#and i wanted to know them bc taes adorable smile

[perfectlyoongi]

actually fell asleep halfway through this Tae drabble lol sorry, gonna post it tmrw xx

[kithtaehyung]

holiday (3tan special) | myg

title: holiday  pairing: 3tan!yoongi x reader(f)  series: masterlist | three tangerines | fireworks | house party | basketball | stay | sidewalk talk | friends | dalo | like that | anytime | sundress season | yoongi’s interlude | forfeit | flutter | video call | busted | broken (pt. 1) | broken (pt. 2) | lollipop rating/genre: pg (18+) ; fluff ; brother’s best friend au, implied age gap au, holiday au summary: from what you can gather, holiday gift exchanges are supposed to be pretty straightforward. but this one quickly escalates. because no one can follow directions. note: this is all thanks to the person that suggested a 3tan crew secret santa! they don’t do actual secret santa, but they do host a gift exchange. so enjoy this speedily but still tenderly written holiday special! i wanted to get it posted asap so that we could all have it during the holiday season. hope it helps lifting spirits in any way<3  warnings: yoongi looks like sin, but reader does too🤭, kissing, no one follows directions, but especially jimin, hella kissing, no fr jimin is chaos incarnate, sibling holiday woes, tense situations, tender moments, gift exchanges, dialogue heavy i’m so sorry, also not too edited i'm sorry again sdfkljdskl. reader is adorable y'all i wanna cry, 3tan crew being wholesome af drop date: december 27th, 2024, 8:37pm est word count: 8.1k bc i love y’all???

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“Wait… I’m in this, too?” 

Your brother winces while checking his phone, probably also seeing the texts that Jimin sent to a freshly created group chat. “Tae and Chim roped us in this time. But it’s cool if you don’t wanna.” 

As you both don work attire in your foyer, you shake your head, one hand firm on your bag strap, “I don’t even know how they work.”

“I think we random draw names. Then just give a gift to whoever we get.” 

Seeing the names and numbers in here, you’re already running through a lot of possibilities. Maybe too many possibilities. But you don’t wanna make things more complicated or awkward, so you quickly concede, “I mean.. I’m down if you are.”

“I guess it’s cool.”

Head lowered, you notice that your brother’s shoes are the ones you gave him for his birthday a couple years ago. Because those days are the only ones you both celebrate every passing run of three hundred and sixty-five. “At least we’re doing something this year.” 

He chuckles to his feet. “Two years in a row.” 

Your sad laugh tumbles and rolls next to his. “Wild.” 

“Hey.” When he pauses, it’s to wait for you to look up. “If you ever wanna talk about it, we can.” 

There are a lot of times in which you dismiss your brother. Because it’s just what siblings do. 

This time is not one of them. 

“Same,” you offer, the weight of the world dragging your smile down. 

He gives you a hug, and you feel the luxury press of his suit as you lean in with scrunched brows. 

Two years in a row. 

Maybe things do suck less with time. 

When you both head out the door to your cars, you wonder if your brother knows how much you appreciate him and his friends for including you in things. Even if you don’t show it as much as you need to. 

Guess this time of year is a good place to start. 

Work drags in the wake of oncoming holiday. 

But you’re learning to appreciate the decorations around the office, including the little cards that coworkers have given you at your desk—despite your many protests that they didn’t have to. 

When you look up, you start to notice other things. Like the way people smile just a little more. Or the way peppermint and cider waft around the building, smelling of sweet instead of spice. 

You wonder if Jungkook has decorated the studio, too. Or if he recruited everyone else to help with decorations, which means that Yoongi and the guys had to fuss with lights and whatever else people spend money on.  

Laughing to your many stacks of papers and documents, you start daydreaming of what it would be like to decorate the house.

Would you and your brother do it someday? You do admit that it’s kinda nice to look around the neighborhood. And when you went into the mountains last year, you concede that the surrounding town decor was pretty inviting. 

Maybe your house would be a little brighter on the inside too if you both just…

You get a notification on your phone. When the screen brightens, you see that it’s for the app that shuffles you all for the gift exchange. 

You have no fucking clue what you’re doing.

But here goes.

Opening and hoping you get someone that’s easy to please, you stare at your device and blink a few very hard times. 

And after every time, you still get a name that has your heart quickening faster than reindeer working overtime. It’s reindeer, right? You think that’s cor—

“You okay?” 

Snapping your head up, you notice that one of your coworkers stopped mid-stride to check on you. Staring at his candy cane tie, you try not to be distracted as you slightly cringe, 

“What do I get a guy for the holidays?”

“Friend or lover?” 

Well, that was not what you expected to hear! 

When your jaw unhinges, you’re quick to snap it back into place. “Umm.” 

“Oh, this is juicy,” he perks up, quickly settling into a nearby chair and resting a strong chin in his hand. “Tell me more, I got time.” 

Laughing, you shake your head while pretending to type on your computer. “Nothing to tell.” 

“That means you got a whole lot.” His eyes are way too shiny right now! “But alright, I’m gonna assume both. In which case, I suggest something nice.” 

“Something nice?” 

“You know, like. Nice nice.” 

“It’s for a gift exchange, though,” you slump, hands stopping on the keys. Looking at his whole holiday ensemble, you divulge, “The money limit’s definitely not enough for nice nice.” 

“Then fuck the limit?” 

Your answer is more of a sound than a word. 

But he does get you to consider, even if just for a little bit. “Maybe…” 

“Fuck the limit,” he advises again. “He’s gonna dig that. Especially since everyone will see it.”

Your face falls from the snowy sky. “Everyone?” 

“Uhh, yeah? You said gift exchange, right? Everyone sees what everyone gets.” 

“Oh. Right,” you pretend to agree to your computer. Because no, you actually didn’t know that. “Guess it’s been awhile.” 

“Well, that’s what makes it fun! Good luck.”  

While you would normally agree, you have a whole hoard of conflicting feelings. Because while seeing Yoongi’s name on your screen is enough to get you giddy as hell, you know there’s a couple people that may not share the same sentiments. Especially if you gift him something nice nice. 

In front of everybody.

However… 

As your striped and jingling coworker strides away with a hum, you drum your fingers on your minimally decorated desk. 

Maybe there is a way you can finess this. 

After a few weeks, the day has come for not just one exchange, but two—your friends also decided to have your own. Because it’s the easiest format, you convinced them with logic, seeing their shock at you being the one to suggest the exchange in the first place. 

When they asked if you were sure, you assured them that it was okay. And the way they all brightened told you that you made a sound decision. Even if they still seemed hesitant, you know it’s because… 

You’ve never done this. 

So as you observe everyone in your bare living room, you start to see how their presence alone illuminates the space, with gifts in shine and glitter painting the area in holiday colors. 

This is nice. 

“So… Uhh.” You clear your throat, watching everyone look at you at the head of your coffee table. “How do we do this?” 

They all laugh before Taehyung explains, “So one of us goes first and says who we got before giving the gift—you can sit, you know.” 

In the midst of more teasing, you settle onto the floor while exclaiming, “I’m nervous, okay! This is really new to me.” 

“You have a gift to give, right?” 

“Yeah?” 

“Then you’re already doing great,” Reia assures, and you’re even more excited to give yours away. Because you drew her name. 

But before you can say that, Taehyung continues, “So after someone gets their gift, they announce who they picked, and so on.” 

“Pretty straightforward,” you observe. “I wanna go first!” 

Dom cackles, “You just wanna get it out of the way.” 

“And?” you question, grinning when you shoot up and grab your very amateurishly wrapped bag. “Okay, okay, I got…”

“This is adorable,” Yuri cuts in, and everyone’s agreement makes you suddenly shy. 

“No! Don’t make fun.” 

“We aren’t!” Taehyung reaches out to rub your leg. “Promise. Who’d you get?” 

“I got… Reia!” You exclaim, raising your bag a bit as she yells with everyone. The sudden raise of noise gets you a little shocked, but hyped nonetheless. And maybe a bit nervous that your gift won’t live up to the excitement. “Sorry about the wrapping job.” 

“What are you talking about, this is so good,” Reia soothes, smiling wide as she delicately takes out the folded paper. “Wow, the wrapping is nice?” 

Dom chimes in as she leans in, “Yeah, this is too good. Did you watch videos?” 

“Uh huh.” 

Everyone laughs again as you keep your nose held high. Because sucky or not, you were not gonna half-ass your first ever gift exchange. With seasoned people, at that. No way. 

When Reia opens the gift you carefully picked while perusing through a local music store, you watch with the anticipation of a small child, eyes wide and waiting. Hoping that the best outcome is the real outcome. 

And when she quietly yells behind her hand, everyone cheers while asking what she got. When she turns the package around, they cheer even more, because it’s a guitar pick set in her favorite colors. And one that you knew was so, very much her. 

She stands up immediately and opens her arms for a hug, and you blink before getting lovingly crushed. 

“Thank you,” she whispers in your ear. “This is more than great.” 

“Of course, babe,” you murmur back, feeling her jean jacket under your palms and a beating in your chest. “Thank you, too.” 

The rest of the exchange goes off without a hitch, with you cheering with everyone and understanding the cues more and more. Everyone’s gifts are wonderful, and Yuri’s the last to go out of the five of you. 

And she got your name. 

You figured giving the gift would be the hardest part. 

But somehow, this part is a lot harder. 

Braving it anyway—because there’s ironically no time like the present—you carefully unwrap the thin package and stare at what’s inside. 

It’s a photocard. But the picture is of the five of you, one that Taehyung took with his long ass arms while the four of you huddled behind him with drinks in hand. Around its edges are stickers, hearts and stars and cute little animals. 

And it’s the most precious thing you’ve ever seen. 

You don’t even realize you’re crying until Yuri rushes over to ask if you don’t like it. 

“This is the best thing ever,” you choke out, and she smiles before laughing and tearing up, too. “I love us.” 

“We’re the best, duh.” 

“Got that right,” Dom adds to the air while Reia and Taehyung start cleaning up the wrapping scraps. “You like your first gift exchange?”

“I should’ve joined y’all sooner.” 

“Joined us?” Taehyung looks up from the ground. “What do you mean?” 

“Oh. I figured you guys do this every year.” 

Tae looks at Yuri, who then looks at you again before very seriously admitting, “We’ve never done this, either. Not with each other.” 

“Really?” 

“Yeah.” She taps the back of your now most precious, most coveted photocard ever. “We didn’t even think about it since you wouldn’t be there.” 

Smiling at your prized possession, you vow, 

“I’ll be here now.” 

Regarding all of them, you start to decorate your place in your mind. Seeing where all the lights go. Where all the little trinkets hang, or whatever. You don’t quite know how this goes just yet, but you do know there’s trees involved. So that’s gonna be figured out in a year’s time. 

“I’m not missing this again.” 

With bellies full of laughter and a little bit of cider, you and your friends head over to Jimin’s cul-de-sac. 

Dom took the wheel this time, so you get to stare out the passenger side window, eyes reflecting golds and colors as you take in the surrounding lights. 

Were they always this pretty? You don’t remember being so taken by electricity and staggering electric bills, especially the houses that go all out and cover every nook of their yard in lights. 

But it’s a spectacle on every corner and street, and Jimin’s little half circle of houses keeps the holiday illumination alive. 

“Uhh, I think we can park down there,” you point, noticing there’s some space a little bit beyond the street. It’s alarmingly next to where Yoongi had to park once, and you cherish that memory with stars in your eyes. 

“Everyone have their gifts?” 

“Tae, if anyone lost theirs on the way here, we have other issues.” 

It’s a quick walk to Jimin’s, and the music around the house gets louder as you approach his entrance. There are people already set up in his open garage playing what you assume are card games, and everyone greets your group as you pop in to say hi. 

“Hey!” Namjoon calls. “Y’all are late! Everyone’s inside.” 

“We had our own party first,” you call out, struggling with your gift bags and food tray. “Can someone—”

Before you finish your ask, you smell nice cologne and feel a big presence at your side. 

When you look to see who’s assisting, you slow in your motions before uttering a small,

“Thank you.” 

Jungkook slightly smiles as he grabs your last bag. “Your perfume’s nice,” he compliments behind tousled bangs. Which makes you blink because that comment is more than hard to come by from him. 

So you can only grin. “Just got it,” you explain as you follow your friends inside the house. “It’s a dupe, can you believe it?” 

“Damn! It’s a good one.” 

“I know,” you agree, very proud of your find. Taking the gift bags from his hands, you tilt your head. “Can you bring the tray to the kitchen?” 

“On it.” 

When you make your way to your friends at the front area, they all eye you with concern. But you wave it off and shrug off your coat to hang on the loan coat hanger—earning teasing and whistles.   

“Shut up,” you groan, laughing with everyone before straightening the reason for the noises. It’s a dress you’ve been eyeing specifically for holiday parties. Because as soon as you started to shop for your gift exchanges, that quickly spiraled into shopping for outfits to wear to them. Did your coworker spook you into looking good because it was a public event? Maybe. Absolutely. 

So you shopped around before finding a dress that even you knew you looked good in. And the past couple weeks were the longest stretches ever because of your anticipation to wear it again. 

As you and your newest fit walk into the kitchen, you start to greet everyone, giving them hugs and smiling bright at their compliments. Because you feel good. You feel nice. Maybe you’re just drinking the holiday cheer and letting it consume you but you don’t care because it’s fun this time. This isn’t like any other year, and it’s wonderful. 

But then. 

Even the most wonderful moments have to come to a halt. 

And yours crash when you see Yoongi. 

Leaned back on one of the kitchen counters, his body appears relaxed in another damn black button-up, telltale silver chain hanging from a neck you wanna devour in front of the whole house. 

He was already annoying last year. But this time, his hair’s longer, and made up with just the right amount of disarray and a little bit even tucked behind his ear.

Fuck, this is so much worse! 

If he wasn’t so attractive and magnetizing, you’d have way less than ninety-nine problems. It would be a lot closer to zero. 

But you make your way over to him anyway, because of course you would. Of course he knew you would, too. 

“Hi,” you greet him, hands tingling with the desire to cup his beautiful chin and yank him in for a kiss. 

But he greets you back while giving you a hug, not without giving you a very obvious once-over. 

“Beautiful,” he whispers in your ear before pulling away, which can only make you babble out, 

“What?” 

He grins wide. “You look nice.” 

Oh. Oh, he really did say that. Why are you surprised? Why are you always surprised? But you have to stay poised so you stick with a neutral, 

“So do you.” 

“Thanks,” he says with a sly curve, still leaning back on the counter with a drink in hand. “Say something else.” 

“Goodbye forever,” is what you go with, back heating with his staccato laughs following your speedy retreat. 

No, no, no. He cannot notice how excited you are to give him his gift. Your bubbling excitement needs to be projected elsewhere. Because you know you picked perfect. It’s something you know he’d appreciate. 

But he cannot have his ego inflated anymore or else the house would float to the sky. 

But fucking hell, he looks damn good and he knows it. 

After an hour or so of socializing and keeping to your little friend circle, Jimin gets everyone together in the big living room to do the exchange. 

“Okay! One, two… Okay, we’re all here, so. Who’s gonna start?” 

When someone calls his name, the man grins and shakes his head. “Nah, I’m host.” 

“So shouldn’t you be the one to start?” 

“My house, my rules!” Jimin argues with zest, pointing to the guy that dared to challenge him, “So you go first.” 

And that man just so happens to secretly be yours. 

Shouts erupt around the living room, and you can mostly hear Hoseok and Seokjin since they’re closest,

“Go, Yoong!” 

“Ah, Yoongi’s first for a change.” 

Secretly and not so secretly, you’re hoping and wishing that he pulled your name. But the odds of that would be pretty slim if you pulled him, even though it was an even chance across the board. 

But as he gets up from the arm of Jimin’s couch holding a small gift bag, you determine that maybe it’s best if he didn’t pull your name. Because you already had trouble opening Yuri’s gift. How the hell would you control yourself opening his? 

“K, uhh. I got…” 

Wait, he’s looking towards you from across the room.

Shit. Is it happening?

You? 

“Taehyung.” 

A pang of disappointment and relief shoots through your veins, even when you shout with everyone while watching Tae smile from his place right next to you.

Yoongi walks right up to your seats, which are really some extra fold-out chairs by Jimin’s decorated tree. And he smells so good. Why do you have to be close to him again? 

But this moment is about Taehyung, so you watch as he opens the gift. When there’s a small box inside the bag, he opens that to reveal a nice, slim… wallet? 

Wait, is that leather? 

Your mouth drops as everyone’s up and raising questions already, and you can clearly hear Jungkook and your brother protest the highest,  

“Wait, huh?” 

“We set a limit for a reason!” 

Yoongi’s hands stay in his pockets when he refutes, “It was on sale.” 

“Nah, he’s lying!” 

Taehyung doesn’t know what to say, so when he looks at you, it takes all your strength to encourage him neutrally, 

“It’s so you! Deserved.” 

Yoongi looks at you before asking your friend, “Is it okay?” 

“It’s perfect,” Taehyung says, full of gratefulness. “I’m just shocked.” 

Jimin and Shiv chuckle from one of the couches, 

“Oh? He’s never shocked.” 

“This is new.” 

Yoongi smiles as Tae gets up to hug him, and you’re immediately okay not being the one receiving anything right now. 

Because you don’t need anything from him. 

All you want is his happiness. 

Once the initial gift is given, everyone goes down the line. And you’re feeling a little lighter after knowing who Yoongi got. Also, you feel less and less awkward about your gift, since the chaos of Yoongi’s was only the beginning.

Because when Taehyung gifts your brother a chain, everyone’s up and yelling again while your sibling is shocked to hell. 

On one end of the living room, Namjoon shakes his grinning head while Jungkook throws his back, 

“Alright, there needs to be a penalty for the most expensive gift.” 

“We obviously didn’t give a shit about the limit.” 

Everyone’s laughter fills the house, even drowning out the faint holiday music floating from the surround speakers. 

Immediately clipping on his necklace, your brother shouts, “Am I the only one that stuck to what we agreed on?” 

“Sucks for who got yours then.” 

Everyone starts laughing or reprimanding Yoongi for saying that—you with a cackle included. 

But then your brother busts out a fucking watch for Shiv and everyone goes bananas. 

At this point, Taehyung’s fully laughing behind his fingers on his forehead, and Jimin collapses on a gawking Yoongi when Shiv quite literally jumps up. 

“What the hell? Dude, I can’t take this.” 

“Yes, you can! And you will.” 

Fingers are pointing in every direction while people are calling each other liars, and your brother laughs on like a gremlin.

But it’s all so adorable that your heart is squeezing. Shiv’s damn near tearing up. “I’ve been eyeing this one for forever.” 

“I know! You wouldn’t stop running your damn mouth about that thing.” Your older sibling claps him on the shoulder. “You can shut up now,” he says with a grin, and Shiv gives him a big hug. 

“Thanks, man.” 

“Don’t sweat it.” 

Shiv’s turn. And everyone is waiting for what he decided to gift. 

Turns out he keeps the shenanigans going by gifting Jungkook a luxury tie set.

The blond’s jaw drops as he stares hard at the package. Looking up quick, he has to ask for sure, “A set, dude?” 

“It was on sale!” 

“Again?”

“Are we all gonna say the same lie?” 

Everyone can’t hide their amusement, with creased eyes and fake annoyance in every seat. Jungkook can’t believe his luck, since he’s been telling himself to get dress clothes forever but hasn’t gotten around to it.

“You gotta dress like a man now, kid,” Shiv tells him with a bright smile. “There’s a lot coming now that you’re making it.”

A light bulb softly glows when you realize that Yoongi might need to do the same. Trying not to look obvious, you peek in his direction. 

As he stares at the floor, you already know he’s mulling over the same thoughts. 

But it’s Jungkook’s turn now, and you still haven’t gotten a gift yet. 

So you’re waiting with all the air in your lungs. 

As the blond teases his pick, the studio boys are quick to handle him as Yoongi only huffs.

“I got… I got… I got, I got, I got, I got—”

“Kook, just say it.”

“Always like this.”

“Jimin!”

Your heart beats again as the host pops up from his couch, everyone cheering as Kook meets him in the center. Around you, speculation from your friends mixed with a little laughter spikes,

“He probably stuck to the limit.”

“Definitely.”

“Jimin’s gonna be the only one left with—”

Cackles and screams rip as Jimin kicks his head back in laughter, because in his hands is a sleek white box that everyone recognizes. 

This man got Jimin designer shades.

Your cheeks hurt as you react with everyone, giddy and bubbly with how absolutely ridiculous this whole night has gone. Everyone accusing each other of cheating, while all the while every single gift has been over the top.

You really don’t feel bad about revealing your gift anymore. Quite honestly, you almost feel more bad about it not being enough.

No. It’s enough.

Yours is the best and you stick to that.  

Jimin takes the sunglasses out of the box and protective pouch, slipping them on and modeling immediately.  

Oh’s and ah’s echo before his friends inflate his ego,

“Damn, you sure you aren’t a model?” 

“You’re one step away.” 

“He really is.” 

He looks great and he knows it. And he carefully puts them back in their packaging before giving Jungkook a hug. They exchange conversation, and you can feel the latter’s smile as he laughs before sitting down. 

Suddenly, you have the strongest intuition that you’re next. On Jimin’s turn. He’s getting out a very nice bag from behind a couch and your brain is firing off. 

“Okay! The best gift is going to…”

You were right. He calls your name.

Smiling, you shakily stand as Jimin approaches, a twinkling look in those features glowing in incandescent lights. 

Eyes on you. Many eyes. 

A little overwhelmed, you thank him before sitting down. Because it’s much easier to do this while on a solid, structured surface. 

“Hope you like it.”

“I’m sure I will.”

Best gift? What could Jimin possibly mean by—

Your scream shoots out as you clamp the bag shut because no fucking way you saw what you just saw in there. 

Jimin’s laughing his ass off but it’s not funny. 

“Jimin, what the fuck!” Now you know how Shiv felt and he is absolutely valid for his reaction. “I can’t accept this.” 

People are concerned around you, and you quickly think they may have the wrong idea.

“What did he get?” 

“What’s in there?”

Quelling some thoughts, you explain, “It’s a box.” 

“Okay?” 

You just gotta say it. They’re all gonna know as soon as you take it out anyway. So you breathe out,

“…It’s Dior.” 

It’s the loudest it’s been all night, even though your friends are completely speechless. All the guys are up in arms and Jia’s scream for penalty can be heard through the chaos,

“What!” 

“Where’s my Dior?” 

“What the fuck?” 

“Jimin…” 

“Okay, that is way over limit! That’s cheating!” 

“Penalty!” 

Jimin’s sneaky smile as he turns around doesn’t help, “You know I get everything for less.” 

“So?”

“Still, what the hell, man!”

You know Jimin works there. You do. But this is still making your limbs jelly and you can’t even speak. 

There’s no way Dior is passed around at every gift exchange. 

“You deserve it. For dealing with him.” He looks at your brother, but the look in his eyes is too sparkly to be completely truthful. Does he mean Yoongi? Or is he being serious? 

Of course, your sibling throws out a droning, “Wow.” 

After lots of shaky unboxing, you reveal a stunning bracelet, your friends bending down around you to gawk at how brilliant it is. Dancing in your fingers, this piece shimmers and gleams, and every single person is quiet. 

Guilt. You feel guilt. 

And you can’t even look at the reason why.

“Whatever you’re feeling, don’t. It’s okay.” 

You’re tearing up because it’s way too nice. Which proves worse because you also feel bad for crying for the sole fact that Yoongi’s watching. You don’t want him to get the wrong idea. 

You get up to hug him. “I… This is really nice, Jimin. Thank you.” 

“Stop by the store sometime,” he offers with a smile. “Maybe I can slip more in your purse.” 

“Easy,” your brother eyes him. 

“So are we all getting fancy gifts or what?” 

“Nope! Ran out of my discount, sorry.” 

“Wow.” 

When you finally glance around, everyone’s either a mix of shock and awe, visibly confused, or just jealous and wondering what the hell just happened. 

Meanwhile. 

Yoongi straight up looks like he’s holding his tongue. 

And you suddenly feel really bad. 

Hopefully giving him his gift will make up for what just happened. Even though you’re going after the hardest hitter of the damn night, this one’s special. 

But who are you kidding? People are definitely gonna talk in private about Jimin’s little gift. 

So now you have to try and mend this while acting like Yoongi’s just your brother’s friend. Cool. Awesome. 

“So...”

Just try your goddamned best. 

“Yoongi is mine.”

…Wait.

Your secret looks your way immediately while everyone snaps their heads to him.

What the fuck did you say?

Wait wait wait wait what did you fucking say?

Flapping your arms, you reach for words while everyone starts teasing, “Oh, god. I mean—I have Yoongi—I mean, wow. Hold on.”

Fucking fuck fuck, he’s grinning.

Thank the lord above for someone cheekily asking,

“First time at a gift exchange?”

You look away from the laughs while trying to compose your grin of embarrassment. Get it the fuck together, this is peak time to get it right.

“God. Okay.” You look down at your bag. All of its carefully folded and primped paper, the delicate folding inside. “For the gift exchange,” you clarify with a forced firm tone, “I got Yoongi.” 

You feel Dom try her damned best to hide her laugh. And you know for damn sure Jimin and Taehyung are thoroughly amused right now. 

All the oh’s sounding off in the living room are already enough to set your ears smoking. Your brother’s voice can be heard, but you know that’s for a specific reason. 

Everything had to be carefully calculated, after all. 

You walk up to him, and you cannot—absolutely cannot—look too long at the way he’s looking up at you. Him sitting in any capacity is enough to drive you up a wall, but now? When he looks so freshly fitted and prepping to tease you about all this later? You can barely think straight. 

“I don’t think I can beat Jimin’s gift,” you sigh to his curious eyes. “But it’s a little too late to change.”

His smile turns so soft. He shouldn’t be the one comforting you right now when you probably broke a little of his heart. “It’s all good.”

Keep going. 

Cleaning your clogged throat, you brave the crowd and breathe before starting again, “Anyway. This is kinda from both of us, but I picked it because I have better taste.”

“Hey, what the hell?” 

Ignoring your brother’s protest, you watch as Yoongi softly opens the gift before pulling out a basketball jersey. 

Of his favorite player. 

“Holy shit.” 

Shouts start erupting behind your back as you laugh, your sneaky gift joining the rest of them. 

“Hello? That’s way too much!” 

“That’s over the limit for sure.” 

You wave your hands frantically among their teasing arguments, and your brother chimes in on your side. “I didn’t know what to get!” 

“So you got a real jersey?” 

“Relax, y’all. It’s from both of us.” 

“Wait, which one’s Lillard again?” 

“Damian,” Yoongi softly says in awe. “How’d you know?” 

You can only blink, smiling faltering by the slightest amount.

Fuck, he’s gonna be cheeky right now? Knowing you know and exactly how you know? Cuddled up with him in his bed as he shows you highlight reels and tells you the guy’s whole story and that he happens to be a rapper, too? 

Looking back towards your brother, you explain, “Well... He gave me a list. And I just picked off vibes.” 

Yoongi’s eyes sparkle so much when he grins. “Good choice,” he compliments with creased eyes. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome!” You say back with a little too high of a pitch. “But tell him he still owes you a gift. This doesn’t count for him.” 

“Uhh, it sure as fuck does!” 

Yoongi breaks eye contact to shout behind you, “Didn’t you already tell me you got me something?” 

“Yeah, it was that!” 

“What a lie,” Yoongi says through a smile.

“Yeah, I did,” your brother surrenders. “The shoes are in my bag. Okay, next!” 

Hilariously, two pairs of people end up getting each other. Yuri’s older sister Jia got Seokjin, who also drew her name—to the slight angst of your brother, you imagine. 

And Hoseok ends up getting Namjoon. Which turns out being twice as funny because they both got each other the same pair of earphones. You can’t breathe with how hard you cackle with everyone, and your heart skips when you catch a glimpse of Yoongi’s eyes across the room.

By the end of the exchange, everyone’s bellies and cheeks sting from laughter, and every eye in sight has twinkles embedded inside.

Throughout the night, everyone starts branching off into different groups. You and your friends talk in the kitchen, and both in and out of the house, there’s groups of games and conversations. 

The holiday decorations everywhere shine bright. Enveloped in the music, you keep looking at the lights, feeling happy but a little bittersweet. 

You really wanna set the record straight with Yoongi. You had no damn clue that Jimin was gonna give something like that, much less in front of everyone. 

The fact that you haven’t been in the same room for a bit makes it worse. What could he be thinking right now? You can’t tell because he’s nowhere in sight. 

Screw it. You’re gonna at least text him. There’s no way you can survive the night if you’re gonna plague your own head without checking in with him. 

Fishing out your phone, you sidestep away for a second to type something quick. 

You [10:38pm]: i know it’s not dior.. but hope you like your gift :’)) 

Yoongi [10:38pm]: You know I do. It’s perfect, doll. 

Well. He texted back super quick.

Maybe he’s really okay? Maybe he and Jimin already talked it through? 

Then again.. Yoongi didn’t look happy at all during the big reveal. To the point where he was actively showing emotions you rarely get to see.

But if he says he likes his gift, that’s a good sign. 

You [10:42pm]: i can’t believe jimin did that

Yoongi [10:42pm]: That was bold. 

You [10:42pm]: seriously!!! 

Hmm. So he didn’t know. That’s even more surprising than him knowing, now that you think about it. 

You’re called over to get another round of food, and you turn down the initial invite but stay around as they get more to eat. 

When you see a tray that smells way too good, you do break and get a piece anyways. 

“Yeah, those are amazing,” Yuri chirps. “Shiv made those.”

“Really?” Dom grabs a couple pieces. “Lemme try these then.”

“You’re gonna want more.” 

As you find a place outside to eat, you stand next to the heater while conversing with Taehyung. It’s adorable how you can tell how excited he is about his gift, turning it in his hand before pocketing the leather again. 

“It’s so nice,” you compliment. 

“He knows how to pick, I guess,” Tae smiles, looking at you and making you shy. Because hello? There’s no way he’s gonna be bringing that up tonight. 

When you silently mouth for him to shut up, he grins like a madman. Glancing down at your hands, he suddenly asks, “Are you gonna put that down?”

“No,” you say with a tiny pang of guilt. “Afraid not.”

“Mm.” 

Your phone buzzes again, and you’re thankful for the interruption.

Yoongi [11:09pm]: Guess I have to do better😔

Instantly, you take that gratefulness back.

You [11:09pm]: NO!! you don’t have to worry about me at all

Yoongi [11:10pm]: I can’t lose to you

You [11:10pm]: trust me, i just… 

You think about sending the other text or not. But you do anyway. 

Taehyung sees the look in your faraway face, but doesn’t comment as you peer down again. 

You [11:11pm]: i just wanna see you happy

That’s all you want. If he’s happy, you’re happy. So it sucks to have part of the night come as quite the shock. 

Interestingly enough, though.. Someone else in the house should also be pretty upset about your gift, and you haven’t seen Jimin cornered by him yet. 

Unless your brother is just deciding to be courteous and beat his ass after everyone leaves. 

Yoongi [11:13pm]: Then come over here

You’re not gonna argue with that. 

So when your friends finish their plates, you suggest you all head into the garage. It’s already rowdy before you open the door, so the sounds get booming loud when you all enter. 

Looks like everyone is blowing their money on other things tonight, too. The gifts were the nice part of the party; now everyone is fiending to take everyone’s cash.

“Damn, Yoongi’s clearing me out.”

“Told you not to go all in.”

“He did.”

As the cold weather rolls in, you watch as the games go on, with heaters humming with energy and your brother’s friends radiating competition. 

No wonder Yoongi wanted you in here.

He’s on a damn roll.

As everyone groans after another win, Namjoon and your brother are in tatters, 

“Yoong, what the fuck!”

“You hiding cards in those sleeves?”

“I told you!” Yoongi boasts, “Don’t get too cocky.”

“Says him.”

“Cocky, my ass.” 

When you laugh, you earn a tiny glimpse of his eyes. But as his vision falls to your hands, you’re quick to look away, out into the night to look at all the lights instead.

Shit.

After some time passes, you find yourself alone on a balcony. Yet again. Cold wind blows through your coat, chilling you but making you feel alive. Too alive in this moment. Too aware.

The holidays aren’t so bad this time around. But you do need to set this one thing straight before things go a little sideways with Yoongi. 

If he’s upset, you don’t want him to be. Even if he doesn’t say it, you want him to know you’re considering his feelings. There’s some things you just can’t control.

So you wait for Jimin, telling him earlier to meet you up here for the best chance at privacy.

When you hear the door opening, you see him come through, hair lifting in the breeze and his lips in a slight curve. 

Get right to it. “Jimin, I—”

“Isn’t it so nice tonight?” 

Stopping, you settle into a smile, watching him walk up to stand next to you before you both look into the night. The neighborhood glows beneath your feet, and everyone in the backyard mingles while puffs of air leave their lips. 

“It really is,” you say with a smile, clutching the gift bag in cold fingers. Because you haven’t let go of it ever since it was given to you—it’s way too expensive. You’ve been guarding it all night. 

Which is why you need to hand it back to the one who gave it to you. “We haven’t done something like this before, so.. It’s a nice change of pace.” 

Jimin turns before realizing something. “Oh. I meant the weather.” 

Embarrassed, you let out a laugh while his eyes crease. “Ah. That, too.” 

“Got deep real fast.” 

“Jimin!” 

Both of you puff out laughter as you look down, just in time to see someone gazing right up at you. Someone that makes your heart squeeze on sight. 

Oh, shit. Is he gonna get the wrong idea again? 

You need to do this quick. Yoongi can’t be let down more than once tonight. 

Sighing, you start to hold up the bag again. “Thank you—”

“He’s lucky you came around when you did.” 

“Huh?” 

Jimin leans on the railing before eyeing you with a smile. “You don’t even know, do you.” 

“I don’t…” When you look below, Yoongi’s not looking anymore. And you panic. “Jimin, thank you. But I seriously can’t take this.” 

Why does he look so calm? Why does he keep acting like this isn’t a big deal? “You can.” 

“No, really. I—” 

“I may have gone too far this time.” 

Your eyes still as you breathe out a confused, “...What?” 

Jimin’s face is dusted with peach in the cold, and you get a good view of his jawline as he peers down below with a regretful curve. “I kinda tricked him,” he admits. “Into picking your gift for the exchange.” 

The shock you feel prevents you from even blinking. How the hell can this get even more overwhelming? “What do you mean?” 

“I wasn’t lying when I said I got some good discounts.” Jimin turns around to lean against the railing. “So I thought it would be fun to rope him into getting you something.” 

When he laughs to the chilly night sky, you don’t join him—the shock is preventing you from doing anything. 

“Didn’t think he’d pick a whole bracelet, though. Made for one hell of a gift exchange pick.” He looks at you at a tilt. “You like it, right?” 

Even if Yoongi was the one to pick out the jewelry, Jimin still had to purchase the damn thing. And even with his discount, it’s still expensive as hell. It has to be. You haven’t let go of the bag once because you don’t want to lose it. “But you still had to pay,” you blurt out. “I’ll find a way to pay you back if you aren’t gonna take it.”

“I didn’t pay for it, either.” 

Your heart stops. 

Full on halts. 

When he turns his head, he looks toward the sky in thought. “Well, I did secretly pay the exchange limit. But..” He straightens before staring back at your absolute silence, dropping the biggest surprise of the whole night,

“Yoongi paid the difference.”

The sudden sob that leaves your throat startles him immediately, and he rushes forward to put hands on your shoulders. “Hey, hey, you okay?”

“Yeah, I just—”

The sound of a door slides open, and you turn to see your favorite, favorite, favorite person walking through. You must look like a wreck but you don’t care, don’t care, don’t care. 

“I’ll leave you both to it then,” Jimin says to your watery eyes before squeezing, heading out to give you both the quiet space you need. 

But Yoongi clutches his arm as he walks by, and you hold your breath as he stares him in the eye, voice burning with a steady glow,

“Don’t pull that shit again.” 

“I know,” Jimin agrees without pause. “I owe you one.” 

“No one comes up here then.” Yoongi releases him slow. “Until I come back down.” 

The host of the night shares a quick hand clutch before assuring, “You got it.” 

Bag clutched tight in your hands, you watch in wonder as Yoongi approaches you with a quiet determination. His presence alone makes your heart beat warm and soft, but you cannot stop the tears from flowing down your cheeks. 

All you can ask as he gets close is a wondrous, “Why..?”

“He’s a very persuasive salesman.” When you wipe your eyes, he helps with a little look of tenderness. Though there’s still some frustration evident in his features. “But I didn’t know it would be for tonight.”

“Oh, shit,” you sigh. “Why did he do that?” 

“I’m not sure.” Yoongi holds your chin, rubbing your frosty cheek with a handworking thumb. “Taehyung didn’t know he’d do it, either.” 

“Tae knew, too?” 

“Yeah. He thought I had it, not Chim.” He sighs to the side, hair lifting slightly in the breeze. “I almost stood up when you screamed.” 

Your heart shrugs off some chill. “Really?” 

Yoongi nods before looking up with scrunched brows. “It took all of me to keep my ass down. Honestly, I’m still pissed the fuck off.” 

You believe that. One hundred percent, you believe that. Because you’ve never seen him talk to Jimin like that before tonight. 

Reaching to cradle one of his cheeks, you feel how cold he is before whispering to soothe, “Tell me how you wanted it to go.” 

When Yoongi looks at you, your lips curve into a small smile. Peppered with a bit of your tears and willingness to make him feel better. 

He softly grips your hand on his face before turning to kiss your fingers. Voice low, he reveals, “I was gonna take you straight to dinner. After you got off work one day.” Another set of kisses makes your fingers both hot and cold. “Then I would’ve faked needing something from the studio. And you would’ve gotten it there.” 

“Oh…” You blink as your vision blurs. “That’s…” 

“Among other things.” 

At his suggestive look, you playfully pat his jacket. But your heart starts leaking from your eyes.  

Because you just want it all to be out already. Just everything. Everything, everything, everything, you’re so tired of keeping it under wraps. 

“What’s wrong, doll.”

“Nothing,” you sob. “I’m just… I didn’t know, and… This is a lot.” 

You’re overflowing with emotions. From all the experiences you’ve had tonight to this very moment, everything has been wonderful and magical and there’s nothing quite like this feeling. But you’re also so embarrassed because he definitely brought out much bigger guns than you did. 

Sniffling into his jacket, you whisper, “Thank you… You got me something timeless. This is so much cooler than my gift.” 

“No! Yours is great, are you kidding me?” 

“It’s a jersey… That’s much less cool.” 

“Mm... You also called me yours.” When you freeze completely, Yoongi's shoulders bob with his pride. “Gotta say, that was the highlight of the night."

“Oh, shut up!" When you groan into his clothes, you feel him laughing through his chest. And it's one of your favorite feelings in the world.

Shoulders slumped, you heavily yearn,

“I want it all out now. Everything.” You squeeze him closer. Closer, closer, closer. “I want everyone to know it was from you.” 

Yoongi doesn’t say anything, though you do feel his heart beat a little faster. When he finally answers, you close your eyes. “I know I said this last time, but.. Next year. For sure.” 

“Can we decorate, too?” 

Yoongi looks into your starry eyes. “You wanna?” When your nod is quick, he laughs. “Guess I don’t have a real choice then, huh?” 

“Nu uh.” You squeal as he hauls you into a full kiss, squeezing you in his arms and more tears out of your eyes. “Wait!” 

When he tilts his head, you grin at his adorable quirk. “Let’s do it anyway.” 

“Huh?”

Holding up the bag, you cheekily suggest, “Everything you said. Let’s do it.” Biting your lip and feeling the chill on your ears, you finish, “There’s a new place I wanna try with you anyways.” 

Yoongi just stares, smile unsure but huffing amusement from his nose. “You sure?” 

“Duh! And I’ll act even more surprised, just for you.” 

Your giggling is purely born from excitement. Because you can’t wait to take him somewhere you know he’ll enjoy, too. And you get to see the studio? It’s gonna be a fantastic—

You’re brought into a tight hug before your thoughts finish. The bag between you crumples a tad, but you’re more focused on the way your head is moved for a soul-tying kiss. 

Warmth and gold and sparkles burst from your chest as you’re completely taken by Yoongi’s lips, and you start to feel your house inside change. It’s festive. It’s decorated. It’s made just for you and him. 

You've never been one for this season. But getting to spend it with Yoongi two years in a row? It's becoming one of your favorite times of the year.

“I just…” he murmurs to your features before gripping you close. “Thanks, babe.” 

“Thank you,” you whisper into his handsome features. “Once you give it to me for real, I’m gonna wear it everywhere.” 

“Please do. Get my money’s worth.” 

When you both laugh, your affection leaves in puffs of white. And you give him a more tender kiss than the first. 

You feel so at home it hurts. But it hurts because your heart is so full you can’t fit it all. All the love for everyone that fills that hole in your life that you and your brother have had for years. 

You’re gonna tell him one day. And it’s gonna rip you apart. 

But you hope everything will be okay. This time next year, all of you will be okay. More than okay. 

When you lean in close, you whisper something you’ve never really said to anyone. But you’re gonna try to start, even if you aren’t quite familiar with it yet. It’s a good year to start, start, start. 

“Happy holidays, Yoongi.”

His lips spread slow before giving one more kiss to your chilly nose. And every anxious feeling floats away in the frosty breeze.

“Happy holidays, doll.”

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Title: Please Love Me Drabble Bonus (10) - I want this so much.

WC: 12,663

Tags/Warnings: foul language; alcohol consumption; talks of pregnancy, explicit sexual content (kissing, dirty talk, fingering, breast play, overstimulation, oral (m & female receiving), straddling, unprotected penetrative sex), lots of fluff; Seven JK (18+)

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A/N: Hi. I’m on a break from my indefinite break. Seven JK was a burst of inspiration (so were his WeLives bc dreamy househusband alert!) and PLM!JK definitely has reasons to f*ck his wife seven days a week. So please enjoy this fluff piece because it’s happening!💕

“Babe, is the curling iron still on?”

Your husband calls out from the walk-in closet behind you, and you yell out your yes as you place the item in question on the dresser, ruffling your hair up a bit and styling it as you wish. 

You're so immersed in trying to figure out what look you want to go for that you don’t immediately notice Jungkook standing next to you, iron in hand as he curls the edges of his smooth locks. When your eyes flit to him, you’re momentarily hypnotized, your movements stopping for a few seconds before you’re able to regain your bearings and decide on a loose bun to match the low-back satin dress you have on. 

“You okay there, babe?” Jungkook asks as he picks up on your silence, with you seemingly avoiding looking at him. 

You nod in response and he smirks, feeling like he knows what’s got you acting like this. He’s known for a while that he affects you in a certain way; your trip to Busan not long ago reinforced that, given the way your body reacted to everything he did at your command. But still, knowing that he makes you flustered even with clothes on gives him that boost of confidence and that air of cockiness that he knows you adore. 

“Are you sure?” He asks again, turning to look at you while you keep your eyes on the mirror.

You finally face him and release a deep sigh. “You look really good,” you admit, your cute little frown melting all the knots in his body. 

“Why do you make it sound like it’s a bad thing?” He chuckles, flashing you that boyish smile that he also knows drives you wild. 

“Because…” you start, your arms crossed now to establish some distance. “I’m gonna have to control myself around you and behave but that’s hard when you look… like that.”

“Who says you have to control yourself and behave? You’re my wife and you have my permission to keep your hands on me any time and you know, misbehave or something,” he cheekily responds, his smug face making you want to smack his chest and pull his hair out of lust and frustration. 

“We’ll be in public, Kook!”

“Tae booked a private club, though.”

You frown at his teasing but it only urges your husband to tease even more. 

“They also have private rooms so when you absolutely cannot help yourself, we can always get one and maybe I’ll let you put on a show for me. Or I can do that, it depends if you still have yourself together by then.”

“Kook! You’re not helping,” you pout, and much as he wants to keep going, he also just wants to wrap his arms around you and that’s what he does, pulling you close and softly smiling at you. 

“I’m kidding. Sort of,” he chuckles. “But we can also just skip the party and stay in, you know? I’ll keep my clothes on until you take them off me, or until you ask me to, just like last time,” he smirks now. “And we can just do whatever we want. You won’t have to worry about controlling yourself or anything.”

“Tempting, but we did promise Taehyung that we’d come tonight,” you say, wrapping your arm around his neck while you fix the strands of his hair, knowing the style he wants to go for. “Opening an art gallery is kind of a big deal. And I am a featured artist in his collection so we absolutely have to be there.”

“I know,” Jungkook says. “I won’t hear the end of it if we skip it. But at least I’ve got a reason to swap the business wear for something different. And you know, fluster my wife because of it, make her speechless and tell me I look good.”

“Ah, is that what you expected to happen,” you arch an eyebrow, feeling called out because that’s definitely what happened. 

He’s always been a little cocky but he’s amped it up recently and you’re not complaining; he has all the reasons to be. You know he knows that you love it when he is. 

“Well, I actually expected you to be on my lap right now, marking me all over and moaning out curses,” he chuckles, his laughter increasing in volume as your face distorts in feigned annoyance once more. “But I guess the outfit isn’t sexy enough.”

“Now you’re just pushing it,” you playfully smack his chest. “You don’t even wear tight clothes like this. You always said they made you feel stuffy.”

Pulling away to fully absorb Jungkook’s look, you smack yourself internally for even attempting to take him all in, only because of all the scenarios playing in your head right now. And he’s right, being on his lap and claiming him as you cuss out your pleasure is what you would be doing if you weren’t running late. But you are, and acting out all your desires would have to wait. 

“Well, since I married you, Mrs. Jeon, I’ve become quite the observant man,” he boasts. “I pick up on what turns you on and I use it to my advantage. You loved it when I had the sleeves of my white shirt rolled up and this is just the tight fit version of it.” 

Much as you want to kiss him right now, you can’t help but soften at his words. He is observant, especially when it comes to things you like about him. You remember how he’d started buying colored and patterned tops after your honeymoon years ago because you said you liked them on him. Recently, you notice that he’s been wearing jeans for his casual wear a lot more now, and how he’s kept his hair the specific length that you once said you loved on him. 

His best friends say that Jungkook was always just content on his monochromatic sweats and hoodies because they’re comfortable and don’t require much thinking when he decides to put them on, and so knowing that he keeps you in mind when he dresses up is quite sweet, especially knowing that he doesn’t really care what people say unless it’s you. And if you show that it’s something you like, Jungkook will definitely keep doing it to make you happy. 

“And the leather pants?” You ask.

“Jimin suggested it, said it fits more with a plain white shirt than jeans for a club. Do you like it?” He wonders, looking anxious, as if there’s anything he wears that you don’t like. Maybe except for this one university shirt that has holes on them that he still wears. 

“Of course I do, hun,” you say, wrapping your arms around his waist now. “You look like the sexiest, most beautiful man alive but I also don’t mind if you just wore whatever you wanted. You’ll look gorgeous either way.”

“Well, some people dress for themselves, and some people also don’t mind, like me. I’ll wear anything that’s comfortable, as long as it makes my wife happy.”

“But this outfit makes me horny though.”

Jungkook smirks before licking his lips, and right when you think he’s gonna kiss your mouth as he leans forward, he goes for your neck instead, sucking a bit of flesh before he trails upwards with soft pecks towards your ear.

“That’s better,” he whispers, sending shivers all over you that he definitely feels, earning you a teasing chuckle. 

He turns to face you and sees the desire in your eyes, and he knows you’d both break eventually but still, he states, “I don’t wanna mess your lipstick, baby.”

“I don’t care,” you moan, feeling the wetness pool between your thighs now, and your words prompt Jungkook to crash his mouth against yours to taste the lust that’s expressed all over your body. 

He tastes of mint cherry and yearning and smells of deep vanilla and ecstasy. His hands trail down to your ass that he ardently squeezes while yours travel towards his hair, the soft pulls eliciting moans from him, as your hips meet his thrusts the same way that your tongue battles against his, desperate and impassioned, your beings melding into one. 

Time feels frozen as it’s just you and him. Until your phone starts ringing, incessantly, and it registers to you that it might be Nari, who you’d promised to pick up on the way to the club. 

You pull away, telling your husband that you both have to go. 

“Well, at least your lipstick’s not completely messed up,” he hums.

“Yeah, but my underwear is,” you groan, and it’s your pout and scurry towards your closet that lets Jungkook know that you’re serious. Your little make out session did turn you on and if it wasn’t for a disruption, maybe you would be on his lap right now just as he expected - more like dreamed. 

“I take it back,” he states, walking towards the bathroom where you now are. “I think the outfit’s sexy enough, don’t you think?”

You enter the private club that Taehyung booked for the party and spot less familiar faces than the official opening of the art gallery earlier in the week. Given, tonight is specifically for the fashion and entertainment crowd, a strategic decision for him who wants to attract patrons other than the usual from the art and business fields. It’s a good way to make use of his family’s connections, and it’s also another means of exposing your work to a different audience. 

It’s why Taehyung’s been excited to introduce you to the guests, making sure you meet all of them, as he goes around the space to greet them. You don’t mind, really. He has a great eye and a unique way of expressing and selling his art, and as he matches it to his target market, you find yourself learning from him, too. He even got one of them to commission you for a piece, someone who doesn’t mind waiting in line, given that you’ve been pacing your work due to health reasons. 

Taehyung finally states that he now wants to get on with the actual party, so he heads to the bar to order some shots while you walk towards the table where your husband and all your friends are. You take the seat next to Jungkook who promptly looks at you with a cheeky smile on his face. 

“Babe, why are you sitting there?”

“Where else would I sit?” You ask, sipping from a glass of water. 

Jungkook spreads his arms and nods towards his lap, causing you to burst in laughter, although he doesn’t seem to find it all that funny. 

“I won’t sit on your lap, honey,” you giggle. “I can do that at home.”

“Our friends won’t mind,” he huffs. 

“I would,” you respond. 

“He just wants to make a statement,” Jimin chimes in. “We can’t count how many girls have walked up to him asking if the seat - I mean, his lap - is taken. Why he’s even manspreading, we don’t know.”

You laugh along with your friends as you turn to your husband, as if asking him why he’s doing exactly that.

“I always had the image of men in leather pants sitting like this,” Jungkook answers. “I guess it fits the vibe.”

“Well, if you keep doing that, more women are gonna try their luck. And I can’t really blame them,” you say, moving your seat closer to him because suddenly, the idea of people hitting on your husband makes you just a little bit uneasy. 

“And they’ll keep getting rejected. I don’t know why they think that line would work,” Jungkook rolls his eyes.

“Why did you think it would work on me?” 

“Let’s just say, you have a track record,” he smirks at you. “And don’t think I’ve forgotten how just kissing me affected you earlier. Oh baby, you have it bad for me,” he whispers now.

You’d be annoyed at him if he wasn’t right, but of course he is. It’s the boyish charm and effortless sexiness that get you all the time, and that’s on top of all the other things that make him an amazing husband and lover. 

His wiggling eyebrows let you know that he’s teasing, and your scrunched nose tells him you’re enjoying it. 

But even then, he pulls you close and softly kisses your cheek. “And I’ve got it bad for you, too, baby. I’ll do whatever you want tonight, just tell me.”

“What about a message and cuddles?” You release a deep breath. “Meeting the guests tired me a bit.”

“Then I’ll do that. We can have a bath together and sleep in, too. Does that sound good?”

You nod in response, smiling at the thought that despite your incessant teasing, you and Jungkook could edge each other with your flirting but also wouldn’t mind if one of you decides for something soft and wholesome instead. It’s not so much self-control as it is the way your relationship has come to work - sure, sex is always good; you’d push each other’s buttons for fun or even as foreplay, but pillow talk while your limbs are entangled under the sheets are just as amazing. You’ve learned that every intimate moment with him is special as it happens; you could only hope it’s an aspect of your marriage that won’t ever change. 

Your moment is disrupted when Taehyung arrives with a server and a tray of shots, with him insisting that each person has to take one. You give in even if you hadn’t planned on drinking at all, but when you say that’s all you’ll have for the rest of the night, none of your friends question you. They know you and Jungkook are actively trying to get pregnant, and consuming alcohol does affect that, so they let you be. Jungkook orders a glass of juice right after though, but you don’t question him, even if you’d expected that he’d go for another round or at least a bottle of beer. 

As the host that he is, Taehyung urges everyone to get on the dance floor, the alcohol now kicking in after the rest of your friends downed more shots. 

“We’re good here,” Jungkook says. “You tired my wife a little over there.”

“Nah, we all know you’re the only one who can do that,” Taehyung wiggles his eyebrows, his lack of filter causing you and your husband to just laugh.

“I’m okay, Kook,” you say, reaching out your hand for him to take. “I’d be silly not to dance with you looking like this. Plus, didn’t you want to make a statement that you’re taken or something?” You laugh. 

“I do, actually,” he smirks, leading you to the dance floor where your friends have gathered. “But I’d also be silly not to dance with you looking like this,” he continues, running his hand down your bare back until it sits right on your ass. He squeezes it a little before holding you by the waist, swaying them in tandem with your hips as you dance to the music. 

You’ve got your hands around his neck and your eyes locked on his, his smile turning more sultry as the seconds tick by. You feel him grind against you and you welcome the friction, as you find yourself lost in the sounds and the weight of his stare. 

“Nothing like a song about fucking everyday to get us in the mood, huh,” he whispers in your ear, his fingers gripping your dress to control himself.

“Good thing we’re married and can do that, then,” you whisper back. “But that would also be incredibly tiring.”

Jungkook laughs. Much as he knows it’s something that his amazing stamina would allow him to do, he also knows that’s too much for you. But he’d never complain. Anything with you is enough; being with you is enough. Falling asleep with you is all that he wants, even during that rare time when he was upset. He’s learned that when it comes to you, no distance is farther than when he’s not next to you; he’d take any pain on either of your ends, as long as he has you by his side. 

He’s overcome with emotion at the thought, so he doesn’t control himself when the urge to kiss you takes over him and you let him, capturing his lips for something gentle and languid. He feels you smile against him and he does the same, knowing that amidst the lust and intense yearning, the softness will remain. It’s why he pulls away first and envelopes you in a hug, finding purchase in your neck as he calms his raising heart and hardening cock that were caused by your impassioned movements. 

He hears you giggle as you hug him tight and his heart softens now, savoring that sound even more because he was without it for weeks at one point. He’s also learned that days without your laugh and your smile are the hardest; he knows he’ll be lost in this world without them. 

You pull away now and kiss his cheek this time, and you feel him smile again at the action. With all his cheekiness, Jungkook is everything that is love at his core. He gives and takes as he should, and it may seem odd that such thoughts are what’s swirling in your mind as you’re both dancing together at a club with people making out and grinding against each other around you, but you’ve come to learn that regardless of happening outside or inside of you, he’s the only one you want to share your little world with. 

He takes your hand and leads you back to your table where your friends gather shortly after. He orders coffee while you settle for tea, knowing you’d be too tired to make one before you sleep. It’s more laughter and dancing in your seats for another hour or so before you and Jungkook decide to head home as guests start to leave as well. 

You didn’t expect to be out until 2AM but you kept thinking that one day, you’ll be too old for this; one day, you’ll have kids to care for that you won’t have much time for nights out with your friends. You savor what you’re able to as a young married couple before children get in the picture, and as you watch Jungkook in the driver seat with his tattooed arm on the steering wheel, humming to the music while saying that he had a great time, you assume that he thinks the same way.

“Yeah, tonight was fun,” you muse. “We let go of ourselves a little bit and that was nice.”

“It was. You had your hands on me for most of the night so that was good,” he teases. 

“I had to make a statement myself. Don’t think I didn’t see those two women who kept eyeing you and constantly passing by our table,” you huff. 

“I didn’t even notice,” he hums. “I was too busy looking at you. But was that really it? You were just letting them know that I’m your man and they have no chance?”

“Of course not,” you giggle, taking his free hand and kissing it. “This look is really doing something to me. Maybe I’ll start asking you to wear this at home or something.”

Jungkook laughs at your words, his head briefly rolling back before he turns to you with his scrunched nose. “I wouldn’t mind that, actually.”

There’s a moment of silence, with you caressing his hand that’s found its place on your bare thigh, before you comment that he didn’t drink much tonight, knowing that their trio of best friends enjoy their alcohol when they’re out to party.

“I could’ve driven us back home, you know?” You say. “We haven’t gone out like this in a while so it would’ve been okay if you drank.”

“Yeah but… we’re trying to get pregnant and the doctor said that alcohol consumption affects sperm health, too,” he responds, his eyes looking soft as he glances at you. “I don’t want you to be the only one cutting back on things because we’re doing this together. I mean, that cup of coffee back there was only my second one of the day. I’ve been trying to limit myself to just two a day as well since I know you’re drinking less, and I survived the week.”

“Honey…” you say, your heart melting at the thought of him making sure that you’re not doing this all on your own. 

This is just the trying phase, and if he’s committed to the pregnancy this early on, you can just imagine how present and supportive he’ll be when you do get pregnant. He’ll make sure you’re not the only one making sacrifices, and he’ll make sure to give you as much comfort and support as possible. 

“And also, I’m gonna have to change my lifestyle eventually for, you know, when we have our child,” he continues. “I can’t be going out, drinking, and then driving because who knows what could happen? Plus, I don’t wanna kiss our baby with alcohol breath when I get home. And I—”

“Kook, you can still do the things you used to do even when we have a child,” you interrupt. “I mean, you can still party and drink and—”

“I can’t be reckless, though, and that’s what I was for a long time,” he counters. “I was also pretty selfish and always wanted things my way. Being with you changed that and yeah, parenthood will change me, but I should at least be good enough to begin with.”

“And you are, honey; more than enough, actually. I mean, we’ve been to the doctor twice and you already took what she said to heart,” you assure him. “I just know you’re gonna be great, okay? And this is my unfiltered mind speaking but I’m kinda excited to get pregnant because of how sweet and loving and… hot you’re gonna be when you take care of me.”

It’s that laugh again, his playful and endearing laughter that triggers the butterflies in your stomach. Jungkook’s eyes sparkle under the dim streetlights that you pass by, and the way he looks at you makes you feel like everything good is at your reach while it’s just the two of you in your own world. 

“I’m excited for you to get pregnant because of how loving and needy and strong and fucking sexy you’re gonna be,” he says, earning him a chuckle. “But all that aside, I just want you to know that you have me. I’m obviously here for the actual baby-making but also for the massages and cravings and morning sickness and swollen everything, okay? I promise.”

“You are such a dream, Jeon Jungkook,” you giggle as you gaze at him lovingly. “I’d live through a thousand lifetimes just so I can have this one where I married you.”

He’s left speechless now, as he softly smiles and leans over at the stoplight for a gentle kiss on your lips. You think it’s enough for him to say all the things he can’t, and you kiss him back, a little more deeply, to say the things you still don’t have words for.

The rest of the ride back home is quiet, save for Jungkook’s humming along to the songs on his playlist. You’re both giggling over something silly that happened earlier by the time you’re walking back to the apartment, and taking advantage of the late hours and the empty elevators, your husband softly kisses your neck with his arms wrapped around your waist all the way to your floor. You sigh in relief; his lips are as good as his hands when it comes to relieving your tiredness. 

There were some issues you encountered in your project at the firm that you had to manage, on top of helping Taehyung with his art gallery launch. Teaching the kids is not really stressful, but handling classes of 10 children each has its own challenges. You know your body and you’re perfectly fine, which is why you didn’t mind staying up late with your friends tonight. You’d missed out on a few nights out because you opted to rest, but tonight was too important to pass up on. But still, it left you just a tiny bit exhausted and you can’t wait for your warm bath and cuddles with Jungkook. 

You pause on the idea once your phone beeps and a notification pops up. Suddenly your heart is racing, and you’re left standing in the middle of your living room as Jungkook turns off the lights and says that he’ll massage you as you both take your bath. 

Seeing you unmoving when he expected you to be walking up the stairs, he asks if everything’s okay.

“Yeah, it’s just…” you say, turning to him with a small smile on your face. “I just got notified. My, uh, my tracker says I ovulate in a few days so, uh… My fertile window starts now.”

It takes a few seconds for Jungkook to process the information and once it clicks, he walks towards you and mirrors your smile. 

Dr. Han explained in detail how things go, and Jungkook remembers that in non-technical words, having sex during your fertile window is the best way to get pregnant, and since everything is an estimate and no means of tracking can be entirely accurate, what he he really took from that session is that having sex everyday increases your chance of conceiving. The thought turns his soft smile into a smirk, and with his eyes boring into yours, he repeats your words.

“Your window starts now,” he says, earning him a nod. “I’m fertile, too,” he adds. 

You chuckle at his statement. “I know, Kook. Of course you are,” you playfully roll your eyes. 

But his gaze doesn’t falter, as he cups your cheek and takes you in.

“Do you think the bath and massage can wait?” He asks, his voice suddenly low.

“They can,” you respond, feeling your throat drying up.

“You’re not too tired?”

“Not anymore,” you answer, melting into his touch, especially as his breath starts to quicken.

“Good,” he breathes out, his mouth so close to yours. 

Your noses touch before you feel his lips, soft yet wanting at the thought of being able to make love to you tonight, knowing there’s a chance that it could result in a baby that you’ve both been wanting. You grant him the entrance that he seeks, and he’s quick to explore as your tongue melds with his. He’s intentional, with both his hands cradling your face, wanting to say so much with this kiss. You return it just as eagerly, and your hands do what they’ve been wanting to since earlier in the night - they slide down his clothed chest, and then his torso, until they reach his crotch where you palm his hardening dick, letting him know that you want this just as much. 

He moves to place open-mouth kisses down your neck, and you moan when he sucks that sensitive part of yours at the same time that you squeeze his length, earning you a groan that sends shivers down your spine.

“Can I claim my seat now,” you tease, wanting nothing more than to ride him until you lose your breath, knowing just how much pleasure that position gives you both. 

“Fuck yes, babe,” he growls, kissing you again as he starts walking back, letting you guide him towards the couch that’s experienced its fair share of your lovemaking.    

He pulls away to settle on his seat, his eyes not moving away from you as he asks you to undress yourself, leaving you in nothing but your silk thong.

With his legs spread slightly wide, the leather material hugging his thick, meaty thighs, and his arms laid over the back of the couch, you can’t help but moan at the sight. Your seat looks pretty comfortable, even more so when he unzips his trousers to reveal his hardened length, big and veiny for you to slide against and down on. 

He’s coaxing you, as he touches himself to get you to come closer, knowing just how much this turns you on. You surprise him, though, when you get on your knees instead and take his cock from his hand, as if showing him that you can do it better. And of course you do; your touch electrifies him, it makes him weak and pliant, it makes him give in to whatever you want. He’s a generally impatient guy, but when it comes to you, he forces himself to have self-control, to wait, to let you take your time, only because he knows how satisfying it is once you give him what he craves. 

A few gentle and teasing strokes later, you take him in your mouth and you surprise him again, as you dive in and take him deep right away, unlike your usual gradual descent that’s every bit torturous and euphoric. He’s caught off guard but it’s what causes him to obscenely moan, prompting you to do the same, the vibrations sending him close to the edge. But you keep going, bopping your head up and down as you try to fit him in your mouth, and Jungkook has to gather all his strength to not falter this quickly. There’s so many other ways he wants to feel you.

Knowing he’ll come soon if you don’t stop, he cups your cheek to get your attention. The loving way you look at him is a contrast to how ruined he feels, and just as he thinks you’d chase his finger with your mouth and suck it as well, you kiss his hand instead, tracing your lips up to his tattooed arm and it’s moments like this that make him feel alive. He’s always loved chasing a high, living for the thrill and the unexpected that pushes him to try different things, and he’s somehow found that when making love to you. You could look at him shyly, reverently, or sultrily; you can lick your lips or say vulgar things or giggle sweetly - he won’t know what he’ll get, but he’ll lose his mind either way. 

Wanting to satiate his need, he finally pulls you to sit on his lap, capturing your mouth in his that leaves no room for either of you to breathe. Flushed against his clothed chest, you wrap your arms around his neck to try to take in as much of him as you can. You grind against his throbbing cock, and the friction isn’t enough, as you raise yourself to slide down on him, and your joint moans fill the room.

It starts slow but you eventually pick up the pace, and it prompts him to remove his trousers that are now definitely limiting his movements. Once he’s free, he focuses on what he can give. Jungkook pulls you down as he pushes inside of you, the quick and erratic thrusts sending you in a whole other dimension. You’re meeting his movements, your pants turning into squeals as you feel him so deep inside you, hitting the edges of your physical being. 

You lose it when he grips your ass to keep you in place and then captures your breast in his mouth for him to suck. You feel the pleasure all over your body; it’s overwhelming and all-consuming - you feel him everywhere, and it’s exactly how you want to be made love to. 

It’s the succeeding thrusts and the bite of the sensitive part of your neck that has you mewling and arching your back in intense pleasure and you feel like you’ve lost sense for a moment, as if you’re suspended with how deep and rough he’d gone. It’s almost numbing, as you continue to grind against him as you try to catch your breath but despite the overstimulation, you can’t get enough of it, of him. You came hard but you want more. 

You kiss him as you come down from your high and he takes you in, moaning as your mouths meet again. It’s different this time, though - the kiss is desperate, it feels like; there’s the usual passion but a different kind of yearning, of eagerness. Devotion, too, it seems - towards you, towards the future child you’ll have, towards the family you’ll build - as he caresses your back, his hands gliding on your skin before clutching onto you, as if he’ll lose you if he doesn’t.

“I love you,” he mumbles against your neck, repeating it like a chant that devotees do to a being they revere. “I love you, fuck baby. I love all of you.”

“I love you, Kook, so much,” you pant, hugging him loosely, as it’s the only thing you have energy to do at this moment. 

His arms are wrapped around your waist and he leans to kiss you there, his mouth seemingly unable to separate from any part of you. 

You meet his eyes and you just know that you mirror the way he’s fondly looking at you. Jungkook boops your nose before he gently lays you on the couch, his eyes unmoving from your form as he kneels before you to remove his shirt, his perfectly-crafted torso making you salivate even more. 

Spreading your legs, he dives in your cunt, licking your lips before he sucks your clit. You still haven’t recovered from earlier but you don’t mind. You’re still somewhat in a daze, and everything Jungkook does is both mind blowing and calming, intense yet numbing. Your leg starts to shake so he stops but you don’t complain. Just like him it seems, you want this drawn out. 

“I want you inside me, baby,” you moan. “I want… I want to feel you all over me again. Please,” you beg. “I need you.”

The way you plead does things to him, so he lays by your side, slides inside you from behind, and takes you into his hold. With your body shifted and your legs raised, he cups your breast and sucks on your neck, as if cradling you while making you feel all of him - his mouth, his dick, his fingers… He’s thrusting against you so hard that you’re screaming in pleasure, asking him not to stop, and moaning out his name. You lose control of your limbs and you feel like your body now has a mind of its own but his kiss grounds you, and you hold onto him tightly for anchor as he does the same with you. 

You come again - another hard crash - and he follows soon after, abrupt and drawn out that he feels like he’s suspended as well. He stays inside you, wanting to make sure that nothing of him is wasted. 

You’re both panting from tiredness, your damp foreheads against each other, and it’s nothing but your warm breaths and slick bodies that you feel. You can’t really feel anything else, and that warm bath sounds good right about now.

Jungkook seems to read your mind, as he pulls away first and grabs your clothes. He reaches out his hand that you take, and he holds you close to him as you both walk up the stairs and into your bathroom. 

You both don’t say much; the smiles and the soft kisses on the cheek seem to say enough. Maybe you’re just both really spent, but Jungkook exerting all that effort on you does not stop him from drawing your bath, sitting opposite you, and then massaging your feet and calves. He asks you to sit in between his legs right after so he can massage your shoulders, too, and the sigh you let out tells him you’re satisfied with his as well. 

“That good, baby?” He still asks, and you lazily smile at him and nod.

“You might fall asleep here,” he chuckles, pulling you closer to him so he can nuzzle your neck. 

“I wouldn’t mind that, as long as you sleep here with me,” you hum.

“Our tub is big but it isn’t that big,” he laughs again. “Come on, I’ll wash us up.”

You follow him and head to the shower where he promptly rinses the suds off your hair and your body. He’s gentle and thorough; charming, too, as his boyish smiles appear again when he sees you look satisfied. He helps you dress up before you both head to your room, your soft linens feeling like clouds after all that you did. 

Jungkook goes under the covers and lays his head on your chest like he often does. Tired as you are, you don’t want to sleep yet, needing to have this moment with him first. 

He’s rarely quiet, so when he is, you know something’s on his mind. You comb your fingers through his hair to calm him down; massaging him like this is also your way of letting him know that can say whatever he wants, and express whatever he wants.

“Do you think we did it?” He finally asks, sounding soft and unsure. “Do you think that was it?”

With his hand caressing your belly, you feel his anxiousness and his desire.

“I don’t know, honey,” you reply. “These things are never accurate. I’m just glad my cycle’s finally regular so at least I can better estimate when I’m due to ovulate and we can work from there. Maybe we did it. Maybe we didn’t. We won't know until I show symptoms and I take a test. And that’s weeks from now.”

The silence isn’t uncomfortable despite what seems to be a million things running through his mind. You’ve wanted this for so long but you’ve learned to be patient, to be trusting, to be accepting of whatever happens. You’d like to think that for all that you went through and for all the good that you’ve done in this life, the universe will grant you this wish. But you don’t want to think too much of how much you want it. You’re scared to be disappointed; more importantly, you’re scared to disappoint him.

“I want this so much,” he says, his voice low and desperate. “I… I knew I did but I didn’t know just how much until the other month when… when we had a false alarm.”

You recall that day. It was some time after you’d come back from Busan, the conversations from that trip perhaps clouding your mind, the excitement overtaking you that you’d thought you could be pregnant despite the minimal signs. 

But you took the test anyway. It was negative, and Jungkook hugged you and said it was okay. You’d only gone to the doctor once that time, and you were both still adjusting and making changes in your respective lifestyles. He didn’t seem upset; he comforted you, cradled you that night, and made love to you softly as he whispered how perfect you are, and how much he loves you. 

“I… I didn’t want to show it but it made me sad that it didn’t happen then,” he continues. “And I guess it hit me exactly how much I wanted it. To be able to create someone who’s half of the person I love the most and half of me… that’s amazing, right? I just suddenly couldn’t wait to give all my love to that child; I couldn’t wait for us to be gifted that.”

You’re unable to form words as you listen to him. It takes you back to the time when he didn’t want to have children yet, content with just the both of you and your little adventures and time alone. Jungkook wanted you all to himself, and he wanted him to be the only one you focused on. He’d hated himself for being selfish, but you suppose you both needed to have that time for each other - to learn, to love, to fight, to forgive, to trust, and then to love even harder, even braver, even kinder. 

“It’ll happen, Kook,” is all you can say. “One day, it will. I’d like to believe that it’s meant for us, just as you and I were meant for each other after all these years.”

“I don’t want to think that I wasted so much of our time just because I wanted it to be just us,” he admits. “But sometimes, that fills my mind. What if we had tried earlier?”

“Do you think that helps? Thinking of the what if’s?”

“I know it doesn’t,” he responds. “But I guess the fear pushes me somehow, you know? I could be living a different life where I don’t have all this, and so I want to make sure that I take care of all that I have now - you, this marriage, this home. It’s ironic that I’ve always wanted to live my life without fear, only to realize now that fears could be good, too, that having something you’re afraid of means you’re actually living, because then, something’s good enough to lose.”

“And that something is so good that you can’t not have it,” you add. 

He looks up at you with an assuring smile, knowing that you feel what he’s feeling, that you understand what’s bothering him. 

“I worry, too,” you continue. “I knew when I’d fallen in love with you that I wanted a family, to have a child that bears both of us, you know? Someone who can receive the overflowing love I have for you. And not having that scares me.”

With your words, Jungkook shifts himself to face you, cradling you in his arms and kissing your forehead.

“You see what you did right there?” You ask him.

“What?”

“I tell you I’m scared, and the first thing you do is hold me,” you say, feeling the emotions overtake you. “We’re each other’s fears. I’m afraid to lose you. I worry when you’re in pain or stressed or confused or unwell. And I know it’s the same with you. But we’re each other’s shields, too. We protect each other, we gain strength from each other. That’s how we’ll get through this. That’s how we’ll get through anything. I’ll hold you when you’re scared and you’ll take me in your arms just the same. The fears are bearable that way.”

“They are,” he whispers, kissing you deeply. “We’re all we need, baby. You’re all I need.”

With your entangled limbs under the covers, you and Jungkook breathe each other in. 

“I don’t know if we were successful tonight,” you hum, slowly succumbing to sleep. “We can always try again tomorrow.”

“And the day after. And the day after that. And then after that,” he responds, his cheeky smile making a sleepy appearance. “We can try everyday. We’ll make it happen; we’ll hold each other again if it doesn’t.”

“We will,” you answer. “We always will.”

Jungkook kisses your nose then your forehead, but it’s his pecks on your cheek that fully wake you up from an incredible slumber. It felt long and it was exactly what you needed after a night of partying and fucking your gorgeous husband, who happens to be smiling sweetly at you right now with his doe-eyes and semi-mussed hair.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” he giggles. “I was wondering when you were gonna wake up.”

“What time is it?” You grumble, stretching your limbs and feeling the tension slightly dissipate. 

“Almost 1.”

“Seriously?” You gasp. “I’ve never woken up this late.”

“I know. I was kinda getting worried,” he chuckles. “But then again, we did sleep around 4:30 AM so it’s fine.”

“What did you do to me, honey,” you laugh now.

“Well, you know, the usual,” he teases. “And I’m not done with you yet. I promised you days of this.”

He sneaks his hand in between your thighs and presses lightly against your cunt, earning him a low moan. 

“Hmm, you did,” you hum. “But I’d really love a hug right now.”

With your outstretched arms, Jungkook melts into your hold, burying his face into your neck like he loves to do. You smell of peony and vanilla; you feel soft and comfortable and every beautiful thing in the world. He’d live right here if he could. 

But it’s the middle of the day and you’ve already missed your morning medication.

“I love this but babe, you need to eat so you can take your medicine,” he says, pulling away now. “I bought us some lunch so can you please wash up already?”

“Fine, Mr.,” you playfully roll your eyes. “I’ll be down in a bit. I’ll see you there.”

You walk into the kitchen with Jungkook humming to a song and shaking his hips while he transfers the stew from the pot into a big bowl. He places that on the dining table before taking the heated rice from the microwave. Dressed in sweatpants and a tank top under a loose zip-up hoodie that lets his shoulder tattoos peek out - a weakness of yours, you’ve learned - he looks like the perfect husband who’s sexy in every way. 

You’ve noticed these past weeks how he’s been more keen on getting chores done. You’ve always divided the tasks but recently, he’s taking more initiative - planning meals, listing grocery items, and scheduling laundry day. Those are things you think about on a daily basis because managing a household is tough work; you can’t help but think that he’s started taking some of the load from you, perhaps in preparation for when you get pregnant, and especially when a little one joins your family. 

The thought makes you smile. It’s why when he tells you that the food’s ready and pulls out your chair, you sit on his lap instead, wrapping your arms around his neck and tucking your face in there as well. 

“Thank you, Kook,” you huff. “It smells good.”

“It does. Too bad I didn’t cook it,” he chuckles, returning your hug.

“I know. You don’t have the patience for that.”

He tickles you in response but you just hug him more tightly.

“Hey, I know I turn you on when I’m being a dreamy househusband, but the food will get cold,” he says, turning to face you now, a rare sight indeed since he’s often the hard-headed and pouty one. “Let us eat this first, and then I can eat you out after. Deal?”

You bite his cheek in feigned annoyance before you move to your chair, taking in the dish in front of you. 

“What time did you buy this?” You ask, realizing only after the first spoonful just how hungry you are, reminding you of a certain physical activity you both did just hours ago.

“Hmm, around 10,” he answers. “I was up at 8 and was gonna drink milk only to find out that we don’t have any. So I went to the supermarket and got eggs and a few other things, too. Then I passed by the restaurant on the way home.”

“Dreamy househusband indeed,” you wink at him. “But how were you up that early after last night?”

“Taehyung, that annoying child,” Jungkook groans. “He kept calling and texting so I just picked up. He woke up early and couldn’t find his engagement ring for Ailee, and he doesn’t know if he lost it or if he proposed to her but he doesn’t remember anything because he was so drunk. And she was called for an emergency at work so he couldn't find out. He also doesn’t wanna ask her himself so I said I’d ask her if my best friend did anything stupid and well, yeah, he did propose; she just doesn’t know that he doesn’t remember.”

You’re cracking up by the end of your husband’s narration and you feel for the man. “Oh, poor Taehyung. What a terrible way to go about asking someone to marry them.”

“Well, I never actually asked you, did I?” Jungkook says. 

“Well, you kinda didn’t want to, did you?” you shoot back, earning you an adorable frown. 

Appeasing him, you take his hand and kiss it. “It doesn’t matter. We said I do, you kissed me for a millisecond, and then here we are!”

“Baby!” He groans again. “Why are you bringing up the wedding kiss, AKA the most embarrassing kiss of my life?”

“Because so-called loverboy Jungkook kissed his bride for a millisecond, that’s why,” you laugh. 

“I did make up for it, though,” he reminds you. “And I still do. I mean, you can’t seem to get enough of my kisses now.”

“You’re getting cockier and cockier by the year, honey,” you tease. “Even if, yes, you are absolutely correct. I can’t imagine living without your kisses.”

“Good. Because these lips can’t imagine not kissing you,” he smirks, and all you can do is cover your face in laughter and slight embarrassment, but he scrunches his nose as he watches you lose it, and your heart softens again. 

He could be cheeky as much as he wants; deep down, he’ll always be that gentleman who loves making you laugh and smile. 

You both finish your meal then you take your medicine. You insist on doing the dishes this time and it doesn’t take long. You’re full from eating so you return to your seat next to Jungkook where you both video call with Taehyung and the rest of your friends as he presents his predicament.

“Just be honest with her,” you advise. “Honesty and communication are incredibly important in a marriage, Tae. Take it from me. Who knows? Maybe she doesn’t remember how it happened, either.”

“And then you can just propose to her again,” Jungkook suggests. “Seriously, dude. Being honest is probably one of the hardest things to do, but it’s freeing more than anything when you share things with your partner. It just sucks that you have to share your stupidity but yeah, she’s crazy about you so I’m sure she’ll still want to marry you.”

Taehyung rants again but decides that listening to the only married couple in your friend group is his best course of action, so he says he will and will keep everyone posted. 

Wanting to have your only caffeine intake for the day, you walk towards the counter to boil water for your tea and then walk back to Jungkook. You lean on the edge of the table as you watch him remain seated and mirror your smile. You think about what he said earlier about being honest. You’re also reminded of your conversation last night and how open and vulnerable he was. You recall the moments where he’s trusted you and followed your lead. You think back at the instances where you were the same. You’ve both come such a long way, and the thought sparks a certain kind of desire in you, something that he sees.

He reaches out his hand and you take it. He guides you to his lap where you comfortably sit, aligning your clothed cunt to his cock, anticipating the friction and what would come out of it. You kiss each other deeply, both your hands mapping each other out. He pulls down your nightgown; you unzip his jacket and sneak your hands underneath his top. He’s smooth and taut and absolutely perfect; his hardened nipples tell you that he’s just as turned on as you are. 

Rocking against his hips, he decides that he absolutely needs to taste you, so Jungkook nudges you and guides you to the table where you lay, your legs spread out to show him the view that he craves. 

His tongue is warm against your folds. He presses it against your clit before twirling it around, knowing exactly how you want this to go. You like it slow at first, with kisses on the sides and underneath your thighs where you’re sensitive, before wanting it fast, rough, and desperate, as Jungkook sucks and nibbles and locks your thighs in his arms, pulling you closer to the edge so he can bury his face in between them where he also would like to live if he could. 

It’s like he’s been starved as he leaves no inch untouched. Your legs are shaking now, your body begging for release and he feels it; he feels the tension in your limbs and hears your hypnotizing moans. These make him want you to wrap around him so he can feel your warmth, too, so he can be sucked into your velvet walls and drown in your essence. 

He pulls away then undresses himself and then you, leaving you both heaving and bare, desperate for more of your scent and your kisses and your touch and your sounds. He strokes himself a little before pulling you closer again, this time for his cock to slide inside your wet entrance, and the moan that escapes him is obscene yet full of want and yearning. 

With your legs suspended in air, he thrusts into you - slow at first, teasing even, as he draws it out before going rough and deep, sending shockwaves all over his body with how well you’re taking him, and how hard you’re letting him go as you ask for more and more and more.

His hands explore your bare torso - hands fondling your swell breasts, fingers pinching your pert nipples, and palms gripping your waist to keep you steady. You kiss each other for most of it all, adding to your pleasure but also tempering it, as your mouths capture your moans and the curses you both let out. 

“So good, baby,” you groan, your deep, sultry voice still surprising him after all this time. “You fit me so, so well.”

“I’m made for you, baby,” he growls, assaulting your neck with nibbles that have you ascending even more. “Fuck, you’re so perfect for me.”

Your cries of yes urge him further and he quickens his pace, knowing from your sounds that you’re close and his erratic thrusting says that so is he. With your chest heaving and your arms weakening from supporting your weight, you crash hard, and your elbows buckle from the intensity but he catches you, his arms cradling you before he lays your back on the table while he tries to reach his peak. 

You recover, propping one arm on the surface and the other, pulling him close to you. 

“Come for me, baby,” you whisper, licking the shell of his ear right after. “Want you to fill me up so good. Please.”

You meet his thrusts and then clench around him. It’s what does it for him, as he releases a long groan that almost makes you come another time. Your pants match his and he hugs you tightly before kissing your neck. 

He’s sweating and unsurprisingly so, but it makes him look even hotter, with the softness in his eyes turning into determination in seconds. He bites your lip before licking your mouth. 

“I’m not done with you yet,” he smirks. “Gotta cover all bases and take you from every angle, baby.” Pulling away, he releases you from his hold. “Will you turn around for me? We’ve got the rest of the day for this.”

You’re left speechless at his words but you’re eager and pliant as you’re under his spell. You turn around as he asks and the feel of his tongue on your cunt overstimulates yet electrifies you. There’s no other way you want to spend your Saturday. You know your Sunday and every day after that will be the same. But Jungkook is an amazing lover, and you know that after all the roughness, he’ll hold you gently, pepper you with soft kisses, and tell you how much he loves you so you won’t ever forget. 

It’s weeks later when you pick up the phone and make a call.

“Hey, babe,” Jungkook’s sweet voice greets you on the other end of the line. “I’m heading to McDonald’s. The meal served on the plane was so little and I’m still hungry. Do you want anything?”

“Just, uh, just fries,” you mumble, as you pace back and forth in your living room. 

“That’s all?” He asks, knowing that you always want that with a sundae. “Do you want me to get something from somewhere else?”

“No, I’ve had dinner, Kook,” you say. “But uh, do you think you can pass by the pharmacy? I… I need a pregnancy test.”

You can hear a pin drop with the silence from both your ends. But it could also probably just be your mind going blank as you vocalize the words, a request that holds with it so much as you try to think of what will happen after the result comes out. 

“Baby…” Jungkook manages to mumble.

“I didn’t realize that my period’s been late a few days,” you explain. “But the cramps have been bearable and I didn’t think much of the nausea but, maybe… I mean, there’s a chance that—”

You only ramble when you’re nervous and Jungkook can feel your anxiety even through the phone. 

“Baby,” he interrupts you. “It’s okay. Are you feeling any pain right now?”

“No… I just… Come home soon, please. I… I need to be with you.”

“I’ll be home soon. I love you.”

He drops the call and makes his order through the window, then he asks Mr. Yu to head to the nearby pharmacy where Jungkook runs to the counter for the pregnancy test and then asks his chauffeur to quickly but safely drive to you. He wants nothing more than to be with you right now and calm your nerves, and while his mind is going haywire at the thought of a possible pregnancy, he knows he needs to be the strong one; he needs to be the one to keep you both grounded, even if another false alarm will crush both your hearts.

The time is ticking by too slowly and he opts to send you messages instead, updating you of where he is and how much longer it’ll take for him to get to you, hoping that this could at least help while you wait for him to arrive. 

Back in your loft, you continue pacing around the living room. You’d been too busy with work to take note of your tracker, which is why you hadn’t realized until today that your period is late. Jungkook’s been in Japan since Thursday and took a late afternoon flight this Monday so he can get home to you right away. You know he’s worried; even with his calm voice, you know deep down he’s just as anxious as you are. You appreciate that he’s holding the fort for both of you; he probably could tell from your rambling that you’re a little out of sorts, and for good reason. 

Since deciding on actively trying to get pregnant, there’s been an air of tension about the topic even if it’s something you both openly talk about. Perhaps it’s wanting it so much that the chance of not achieving it is a heartbreaking thought. 

You remind yourself, however, that you had a go at it not long ago; you’ve been following Dr. Han’s recommendations of cutting back on things as well so the hopeful part of you thinks that there’s a big chance it could happen. Every part of you wishes it’s happy tears tonight and not sad ones. 

Your door unlocks and you stand from the couch, meeting Jungkook, who places the food on the nearby flat surface, and hugging him tightly.

“I missed you,” he hums against your hair. “You don’t have to be scared, okay? I’m with you. We’re doing this together, and whatever happens, we’ll hold each other. We promised, remember?”

“I remember,” you mumble. Facing him, you say you’ll take the test in the guest bathroom. “We’ll wait and check together, honey. I love you, whatever happens.”

“I love you, whatever happens.”  

You exit the bathroom and find him seated on the bed, his coat removed and his tie loosened. His hair is a little mussed, perhaps from constantly combing through it as a way to ease his nerves. You sit on his lap - your safe place - and hug him again, letting your joint breaths remind you that you share the anticipation and the fear and the excitement with him.

Your alarm beeps to signal that the waiting time is over, and he pulls you close for a deep kiss before you stand up, and you drown in his taste and his scent, knowing that you’ll need all forms of his comfort tonight. 

Walking together, you stand by the counter and stare at the stick that’s been turned over. He’s hugging you from behind and you pull his arms tighter around you. With a deep breath, you turn the test over again to face you, and the way that he buries his face in your neck while he whispers I love you in your ears is what makes your tears fall.

Two lines signifying your hopes and dreams of a family that you’ll love with all your imperfect heart. 

“We’re having a little one, babe,” he huffs. “We… We’re gonna be parents.”

You finally face him, your tears uncontrollable now, and all you can do is nod. 

“Yes,” you whisper. “We… we’re—”

His chest buries your cries, as you’re unable to form words at the gift that you’ve been given. His strong arms cradle you against him and it’s all you really need - just his love, for you, for the child you’ll have, for the family you’ll build. 

Jungkook kisses your forehead before kneeling down to face your belly that’s started to nurture your baby. 

“I can’t wait to meet you, little one,” he whispers. “You’re gonna be so, so loved. Mommy and Daddy will make sure of that.”

There’s so much emotion, as you watch Jungkook sweetly smile at what’s now housing the most important being in this world right now. His glassy doe-eyes, small sniffles, and the way he caresses you give you a glimpse of how he’ll probably be starting now. He already looks at you with so much love and you can just imagine how much more affectionate he’d be with that little human growing inside you. He’ll be giving and showing love to two now; there’s something incredibly special about that. 

The low grumble of your stomach breaks the moment, however, but your joint laughter is welcomed, as he nuzzles your torso and kisses it in places before standing up to face you again.

“I know you said you just wanted fries but I got you that chicken and mozzarella sandwich you like and strawberry McFlurry, too,” he says, wiping away your tears. “I thought that if it was negative, you’d want to eat your sadness away, and if it was positive, you’d be so happy you’d want to eat more. It could also be that you’re just really hungry.”

“That’s a fair assessment,” you giggle. “But I had early dinner and I think the anxiety got to me. Thank you, honey. You already know what I need before I even say it.”

“I'm a certified dream husband and a dad-in-training,” he winks, making your heart soar. “But also… is it okay to feed our child… grease?”

You pinch his cheeks adoringly. “Just this once, I guess. And then it’s all healthy stuff for me starting tomorrow.”

“You mean for us,” he corrects. 

“For us,” you nod.

You both eat your unhealthy comfort food, with baby talk dominating throughout dinner, such as what you’ll name them, how you’ll tell your family and friends, and how the home setup is gonna be like. You both decide on waiting until this weekend for the announcement, wanting to go to the doctor first and just savoring this moment between the both of you. You’ll eventually transform Jungkook’s office space in your room to a nursery and contact Hoseok to look for houses that you’ll move into after you give birth. 

Jungkook asks you to have a shower with him, admitting that he feels quite clingy given the news. You don’t mind at all, especially when he hugs you from behind under the warm water and caresses your stomach again while he languidly kisses your lips.

He makes love to you once you’re in bed. 

It’s different from what you’d both done during your “baby-making week,” as he liked to call it, when he took you on different surfaces and on different angles all over your apartment. You’d even done it in the car in your building’s basement parking because he wanted to “cover all bases,” although you know he just wanted an excuse because that reckless part of him just liked the thrill of fucking you in a not-so-private space. You loved every bit of that week though, and even the days that followed, where despite his late nights, early mornings, and business trips, he made sure to express his love in different ways. 

But tonight, he takes it slow and simple, as he gently yet purposefully pushes into you while he looks into your eyes with so much adoration. He intertwines his fingers with yours, filling all your spaces, and cups your cheek while he whispers words of love and praise. 

It’s a gradual buildup and perhaps it’s why your orgasm is drawn out as well. It’s a different kind of pleasure, as you feel suspended in air while being pulled down before the acceleration comes when he sucks your breast, as if you’re orgasming again while coming down from it. But it’s Jungkook - some days he’s rough and teasing; sometimes he’s gentle and serious. 

Everyday it’s love though. Whatever form or pace it is, it’s the only love you want to know.

It’s tough keeping news as big as your pregnancy from your family and friends, but you and Jungkook wanted to consult with the doctor first so you can answer their questions because you know that there’ll be many of them, including when you’re due. It’s why you canceled dinner with the girls that Wednesday and why you passed up on lunch with your siblings that Friday. 

You made it to Saturday, where you and Jungkook offered to host your monthly hangouts with all your friends in your apartment and then casually said over dinner that you’re pregnant. It was silent for a good minute before they burst into screams. 

Nari and Jimin cried, which you didn’t expect. Taehyung burst into an opera-like song to express his emotions, Yeji was taking a video of the chaos, and Minhyuk was the only sane one who hugged you tightly and said that your child will be so lucky to have a set of crazy and loving uncles and aunties who will spoil them to no end.

It’s Sunday now, and it just so happens that your and Jungkook’s grandparents are in town to attend a gala this week. 

Enjoying your lunch in the indoor dining hall of your parents’ estate, the scene is a common one - lavish dishes on the table that Seokjin chows down while little  Seungjun sits on his lap, Soojin announcing that she scored 3 goals in their recent soccer game and that her twin brother Sunghoon placed first in their school’s poetry-writing contest, big boy Jihoon feeding his little sister, and the rest of the adults talking to each other from across the table, leaving the room abuzz with laughter and squeals. 

Your grandfather asks everyone to quiet down, wanting to hear how everyone’s doing, even if he’s really just looking at you and Jungkook.

“And how about both of you, my dear?” He asks. “How have things been since your visit to Busan?”

“We’ve been well,” you reply, immediately taking Jungkook’s hand. You don’t really have a plan of how you’ll tell everyone; just like how things have always been, you just want it simple. The news is a big deal, but you don’t want anything grand when it comes to announcing it. “We’re both busy with work but we’ve been making time for each other.”

“And your health?” Your grandmother asks. 

“Back to normal. The new medication has been good so I think I’m all clear,” you smile. 

“That’s wonderful,” your grandfather replies, pausing a bit, perhaps to let you continue should there be more you want to say.

You can tell he’s trying to control himself from asking something else; it’s not lost on you that your grandparents have been very vocal about their desire for you and Jungkook to have a child, considering that, in their words, they “don’t have much time left on earth.” You feel for them. This union was a dream and you hadn’t realized until the car ride this morning just how much a child would mean to them. 

Your grandfather turns to Seoyeon, ready to ask her this time but you get ahead of him.

“Actually, I’m not really back to normal,” you say, earning you worried looks from everyone. “I actually… Uh, you see. I… We—”

“We’re pregnant,” Jungkook finishes for you. You nudge him at the sudden announcement but he just chuckles. “You were rambling.”

“I…” You turn to look at your family who are all wide-eyed, perhaps still processing the words - except for the kids, of course, who are all still munching on their food, with Soojin asking why everyone is so quiet.

“Jungkook and I are expecting,” you say now, more calmly and more certain. “I’m due in the summer and we’re really excited. And nervous. But we can’t wait to meet our little one soon. And—”

The emotions overflow at this moment - both your parents and siblings are all teary-eyed, expressing their joy and excitement in so many ways. Your mother walks to you for a tight hug, and your father does the same to Jungkook until you’re hugging each member of both of your families - with your grandparents taking most of the time - including the kids who just follow what the adults are doing. 

Soojin squeals when you explain in kid language what’s happening, prompting her to hug your belly then remarking that you look the same.

“Your Auntie’s belly will grow big soon,” Jungkook says, rubbing your stomach. “Can I ask all of you to take care of her with me?” He asks the little ones now, kneeling in front of them and mirroring their adorable smiles. 

“Yes, Uncle Kookie!” They say in unison, prompting you to kneel alongside him and hugging each of the kids.

Their kisses are long and sweet. They’re much older now so they feel more responsibility when it comes to you and the baby, so they ask a lot of questions like how big they are right now, what they’re eating, and how they’ll come out of your belly. You answer each question, trying to explain as simply as you can with all the patience in the world.

Jungkook watches you, knowing that this - and all the times that you’re with them - is just a peek of how you’ll be as a mother. And he can’t wait to witness and experience all that with you. There’s so much to be excited about; he knows every moment now is precious and one you both will have to savor.

You return to your seat once everyone’s recovered, even if your mother is still crying and your grandparents still have glassy eyes.

“I know it took a while,” you say. “But Kook and I just wanted to make sure that we were having this child for our own reasons. And well, considering how we started, we wanted to enjoy ourselves first and not feel like we’re missing out on things.”

“And that’s alright, sweetheart,” Jungkook’s grandmother assures you. “We’re just glad that this happened on your own terms this time.”

“It did,” Jungkook answers. “We had a lot of growing up to do but uh, that won’t stop. I… I’ll still need help.”

“You have us,” Junghyun says now. “Min-jun, Seokjin, and I will do the big brother thing and guide you, Kook. You don’t have to worry about that.”

Seoyeon winks at you to say that you have her, Yeri, and Mina as well. You and Jungkook have such amazing people to guide you and that you look up to; you can’t wait to get to know yourself and each other in this aspect as well. 

The rest of the afternoon is spent with your parents and grandparents talking to you and Jungkook, expressing their joy and hope that everything will all be okay. Your siblings pull you both aside to talk about the next steps from parenting sessions, prenatal yoga, house hunting, and everything in between. They make it all exciting, knowing that the worries will come and go, and you appreciate them all for that. 

Later that night, you lay in bed while Jungkook stays by your side, propped up with one arm while his hand caresses your stomach once more, something he’s been doing every night before you both sleep. 

“Today was good,” you say, as you place your hand over his, caressing the fingers that wander around your bare skin. “It somehow reminded me of that lunch when they proposed this marriage and now look where we are. We’ve come such a long way, Kook. I’m glad we can finally share the joy with them.” 

Jungkook responds with a hum, his eyes glued to your stomach, traces of deep thoughts in them.

“What are you thinking about, honey?” You ask, cupping his cheek. He closes his eyes briefly to savor your touch.

“Just… everything, I guess,” he huffs. “Everyone said so many things. My brother even sent me a long text that I still have to respond to. But I was thinking about the kids. They’re still a rowdy bunch but they’re so good to each other, babe. They’re so good to people. And they have such affection towards their parents. I… I want that for our child. I want them to be good to others, to be loving to others. I want them to love us.”

“Honey, they will,” you smile, “because we’re raising them. You have such a big heart, Kook. I just know that’ll be enough to make them kind and loving people.”

“I just… I just want to be a good dad,” he admits, revealing another layer of his vulnerability. “I want them to have fun with me, to trust that I’ll protect them always. I want to be someone they’ll be proud of; I want them to be happy that I’m their father. I want to do right by them, by you.”

“I bet as they grow up, they’ll want to do the same with you. That’s how loved they’ll feel,” you say, turning to your side so you can face him and he can focus only on you. “You’re already doing amazing, honey. They’ll feel how much you love them by how much you love me. And you love me so beautifully. That makes all the difference.” 

“Thank you for making me so happy,” he responds after a beat of silence, his heartfelt words piercing through you. “I didn’t think I could feel more for you than I already do.”

“Me, too,” you smile, kissing him deeply. “We’re gonna be okay. Things will start to change but I want you to know that I’ll love you through it all, okay?”

“And I’ll love you through it all just the same,” he kisses your forehead now. 

With you cradled in Jungkook’s arms as you listen to his steadying heartbeat and soft snores, you know that however hard this journey is gonna be, he’ll hold you no matter what, and you’ll be strong for each other through it all.

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[seokjinsonlyone]

mostest to leastest down bad members over their partner go!

tae: he'd wear a collar with your name on it if you let him like he couldn't possibly be anymore yours than he already is; willing to do any and everything for you frfr; and if u remember on jinny’s kitchen there’s this one point where seojin did like an employee evaluation for each of them and for tae he was like he’s very diligent and never complains about his work and that just made me think like if you were with him he’d do/go/wear whatever you asked no complaints all you gotta do is love him in return

jk: he's next in line bc i have him on the record saying 📋 🤨👓🤏 "i give my all to those i love until they break my heart" so it's safe to say that if you're his partner there's nothing he wouldn't do for you; like we've seen the work he's done with bangtan it don't matter how many times each of them call his name and ask him to help with something even if it exasperates him at times he always show up; so we know he's on the submissive side; also we know that he's a little brat that likes to play hard to get but a hopeless romantic at the same time so if you managed to get him he's bound to be head over heels

yoongi: next is our former tiktok star min “i do whatever they ask me to do” yoongi; like he did all the challenges his hoobaes asked him to do, he complained to iu face about her not inviting her to do eight on tour, whenever there was a ridiculous request from armys on live like show me your teeth or your hands or play us a song he always did it; he just really likes to be wanted so if you want him you have him and i'm pretty sure he'd be wrapped around your finger while he's at it

jin: i'm placing jin right in the middle bc we see just how much he's been on his i love army i live for army ever since he's been back and he does whatever we tell him for the most part so i do believe he'd have a good measure of down badness; however he is still very much an autonomous individual so like you'd have his heart in your hand but sometimes you'd have to squeeze it a little to get what you want LOL

jimin: this man is a baby and he enjoys being a baby so i feel like on the spectrum of down badness i think he'd more enjoy the feeling of you being down bad for him; he loves the power he'd have over you he'd relish in it giggle over it plot evilly over it get his rocks off to it fr; but honestly he's got that dominant protective nature running through him too and he likes to make other people his babies; so he'd definitely adore you as well you'd probably be equally down bad over each other but he'd try his hardest not to let it show (it'd be obvious to everyone)

hobi: second to last is mr i smile while i'm correcting; now he loves you for sure no doubt about that but he is nawt about to let you get away with any and everything LOL; he gives very much 50/50 in a partnership; a very balanced give and take; a very controlled push and pull; he seems like he'd thrive with someone very cool and independent who doesn't need or want him to primp and preen and fawn over them all the time; he'd still do it tho bc that's just who he is but it wouldn't be an excessive amount and like you got it but not too much now not too much

joon: i'm surprisingly putting joon last; it really is surprising bc he has all the makings to be at the top of this list; the loving, the longing, and the desperation; however it's all that that leads me to believe he would end up with someone who could ground him completely; like he frfr needs to be taken care of bc bro can be emotionally volatile; have you listened to rpwp????? like i know you've heard it but did you LISTEN???????; so anyway it is my prognosis that joon would end up with a partner that is all about him like they would go together real bad and they would not play about him; and it goes without saying that he would appreciate that immensely and at times he would probably literally kiss the ground you walk on (sex life would be insane); however i just believe he got a lot going on personally to be excessively down bad over his partner at all times

[thekaykery]

I recently addicted to ur taehyung fic (little and the beast) god I loved the couple like how adorable their relationship was so maybe can you do for the same couple or an individual tae x reader smut where OC is his girlfriend and she secretly planned to tease tae by wearing bunny cosplay lingerie and asks him to fuck her in that outfit which she looks so cute as well as hot and tae immediately giving in his pretty girl's wish 🥺🥺💗

This is my first ever ask so pls ignore if it's cringe or whatever lol

yes ofc!!! tsym for loving little and the beast! this one's for you ❤️

honey bunny

pairing: kim taehyung x f!reader

category: smut, fluff

word count: 2.3k

rating: 21+

warning(s): ddlg, daddy dom!taehyung, little sub!f!reader, bunny costume, destruction of said costume, pet names, daddy kink, cursing, teasing, begging, dirty talk, nipple play, fingering, allusion to choking, unprotected sex (wrap before you tap), praise, aftercare, mentions of squirting and passing out from said squirting

notes: again, tsym for requesting this! ik this took forever but life grew hectic bc of college! ty for your patience! p.s. what a good time to release this with layover amirite-

You don’t know if this is a good idea.

Purchasing this… gift with Taehyung’s card was risky enough. Yes, he’s able to see the Amazon charge in his account and know it was you. Yes, he likes to ask what you buy. Yes, you tried your best to hide this in a spot where Taehyung doesn’t normally look. Really, you’ve just been waiting for the opportunity to take it out and wow him.

And today is the day.

Gazing in the mirror at your reflection, you run a hand over the sleek white leather costume. Cinched at the waist, it emphasizes your hips and bum, and the cups do little justice to contain your breasts. You paired fishnet tights, wrist cuff sleeves, and a collar with the costume, along with a bunny ears headband; white stilettos top off the outfit. You even put on some makeup: black liner, mascara, blood-red lipstick.

Although you know it’s all going to come off with your tears and spit, you wanted to be pretty, look pretty for Taehyung.

However, this seemed like a good idea at first, but now you’re second-guessing yourself.

As your dom and caretaker, Taehyung is accustomed to seeing you in cute, frilly clothing, since you’re in little space more often than not. So you don’t know how your boyfriend is going to react. The least he can do is like it, right?

He doesn’t have to love it. You just want to… surprise him.

The familiar sound of the front door opening and closing catches your attention. Your hands become clammy. You scurry to the bed and lay down, stretching along the blankets, which are soft against your skin. Footsteps approach, growing louder with each one, then–

"Jesus Christ."

You shyly peek at your boyfriend. Taehyung stares at you, utterly divine in loose beige pants and a garnet tee tucked into the waistband, his dirty-blond hair swept back away from his face. His brown eyes are wide with shock, knuckles white from his tight grip on the doorknob. You carefully roll over, exposing your chest, and his throat bobs.

“Hi,” you murmur, smiling a little.

He doesn’t reply straight away, obviously stupefied by your costume. “What’s this?” he croaks.

“Do you like it, Daddy?” you quietly ask him, swinging your legs over the edge of the bed and standing. Your heels click on the hardwood floor as you step towards him. “I got it for you.”

Another gulp. Taehyung drifts to you, enchanted. “You look…” His slender fingers curl around your waist. He sharply exhales, eyes unable to stay still. “Fuck, you look so pretty, babygirl.”

"Thank you," you whisper.

His touch is fire, burning through the costume and branding his fingerprints into your skin. Your eyes flutter when his hands trail up to your breasts, caressing them, your sensitive nipples rubbing against the leather. You bite your lip to contain a mewl, heat flooding your cheeks as Taehyung tugs the cups out of the way. He plays with your rosy buds, rolling and pinching them between his fingers, bolts of arousal shooting straight to your pussy.

“So this is what you bought that day,” Taehyung softly says, almost to himself, tugging at your nipples.

“Please,” you pant, jolting when he pinches a bud.

A ghost of a smirk. "Please what?"

You swallow, trembling. "Please fuck me."

Taehyung chuckles. He pinches your other nipple, drawing a whine from you. "You can do better than that, sweetheart."

You pout, eyes dropping in embarrassment. You dislike voicing your needs. He should know what you want by the way you react to his teasing, but that’s what Taehyung likes. The power he holds over you as your dom. He wants you to express your thoughts, tell him exactly just what you want.

It reminds him how much you trust him with yourself, submitting to his every touch and kiss, handing over your body to do as he pleases with it.

“Fuck me, Daddy,” you whine, shivering, head tilting back as Taehyung mouths kisses on your throat. “Please. N-Need you so bad. I-I don’t are what you do to the costume, just please fuck me.”

Taehyung chuckles, the low sound a sweet caress. “Alright, babygirl. Anything for you.”

A few seconds later, you’re on the bed again, this time with Taehyung crawling on top of you. He slots between your legs as your lips meet in a slow, passionate kiss. You quietly moan when his hands cup your tits, calloused fingertips digging into them. The stark comparison of his rough fingers on your smooth skin is arousing. Your eyes roll, bucking your hips up into his hand while he strokes your hot center over the costume, his tongue slipping into your mouth and dancing with your own. You grasp his shoulders for support, a little wail escaping you when Taehyung rips the costume at the seams.

“Daddy!” you whine, heart aching at the loss of your costume.

“What?” His eyes sparkle with mischief. “Just doing what my babydoll wants.”

You open your mouth to retort, to remind him you bought this costume with his money, but the thought disappears the second Taehyung glides a finger through your folds. You quietly moan, pressing your lips together when he easily locates your clit and rubs quick, little circles on it. You swallow, rocking into his touch all while his eyes burn into you.

That’s another thing Taehyung loves in this dynamic with you: Watching you squirm beneath him from pleasure and your orgasms. It doesn’t matter if you seek from his mouth, touch, or cock. He adores the view of you experiencing total euphoria because of him, and it’s even better because he’s the only one who gets to see you like this. His precious girl, all his to love and care for in every way possible. But he knows you secretly like it too, watching him get off on you getting off.

“Daddy, please,” you plead, your hand sliding down to his arm from his shoulder. “Fuck me.”

Taehyung merely hums, his eyes dark and gleaming as he sips a long finger inside you. You whimper, your legs trying to snap shut, but his body stops it from occurring. He pumps it in and out of you at a steady pace, listening to you whine and moan, observing the way you writhe in bliss.

“How badly do you want it, babe?” Taehyung rasps, deep voice husky with lust. He rests his forehead on yours, your breaths mixing while more noises spill out of you. “Huh? How badly do you want Daddy’s cock? Tell me, babygirl.”

“Please!” you cry out, back arching when the pad of his finger brushes over your sweet spot. “O-Oh, fuck yes, please–”

“W-Want it so bad!” you sob, tears stained black from your liner and mascara. “Please, please, fill me up until I can’t think of anything but you!” You squeal, your entrance burning slightly from the intrusion of a second digit, but it feels so fucking good. “P-Please, fuck me up with your big cock, please!”

Taehyung smirks. “That’s a good girl."

While he continues to finger you, Taehyung miraculously shucks off his pants and boxers, cock springing free from its confinements. You lick your lips at the sight of him. Long and girthy, slightly curved with a bulbous tip, veins ridging it, the prominent one crawling up to his frenulum like a tree. You pant in anticipation as Taehyung sits between your legs once more, clenching around nothing when he taps his cock on your drenched pussy.

You’re so deep in your own little world that you don’t even notice him removing his shirt. You grind up against his dick, whining, clit singing at the friction.

“Want Daddy’s cock so bad, don’t you?” Taehyung coos.

You eagerly nod. “Yes, please!”

“Let me hear it one more time, baby.”

You keen, clutching the sheets in your hands, a lump of frustration growing in your throat. Damn him and his teasing. “Please, fuck me, Daddy.”

“Good girl,” Taehyung purrs, and finally, after what felt like endless torture, he enters you. He hisses. “Fuck, so fucking tight...”

You, on the other hand, are in complete bliss, eyes shut in ecstasy. He fills you up little by little, sinking further and further into you until he’s fully seated within you. Your eyes roll at how full you feel, his pelvis pressed to your core, his balls flush with your second hole. You softly pant, shifting in your spot beneath Taehyung, your walls rhythmically clenching around him. This spurs him into action.

He starts slow, one deep stroke after another. You quietly curse, and Taehyung lowly groans, the sound causing you to clamp down around him again.

“Fuck, relax,” Taehyung croaks.

“F-Feels so good,” you whimper.

“I know, baby.”

Your head falls back on the bed, a little whine slipping out of you, your tits bouncing in time with Taehyung’s gentle tempo. You hook your knees to your chest, allowing him more room to work. He lovingly pets your thighs in thanks. Taehyung grunts, nibbling his lip, his hair falling in his face. God, he looks like a god above you like this, completely drunk on your pussy, just like you’re drunk on his cock.

“Go faster,” you plead. “Please.”

“Yeah?” Taehyung picks up the pace, assuming a medium tempo. “Like this?”

You whine and shake your head. “Faster!”

“Be specific, darling.” His hand ghosts over your throat, which has your walls fluttering around his cock. His fingers always make a pretty necklace when Taehyung’s in the mood.

“F-Fuck me until I can’t think straight,” you beg, lightly grasping his wrist. “Please, Daddy.”

“That’s better.” Soon, Taehyung bucks into you with the manner of a well-oiled machine, quick and precise, hips smacking against your ass. He grunts, holding your legs for you while you cradle your tits for emotional support. “This what you wanted, babydoll? Hm?”

“Yes!” you cry, pinching and pulling at your nipples. “F-Fuck yes, Daddy, oh my god!”

Taehyung breathlessly chuckles at your confirmation, using your words as encouragement. He adjusts his angle slightly, along with the depth of his thrusts, and a loud wail is ripped out of you. He smirks. Bingo. Taehyung continues at this position, tip bludgeoning your sweet spot repeatedly. You shriek, eyes crossing, stars speckling your vision. You can’t even talk anymore, rendered speechless by his cock.

He melted your brain. He always does.

The sensation of his cock deliciously gliding against your throbbing walls is addicting, creating a high only your pussy adores. The veiny ridges provide a pleasant catch along your molten core, the lip of his tip adding to it, perfectly hitting that spongy part within you again and again. Your toes curl in your heels, and because of Taehyung’s godly pace, one of them falls off, bouncing on the bed and clattering to the floor. The other one joins it in courtesy of Taehyung.

“Gonna fuckin’ pump you full of my cum,” Taehyung grunts, curling up and hovering above you, forearms situated by your head. His pace becomes stilted, signaling his approaching end. “Until it leaks out of you, babygirl.”

You simply moan, which has him laughing. “Did I fuck my girl dumb? You’re so cute.”

Despite his impending doom, it doesn’t stop Taehyung from fucking you with fervor. No, he keeps going, pistoning into you, operating like a jackhammer.

“D-Daddy,” you croak, clawing at his ribs. The icy burn you’ve learned to love has begun to creep up on you, body trembling in expectation. Fuck, you’re so close. “‘M-M gonna cum.”

Taehyung groans. “Yeah? Gonna make a giant mess on my cock?”

“U-Uh huh!”

He hisses, brows furrowing in determination. Jaw clenching, Taehyung vigorously pounds into you, fingers tangling in the sheets by your head. Your noises rise in volume as your orgasm speed towards you like a bullet train, closer and closer until–

You scream, back arching like a bow, your soul dropping into the pool of euphoria waiting to embrace you. You loudly moan as its fingers caress you, stroking the most intimate parts of you while your pussy paints Taehyung’s cock white, not even aware of the clear liquid splashing all over the two of you. You sink deep into that pool, ascending into spaces you’ve never reached before. Your eyes grow heavy, and your hearing is reduced to a high-pitched ringing.

You shut your eyes to rest for a few seconds, just to wholeheartedly enjoy euphoria’s touch. However, when you wake, you discover you’ve been tucked under the blankets. You frown and sit up, only to pause at the feeling of cloth on your body. You glance at yourself. You’re no longer in the costume; rather, in a large oversized tee.

What the hell?

“You’re awake.”

At his voice, you seeks him out. He enters the bedroom with a bowl of your favorite snack and a glass of water.

“What happened?” you quietly ask him.

His lips stretch into a smug smirk. “You squirted. Hard. Then you passed out, but I cleaned you up and made sure you were comfortable.” He offers you the snack and water. “I bring refreshments.”

Your cheeks flare with heated embarrassment. “I-I passed out? From squirting?"

“Yup.” Taehyung chuckles, crawling into bed beside you. “It was pretty hot, not gonna lie. I came on your tummy instead of inside you like I wanted, but it’s okay. Your health and safety comes first.”

You shyly sip your water, leaning back on the pillow. “Did you like it, at least?”

“Hm?” Taehyung peeks at you. “Like what?"

You bashfully divert your gaze. “The outfit.”

A low chuckle. “I loved it, baby. You looked so pretty in it while I fucked you, and those tights… Goddamn.”

You quietly giggle, bowing your head, your hair falling and curtaining your red face. Taehyung brushes it behind your ear. “I loved it, babydoll.”

“Really?” You peek at him.

“Mhmm.” Taehyung twines an arm around your waist, tugging you close. “If you order another costume next time, tell me. I wanna see you put it on.”

“N-Next time?”

“Oh, baby.” Another chuckle rumbles in his throat. He presses a kiss to your ear. “There’s always a next time with you.”

© thekaykery 2023

[manawari]

Really really random thought

But if some of the S rank hunters had an S/O, I think it would go really badly if someone ever tried to flirt with their S/O anywhere near their proximity.

I mean, the national ranked hunters can essentially do whatever they want without consequences and it’s implied that they don’t hesitate to commit horrifying crimes if pissed off.

Some S ranks are definitely on the nicer sider though (cha haein, lennert)

Still, I don’t see it ending in any other way that a bloodbath for certain people(zhigang, thomas, maybe jinwoo)

The S/O would either not care and be completely desensitized at this point(maybe S/O is also a high ranking hunter used to horrific sights. Or they could really just not be bothered to care)

Or be totally traumatized(yandere?)

Side note, what do you think are the types for S ranks(personality wise)

Oh, good question!

But bear in mind, I already have S/Os in stored for these (most) S-Ranks, though I'd still describe it the best way I can:

Not going to include Dong-soo here because he does not deserve it.

Ma Dong-wook — I don't see him with someone. But if he does have a significant other, I'd say he prefers someone who is gentle and caring just like him. He's the type of guy who separates hunter life from personal life, so Dong-wook would likely settle for someone who keeps him grounded and forget that he is a hunter once he's with them.

Lim Tae-gyu — his coy and carefree personality matches with someone who is quite stoic and will be 100% done of him, but will cherish and tolerate him regardless, along with calling him out.

Baek Yoon-ho — Choi Jong-in.

Eun-seok — based on what we see of him only, he seems friendly and kind-hearted. He looks after people and protects them with every strength he has. I see him with someone who is mature and cares for people around just like him; I doubt Eun-seok will care what rank they are, but the moment his heart beats, he won't stop pursuing them.

Min Byung-gyu — his type is simple. Someone who understands him and loves him the way he does to them. He's the type of guy who will take someone out for a nice, sweet date, and then geek about history. He prefers to be with someone who is on the same level as him in terms of personality, since I don't think he'll go for someone tough, rather a person who has the cutest smile ever that can make his heart melt.

Choi Jong-in — Baek Yoon-ho.

Lennart Niemann — whether he denies it or not, his type is the exact opposite of him. He likes adrenaline, likely to give him headaches, but gives the best hugs ever.

Thomas Andre — someone who is done with him, but will easily melt the moment he shows a tint of affection.

Liu Zhigang — we know that he's a busy guy who protects his people and be his country's finest hunter alive, so I think his type should be someone who does not care about his status and treats it like it's not of a big deal like "oh, he's going out there to fight? Not even surprised."

Sung Jin-woo — he probably hasn't thought of what his type should be, so I guess he will just have to wait for his heart to "click" once he meets that certain someone, specifically who will appreciate him for what he is and on par with his skills.

Cha Hae-in — this girl has been exposed to spotlight ever since she awakened as an S-Rank, therefore a lot will only adore her because of what she presents in public, not her true self that she'd never show. She prefers someone who will see beyond that spotlight of hers and treat her like a human being, as well as not smelling bad for her senses, which will be a struggle for her to go on a date.

As for the Japanese S-Ranks, I sadly have no idea since my headcanons on them aren't exactly that big jagsajdgsdh (ask @pain-suffering-even if you still wish to know)

Side note: will it go badly if someone attempts to flirt with the S-Ranks' S/Os? That depends on the personality. If you're talking about the tough S-Ranks (including Eun-seok bc of personal headcanons), then you should pray for your dear life. As for the nicer S-Ranks, nothing to worry about, except that you'd get a death glare or they'll be clingier with their S/Os.

[one0p1nk]

What do you love the most about your current friends group?

//No order, I'm mentioning people from mundo server and some other servers btw

Beth -> I love my wife's gentle, softspoken nature. I hope Bethy can feel confident enough to tell me about almost anything because talking with her in the chat is always a blessing to me and i really want her to know that. It was never awkward when I'm with her even when she doesn't speak or not. I love her fav ships they're always so sweet/ih/not sure if it should be pun intended JDBDBDB🥰

Klai -> My henchwoman is incredible, idk but I feel like she has a lot of patience too when interacting with me--- always so understanding with everyone and would try her best to make everyone feel better despite of her own struggles. She's very generous, yes, and how she likes keeping up silly ramblings with me about worlds is what I mostly adore about her. Even solsticea has a special spot in my heart 🥺

Joe -> I love joey/p. They feed me art, they're my supportive dogboy/ih, and I'm glad they existed or else communion and doomed yaoi wouldn't have been in my dictionary DJHDDHDB in other words, I love their humor and friendliness makes me wanna keep them like a pocket friend/ih

Yami -> I love her vibes, I love her art, I love her art streams, I love when I talk to her, and I love her bc she's my angelfish/p🥰 She helps me walk away from dangers that try to reach me sometimes, is fun when she brings me to McDonalds while at it sniffles;;; thanks to her I'm very absorbed to ToD sometimes and still do that, how long was it since HDDBFBFB

Tae -> some of Shrimpy's humor stuck into me/ih and I love hearing her talk. Her voice is very calming to me that it makes me feel quite safe, it really sounds very friendly....;;; Her voice is also iconic i would wish to watch it in a lot of kinds of anime genres no matter if is piece of life or horror, it's incredible the way she narrates or voice acts dialogues in games on stream dhfbfbffb

Sleepy -> I like her art pieces. I want to draw as fast as her but I'd rather polish quality over time in my case since art styles really vary JDBFFBB- I like the moments when she’s glad to try and help people, and try to stay cheerful sometimes despite of the pressure she has to experience at times. I hope in the future these can flourish well and that she gets to achieve her goals somehow no matter how bumpy the road can be for her.

Lupi -> Lupita is supportive and wouldn't hurt me in any form;; despite that I don't see her as often as the others, I feel safe around her like I've never seeing her judge me before or is probably because I don't remember sobs;;; but yeah, she brings good vibes when we're hanging out heheheheh

Al -> I love Al/p for listening to me about Hana's reversed harem stuff and trying to learn dyanthus lore from me back at the lore wide discord server/ih. I love the times we gush over fnaf together too <3/ih and also freaking like how for some reason I imagine you as a squishy entity idk why/lh

Emma -> I love Emma and Tatya and Bartholomew and Georgie and everytime we interact really I love you/p, she has such great charisma and attitude it boosts my confidence and self-esteem a bit sometimes djnnddn saranghae pookie 🫶🌸

Fifi -> Fifita, my precious rat friend and portable incinerator room/hj, I thank her for letting me love and ship her blorbos and draw them JDDBBD her art makes me smile a lot even when she draws her scrunkles, Dreams of delirium is chef's kiss;;;

Anwyll -> Anwy is a new friend I just met, and I'm already holding hands gently with him/p. I love how we have this mutual agreement about pretty blonde boys BDDBFBFBFB--- I love their blorbos too, especially Nevi(hes so pretty i like making Lau rizz him a bit/ih) and Edvin (I love farmers, I think they're so neat as heck)

Mango -> He has a nice sense of humor, I'll take that---/ih I love his art, the way he drew my goofy son once, and how he named almost everyone in dinosaur parody(I'm still sobbing from that JDBDBDB;;) and he's nice to talk with when he's not sus and... confusing, I don't understand what he says sometimes but its best to not know 🤔😊/lh

Kory -> I nearly lost my friend, Korita. It could have been one of my greatest regrets 😔 but anyway, I love her blorbos, but what I mostly love is her been spoody as usual and just taking every problem like a tough one(she's trying her best okay/lh). A nice spooder. 🥺/pos

Mandika -> I get excited when talking to Mandita, it's either neat or concerning/pos. But nonetheless I like receiving these rare art requests from her, it's my excuse to laugh and cry internally at the same time as I enjoy seeing her giggles and go silly JDDBBFFB

Clown -> I love payasito's craziness, that's a very Clown thing to do- even if I can be skeptical when she’s acting 'normal' around their spouse Law sometimes/ih/j

Orange -> magical girl Naranja save me magical girl Naranja;;; SHES TECHNICALLY AN ORANGE!!! A POG, GOOD VIBES ORANGE;; sobs sobs 😭✨️ I love her ideas and her art feels like a cool fresco snacks, and her blorbos are so well designed and written I can distinguished them well JDBFNFN

Nakki -> My brother Nakki is not often around lately, but I appreciate the times he has the patience to teach me and help me with Minecraft/lh. I love his pink lemonade recipe even tho I feel like the way he makes it will be the one overuling my amateur lemonade skills anyway JDBFNFB

Skye -> turns out Skye is held dead and half alive??? But well I love them anyway, still o' glorious in my heart/p. They're the perfect definition of a laid back, modest pookie/ih

Sam -> I love Samito's writings and drawings they make me giggle and kick my feet hehehehehe.... and I recently discovered his Gepard rp interpretation--- I have mixed feelings but at least leaning positive because I love a good humor Geoard once in a while JFBFBGN they really inspired me to ship Orpehmi more often and ngl, it feels nice to covert into it/ih

I feel like I have more friends I haven't mentioned, but just so you know to all of them. I'm glad I've met you guys, you've helped me learn new things and understand from the lessons I have to take myself better with your support, understanding, and patience despite my occasional autistic awkwardness.🥰/lh

[buried-stars]

👀👀 rubbing my gay little hands together... 001 + bstars, 002 + shinjiham, 003 + franziska :3 ily

oh god oh fuck (under cut for length lol)

bstars

Favourite character: i love basically everyone but juyoung min i can never forget you

Least Favourite character: FUCK SEUNGYEON WE ALL HATE SEUNGYEON

5 Favourite ships (canon or non-canon): gyu-hyuk/do-yoon, inha/juyoung. that's it. unless you want to see me be really insane.

Character I find most attractive: juyoung

Character I would marry: ...see above

Character I would be best friends with: either inha or do-yoon

A random thought: hyesung definitely would wear heelies

An unpopular opinion: rash verdict is not a happy ending <3

My canon OTP: dont make me choose. gyuyoon & minnow are both basically canon

Non-canon OTP: seil/tae-yeon

Most badass character: inha and juyoung <3 they can girlboss without risking getting too close to the sun

Pairing I am not a fan of: any m/f pair or seil/hyesung

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): actually i don't think any of the characters apply here. like seungyeon sucks but she's supposed to

Favourite friendship: gyu & juyoung or do-yoon & inha. bestie squad

shinjiham

when or if I started shipping it: honestly it wasn't until i played p3p about a year ago where i decided to romance shinji on a whim and it changed my brain chemistry

my thoughts: when you're both doomed by the narrative but you're also desperate for human connection... choosing to love someone you know is on borrowed time... fighting for the sake of someone you may never see again... augh. augh. my heart.

What makes me happy about them: i like to think about them cooking together and minako sneaking scraps to koromaru when she thinks shinji's not looking

What makes me sad about them: what DOESN'T make me sad about them. how many ships do you get where they can BOTH die in the others arms.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: look i don't CARE that kotone is her canon name she'll always be minako arisato to me

Things I look for in fanfic: ....i'll read anything once! that's the life i live!

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: i'm not into any other shinji pairs but minako "patron saint of bisexuality" could easily go for aigis, yukari, akihiko, mitsuru, saori, rio...

My happily ever after for them: *smiles through my tears* very funny

franziska

How I feel about this character: ive adored her forever and i think she's really funny. her "little brother" is 7 years older than her. that's hysterical. when you're both traumatized but one of you hasn't figured that out yet

All the people I ship romantically with this character: it's literally just adrian

My non-romantic OTP for this character: i mean von karma siblings forever and ever they make me bawl. otherwise i like to think of her as being trucy's doting aunt and it confuses the hell out of phoenix bc he's never seen her be nice before

My unpopular opinion about this character: idk aside from being a frnmy hater i dont think there's anything i outright dislike about most interpretations of her...? i mean i think she doesnt go quite as hard on the fool/whip thing as an adult but idk

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: I WISH THEY'D LET HER OUT OF THE BASEMENT I MISS HER SO BAD also she deserved more specific dev. she was robbed.

My OTP: fradrian FOREVER <3

My OT3: n/a

[mocha000]

I may be busy during the week. But I am never busy when it comes to a new ch! (mostly...) CURSE YOU TUMBLR FOR FLAGGING LI! Hope it gets reversed soon.

Thank you for another great ch! I was so down bad for Joon throughout the later part of his scene! Pack alpha is big, hot, and loving omg!

I wasn't expecting a sweet/angst intro but it's nice. I'm not in a thirsty mood rn. probably bc work makes me tired :///// "He’s not- he’s not bratty the way that the others are. He won’t insert himself where he’s not asked for." I feel like this is more like people pleasing but idk. "He’s not- he’s not bratty the way that the others are. He won’t insert himself where he’s not asked for." Aww. "There is a small corner of him, a small part that may never heal, that always gets a little nervous during heats. A little scared. The pack is so mindful of it that if Hobi thinks about it too much he gets a lump in his throat." Noo.

"Waiting for his slow blink back, like one cat to another." AHH MY LITTLE KITTY YOONGI! SO CUTE! "Before- in his other pack (Moonbyul's pack) he'd been kicked out of the nest whenever he wasn't wanted. And now he's kept in the nest, not allowed to leave, treasured in it." THAT FUCKING BITCH TT "A knife no longer used, a sword left to rust and dull." very nice line. kinda hurt. "Is that how it is all the time? Is that how you love me all the time?" The lump in his throat made the words quiet. Jungkook's muscles bulge as he leans and watches, smiling, a little sleepy, eyes closing as he does it. "Do I make you feel warm?" "Like sunshine." "Like soup." Very nice details. So sweet TT

Lol: “Only you would find a way to equate sex to soup.” Jin had pushed at his face, playful. He and Jungkook always get so playful. It's endearing. “Hobi knows that I meant!” his hobi hyung TT "Hoseok's ears had perked up at that. His attention straying. Puppy? Is she talking to him?" "He kind of wishes he'd chosen a bunny or a bear or just a regular cushion. The weird frog stuffed animal…it sort of feels like it's watching all of them and judging." lol i want a picture reference. "In a few hours, someone will wake up with melted chocolate on them. It's going to happen; you can't avoid it." "(Yoongi looks to the side of the nest, mentally counting bottles of water and how much you'll need after this)." IM DEAD! YOONGI BEING RESPONSIBLE DURING THAT!

Hot: "The inside of your thighs has gone milky, a bit of cum dripping out of your stretched hole, and even Tae's sizable knot fails to keep it all in. Painting your clit all creamy and pink. Absolutely ruined, absolutely bred by heat standards. They'll be able to smell it on you for days after" "You're settled on top of her chest, head lying between her breasts. Swelling and bitten looking." "And then when you’d bitten Tae at the feeling. She had proceeded to open your legs, dispensing slap after slap, wet and echoic over where you were most sensitive. “Bad puppy, no biting.” "She’d spanked your pussy until you were swollen and red there until your clit was gushing around her fingers. Until you were sobbing against her chest telling her that you were sorry. Clinging around her waist, open face gazing up at her in horrified adoration. Begging for forgiveness. Kicking a little every time she brought her hand down." "He can feel you clench baby girl, I'm pretty sure he knows you like it when mommy's mean." Tae guideed your hands and makes you show Jimin above you with your fingers. Made you hold open your pussy so he can look at your clit and hole. Showing him. "Tell him, tell him how much you like it, tell him how much you like it when I hit this little spot." Tae punctuated it with another slap and your whole body shuddered" "She goes like that, again and again until you fall limp, not even twitching at every new hit, cheeks wet, eyes empty except for a few crocodile tears. Hands opening and closing rapidly- like you need to hold onto something but can't choose what. Your alpha's hands are too occupied taking you apart." "Kiss it better? My puphole?" Your voice sounds wobbly, unsure. Tae grins down at Jimin as if to say, see- I told you I could get her to use the word." "She breathes through her teeth as Jimin’s tongue switches from you to her. Back and forth like he can't figure out who he wants to lick more. Until you’re breathing so heavily that Hobi thinks you might pass out." "You look like you're being devoured by them." ooh! "Hobi might find it a bit too pornographic, the way that Jimin's lips go glossy from cum when he sits up a little. Readjusting now that he's hard between his legs. Licking them and smacking them before he dives back in. Nectar, that’s the only word for your slick that comes to mind when Jimin presses his petal-like lips between your legs, kissing you until you jerk, until his brain has gone truly quiet." :"Jimin’s tongue is long and lolls out like a puppy, lapping both at Tae's cock, a familiar velvet, and your cunt, wet and sweet." imagining his tongue ahh. "Tae growls, teeth looking sharp, “Good puppy? Got your treat?” she teases. You hold your hands to your chest, breathing heavily, looking dazed. Before her hands push him back down." shes so dom omg. "Jimin scrambles to lick it up, kisses and licks into your puffy hole, gasping a little, quickly devouring what’s slipped out and then searching for more inside. Bypassing Tae's cock and knot entirely (which is a first, there's little that Jimin likes more than taking his soulmate into his mouth, taking all of Tae down his throat). But he's quickly lost to the taste of your slick and a bit intoxicated by it. His tongue strains and stretches, Licking so deep that you scrabble, trying to push." damn! "When Tae pulls Jimin up by the hair, he's equally as gone, sharp teeth on display, growling and half purring, his tongue is lolling out, cum pooling there. He shows her, mouth open wide." "He does and opens his mouth to show Tae again. his pink tongue clear of milky spend and glossy syrup thick slick."Good puppy." She praises. Eyes glancing up to meet Hobi's, grinning at him. has she known he was watching the whole time?" ooh calling both of them puppy omg. "Who knows, maybe he likes it, maybe Yoongi's body needs your slick on the air, needs it like water."

hot pt 2: (damn havent reached the max text in a paragrpah before) "Namjoon does not show any evidence of the strain, cock hanging heavy, looking impossibly big and hard as he kneels in the nest completely nude, bending over where you whine, shoulders rippling." *heavy breathing* imagined big, bad joon got me thirsty. "You will take the pack alpha's cock in heat, no matter its size, no matter your comparative smallness. No matter how daunting the task might be." “Alright, I’ll let you lie there like the good little pup you are, no need to hold yourself up for alpha, my spoiled pretty little one.” SCREAMING! I NEED HIM! "Much like the first time you ever took him. Namjoon lies his cock against your stomach, showing you, measuring how deep he'll penetrate you. He reaches past your belly button." "Mouth in a cute little ‘oh’ blinking up at him blearily. Staring straight through him." cute mc. "Jimin shuffles a little too close, a bit too eager, and Namjoon growls. A warning. Namjoon calms his instincts after a second, still working his cock gently in and out of you. After a second his growl quiets to a purr, and he juts his chin, letting the other alpha's come closer." "“Ah,” Namjoon’s smile and dimples above you make you blush, more than the knot nudging at your hole. You’ve taken it before, you know you have, but it’s no less daunting. Your body feels no pain this time, none of the strain. “I should stop being so mean, but you make it so cute when you whine and pout, can you forgive Alpha?” this hot mf ahh. "You can’t make your mouth form words, can't say anything as Yoongi leans down and kisses your belly bulge, the unmistakable bump of Namjoon’s cock inside of you. He kisses your mating mark too. Stroking over your cheek." so loving ahh. "It's a bit of a strange ritual, two omegas showing dominance over another, but you're the lowest omega in the pack so of course your pack alpha needs a marking before he has you. You need to remember who that knot belongs to. You're only allowed to have it because Jinnie and Jungkook say you can (that an because it might be cute, the way you stretch and cry around it)" oh ok damn. "But it makes you hiccup when he pushes in and you realize you have Jin's and Jungkook's slick making you feel so wet. Not just all the cum. You probably shouldn't be able to feel the difference, but it's almost like it gets a little tingly, everything more sensitive now, the heat and friction, everything heightened." wow omg. "Namjoon takes his cock all the way out to do the same thing again, to re-wet his cock with Jungkook and Jin's slick but there's no need. He takes it out and you clench almost violently. Squirting wet, noisy, messy. All over his cock, all over his thighs and stomach really. “Ah fuck.” “I’m sorry I’m- hng” you try to apologize, but Namjoon does not hear your pleas, eyes fixated between your legs with a curious expression on his face. He takes both of your wrists in his hands, pulling you onto his cock in one hard thrust." so hot omg. "Whatever hidden sensitivity that always makes you so messy is stretched to the breaking point by his cock. your pussy actually might be a little broken with how much you squirt. little dribbles of it near constantly. It’s so hot, so fucking hot that every time he takes it out, you have what must be a mini orgasm, or maybe a full one. Namjoon’s not counting." drooling. "Jimin tries to bully his way between your legs, mouth open, almost drooling. But Namjoon pushes at his face the other alpha snarls. Tae has him nearly by the knot and Namjoon glances at her spitting out his orders. His hand stays under your knee while he rocks inside, not giving you a break, not even for a second to punish Jimin. “Get his collar. If he wants to use his mouth for something productive. He can clean up Jin and Koo.” PACK ALPHA!! "Some of it hits his face. It's so loud, so much. You've never squirted so hard." lol

"He’s usually the one they reach for after being knotted when they’re close to sleep when they need that final push to make the heat fever quiet. Hoseok is the whipped cream on top of the ice cream cake, the cherry on top. The best bite that you save for last. AWW! HES SO LOVED! "His wolf pacing back and forth the confines of his head, all but clawing at his chest to get out." Ooh ehehe. "The scent of your slick on the air is messing with everyone’s head." oh yeah. ohoho. "Who even needs blankets when you have Tae and Jimin draped over you like that?" My dream lol

"Yoongi takes a second while his mate is asleep to be with his first love" Omg that's such an intimate nickname. "The reason escapes Hobi- why he can’t seem to concentrate on anything when you’re awake and can’t seem to tear his eyes away when you sleep." LOVE! "Sometimes, if they've really been bad, jin and namjoon make the alpha's pop a knot outside of an omega, just to make them panic, just to make them promise to be good later." ohh interesting. "The charcuterie board that Yoongi got, full of plums and figs and cut persimmons and squares of chocolate gets jostled." his acts of love ahh.

"His eyes flicker to the scars on your lower back just once, instincts tugging, whine building. But there are other things to focus on. Other more important things than feeling angry or sad over things he can't fix." aww. "What do you taste like? Hoseok has never tasted it and is usually a little averse to the general way his past abuse went. But now? Hoseok has never been so curious, saliva pooling in his mouth at the slight glossiness that turns Namjoon's fingers sticky. A small spiderweb-like trail between his fingers when he parts them." oho im so interested to see how Hobi will act after tasting it.

"Your chest sloshes with the movement. A bit almost? Fuller looking than before? Have you always been so plush there?" OH?! lactating?? "The alternative is…a bit shameful to consider. Namjoon should be a good alpha, should be perfect, he shouldn’t be so in love with someone that just their hand on his chest can make him cum, but it’s close. It’s perilously close. That’s just the effect you have on them." Aww. but that's so cute though. "Hobi's cheeks are hot pressed to yours, where he nuzzles, hand shy, snaking down to feel too. And you’re so dizzy, so out of it at the attention. It’s so much, having them all here like this. Having them all touch you all at once. It's half worship and half curious, half heat and half molten love."

Damn that went by so fast. two long scenes. I want to see Hobi's reaction to tasting her slick omg! "well here you go! i listened! i put out a poll the other day asking what you guys wanted me to prioritize, this or the new edited version of chapters 1-5 and i listeneddddd i think i deserve a good kiss for it <3" thank you sweetie! mwah mwah! "editing the begining….i don't like this begining, it's too wordy but i couldn't figure out how to cut it down because i know hobi's supposed to sort of be the focous of this chapter but still- it's one of those things where i dont know if its just not interesting because i've read it so many times while editing or if it's just actually not interesting." i think it was nice to touch on.

"the more i read the mroe i realize how just anxious he is." yeah lol "she's got a cunnie or a puphole not a pussy. thats just how it is." ok lol i prefer puphole out of these two. but it didnt bother me much. "in my head, this is the stuffed animal that hobi gets her <3 i chose the one with headphones cuz it reminded me of hobi <3" is there a picture? i dont see it? "i have this headcannon that jimin actually /does/ become addicted to the m/c's slick. it would start slow, and every time he comes home from work he would kinda…man handle the m/c and eat her out. but then he does it again the next day and then again. and then offers to eat her out in the shower. and then one day when they're having dinner he gets down on his knees instead of eating, and pretty soon he realizes all he thinks about is slick and the pack bring it up and they have to wein him off of it slowly. keeping him on a leash and collar all the time. kept away from the m/c until his hormones calm down and he's not on the edge of rut all the time and he can be normal about it. after that the m/c's slick is only a very very special treat for minnie." wow damn thats very hot. actually pussy drunk.

"i don't think the m/c realizes it, but the reason /why/ she doesn't like to present is because the scars on her back are on display that way. she doesn't like going back up because i think…thats probably how she was posed when geumjae cut her up. it's very instinctual because she was probably in omegaspace when it happened (poor pup) so her omega is a bit traumatized by it." Oh... TT "i know the alpha's don't mention the marks on her back or her other scars at all, but i think it's because they've started to see her through them? like i don't think they notice them that much anymore because they've just accepted they're apart of her <3" aww. "stay tuned for the next chapter! i'll post a teaser for it the second that tumblr removes my ban!" CUSE YOU TUMBLR! GET MY BABY OUT OF JAIL! THE PRETTY PFP TT "love you <3 glad you came" love you!! :>

Before I Leave you (Pt. 78)

(Omegaverse au, Mafia au, Bts x Reader)

Summary: Hoseok is a good puppy, he'll wait until the pack alpha gives him permission to breed you through your heat. In the meantime, he watches the other alphas take you apart.

Tags: Heat sex, knotting, group sex, Sub! m/c, Dom! Namjoon, Sub! Hobi, Switch! Jimin, Dom! Tae, mommy kink, mean Dom tae, trans! tae, comparing knots,, oral sex + cum, Cumplay, size kink, big dick Namjoon, womb fucking, belly bulge, slight inflation kink, breeding kink, pussy spanking, pain kink, clit torture if you squint, overstimulation, squirting, messiness kink, inspection kink, omegaspace sex, humiliation kink, implied cuckolding, dominance displays, bite marks, biting kink, porn without plot, straight filth i'm not even going to lie.

W/c: 10.3k

A/n: the second part of this chapter has already been edited and is completely ready for posting so the second that tumblrs shadow-ban on me is over i will post it! stay tuned for her and hobi's dedicated scene :( it just got too long. This chapter will be cross posted on Ao3 so if you are struggling to read it here because of the ban, just head over to my archive to read it.

Previous part - Masterlist - First part

Hoseok is… distracted through the majority of the group heat.

The pack has been fucking most of the night away, it’s hard to tell exactly what time it is. It’s either very late or incredibly early and Hoseok still hasn’t been asked, still hasn't shuffled over to where you lay in the nest. There has been no pretty begging or expectant encouraging glances.

He’s not- he’s not bratty the way that the others are. He won’t insert himself where he’s not asked for. You are so overwhelmed- it’s hard for you to ask. The heat makes your brain feel like a bowl of scrambled eggs.

Hoseok doesn’t mind being helpful. Usually, that's how Hobi prefers to serve the pack during heats. He's always ready to rub away overstimulated tears or hold a fussy omega around the waist through their knotting. Or snake a hand down between Jin or Jungkook’s thighs for a settling hold around their cock.

It’s a lot for omega’s, Hoseok knows that. He’s ready when the other alpha’s run empty and tired, for when the omega’s are fucked pliant and ready for a cuddle.

Jin in particular is very very fond of cuddling after he’s been knotted and Hobi- as the alpha with the gentlest scent is usually in high demand and short supply. Especially this heat with yoongi mostly indisposed when Jin wants his snuggling and Jungkook Mia.

The other omega is not in the right place to help in any way, hopping from dick to dick non-proverbially. He takes Namjoon and then Tae and then goes back to Namjoon again. Hobi after- in the intermediate. When he needs to be fucked gently. His hole is a bit too tender to take cocks of unimaginable size.

You slumber after your first knot. fucked right off into sleep after tae has you. Sleeping soundly through the first night.

Hoseok knows he’s needed. Knows it in his blood even if his insecure mind is a little harder to cajole into understanding. Hoseok likes fucking gentle, in and out of rut, in and out of heat. Like Yoongi, slow grinds and thrusts that don’t end, a simmer where the others are a rolling boil. Gentling the comedown.

It's just not in his nature, especially not in heat.

There is a small corner of him, a small part that may never heal, that always gets a little nervous during heats. A little scared. The pack is so mindful of it that if Hobi thinks about it too much he gets a lump in his throat.

Yoongi sticks to your side like glue when he’s not too tired to hold his head up. But he does look across the nest, searching for Hobi's eyes, checking in with him. Waiting for his slow blink back, like one cat to another.

But this heat is not the same. Not at all. Because you are here, in the nest, feet away, inches away even. You set his instincts on edge, the protectiveness in him a hum like a bumblebee that's found its honey.

Hobi would feel unwanted in any other scenario. He had felt unwanted at the beginning when he was still settling into his place in the hierarchy and equated being at the bottom with being the least necessary.

He’d tried to be brave about it, had let the shame and humiliation of feeling lesser burn through him until finally- after weeks and months of feeling that way he’d confided in them.

Alone in the nest with just the omegas, just Jin and Jungkook, in an apartment building months and miles away from where you are now. Luxuriating in the aftermath of Jin’s most recent cycle. The afterheat a honey hum on the back of their throats. The omega looked glowing and satisfied but tired in the nest, freshly laundered around them.

And Hoseok had tried to get up, tried to get out of the nest to go get Jin some water to replace the various liquids he’d lost only to have Jungkook’s hands grip him tight around the waist and pull him back in.

“Do you need an alpha? I can go get them?” But Jungkook and Jin had shaken their heads, everyone else had been allowed to leave the heat nest finally.

But Hoseok wasn't.

Jin and Jungkook had shared a complicated glance. "Guard the nest for us?" Jungkook had offered and left Hoseok feeling very aware of the fact that that wasn't the reason why they asked him to stay.

Usually, alpha's clamor and fight and bicker to see who can breed an in-heat omega first. But Hoseok had stayed back, had stayed at the edge of the nest through Jin's heat again. Even when he'd asked.

Jin's omega tries not to take that as rejection but it's hard.

It's a bit jarring for Hobi too. Before- in his other pack (Moonbyul's pack) he'd been kicked out of the nest whenever he wasn't wanted. And now he's kept in the nest, not allowed to leave, treasured in it.

Hoseok doesn't know how to handle it. He squirmed. Uncomfortable with feeling wanted.

“Do you need something to eat too? Another towel? Another knot? I’ll get Namjoon I’ll-” Jin’s whines had been petulant and grating. Jungkook’s fluffy head, curly from the shower.

“No Hyung, just want you.”

“But why?”

Hoseok had finally put his worries to rest. Long talks in the nest at first felt scary to him. But once the novelty of being in an omega's nest faded everything lost its edge, and after a good long while so did the fear to grow dull in his chest. A knife no longer used, a sword left to rust and dull.

It helped that Jin had done it all while scenting him, rubbing their wrists together until his skin went raw, rubbed his chin over the top of Hobi's head so aggressively that his skin went chapped. Both of them explained.

“Fucking the others makes the heat feel hotter.”

“Especially Namjoon- makes me feel fucking rabid or something. Hurts after a while. Even if I want it. It's uncomfortable after the fact.”

Jin had nodded agreeing, “It feels very overstimulating, too intense. Too much, but you never feel too intense. It’s like- you know the feeling when you’re sick but someone hands you soup, and you go ‘Oh this is what I’ve needed?' And it makes you feel sleepy and warm instead of feverish and tired? That’s the difference.”

Jungkook had leaned over Hobi, head resting on his chest bitten up, cuddling into Hobi's body like Hobi was a place of refuge and not an empty vessel for their whims. Lump in his throat as he watches the two omegas tease each other.

“Only you would find a way to equate sex to soup.” Jin had pushed at his face, playful. He and Jungkook always get so playful. It's endearing.

“Hobi knows that I meant!”

They'd giggled and fought over top of him, and Hoseok had sat back and thought for a good long while.

"Is that how it is all the time? Is that how you love me all the time?" The lump in his throat made the words quiet. Jungkook's muscles bulge as he leans and watches, smiling, a little sleepy, eyes closing as he does it. "Do I make you feel warm?"

"Like sunshine."

"Like soup."

Hobi has grown up a lot since then, they’ve shared a dozen heat and ruts together, enough to get a routine going, enough to have a rhythm. 7 heartbeats and one goal.

But now there are 8 heartbeats and 8 packmates in the nest. Now, things are different.

Maybe it’s not the way every alpha would want to be wanted, but when Hobi thinks about it now- he still gets choked up. He’s usually the one they reach for after being knotted when they’re close to sleep when they need that final push to make the heat fever quiet. Hoseok is the whipped cream on top of the ice cream cake, the cherry on top. The best bite that you save for last.

Hobi knows this, that the pack often gives him a wide berth during heats because they want to save him for when they need him. Letting him adjust and come to them on his own terms, through his own choice. Only Jungkook ever gets truly demanding and forgets to ask for that yes. And by that point- Hobi is usually rattled enough by their hormones to toss away his fear and cave to his own instincts.

But that is not how your heat goes.

Unlike other heats. Hobi is distracted from the get-go, inattentive in his usual role of bringing up the rear. Hoseok has never had to force down his instincts like this before. Has never had them come out like this. His wolf pacing back and forth the confines of his head, all but clawing at his chest to get out.

It’s clear that the rest of the pack is feeling it too. The alpha's snarls and snaps. Yoongi's head is practically buried in the back of your neck. Tae had told Jimin off for teething at your neck for too long, turning the skin too red, too tender so soon. Namjoon has had to stop Jungkook and Jin from clawing their way over to you.

Jungkook's earlier snapping is all but forgotten now, settled with the pack alpha's cock inside of him, distracted.

The scent of your slick on the air is messing with everyone’s head.

No sooner has he been dragged away to help hold Jungkook through his knotting- one of many brutal bouts the pack alpha will put his omega’s through over the next 3ish days. No sooner is he a few feet away from you than the pull starts. Hoseok feels that ceaseless tug, telling him to look, like a magnet.

Jungkook tends to pass out a little when Namjoon fucks him. Needs someone to hold him, keep him steady, and wake him back up. No sooner has he combed Jungkook’s hair away from his sweaty face, than is his gaze immediately drawn to where you are covered by two of your alphas.

Who even needs blankets when you have Tae and Jimin draped over you like that? Your face is all that Hoseok can see, your cheek smushed against one of your stuffed animals. The one that is shaped sort of like an ugly frog. One of the ones you made Hobi scent during your nest making.

He thinks one of their knots is inside you at the moment. tae's dress is hiked up and Jimin is more laying ontop of both of you than spooning you. it's cute. like a big puppy thats convinced himself he's a lap dog. They Keep you warm and snug and safe through the night. Hoseok measures your breaths himself because Yoongi is wrapped up in Jin at the moment.

Yoongi takes a second while his mate is asleep to be with his first love. Sharing kisses and quiet words and sloppy mutual movements. Yoongi’s lips against Jin’s sweaty cheeks.

“Fuck, Namjoon always comes so much, I forgot how it feels to fuck you after he’s-” Namjoon grins and doesn't say anything, staring at jin and yoongi across the nest. looking a bit too satisfied for his own good. He fucks into Jungkook harder and the omega squeals. Hobi covers his mouth with a hand to quiet him and keep him from waking you three.

Contrary to popular belief, it’s actually the alphas that struggle to sleep through your heat, a good thick knot has Jin, you, and Jungkook going right off. It's getting Jungkook and Jin to sleep for good that's harder. They doze and wake every hour or so whenever the need to knot overcomes them.

But Jimin and Tae are fitful, Hoseok doesn't even feel the least bit tired and Namjoon shows no sign of exhaustion.

With instincts on edge and so many vulnerable packmates sleeping, the instinct to guard and help and keep safe sings with the sight of the rising moon, silvery and full through the window.

Darkness means danger. Nightime even more so. The alphas must stay awake, must guard the nest, and keep their packmates vulnerable bodies safe from anyone who might come near.

Namjoon's eyes flash in the darkness, hand on Jungkook's hip keeping the omega in place as he fucks him.

Hoseok loves the visible difference between the two of them. Jungkook's small cock is barely a handful or a cute little mouthful next to Namjoon's monster, fitting into Jungkook's hole easier now that his muscles are relaxed, but big enough that it's still startling. the size difference between them palpable. Jungkook might be muscley, but Namjoon is strong and stout where it matters.

Hoseok looks back at you, swallowing hard.  He saw you take Namjoon's cock back during his rut, but he was trying not to watch last time, trying not to get turned on by it. Now- now it's different.

His hand slides off Jungkook’s mouth, down to his chin, and the omega lets out another dry sob.

But you do stir, Tae lifts her pretty ruffled head from the nest and narrows her eyes through the darkness. Hoseok sees her move and hears your sleepy trill of displeasure as where you’re connected pulls.

Someone left the hallway light on, and it spills across the nest in a single shard light of yellow. Soon someone will get up to shut it off after the sun rises. A distant hour away. It cuts across your body, illuminating you in bright chiaroscuro.

He’s so focused on you and Jimin, the alpha waking too and leaning low, double checking if you want to go back to sleep or if you need more, that he misses the moment when Namjoon pushes his knot all the way in and thus the full body shiver that Jungkook lets out.

The same full-body shiver that he usually likes to be scented through. Jungkook says it takes the edge off.

Namjoon nuzzles forward, filling the spot where hobi's fussing should be. Closing Jungkook’s slack mouth with a nudge of his nose against the omega's jaw. The omega lets out a little ‘hng’ noise.  And Hobi looks back.

He ducks low a beat too late, nuzzling into the side of his face, “did so well. Took alpha’s knot so well.” The praise is routine, falls from his lips almost perfunctory, but Jungkook still hiccups through it, jerking with every pulse of Namjoon’s knot and mewling softly through the praise. Abdominal muscles tremble from the feeling of being filled. his orgasm So good that Jungkook's tongue lolls out. Eyes glassy with unshed tears.

“Good omega, does alpha knocking you up feel good in your sensitive little hole? Want more?”

Jungkook shakes his head, but Namjoon still grinds in deeper, pressing so deep inside him that Jungkook’s abdominal muscles strain and stretch. It’s not quite as much of a visible belly bulge that you have but it’s enough to make Hoseok feel his own grip on his lucidity strain.

But it’s only temporary. Hoseok looks back over at you.

Namjoon furrows his eyebrows at his packmate, hand on Hobi's squeezing in understanding. He rubs his chin over the top of Hoseok’s head, scent marking him, trying to soothe the edge of his scent a little surprised, a little bit nervous.

But understanding what is the question. The reason escapes Hobi- why he can’t seem to concentrate on anything when you’re awake and can’t seem to tear his eyes away when you sleep. Guarding your sleeping, like there is anything that could ever happen to you here in this room.

Hoseok wouldn't let it, Hoseok won't let anything happen to you. He doesn't need to sleep right? He doesn't need it. It can wait until after.

Hobi lets go of Jungkook’s mouth, lets him moan and squeals as Namjoon’s hand meanly snakes down between his thighs. Grabbing the little head of his cock between his thumb and forefinger and rubbing.

Jungkook can’t even squirm, can’t even do anything but half flinch, legs coming up to his chest, open and exposed. Little gushes of clear omegan spend dribbling across Namjoon’s fingers hot and sweet. Turning Jungkook's abs dewy.

"There you go sweething, make a mess for alpha, that's it Koo. Give it to me."

Hoseok watches Jimin move, his body lithe and toned, honeyed skin stretching in the light of pre-dawn, the shaft of light cutting across his shoulders.

Jimin settles between your legs as Tae holds them open, revealing where you're stretched open around her cock. Jimin's own cock heavy but only half hard between his legs, the lump in his black boxer shorts telling.

You are hazy and not all there. Sleepy after being knotted so thoroughly that you turned the blankets under you a darker shade of gray. The same blankets that Hobi tugged from underneath your form softly and placed in the hall where a big pile of them had already built up. Laundry to be done after this is all over. Slick soaked and cum stained.

Hoseok can still smell you a little, on his hands. Jungkook can too- nuzzling into them, a little feral. But Omega's often seek out each other's slick in heat, for comfort.

A look between your lets says you’re similarly filthy. While before they’d wanted to let you sleep, now Jimin’s eyes are bright in the half-darkness, focused between your legs.

The inside of your thighs has gone milky, a bit of cum dripping out of your stretched hole, and even Tae's sizable knot fails to keep it all in. Painting your clit all creamy and pink. Absolutely ruined, absolutely bred by heat standards. They'll be able to smell it on you for days after.

Maybe if Hoseok shuffles over, you'll let him sniff at your belly, check, and see if it took. If you're bred already. If you're not, then they should-

Hoseok blinks away the haze. Trying too- but it's so hard.

Your stomach has not started to swell- and probably won’t until Namjoon’s had you. But you’ve been smacking dab between Jimin and Tae for the last few hours, alternating from soulmate to soulmate. Tae had fucked you, then Jimin, then Tae again. They've given you enough that the loss of a little cum in your cunt will not hurt your omegan instincts or make the heat fever spike higher.

Tae's still knotted to you, and it shows no sign of going down, still tugging at your entrance, turning it taught. Hobi watches as Tae says something to Jimin and Jimin blushes. but Tae puts her hands on your thighs, hooking under your knees and spreading you.

You're settled on top of her chest, head lying between her breasts. Swelling and bitten looking.

That's from you. You'd bitten her up like that. Hobi had watched you do it. You’d gotten a little mouthy, a little squeaky. And Tae had sated your oral fixation in the only way she knew how:

You might be a bit obsessed with her chest, with marking the differences from the beginning of her transition till now. They're a little bigger, a little more fluffy against your face when you nuzzle. Kissing and sucking and rubbing your cheeks there because you love them. Hiding your face from the world between them when things get too overwhelming.

You like it, how warm they feel around you, on either side of your cheeks, how you can feel the thud of her heartbeat against your face. She's so soft. She's so pretty. You tell her that whenever you can untangle your thoughts enough to speak.

(Hoseok had knotted Jungkook the second he realized that you where worshiping them. or maybe it was just how mouthy Tae got that riled him up and made him knot early.)

It had been a pretty picture; your head balanced in the crook of Tae's arm, legs splayed and Jimin between them fucking you brutally back and forth on his cock, your head and body stationary while Tae touched your cheek, finger, and thumb pushing at them, stroking over your jaw. Her soft croon delicate and filthy.

“There you go baby, just wanted to suck huh? Just needed something in that little cute mouth of yours while Jiminie fucks you up huh? Are you feeling good baby? My cute little pup is so needy for a taste. Little hungry thing, what are we to do with you- What are you gonna do when Minnie puts a pup in your cunnie and you start to get milky huh? Are you gonna let Mommy have a taste of you then? How about here?”

Tae's wandering hands and the swell of her against the roof of your mouth had soothed you through your knotting. As had her fingers rubbing between your legs at that sensitive button that she loves to tug at, in time with her soulmate tugging his knot into your hole and back out again, half popped.

Jimin is always always mean with it, letting you feel the spot where he stretches you, pulling it back and forth over your sweet spot.

And then when you’d bitten Tae at the feeling. She had proceeded to open your legs, dispensing slap after slap, wet and echoic over where you were most sensitive.

“Bad puppy, no biting.”

Hoseok's ears had perked up at that. His attention straying. Puppy? Is she talking to him?

She’d spanked your pussy until you were swollen and red there until your clit was gushing around her fingers. Until you were sobbing against her chest telling her that you were sorry. Clinging around her waist, open face gazing up at her in horrified adoration. Begging for forgiveness. Kicking a little every time she brought her hand down.

“Sorry for doing what?”

“Sorry for biting mommy.” You’d sobbed. Trying to close your legs but unable to with how Jimin kept them open. Hole filled and clit on display. A toy under Tae's fingers. Your brain is a mess of mommy minnie, minnie mommy mommy.

"No no no honey, you'll hold yourself open like a good pup and let Minnie see, you know alpha likes to watch you. What? You don't want him to see how you like getting your cunny spanked? That even though you cry and squirm you really like it? He can feel you clench baby girl, I'm pretty sure he knows you like it when mommy's mean."

Tae guideed your hands and makes you show Jimin above you with your fingers. Made you hold open your pussy so he can look at your clit and hole. Showing him.

"Tell him, tell him how much you like it, tell him how much you like it when I hit this little spot." Tae punctuated it with another slap and your whole body shudderd

Jimin had grins and keeps working his knot inside your hole, puffy now, close to popping too big that he won't be able to take it out anymore. Jimin is good at knowing where that line is. He won't risk popping a knot outside of you. It's a painful possibility, one that would physically hurt Jimin, and mentally hurt you.

Sometimes, if they've really been bad, jin and namjoon make the alpha's pop a knot outside of an omega, just to make them panic, just to make them promise to be good later.

You tried very very hard to be good. but...tae and jimin had fucked you a little dumb. a little shy. so shy you could hardly look at them. "I like it when mommy's mean when she spanks my… my- "

"Your what pup?" tae's palm hits your clit hard enough to sting.

"My cunnie." you gasp.

It's humiliating, that she makes you say that, but it makes you drip and gush. She makes you beg for it, makes you beg for more until you're squirting just a little from every new spank. A few drops hit her fingers and Jimin’s cock, dripping and clenching hopelessly around him.

The pads of her fingers pause to rub your clit just a little, rubbing up and down in small movements and you're right there, right on the edge of Cumming. Only then does she pull back and tap it again.

She goes like that, again and again until you fall limp, not even twitching at every new hit, cheeks wet, eyes empty except for a few crocodile tears. Hands opening and closing rapidly- like you need to hold onto something but can't choose what. Your alpha's hands are too occupied taking you apart.

This is why Hoseok had gotten you that stuffed animal in the first place, to give you something to hug to your chest. Feeling a little broody maybe.

He kind of wishes he'd chosen a bunny or a bear or just a regular cushion. The weird frog stuffed animal…it sort of feels like it's watching all of them and judging.

And it had soothed you, soothed you to hold onto something plush and soft and gentle while the endless ups and downs of a heatwave tore through you. All of you that is anxious and scared turned small and blank by Tae's touch. Fucked dumb by both of them, until Tae has to hold your head up. Fucked so good you can't even reply when Tae tells you to kiss Minnie, to lick into his mouth, lapping a little, cute puppyish licks that she coos at.

"Now kiss Hobi, tell puppy thank you."

Your eyes had not focused on Hoseok, licking into his mouth, bent, sloppy. A kiss that tugged heat at his gut. "Tank' you puppy."

Tae doesn't stop once you're small and quiet- quite the opposite in fact. She tries to find new ways to make you react, pinching your clit back and forth, cooing at how puffy it feels between her fingers. Guiding Minnie to suck at your chest once he's knotted. The attention is too much, too much everywhere as Tae continues to tug between your legs, playing with you. too much until you really do pass out.

Tae is feeling a little guilty about that now. Pushing you so far, pushing you maybe to your breaking point. You're not sure what would have happened if she'd kept going, you show no hint of safe wording, not even a little. Although you'd squirmed and cried, you'd never told her to stop.

She had rewarded you with a gentle fuck, let you sleep without pulling out, knot hardly flagging. Now, Jimin murmurs something, something that sounds like 'hole check' and 'Jinnie will be angry if we don't-’ Tae holds you open while you hold the stuffed animal to your chest. For comfort. Because you need something to hold onto.

Your pussy looks…already a little swollen. Clit a puffy nudge. Glossy. But at least your hole stretched around Tae's knot doesn't look too red yet.

There are hickey marks up your thighs. Left there when Jimin just hadn’t been able to resist getting a little nibbly. Jimin often engages in sensory-seeking behaviors during ruts and heats. Nibbling, dragging his kiss across the same spot several times, repetitively rubbing like he's warming up his hands against the pack's prone bodies.

Jimin looks strong and lean. Shuffling forward between your legs, every one of his muscles poised and ready, looking thick and compact and very alpha.

If Hobi had ears, they’d be cocked in your direction.

Jimin won’t be ready for another round soon, but that doesn’t mean that your pleasure is over. Hoseok watches as he ducks in and says something to your ear, watching as Jimin plants kiss after kiss on your prone body. Crouches over you, slowly kissing down your midline.

Jimin gently parts your legs, and Tae holds you under your tights. “Don’t you want to show Jiminie where you’re messy pup? Tell me, baby, does she look all pretty stuck on my knot? Mommy’s sorry for earlier. Minnie will kiss it better.”

"Kiss it better? My puphole?" Your voice sounds wobbly, unsure. Tae grins down at Jimin as if to say, see- I told you I could get her to use the word.

"Yes baby, Minnie’s kisses are very very nice, I think they'll make you feel very very good. Can he pup?"

Jimin pets over your stomach, and you stare down at him, wide-eyed, as he touches your sensitive tummy. Alarmed, instincts are a bit too sensitive to be touched there. Across the nest asleep. Jin's upper lip lifts in a soundless hiss.

You settle back against Tae's test deliberating. "If mommy wants Minnie to kiss pup there then I guess…" You trail off, peeking at Jimin. Blushing and looking away. Shy. Omegaspace has never looked more filthy- and Hobi cannot tear his eyes away.

"What a good little pup, leaving it up to me, what are we to do with you huh? what did we do to deserve such an obedient little pup." You giggle, pushing Tae's face away with a slack hand as she kisses your cheek, your forehead, your nose.

Jimin presses a hand to your stomach, smiling down at the two of you, “So pretty puppy, mommy’s nocking you up huh, all deep in your tummy here right?”

You mewl and whine, squirming in your embarrassment as Jimin brushes his knuckles from between your legs to your belly button and back again. Searching for the spot where you both meet, where you're stretched and stuck on her knot still. Tae groans. Knot pulsing as you clench and Jimin's fingers circle where you're stretched. Coming away glossy.

“Cute little omega, bred so well that you can’t even think straight.”

The world spins, going hazy at the edges. Jimin guides your legs over his shoulders gently. Testing your body for the strain. Moving you slowly. Your fingers tangle in Jimin’s hair after Tae guides them there. Giving you something to hold onto.

Jimin likes it when his hair gets pulled.

Jimin shuffles between your legs, you don't immediately realize what he's doing, your mind fluttering away from the moment. Settling into that soft safe hazy place where your brain is a mess of mommy knot Minnie mommy knot Minnie want kisses.

But then he puts his lips around your clit. So sensitive, made puffy from your spanking and sucks, cheeks going hollow.

You yelp and try and close your legs, it's too much, every nerve ending on fire, so much it burns. Jimin doesn't listen to your squirming or squeaking holding your legs a bit harder as he sucks. lips moving, mouthing at it.

You let out small squeaks and gasps as Jimin works. Cleaning you efficiently. not letting a drop go to waste.

Jimin clearly doesn’t think it’s gross to clean his packmate's cum from your cunt. Loud slurps and small hums. Your chest heaves, breasts bobbing. Someone (probably Jimin) has left pretty bruises down them, your skin glossy and glowing from the attention.

This is what the heat fever demands. What you need.

“Minnie- Minnie-” Your open begging does little to stop Jimin only spurs him on, hooking his fingers into your cunt, trying to part you a little further around Tae's knot and lapping noisy and feral at what slips out.

She breathes through her teeth as Jimin’s tongue switches from you to her. Back and forth like he can't figure out who he wants to lick more. Until you’re breathing so heavily that Hobi thinks you might pass out.

Your head lols against Tae's shoulder, and the other alpha leans in and sucks at your throat. You look like you're being devoured by them. Tae's hands skim up and down your stomach, then to your chest, pinching. Teasing.

Hoseok feels a stirring in his gut, knot pulsing too hard for someone who’s already knotted twice in the last 24 hours. He gave Jin and Jungkook one each, but he’s never been unoccupied during one of your heat spikes. Hoseok’s cock twitches as he watches. He’s never liked watching quite so much. Maybe it’s just because it’s you.

Hobi might find it a bit too pornographic, the way that Jimin's lips go glossy from cum when he sits up a little. Readjusting now that he's hard between his legs. Licking them and smacking them before he dives back in.

Nectar, that’s the only word for your slick that comes to mind when Jimin presses his petal-like lips between your legs, kissing you until you jerk, until his brain has gone truly quiet. Your pussy tastes like the sensory equivalent of a warm bath. Another one of Jimin’s safe foods.

There’s something taboo about it too; taking the other alpha’s cum and cleaning it from you. Taking it from your hole into his mouth and swallows.  Warm and intoxicating and salt-sweet. You taste like them, like pleasure and pack. Jimin likes the way it makes him feel, warm and full and good. Usually, only omega’s get alpha cum so deep in their tummy- but Jimin is special. Jimin is a good alpha, so he gets it too, Jimin is-

Jimin cleans up everything, going slow and meticulous. Lapping up the slick and cum on the inside of your thighs, the cleft between your pussy and your leg, the warmth of your heat slit turning it all syrupy.

Any other time it would be a little gross. But Hoseok’s knot continues to pulsate half-popped between his thighs, near enough to Jungkook’s head that the omega’ can smell it, turning to nose between his legs, sniffing hard. Curious and still sort of crying.

Namjoon grabs Hobi's chin and makes him look at him. The pack alpha raises a knowing eyebrow, then taps his chin with two fingers as if to say, ‘Go on, what are you waiting for?’

But Hoseok doesn’t. Can't. Shaking his head and tucking his chin down, still too nervous for now.

(But not for long)

Hobi's fingers hover on Jungkook’s face, and the omega sucks his thumb inside, needing something to suck. Needing his packmate's skin on this tongue. Jungkook's tongue rolls against it, and Hobi wonders if that's how Jimin's tongue feels, warm and wet and hungry.

Your packmates have done well- you’re so full you don’t even fuss at the little bit slipping out. Jimin’s tongue is long and lolls out like a puppy, lapping both at Tae's cock, a familiar velvet, and your cunt, wet and sweet.

Jimin gets more and more aggressive about it as your slick works him up. Body reacting to it double time. Hips jutting forward grinding into the nest. So worked up from it that Tae pets through his hair and tells him to calm down.  

When she lifts his head, his pupils are blown wide, Tae growls, teeth looking sharp, “Good puppy? Got your treat?” she teases. You hold your hands to your chest, breathing heavily, looking dazed. Before her hands push him back down.

It doesn't take much with Tae's knot snug against your G-spot, just Jimin pressing, forcing a finger in, spreading you a little wider while he laps at your slick center, open-mouthed and flat passes of his tongue has you coming undone.

Tae hisses, knot half deflated and pushed out when you clench at the brush of Jimin’s teeth over your clit, sensitive, so sensitive that even a little kiss feels like fire. You cum and squirt, your packmates holding you through it.

He’s offered a whole new decadence for truly cleaning you up as a bit of cum (Tae's or Yoongi’s or his own- does it really matter?) Dribbles out in a small trail of white. The plop of it faint.

Jimin scrambles to lick it up, kisses and licks into your puffy hole, gasping a little, quickly devouring what’s slipped out and then searching for more inside. Bypassing Tae's cock and knot entirely (which is a first, there's little that Jimin likes more than taking his soulmate into his mouth, taking all of Tae down his throat). But he's quickly lost to the taste of your slick and a bit intoxicated by it.

His tongue strains and stretches, Licking so deep that you scrabble, trying to push. But Tae holds you steady, her cock limp and pretty pink against her thigh. Until you go slack again, completely at their mercy.

It takes Jimin a few minutes to finish, by the time he's done you're hiccupping against Tae's throat. But finally, after some squirming, Jimin lets you close your trembling thighs.

When Tae pulls Jimin up by the hair, he's equally as gone, sharp teeth on display, growling and half purring, his tongue is lolling out, cum pooling there. He shows her, mouth open wide.

She strokes over it once, twice, examining it before she tells him to swallow.

He does and opens his mouth to show Tae again. his pink tongue clear of milky spend and glossy syrup thick slick.

"Good puppy." She praises. Eyes glancing up to meet Hobi's, grinning at him. has she known he was watching the whole time?

Hoseok bites back a whine and looks away.

~-~

Hobi is having a hard time looking away from you, especially once Jungkook falls asleep and Namjoon rouses.

The pack alpha hasn’t slept a wink, but you’d never know it from the way that his bright eyes focus on you, his single-minded attention on the omega across the nest. Not sleeping, not really, not yet.

Jimin and Tae are on either side of you, not sandwiched you in like before. Both of them worn and tuckered out. Every few moments your body gives a cute puppy twitch, hands reaching out and sinking to the nest. Sleepily grasping for something you know you want but you can't quite wake up enough to ask for. Your heat fever leaves you sleepy and inarticulate.

A petulant whine builds in your throat, just barely, blinking awake, and Namjoon is already moving, pulling his cock from Jungkook’s hole with surprising gentility.

The charcuterie board that Yoongi got, full of plums and figs and cut persimmons and squares of chocolate gets jostled. In a few hours, someone will wake up with melted chocolate on them. It's going to happen; you can't avoid it.

Jungkook slumbers on, smacking his lips. Truly asleep. Fucked to bed just like he likes. Not even the lack of a knot could wake him. Yoongi and Jin are similarly sleeping a few pillows away. Jin's curled up with his head resting against Yoongi's chest, the beta's breath deep and even. Like he's trying to drink down as much of your pheromones in the air as he can.

Who knows, maybe he likes it, maybe Yoongi's body needs your slick on the air, needs it like water.

A deep growl, a pleased sound builds in Namjoon’s throat, primal. Your alpha letting you know he’s there. You blink up at him as he shuffles over. After a second, Hobi's creaky body moves. Shuffling over to help. To hold, to take his usual place at Namjoon’s side.

A whine builds in Hobi's throat too, but he bites it back and doesn’t let it slip out.

Namjoon does not show any evidence of the strain, cock hanging heavy, looking impossibly big and hard as he kneels in the nest completely nude, bending over where you whine, shoulders rippling. Flipping you over onto your tummy with a short chirp. A sound that is music to Hobi’s ears, leaves them ringing a little as he watches.

The part of you that is still there, that is still somewhat cognizant. Is a little intimidated at the sight of Namjoon’s cock, hanging heavy between his thighs. So big that it makes you ache already. You squirm away kicking at his thigh. An imitation of alpha rough housing, of your earlier fight to run away.

But Namjoon is just as instinct-driven as you are, chuckling deep and pulling you back by your ankles. Away and out from between Jimin and Tae, both of them stir and start to wake.

His growled out order of “present” is not something that you struggle to obey, head going hazy. Instincts going obedient.

But he doesn’t let you move on your own, puppeting your body until your hands and knees are under you. You’re sleepy, almost unable to stay up. Namjoon looks down at you fond, but unyielding. His hands move with a hidden sureness. A hidden firmness.

You will take the pack alpha's cock in heat, no matter its size, no matter your comparative smallness. No matter how daunting the task might be.

Namjoon will make it fit if he has to.

He parts between your legs, looking down and humming, fingers checking, making sure you’re open enough, plunging two fingers into you, then three, and stroking. Your spine arches, you moan, and Namjoon hums, pleased.

Jimin made you clean but your pussy lips are still puffy from all the hormones and attention. Jimin grins from where he and Tae stretch out, saying something softly to each other and sharing a gentle kiss. They like to watch, stretched out, half propped up on pillows.

Hoseok sits on his hands and knees, watching, waiting. Feeling a little lightheaded.

His eyes flicker to the scars on your lower back just once, instincts tugging, whine building. But there are other things to focus on. Other more important things than feeling angry or sad over things he can't fix.

Namjoon’s thumb taps against your clit. You gasp and drip, Namjoon adds another finger, grinning down at you as you take it. There's no real need to prep you quite as much as he normally does, your heat hormones have made most of your muscles into jelly and Tae has opened you up well for him. He's still a little cautious, still very aware that you are small and he is big. His fingers, his whole palm really, come away glossy.

Namjoon puts those fingers to his tongue and growls deep and low, pupils bright one second, then dark and blown just like Jimin’s.

What do you taste like? Hoseok has never tasted it and is usually a little averse to the general way his past abuse went. But now? Hoseok has never been so curious, saliva pooling in his mouth at the slight glossiness that turns Namjoon's fingers sticky. A small spiderweb-like trail between his fingers when he parts them.

Hoseok’s inner alpha can’t shut up about their omega slicking up so well, presenting so pretty, so eager and pliant through their breeding, not even a little bit of biting. Namjoon’s knot will have no trouble fitting, he can breed and keep you for good.

Hoseok likes the idea of that, the idea of Namjoon keeping you. If anyone could knock you up it would be the pack alpha, his big knot that already looks a bit inflamed between his legs, Jin thoroughly abused that earlier but you-

You look so small when Namjoon shuffles between your legs, cockhead bumping, sliding across your thighs, up the cleft of your ass and lying hard and thick against your spine. Sensitive and wet.  

Namjoon juts it back and forth, Teaseing you.

“ready to take your breeding like a good pup?” You whine and start to teeter. Before you fall, Hobi shuffles over, taking up a position on his knees. Similar to the way that Tae had you earlier. Half in his lap as Namjoon laughs.

“Okay then, I see how it is. Can’t even stay on your knees for your alpha huh? So spoiled you want us to do all the work. Alpha will be nice, Alpha won't make you present. Alpha can breed you any way you want.”

You fall into the nest, legs shaking too much to hold yourself up. Namjoon tuts, before gently turning you over onto your back. Your chest sloshes with the movement. A bit almost? Fuller looking than before? Have you always been so plush there?

You look a little swollen, maybe it's just because of Tae's sucking and Minnie's biting. Hobi pauses, something fuzzy in the back of his head tingling.   

“Alright, I’ll let you lie there like the good little pup you are, no need to hold yourself up for alpha, my spoiled pretty little one.”

Namjoon raises your hand to his mouth and kisses it before he places it on your stomach. Wordless. Letting you feel where he'll claim you.

Namjoon hasn’t had a chance to have you yet either, you’ve been bouncing from Tae's knot to Jimin’s, to Yoongi’s, and back again. The two alpha soulmates are reasonably possessive of you, and you in Omegaspace is something that Yoongi and Tae have the most experience with.

Namjoon’s hands smooth down your stomach appreciative. Almost doting. Waiting until you stop breathing heavily. Until the expansion of your diaphragm becomes less hitching. You'll get worked up either way, but Namjoon does not mind pausing so that you can breathe.

Much like the first time you ever took him. Namjoon lies his cock against your stomach, showing you, measuring how deep he'll penetrate you. He reaches past your belly button.

Between his legs, Hoseok's cock twitches and he resists the temptation to touch. To reach down and fist his knot for a bit of relief.

At the first press of his cock at your hole, you start to scramble and panic, squirming away from the girth, and the thickness, giggling all the while. If Alpha wants you to take his cock, he'll have to make you.

Luckily, Namjoon has backup.

It's all instincts, Hoseok swears it is, but he shuffles forward faster than a lightning bolt to hold your hips. His big hands on your love handles, fingers dimpling in where your body goes soft, holding you still so that Namjoon can press his cock to your hole and push.

Watching you take Namjoon’s cock is…something else.

Hoseok watches your face through it, staring at you through his fringe. Hobi feels want to stir in his gut as you go ridged for a moment and then slump as your body gives and Namjoon pops home. Mouth in a cute little ‘oh’ blinking up at him blearily. Staring straight through him.

Namjoon’s hand's fist in the nest on either side of you, pausing to touch Hobi's hip in thanks before he readjusts for a better angle and his hips push flush with a wet squelch. He stays home for a second, letting you feel all of him. The hot heavy length inside of you. Filling you up so completely so perfectly. His forearms bulge and he trembles and holds himself over you. Straining at holding back.

He savors it, the way your insides go hot and tight. There is no room to clench down, no room left in your tummy. No spot that he can't touch. Namjoon pushes past that hardness and into your womb oh so easily.

It feels like honey, feels like velvet. Fucking an omega in heat, fucking them so deep he goes all the way in is such a novel experience for Namjoon.

Hoseok curses low, and Tae pops her head up from the nest and pillow.

“God that’s so fucking hot.”

“Yeah?” Namjoon pants, knot feeling tight at being watched. But it's there- the little bump in your stomach. It's a small belly bulge at first, but then more prominent as Namjoon pauses, hand on your waist, making your back arch so that it's more visible. Reappearing every time he pushes all the way in.

It’s always a little intoxicating when the rest of the pack watches him. The way you stretch around him is purely pornographic, you really are so small that it looks nearly comical. Looks like it shouldn’t fit. It's hard to choose what to look at, the way your hole parts around him or the reappearing and disappearing bulge.

Even though you've gained weight, and a good layer of healthy chub covers you now, Namjoon is still too big to be hidden. The bulge in your stomach goes from just below your belly button to right above it. You can almost see the ridge of the head of it when he shifts just right.

You hiccup with every slight movement. Namjoon can feel it, the twitch of your diaphragm around his cock. Your hiccupping is so cute that he can’t help but look down at you and coo.

“Oh? Is it a lot? Is it too big pup?”

He thrusts in when you try to speak just to make you choke on your words. Just to make you hiccup again. Tears budding at the corner of your eyes, “Wait until you feel my knot sweet thing, I’ve got it just for you. Gonna keep it warm for me yeah?”

Namjoon takes your hand and presses it over your stomach, making you feel up and down his length while it’s inside of you. “Feel that pup? Feel how well you take alpha?”  

You blink up at him utterly gone, unable to string even a simple ‘yes’ together let alone a coherent thought. All of you is small and surrendered to the feeling of it. The edges of his body go hazy as he bends down to lap at the tears on your cheeks and at your mouth parted, the kiss sloppy and half feral.

The heat in you simmers until you’re bubbling until you're the silvery feeling of molten metal. You're the dripping sugar off of a spoon.

Getting fucked by the pack alpha is the closest thing to religion that you'll ever know. Transforming your body and turning it from a place of pain into pleasure. The closest thing to a drug that you'll ever do. You giggle almost high from it.

Your toes curl and Tae and Jimin shuffle over to watch. Falling into line at Hobi's side. Settling in to get a better view of the pack alpha breeding you. You can't tell if it's embarrassment or the heat that making you feel so hot, so- so-

So wanted. Not possessed but desired. Not lusted after but devoted to.

The pack alpha is here, the pack alpha has you. He's showing you what it means to be a member of his pack, and the others are watching, learning how to breed you, feeling the full weight of his dominance, and waiting their turn like the good alpha's that they are.

They look like they want a turn, hungry eyes roaming your body, staying fixed on your tummy. At Namjoon's bulge popping in and out of existence.

Namjoon is the pack alpha for a reason and that reason makes you choke on your own breath when he slides all the way into the hilt. Hand still pressed over that spot. Feeling himself through you.

When he presses down, you see stars. Spots of bright pleasure dance behind your eyelids. You push at his hand a little panicked, but Namjoon just chuckles down at you.

Jimin shuffles a little too close, a bit too eager, and Namjoon growls. A warning.

Namjoon calms his instincts after a second, still working his cock gently in and out of you. After a second his growl quiets to a purr, and he juts his chin, letting the other alpha's come closer.

The fit is so tight, so tight and wet that you drip down onto the nest. You scrabble, pushing, clawing. Pawing at the nest, trying to find something to hold onto as you feel Namjoon’s gargantuan knot press into your hole. Just as intimidating to take inside your heat as outside of it.

Hobi grabs your hand, holding you through it, wordless, licking his lips and watching.

“Fuck- fuck it’s your fucking slick that has me- fuck-” but Namjoon’s not too embarrassed about popping a knot so quick. It will be a while until he can’t fuck into you. Your body is pliant and poised to take it. But even Jinnie doesn’t make Namjoon lose his cool approximately 2 seconds into fucking.

It’s just your effect on them. Just your slick. It has to be. The alternative is…a bit shameful to consider. Namjoon should be a good alpha, should be perfect, he shouldn’t be so in love with someone that just their hand on his chest can make him cum, but it’s close. It’s perilously close. That’s just the effect you have on them.

“Wan' it, want it please. Please alpha?”

“Ah,” Namjoon’s smile and dimples above you make you blush, more than the knot nudging at your hole. You’ve taken it before, you know you have, but it’s no less daunting. Your body feels no pain this time, none of the strain. “I should stop being so mean, but you make it so cute when you whine and pout, can you forgive Alpha?”  

Namjoon makes you feel so quiet, so dizzy, you let out a little ‘ah ah ah's at every thrust.

Every time his cock goes all the way in there are hands on you. The pack's hands. Feeling up Namjoon’s cock through your body cupping it until he growls. Making the fit feel tighter if that's even possible. someone touches your lips, your chest, your throat. there are hands everywhere on you.

"Come on Hobi don't you want to feel? It's so strange-" you mewl, but it falls on deaf ears as he tentatively reaches out, his growl a pitch higher than Namjoon’s. It rouses not only Yoongi, fluffy head perking up from across the nest but also Jinnie and Jungkook.

The whole pack wakes up to watch the pack alpha knot you.

You're so dizzy, so lost to the feeling of Namjoon fucking you, everything falls over you like ripples. One sensation after another, one packmate after another.

You can’t make your mouth form words, can't say anything as Yoongi leans down and kisses your belly bulge, the unmistakable bump of Namjoon’s cock inside of you. He kisses your mating mark too. Stroking over your cheek.

Namjoon’s stomach goes glossy, and the pleasure ripples over you in unending waves. Like the ocean is tugged along by the moon so is your pleasure tugged along by the attention of your pack. Everyone praises you. Jungkook’s giggle, nuzzling into your stomach. “Pups getting pupped.”

Jin drags his teeth, someone cups your cheeks and preses a kiss to your temple. “Wow, it’s like- so noticeable. I’m sort of surprised can you feel this?”

"Yes." Namjoon's voice is so deep, you've never heard it like this. Jungkook presses down on your tummy making you whimper. He ignores you.

"How about this-" he catches Jungkook's hand, he's heat-addled even if he is momentarily lucid.

"Yes Koo, I can feel it. settle."

Tae tucks a lock of hair behind your ear, “We can tell exactly how far Joonie is inside of you sweetheart, do you like it?”

“So sweet.” Jin presses his face into the bulge, nuzzling into it, scenting it so that everyone knows both of that- all of this is his.

“Hyung, can I go next? I wanna feel it too.”

“Minnie you’ve already had your turn, let Hobi have it, you know how much he loves sloppy seconds.”

Hobi's cheeks are hot pressed to yours, where he nuzzles, hand shy, snaking down to feel too. And you’re so dizzy, so out of it at the attention. It’s so much, having them all here like this. Having them all touch you all at once. It's half worship and half curious, half heat and half molten love.

At their prodding, Namjoon reaches over. Jin and Jungkook sit side by side presenting. Namjoon takes a bit of slick from Jin's hole, and then Jungkook's, gathering it on his knuckles and fingers before he pulls. Out of you and uses it. Rubs it up and down his already glossy cock.

He's extra wet at the tip from cum, from the others that went deep enough that Minnie couldn't quite clean it up. All of it is now pushed out around Namjoon because you simply couldn't all fit.

A tiny drop of it drips down the cleft of your pussy, your entrance winking at them. trying to clench around nothing.

It's a bit of a strange ritual, two omegas showing dominance over another, but you're the lowest omega in the pack so of course your pack alpha needs a marking before he has you. You need to remember who that knot belongs to. You're only allowed to have it because Jinnie and Jungkook say you can (that an because it might be cute, the way you stretch and cry around it)

But it makes you hiccup when he pushes in and you realize you have Jin's and Jungkook's slick making you feel so wet. Not just all the cum. You probably shouldn't be able to feel the difference, but it's almost like it gets a little tingly, everything more sensitive now, the heat and friction, everything heightened.

Honestly, heats are so filthy. You'll blush at half of this once you're cognizant enough to feel embarrassed.

Namjoon takes his cock all the way out to do the same thing again, to re-wet his cock with Jungkook and Jin's slick but there's no need. He takes it out and you clench almost violently. Squirting wet, noisy, messy. All over his cock, all over his thighs and stomach really.

 “Ah fuck.”

“I’m sorry I’m- hng” you try to apologize, but Namjoon does not hear your pleas, eyes fixated between your legs with a curious expression on his face. He takes both of your wrists in his hands, pulling you onto his cock in one hard thrust.

“Sorry for what pup? Sorry for this?”

“wait Joonie- wait-“ you’re panicked but he just grins. Your alpha knows what you can take, he knows and you’ll take what he can give you. He puts it in and takes it out again, and gets the same result.

Wet slick, squirting s bit less than before. Your back arches and you let out that cute little sound again, deep in your throat. A choked dry sob.

Namjoon puts his hand over your pussy the next time he does it, putting it in gently and jerking it out rough, but yeah- you squirt every time, every time your body has to clench closed around the emptiness.

Whatever hidden sensitivity that always makes you so messy is stretched to the breaking point by his cock. your pussy actually might be a little broken with how much you squirt. little dribbles of it near constantly. It’s so hot, so fucking hot that every time he takes it out, you have what must be a mini orgasm, or maybe a full one. Namjoon’s not counting.

Namjoon wonders how many more times you can do that, how many more times he can make you squirt before you’ve got nothing left. Before you’re dry and fucked out and settled.

Alpha’s need to settle their omega’s don’t they? Namjoon shouldn’t stop until you’re empty. Until you're milked dry.

(Yoongi looks to the side of the nest, mentally counting bottles of water and how much you'll need after this).

Namjoon smears your slick across your tummy bulge with a dark laugh.

“So fucking cute-”

Jimin tries to bully his way between your legs, mouth open, almost drooling. But Namjoon pushes at his face the other alpha snarls. Tae has him nearly by the knot and Namjoon glances at her spitting out his orders. His hand stays under your knee while he rocks inside, not giving you a break, not even for a second to punish Jimin.

“Get his collar. If he wants to use his mouth for something productive. He can clean up Jin and Koo.”

You mewl, crying, overstimulated tears wetting your cheeks. crying openly at the feeling of namjoon splitting you open. spots dance in your vision and you feel like you actually are going to pass out.

“Ah, I think she liked that.”

"The growling?"

"Probably Joonie throwing his knot around." Namjoon looks up at Jin a look so feral and dominant it makes the pack omega blush all the way from his ears to his stomach.

"You seemed to like it too when I was knot deep in your-"

Your head lolls to the side. you loose track of time. namjoon's cock twitches inside of you and he keeps fucking you. Each of them, one after the other, bends down to kiss you. You’ve got hands on your cheeks, kisses to your scent gland and someone bends down to give you a hickey and it’s- it’s so much.

Alpha is gonna breed you- gonna breed you so well that you won’t be able to stop it taking. You can tell- cock’s like his aren’t just for nothing. You know that he’s going to knock you up. Your omega is purring in your chest, the heat spiking at the prospect of it so hazy and out of it. 

“Little omega, gonna fill you” he growls out, palm pressed flat to your stomach. “Feel me here yeah?”

You claw at the nest again when Namjoon knots you, choking when he pushes it in, slick dribbles from your clit, you’ve basically been constantly squirting. Through all of it, but the gush when Namjoon’s knot pops home is-

Some of it hits his face. It's so loud, so much. You've never squirted so hard.

warmth fills you from the inside out, so much of it, soaking you on the inside, filling you up. thats the fullness you where craving, the heat your body needed. you settle back against the nest, only half conscious.

Namjoon's fucked you so good, you don't even apologize for squirting all over him.

When Jimin claws his way over after thoroughly cleaning both Jin and Jungkook of the pack’s spend. He laps it from Namjoon’s face. Jin holds his collar through all of it. The slick on his chest, the slick on his neck, his face.

Only once Namjoon is nice and kissed clean, do the pack alpha and pack omega guide Jimin lower.

~-~

Come tell me what you liked about this chapter!

Notes:

well here you go! i listened! i put out a poll the other day asking what you guys wanted me to prioritize, this or the new edited version of chapters 1-5 and i listeneddddd i think i deserve a good kiss for it <3

editing the begining....i don't like this begining, it's too wordy but i couldn't figure out how to cut it down because i know hobi's supposed to sort of be the focous of this chapter but still- it's one of those things where i dont know if its just not interesting because i've read it so many times while editing or if it's just actually not interesting.

i think that hoseok was really worried that he would be afraid of the m/c in heat, but he's actually really afraid for the m/c in heat and that he's not very prepared to handle. he's just a head full of worries isn't he. the more i read the mroe i realize how just anxious he is.

listennnnnnn i kjnow everyone said they didn't like it when i used the word cunnie in the poll but cunnie is my favorite word to use for pussy when the m/c is feeling small and- and- and- it's so /cute/ alright. i can't not use it. she's got a cunnie or a puphole not a pussy. thats just how it is.

in my head, this is the stuffed animal that hobi gets her <3 i chose the one with headphones cuz it reminded me of hobi <3 i argued with myself a little if i should tag this chapter with plushophilia, lmk if i should add it

listen, i know the tenses get fucked at the part where hobi is remembering jimin and tae and the m/c but i honestly don't care. english is my first language but i aim to be as disrespectful with it as possible. the horny brainworms made me dumb. it doesn't matter if its gramatically correct it just matters if it's /hot/

i have this headcannon that jimin actually /does/ become addicted to the m/c's slick. it would start slow, and every time he comes home from work he would kinda...man handle the m/c and eat her out. but then he does it again the next day and then again. and then offers to eat her out in the shower. and then one day when they're having dinner he gets down on his knees instead of eating, and pretty soon he realizes all he thinks about is slick and the pack bring it up and they have to wein him off of it slowly. keeping him on a leash and collar all the time. kept away from the m/c until his hormones calm down and he's not on the edge of rut all the time and he can be normal about it. after that the m/c's slick is only a very very special treat for minnie.

i don't think the m/c realizes it, but the reason /why/ she doesn't like to present is because the scars on her back are on display that way. she doesn't like going back up because i think...thats probably how she was posed when geumjae cut her up. it's very instinctual because she was probably in omegaspace when it happened (poor pup) so her omega is a bit traumatized by it.

i know the alpha's don't mention the marks on her back or her other scars at all, but i think it's because they've started to see her through them? like i don't think they notice them that much anymore because they've just accepted they're apart of her <3

stay tuned for the next chapter! i'll post a teaser for it the second that tumblr removes my ban!

love you <3 glad you came

[yichens]

10 Characters

tagged by the lovely @i-got-the-feels​​ ♥ thank you a ton! am trying to keep this short (and not too serious so forget about cool character analysis for now sigh) bc tumblr crashed. or my old laptop crashed? when i started this the other night but i won’t be giving up so here goes.

(my love for my blorbos is overflowing so placing all of it under a cut to spare ppl who do not care! but please do know i care about all of your blorbos a ton ♥)

so tagging in return: @dimpledpran @i-am-just-a-kiddo @ashenlights @psychic-waffles @s1utspeare @talaypuens @laowen​ @snimeat @luna-lina @machikeita​ @eohachu ♥

Fah (Mek Jirakit) Sky in Your Heart

- if i had to pick a (fictional) doctor, this would be the guy ♥ - deserves care and understanding more than anything else, so happy prince is giving that to him (communication! my biggest kink!) - an overgrown puppy on the inside, fighter on the outside - will charm you, your mom, and the whole of your friend group. with one smile. - will be a brat about it

Puen (Jimmy Jitaraphol) Vice Versa

- living his missed childhood in the other universe as he should bc he deserves to be himself for a moment - actually the gentlest man alive - owner of the puppiest puppy eyes you've ever seen, pls don't tell him no - unhinged, horny, and absolutely insufferable. i’m obsessed. - loves taking care of others but is actually a baby ♥ (- jimmy my beloved, i adore thee)

Nam Seonho (Woo Dohwan) My Country: The New Age

- my poor little meow meow. pathetic. broken. doer of evil deeds yet forgiven and loved ♥ - looks absolutely fantastic tortured and wet. i apologize for saying this (not) - his smile is his greatest weapon, be glad he doesn't get to use it too often (which is to say: give him happiness or else) - i would go to war for him, guess me and hwi have something in common - i would also kill his father for him so. idk. hwi take good care of him or i will replace you?

Riku (VA: David Gallagher/Mamoru Miyano) Kingdom Hearts

- i know maybe 10% of his whole story but he's my blorbo by choice - the emo boy of my heart ♥ - cool hair my dude, glad it's smaller now - i cry every time he's on screen while i play kh3 bc he's just So Good - did i tell you he's a cliché emo boy antagonist(?) bc he totally is

Cha Siwon (Kang Eunbin) Blueming

- never will move on from his story arc and all that happened there - he just really gets it. he really gets how hard it is to be loved in the wrong ways, in the ways you cannot enjoy, and then trying to accept the right ways, the ways you can enjoy ♥ - one of the best bl characters i've ever had the pleasure of watching - no one is allowed to hurt him - cradle him and tell him he's good the way he is, i beg

Bai Choufei (Liu Yuning) Heroes

- i have never ever before been this angry for a fictional character - like yeah i know he's The Worst but he deserved better (from the writers) and i will fight about that - he loves wang xiaoshi so much it's making me want to howl - the prettiest ♥ like pls if evil why so sexy - catch me talking about his final "it hurts" line even when am 80yo and in a retirement home, that shit hurted (- liu yuning the man that you are ;; ♥)

Tin (Tae Darvid) Triage

- now i feel bad about picking fah as my doctor guy bc tin's here too but ER is different i swear - the character development for him? phenomenal - someone who loves cats cannot be a bad guy - goofiest and the most endearing smile, i love he ♥ - his willpower so strong i bet it would've brought him back from the dead even without tol

Kan (Neo Trai) The Eclipse

- there are parts of me in this boy and i hate staring into the mirror every friday - but at the same time all i wanna do is pick him apart bc he's Me - if i could collect his smiles into a jar and keep that for the dark days of winter i would - he is so soft it's driving me insane ;; like who hurt you, i will fight them - never thought i'd love a neo character like this, yet here we are ♥

Five (Aidan Gallagher) The Umbrella Academy

- my fave 15yo grandpa, an absolute icon for us old souls - the best humor ♥ - so young, so old, so tired of this bullshit we call life. why must we remain - the oldest brother yet gets zero respect in that household - i actually adore how smart he is yet he's also just So Dumb (but does this family even own a braincell? questions for the universe)

Theo (Book Kasidet) Enchanté

- when we ignore the ending of this show, he truly is my beloved ♥ - theo losing his faith to love hit me like a truck. i never recovered. - i am so happy he got his own love tho, happiness looks so good on him ♥ (and so does marriage! thank you vv for that ;; new forcebook series when????) - the maker of chaos, the doer of tiny evils. cat behavior i'd say - his closet is to die for

thank you once more for tagging me and thank you for reading! let's see again, maybe next year, with yet another random assortment of characters :'D 

[jellifysh]

OH SHIT OH SHIT WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN. I FEEL THE NEED TO MAKE A LONG REVIEW SO HERE WE GO:

- mc sitting in yoongi's lap and the subtle double sense, that made me laugh so much.

- GOOOD they're so grateful for her and happy she's around :( the moment jin said he wanted everything to be perfect for her and then wanting to kiss her. UGH jungkook also wanting to kiss her aaaaaaaa.

- "When had his heart accepted you as his own? Probably the moment he saw you" CRYING.

- the mentions of vmin and namjin, yes i love themmmm.

- "That’s usually a thought he had when the hyungs were being cute, him stopping them in the middle of whatever they were doing with a kiss on their lips and watching the adorable way their brain would stutter once they registered it. Why did he want to kiss you like he did his hyungs?" EEEEK I WAS SMILING LIKE AN IDIOT WHEN I READ THAT. HE IS SUCH A SWEETHEART.

- Tae not doing anything until he knows his lovers feel the same - his loyalty omfg.

- the small intimate acts with hobi, the jealousy she tried to mask as helping him out. i loved how he made her sit with her back against his chest.

- namjoon saying he'd drop everything to go to the beach with her. that's it. them goofing around in the bath tub!!!!! namjoon just reminiscing.

- jimin slowly realizing he's in love - "He felt complete. Really, truly complete, knowing that you were the piece they needed. Nothing brought them together like you.He felt complete. Really, truly complete, knowing that you were the piece they needed. Nothing brought them together like you." this was it for me, this was so so beautiful.

AND FINALLY: THEM AGREEING THEY LOVE MC AH

"They all shared a look, coming to agreement. “Yeah. Let’s make her ours.” she is already yours don't doubt it omfg.

I just wanna finish this by saying once again: thank you for all the amazing pieces you write, you make my Wednesdays so worth it. happy everything is slowly falling into place.

:D you're welcome ! I try to make you all happy

the scene where she sits in Yoongi's lap was so hard for me to write, i was unsure how much emphasis to put on it, but I think it came out well, jin just wants you to be happy like his loves bc he loves you 🥰🥰🥰 i throw vmin into every chapter, they're soulmates how could I not? And jk is just a baby boy, he likes seeing you feel comfortable around them,, and tae has been holding himself so hard 😭 i think out of all them tae has held back the most,, hobi on the other hand is done holding back, and so is jimin, you're theirs now, but you already were 😌

[roo-bastmoon]

May I bounce a theory by you? I have the upmost respect for your blog. Found BTS at KCON in LA for a work function & realized my son & friends were listening to this same music back home in Van, BC Canada. I was at Rosebowl and I missed “The Moment”. I am embarrassed to admit it. Had to ask what the cheering was about. Then I became interested. Joined Tumblr when knee injury sidelined me a few months ago. Watched all their stuff when it came out after long 14 hour shifts. I thought I remember seeing a clip where Jimin says Jungkook doesn’t want to be called a baby, or babied and right about that time their BTS Brand personas change. Jungkook shows his strength and Jimin his delicate side. For the required Idol portion although all members participate for required fan stuff, when they are following the schedule of the day, it is often Jimin that is babied, not Jungkook. But that would make more sense, wouldn’t it? Jimin is demonstrative with his fellow band members, whom he loves with every inch of his soul. They draw strength from his hugs, reassurance and quite wisdom. I think it works until Jungkook’s kept away from Jimin too long or Jungkook misreads a situation. There’s a few interviews in the US where I wanted to scream at these western reporters, hosts, crew etc. The man handling celebrities are subjected to is sickening and I feel it was shocking for the members. But I can see in the way Jimin carries himself that he knows exactly what’s being asked of him by the hosts. And he delivers. Every single time. Jimin is a mega watt, blow your mind, star. He turns to the camera and holds that gaze. Just like in their MV. Tae does this too with his swag, jazz, vibe and Jungkook with his playful bad boy image and J-Hope - oh my sunny hope went to woo sexy hope in those shorts! Lol. So the manke line, vocal line, dance line Jimin, J-hope, Jungkook and Tae all took those roles it seemed to me anyway with Jin, Suga, and RM taking the Rap, Hyung roles. Everyone was saying Jikook broke up in 2019-2020 but what I saw was huge tension prior to that in their live performances. Do you think the new contract had guaranteed camera time for some and guaranteed musical lines for others. No shade to the members. I adore them all. I just wonder about how they were sometimes past managed. I am a huge supporter and will say they have each other’s backs from all appearances. I believe they do love one another and Jimin and Jungkook’s relationship is not the only one within that group. There’s footage of skinship or something else going on and not a word of criticism anywhere. Not a peep. Do you ever wonder if they all sit around and joke and say ok, today you two, why don’t you xxxx and xxxd during the broadcast? And the next day… they review social media and laugh because there’s no mention until a certain manke line is involved. My last ponder: Jimin’s contract invoved dancing because Big Hit didn’t need him to sing. Suga discovered his amazing voice. There’s lots of footage showing their bond and it’s no understatement to say that Jimin supports the members emotionally and mentally. Here’s my theory: He’s the man you go to when you’re down, lonely. You can see the footage of his loving hugs. Jin will make the biggest ass of himself to make you smile. RM will defend you to the ends of the earth in the media as well as protect you. J-hope lovingly cares for you. He keeps you on schedule, calms your nerves. Suga provides the wisdom and the bulk of the BTS material. He mentors the artist side of members. He solves the squabbles by listening to both sides, acting as a mediator not a judge. His emotional intelligence is so underrated. J-hope and Jimin mentor the members in the dance side. J-hope is the big picture thinker taking care of choreography etc, Jimin the finite details. Jungkook role is protector and leader in vocals. His part of the job is far greater than they let on I think. He makes all the guides for the songs. How many are there we don’t hear about. The members work ethic is insane.

Hi there, WestCoastGal1!

Nice to chat with you here.

So I’m still pretty new to the fandom and not sure I recognize all the moments you’re referring to. I remember one time at a fan sign a girl asked JK to wear a baby bonnet and he did, because he’s a good soldier, but you could tell he was dying inside.

Once he stopped trying to be super macho badass b-boy Baby G, Jimin leaned into the cutie-sexy-lovely persona and he really pulled it off; so baby stuff works for him. But keep in mind, for all the lovely ways he acts like a gentleman and all cutie antics he pulls, he also leans into his sexy side.

Fan perceptions aside, within the group, JK will always be the maknae. It will always work both for and against him. For example, he will never have to pay for a meal nor be required to remember everyone’s birthday gifts. But he will always have to defer to his hyungs if they really insist and he will absolutely get talked over in a heated debate. He is still babied in that they tolerate just about anything from him, but that’s balanced out by the fact he grew up into such an absolute sweetheart, so it’s not like tolerating his quirks is a huge hardship.

“I think it works until Jungkook’s kept away from Jimin too long or Jungkook misreads a situation.”

Not sure what you mean here and it’s likely because I don’t have enough background knowledge. Could you provide some examples? Do you mean JK will get a bit jealous if Jimin is babied / cuddled by the other members? Because yes, for a long time he was very possessive and competitive and didn’t like sharing. He’s gotten better about it as he grows up, but I think JK doesn’t want to be babied, but he still wants to be Jimin’s BAE.

“Everyone was saying Jikook broke up in 2019-2020 but what I saw was huge tension prior to that in their live performances.”

I wasn’t in fandom at this time. Do mean sexual tension during their stage performances or personal tension during Vlives?

As far as I know, the group renewed their contact in 2018 and got a bit more creative control. Then in 2020 they were allowed to buy stock in Hybe which gave them even more decision making power. Also as far as I know, they all decide about line distribution, so if anyone feels they are carrying a song too much or that they don’t have enough lyrics, they can and will speak up. So I think it’s always a negotiation based on what they feel works best for the piece in recording and on stage. I agree they have each other’s backs. I think they all want each other to shine.

I think skinship comes really naturally to South Korean men but BTS are on an entirely different planet where sharing bites of food and beds and showers is as normal as breathing, and I very much doubt the average South Korean male is trying to follow his friends into the bathroom while they pee, for example.

The fact that Jikook shares so much downtime and holidays and clothing and access to family members just takes their intimacy to an even deeper level.

I really doubt that at their age, right now, BTS members joke around about ships on camera and later see how worked up Army gets. I could see them maybe doing things like that when they were younger, and still getting used to fame. But honestly, right now? I bet they see shipping fandom as a complete hassle, but they can’t comment on it without tremendous backlash.

Lastly, Jimin was cast because of his dancing skills (and also his personality—Tae seems to have been the deciding factor, stating he wanted Jimin as his friend). But Jimin was also cast as a lead vocal. For the life of me, I have NO IDEA why they didn’t invest in vocal coaching for him. He’s got such a unique voice, but he needed help with technique to avoid cracking and maintain stability, and he knew it. For the longest time they neglected that to save money and that was stupid. I can’t imagine they’d deliberately handicap him to keep the other members from feeling neglected, but it seems so pennywise and pound foolish. Eventually Jimin did get some training and also English lessons and good for him. I can’t wait for him to dominate the globe.

But yes, Jimin has a third job in BTS and that’s taking on the bulk of the nurturing—a role he naturally assumes, and one I believe has been critical to BTS’ bond and therefore success. BTS is 7 and requires all 7 to be exceptional. Everyone has an essential role (or roles) to play. BTS captured lightning in a bottle.  They keep it going because their bond is strong.

Their bond is strong through a lot of emotional labor.

Always nice to hear from you!

Yours,

Roo

[2ynjns]

when their fem!friend turns into a 5-year-old || tomorrow x together

scenario: you turned 18 years old a few months after huening kai did and one day you woke up into your five year old self. having to live alone away from your family, you didn’t know what to do so you decided to call your best friends and told them to come to your place as soon as possible.

yeonjun

as soon as he arrives at your place, he is shocked

but lord knows how this man loves kids

HAVE YOU SEEN HOW HE GOT EXCITED SEEING WILL AND BEN FROM TROS?!

Anyway

“y/N?! who’s kid is this?! WHERE ARE YOU?! whY DO YOU LOOK LIKE HER?! IS SHE YOUR HIDDEN LOVE CHILD?!”

“no mf! it’s me! y/n! in my 5 year old self”

he would NOT question how why what where and when

he’s just be like “AWWEEEE Y/NNNNN SO CUTE” and hugs you

would take care of you

he’s going to *try* to help you go back to your normal form

but he’s lowkey praying inside that you’d stay as your 5 year old form

you’d be like >:(( HELP ME PLEASE

and he’d just be like cooing at you

“aweee little baby” “don’t be upset! you’re cuter this way.”

and you’d be like (- _ -)

eventually you would give up asking for his help

so you’d just sit on the couch alone pouting with crossed arms

he’d giggle at the sight and take a picture of you and would send it to the other boys

but he’d cook food for you so you won’t be upset anymore

“do you want some ramen?” and you would be nodding furiously

you’re one hungry babie

then after he cooks you would try sitting on the dining chair but it’s too high

so he’d giggle EVEN MORE and help you up

he would carry you everywhere with any way possible

he’d carry you like a sack, or like a newborn, or like a toddler

he’d most likely follow you around to watch you, like a kid, well technically you are

he would also hold your hands everywhere you go

“jjun, it’s still me, just even smaller.”

“well i still need to follow you around, what if you need help? what if you hurt yourself? look at you and your tiny self.” and he’s gonna shake his head

you took a nap with him on the couch, your tiny form laying on top of him like a baby

then you woke up and you realize you’re at your big form again

BUUUT yeonjun, instead, is in his 5 year old form

“OMG YEONJUN?!?!

soobin

mans is whipped as hell

without question, he’d know that small child inside your house alone is you

he wouldn’t even question if you were another kid or what, he just knows it’s you

WOULD IMMEDIATELY CALL THE OTHER BOYS

not to help you, but to tell you how adorable you looked

he would dress you up and do your hair

he’d treat you like a literal kid

he would dare to help you because he’s enjoying taking care of you

chile- you’d look like his kid no cap

he’d quickly go to the store to buy a cute dress and cute hair accessories

then he’d dress you up and put clips on your hair

“do you also want toys? i’ll get you some.”

you were like “well if you help me get back to my old form, i’d very much appreciate it.”

“uuhmmm… no.”

he would be forgetting your actual form and you’re mentally 18 years old

so when he makes you shit on his lap and play with you like a kid, you’d be like “bro i’m 18”

he’d stop working and stare at you

error 101

“oh yeah huh.”

he loves playing with your hair

treats you like his daughter

just like with yeonjun, you would give up and just let him do whatever he wants to do with you

he would brush your hair and tie it into two pigtails and put two big bows

soobin your hidden infantilization kink is showing LMAO

anyway, you’d need cuddles

so he’s be sitting on your couch and you’d be sitting on his lap, facing him and your face against his chest

rubbing your back and tapping your buttocks like a kid

you’d fall asleep, snoring lightly

few hours later you’d be waking up on the floor, in your normal self

you got up happy

and once you saw a small body laying on your couch, you’re like

(O . O)

“SOOBIN YOU’RE 5!!”

beomgyu

this mf

as soon as you explain to him that you transformed into your younger self….

would make fun of you

and laugh at you

“HAHSJIHSADHHEK Y/N IS A KID HHHHH”

you’d cry, you really didn’t want to make fun off most especially you’re way smaller now and you can’t hit him

so he’d stop and say sorry

he wouldn’t help you either

not because he doesn’t want to, he just don’t know how to

so instead, he’d take you out on an amusement park

and he’d make you have fun in your little self

“do you wanna ride the carousel?”

you’d look at him weirdly while you waddle away from him

“sure i guess.”

you got in the ride and chose the light blue horse

but guess what, because you’re tiny you can’t get on the horse

so he’ll carry you up

and poke fun of you again

“aigoo wittle y/n is even wittle”

then he’d crack a laugh

you’d get upset and pout, then you’d look away

throughout the whole ride you would be looking away from him

not paying attention on what he’s babbling

once you leave the ride he’s kneel in front of you

“did i make you upset? awe i’m sorry” :(

then he’d pat your head

and hug you

you’ll be hugging him back, wrapping your arms around his neck

then, he’d just carry you, legit

and next stop is the ice cream stall

still carrying you

“why did you carry me?” “you walk slow,” you’d roll your eyes

the worker would coo at you and beomgyu

“awee your sister is so cute! here you can have this strawberry ice cream for free!”

then eat it in one bite, “beomgyu, i want more”

the worker is like o.O how??

anyway you got your second ice cream

at the end of the day, beomgyu slept with you in your bedroom. he’s cuddling you as if he’s protecting you from the monsters.

the next morning you felt small hands wrapped around your waist

so you opened your eyes and looked down

“omo. gyu wake up! i’m big now and you’re the small one!”

taehyun

taehyun taehyun tsk tsk

he’s the most rational one

at first he wouldn’t be convinced that it’s you, that you’re the kid

so he’d search for big y/n inside your place

to find out there’s no big y/n around and realizes that the small y/n is the big y/n in the small y/n form

if that makes sense

WELL ANYWAY

he’d sit on the couch, then he’d also sit you on the couch

examine you from head to toe

then he’d just smile widely and lift your small feet

“hehehe so smol”

You: >:(((

he’d pull your hair playfully to annoy you because this man is secretly whipped for you

he just keep on denying it

he’d also take a lot of pictures and videos of you

mostly to keep it and blackmail you with it

he’s the only person who’s gonna try to help you go back to your normal form

although he doesn’t want to, he’d still help you

“how did you turn like... this small?”

you blinked and sipped the chocolate milk that he gave you

“i woke up like this.”

(-_-) “y/n you’re not beyonce”

>>:((( “i’m not lying! i literally woke up and i’m 5 instead of 18!” you fought

you crossed your arms which made you spill the chocolate milk on your shorts

*shakes head*

he’d try to look for clothes in your closet that would fit your small body

but no clothes meh meh

he’d quickly run to the nearest store and get you the cuTEST jumper set and headband

he just found it cute, d w he doesn’t have a bad dollification/infantilization kink unlike soob

he’d also grab some tteokbokki on the way

lowkey worried if you were doing okay alone at your place

but like even though you’re mentally 18, you’re still physically 5 so for some reason he thinks you’re lowkey incapable not in a bad way tho

my god you would devour the tteokbokki

“jeez, don’t eat like a kid.” and wiped your mouth

you sitting in the chair with stacks of pillow to boost you up, also waddling your feet since it doesn’t reach the ground

“technically, i AM a kid.” *munches on tteokbokki*

while you’re bored on the floor, laying on your stomach, taehyun is just on his phone

you had no idea but he’s quietly searching about your situation

you suddenly fell asleep

he heard your snores

he cooed and guess what

more videos!

he also fell asleep on the floor, both of you laying on your stomach and facing each other

around midnight you felt a sudden urge to drink water

so you opened your eyes

and yoU SCREAMED

“TAE YOU’RE A CHILD!!!!!”

huening kai

this loud mf will scream once he steps inside your place to see a child sitting on the floor holding your phone

“Y/N WHO IS THIS KID?!”

“shut up! i’m y/n! get your butt over here and help me!”

he was lowkey scared to be near you

but he’s be sniffing you, lifting your arms and legs

then he’d giggle

“heh you’re cute.”

he’d take you to his dorm actually

although all the boys are there cooing at you and babying you, you’re just in kai’s room mostly

he’d give you all his plushies

compare your size with his plushies’ sizes

then he’d giggling some more

once you felt a little tired you laid in his bed with arms open looking up in the ceiling

“being a kid is boring.”

next think you know he’s rubbing your belly

WILL RUB YOUR BELLY NON STOP

okay but you know how kid’s bellies are usually rounded and not flat?

exactly

that’s why kai loves to rub your belly

he’d give you piggy back rides

don’t really know how to baby you because he’s a baby himself

but he understand your baby nature

babies unite!!!

he’d let you braid his hair or tie it

you’d be sitting in the couch and him on the floor while you put random clips on his hair

then the other boys would videotape it

“look at both of our babies… aigooooo!” -txt

would make cupcakes together

your little self would just be passing the ingredients to him while he does all the work

but hey it’s still teamwork yk

after both of you would be high of sugar

very very energetic

also is obsessed with your laughs

the pitch is higher and cuter

so he’d purposely make you laugh

and he’d be clapping bc of how adorable you are

would ask the older boys to order you food just for you too

“c’mon hyung, little y/n is hungry”

“just tell us that YOU are hungry”

still ends up ordering a lot of food

you’re slurping the jjajangmyeon and he’s be hella ready to wipe your mouth for you

would also clip your hair back

but he’d accidentally pinch your scalp instead

“kai, that hurts!”

“eeehhh sorry :””(“

after eating all the food

you’d be knock out on his bed

then him next to you

both of yall cuddling a plushie each

he wakes up first tho

“y/n wake up! you’re normal!”

you opened your eyes to see a 5 year old kai

“am i dreaming or you’re 5?”

[bisexualhobi]

Now you might as well continue this bc im invested. What's your take on the others bond regarding hoseok? I dont really ship anyone, but I do feed off of their dynamic. I actually appreciate vhope a lot, their dynamic is friendly, compared to Namseok, and i love how their energies mingle. While Namseok has this familiar throbbing tension and adoration. Their action seemed slightly controlled around each other, and it's honestly like watching two teens dance around eachother.

OH WOW omg this is such a good question but it also opens the gates to me flooding your dash with 20 pages of analysis on each hobi relationship.... so i will try to keep it SHORT!!!!! let’s get it! i will talk about them not in order of which ones i like more or not, but in order of who i know the most about/feel more comfortable analyzing

HOBI/JIMIN: 

this one is SO special because it can work either platonically or romantically. they are so tender, so attuned to each other’s needs. 

i’ve actually thought abt them a lot because as much as people love to talk about vmin being soulmates (which they are!) jimin and hoseok are imo just as much soulmates. or kindred spirits if you will. 

THEY’VE BEEN ROMMATES FOR SEVEN YEARS!!!!! who tf does that and doesn’t get tired of each other? soulmates that’s who 

to me jihope is just,,, that comfort of having someone know you down the marrow. 

they are dancers before they are idols. they are two people trying to find a sense of purpose in the world through dancing. 

jimin is SO tactile and you can really see how he’s slowly but surely coaxed it out of hobi to be comfortable and actually seek that sort of affection. it’s beautiful. 

to me jihope is seeing yourself reflected in another-- that sort of slow realization of “oh. it’s you. it’s always been you.” 

they are both over critical of themselves but think the other one is perfect..... so it’s really an echo chamber of “you’re the best dancer” “no YOU’RE the best dancer” “NO YOU ARE!” 

they can bicker like siblings but also talk about their deepest fears/thoughts in hushed tones under the blanket while they spoon on the same bed... it’s beautiful. 

jimin is the best best friend for hoseok in my head. he IS that bff that gives hobi a friendship bracelet and will still own it 20 years from now. he’s the “i’m gonna be your children’s godfather” best friend. they are just unbearably soft.

HOBI/JUNGKOOK: 

listen. l i s t e n ! the golden duo. the favorite maknae and the ace hyung. they are just... SO giggly with each other. so so funny. 

jungkook is an introvert, so the way i see it he probably was someone that took his time before opening up, before having the confidence to just go up to one of his members and touch. especially at the beginning, when he was a wide eyed 16 year old. but with hoseok it’s just. IT’S NATURAL. it’s like seeing the waves lap up the shore, or two otters holding hands in the river. 

i have a headcanon that jk is synesthetic or at least ND on some level because of how sensitive he is to smells (i am on the autism spectrum and i can tell you smells are a BIG thing for people like me,,,, not saying he’s in the spectrum but i love thinking of him as synesthetic). 

so every time i see him bury his nose in the soft hairs of hobi’s nape i just. i melt into a puddle on the ground. THIS MAN CAN’T TAKE THE SMELL OF HOTEL ROOMS TO THE POINT HE HAS TO BRING CANDLES OR COMFORT ITEMS WITH HIM ON TOUR and he’s been caught several times in 4k sniffing hoseok like a puppy. 

i will wrap it up now but i’m just gonna say... jungkook is hobi’s baby!! but he’s like that overgrown puppy who still thinks of himself as small when in reality he’s,,, a samoyed trying to fit himself on hobi’s lap. 

in real life i truly see jungkook as having some of the strongest/deepest bonds both with namjoon and hobi. 

for fic purposes, i see kookie as this boy who is SO protective of his hobi-hyung he will do anything for him, be it a friend, a lover, a confidant, etc. 

hoseok really lets his guard down with him bc he’s the maknae. and seeing kookie grow from this shy boy to this big, confident man who is finally doing what HE wants for his own happiness instead of what people want from him.... it’s overwhelming for hobi. 

they are the golden duo and they have my heart period!!

HOBI/TAEHYUNG: 

oh wow this was my first ship in the bts fandom,,,, good times. i was like HOLD UP! who are they and why do they act like that around each other and most importantly.... WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THEM??? 

i firmly believe that if hobi was in the maknae line vhope would be AS popular as tkk IF NOT MORE!!!! 

i think tae is the one who most openly will flirt or just go out of his way to make sure hoseok knows how much he admires him and it makes hobi SO flustered. he will literally smile like aww that’s nice :) and then run the other way. that’s why i LOVE how taehyung gives zero fucks. 

it’s a lot like jungkook’s crush on namjoon. it’s just SO transparent and they both have ZERO chill so they end up making namseok feel awkward af because they’re like haha what the fuck... 

i also have a small headcanon that tae is neurodivergent. idk why or which type of ND but he just strikes me as.... having some tics and even patterns of speech that remind me of my ND friends. and sometimes that comes off as having no filter/being awkward and you can see in the rest of the group how sometimes they literally have NO idea how to respond to something taehyung did. 

but not hobi. he is always SO patient, so comforting, always makes sure to show tae is being heard. 

i think they are just AMAZING for each other because their personalities are so complimentary. it’s also the sweetest thing when hobi does something like break out in dance or singing in the middle of an interview and tae WILL laugh and he WILL follow hoseok. 

that’s called mirroring. vhope do it more than any other pairing in the group. 

in fanfic terms,,,, they have SO much sexual tension you can cut it with a knife. they truly compliment each other amazingly well, and the sheer amount of sex appeal taehyung exudes is just *chef’s kiss* for flustered/innocent hobi tropes.

i will continute with yoongi and seokjin in a second part!! i’ll add it here as a reblog

[tempobaekh]

Rating Penthouse: War In life characters Pt. 2

I couldn't fit all of them in the first post so here is the second part

⚠️⚠️CONTAINS SPOILERS⚠️⚠️

Shim Suryeon

1000/10

QUEEN

GODDESS

ANGEL

LIKE I LOVE THIS QUEEN SO FUCKING MUCH

SHE IS SO DELICATE AND SOFT

AND MY HEART JUST GOES SKHSJSHSKS WHEN I SEE HER

Ok so her acting is absolutely amazing in the drama

The way the actress pulled off the two characters so well is so amazing and it shows that she has so much talent

She is such an honest, wise, delicate, smart and soft person

But she is also the one that has been through alot

Seeing her own daughter die, seeing her husband die, seeing all the horrible shit Joo Dan Tae did, almost losing Hye In, and also watching a loved one, Logan Lee, die with her own eyes

Everytime something wrong happens you can see so much pain in her eyes that it breaks my heart to see her like that

Her plans for revenge has always been AMAZING

Like she is so smart and I never thought of the plan and it would shock me how she would execute her plan

She so soft hearted like she still cared for Hye In knowing she wasn't her real daughter and cared for her as a real daughter

She still cared for the twins even though they weren't her real kids and still cared for them when they would tell her they hate her and stuff

I also love her like intimidating girl crush side as well

I'm a big simp for her

She is so confident and her acting skills of playing dumb infront of Joo Dan Tae is amazing

Her care towards Rona is also ADORABLE

The best revenge I have seen done by her was in s1 with the like buss area and the masks

And when she held that gun and yelled

" MIN SEOL AH WAS MY DAUGHTER "

Me: SJSSJSJSKHSKSHS

I love this queen

She was also serving amazing looks

I think her honesty and the need to to justice is what made her even more of an angel

Bc everyone is fucked up in Hera Palace

Her destroying Joo Dan Tae's shit was so SATISFYING to watch

LIKE YES GO QUEEN

And when she brought Jung Doo Man with her to the room at the Police Office

I SCREAMED BC HE IS THE ACTOR THAT PLAYED MOTAK IN THE UNCANNY COUNTER AND IS SO HOT

OK ILL STOP

Like yes queen get your revenge

But at the end my poor girl got hurt

Logan: 🧍🏻‍♂️👋🏻💥🔥💣🚘

Suryeon: 🧍🏻‍♀️💐😳😟😭

IM SO SORRY

Her playing Na Aegyo was so hot as well

I loved seeing her girl crush side it was amazing

I love her fit's in every episode

SHIM SURYEON QUEEN

SHIM SURYEON BEST GIRL

Oh Yoon Hee

8.5/10

Lowkey found her annoying at first

But slowly she got bearable

She has also been through alot and has felt a lot of pain

Having to raise her daughter alone, watched her own boyfriend cheat on her, her daughter getting bullied and getting kicked off the school, losing her daughter, losing Suryeon, getting together happily with Yoonchul, even though it was for the revenge you could still se she was genuinely happy with him, and then losing him AGAIN, getting blamed for her own friends death

My girl has been through a lot

But she still is strong

She came back stronger

I was absolutely shocked when I found out she was the one that threw Seol Ah off the edge

And I was even more shocked when she betrayed Suryeon and kissed Dan Tae

Girl I hope you washed your lips with bleach after that

Her confidence in S2 was so amazing I loved it

She also had a beautiful glow up when she came back

Also loved her fit's

I also liked how she didn't push her crime around and blamed it on other UNLIKE the other Hera Palace people and just admitted and felt sorry for it

I LOVE HER

Kang Mari

4/10

ANNOYING 4.0

At first I questioned LIKE why is she here

But then I understood bc her husband is going to play an important role

My heart broke when I saw how she found out that her daughter was getting bullied but also had hair loss bc of stress

And her character development

Like my respect went 📈📈

But soon after it went 📉📉

LIKE SHE CHANGED SO QUICKLY WITH LIKE THE SNAP OF A FINGER

And that showed me that she changed not bc she wanted to

but bc she HAD to

I was so disappointed in her

WHEN SHE SLAPPED SEOK KYUNG THO IT WAS SO SATISFYING TO WATCH

Yoo Jenny

6.5/10

ANNOYING 5.0

At first tho

But then she got better

I found her so annoying at first tho

LIKE OMFG JUST 🤜🏻👩🏻

She was cute with Minhyuk tho

Like I shipped them

Her asking Rona if she had eaten and giving her food was ADORABLE

She is soft hearted LIKE I can see it

Her character development was so cute

Like she genuinely became Rona's friend and liked her

And you could see just how much pain she was in and how heart broken she felt when she lost Rona

Like her only genuine friend was taken away from her

I also cried rivers when I saw how horribly she was bullied

Like they almost gave her a eating disorder

I was disappointed that even Minhyuk turned against her

THE WAY SHE SLAPPED EUNBYEOL WAS SO SO FUCKING SATISFYING LIKE

ILL PAY YOU EVERYTHING I HAVE TO DO IT AGAIN

But also her beginning to dislike Rona broke my heart

Even though she wasn't entirely mad at Rona you could see it

Minhyuk caused a ruckus and threw like flour and eggs but Jenny patiently waited there and didn't want to do that

Also I feel like her rage and heart broken emotion about her mom going to jail

And seeing Rona alive just got mixed together as betrayal and disappointment and hurt

I really hope she becomes better again

Fingers crossed🤞🏻

Ha Eun Byeol

1.5/10

ANNOYING 6.0

PSYCHO

MENTAL PROBLEMS

SHE PISSES ME OFF SO FUCKING MUCH

AND SHE SCARES ME AT THE SAME TIME

HER SMILE IS SCARY AND CREEPY

🔪👩🏻

LIKE GIRL YOU HAIR TUGGING SHIT

SHE WAS SO DESPERATE FOR SEOK HOON

LIKE HER SCENE REMINDED ME OF SOOJIN TRYING TO KISS SUHO IS TRUE BEAUTY

She is so annoying

But she is kinda like her mother

And young child who is forced to accomplish stuff that is out of her hand

Having way to high expectations

Seojin had way high expectations from her and treated Eunbyeol more like a Robot rather than a daughter

And that's the times I felt and for her

Like again she craves affection and love

And only her father was there to give it to her

I think stress caused her to develop like hallucinations and other stuff

She only found comfort in that psycho housekeeper

Bc that housekeeper treated her more like a daughter than her own mom could

Like she hasn't even properly hugged her mom once

But she still a psycho that needs therapy and help

I wonder where she like vanished at the end of S2 with the housekeeper

Min Seol Ah

QUEEN

ANGEL

SOFT

AMAZING

BEST GIRL

MIN SEOL AH BEST GIRL

I love her so much omfg

She also went through alot

Like her bullying moments broke my heart bc

At one hand she was desperate for money

But also on the other hand she also wanted to accomplish her dream and goal

Amazing voice

And I'm so glad that she has an amazing brother Logan (even though its step)

Her past is also very hurting

I can physically feel my heart hurting when I see her struggles

I really wished we could see more of her

(I'm very sorry if some of them are short that's what I think about the characters and I don't much more to say hehe I'm also very tired and was half asleep while writing this)

[baekhvuns]

I just read your “ateez as dad’s” reaction, and it was so adorable that could we see the members of bts as Dad’s?? thank you!!

bangtan reactions ; requested

。。。bangtan as dad's ( this is definitely my favourite type of reactions to do )

── kim seokjin ;

imagine him making his kids sit on his broad ass shoulders while they play with his chocolate brown hair.

his kids getting his worldwide handsome looks from the minute they pop out the womb.

he’s a sag, we know his kids be the best dressed.

omg imagine when his kids grow old, and he’s teaching his daughter how to drive, he’ll be so soft with her, “nooo, take the right—yes yes good job!”

and then when he’s with his son, the asian dad comes out. “aY, WATCH YOUR SPEED— OHMYGOD DID YOU JUST RUN A RED LIGHT?”

“dad, the light was green.”

“YOU JUST RAN A LIGHT, YOU IDIOT!” smacks his kid on the head.

i think when as his kids grow older, the more funny jin gets, random dad jokes being thrown around.

imagine getting ready for a wedding event or some party, and he’s yelling that he’s starting the car when he’s sitting on the bed with his phone scrolling through the army cafe.

── kim namjoon ;

man, i don’t even know (this is too soft)

best dad, wbk (i think it’s a leader thing, all leaders in kpop, would be such amazing dad’s)

buys his kids magical and deep meaning story books that he reads to them every night before bed.

he finally put the baby shoes he bought to a proper use, and then buys every single colour in it because his kid really liked them.

imagine joon, in his tux with glasses (the fit he wore to grammy’s) while he’s holding his son while standing tall and the media gushes over how adorable the pair is. crying

his kid holding one of his fingers while walking down the streets or the red carpet while wobbling on their feets.

“dada?” his kid calls for him while he’s in his office, he pauses and smiles, waving his kid to come over and places them on the table. while he writes songs, his kid plays with either his hair or the jewelry he was wearing.

definitely as his kids grow older he gets a bit stricter, cause he has his moments here and there.

when it’s time for his kids looking for girlfriend’s or boyfriend’s, he’ll have the talk with them and give them advice while walking back and forth like a lecturer.

── min yoongi ;

he’d be the sweetest dad ever, 🥺

calls his kids his angels, imagine his kids get his gummy smile (I WOULD DIE)

imagine yoongs buying his kids small little bucket hats that cover their entire faces and he just takes selfies with them and posts it on the army cafe with the caption, “look at my angels, army.”

i think he’d be a very open minded dad, although he’s on the quieter side many would think he’s really strict and stern kinda like a sergeant.

but in reality he’s a dad who gives his those ticklish kisses when someone puts their face in the kids stomach (ifykwim) and they’d fall into a giggly mess.

whoever hurts his kids, better start running, whether it be teachers or some random kids on the block or heck even the “fans”

no one hurts his family, he’ll work in quietness and place a lawsuit on the people who hurt them.

agustd mixtapes would include a song that would be titled the birthdate of his first born as a present to them and army. as well as have a separate song for his kids titled ‘my one and only’

as his kids grow older and his daughter introduces her boyfriend to him, i think we all know the poor young man would be scared shitless of the agustd.

“if you want to date my daughter, rap better than me.”

yeah, goodluck.

── jung hoseok ;

get ready for a very adventurous dad,

wakes his kid early mornings for random trips down by the bay, all while they whine and he stands there in his dad sandals grinning proudly.

jiwoo would spoil the shit out of hobi’s kids, his kids would be dressed in those pretty aesthetic outfits.

he makes them smol little rainbow bracelets and puts them around their little baby wrists. 🥺

always has his kid propped up on his hip, whenever he dances or shows other trainees and teaches them how to do certain moves, his kids watch him with bright shiny eyes.

the trainees awe at his kids, omg imagine his kids bopping their heads to the beat while clapping their hands like dolphins while hobi dances.

his kids would be dance prodigy’s, i said what i said.

matching outfits with his lil babies !! imagine hope comes home and finds his kid playing with his colourful glasses with his shirt over their heads, softly giggling 🥺

── park jimin ;

ma’am, i will tell you, he would be the strictest dad in bangtan.

i think we all watched that hello counsellor episode where he was angry at the boy who put his dolls before his family.

he’d be a great dad, of course, he loves kids and would do anything for his own. but of course, he’d be on a stricter side.

i see him constantly comparing his pinky finger with his little kids because he finally has someone who’s pinky fingers aren’t bigger than his.

his relaxing time is whenever his kids are close to him, imagine his kids hiding their faces in jimin’s neck because they’d be shy by the amount of people taking their photos and you would just hear the armies go, “AWWWWWW.” honestly same.

he’d bring his kids to bangtan’s concerts! as toddlers he would bring them out during the encore time while holding his hands and making them sing a little bit of bangtan’s songs in their baby voices 😩

as more adults, like around 8-9, he’d bring them to more music shows but send them home early because it’s bed time, but not before kissing them a goodnight.

let’s face it, his kids be the hottest. his kids would be listed as the hottest celebrity kids alongside many other’s and jimin would just boast about it everywhere.

he’s really proud of his kids and won’t hesitate to show it in private moments or even in public moments.

dance classes with dad jimin >>>

── kim taehyung ;

he loves kids, a lot.

he’d do anything for them, the friend dad, his kids would forever be his first priority.

watch his kids get the entirety of his facial genes which would automatically make them prettier / handsomer than 99% percent of the population.

takes his kids to art gallery’s around the world, shows his artistic side to his kids who also enjoy.

painting with his kids would be his favourite time of the day, imagine his kids little fingers doing finger painting and showing it off to tae who would be more than proud and start clapping loudly.

tae’s big hands would cradle his babies faces and squish their cheeks as they fall into fits of giggles, tae’s heart just swells whenever he hears his kids laugh.

bro honestly, tae’s treated like a president, his kids would like the first kids of the country, constant headlines of tae and his kids holding hands would go viral while we all suffer bc we could never 🙃

so, uh, if you mess with his family, consider yourself done, after all he’s the kim taehyung.

as much as he’s proud of his kids, he would be secretive about his private life, as in he wouldn’t want to expose his kids to the world of being a celebrity and being famous beyond.

but imagine, the day he introduces his kids to the world (idk but i’m seeing his son) while wearing a nice tux with black hair, one hand in his pocket while the other over his son’s shoulders.

people would be shocked because his kid is the exact copy of him, but we would be shocked because another kim taehyung is born.

── jeon jungkook ;

welcome to world of wholesomeness, your stay would be making you uwu a lot.

imagine his kids playing with kooks long hair and he lets them hairstyle it however they want. with pretty pink rubber bands

hIS KIDS WILL GET HIS BUNNY TEETH OR WE RIOTING.

his (idk but i’m seeing a son again) son would have his shiny eyes and bunny teeth, overall would be so adorable that kook would have a heart attack whenever his baby would look at him.

imagine you coming home and seeing both your kids sleeping on him, one over his chest while the other his sprawled over his stomach, and you hear the soft snoring of the three of them echoing around the room.

takes candid pictures of his kids whenever they’re having fun in the playground or at road trips, omg imagine him and his kids singing singing to songs while kook drives down the pretty road.

whenever a bangtan song comes on ten radio his kids would start screaming and kook would be smiling all brightly while glancing at them through the mirror while shouting the lyrics himself.

writes songs for his kids, his lullabies would be heavenly.

i also think he’d be a strict dad, after jimin, i think he’ll take on that position.

only when they are slightly older, because kids make mistakes and kook will take it to his responsibility to teach them the right things and to repeat what’s the righteous.

he would be more stricter towards his sons while being more favourable towards his daughters because they got his eyes and he can’t ever say no to them.

no, but he would be great friends with his son, they would play almost any sports together, whether it be online or in person.

really tries his best to be the best dad for his kids and no matter what happens he’ll always be by their side.