered their skit from earlier, but couldn’t hide from the older that the pet name made his dick twitch in his pants.

Namjoon’s hands grabbed at his waist, teasing the skin peeking out from under his shirt. Their lips fell together naturally, easily, and Jungkook all but melted in his hyung’s arms as the sweet kiss quickly became more intense.

After Jimin and Hoseok had been making out for a while, Jimin became distracted by three on the other side of the bed.

Hoseok noticed his lustful gaze as they continued to grind against each other. He smirked, “Our TaeTae looks so good, doesn’t he?”

Jimin whimpered and nodded his head, eyes never tearing from his soulmate.

Taehyung did look good. Seokjin and Yoongi had done an incredible job using their mouths and soft touches to pleasure the second-youngest. Eyebrows pinched together, mouth agape - Taehyung was a sight to behold.

“Shall we go steal him from our hyungs?” Hoseok whispered conspiratorially.

The man beneath him nodded again, much more frantically this time.

Hoseok and Jimin sneaked up on their two hyungs, grabbing them both from behind gently and peppering kisses over the backs of their shoulders.

“Hi, babies,” Seokjin purred, gripping Hoseok’s arm as it slithered around his middle.

Yoongi moaned as Jimin began nibbling at the nape of his neck teasingly, which made the younger giggle and tighten his hold.

Jimin and Hoseok locked eyes over their hyungs’ shoulders and broke into smug grins as they easily pushed their two unsuspecting boyfriends out of the way. The two of them immediately laid themselves on either side of Taehyung - their true intended target this whole time - practically covering him with their bodies.

“Yah!” Seokjin and Yoongi shouted indignantly.

Once they realize that they were only going to be ignored, they sighed and turned towards each other. It took just seconds for them to make their way over to one of the free comfy chairs, lips locked and hands at each others’ shirts.

Taehyung, surprised by his two more of his boyfriends, relaxed into their touches as Jimin began kissing and sucking at his neck.

“I still can’t believe I forgot that night all those years ago,” he mumbled against his neck. “Actually, what I really can’t believe is that I got so drunk! How irresponsible of me.”

Taehyung and Hoseok both chuckled.

“It was pretty irresponsible of you, both of you,” Hoseok replied, pointedly looking at Taehyung before falling back into his easy smile. “But it’s far in the past. There’s no use worrying about it now.”

“Yeah,” Taehyung agreed with an excited smile. “Don’t worry about it and just give me kisses instead!”

Now it was Jimin and Hoseok chuckling.

Jimin smirked and ran his hand down the front of Taehyung’s torso sensually. “Kisses, baby? Are you sure you don’t want more than that?” He squeezed the prominent bulge in the younger’s pants quickly, eliciting a strangled moan out of him.

“Want more, want more!” Taehyung replied, a little frantic and out of breath with desire. He always had been so easy to rile up. “Want everything you want to give me.”

Without any more fanfare, Jimin slipped his hand under the hem of Taehyung’s loose pants and boxers and took hold of his cock. In familiar movements, he pressed and pulled and tugged at Taehyung’s sizable dick, knowing just how to make the younger man feel good.

Hoseok swallowed Taehyung’s pleased moans as he leaned over to capture his lips tenderly. “Fuck, you sound gorgeous,” he whispered against his mouth.

Jimin shifted his body slightly so his own aching dick was pressed against the side of Taehyung’s thigh and he could still jerk him off without too much trouble. Jimin couldn’t help but whine at the waves of pleasure that went over him as he started rutting against Taehyung’s thigh, slowly at first, then faster as he lost his grasp on control.

Namjoon and Jungkook finally separated themselves enough that they could see the rest of their boyfriends easily. With one last kiss and a smirk, they split up, one going towards Jimin, Hoseok, and Taehyung, and the other going towards Yoongi and Seokjin.

The two oldest members were completely naked by now, and their hands slid over each other’s bodies in something like admiration and desperation. Yoongi was straddling Jin’s lap when Namjoon came up to him from behind and wrapped his arms around him.

“Don’t you dare try what Jimin did earlier and try to take hyung away from me,” Yoongi threatened, even though he was slightly out of breath and didn’t exactly sound all that threatening.

Namjoon chuckled, “I didn’t see that, but it sure sounds like our Jiminie. Don’t worry, I want to join you two.”

“In that case,” Yoongi gave him a grand smile. “Welcome. Hands and mouths and dicks are appreciated anywhere and everywhere.”

Jin laughed underneath him, “I mean, he’s not wrong.”

Namjoon rolled his eyes fondly before leaning down to press kisses against the skin of Yoongi’s neck and reaching out with one hand to grab Seokjin’s thigh.

Jimin let out a startled squeal when he was suddenly lifted up and away from Taehyung and Hoseok. Half confused and half upset, he pouted and began swatting at the arms around his waist. “Hey!”

Then, he was being laid down on one of the small couches and Jungkook was climbing on top of him with a smile on his face - one that was surprisingly not mischievous but genuine. “Wanted you for myself, Jiminie,” the maknae explained as his hands moved quickly to remove the clothing from Jimin’s body. “Haven’t loved you in so long.”

Jimin melted at the younger’s sweet words, his own hands moving to Jungkook’s pants to push them down and off.

Once the two of them were completely naked, Jungkook adjusted himself to a more comfortable position above the older man and then took both of their aching cocks into his hand.

The two of them let out simultaneous groans of pleasure as Jungkook began jerking the both of them off.

Namjoon, Seokjin and Yoongi had moved over to the opposite side of the bed from Taehyung and Hoseok, falling into the fluffy sheets in a tangle of limbs. Both Jin and Namjoon’s bodies covered Yoongi’s completely, keeping him pinned down.

“Look at them,” Taehyung all but purred, his hand lazily jerking Hoseok off but his eyes never straying from the rest of his boyfriends scattered around the room.

Hoseok himself was fairly busy between fingering Taehyung open and marking up his chest with little hickeys. He glanced up at the younger’s words and found that he certainly wasn’t wrong.

The maknae had Jimin pinned on the sofa, his large hand working at their obviously aching erections. Jimin had his own hands clutched desperately in Jungkook’s hair, making a mess of the dark brown locks.

On the other side of the bed, they could see Namjoon giving Yoongi a blow job while the two oldest made out. It was a little difficult to see, but after a few moments, Hoseok recognized the half-hidden movements and moans as Yoongi jerking Seokjin off.

“And they’re all ours,” Hoseok growled out, his throbbing dick demanding more attention. He pulled his fingers out of Taehyung’s ass and spread the leftover lube over his cock. As he fit himself further between the younger’s legs, he brought him in for a lustful kiss. “They’re so fucking hot.”

Taehyung moaned loudly, both in agreement with his hyung’s words, but also because Hoseok never wasted any time sliding straight into his ass. Giving him no time to adjust (not that he needed it) Hoseok pulled back and then thrust his hips forward, beginning a familiar, rapid pattern specific to Hoseok.

Maybe it was weird, but yes, Taehyung did think that all of his boyfriends fucked him in unique ways. Seokjin was always slow but hard, what Taehyung truly thought felt the most like true love-making.

Yoongi was slow and had endless patience, never falling for any of Taehyung’s tricks to get him to move quicker and instead usually receiving a slap to the ass.

Namjoon liked to give it to any of them hard and fast. Looking over at him hastily fingering Seokjin open as the oldest hovered over Yoongi, he was displaying his familiar behavior already.

With Jimin, it was always a surprise. He was different depending on how he felt that day or what his boyfriends’ weaknesses were. That little devil wasn’t joking when he was talking about adapting to wants in Filter, except he also loved to watch his boyfriends squirm.

Jungkook, perhaps unsurprisingly, gave it hard and fast, just like Namjoon. However, unlike Namjoon who had amazing control over his actions and emotions, Jungkook was almost reckless. He never hurt anyone, of course, he wasn’t that harsh, but it was no doubt a wild ride whenever any of them were fucked by him (pun intended).

Now poor Jimin, who always loved to tease them, was getting taste of his own medicine from the maknae as he jerked them both off at the perfect pace. Jimin hated the perfect pace, because it always brought him close to the edge so quickly, but he knew Jungkook wasn’t going to let him come until he came first.

“I hate you,” he groaned out.

Jungkook laughed, “Love you too, Jimin-ssi!”

Taehyung choked on his own laugh at them as Hoseok found his prostate, the tip of his cock easily hitting the bundle of nerves inside of him.

The way Hoseok fucked was slow and hard, holding whoever in was down dominantly. Like now, he had Taehyung’s hands pinned above his head as he thrust in and out of him.

“Hobi-hyung,” Taehyung managed out between breaths, “You guys are, like, the best people ever. You’re all so fucking beautiful and I love you.”

Hoseok giggled a little elatedly, “Love you, too, my baby. Always.”

“Fuck! Right there, Joon!” Seokjin moaned out as Namjoon thrust his fingers repeatedly against his prostate, barely leaving any time for him to catch his breath. His hand tried to keep jerking Yoongi off, but the haze of pleasure made it difficult to remember to focus.

Yoongi was busying himself with marking up the oldest man’s neck with pretty love bites, moaning whenever Seokjin gave a particularly pleasant tug to his cock.

Namjoon watched the two below him with barely concealed lust. His own dick was aching and leaking against his stomach at that point, begging for some kind of attention.

He pulled his fingers out of the older’s ass and lined his dick up quickly. Seokjin didn’t even have to time to feel the emptiness of the fingers before he was stuffed full of Namjoon’s cock.

Yoongi didn’t mind that Jin’s hand went still around his dick because he had the wonderful sight in front of him to admire. One of his hands lifted and ran through the oldest’s chestnut locks, pushing it out of his face.

“Taking him so well, hyung,” Yoongi praised.

Seokjin let out a desperate moan as Namjoon began to pick up the pace of his thrusts. He tried his best to keep touching Yoongi but only succeeded in a slow, uneven pace - not that Yoongi seemed to mind.

On the contrary, Yoongi quite enjoyed the sight of his oldest boyfriend losing control of himself to pleasure.

Seokjin let his head fall and rest on Yoongi’s thigh as he just took what Namjoon gave him. That familiar heat inside him was building and he knew he wasn’t going to last long. “Oh shit! I-I can’t hold it!”

“You need to come already, hyung?” Yoongi teased. “Does Namjoonie feel that good?”

Seokjin could only nod a whimper as the tip of Namjoon’s cock rubbed against his prostate euphorically. He readjusted himself, lifting himself back up on his hands and knees as he got closer.

Namjoon had his brows furrowed in concentration, eyes on the two below him as he refused to relinquish his brutal pace.

Yoongi hummed and continued to run his hand through Seokjin’s hair. “You want to come on me, hyung? Get my thighs all messy?”

And that was all Seokjin could take really. “Yes!” he all but screamed. Only seconds later he felt himself tipping over the edge, a whine spilling from his lips and his cum spurting over his own stomach and Yoongi’s thighs.

Namjoon came after a dozen more thrusts, spilling into the tight heat of Seokjin’s ass. “Fuck.”

Seokjin, still in his post-orgasm haze, ran a few fingers through the mess on Yoongi’s thighs before grabbing the eldest rapper’s dick again, the come making the slide easier.

Now it was Yoongi who was close, having been hard the entire time he was enjoying his boyfriends’ show. It didn’t take many jerks before he moaned loudly and came all over his own stomach.

It was then that Namjoon and Seokjin fell forwards, collapsing half on top of Yoongi on the mattress below them. They took a few moments to catch their breaths and then looked around to see what their other boyfriends were up to.

Jungkook’s grip on his and Jimin’s cocks loosened as he got closer. Jimin was moaning and trying his best not to squirm around beneath him.

“Hyung...” Jungkook moaned out.

“It feels so good, Kookie,” Jimin panted. “Fuck, you know just how to get under me skin, you little punk.”

Jungkook giggled. “Love you, hyung.”

“Love you, too.” Jimin replied, leaning right into Jungkook’s ear to say the words.

There was no warning before Jungkook groaned as he came suddenly all over his and Jimin’s torsos. He pouted as he rode out his orgasm. “Y-You cheater.”

Jimin choked on his chuckles when the maknae began jerking him off faster and harder. “Ah...ah!” The new pace took him by surprise and he came only moments later.

“You can’t tell me you love me!” Jungkook pouted, “You know that makes me come instantly.”

Jimin giggled breathlessly before pressing kisses all over the maknae’s face.

Taehyung and Hoseok were still watching their boyfriends closely, and as each one of them reached their orgasms they became closer themselves.

“It’s our turn now, Taehyung-ah,” Hoseok whispered to him. His hips hadn’t lost their pace and continued to pound his cock into Taehyung’s tender bundle of nerves. “Can you come for me, baby?”

Taehyung whimpered and nodded, letting out a high-pitched whine as his impending orgasm finally washed over him.

Hoseok swore under his breath as the younger tightened around his dick, causing him to cum with just a few more hard thrusts. He loosened his grip on Taehyung’s hands which were still held above his head. The younger tangled his fingers immediately in the older man’s dark locks.

They all fell into a sort of silence for a minute, the only sounds being heard were their attempts to catch their breath. Jungkook and Jimin made their way over to the giant floor-bed and collapsed in the middle, pulling their boyfriends in closely.

“Well, damn,” Seokjin exclaimed. “That was amazing. We need to do this more often.”

The other six grunted and giggled their agreements.

“We won’t be able to with our promotions coming up,” Yoongi said, sounding like he didn’t want to be the bearer of bad news.

“That’s okay,” Hoseok replied, “That just means that when we can be together like this again it will be even more special.”

“I love you guys,” Taehyung slurred out tiredly. “Never forget that.”

Jimin cooed and turned to press a kiss to his lips. “Never. Love you too, baby.”

Declarations of love sounded around the room, making Taehyung break into a big, boxy smile.

“Hey, guys!” Jungkook shouted suddenly. “Guess what?”

“What?” Namjoon replied indulgently.

The maknae grinned brightly, “It’s seven o’clock.”

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A/N: So this was undoubtedly the most difficult chapter for me to write (hence why it took me sooooo long to post). I’ve never written OT7 smut before and I found it really hard transitioning back and forth between them in the scene. Hopefully, it didn’t turn out too bad, but if you guys have any constructive criticism then please feel free to leave it in the comments!

Hope you enjoyed the story <3

And remember that if you’re going to stream the Dynamite MV to do it properly so the views count!!! Check out xCeleste on Youtube if you need to, she made a video all about it.

[cinnaminsvga]

i think the endgame in fox rain is vmin and hobi gets sad in the background because you're the writer so ofc he ends up wanting to die. then hmmm lets see, seokjin gets to burn y/n's head and blames it on sera, so she goes to jail and y/n is bald but still high fives seokjin cause like,, he did what he could. yoongi is never seen or heard of again cause he came so hard in some pesky closet the pure strength of the release of his seed pulled him back in time 13 going 30 style but benjaminbuttoned

[cont.] then jk ofc also is sad, cause is you. or Worse: evil. cause you really like to pull that little card on us, so maybe since hobi is already sad, jk is evil and never really liked y/n just pretended to have a crush to get his business of shipping merchandise going. then OUTED HER on the poem and pretended to be heartbroken about it but then she appeared bald so the fans decided the lord already punished her enough. she highfived seokjin again after that and also got a wig. obviously not from him

[cont.] and namjoon just kinda vibed the whole time until fame kicked him in the balls so strongly it into his brain and he morphed from the pretentious senior composer to a greasy rapper who can only talk about balls hair, meets yoongi along the way, cause he went to the past and fixed his mistakes so he never got into college and just started a new life with the knowledge he had of the future and was the pioneer of the dab mania and stole that nae nae song, so they become a duo and love eachother

[cont.] they primarily get their outfits of jk for clout (cause he became a bog designer) and discuss how jk inspired them to use their pain in their art as a monetary income, so they make a youtube video pretending to break up (yes they act it out, its titled OUR BREAKUP BEHIND THE SCENES NO ACTING) and make a whole album about it ala beyoncé and once its sold out they reveal it was all a social experiment or something, meanwhile y/n is still bald, she decided it's more practical and keeps jk fans away

[cont.] and she's in seokjin hair salon cause she thinks is hilarious to pretend to be waiting for a turn with a magazine when she's bald, seokjin always tried to kick her out but stopped after realizing that she gives the bald community of the campus courage to get in and ask seokjin for hope, so now seokjin has a whole side business in hair growth treatments, and one day y/n is playing one of those words puzzle games in magazines, she reads: “synonym of sunshower” and seokjin says “fox rain”

[cont.] and y/n says hmmm as she plays with her gg's (golden guk's) designer shorts and vmin's laughter and hobi's sad breakdancing is heard in the background with namgi old time classic hit “itcher ballerz” playing softly in the hair salon. the end

did. you just write your own fox rain fanfiction LMAOJFSAKFJKAF anon are you legit okay like,,, you went OFF and not like,,, in a sane way hhhhhhhh

thank you so much for your input,,, i guess all i can say is that you’ll have to wait and see if any of your guesses come true HJSAHDJAHS but i can already tell you straight up that hobi does NOT get a sad ending (judging from the most recent update hehe) AND WOW AREN’T I AMAZING?? I ACTUALLY GAVE HOSEOK A HAPPY ENDING!! RING THE BELLS EVERYONE BC ZEE DOES HAVE A HEART!!

ngl tho ur namgi suggestion is really tempting,, i’m always a slut for namgi,, minus the whole time travelling thing bc i swore to myself to never do that LMAO shit is too cheesy like 80% of the time but uhhh thank you for your contribution to society my dear little crackhead lmao