#bts best friends girlfriend au

[spideyjimin]

✨ my all time favourites BTS fics ✨

⟶ soo i've been really wanting to do this for a while already but i didn't really have the time to do it… soo here you have all the fics that I deeply loved & that i sometimes still read again 🫶🏼those fics are really amazing & thanks a lot to the writers for those masterpieces! 💞

sweet | ksj @oddinary4bts

⤷ Drabble of idol Jin coming back from the military and trying to sort out his situationship with the girl he left behind when he went into the military

idol!au, a bit of angst, fluff and smut

meraki | jjk @taegularities

⤷ Jungkook finds you irritating; far too energetic and insistent. But his perception of you changes bit by bit, minute by minute, when he's persuaded into spending an entire night with you at places he doesn't know.

e2l, grumpy!jk (+ photographer!jk) x sunshine!reader; fluff, smut

motherfuckin' train wreck | jjk @lovieku

⤷ when renowned fuckboy jeon jeongguk catches feelings, he loses his mind. only when it comes to you, though.

fwb au

new guy | knj @kithtaehyung

⤷ all you want to do is have a successful meeting after experiencing dwindling attendance, but the new guy is completing disrupting things... or is he?

smut ; university au ; enemies to lovers?

into it | pjm @xpeachesncream

⤷ helping your bestfriend out with his research project happens to come with more than what you bargained for. 

grad school au, idiots to lovers au, strangers to lovers au, angst, smut

bands | jjk @xpeachesncream

⤷ jeon jungkook has it all: the looks, the fame, the money, the women. being considered the sexiest man in the industry, he finds no complaints about the way his life is going nor does he find any reason to apologize for the way he approaches it. he is a force to be reckoned with - until he meets you. 

strip club/nightlife au, post grad au, fluff, angst, smut

lowkey | jjk @xpeachesncream

⤷ in order to pass organic chemistry and pay off your car damages from an accident, all you have to do is help the nerd, jeon jungkook, with a few things: pretend to be his girlfriend and teach him the ways of dating.

college au, fake dating au, friends to lovers au | fluff, angst, smut

saudade | kth @chateautae

⤷ a demanding idol lifestyle was something taehyung and yourself were all too familiar with. it wasn’t so hard when considering your unconditional love for one another, but lately, taehyung wasn’t the same anymore; and you decide it’s time to find out why.

angst, smut, fluff (the holy trinity), idol!au, established relationship!au

100 km/hour | pjm @chateautae

⤷ what exactly happens when you and your friends have to pile into one car for the ride home after an insane halloween party, and you find yourself sitting in park jimin’s lap? especially when he’s dressed as an angel, and you’re in the sluttiest devil costume ever?

college!au, smut, pwp

fine line | jjk @soobibabe

⤷ Y/N, a 28-year-old dreamer whose plans for marriage and motherhood crumbled when her fiancé, Jae-on, decided to "see other people," leaving her adrift in a sea of unfulfilled expectations. Just as she’s about to face the cringe of attending his baby shower with his new girlfriend, her best friend Jungkook swoops in with a wild idea; why not embark on a platonic co-parenting adventure together?

romance

hazy hours | myg @borathae

⤷ part of the kinkoctober 2024

new relationship!AU, Idol!Yoongi

fxck a fxckboy | myg @yoongifis

⤷ where you sort of hooked up with one of the school’s biggest fuckboys but end up leaving him hanging and never contacting him because…well…why not? somehow the universe brought you two together and now you’re left with dealing with him because he apparently caught feelings for you.

smut, pwp

before we shatter | jjk @caramelkoo

⤷ dating an idol is fun, they said. having a family with one is fun, they said. Until you're falling face forward because of your reality. A reality where Jungkook dreams of a future and a reality where your own future is collapsed.

established relationship, idol!jungkook

warm nighs & clear lines | jjk @awrkive

⤷ there haven't been a lot of people who have come into your life that became important to you – and you didn’t expect jeon jungkook to be one if it – not at all. but what started as a casual relationship turned into more than that, and now you find yourself deeply in love with him – and happily so.

or; your first "i love you" comes out completely wrong.

SMUT, fluff

all your fault | jhs @minisugakoobies

⤷ It’s all Hobi’s fault!

smut, drabble, PWP, established relationship, non-Idol!AU

muscle memory | knj @taegularities

⤷ the weather outside might be trying to chill you to your bones, but watching Namjoon's seething hot presence work out is enough to melt every little piece of you - and he sees the longing in your eyes all too soon.

establish relationship; some fluff, mostly smut

magic stick | jjk @badbtssmut

⤷ Jungkook is kinda sad because he has never been with a girl who could take him balls deep because of his size, reader doesn't believe him and she wants to see, but he tells her that he can't atm bc he's not hard. She is wearing this kinda halter top style with no bra so she looses the top and shows her tits to him and let's him touch them. After he's hard he shows her his dick and she says she's willing to try to take it all and she rides him into the sunset

[kooktrash]

LIMERENCE | jeon jungkook

summary: a recent discovery of old VCR tapes takes you down a rabbit hole of self-pity, remembering what you once had and how it all went down the drain over youthful mistakes. suddenly, you find yourself playing back the old tapes of the best relationship you’ve ever had and all you can think about is how to get it back—if you could get it back

warnings: angst. smut. [jk and oc in videos: 18-20 | jk and oc now: 26] retired emos. exes to lovers. unprotected intercourse [listen it had been six years they weren’t waiting 😭] jk has a bellybutton piercing and he smokes. jk owns a camera shop. supportive besties Jimin and Tae and Yoongi. Y2K styled camcorders. a small argument on one of the tapes

LIMERENCE MASTERLIST

➢ genre/au: exes to lovers, smut, Y2K videotape style [ ex boyfriend!jk x ex girlfriend!y/n [she/her. female anatomy ]

➢ 18.4k words

song inspo: risk — deftones, 505 — arctic monkeys, afraid — xavier omar, who [feat. BTS] — lauv

The end of a chapter in your life always came when you least expected it. You’ll wake up one day and it’ll hit you that you don’t talk to the same people. You don’t do the same things or act the same way and when you look back at before, it will feel so far from the person you are now.

Standing before your half empty apartment began to bring this growing feeling of sadness inside you. It made you feel stupid but you just couldn’t help it, this was the end of a huge time in your life where you felt like you really began to develop into who you are. After seven years living here, you’re finally moving on and everything that happened here would be left behind. All the laughter, the crying, the break ups that left you balling your eyes out on the kitchen floor. You would soon move into a clean slate and for some reason that was hitting you hard.

It probably didn’t help that your dear friend managed to find a box of things— you haven’t thought about in quite literally years—hidden away in an old storage space on the ceiling. The sides of the cardboard box were in ruins with wet patches and bent corners. There was no writing on the sides but on the top a big line of red duct tape with the words ‘JJK’ and a few small scissors stab marks next to it. Jimin looked up at you with a raised brow, “Are you keeping this one?”

Your expression seemed to flatten as you looked down at it, unsure what to say and he sighed, “Come on Y/n, it’s late, I want to get as much of this out as we can. Are you keeping this one?”

“Um,” You looked back down at it, nodding your head, “Yes.”

Since the day you found that box and told Jimin you were keeping it, all it’s done is collect dust in the corner of your new living room, out of place and constantly on your mind. Your friends were a big help in the move, especially Jimin who had hauled that huge cardboard box up three flights of stairs to your new place without question to what was in it. It wasn’t until he got tired of seeing it sit in the corner for an entire week after everything had been unpacked that he really began to get curious about it.

“So what’s in that thing?” Jimin asked that Friday night you lounged around your apartment, proud to have finally gotten everything out. Tonight was the first night your mutual friend would be over and it was like a housewarming party with the only two people who can stand being around you.

“What’s in what?” You asked, catching a glance at your friend, Somin, who’s knowing eyes bore into yours—already knowing what he was talking about. The thing is, Somin was very aware of what was in that box and she’s been biting her tongue all night from asking why you still had it.

“The box, it’s just been sitting there,” Jimin said pointing to it, “It’s kinda ruining this whole vibe you’ve got going on here with all the black decor and house plants.”

“Just some old stuff,” you shrugged it off, looking back down at the playing cards in your hands, “I haven’t found a place to put it.”

Somin raised a brow at you but you ignored her this time to continue your game of cards and drink your wine. Jimin looked at her, “Do you know what’s in it?”

You sighed, “Jimin, I told you it’s just some old stuff.”

“Yes, Y/n, but old stuff can be a lot of things and that box was heavy so I’m curious,” Jimin said exaggeratedly, “Can’t a man be curious these days?”

“It’s no—“

“It’s a bunch of old home videos,” Somin said as she poured herself more wine casually like she hadn’t just exposed what was inside your secret box. Jimin’s jaw dropped, “Wait, Y/n, you used to do porn?”

“What!?” You nearly choked, “No—well, like on—no! Those aren’t that type of home video, they’re just… y'know old tapes.”

“Like from when you were a kid?” Jimin asked with a scoff, “Let’s watch them.”

“I’m not a kid,” You said shaking your head no, “And no, let’s not watch them.”

“I agree with Jimin,” Somin cut in after watching you begin to panic a bit, “You kept them for a reason, let’s see why. Jimin’s never seen them.”

You laughed nervously, “Come on, it’s just silly stuff, I just kept them for the memory, that’s all.”

“We don’t doubt it,” Jimin said with a smirk, “But come on, let me see one—just one.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“Fine!”

The three of you huddled around it with a pair of keys using the jagged end to cut into the old tape and the box nearly fell apart just like that. When Jimin pulled the tabs open, the three of you seemed to lean in closer and closer with anticipation for the reveal until finally, a silence fell over you.

Jimin didn’t hesitate from reaching into it, scabbing row after row of old VCR tapes with white labels on the sides with similar titles in a numerical order.

‘JJK 1’

‘JJK 2’

‘JJK 3’

‘JJK 4’

There were 24 tapes in the box and he counted every single one meaning these spanned two years with one tape filmed per month. The same initials that had been on top of the box had been written on the tapes and he couldn’t help himself from picking up the first one. “Let’s watch it.”

“No! No,” you said, taking it out of his hands, “You wanted to see what was inside and you saw, be happy with what you get, I don’t have anything to play these on anyway.”

“I do!” Somin piped in, “I’ve got my old tape player back home, say the words and I’ll go get it.”

“Not neces—“

“Do it.”

What you wanted at the moment seemed to be outnumbered by your friend’s curiosity and your other friend’s need to satiate it. You were left alone with Jimin for twenty minutes as Somin left to get it and he rummaged through them trying to ask you what they were, only for you to evade each question out of stubbornness. Now she’s back and you’re watching them set everything up on your flatscreen while you sat back on your couch chugging back your glass of wine nervously.

Jimin smiled mischievously as he held up a tape, building anticipation before placing it into the player and letting it start.

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ JJK 1 : THE SHOP ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

There was a pungent chemical smell surrounding the register you currently sat on that had the customers in line scrunching their noses in disgust but that didn’t seem to stop either one of you from what you were doing. He worked with one hand as best as he could while you worked on the other applying a cold layer of polish onto his fingers.

A small black nail polish was set down on the counter next to a silver cam recorder that had been angled at the two of you this whole time, capturing on video the way you painted your coworker’s nails. Jungkook bid them farewell before turning his attention back on you, “Hurry up, we’re starting to get busy again.”

“Shh,” you pointed a manicured finger up, “You can’t rush perfection.”

“I’m not rushing perfection, I’m rushing you,” Jungkook said as you brought his hand closer to your lips trying to dry his nails with your warm breath. The video seemed to have a perfect view of the way his eyes glossed over with affection when he looked at you and you weren’t paying attention.

“Oh my god, every girl is going to want to sleep with you,” you eyed his nails proudly, “You look hot.”

“I’ve always been hot,” Jungkook said looking down at his black nails that complimented his black leather and beaded bracelets that lined his wrists, “Okay but how cool do these make me look? Like, would you sleep with me?”

He tilted his head toward you in curiosity and for a moment you just looked at him in thought before finally shrugging, “Yeah, I’d do it.”

“Do what?” Jungkook asked, shaking his black hair out of his face. With the way the camera was aimed, the two of you looked zoomed in but it still managed to capture the way your eyes stayed on each other wordlessly, the tension felt through the screen.

‘Can someone help get a shirt down?’

He watched you hop off the graffiti-covered counter and grabbed the long hook that helped get things down and left with her—not before responding with a simple, “You.”

Once your answer registered in his head, he wasted a single second to look at his camera, wondering if it had caught this small flirty moment the two of you had while you painted his nails and the thought alone made him smirk, biting against his lip ring too. He didn’t think he would get his nails painted at work today but when he saw you doing your own, you convinced him and he spent the last ten minutes messing around with you, flirting here and there.

The shift had been boring for the most part and all the songs that played he'd already heard a million times over. This is his fifth time singing along to Falling Away From Me by Korn. Do you think he wants Korn stuck in his head all day?

His beanie clad head bobbed to the rifts in the song, quietly lip synching as he went back to doodling on an old receipt paper. Some of the ink from the pen he used was smudging and the black hearts he drew were getting ruined but he didn’t care. He’ll either throw it away or stick it on your back if he wants to.

“Beating me down! Beating me, beating me down, down, into the ground,” a voice sang loudly in his ear making him jump in fear.

“Don’t moan in my fucking ear, bro,” Jungkook said holding a hand to his ear, the softness of his beanie tickling his fingers. Taehyung threw himself against the counter with his back pressed against it looking at his friend, “You know you liked it.”

“Fuck off,” Jungkook said as he blew air on his nails again, drawing Taehyung’s attention to them. He stuck a hand out as if waiting and Jungkook put his hand over it to show him his nails.

Taehyung seemed impressed as he asked, “Who did them?”

“Y/n.”

“Y/n!” Taehyung shouted abruptly and Jungkook flinched away with annoyance, ready to tell him you were helping a customer when you popped around the corner with a t-shirt and hanger in your hands and the customer behind you.

“What?” Your brows arched in confusion as you looked at your coworker who has spent the last twenty minutes in the stockroom between Nirvana posters and new Metallica tees hiding so he could play his Nintendo GameBoy. Jungkook was careful not to fuck up his black nails and took the shirt from you so he could check the customer out.

Taehyung pointed to Jungkook’s nails,“Can you do mine next?”

A scoff left your lips, joining him next to the counter standing close to ask, “Are you going to pay me?”

His jaw dropped as he turned back to Jungkook, “What the fuck? Did he?”

“Thank you, have a good night,” Jungkook mumbled to the customer as she left with a new t-shirt before turning to the other two, “I’m buying Y/n lunch tomorrow.”

“I’ll buy you lunch the day after.”

“You can’t. That’s not original.” You said to him with a teasing smirk. The two of you were standing close to each other as you talked, Taehyung’s voice dropped when he spoke to you, “You know what, just because the two of you got a little crush on each other doesn’t mean you’ve gotta favor him.”

Jungkook looked down at the drawing he made, trying his best to act like he hadn’t heard what Taehyung said, but it didn’t stop the growing blush to his cheeks. It’s true, maybe he does have a thing for you but it’s still too early to tell, y’know? He’s not sure how to explain it but you seem to get him. The two of you like the same kind of music and know the same sort of things. You listen to him talk and when he’s quiet, you don’t question it. You make him feel comfortable and when you flirt with him he wonders if you feel the same.

Honestly, that’s all he’s wanted these days, his attraction toward you to be reciprocated anyway it could be. He thinks about you constantly, probably more than what’s healthy but he can’t help it.

“Oh shut up,” you rolled your eyes playfully, feeling the shuffling movement of Jungkook pulling himself up on the counter, “Just say you’re jealous and feel left out.”

“Bitch?!” Taehyung scoffed, “I wouldn’t feel this way if you treated us fairly, instead you give him special treatment.”

“You realize you’re arguing with me over getting your nails painted?” You asked with a roll of your eyes, crossing your arms over your chest, clearly annoyed and once Jungkook saw that he was fully pulling you his way. He threw an arm around your neck, hugging you from behind as he sat on the counter and rested his head on yours, “Ignore him, he’s in a mood because he just got dumped.”

“Fuck you, I broke up with her!” Taehyung nearly yelled, staring at the two of you with disgust as Jungkook fixed the beanie on your head that had slipped a little too low over your eyes.

Just as you were getting ready to respond to him, the door of the stockroom opened and your boss was coming out with a blank expression, “Can you guys do your jobs instead of fuck around?”

“Yoongi, I’m being bullied,” Taehyung argued, “Fire them already.”

“I’ll fire you too,” Yoongi teased before looking at Jungkook, “Get off my counter.”

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ THE END ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

The video came to an end as your old boss stood in front of the camera, blocking out the footage that ended with Jungkook whispering something into your ear.

“Who’s that guy? An ex boyfriend?” Jimin asked as the video came to an end. Somin released a soft laugh as she looked at your blank expression, unsure what to say. Before you could speak up, she was doing it for you, “That's the ex boyfriend. Jeon Jungkook.”

“Don’t immortalize him,” you said with a slight roll of your eyes as you watched Jimin rummage through the box in search of another video to play. Your bottom lip was pulled between your teeth as a strange ounce of nerves began to set in, watching him unlock a deep rooted memory you had told yourself you had forgotten. Somin sent you a knowing look as she matched the roll of your eyes with her own, “How else should I refer to him as? The guy who filmed a video each month that you two were together?”

“Damn,” Jimin laughed, slumping back in a chair as he looked at you, “So how come I’ve never heard of this videographer.”

“Because Y/n’s asham—“

“Alright! No more wine for you,” you leapt forward to snatch the glass out of your friend’s hands watching her giggle drunkenly, “You’re just saying things now.”

“Come on Y/n, I’m curious,” Jimin said tugging on your sleeve, “If you won’t let her tell me… you gotta do it. Don’t act like you don’t still think about it, why else would you have all these tapes still?”

“Because it’s not everyday someone makes 26 movies for you—and not all of them are as happy as this one,” you confessed as you looked down at ‘JJK 1’ it had been a video log of when the two of you really began to show some attraction toward each other just before he asked you out. Looking back at the video all you could think was how back then you were both young, you could see it on your faces and the sparkles in your eyes. Not all of the videos in that box would be like this one.

“Alright,” Jimin sighed, “Well then just tell me who Jeon Jungkook is.”

Sounds of a rock song’s electric guitar blurred out the noises from inside the dark shop. The store was covered in black and dark blue with its black walls and blue hues of light that shined down over dozens of cameras and melancholic portraits. It had an obviously cold aura and for some reason that had a tendency to always bring him comfort.

He felt warmth in the coolness of his small shop and oftentimes it was difficult to leave it behind, even when the night sky had appeared and the ‘closed’ sign had been flipped. The only thing that kept him from spending yet another night in the store was a set of plans that had been made days prior by someone who wouldn’t take no for an answer. When it came time to leave, he locked up shop and left on his motorcycle.

“Look who finally decided to show up,” his dear friend raised a glass of whiskey to him as he sat alone at the bar, “I was wondering if you were gonna come or not.”

“I didn’t realize I had an option,” he joked bitterly, making his friend send him a glare that was quickly wiped away when something came to mind. “So I met this chick, she’s got this friend wh—“

“No.”

“Jungkook,” his friend said, watching his friend stir the ice in his scotch, “You don’t even know what I was going to say.”

Jungkook released a scoff as he looked at him, “You were going to say that this friend wants to meet me and that I should go and get drinks with her or something.”

He sat there quietly, speechless by how spot on his best friend was, “Alright, maybe you did know what I was going to say but just hear me out… she’s hot. Uh, um, she’s your type—honestly, I’m your best friend so trust me.”

“No, Taehyung, you always say the same thing and it's always a huge waste of time,” Jungkook shook his head adamantly, “I don’t get why you’re always trying to set me up with someone whenever you get into a relationship. We’ve been friends for eight years and you’re still this clingy?”

“Okay first of all, fuck you, I’m not clingy,” Taehyung told him with a scoff, “Second, I’m trying to do you a favor considering you can’t keep a relationship to save your life.”

That made Jungkook roll his eyes as he looked anywhere but at his friend. The two sat at the counter of some quiet lounge bar where they had agreed to meet at. He raised his glass to his lips for a drink as he said, “Some people aren’t meant to be in relationship—“

“No, you wanna know what your problem is?” Taehyung cut him off, “It’s that you’re too damn picky. Hate to say it friend, but nobody is ever going to be her.”

His expression hardened as he forced his glare on the silver rings he wore, listening to the way they clinked against the polished bartop. He didn’t give Taehyung a response right away, too busy trying not to roll his eyes again but it was no use, his tongue poked against his cheek and his friend knew he got a reaction. Jungkook tilted his head in thought, “Why do you still bring Y/n up?”

“Because she was your longest relationship,” Taehyung said with a shrug. He was pushing his friend for a response and he felt a little bad but sometimes he just needs to get his friend to talk. Jungkook has always been on the quieter side, even years back. All he did was listen to music and videographed things he liked. He was a bit intimidating—still is—but it was only because he was so quiet. Sure, he knew how to joke around but Taehyung’s known him long enough to feel the difference in his friend lately. He’s become more of a shut-in, busy with the store and not focused on anything else.

“Yeah, six years ago,” Jungkook emphasized with a scoff, “And she broke up with me, remember?”

“I mean… yeah but… don’t you ever think about it?” Taehyung asked suddenly, “I still think about my first love.”

“Y/n was not my first love,” Jungkook’s brows furrowed, remembering the two girlfriends before he ever met you. Taehyung gave him a look, “Not your first girlfriend but definitely your first love. What do you think Y/n’s up to?”

He hadn’t noticed how his leg began to bounce anxiously as he took a sigh, “How would I know? You’re the one who still talks to her.”

“Not true,” Taehyung shook his head no, “We haven’t talked in over three years.”

“Hm,” Jungkook sounded unimpressed as he chugged back the rest of his drink, motioning the bartender over to ask for another round. He wasn’t in the mood to keep talking about this and it caught him off guard.

He couldn’t remember the last time he thought about you but he’s got no doubt in his mind it was because of Taehyung back then too. This is the problem with being best friends with the guy who was with you through all the ups and downs and hasn’t seen you put your all into a relationship since. The only thing Jungkook doesn’t get is why Taehyung is stuck on the idea that he never got over you.

You both were young back then. The end of your adolescence started with the beginning of adulthood and the two of you had just so happened to spend the first two years together like that. You dated when you were 18 and broke up when you were 20, it was so long ago and now it’s just a last memory to him. He hasn’t seen you in six years and the only time he ever wastes time thinking about you is when you’re brought up. He’s managed to push you so far back in his head that he’s only reminded of you when someone else mentions you and every time it happens, it hurts a little more.

Taehyung has this problem with revisiting the past anytime he’s drunk and since he met him at the same time that he met Y/n… it’s no surprise that some of those early memories had you in them. He never failed to remind Jungkook that he had felt like a child with divorced parents having to choose a side when you two broke up. Time and time again Jungkook reminds him that he could’ve gone off and been best friends with you if that’s what he really wanted but then it would end in an argument over the friendship.

Jungkook reached into the pocket of his black jeans for his pack of cigarettes and offered one to Taehyung, “So tell me about this friend.”

“She’s blonde—natural or not, I’m not sure—but she’s attractive and nice. She seems a bit extroverted, kinda bubbly so I don’t know how you’ll feel about that but I’m telling you… you’ll like her,” Taehyung said, happy to drop the current topic to go back to the original point in conversation.

He tried to listen to his friend’s description of this woman he wanted Jungkook to meet but he couldn’t. It was really all Taehyung’s fault for making him think about you and all his past relationships. He’ll admit, he’s been in quite a few and none have lasted more than a few months aside from the one with you. It was normal for yours to be the one that left the biggest impact on him but he wouldn’t say that’s why he stays away from relationships.

There might be a time here and there where Jungkook does indulge in carnal desires and sleeps with someone but they’re never anything more than that.

He’s got too much shit going on to waste time dating someone.

After a long night of hearing his friend go on and on about a woman he thinks is good for him, he returned to his loft apartment tired and alone. Like his shop, his apartment had the same cool tone to it. The walls were black and some brick, blue lights were tucked away in corners angling up toward photographic portraits he’s done in the last few years and his black 1968 Gibson Custom Les Paul Electric guitar hanging proudly in his living room. His Doberman leapt happily at the sight of his owner and he followed after Jungkook as he stepped onto his couch taking the guitar off its hooks to examine it.

To be honest, he rarely plays the guitar nowadays and it’s not because he forgot how to play or because he lost his love for it but it’s not the same anymore. Now it just sits as a reminder of who he was with when he got it and just how he got it. As if this guitar wasn’t a constant reminder of you, his dear friend felt the need to bring you up too.

It wasn’t Taehyung’s fault things happened the way they did and it’s not his fault that it fell apart for him too but… sometimes he wonders if things would have been different if Taehyung didn’t push him to date you all those years back.

For days on end all you could do was think about that stupid box. It didn’t help that you had no room for it so it remained in your living room taunting you, pressing you to play just one more video. It’s strange how you hadn’t thought about this box or Jungkook in a long time and now he’s randomly showing back up in your life without even knowing it. Honestly, it was embarrassing.

You’ve randomly begun to think about a guy you dumped when you were 20 years old and for some reason that’s starting to get to you. It was making you anxious like all of a sudden you’ve realized how much time has passed. If it wasn’t for moving out of your old apartment, you wouldn’t have even thought about this but not that you’re looking back… this was supposed to be that ending.

You were supposed to leave it all behind when you moved and instead you brought it with you to your new beginning.

“Y/n.” The man across from you called your name as you stared off in the distance. He released a small sigh, “Come on kid, you wanted to get lunch, what’s up?”

“I’m not a kid,” you told Yoongi with a glare in your eyes, “And maybe I just wanted to catch up with an old friend of mine.”

Yoongi lifted an unamused brow, “Are you calling me old or our friendship old?”

“A little bit of both,” you said with a teasing smile, taking a sip from your drink as the two of you waited for your food, “But anyway, no, I haven’t seen you in like a month and I kinda missed you.”

“Right…” Yoongi looked away, “So what have you been up to? How’s the new apartment?”

You released a sigh as Yoongi began to ask you things and tried sorting your answers in your head, “I’ve been too busy moving but the apartment is nice, a little less space than I originally thought but nothing I can’t manage.”

“And how’s the magazine?” Yoongi asked, taking a short pause to thank the server who brought your plates out, “Did you get that promotion?”

“Yes!” Your eyes widened and a smile came to your face, “I did, we’re still working on transfers but you’re looking at the new Editorial Assistant.”

“Soon to be new Editor,” Yoongi said proudly, “I can’t believe I’ve seen you grow from some emo kid who used to work for me to an adult on their way to their dream job.”

“I know,” you released a sigh at the thought of how far you’ve come. When you graduated high school you worked at a streetwear shop and you stayed there part time when you started college. It’s gotta be the best place you’ve ever worked at and the environment was always laid back. Yoongi was the one to push you and ask what you wanted to be and when you told him your plan to work at a magazine he was always right there beside you. Now at 26, you’re just a step away from Editor. It’s crazy how much can change in six years and that alone made you ask, “I know this is random but do you still talk to old employees?”

Yoongi’s brows furrowed, “I talk to you.”

“I mean beside me,” you said with a roll of your eyes as you poured yourself more water in your glass. You wanted to say this was all just out of curiosity considering he’s the one who brought up the time you worked for him but in reality… you planned on asking him this when he agreed to lunch.

“Mm, not really. I talked to Taehyung for a while after he quit but it didn’t last long,” Yoongi said as casually as ever and he looked at you with curious eyes. Your lip was pulled between your teeth and you were no longer eating, just using your silverware to play with your food and he knew you well enough to know his answer didn’t satiate your curiosity. He purposely left out any mention of him but maybe that’s what you were looking for? “I haven’t talked to Jungkook since he moved—but last I heard he came back a couple years ago and opened up a store.”

“Store?” You asked, watching your friend’s eyes widen in surprise.

“Yeah, he, y’know he opened a camera store, a couple second hand guitars too,” Yoongi said, “You didn’t know?”

You shook your head no, “When?”

“I don’t know, when he came back? Jin told me he had seen him around but I never talked to him. We didn’t keep in touch when he went back to Busan so I figured it would be weird to want to know what he’s up to now, right?” Yoongi said, unaware of the way you had tuned him out, lost in thought.

Talking about Jungkook to Yoongi felt strange because he knew the two of you in a different way than Somin did. Somin knew Jungkook because of you but you and him worked for Yoongi for two years. It���s like with Taehyung, he met you the same time he met Jungkook but the two grew closer even when you fell out. Your breakup with Jungkook was a bit of a tricky subject and you’ll take the blame for it. Back then you might’ve tried and argued that it was a mutual agreement but now that you’re older you’ll admit you were in the wrong, or maybe the things you said were wrong.

“Y/n,” Yoongi called your name, snapping your out of your state of daydream and caught your attention, “Have you really not spoken to him since the breakup? I don't remember it being that bad.”

You shrugged, “Honestly I can’t remember, a lot happened that I didn’t say and I’m sure he didn’t either so it makes sense.”

“What’s wrong?” He asked, “I can tell something is on your mind, why’d you ask who I kept in touch with? Have you been trying to contact Jungkook?”

“No,” you nearly choked on your drink, “No, I just, um, I was just curious.”

Yoongi didn’t press you for more, he could see it on your face that there was more you weren’t telling him but he didn’t want to force you to come out with it. You ended your little lunch date with plans to meet up again and went back to your respective jobs.

It wasn’t until nighttime that you found yourself thinking back to that stupid fucking box that just grabbed your attention everytime you were home. If Jimin had never wanted to play the first tape then maybe you wouldn’t have been so stuck on them but you just can’t help it anymore. They’re all you’ve been able to think about which has led you to think about Jungkook. You have not questioned him or his whereabouts in so long and this sudden interest in how he’s doing is starting to get to you.

When you got home you tried distracting yourself from them. You still had to figure out where to put them if you even want to keep them and although you think you shouldn’t… you can’t just throw them away either. It’s a memory, a cute little memory if you only watch the first few videos and you’ve moved on so they shouldn’t bother you anymore—they don’t bother you anymore. You spent part of your night finishing up a project from work, drinking a glass of wine and listening to Bloodhail by Have a Nice Life, only looking at the box every now and then.

You always preferred working in your living room because it helped you resist the urge to lay in bed but right now you can’t focus on your project and you can’t take it anymore. You took a tape out of the box and put it into Somin’s tape player, turned on the tv and the volume up just a bit as the video began to play.

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ JJK 2 : THE SKATEPARK┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

The sky was dark and you doubted anything could be seen on the camera set up beside you but neither of you seemed to care. The camera had been rolling since the store was open and you had been filming with him since but you never expected Jungkook would ask you out. Could you call this a date?

“Y/n,” Jungkook’s voice was calm and collected over the loud rock music that played in the skate park, “I’ll pull, all you have to do is try and balance.”

“I am trying,” you took a deep breath staring down at the skateboard underneath your worn out converse, “Just give me a second, alright?”

Jungkook just smiled, he took a cautious step back when you released his hands and he picked up his camera trying to make sure you were in view. Things have begun to change between you two drastically. Sure, you always did a back and forth flirting at work but lately it feels a bit more than that. You’ve been messaging every night talking about random things, sometimes talking about more meaningful things. Whenever he was near you his touch always seemed to linger and now he’s asked you out tonight—nothing serious… just feeling it out.

“Okay, okay, wait I think I got it,” you waved a hand excitedly as you called him back over. He didn’t hesitate to take your hand in his free one and aimed the camera down at your feet. He began to pull you forward, feeling your fingers lock with his when you nearly lost balance.

Jungkook was walking backwards as he helped you skate across the cement, not watching where he was going until he bumped into a ramp nearly yanking you off the board. The camera fumbled in his hand as he tried to save you instead and wrapped an arm around your waist to keep you steady. You clung to his arm, heart racing from the near fall and yet you couldn’t help but laugh as you fumbled to keep the camera safe. Since you met him you realize he had a strong tie with his camcorder and got used to his need to always be recording, you found it cute so you didn’t want something to happen to it.

He was hesitant to let you go even when you stood up comfortably, tucking your hair behind your pierced ears and biting your lip, “I need a break.”

Jungkook didn’t question it as he followed you to sit down on a grassy hill just outside the cement confines of the skatepark. He reached into his black Jansport backpack and took out a bottled water to hand to you. You smiled, taking it with a thank you and asked, “So do you come here every night you close?”

“Sometimes,” Jungkook shrugged, watching you tip your head back to drink from his water bottle, a small droplet slipping down your chin that had him reaching out a thumb to wipe, “Helps clear my head.”

“That’s nice,” you said softly thanking him, cheeks flush red, handing him back the water and watching him take a drink next, “Is that why you’re always recording too?”

Jungkook looked down at his silver camcorder that sat in the middle on the grass, “I don’t know, I find it relaxing but at the same time… it makes me anxious? I want to capture everything I experience on video because I’m scared that one day I’m not going to remember any of this. Sometimes I wonder if I’m missing out on the moment itself but then I think about right now an—no, nevermind.”

Your brows furrowed as he stared down at the people skating, eyes narrowing as he listened to the next song someone played. It was late and that definitely wasn’t a skating song but it was one of his favorites and he had to say it, “I like this song.”

Bloodhail played somewhere off in the distance and he softly hummed to the beat but you were too focused on what he never finished saying instead, “What were you going to say?”

Jungkook played with his lip ring, the beating red light from his camera recording in his peripheral as he shrugged, “It’s nothing.” There was a small pile of loose grass blades he’s pulled from the ground next to him.

He looked at you to see what you had to say but instead you just stayed silent, slightly drawn back from him and he didn’t want that. It’s not like what he was going to say was bad but… the two of you have only ever flirted. What if he said something that pushed you away? But what if he chose not to ever speak up and you got tired of waiting?

The song really was one of his favorites but he’ll admit he used that as a distraction to change the subject but he couldn’t just not answer now.

“I think about what would happen if I didn’t have my camera when I’m with you,” Jungkook confessed, laying on his bed to look up at the stars, “Would I remember everything you said? What jokes I said that made you laugh? Or even the way you looked at me? I wouldn’t want to forget these things.”

All that was heard for a good long moment was the sound of the music and muffled noises from people still around. He felt his stomach tighten, shaking his head in the grass, “Shit, sorry, that probably sounded weird.”

Your eyes met and for a second he forgot where the two of you were or that his camera was still recording at a bad angle, “What will you do when you’re done filming us?”

“Give the tapes to you, maybe keep a couple,” Jungkook answered truthfully, “They’re as much yours as they are mine.”

“But you’re the one always recording,” you told him but he just shrugged.

“Because I like it and I like you and I just want to capture every moment we have,” his words sounded more confident now as he sat up not wanting to beat around the bus anymore, “So, Y/n, will you go out with me?”

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ THE END ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

A chill ran down your spine as the song you currently listened to matched the one that had played in a video that was seven or eight years old. As much as you’ve told yourself you’ve changed your music taste has stayed the same and the strange serenity you felt in the beginning with Jungkook never changed either.

Why were you missing him?

It was another late night at the studio, Jungkook spent more time there than at his apartment lately and tonight was no different. Although he did have plans with Taehyung and that blonde he had been telling him about, he’s not sure if he’s interested in actually going. He met her a couple nights ago and Taehyung was right, she’s great, honestly, but something didn’t click right away.

If he met up with Taehyung for this ‘double date’ that might give her the wrong idea and he doesn’t want to hurt her. If he could have her as a friend that would be best. He’s just not ready to give himself to someone when his last break up ended because of something so stupid that he just couldn’t let go.

Jungkook stood outside under a poorly lit street lamp just outside his studio as he smoked a cigarette, taking a small break from photo developing. His studio was located on a quiet street uphill, it had a simple cinderblock look and it wasn’t big but it was somewhat popular. People liked to see his photographs and he would do photoshoots, sell cameras, fix them, he did pretty much anything you could do with a camera. Business might be slow at times but it was peaceful and he made a living wage off doing something that he loved, that’s all he had ever wanted. He was content with where he is now at only 26 and his own business. He didn’t mind being single nor did he care to change that… so he decided he was going to miss out on tonight.

Once he finished his short smoking break, he put the bud out on the floor with his shoe and picked it up to dump in the trash. Just as Jungkook turned back to the door of his studio, he seemed to go still.

For a second he debated rubbing his fists into his eyes in hopes of washing away this mirage but all he managed to do was blink, speechless and frozen. You weren’t better off despite being the reason he was stuck like that and all you could do was stare at him in disbelief.

It was very obviously Jungkook, there was no mistaking it but it also looked like someone completely different in a sense. The Jungkook you dated always dressed in band tees too small for him, spiked chokers, checkered belts, the full emo scene of the time minus the side swept hair—he preferred the longish curls instead. He had a lip piercing and a belly button piercing but that was it. Now you’re looking at him and you’re seeing a man after six years realizing just how much time had passed. He had a tattoo sleeve and small gages, a lip piercing and he wore overly baggy black clothes. His hair was short and straight but it looked good on him and you can’t believe you’re admitting that to yourself right now.

“Is this JeonStudio?” You asked as calmly as you could but your voice still betrayed you at the end. You avoided his gaze, choosing instead to eye the small building somewhat proudly and awkward too. Coming here was on a whim, you had been out with friends when you got curious and searched him up. Yoongi had told you he owned a shop so it wasn’t hard to find and honestly… you didn’t expect to go in and actually see him. Imagine your surprise when he caught you standing outside slightly tipsy? “I don’t suppose you’re open at this hour.”

Jungkook just looked at you, heart racing and half tempted to smoke another cigarette due to growing anxiety but you seemed so casual and he didn’t want to overreact. It’s been too long anyway, he’s dumbfounded. He cleared his throat uncomfortably before walking to the door, not bothering to look back at you as he held it open for you to go in.

Immediately you winced at the loudness of the rock song that played, ears nearly sore from the volume as you stepped into the dark studio. Korn’s ‘Coming Undone’ played loudly as it reared its end and Jungkook left you alone for a moment to lower it back down, skipping the song in favor of listening to something by Alice In Chains. You’ll like to correct yourself; Jungkook might look slightly different because he’s older—but he still seems like the exact guy you left six years ago.

“So what can I do for you?” Jungkook’s voice sounded deeper, more manly and when he stood behind his glass counter of cameras with his hands leaning against it, silver rings on his tattooed fingers and a slight smell of nicotine, you were brought back to before. He let his gaze travel over you in half surprise and half amazement.

Just seeing you after having you stuck in his head for a couple weeks now was a surprise, but to see how you’ve changed? He was amazed. It’s not that you were a completely different person but… wow you’ve grown. You no longer wore your ripped fishnets or beaten Converse and Dr. Martens. Your hair wasn’t in knots and your makeup wasn’t smudged or messy like you did it in the back of a bus on your way to work.

You looked… you looked good, like a matured version of yourself who wasn’t shy to show small hints at what you used to be like.

“I just…” you trailed off looking around the room, “I heard you had your own shop an—“

“And?” Jungkook asked with a firm expression making you look back at him, “I’ve had it for a couple years now, why the sudden interest, Y/n?”

He acted cold and it was a bit of a surprise and you scolded yourself for thinking that. It’s not like you expected him to be all smiles seeing you again. God, why did you come? It felt like one second you’re leaving your friend’s movie night to go home and next you’re standing outside of his studio as he smokes.

Maybe you’ll just leave before you do anything embarrassing.

Jungkook watched you with a blank expression but he would be lying if he said his heart wasn’t racing as he watched you look around. He stood behind the glass case of cameras where the register was at and waited for you to say something.

The changes were subtle but there was no way he could miss them. The biggest was of course your fashion style now, it was different yet he could still pick up hints of how you used to dress. You still preferred black shoes and silver jewelry. Your hair was styled differently now but it still suited you perfectly, you still had your nose pierced and your nails painted.

Something that didn’t change was that familiar sparkle in your eyes when you were curious and right now he could see it as you did a 360 of his studio. He didn’t notice the way his finger began to tap anxiously against the glass waiting to see what you would say about it. He wasn’t looking to impress you or anything but…

“All of these are yours?” You asked as you stepped closer to a portrait on the wall with blue and black hues. Your gaze never shifted away from the portrait so he was forced to give you a verbal response, “Most, some are Taehyung’s.”

At the mention of your old friend you seemed to freeze up a little, “How is he?”

Jungkook couldn’t hold back a scoff as he crossed his arms over his chest, “He’s great, thanks for asking, don’t you want to ask how I am?”

Once again his slight attitude caught you off guard but you weren’t going to let it bring you down, you’ve come this far in your reconciliation. Your eyes narrowed as they met his glare and you rebutted, “I was getting there, jeez.”

This time around it was his turn to be surprised when you rolled your eyes and he hated that the corner of his lips threatened to turn upward in amusement. You finally quit looking at everything but him and turned in his direction like you were finally going to say something only for you to look up in search of the speakers that played a song you remembered he liked. Pink Maggit by Deftones started off slow and quietly but slowly raised volume that Jungkook had to lower it down a little more. He pretended not to notice his ringing phone that buzzed on the counter with Taehyung’s name displayed—probably wondering where he was.

���I don’t know if this holds meaning but I love this place,” you said and a shaky breath he hadn’t realized he was holding slipped out.

“Thanks,” Jungkook said with a huff.

“Seriously Jungkook,” you stood in front of the counter now, “It’s like everything you’ve ever wanted.”

“It is,” he agreed, studying you and falling silent.

The longer he stayed thinking the harder it became to hold himself back and this time, more gentle and calm, he asked, “Y/n, why are you here?”

His phone lit up once more and he flipped it to face down and waited for you to respond. You were quiet for a moment as you tried gathering your thoughts and in the end you found yourself sitting alone in his studio with him confessing about the tapes.

There was a slight tension in the air that seemed to blur out the background noise of the restaurant’s chaos. He felt it but he pretended like he didn’t as he looked at his menu, not sure what to order or if he was even hungry.

“Yuna thinks you’re not interested,” was one of the first things Taehyung said to him as the two met up for dinner one night. Jungkook had already expected his friend to have something to say about the other night when he ditched their plans because something unexpected happened but… but he hadn’t processed what Taehyung had said until it was too late.

“Who?” Jungkook asked absentmindedly, unaware of the glare Taehyung sent him that had him snapping back into realization, “Oh… Oh! Yuna? Yeah, sorry about that.”

“I mean it’s whatever to me but the two of you were really hitting it off,” Taehyung said with a shrug that had Jungkook rolling his eyes.

“Come on, we’ve met once and I was drunk,” Jungkook said, “She’s cute but… I don’t know.”

He ignored the way Taehyung’s eyes seemed to narrow suspiciously, “You don’t know? You seemed to be pretty good talking to her over drinks and now you don’t know? What made you ditch out on me anyway?”

Jungkook cleared his throat awkwardly, “Something came up—“

“No!” Taehyung groaned, “Don’t give me that bullshit. What was it?”

There was a slight pause in the conversation as the server came to take their orders but Taehyung just ushered them away to come back later. Jungkook ran his fingers through his hair, seeming exhausted before saying, “Nothing, honestly, just…”

“Just?”

“Y/n came to the studio.”

Silence filled the space between the two again as Taehyung stared at him dumbfounded. Jungkook couldn’t even think of anything to respond with either so they just sat there feeling the tension grow thicker by the second. After a while, Taehyung released a nervous chuckle and sighed, “Alright, for a second I thought you were being serious. Come up with a better excuse ne—“

“I’m being serious,” Jungkook said and Taehyung was finally able to see the small difference in his friend. His hair was a bit messier and he looked tired but he didn’t look bad he just looked different. “I was working late and you were blowing up my phone to get me to meet up with you guys but there I am smoking a stupid cigarette and she’s standing there like nothing ever happened asking if it’s open!”

“Shit,” Taehyung listened, “So what happened? That’s it? Did you talk? What did you talk about?”

“She asked about you,” Jungkook said with a roll of his eyes, “Then worried about me later but, she still had the tapes.”

“What tapes?”

“The tapes,” Jungkook didn’t care to clarify because his friend should know exactly what he is talking about. It took Taehyung a moment but realization dawned on him and he gasped, “All of the movies you made with her?”

“Yes,” Jungkook said, “I-I had forgotten all about them, honestly but then she comes along telling me she was moving and a friend of hers found them and they made her curious a—fuck, it’s so weird seeing her again.”

“Did Y/n change?” Taehyung asked, watching Jungkook nod his head. Jungkook really did look exhausted like he’s been thinking about this nonstop.

“So much but like… at the same time, it’s still Y/n,” Jungkook said with a small hint of a smile, “She’s still got the same look in her eye and her smile is still the same. I don’t know, we talked about the tapes but that’s really it an—“

“So go talk to her, even if it’s just to catch up,” Taehyung tried saying, half expecting his friend to reject the idea the way he’s rejected anything that had to do with you so to hear that he ditched him because you showed up out of the blue… he wants to know what this means.

In truth, Taehyung cared a lot about you both despite not being friends with you anymore. The three of you met at an impressionable age in your young adult years so it’s hard for him to act like he didn’t care about you two. You would hang out at the skatepark, record stupid videos, do stupid things at work, and you had been one of his best friends. To even hear that you asked about him made him feel good because there’s been so many times when he’s debated just picking up the phone and calling you but never brought himself to do it.

“You think I should talk to Y/n?” Jungkook asked as the server came back once more to ask if they were ready yet but once again Taehyung asked for another minute. He nodded his head, “I think… the two of you didn’t end terribly and if she came to find you then it wouldn’t hurt to talk. I know that it’s been six years and you don’t care anymore [ you’ve said that so many times now ] but personally I would want to see the tapes.”

Jungkook’s leg began to bounce anxiously under the table as he gnawed on his lip ring in thought. “So I should see Y/n?”

“I think so,” Taehyung said with a small smirk, “Or do you really not care because it’s been six years?”

There was a mocking undertone in his voice that Jungkook chose to ignore as he suddenly rose to his feet making his decision abrupt. Taehyung didn’t even bother stopping him as he left him behind in the restaurant, he just found it amusing. When the server came back to check if they were still not ready, Taehyung apologized for wasting their time and left them a tip before leaving too.

It has been six years, that thought hasn’t slipped Jungkook’s mind yet but that’s why he’s so confused. It’s been so long and you dumped him so for you to reach back out to him suddenly telling him you still have the tapes… don’t you realize how that can mess with his head? He’s over you, you’re over him so why would you do that? He has to know and that’s why he called the number you gave him the other night and asked to meet up.

When he got to your apartment building he was a bit taken back by the size of it. Compared to the small shoebox the two of you lived together in once upon a time, this was big and spacious. The inside was honestly what he expected. There was a record player in the corner with some old vinyls he knew you had: Deftones’ Around the Fur, Nirvana’s In Utero, Flyleaf’s Flyleaf, etc. You had a couple dead houseplants in various shades of dark green but no flowers, you seemed to still like the color black and you liked your bands and horror movies. On your coffee table was an arrangement of magazines all from the same publication and a drawing board next to it.

“Do you want anything to drink?” You asked from the kitchen, nervous to see him looking around so curiously. It was strange to have him here at your new place after claiming you were leaving the past in the past. Clearly that had been a lie because you’re the reason he’s here right now, you’re the one who reached out to him so you have no right to feel weird about him calling you tonight.

“Just water,” Jungkook mumbled to himself as his eyes casted down on the rundown box that he had been trying oh-so-desperately to avoid. It was shut but not well and the tape player laid next to it connected to the TV. He was itching to go through the tapes but he was also scared of what he would find on them.

Instead, he walked over to your record player looking through the various vinyls to see if he could play one. You’ve had the same player for years, it’s one he bought with you so he was well used to it and for some reason, he didn’t hesitate to go to it and play something himself like he used to. He chose a Deftones album and ‘Sextape’ began to play just in time for you to come to him with a glass of water looking at him curiously.

“Sorry,” Jungkook said once he realized he had subconsciously done what he used to do anytime he came over to your place, “Force of habit?”

It was stupid that a habit he had six years ago was coming back to him but for some reason seeing you again was making him realize how much the two of you used to love each other. He doesn’t think he has feelings for you still but he did miss you and he’ll never deny that.

Okay, false, he denied it all the time to Taehyung but that was then. He thought he would never see you again and if he did it was just in passing and that you would barely acknowledge him but that’s not what happened and he couldn’t help but miss you. If only he knew you felt the same but he always struggled to read you.

“It’s alright,” you said, moving to sit on the couch with his glass on the table letting him come join you. He sat down with a foot or two of space in between and looked around making you smile. You didn’t mean to smile but he just seemed so curious and intrigued by everything in here and as he looked around you looked at him.

God, he looked different. Last time you didn’t get a good look at his tattoos but right now you’re taking them all in with interest. Back then he would go on and on about all the tattoos he would get and now that he has them, you’ll admit he looks so good. He seemed to be doing so well for himself and that made you feel happy to see him doing what he always wanted to do. The confidence just radiated off him when before he was always a bit more insecure.

Not even just in his future plans but his looks too and now you’re noticing how buff he’s gotten. His arms and shoulders were huge and he looked intimidating, you’re sure if the 18 year old Jungkook saw what he looked like now, he wouldn’t believe it.

“How many have you watched?” Jungkook finally asked in regards of the tapes and for a second you forgot that’s why he came and it wasn’t just to catch up.

“A few, not all of them though,” you confessed looking at the box, “Some are hard to watch.”

He didn’t need you to elaborate to know what you were talking about. Toward the end of your relationship, there wasn’t a time Jungkook wasn’t recording you too and unfortunately that meant he caught a few rough moments on video. He developed them on tapes because he didn’t want to waste them and when he had given them to you he was mad and wanted to be petty so he gave them all but now he wishes he didn’t.

He realizes now that he’s not mad about the past. You dumped him because you were going to school and Jungkook wanted to go back to Busan with no real plan for his future. You worked so well together but it was so obvious that you reached a point where you wanted different things and you’re the one who had the guts to end it. Of course at the time it destroyed him but now that he’s grown from it, he can’t be mad anymore.

“Do you want me to play one?” You asked once he fell silent for too long. Jungkook bit his lip nervously before nodding his head shyly. You left his side to go set everything up and he just watched you feeling anxious. He hasn’t seen these tapes in six years and he’s not sure what to expect.

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ JJK 21: THE ARGUMENT ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

The video started with a view of a snake terrarium in your old bedroom. It belonged to Jungkook but when he moved in with you, he brought it with and it stayed. It was red and warm with a small snake hiding in its cave but it was pretty and the two of you used to pass time staring at it with curiosity. There was a soft rock song playing in the background but it was muffled by your voices.

In truth, Jungkook had forgotten he was recording.

“So you’re going back to Busan?” Your voice was a bit groggy and low like you were scared to raise your voice too much. It was late and the two of you had spent most of your time at some manga store after work and have just now gotten home. You’ve been quiet since you had dinner and this is the first thing you’ve said to him since.

Jungkook was in a small Korn band tee that didn’t cover his full waist and showed a bit of his belly button piercing but he never really cared how his clothes fit him. His black jeans were always baggy and torn and his beanies always flattened his hair. He used to have a certain look that drew everyone’s attention even when he didn’t want it.

“Come with me,” Jungkook said in his deep tone, “I know it’s sudden, Y/n, but I don’t want to leave you, I don’t care if it’s not that far.”

“So why leave at all?” You asked, sitting down on bed avoiding his gaze, “You can do whatever you want here, why do you want to go back?”

Jungkook stayed quiet for a moment as he thought about it, “I don’t know, I don’t feel at home.”

You didn’t say anything as you sat on the edge of the bed staring at the wall to avoid looking at him. He hasn’t forgotten that you haven’t answered him yet, “Come with me.”

“I don’t know,” you admitted after some time contemplating, “What would we do?”

“We can stay with my brother for a while, find a job and start working,” Jungkook offered excitedly as he dropped down to his knees in front of you, making sure your attention was on him and not the ground, “We’ll find a place together.”

“What about school?” You asked. You’ve got about a year left, if that, and you can’t just move somewhere else and register all over again. You’ve got internships lined up and the right connections here. You have plans.

Jungkook’s brows furrowed, “You can transfer, it’s not hard, right? Just think about it Y/n, just you and me. We don’t have to worry about your family or anything else.”

“I can’t.”

For a second he wondered if you said anything at all because it was so quiet but when you looked up at him apologetically, he asked, “Why not?”

“I can’t just pick up everything and leave with you Jungkook,” you told him, slightly bothered by the fact that he didn’t understand that, “I’ve got plans that don’t involve me moving to Busan with a boy I’ve dated for a little over a year and who I probably won’t even be with for long.”

“What?” His face hardened as he listened to you, “You don’t want to be with me?”

“I didn’t say that,” you sighed, “I’m sorry, that’s not how I meant it, I just…”

“Just what, Y/n? Because last night we were talking about spending forever together and now you’re saying we won’t be together for long?” Jungkook said with a scoff as he stood up, his camera completely pushed to the back of his mind.

You ran your hand over your face with worry, “That was before you told me you want to move back to Busan,” you said honestly, “I don’t want to go anywhere, if you want to go and start over somewhere else then do it but you can’t just ask me to change everything I’ve had planned just so I could follow you. You don’t even have a real plan to go back. It might not feel like home to you here, Jungkook, but it does for me and it’s not fair that you can just ask me to pack up and leave when we’ve got nothing going on.”

“We have each other,” Jungkook’s voice was softer because he sounded hurt, “Isn't that enough?”

“For you, maybe, but not for me,” you argued coldly, “I can’t change my life for you.”

Jungkook stood there seemingly frozen as you got up from the bed, pushing past him and locking yourself in the bathroom away from him. He wasn’t sure what to think right now other than this was the first argument the two of you have ever had. It was an argument, right?

What even happened? You had spent such an amazing day together, he picked you up after your last class and you went out to eat. You went to a park where he played a song for you on the guitar you bought him and the two of you had been laughing all day. It felt so sweet until the moment he mentioned Busan and suddenly you had grown distant.

Suddenly you were saying the two of you wouldn’t last, is that true?

“Y/n?” You could hear Jungkook call for you with a small knock on the door, “Babe, can we talk?”

“I don’t want to,” you sniffled, “I just want to be alone right now.”

Jungkook pulled away from the door feeling dejected and blown off. He ran his fingers through his messy hair anxiously and looked around your shared bedroom for his things. He’ll just give you time to yourself and maybe later you could think things through again.

As he looked for his phone and keys, his eyes landed on the camcorder that captured the moment his snake left its cafe to curl up against a small log. He picked the camera up curiously, eyes widening as he saw it was recording.

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ THE END ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

Jungkook sat there as still as ever, staring at the screen with glossy eyes as he watched the frozen image of himself pick up his camera—realizing he left it on. He looked down at his glass of water, feeling his throat become dry as he brought it to his lips, hand shaking.

Although it was six years ago and he had not thought about it once… seeing this video just brought him back to that day. It wasn’t the only argument the two of you had but he must’ve learned his lesson and kept the camera off. Later on the two of you argued and you said some hurtful things to him that you later apologized for but it didn’t make him feel any different.

That was the moment he realized maybe the relationship really would not have lasted long.

“Jungkook,” your voice was so soft now, slightly deeper and more mature but anytime you said his name it made his head spin nonetheless like he still couldn’t believe it.

When he looked up at you, you’re not sure what you had expected but it definitely wasn’t the sight of his reddened eyes as he took jagged breaths trying to calm his racing heart.

It’s just… back then he had been struck with such limerence that all he could think about was the two of you together anyway it could be. Sometimes it didn’t even matter if you weren’t sexually intimate, just knowing someone loved him and wanted him was enough and when you broke up with him… it hurt. It hurt really fucking bad and this video reminded him a bit of how that felt.

“I kept some tapes too,” he finally admitted, clearing his throat and changing the subject in hopes that you wouldn’t see how he was feeling. He circled the rim of his glass with his index finger as he looked down at his lap to avoid your soft gaze. A smile came to his face as he scoffed, “Um, this is kinda embarrassing to admit but… the last person I dated dumped me because I wouldn’t throw them away.”

“Because of the memories?” You asked quietly and he nodded. That’s how Jungkook was, once he told you how he never wanted to forget anything no matter how it made him feel and in this case he wanted to remember you no matter what happened and in a sense you had been the same. You wanted to keep the tapes because being with him had felt like home to you and you never wanted to leave it behind even if you said you were over it.

Watching them again was making you realize how much you needed Jungkook at the time and how much he had needed you. Maybe you still need him and it took you this long to admit that, knowing he couldn’t let you go either was like a slap in the face after the things you said to him.

The amount of times you argued that you had a future planned that didn’t need him in it only because you were heading toward different directions in life. Where Jungkook was more laidback, you were uptight and that had not been a good mix then. You told him you couldn’t just sit around in Busan and only have what the two of you had to rely on because one day he might decide he doesn’t need you anymore and throw you away after you changed your life for him. In the end, things happened in reverse and you wish you could just take it all back.

“Y/n—“

Jungkook went quiet as the soft buzz of a phone ringing cut him off and he was thankful. He didn’t even know what he planned on telling you and that scared him. Would he tell you that he missed you or that he thinks it would be best to never speak again?

You both looked down at your phone screen as it sat on the coffee table with a picture of you and Jimin smiling happily as he called. Your gaze shifted to Jungkook, “What were you going to say?”

The call came to an end and your attention was on him but he didn’t want to speak anymore and before he could tell you it didn’t matter, this stranger called again. He cleared his throat, “Um, you should answer that, it’s late anyway and we’ve both got work tomorrow. If you ever want to talk again… maybe we can, you have my number but I should go.

Your brows furrowed, shaking your head no as he set the glass down next to your ringing phone and stood up suddenly, “Jungkook, wai—“

He didn’t stop till he was out the door running his fingers through his hair, feeling exhausted and unsure of himself.

Watching that video reminded him that the two of you broke up for a reason and it had been valid at the time. It has been the right decision too even if it hurt and although it felt like a ‘Right Person Wrong Time’ moment, there’s nothing to do now and there’s no point in dwelling on the past.

He’s moved on.

Just as you debated following him out, your phone rang once more and with a dejected sigh, you answered, “What do you want?!”

“Whoa, chill on the attitude I’ve been trying to get you to answer because I have a serious question,” Jimin said on the other end of the line. Your face softened as you grew curious and worried “What is it?”

“Am I a gold or silver jewelry type of guy?” Jimin asked as he held up two matching bracelets in thought. You went quiet on your end and he raised a curious brow only to wince at the second your voice rose a couple octaves.

“Are you fucking serious right now?” You groaned, throwing yourself back on your couch annoyed that Jungkook left in such a hurry because Jimin had been blowing up your phone.

“Dead serious.”

Click.

“Hello?” Jimin spoke to himself hearing the line end, “Did you hang up on me?”

The end of the week came quicker than you had expected and yet time felt to slow down for you too. Ever since Jungkook came to your apartment and watched that video with you, you haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. The look in his eyes had captured your attention more than the video had but when he left without finishing what he was going to say… that’s when you got caught up. He used to always do that to you, he would start to say something and then try and push it away so he should know by now that you would think about it.

You just can’t help but wonder what he was going to say and it’s been eating at you for days.

“Y/n, can you pretend to listen to me?” Jimin asked as he bumped his wine glass again at yours to get your attention.

“What?” You asked looking up at your two friends who stared at you with confusion, “Sorry.”

Somin’s brows furrowed, “What’s up with you? You haven’t even touched your food.”

Your plate sat there barely eaten while theirs had been cleared out. You seemed to have forgotten where you were and it wasn’t until now that you looked around to see the three of you were still sitting in a dimly lit booth having an extremely late dinner on a Saturday night.

“Nothing, I’ve just been… y'know,” you shrugged, lifting up your silverware in hopes of finding the motivation to finish your meal. You bit your lip anxiously, your friends watching you made you nervous and it was very apparent. You haven’t told them about seeing Jungkook again but you’re not sure what they would make of it and that’s the only thing that has stopped you. You’re not sure what you even make of it, much less what they would think but you’re starting to realize maybe you need a second opinion.

“I met with Jungkook,” you finally said and despite the loudness of the restaurant, your table seemed to fall silent as they both looked at you.

“When?”

“Well, the first time, a couple weeks ago,” you said honestly, “The last time… two nights ago.”

They shared a look with each other that you had no desire to learn the meaning of before Jimin asked, “This is the ex boyfriend, right? The VCR tapes boyfriend?”

“That’s the one,” you said awkwardly, “We watched a tape the other night, it wasn’t a good one but… I don’t know.”

“You mean you invited him over?” Somin asked, making you shake your head no and she continued, “He just showed up? So did he find you first?”

“Nope, I looked for him,” you told them, hiding your face in your hands, “I’m so stupid. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Why?” Jimin asked, “Did you two argue?”

“No,” you told him, “No, we didn’t… it’s just…”

“It’s just now you can’t stop thinking about him,” Somin said instead of asked and you nodded your head yes. She released a sigh, “It’s been six years, Y/n.”

“I know,” you groaned letting your head fall into your hands further, “That’s why I’m so confused.”

“But was he mad or anything?” Jimin asked.

“No.”

“Then why don’t you try and talk to him?” He went on making you look at him.

“And tell him what?”

“That maybe you should start over—“

“No!” Somin said, “No, it’s been too long. Do you honestly think Jungkook would want that? All they did was talk, it just doesn’t make sense. It’s not like he's been waiting six years to hear from Y/n.”

You had to agree with her, you have no idea what Jungkook thinks about all this if he even does.

Not far from where you were with your friends was a packed street filled with nightlife and club goers all getting into their Saturday night and he was amongst them. He rarely chooses to come out for drinks and loud music unless it’s with his friends and this time was no different. After spending the past forty eight hours practically shut in his shop, Taehyung finally got him to come out to meet with the girls from last time.

Although he had sworn off meeting with Yuna again so he wouldn’t lead her on… he found himself doing it anyway. He just needed a distraction, you’re all he’s been able to think about and it wasn’t good for him. He couldn’t think about you like this.

You were his ex-girlfriend from so long ago and though meeting with you reminded him little by little of how well you used to be together… he can’t get over the fact that you left him. You left him when he needed you and that should have been the end of it. That had been the end of it. He had gone to Busan and you went your own way, when he came back to Seoul he only thought about you every now and then like when Taehyung would bring you up… or when he would remember the tapes… or listen to Deftones… or look at the guitar you gave him…

Maybe he did think about you frequently but not as frequent as this and he didn’t like it. You’ve been a constant in his mind since he first saw you standing under a street lamp not far from him asking if his studio was open. You’ve been a constant in his mind since he first ever met you too and it’s not fair that after you left him you get to come back and try to reconcile as friends.

“Want a smoke?” Taehyung asked his friend after he realized Jungkook had gone quiet for too long even when Yuna tried to ask him things. He didn’t give a verbal response, only nodded his head and began walking out of the packed club in hopes of more room to breathe.

Taehyung didn’t hesitate to reach into his pack of cigarettes and hand one to Jungkook watching his friend take it gladly and search his pockets for a lighter. He lit the end and did the same for Taehyung, looking up at the sky and attempting to tune out the loudness of the club behind him.

“So what’s up?” Taehyung asked, “You agreed to come out tonight but you seem out of it. Yuna’s been asking you questions nonstop and you’ve barely batted an eye at her.”

“I don’t know,” Jungkook took a drag of the cigarette, blowing it out shortly after with a shrug of his shoulders, “I’ll tell her I’m not feeling good or something.”

Taehyung didn’t say anything for a moment as he studied his best friend, finally asking, “Did you end up seeing Y/n?”

When Jungkook didn’t immediately react, Taehyung knew the answer. He flicked ash off the end of his cigarette and asked, “The night we had dinner?”

“Yeah,” Jungkook said, avoiding his friend’s gaze, “She didn’t ask about you this time, sorry.”

Taehyung just shrugged, knowing his friend was trying to lighten the growing tension but he didn’t care. He asked, “So then what did you talk about?”

“Not much,” Jungkook cleared his throat, a cloud of smoke covering his vision for a moment as he moved to the side to let a group of drunks through, “We watched one of the tapes though.”

“Which one?”

“It was an argument. I think it was when I first brought up Busan,” Jungkook admitted, kicking a rock with the tip of his black combat boot.

Taehyung nodded understandingly, “That’s it?”

“Pretty much, I left because some guy kept calling her,” Jungkook said, “I wasn’t sure if it was her boyfriend or not.”

Taehyung released a scoff, “You couldn’t have asked?”

“Why would it matter to me if it was?” Jungkook asked, “We’re exes for a reason, right?”

“And what was the reason, Jungkook?” Taehyung asked with a slightly harsher tone at his friend’s nonchalance, “Because you wanted her to follow you somewhere new and she didn’t want to. You’re back now, there’s no reason to not talk anymore so why didn’t you ask?”

“It won’t change anything,” Jungkook argued, annoyed by his friend’s need to always make him think about you when he didn’t want to, “So why bother?”

“Because it’s Y/n!” Taehyung said, “I get it, I really do. It’s been so long since you dated and it might not mean shit now but it did then and that’s never going to change no matter how hard you try and lie to yourself about it. And if it really didn’t matter anymore then you wouldn’t be out here tonight trying to forget seeing her again.”

“I went to see her because you told me to,” Jungkook said through gritted teeth.

“No,” Taehyung scoffed, “You went to see her because you wanted to, I just gave you the final push.”

“Nothing’s going to change thinking about her,” Jungkook said, “She’s a new person, so am I.”

“But on the inside you’re both still those same kids who ran away from home only to find it in each other again,” Taehyung said with a softer tone, “Come on man, I hate this sappy shit but open your eyes and realize that your home has always been with Y/n, that’s why you came back.”

“You’re wrong,” Jungkook glared at the ground, a lump forming in his throat, “She dumped me, she didn’t need me—“

“That’s not true and you know it, you grew apart because you wanted different things at the time but what about now?” Taehyung asked, “Y/n looked for you—I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to make you mad talking about it but Yoongi called me a few weeks back—right before you told me she went to the studio. Who do you think told her you were back?”

Jungkook didn’t say anything as he watched his cigarette burn on its own. He remembers when you went and you talked about the tapes but he didn’t have the courage to ask how you knew where he worked or that he had moved back. He should have asked but did it matter?

The muffled sound of music and chatter blurred out the silence that had grown between the two friends and Taehyung knew Jungkook had nothing to say. When a phone began to ring and the chest pocket of Jungkook’s black plaid flannel lit up with the outline of a screen and Taehyung didn’t have to ask to know who that might be. He dropped his cigarette on the floor to put it out with his shoe before placing an encouraging hand on his friend’s shoulder and leaving him outside alone.

For a moment Jungkook debated following him back into the dark nightclub and pretending like he was having the time of his life with Yuna but he knew he wouldn’t. He reached into his pocket and answered the call without another wasted second of hesitation, “Hello?”

“Jungkook, hey?” Your voice sounded a bit hoarse and he could hear noise behind you, “Are you, um, bu—do you have a moment?”

Jungkook looked up at the moon, taking a deep breath coming to terms with the fact that he’s afraid to open himself up to you again even if it’s just as acquaintances, “I’m not busy.”

“Really?” You asked slightly surprised, “Well, I—I was wondering if maybe you… um… maybe you wanted to meet me somewhere? O-or if, y’know you’re home… maybe I could come over to talk about us? My friend interrupted us last time and I feel like a lot of things went unsaid.”

You mentally cringed at yourself for sounding so nervous but what else was there to be expected? If you didn’t tell Jungkook how you felt now then maybe it’ll be another six years before you get to do it again—or worse, you won’t get another chance.

Jungkook looked around for the street sign as if he could imagine the distance he is from your place, “Where are you?”

Your heart seemed to raise, “I’m out with friends downtown but I can leave right no—“

“Where downtown?” He asked, walking just a bit away from the club entrance, listening to you tell him the street, “I’m a couple blocks down from there, at Club X.”

“Club X?” You asked and for a moment he debated telling you he was just with Taehyung but you quickly said, “Don’t move, I’ll walk.”

“Y/n, wai—“

Click.

Jungkook ran his fingers through his hair nervously, looking around once more knowing he should just stay put but you told him where you were too and the thought of just standing here waiting for you to arrive didn’t sit well with him. It would be too long of a wait and if he waits any longer he’s scared he’ll back out from wanting to see you too… so he ran.

You left your friends without much thought to how they felt about it, you paid your bill and left them just like that, practically running out the door. Before Jungkook could reject your proposal you hung up on him and that meant that if he didn’t want to see you then he would be leaving soon and you had to get to him before he did. You just needed to be honest.

Your feet ached from the heels you wore but that didn’t stop you from running down the uneven sidewalk, bumping into people on your way and checking for traffic whenever you crossed a street.

You wanted to be with him again, or at least try to be even if it was just as friends. It didn’t even have to be romantically [even if all the romantic feelings you had for him came back], you’ll take whatever he gives you as long as you know that he might feel the same. That’s all you want to know, that he might feel the same so you ran to him.

Jungkook was out of breath but he moved at a quicker pace than you did, running so fast he nearly dropped the person that bumped into him but he caught them before they could fall and held them by the arm, “Sorry.”

You stopped, tightening your hold on his forearm in shock, “Jungkook?”

He nearly stumbled as he froze on the spot, looking down at the person he bumped into on his way to you and his heart raced, “Y/n.”

“Jungkook, I—I told you to wait,” you stuttered as the two of you stood there at the end of a crosswalk ignoring all the people that passed you, “I—it’s about us, I wanted to see you—“

“Y/n,” he repeated your name, eyes scanning your face for any sign that you might regret asking to meet him but he found none. Before he could stop himself, his hands had made their way to your jaw, pulling you closer and it was all you needed to see to throw your arms around his neck and drag him down to meet your lips with his.

Jungkook didn’t hesitate to kiss you back with as much need and desire as you had and let his eyes shut, relishing in the feel of your soft lips that he had forgotten the taste of. The small kiss had been everything he missed, so soft and tender yet there was no mistaking the intense longing in each languid movement of your tongue with his that he nearly forgot where the two of you were till a car was honking annoyingly at the public display of affection—egging it on.

You pulled back with a pant, trying to catch your breath as your eyes ran along his face trying to understand his expression, hands sliding down to his ribs unsure if you should hold him or not. There was a lot you wanted to say but right now you wanted to feel him like this more, “Where?”

Jungkook bit his lip, breathing heavily through his nose as he slid his hand into yours and pulled you toward the street raising a hand to call a cab, “Mine.”

He was also aware that the two of you needed to talk and he planned on doing that but first… first he just needed to have you in his arms again. He just needed to feel you want him back one more time before the weight of whatever the two of you talked about came crashing down and there was no going back. It’s been six years of not being with you, you would think any ounce of romantic attraction would be gone and yet every time he remembered you or thought about you, it hit him harder than before and he spent the cab ride kissing you like he would never get the chance again—and he might not.

When you got to his house, you didn’t get a chance to look around when Jungkook was dragging you back into his arms, kicking the front door shut and kissing you.

“We’ll talk after,” you said more to yourself than to him when he yanked off his unbuttoned flannel, walking you backwards down a hall.

“After,” Jungkook repeated, breathless as he pulled away to kiss down your neck, placing soft kisses along your jaw and down your jugular. You craned yourself back to give him more room and dunk your fingers into his short black hair. He let his hands roam down your body, memorizing the feel of you under his fingertips once more and gripping your sides as you released a small gasp when the back of your knees hit a bed and you were falling back. His hands went to your back feeling along the material of your short black dress he hadn’t had a chance to admire and gently touched your ass, making you breathless before you felt his fingers slip under the hem further to feel along your spine, pulling the dress up until you were taking it off.

“It’s been so long,” he whispered softly between small kisses along your shoulder blade, letting you fall back on the bed in nothing but your underwear and bra. He sat back on his knees, staring down at you with glossy eyes. God, he missed you so much. He missed everything about you from your body to the way you used to softly run your fingers through his hair.

Six years.

Six years without seeing you laying down underneath him sliding a finger between the valley of your breasts teasingly, reaching behind you to take it off. He watched, nearly hypnotized by the way you slowly revealed all of yourself to him, saying, “Too long, I’ve almost forgotten how you feel.”

Jungkook licked his lips looking down at your bare chest, sinking down to lower his head until his nose lightly brushed against your soft skin making you wither just a little.

“I’ll fix that,” he whispered, eyes meeting yours and pressing a light kiss on your exposed breast, warm breath tickling you and making you bite your lip with anticipation.

“I want to see you,” your voice was as soft as his had been and he couldn’t help but sigh in content, nodding his head and pulling back to undress. He yanked off the black t-shirt he had worn under his flannel and kicked off his black denim jeans throwing them off somewhere on the floor near his snake terrarium that produced a red light—a huge contrast to the blue hue of light the rest of his apartment showed. When he sat bare between your parted legs you took in the sight of him.

His tattoos danced across his skin with every flex of his arms and it was all so new to you that you wanted to memorize it all. You reached your hands out hesitant to touch him, and heard a quiet gasp come from between his lips when your hands ran over his chest feeling every ridge of abdomen muscle, until you touched the top ball of his belly button piercing—surprised he still had it. His muscles tightened, feeling your fingertip slide back up until you were tracing the patterns of ink on his arm and shoulder.

"Y/n," Jungkook said your name with such tenderness that you stopped and looked up immediately, watching him hover over you and lower his mouth to the expanse of your neck sucking on your skin lightly. You bit your lip with want feeling his kisses moving lower, kissing along your collarbone. You ran your hands along his back when his tongue licked down to the valley of your breasts, tracing circles around your hardened nipple teasingly, bringing one into his mouth and sucking gently. The tip of his tongue flicked at your bud before capturing the whole thing in his mouth and licking the end, hands running along your sides to keep your body in place.

He kept this up for some time that all you could do was lay there and attempt to catch your breath as he memorized himself with your body again. It wasn’t just your breasts that got attention, he kissed your ribs and stomach, down your arms and along your neck. When he kissed along your navel toward your pelvis, his rough fingertips played with the hem of your panties until you were lifting your hips enough for him to slip them off you, leaving you just as nude as he.

“I missed this,” he said hoarsely, hands sliding down your inner thighs until he was slowly pulling them apart and fixing himself comfortably between them, “I don’t think you realize how much.”

He didn’t even realize how much he had missed—he didn’t allow himself to and now that he’s done it, it’s all he could focus on.

“I missed you too,” your tone was soft yet he could feel the emotion through it and it made him pause for a moment, debating if this was a confession or not and if he should stop so the two of you could talk.

He hadn't even touched you in the place you needed him most and yet you were on edge already. It’s not like you had expected to even kiss—much less this—that you found yourself already aroused but it felt so good to have him touch you again. After so much time apart, your body still reacted to him the way it used to and part of that scared you to admit.

"Jungkook," you licked your lips when his hair tickled against your cunt meaning he was getting closer. He hummed in response. Your voice was dry as you asked, "Condom?" It took him a second to pull away looking you in the eye as he sat back. Realization hit him like a truck as he stared down at your naked body then his, painfully aware of his hardened member and how quickly you had made him like this with only some kissing and teasing. He shook his head, "I don't—"

You sat up enough to pull him down and kiss him again, wanting nothing more but for this to continue whether you had a condom or not. “I don’t care, if you don’t.”

It didn’t take him long to understand what you meant and with the way your tongue kissed his, he couldn’t deny you even if he wanted to. Before, he used to take his time with you, making sure he satisfied all your needs with his tongue or fingers—whatever you wanted and he had subconsciously decided to do that tonight too. The only difference is that it’s been too long to take his time, he needed you now.

Your eyes ran over his body, still in disbelief with the sight of him above you, watching his hand slide down his toned stomach to his aching member. He stroked the tip of his cock softly, in search of some release as he let you take all the time you needed to watch him. The room was quiet aside from your heavy panting and buzz of his heat lamp but it still felt so loud. Your blood rushed to your ears, realizing what the two of you were doing and for a moment you wondered if this was a good idea but it didn’t take long for you to realize you didn’t care either way. You could worry about the repercussions later.

Jungkook leaned down between your parted thighs until his lips brushed against yours and his hard cock pressed against your wet heat, “You’re still the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”

Your heart dropped at his tender words, breath hitching in your throat and letting your hands touch against his arms, “Even after so long?”

There was a soft sound of a cricket not far outside the window and when he whispered, “Everlong,” to you, you had to stop and stare into his eyes in search of something to say. It was a small ode to Foo Fighters’ song ‘Everlong’ and how no matter how much time you spent apart, he would forever feel this way about you.

The red heat lamp did little to light the room along the moon but he still saw the way your eyes seemed to water, feeling your hands brush against his cheek, “I’m sorry.”

He seemed to freeze even as his cock aligned with your folds, coated in your arousal and all he needed was one push of his hips to feel you once more and yet he stopped, “Sorry?”

Did you want to stop?

Did you realize that this might not be the best idea?

Had he said something that made you want to leave?

“I was scared,” you admitted suddenly, “We wanted different things and I was scared that you would realize that after it was too late and you would just throw me away.”

He resisted the urge to scoff, bringing a hand up to push your hair out of your face and onto the pillow, “You know I never would have, baby.”

The pet name slipped out without his intention, “I never loved anyone as much as I loved you.”

It didn’t slip by either of you his use of past tense but you understood what he meant and you hated that you couldn’t before. It’s crazy how a silly little friendship between two coworkers who like the same music and style had developed so far out into the future that when your relationship ended, you couldn’t ever fully move on.

“I want to feel you,” you whispered, your nose brushing against his as he dropped his head to look down at the small space between your bodies. Jungkook was gentle in finding your entrance with the tip of his cock, guiding himself between your folds until you released a gasp at the stretch. Although it hurt for a moment, it didn’t take your body long to get used to him—like it had been waiting to feel him all this time and your mouths drew open in silent gasps when he bottomed out waiting there for the stretching. Even without foreplay your bodies seemed to know exactly what they needed to do and you hugged him, releasing a small moan in his ear as he dropped his head against your neck. Jungkook felt his heart race as you clung to him, letting him get used to feeling your walls around his dick once more and for a second it felt like too much, “Oh fuck, I missed you.”

“I missed you so much,” you confessed with a sigh when he drew his hips back slightly before bringing them forward in a single thrust as if testing the waters first, “So much, Jungkook.”

What’s crazy is how you had been so unaware of it as if some of the things you did weren’t constant reminders of him that you had to force yourself to forget. You still wore beanies because of him, you listened to fucking Korn because of him, you still slept on the right side because he liked the left—even when past partners would argue that they liked that side too, you never changed it. You had craved him in every aspect of your life even when you had forgotten it… that’s why you kept the tapes.

You let out a moan from his slow thrusts, in and out, in and out, dragging his cock out slowly as if letting you remember what it felt like to have him inside of you against and it had your legs moving to wrap around his waist. You grip his shoulders tightly moving your hips in rhythm with his, it was a slow and sensual yet rough fucking that had you begging, “Jungkook, more."

He rose his head from your neck, hips thrusting his thick cock into your wet pussy, doing exactly what you wanted.

He licked the corner of your mouth as you watched his hips draw back before pushing forward harshly, “I wanted to stop thinking about you, baby, but I couldn’t.”

You heard him clearly and you didn’t need to ask to understand what he meant, you simply ran your hands down his toned, muscular back guiding him to fuck you harder as he went on, “Even when I thought I hated you, I couldn’t let you go.”

The two of you were supposed to talk after and yet he he was losing his rhythm and talking to you while passionately and aggressively fucking you. “I’m sorry,” you repeated with a soft moan, “I should have never left you.” You kiss him for a moment before he moves down and leaves a bite on your chest making you whine out from it and he moves his hands down to your hips, gripping tightly as he fucked you harder, “You’re right, you shouldn’t have.”

" Jungkook," you moaned again, clinging to him, feeling your climax close, "I still love you."

He seemed to come to a halt at your sudden confession and you nearly pushed him away, surprised by yourself and your impulsiveness but he only pressed his body harder against yours.

"I love you so fucking much," he growled into your chest as he began to pound into you. The room filled with a string of moans as he fucked you unlike he ever had before, completely different yet still as passionate as he used to and moaned into your ear, “So close.”

“Ngh,” you gasped, “You feel so good, I think I’m gonna cum soon.”

“Mhm,” he hummed in content, clinging to you as much as possible, “Please, Y/n, I need to feel it, one more time baby, it’s been so long since you came for me.”

His thumb had slid down your body until it found your clit which had hardened with arousal and he rubbed light patterns around it, feeling your walls twitch and it became harder for him to drag his cock back out with the way you tightened.

“I’m going to cum,” he admitted, nails digging into the soft flesh of your thighs urging you to let him go but your legs held him in place and he realized what you wanted—he wanted it too. He didn’t want to pull away from you for even a second and as your walls convulsed around him with release, he couldn’t help but let go with a moan.

He held your body to his panting heavily as your sweat covered bodies clung to each other desparatelt, both letting your orgasms ride their wave before pulling apart.

It took him a moment to gather enough strength to pull out, doing so with a small tired grunt until he was rolling onto his back feeling out of breath, hand searching for yours on the bed.

The realization that the two of you just had unprotected sex after six years apart seemed to hit you first and you sat up worried, looking over at him as he struggled to catch his breath, “Bathroom?”

He lifted a tired hand toward his en suite and you left him tired and alone in the darkness of his bedroom.

You cleaned yourself up as best as you could, trying not to let what just happened cloud your mind and remind yourself that you had wanted to talk to him. You’re not sure what this meant, if this meant anything more than just sex between ex lovers or if this was more but you didn’t have much time to question it when Jungkook knocked on the bathroom door and let himself in. He walked past you to the large bathtub, running the water and letting it fill as he looked at you with worry, “You okay?”

“Yeah,” you nodded your head, biting your lip, “You?”

A small smile came to his face as the water quickly filled behind him, “Yeah.”

When the bathtub was filled, Jungkook took your hand in his and led you inside the water, “But we should talk.”

“I agree,” you said, suddenly shy by your nakedness and brought your knees to your chest, sinking into the water with your back pressed against the side of the rub. Jungkook sat on the other end, never letting go of your hand as he pulled you toward him until you were between his legs with your back against his chest.

“Y/n,” his voice was soft as he cupped water in his palm to pour down on your bare shoulder, “I really did miss you.”

You released your lip from between your teeth, leaning further against him, “I missed you too.”

“And I want to be with you,” Jungkook admitted, “Even if it’s not how it used to be.”

It was impossible to be how it was six years ago and he’s realized that now but he doesn’t care. If you asked him to be friends even after the passionate sex the two of you had just had, he would do it as long as it meant he could be with you.

“You don’t hate me?” You asked sounding worried. You still loved him and it was embarassing enough to know you finally admitted it when he was inside you but it didn’t change the fact that it was true. You loved Jungkook so much and maybe you always had deep down even when you told yourself you didn’t but could the two of you really try this again?

“I could never,” he said placing a soft kiss on your shoulder as he began to wash the front of your body with his sponge, “You know that.”

“But I left you—“

“No, I left you,” Jungkook said, “I’m the one who wanted to move Y/n, not you. I’m the one who made you feel like you had to choose.”

You stayed quiet and he worried he upset you.

“I came back because I realized that my home wasn’t anywhere else but with you,” he confessed, “And I was too much of a coward when I came back that I didn’t go looking for you the second I had the chance to.”

“Jungkook,” you turned to face him, cuddling into him in the bathtub and eyes wide with affection, “Let’s try, one more time. L-let’s, let’s give us a shot… I… I—I have so much I wish I could’ve done better and if you just give me a chance I promise I will love and support anything you do—“

“Y/n, I would give us a million chances over again if it means I could be with you still.”

::.

yallllll the took me forever 😭ik there wasn’t too much focus on their relationship in the tapes but that’s bc I’m gonna do drabbles of them when I get the chance

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baby, i loved you first; jude bellingham | instagram au

summary: jude and his best friend totally aren’t in love or anything.

pairing: jude bellingham x fem!reader

face claim: sabrina carpenter

notes: you can find my masterlist here. pictures are not mine, credit to the original owners

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user obsessed with how hot u two wld be as a couple

judebellingham u look good👍

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judebellingham

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judebellingham recharging

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↳judebellingham i’m on the left sweetie

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↳judebellingham i am fit

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user the bellingham genes are insane

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↳judebellingham already hung it in ur wardrobe

user so jealous of y/n getting to spend time with them

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gioreyna good people

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↳jobebellingham they fight like one as well

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user ^^^ they both have such awkward smiles it’s adorable

judebellingham

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judebellingham another year of annoying you!there’s not a day goes by i don’t think about how lucky i am to have you in my life and i couldn’t imagine not exploring the world with you. my biggest supporter and even bigger inspiration, i love you always. happy birthday pretty girl🤍

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↳judebellingham always🤍

jobebellingham it’s 1 minute past midnight…

↳judebellingham and what about it?

↳jobebellingham whipped bro🤣

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bestfriendsuser oh u love her do u😼

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user happy birthday gorgeous girl!!!

user need her and jude to announce the relationship Now

user PRETTY GIRL

gioreyna oh you lurv lurv her

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jobebellingham *blondes*

↳yourusername is this indirect slut shaming

↳jobebellingham you’d know if i was slut shaming u

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user oh this cake is such a slay

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user ^^ they spent the day together🥺🥺

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↳judebellingham No.

↳bestfriendsuser grow some balls and then u can have a say in this

user all that artwork and ur still the prettiest in the room

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user omg jude took her to paris fashion week

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↳user OH???

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user ur so beautiful it’s not fair

judebellingham im gonna be honest i can’t stop thinking about that first pic

↳yourusername what’re u thinking🤭

↳judebellingham cant say my mum’ll see

user oh he’s down BAD

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judebellingham 🤠

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yourusername oh my fucking god

yourusername fits kinda slutty i’m here for it

↳judebellingham figured it was only fair i show u my tits since u showed me urs

↳jobebellingham thought i heard some peculiar noises last night

↳yourusername no idea what ur on abt

↳gioreyna oh i see i’ve got some catching up to do

user did jobe just expose them

↳user he’s probably teasing

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↳bestfriendsuser u sure???

↳jobebellingham must be something to do with those weird noises i heard

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user ^^^ there’s no hiding it atp SOMETHING is going on

yourusername

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yourusername sorry i can’t come to the phone rn i’m watching bottles roll down stairs

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judebellingham i’m gonna say something inappropriate

judebellingham jesus christ😍😍

↳yourusername does seeing me cry get u off?

↳judebellingham i was on abt the bikini pic but now u mention the crying… yeah kinda

user ^^^BROO😭😭

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user jude has absolutely no shame anymore

↳user his feelings are so obvious he’s got no subtlety

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↳judebellingham bro get outta here

↳yourusername no need to fight boys there’s plenty of me to go around

↳judebellingham no there isn’t.

user im on my knees for u

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bestfriendsuser god ur so hot

bestfriendsuser i wanna be u when i grow up

user if she’s dating jude he’s so lucky

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↳judebellingham obviously so hurry up

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↳judebellingham 😳😳😳

yourusername

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yourusername happy birthday starboy!! there’ll never be enough words to say how grateful i am for the chance to watch u become the man u are today. forever proud of u and everything u’ve accomplished! thank u for letting me follow u through life :)) i love u more than you’ll ever know🤍

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judebellingham no one i want by my side more than u, i love u angel🤍

↳yourusername 🤍🤍🤍

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↳jobebellingham he calls her the missus sometimes as well its insanity

↳gioreyna snitch🤣

user jobe is such a trouble causer😭😭

user them both always using the white heart for each other makes me wanna cry

bestfriendsuser tell ur boyfriend happy birthday

↳user boyfriend???

user happy birthday jude!!!

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↳judebellingham get a grip u freak

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↳judebellingham i’ve got something u could gag on😏

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user happy birthday❤️❤️

user this was great up until the feet pic

jobebellingham no one wants to see ur toes mate

↳gioreyna i do

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↳judebellingham i can keep a secret

user ^^^ THEYRE SO ????

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user JUDE LOOKS SO FINE

bestfriendsuser most beautiful girl

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user if they aren’t together yet i’m going to scream

judebellingham wonder who those flowers are from🤔

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↳judebellingham was he handsome?

↳yourusername no he had a proper pubey beard

↳judebellingham it doesn’t even look like pubes anymore

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judebellingham thanks for always being my muse. i love you🤍

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gioreyna finally

jobebellingham finally

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user IT FINALLY HAPPENED????

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yourusername finally🙄

yourusername didn’t ur mother ever teach u it’s rude to keep a girl waiting?

↳ judebellingham keep acting clever and see what happens

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↳yourusername dw you’ll always be my favourite

↳judebellingham didn’t ur mother ever teach u it’s rude to lie?

↳yourusername she said it’s okay to lie to men

user she’s so out of ur league

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user we need to see the content on that camera

↳jobebellingham u really don’t

user hand placement is making me dizzy😵‍💫😵‍💫

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Sprite's Favourite Fics {Bangtan Fics} Part 10

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

[Masterlist]

[OT7]

{SERIES}

➺ Between The Bloodshed by agustdakasuga

Pairing: Gangster! Bts x Doctor! Reader Genre: Mafia!AU, Angst, Romance, Fluff Parts: 27/27 Summary: Being a freelance doctor, this was just supposed to be any other job, helping a private client and taking care of them through recovery. But you were not expecting to get caught in something so much darker that would change your life entirely.

➺ Everything Between Us by agustdakasuga

Pairing: Gangster! Bts x Doctor! Reader Genre: Mafia!AU, Angst, Romance, Fluff Parts: 20/20 Summary: They left you without a goodbye, they broke your heart. You didn’t get your happily ever after. But now they’re back and they’re searching for you to make things right. Could you take them back into your life and let them back into your heart?

➺ Enjoy Your Stay by honeymoonjin

↳ Pairing: Boss!Namjoon, Chef!Jin, Receptionist!Hoseok, Bellboy!Jimin, Bartender!Jungkook, Accountant!Yoongi, Photography student!Taehyung x Reader ↳ Parts: 15/15 ↳ Summary: Working the graveyard shift at a hotel isn’t the most exciting job in the world, but your coworkers are certainly happy to have you here.

➺ Roses & Thorns by daydream-hobii

Pairing: Hybrid! OT7 x Female!Reader | Alpaca!Seokjin, Panther!Yoongi, Fox!Hoseok, Wolf!Namjoon, Bear!Jimin, Tiger!Taehyung, Bunny!Jungkook Genre: Hybrid!AU, fluff, angst Chapters: 20/20 Summary: Y/N is a rehabilitator of hybrids who have been abused or being sold for auction. It’s an illegal thing to do, but she feels strongly that this is the right thing. For many years, she has saved hundreds of hybrids who have needed her help, even for her young age, and six of them decided to stay with her. Namjoon, who was the second saved, initiated an intimate relationship, which Taehyung, who was the first saved, wanted in on. Over time, some of the hybrids that came after the two wanted to join in on the relationship. Now, Y/N has saved a very rare fox hybrid named Hoseok, who is very curious and even more broken. He has the choice to stay with these people and maybe join their relationship or move on to a rehabilitated district where he can have a life of his own. What will he choose?

[KIM NAMJOON]

{SERIES}

➺ The Holiday Pretense by mortallydeepestobservation [ONGOING]

Pairing: Namjoon x f.reader Genre: fake-dating, friends to lovers/roommates to lovers au; crack, smut, fluff. Parts: 4/5 Summary: Namjoon has never been a fan of the holidays. In fact, he could list more things that sucked about ‘The most wonderful time of the year’, than things that brought him joy. Yet, beneath his cynicism, a flicker of hope appeared this year, as the faint scent of homesickness hung in the air. Unfortunately, there’s one tiny little thing that keeps him from calling home- his lack of a girlfriend. But fear not; this holiday season, Namjoon’s smart mouth gets him in a situation where he has no choice but to approach you- his longtime friend and roommate- with an unexpected request.

[KIM SEOKJIN]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Freed by borathae

Pairing: Best Friends!Jungkook x Seokjin | Seokjin x f.Reader OC 1 | Jungkook x f.Reader OC 2 Genre: Fantasy!AU, Slice of Life, Childhood Best Friends!AU, Found Family!AU, Royalty!AU, Queen Consort!Jungkook, Healer!Seokjin Wordcount: 11.1k Summary: “They were brothers brought together by tragedy and best friends separated by destiny. Seokjin, now freed of his Raven mark and unaware of his little brother’s whereabouts, visits the Queen’s castle with promises of healing the other freed Ravens. Jungkook, now living his life as the Queen’s Consort and uninformed of Seokjin’s fate, doesn’t know that today will be the day he will finally reunite with his bigger brother.”

[MIN YOONGI]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Requested Drabble by redrose10

pairing: idol! yoongi x wife! reader genre: fluff, established relationship summary: since you and your daughter couldn't make in time for his performance you sent a little surprise his way.

➺ Requested Drabble by redrose10

pairing: idol! yoongi x wife! reader genre: fluff, established relationship summary: “I was just wondering…If there was a zombie apocalypse and I got bit would you still love me even though I was a zombie?”

➺ Kale'in Me Softly by jimlingss

➜ pairing: yoongi x reader ➜ Words: 17.1k ➜ Genres: 90% Fluff, 9.5% Angst, 0.5% Smut, Farm!AU ➜ Summary: After your grandfather's passing, you decide to take over his farm and plant the trendiest vegetable: kale. It's a struggle to be in the countryside when you've always been a city girl. But there's someone less than sympathetic — a grumpy farmer across the acres who's constantly trying to pick a fight with you.

➺ Straight Shooter by snackhobi

pairing: hitman! yoongi x gunsmith! reader word count: 14.3k genre + rating: NSFW (18+), cyberpunk!au, smut, frenemies (?) to lovers summary: Min yoongi is the best shot in the business. you’re the best gunsmith in the city and the only person he trusts to programme his tech; to make his gear.  he likes your work. it’s a shame, then, that he doesn’t like you.

➺ Taste Of His Own Medicine by btsficsandsuch

Pairing: Yoongi x reader Summary: You suddenly have to leave to go back to your home country for a few months. Yoongi decides to ignore you so you decide to show him how it feels when he realizes you’re gone.

{SERIES}

➺ Daddy Diaries by bts-reveries

→ pairing: singledad!yoongi x baker!reader → genre: all floof, teeny bit of angst → parts: 29/29 → summary: yoongi started blogging his life on his social medias to prove everyone who thought he couldn’t raise a child alone wrong. but as his daughter’s birthday draws near, what happens when she wishes for a new mom?

➺ No More by yuzukult

pairing: min yoongi x reader genre: some angst, fluff, one-sided love (unrequited love?), college!au, secret relationship, smut parts: 2/2 prompt: yoongi doesn’t like your consistent pining, and one day, after finally coming to terms that he will never reciprocate any feelings back, you give up. yet, for some reason, yoongi is the one who can’t come to terms with the consequences of when he says ‘no more.’

[JUNG HOSEOK]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Golden Hour by snackhobi

pairing: hoseok x reader word count: 2.6k genre + rating: sfw, magic!au, just a lot of fluff summary: you’d thought yourself content in your loneliness and accepted your place in the world. then hoseok—holding the power of the sun in his hands and his smile—stepped into your life.

[PARK JIMIN]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Lost in the lights [M] by whatifyoulivelikethat

pairing(s): Jimin x reader genre: smut, non-idol! BTS - friends-with-benefits; Jimin's POV summary: Sometimes it is better to feel alive. Park Jimin doesn't want to be in love. He just wants to feel like he is in love, in the dream instead of at a loss. It's going to be a good night.

➺ Withered Love [M] by minxmut-cafe

Pairing: Yandere!! Jimin x reader (referred to as princess) Genre: modern Au, Yandere au. Warning: tooth-rotting fluff, smut, spanking, vaginal sex, cunnilingus, spanking, oral sex (f. Receiving). Breeding kink, dirty talk (fairly tame ngl) Word count: 3.5k

➺ You're Still My Girl, Yeah? by taetaesbaebaepsae

Pairing: Jimin x gf! reader Warnings: angst, smut, unprotected sex (condoms are important irl but boring in imagines), tooth-rotting fluffy ending  Word Count: 1770 Synopsis: Jimin and the reader are dating. He feels insecure about your close relationship with your friend. Jimin feels super jealous, but he doesn't show it until they're back home together. Once they're alone, he starts bringing it up during sex and wants her to constantly reassure him that she's his. For him, it’s like the sex is proof of their bond. He’s not mad at her; he’s just really fond of her.

➺ Strip [M] by yoonia

⇢ Character | Jimin x reader ⇢ Genre | Stripper!au, Stripper!Jimin, Bartender! reader, Single parent!au, Smut, Angst, Mature theme ⇢ Word Count | 10,695 words ⇢ Summary | Everything you have done has always been about surviving life and raising your child on your own. Having someone else caring about you was the last thing you had expected. Especially when that someone is the same man you have watched performing every night on stage and secretly admired. But will he run the moment he finds out about your little secret waiting at home?

➺ Shit Happens by smoljimjim

>Pairing:  PJM x OC named Siri >Genre:  mostly funny/comedy, small drama, no angst >Word count: ~4880 >Description: Jimin didn't expect to meet the girl of his dreams again. Especially when what happened with her a year ago was his worst date EVER.

➺ Failure to Communicate by gukslut

{Pairing} Park Jimin/ Reader {Genre} Enemies to Lovers/ College AU/ comedy/ smut {Rating} Mature - Explicit {Word Count} 21K {Warnings} oral, kissing, fingering, protected sex, biting, marking, other filthy shit {Prompt} Jimin and y/n set in college where he was her TA and got her kicked out of her major bc he didn't give her the grade she needed and was generally unhelpful.

➺ Finding Home by snackhobi

pairing: tea witch!reader x nonwitch!jimin word count: 11.8k genre: growing up and finding your place in the world; fluff summary: be careful, his mother would say. witches don’t care for mundane humans. be polite, do your business, but then leave. don’t linger. it’s not safe. park jimin feels lost and alone and he’s still looking for home. but something unspoken leads him to your door—a witch who brews tea to match the stories and sadness that spill from his lips. a witch who gives him a question that he has to repay with an answer. (after all, you always have to pay a witch their dues.

{SERIES}

➺ The Iron Ring by sailoryooons

❀ Pairing:  fae prince! Jimin x human! female reader ❀ Series Word Count: 92,681 ❀ Genre: fantasy au, strangers to lovers, enemies to lovers ❀ Chapters: 5/5 ❀ Summary: After finding a mysterious ring while cleaning out your late grandmother’s attic, you receive the unlikeliest of visitors: a fae prince who claims you have something that belongs to him. Discovering the fairytales your grandmother told you are true is the least of your problems when you’re taken to a world dangerous and unfamiliar.

➺ Idol Couple by bangtanfanfiction

♢ Pairing: Jimin x Reader ♢ Parts: 2/2 ♢ Genre: Fluff, tiny bit of angst (lmao idk) ⌲ Description: You’re a senior idol from YG, and your boyfriend happens to be Jimin from BTS. How does that work out?

[KIM TAEHYUNG]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Wow by taleasnewastime

Pairing: Taehyung x gf! reader (female) Genre: pure smut; pwp. Word count: 5.3k Summary: It’s been a long stressful week at work and when you get home you just want to get into something comfy. You just didn’t realise changing into your boyfriend's jumper would turn him on so much.

➺ The Diligent Plan [M] by untaemedqueen

Pairing: Taehyung x Girlfriend!Reader WordCount: 6.7k Genre: Established Relationship!AU, Smut, Fluff Synopsis: Tae is desperately trying to get his girlfriend pregnant. While doing a live stream jungkook accidentally walks in on the two of them but they’re both so focused on each other (Tae taking full advantage of praise kink) that they don’t notice. Afterward, Tae and the other members are completely unapologetic about it.

➺ Stay by bebejungkook

‧✧̣̇‧ Pairing: Taehyung x Reader ‧✧̣̇‧ Genre: smut, established relationship au. ‧✧̣̇‧ Summary: Taehyung is getting ready for a night out with the boys but the glass of wine you had is starting to hit so he’s looking yummier than ever.

[JEON JUNGKOOK]

{ONESHOT}

➺ Mind and Music by jeonggukieverse

Pairing: Composer Jungkook x Academic Female Reader Genre: Established relationship, Absolutely Filthy Smut, Fluff, Angsty Warnings: Unprotected sex (wrap it up babes), mentions impregnation Word count: 10k+ Summary: You would always smile and say it's okay whenever Jk misses out on important things in your life, and the boys would constantly hint that he should give you more time. Jungkook gets super sad once he realizes that he might not be making you happy anymore.

➺ Meraki by taegularities

➳ pairing: Jungkook x reader ➳ rating: 18+ ➳ genre: e2l, grumpy!jk (+ photographer!jk) x sunshine!reader; fluff, smut ➳ word count: 26.6k ➳ summary: Jungkook finds you irritating; far too energetic and insistent. But his perception of you changes bit by bit, minute by minute, when he's persuaded into spending an entire night with you at places he doesn't know.

➺ Navigating Tides by jjungkookislife

♡ pairing: ex-boyfriend!jungkook x f. reader ♡ genre: exes to lovers, angst, fluff, smut [18+] ♡ wc: 18.9k ♡ summary: A cruise is the last place you expect to see your ex-boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook. You broke up six months ago, and your best friends Jimin and Yoongi assured you your ex wouldn't even remember this cruise that you booked a year in advance. However, on your first night on board, you discover your ex isn't only on the cruise ship, but there are no rooms available for him to stay in other than yours.

➺ Third Time's the Charm by jjungkookislife

pairing: ex-boyfriend!jungkook x ex-gilfriend!reader genre: crack, exes to lovers summary: Jungkook will do whatever it takes to get you back. wc: 727 warnings: funeral, some cursing, some hitting

➺ Fool's Gold by mariabtsos

Pairing: Prankster! Jungkook x gf! reader, Genre: Friends to Lovers, established relationship, April Fool's prank gone wrong, angst, hurt/comfort, miscommunication, happy ending. Warnings: small act of violence. Word Count: 4.4k+ Description: when Jungkook’s prank goes horribly wrong, will he be able to win you back or will this be the end of you and him?

➺ The Things He Did by smoljimjim

>Pairings: past bully!JJK x OC named Siri // ex-bf!PJM x Siri >Genre: slight angst, small bits of fluff >Word count:  ~8900 >Description: Siri thought she did well avoiding her highschool bully, Jungkook, during her university life. Unfortunately for her, her roommate starts dating Jungkook's best friend. Now, Siri sees Jungkook more than she'd like. But is that really so bad? Has he grown up? Is he a better man? Can she forgive him for the things he did?

➺ Mean by bonny-kookoo

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader Genre: Mafia!AU, Single Parent AU!, Angst, fluff, Smut Summary: Jeon Jungkook was kinda cute, you had to admit that- but he was also a massive douchebag with his head up his ass. And a cute kid.

[97linelover]

Fic Recs BTS

I have some favorite Authors, those authors that I´ve read every story of!

@alphabetboyluvr - Holly is the best! I adore her Storys

@oddinary4bts I read every story!!!

@btsgotjams27 Talented!!!!

@jamaisjoons queen of smut tho!

Kim Namjoon:

Intro: her - jamaisjoons

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 you enter namjoon’s life in the most unexpected of ways, but will you be able to stay, especially when he comes with three adorable but chaotic children, even more chaotic best friends and a bitch of an ex-wife? not to mention your own emotional baggage. 〞singe dad au.

half a heart - jamaisjoons

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 you and namjoon have always been the best of friends; who just happen to be in love and are refusing to do anything about it. 〞best friends to lovers. childhood friends to lovers. idiots to lovers.

photobooth - jamaisjoons (CHEFS KISS!!!!)

Summary: You never knew fucking in a photobooth, while all your friends are on the other side, could be this sweet.

Kim Seokjin:

Internal Conflicts - yoongiofmine

Summary: Kim Seokjin was everything any girl could want in school . Handsome, kind, popular. Many girls in your class had a crush on the man; including you. Being a few years older than you meant that after he graduated, you didn’t think you would ever see him again. Fast forward to seven years later, the oldest clichê in the book: Your mother marries a man, the man has a son. That son was Kim Seokjin. And now, you’re coming home for a family trip to a cabin in the woods, with a very much awakening crush on the man that is now one hundred percent off limits. A shared bathroom, a snow storm, a small town. What could go wrong?

The end - jimlingss

➜ Summary: It’s been a habit of yours to vent in the form of love letters. There’s six in total. They’re kept secret, hidden in your closet. But on your 30th birthday, what you least expect is for each letter to become reality. All done by the whacky ghost of Christmas future trying to grant your birthday wish.

Warm this winter - Jamaisjoon

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 spending the winter vacation with an ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend was not something anyone would ever consider doing. spending the winter vacation with both an ex-boyfriend, his new girlfriend, and the one night stand you’d used to try to get over him, well that was a whole other situation that anyone sane would have fled from. and yet, here you are. caught between your best friend (and consequently your ex-boyfriend), and the very same man who you’d fallen into bed with after a night of wallowing in self pity. all while stuck in the picturesquely beautiful - and cruelly romantic - austrian alps. well. at least you can say you had an interesting christmas.

Min Yoongi:

The Devil wears Valentino - orchidyoonkook

Summary: Having known him for years—from a small mistake on your behalf, and a favour on his—you’re one of the only people he seems to be able to put up with for company. Certainly the only one he’s half-way decent with. But what’s more surprising to you is that despite his name, reputation, and the fact he’s always joked he’d have killed anyone else by this point, is that he’s never once tried to cause you harm. 

Ride - MYG

⤷ summary. who knew a boring party would turn into you taking more than one ride inside Min Yoongi's car? alt. when you and yoongi first got together. 

Angel - sailoryooons

❀ Summary: Yoongi never meant to keep coming back. You never meant to become Yoongi’s favorite. Being Min Yoongi’s favorite has dire consequences. 

As it was - midnightagust

Summary: The love of your life shows up unexpectedly after a break up that changed everything. You know it's not the same but...

Endless Summer Nights - midnightagust

Summary: While on a small break from tour in Thailand, Yoongi surprises you to show you how much he appreciates you touring with him. 

Now we reign - oddinary4bts

☆summary: when working on a collab together makes you and Min Yoongi seek comfort with the other, you discover there’s more to life than loneliness. Only, hurdles mark your path in Min Yoongi’s life, and it’s unclear what the outcome will be. Will you be destroyed by him and his world, or will you learn to reign over it, together with him?

swing life away - aphrodijin

synopsis: it's your first anniversary as a married couple but not only did you forget today's special occasion, you also didn't prepare a self-made gift for your husband -- except for the bundle of joy in your womb.

The final - Day 02 - yoongiofmine

Summary: You've been Yoongi's go-to companion for the past few years, well aware that's all you were going to be. Despite your very real, growing feelings for the rapper, you took what you could get every time. Now, you're backstage at day two of the final leg of his tour when another member takes an interest in you. Will it be enough to make Yoongi realize he's got competition?

Still got it - Kookslastbutton

✑ Summary: "Say it again. I dare you to say that shit again, y/n." or On your 10th wedding anniversary you decide to voice out some slight marital concerns to your husband Yoongi. You also slip out that you don't think he can get you off given the fact that the last time the two of you got it on was months ago. Yoongi makes you eat your words.

Stick & Stones - xpeachesncream

♢ summary: surprise! you're gifted a free massage at the nearby massage parlor called "Blissful Hands." you've heard about the parlour about once or twice, never thought about stepping foot inside to take advantage of their services. thinking you could use the massage to relax, rid yourself of any stress and built up tension, you walk into the parlor excited for your first massage opportunity. however, when you realize your masseur is no other than Min Yoongi himself, all excitement flies out the window. never did you think you'd reunite with your biggest crush in college, the one that got away. they say sticks and stones may break your bones but words will never hurt you— but in this case, you find out that words have actually ruined a lot for you and Yoongi. and stones.. well, they'll do a lot to ease that instead.

It takes two - xpeachesncream

summary: min yoongi was the one who came to understand you and took you for you. but, when boundaries start getting crossed and priorities begin to change, you start to question if your relationship with your bestfriend is strong enough to make it through.

fuck being friends - strawberrynamjoon

– summary: as if watching the guy you were hopelessly in love with hook up with another girl each weekend wasn’t enough, he also happened to be your best friend, making things extra complicated. and it only gets worse and worse once he finds you crying in the bathroom at a party one night.

Jung Hoseok:

suncity - jamaisjoon

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 when you’d taken a spontaneous trip to Barcelona, you hadn’t expected to meet hoseok. more than that, you hadn’t expected to begin a torrid affair with him. 〞stranges to lovers au. vacation au.

Park Jimin:

I want to be with you | pjm - oddinary4bts

☆summary : moving to Seoul has always seemed like a good idea, until the bubble bursts when you realize your new neighbor is Park Jimin, and he's not the sweet angel you've always imagined him to be. Will the reality of Park Jimin forever be a nightmare, or will he turn into a sweet dream?

100 km/hour - chateautae

➵ summary : what exactly happens when you and your friends have to pile into one car for the ride home after an insane halloween party, and you find yourself sitting in park jimin’s lap? especially when he's dressed as an angel, and you're in the sluttiest devil costume ever?

love like this - ppersonna

↳ summary- Jimin wants to make sure this birthday is your favorite one yet.

Kim Taehyung:

Paper Cranes | Kim Taehyung (M)- aquaminwrites

DESCRIPTION: It is said that if someone folds 1000 paper cranes, they will receive one wish. Kim Taehyung has been folding you paper cranes since he was six years old. He won’t tell you what he’s going to wish for once he reaches his goal, but even into your twenties, all you know is that he’s been wishing for the same thing every time.

tales of broken hearts - taegularities

Summary: “Love has become a noun again.” When a work trip brings you back home, you don’t expect for anyone to await your return or remember you. But despite the time apart, Taehyung still does – still looks at you the same way he used to five winters ago.

Money is success - peachypinkygloss

Summary: Son of a powerful business owner, Taehyung rules the society, strictly surrounding himself with rich people. Money is his success, his greatest pride. Too immersed in his work, he doesn't realize the love story he's missing on until it's gone.

sundae (kinda love) - alphabetboyluvr

premise: you always thought kim taehyung's lips would taste like chocolate sundaes, but when you learn -through a friend- that he tastes like watermelon chewing gum, the illusion shatters. so does your heart. in time, so will his.

long black - jamaisjoons

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: you knew exactly what you were getting into when you decided to tease taehyung at his best friend’s wedding. what you didn’t expect was what came after. establish relationship au.

High tide - Kookslastbutton

✑ Summary: Due to Taehyung's job as a cruise ship Captain, you are constantly miles away from each other. Weekly phonecalls help and this one gets a little nasty and a lot sweet.

Our last summer - strawberrynamjoon

– summary: in order to rescue your failing relationship, taehyung tries to fight for you one last time and flies to paris with you to relive some of your favorite memories – desperately hoping that the city of love will remind you of how much you love him again.

Jeon Jungkook:

GoneGirl - izjeon

Venom - nochukoo97

summary: after a nasty breakup with your ex, who was a boxer, the person who introduced you to the sport, you decided to make life easier for yourself and switch clubs. little did you know that your club leader, also known as ‘venom’ in the ring, would eventually spark your interest. no matter how much jungkook interests you, you can’t bear to risk another failed relationship, you’re still hurt and traumatised from the inside. but will jungkook manage to crawl his way into your heart?

Never go to sleep angry - just4koo

summary: one of the most important rules of your relationship was to never go to sleep angry. when the rule was ignored, it led to an argument and a huge misunderstanding.

horizon - sokook

Summary: The way you approached life had started to break down Jungkook's emotional barriers. Jungkook couldn't deny that he was drawn to you in a way that was entirely new and unfamiliar. You had become more than just an assignment; you had become someone he genuinely cared about. It was the way you made him feel. With you, he felt more human than he had in a long time.

Despite his best efforts to remain detached, his heart had other plans.

this love - daegustae

summary ; you shouldn’t feel uneasy whenever his best friend is mentioned, after all you are his wife right ? 

nowhere with you - 13lov

summary: in which your father owns an auto repair shop and hires jungkook as his newest employee, who’s willing to assist you in more ways than one.

tethered - 13lov

Love notes were slipped into your locker on a daily basis. Variations of messy, boyish handwriting on yellow sticky notes stacked upon themselves by the end of each school day. Every Friday night you were invited out with the promise of "You'll have fun, just give it a chance."

You could have any guy you wanted, no doubt about it. Yet somehow, the only one you do want is the tattooed, gothic one that lives a few doors down from your best friend.

lost cause - kooksbunnnn

Summary: You always wondered, how would your life turn out to be if you and Jungkook had a baby? So, when you finally conceive and decide to tell your husband, that you are pregnant, you didn't expect him to drop this bomb on you. You never would've thought that the surprise you planned would end up in agonized tears because of the shock your husband brings you. 

attachment: 1 image - 1kook

summary; But for Jungkook to initiate some sexting, nevertheless sexting at 1pm on a Saturday, when you were at work and you were almost positive he was supposed to be on stream right now? Unheard of, you had to mark this down somewhere.

cool with you - kooktrash (everything of her!!!!!!!!)

summary: your break up from kim taehyung sent you spiraling into what felt like a midlife crisis of tear stained cheeks and tubs of half eaten ice cream with a broken heart. after finding out that your neighbor, jeon jungkook, was eavesdropping on your meltdowns and came to find out that your ex was his old friend, he found himself wanting to comfort you. he knew the kind of guy Taehyung was and he didn’t want to see you beat yourself up over a guy who wasn’t worth it so in the end he helped you through it and was unable to ignore the growing attraction you felt toward each other.

Blizzard - curly-bangtan

Summary: When a blizzard hits your town, you and your shy awkward roommate are forced to spend time together, not being able to leave the house due to the strong snowstorm. To make matters worse, the power gets cut in the middle of his shower. Which also means no heating.

cornflower blue - just4koo

summary: nights were your favorite time with your boyfriend. the nights where you laid in bed together, tangled up in each other without any thoughts of the real world.

reminder - dollfaceksj

⇝ summary: Whenever he flies back into town, your doorbell is the first he rings. When he has to fly out again, your bed is the last he lies in. However, you’re not stupid. You know your ex-boyfriend, that also happens to be an up-and-coming professional boxer, Jeon Jungkook, doesn’t come to you only. Unfortunately, you have no right to be jealous, not when you’re the one that ended the relationship.

love alive - jamaisjoons

⟶ 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:〝 a year after you and jungkook break up, the two of you meet at your brother’s party. 〞post break up au. exes to lovers au.

Jealousy Ink - Kooktrash

summary: you can’t help but seem a little jealous about your boyfriend doing tattoos on women when he doesn’t even let you talk to guys without him being around. you tell yourself you’re just mad at the unfairness but when he brings you pleasure with his head between your legs you seem to forget all about it.

Too late to dream - kookslastbutton

✑ Summary: You did it. You married your college professor. You even bought a house together. Against all odds, everything had fallen into place. But after two years of marriage, you begin feeling something was missing. You want a baby but your husband can’t say the same.

all mine - jeong -gukk

summary: getting your heart broken meant you no longer wanted anything to do with love. your heart couldn’t take the pain anymore. but, of course, life had other plans.

Could´ve been us - sparklingchim

summary: two years after breaking up with jungkook you meet again. and things get very naughty... you're sure he changed a lot in these years, but you didn't expect THAT twist when thinking about his new gained maturity.

naughty pictures - sparklingchim

summary: perhaps you've gone a little too far with teasing jungkook with naughty pictures of yourself after he was done with the concert.

oops... - sparklingchim

summary: a quickie in the airport restroom was all it was supposed to be - not suddenly the whole world finding out about your secret relationship with jungkook.

champagne problems - sparklingchim

summary: sometimes you just don't know the answer 'til someone's on their knees and asks you.

forever heart - Sparklingchim

summary: after leaving jungkook you thought you'd never see him again, but here you are, visiting hometown after three years, and back in his arms.

Grapejuice - starshapedkookie

summary:At 24, your life was lined up to be perfect; talented, nice apartment, amazing boyfriend, and a dream job. Working as an art apprentice for Kim Seokjin was the exact opportunity you needed to kickstart your art career. However, after you’ve hit a creative wall at full speed, you feel more lost than ever. It’s not until one person shows up with no brakes on in your life that not only changes your entire perspective, but takes your breath away in the process.

pick & roll - xpeachesncream

♛ summary: being one of the most popular players in the nba, jungkook takes absolutely no shit from anybody. he could give a fuck about the press, what people think about him, serious relationships. it’s a personal hell getting wrapped up with jeon jungkook— and you can’t help but fall into the same trap as every other woman who crosses paths with him. the more you fall, the more you realize that you will never be able to change a man who doesn’t want to change his ways.

You´re losing me - sparklingchim

summary: jungkook is late from work yet again. but he shows you just how much he missed you.

love is gone - jeonbunnie

summary: Jeongguk tries to let you down easy.

[m-jelly]

can you do mafia levi where they’re in a club and it’s basic knowledge that reader is his girl so someone over steps and levi blows up on them

Don't touch what is mine

Levi x fem!reader

Modern AU, established couple, fluff, romance, protective Levi, possessive Levi, slight yandere Levi, violence, mentions of blood, mentions of breaking bones.

While in Levi's club with him, he goes off to talk to someone leaving you alone. A man in the club approaches you and starts pressuring you to go with him, kiss him and drink with him. You try to get him to go away, but he insists. Levi notices what's happening, saves you and teaches the man a lesson by beating him.

@ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @cypidity @nbinairyn @bts-spnlvr12 @notgoodforlife @demonic-bird

Levi lovingly rubbed his hand on your bum. He gave your bum a tiny pat before gripping it hard as he talked to a worker. He glanced down at you to see that he was turning you on. He wanted more than anything to stay with you, but he needed to leave for a moment for work.

He leaned over and kissed your neck. "My love?"

You gazed at him with your perfect bright eyes. "Yes, honey?"

Any nickname you gave him made his heart sore. He cupped your face and kissed you. "I'm off to a meeting. I will only be about ten minutes max. Okay?"

"Okay."

"Will you be a good girl for me?"

You nodded. "Promise. I'll miss you."

He hugged you tightly. "I'll miss you more." He released a long sigh before releasing you. "Love you."

"Love you too."

He winked at you and walked with a staff member to the meeting room. "This better be a fast meeting."

You released a long sigh and felt the loneliness creep in. The best option was a nice drink and a relaxing seat in the special VIP area. The cocktails were always perfect to drink at Levi's clubs because he got the best ingredients and the staff were trained so wonderfully.

As you enjoyed a cute chat with Jean, Levi's best mixologist, a man had his eyes set on you. The closer he moved to you the more excited he got. It bothered him that you were alone. It didn't make sense why someone as beautiful as you was all alone.

He moved closer to you. "Hey, you here alone?"

You turned and looked at the man with his buttons open too low, a thick gold chain and way too much gel in his hair. "No. I'm here with my boyfriend. He's in a meeting."

"Yeah, but he's not here, is he?"

You frowned. "He is. He's in the office here."

He chuckled. "But not here with you a mean. You are all alone."

You shook your head. "I'm not alone. I have Jean. He's my friend and makes a great cocktail."

He placed his hand over your drink. "Let me order you a better drink."

"I like this one."

"Come on, baby."

You dragged your drink closer. "Look, whatever you've got going on, I'm not interested. I'm happily in love and if you keep pushing this, you'll regret it."

He laughed. "You're cute."

You handed Jean your glass. "Could I get a new one?"

Jean nodded. "Got it."

The man huffed. "Come on baby, just one drink with me!"

You glared at him. "I don't want to drink with you. You best leave me alone or my man will rip your spine out."

"I'm not going. I want you." He gripped your upper arm. "You're going to drink with me." he yanked you against him. "Now, give me a kiss, baby. You need a kiss from a man."

You tugged your arm but he wouldn't release you. "Let go of me."

He shoved you against the wall away from the bar. "Come on."

"Get off me!"

"Tch, oi?" Levi grabbed the back of the man's neck. "Get your filthy fucking hands off my girlfriend, now."

The man released you and turned to Levi. "Who the fuck are you!?"

Levi snarled. "Levi Ackerman. This is my club and she is my girl."

"Ha! Like I'd be scared of a pretty boy like you. That woman is mine. I'm going to take him home and fuck her real good."

It happened in a blink of an eye. The fist of Levi was so fast that people around you barely had a chance to register it. Blood erupted from the man's face as soon as Levi's strong and heavy fist connected with it. A tooth flew out showing Levi's raw power.

You gasped in pure delight as Levi rained down his pure possessive and protective rage on the man. His fist connected with his face over and over causing blood to spatter on Levi's wonderful shirt. It was clear that Levi wasn't going to stop unless someone stopped him.

When it came to you, Levi saw no reasoning or sense in his actions. All his actions were based on his deep emotions for you. Levi was madly in love with you. He was possessive and protective. He would do absolutely everything for you and would rip anyone to pieces who hurt you.

You gripped Levi's upper arm firmly. "Honey?"

Levi released the man and looked at you. "Sweetness?"

You smiled sweetly at him. "Yes." You gave him a tender squeeze. "You've gotten a little messy. Let's get you home, clean you up and get you in a nice hot bath. I'll put a few nice things in for you and I'll cook you something delicious."

He leaned down and kissed you. "Sounds perfect."

Jean walked over to the crying man on the floor. "I'll clean up here."

Levi blushed. "Thanks. Sorry I made a mess."

"It's your club." He chuckled. "I've got his. I'll ask Mike to throw him out on his ass. Connie will help me clean."

"I appreciate it and you."

You grinned. "You're the best, Jean." You laughed as Levi growled. "Calm down, Mr. Let's go home."

Levi walked with you. "Yes."

"I'll give you lots of kisses."

He blushed. "Really? All the kisses?"

You hummed a laugh. "Of course."

"Cuddles too?"

"Always."

[marvelous-llama]

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Kiss Me More by @mosaic-opine

Yoongi x fem!reader (wc - 7.2k) arranged marriage - angst, fluff, smut You were 7 when you were arranged to marry the younger son of the Mins. However, when the said son returns home from overseas with a pregnant girlfriend, his older brother steps in and takes his place at the altar. There was only one problem, everyone was scared of him. Including you. That is, until he walks in unannounced when you're playing with your toy. 

King Of Wishful Thinking (AO3) by @btssmutgalore (deactivated)

Yoongi x fem!reader (wc - 11k) angst, smut, fluff Yoongi is your boyfriend’s roommate, but sometimes he wishes he could be more than that.

fxck a fxckboy! by @yoongifis

Yoongi x fem!reader (wc - 11k) fuckboy!Yoongi, university AU - fluff, smut where you sort of hooked up with one of the school’s biggest fuckboys but end up leaving him hanging and never contacting him because…well…why not? somehow the universe brought you two together and now you’re left with dealing with him because he apparently caught feelings for you.

so close by @namfinessed

Yoongi x fem!reader (wc - 13.5k) exes to lovers, second chance - angst, fluff words are not enough for people who are so close and so in love, or a fic in which yoongi loses you but will do everything in his power to win you back.

Angel by @sailoryooons

Yoongi x fem!reader (wc - 15.5k) mafia!Yoongi, sex worker!reader - angst, smut, fluff Yoongi never meant to keep coming back. You never meant to become Yoongi’s favorite. Being Min Yoongi’s favorite has dire consequences. 

Escapism by @yoonlattesworld

Yoongi x fem!reader (wc - 6.2k) mafia boss!Yoongi, exes to lovers - angst, smut, fluff how naive were you to think you found the one when it was so obvious that he was making a fool of you. But you weren't gonna sit around and mope while he's having fun with your so called best friend. Good thing a certain someone was more than happy to help you out. And it made you wonder that if you had chosen him since the very beginning, would you have not gotten hurt?

Best Intentions by @kookslastbutton

Yoongi x fem!reader (wc - 3.7k) best man!Yoongi, strangers to lovers - angst, smut As vice president, you are obligated to attend your boss's wedding–you're also his friend. But while you should be focused on the newlyweds, you find yourself far too interested in the attractive best man and the woman who happens to be his plus one.

Between the Titles by @highvern

Yoongi x fem!reader (wc - 9.5k) friends to lovers - fluff, smut Five days a week in the library means you're very familiar with the senior research librarian. It also means he has no qualms about making his own book recommendations either.

series

The Early Shift by @hobidreams

Yoongi x fem!reader (wc - 21.4k) coffee shop AU, enemies to lovers - angst, smut, fluff your coworker yoongi is always infuriatingly late. except the one time he’s much too early.

Kintsugi by @moni-logues

Yoongi x fem!reader (wc - 82.3k) strangers > friends > lovers - angst, fluff, smut, hurt/comfort In a fit of spiteful, post-break-up self-improvement, you sign up to a baking class. Yoongi, in a bid to appease his demanding girlfriend, signs up, too. Determined to make him your friend, you end up with more than you ever imagined.

Gods of the Dark by @sailoryooons

Yoongi x fem!reader strangers to lovers, god!Yoongi, human!reader, slow burn - angst, smut, hurt/comfort Don’t ask for help in the dark. It’s an old tale you always heard whispered among the people of your village. But when you find yourself dragged kicking by the man you’re to marry, you have little choice but to beg for help long after the sun has set. The god who answers your pleas promises to save you, but every deal comes with a price. 

[bluelavendre]

Title: "Surviving Together"

Fandom: BTS

Pairing BTS ot7 x Reader

Major Genre: Survival, Zombie apocalypse

Zombie Au inspired a bit by All of us are dead series

Chapter 9: "Past and Present Collide"

The next morning, after a restless night filled with swirling thoughts about Taehyung and Hana, you find yourself staring at the walls of the school once again. The group is gearing up for the next phase of survival—escaping the school and venturing into the unknown. But there’s one thing weighing on your mind more than anything else: the complicated history between Taehyung and Hana.

Taehyung, still distant but no longer as cold, approaches you quietly while the others prepare supplies. His usual confidence is gone, replaced by a subtle anxiety that’s hard to ignore. You don’t know whether to be angry with him for not telling you the truth sooner or to feel sympathy for him. The confusion in his eyes tells you he’s struggling too.

"Y/N," Taehyung says softly, his voice low as he steps closer to you. "I know things are weird right now, and I... I didn’t want to hide things from you. But I think it’s time I tell you more about Hana and me."

You look up at him, your heart pounding. You don’t know whether you’re ready to hear this, but at the same time, you know you can’t keep avoiding the truth. "Okay," you say, your voice barely a whisper.

He sits down beside you, taking a deep breath before beginning. "Before all this happened—before the world went crazy—I was in a relationship with Hana. We met in high school, and we were... inseparable. We had our ups and downs, like any relationship, but we were solid. She was my best friend, my girlfriend. It felt like nothing could come between us."

You nod, trying to hold back the surge of emotions that come with hearing this. The idea of them being so close, so connected—it makes your heart ache. Taehyung continues, his voice soft but tinged with regret.

"But when the outbreak started—when everything fell apart—Hana started changing. She became colder, more detached. I didn’t understand it at first, but then I realized... she was using the chaos to distance herself from me. She pushed me away when I needed her the most."

His words hit you like a wave. So this wasn’t just a sudden break. She started pulling away even before the world fell apart.

"I tried to hold on," Taehyung continues, his gaze distant, "but eventually, I had to let go. I thought maybe it was for the best, especially after everything that happened to the world. But now, seeing her here again..." He looks at you, his eyes full of vulnerability. "I don’t know where I stand anymore."

You reach out and place a hand on his, offering a silent reassurance. You don’t have all the answers, but you know one thing for sure: Taehyung is still conflicted. And it’s not just about Hana—it’s about his place in this new world, and where he belongs now.

"I don’t want to keep hurting you, Y/N," Taehyung says quietly, his voice thick with emotion. "I want to be here for you. I want to make things right, but I don’t know how."

Before you can respond, a voice interrupts you. It's Jimin, walking toward you with a concerned expression. "Hey, are you two okay? We’re ready to go. We can’t stay here much longer."

You nod, offering a faint smile. "Yeah, we’re fine. Let’s go."

The group prepares for the escape. Everyone is gathered near the school’s front doors, loading up on supplies, weapons, and anything else that might be useful once they step outside. You can feel the anticipation and fear building as everyone readies themselves for the unknown.

Taehyung’s presence beside you is comforting, but there’s still an undeniable tension in the air. He stays close, but the silence between you is thick—he hasn’t completely shaken the weight of his past with Hana. Neither of you knows what the future holds.

As the door creaks open, a cold breeze sweeps into the school. The sound of birds chirping and leaves rustling is oddly comforting. But the moment you step outside, the world before you is not what you expected.

It’s worse.

The school is surrounded by wreckage—broken cars, abandoned stores, and streets littered with debris. And yet, the eerie quietness is what strikes you the most. The silence feels unnatural, like the world has been put on pause.

"Is it... always like this?" Jimin murmurs, his voice filled with uncertainty as he surveys the surroundings.

"No," Jin answers, his voice serious. "It used to be different. The chaos... it’s everywhere now."

You feel a shiver run down your spine as you take in the empty streets. The virus has spread far beyond the school’s walls, infecting the entire world. The few survivors you spot seem to be stumbling aimlessly, their faces blank and lifeless, like they’ve already given up hope.

"This isn’t what we expected," you say quietly, your heart heavy with dread.

Taehyung, standing beside you, gives a tight nod. "It’s worse than we thought."

The group moves cautiously through the streets, weapons at the ready. Everyone is alert, scanning their surroundings for any signs of danger. You’re moving with a sense of urgency, but also with a growing realization that escaping the school was only the beginning of a much darker journey.

As you walk, you can’t help but notice the empty houses and abandoned stores. There are no sounds of life except for the occasional groan of a zombie-like figure stumbling across the street. The virus has completely overtaken the world, and you can feel the weight of the despair that clings to everything.

"Where are all the people?" Jungkook asks, his voice filled with both curiosity and fear.

"They’re either infected or hiding," Taehyung answers, his tone grim. "Either way, we need to stay on guard. We’re not safe out here."

You nod in agreement, your hand instinctively reaching for Taehyung’s. It’s not a romantic gesture—just a need for reassurance, something to hold onto in this sea of uncertainty. He squeezes your hand gently, offering a silent promise that you’ll get through this together.

But just as you feel a sense of momentary relief, a sudden crash breaks the silence. A group of infected individuals emerges from an alleyway, their eyes wild and crazed, their movements erratic.

"They’re coming," Jimin shouts, his voice filled with urgency.

The group immediately springs into action, fighting back with everything they have. You can feel the adrenaline coursing through your veins as you raise your weapon, taking down an infected with a well-placed shot. The chaos around you is deafening, but you can’t focus on anything other than surviving.

After the last infected is taken down, the group pauses, panting and exhausted. Taehyung looks at you, his expression strained but determined.

"This is it," he says quietly. "We can’t go back now. We have to keep moving forward."

You nod, your heart pounding in your chest. You don’t know what’s waiting ahead, but one thing is certain: the virus has taken everything. And now, it’s up to you and the others to survive, no matter the cost.

As the group continues to move forward, you can feel the tension between Taehyung and Hana simmering just beneath the surface. Hana keeps glancing at Taehyung, her expression unreadable, but there’s an undeniable longing in her eyes—one that hasn’t faded, despite the time apart.

You can’t help but notice the way she lingers near him, her presence almost possessive. It stirs something inside you, a mix of jealousy and confusion. But you keep your feelings to yourself, not wanting to add to the already complicated dynamics between you all.

Taehyung, for his part, seems torn. He glances at Hana every so often, but when his eyes meet yours, there’s a flicker of something that makes your heart skip a beat. You’re not sure what it means, but you can’t ignore the connection between you two.

To be continued…

[jmvore]

PLEASE NOTE: Clicking any link posted in this section will take you to a new site. These are not and WILL NOT be posted on Tumblr. - ALSO NOTE: this is a list of BTS!fanfiction I have archived (with a few that I've forgot but are gone because I deleted both blogs xD). Anywho, I hope you read these as well.

» Legend › Smut [🔞] | Fluff [☀] | Angst [☁] | Completed [✓] | Writing [✍] | Incomplete [🛑] | On Hiatus [❌] » Note › All Stories are Female Reader Insert Unless Stated Otherwise. » Created › 09.05.2023  » M. List(s) › Namjoon | Jimin | Taehyung | Seokjin | Hoseok | Yoongi | Jungkook | AO3

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♕ | KINKTOBER 2022-2023 [✍] M: OT7 | AU: DIFFERENT AU'S | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » ❝ A ton of different short stories based on a bunch of kinks and alternative universes I wanted to write about. ❞

♕ | OUTWORLD (1/10) [✍] | CHAPTER FIC M: JUNGKOOK & YOONGI | AU: ABO | Rating(s): 🔞☁☀ ╰› Synopsis » You discover a myth of a wolf with snow-white fur and blood-red eyes. You and Jungkook find yourselves in the middle of a battle between the young wolf and the hunters who seem to want him for personal gain. It becomes a fight to keep him safe as well as your home but when the wolf imprints on you, things take a turn. Dark Magic, Curses and Poison causes damage, chaos, and grief.

♕ | BANGTAN DRABBLES (21/21) [✓] M: OT7 | AU: SUB!bts/SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » ❝ Just a book of BTS imagines that I wrote a long time ago. Warning! Some stories may be a trigger for some and I'll try my best to put a warning on those but, for the most part, these stories are smut, fluff and a little bit of angst.❞

♕ | A SWEET TASTE A FINER DELICACY (21/25) [❌] | CHAPTER FIC M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: SLICE OF LIFE/MASSEUR/SUGAR DADDY | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » It was a place Jungkook wouldn't dare be caught in. Being the Vice President of GC Records, his father warned him about every scandal that could arise but this... This wasn't one of them. Jungkook's curiosity gets the better of him as he doesn't know why he's standing in this building waiting to be seen. Maybe it was the murmurs of one of his employees or maybe it was the stress and tension that needed to be released. All he knows is that his interest was peaked.

♕ | YOU WERE MINE (9/15) [✍] | CHAPTER FIC M: JUNGKOOK, JIN, & HOSEOK | AU: YANDERE/TATTOO ARTIST | Rating(s): 🔞☁ ╰› Synopsis » You've avoided Jin since your messy breakup. Enters Jungkook, someone you'd grown to love and care for. But, with the shift in feelings-- you make it a point to avoid everyone associated with the two brothers. Well, at least tries to but with how Jungkook felt that was a little easier said than done. Jungkook has a soft spot for you, everyone knew it. Jin knew it and he hated it but, what happens when that soft spot turns into something else?

♕ | BLUE & GREY [❌] | ON HIATUS M: JUNGKOOK, JIMIN & YOONGI | AU: MAFIA | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » You come home late and tired from a hards day of work. They don’t seem to mind since they have other ways for you to make it up to them.

♕ | BIRTHDAY TREATS [✓] M: JUNGKOOK NAMJOON, & JIMIN | AU: HYBRID/POLY | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » It’s your birthday and they wanted to do something really special for you.

♕ | 07 WAYS TO KISS YOUR HYBRID [✓] M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: POLY/HYBRID | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » You come home late and tired from a hards day of work. They don’t seem to mind since they have other ways for you to make it up to them.

♕ | RED MOON [✓] M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: DEMON/INCUBUS/SUCCUBUS | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Drawn to the soul's desperation, Jungkook finds himself confused with how and why his best friend and his friend’s girlfriend is standing naked right in front of him, smirking at him like he's a piece of meat. He likes it, maybe too much but he doesn’t know what he’s gotten himself into either. Either way, it’s a dream come true.

♕ | LOVE ME HARDER  [✓] M: YOONGI, TAEHYUNG, JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: POLY/STEP-FAMILY | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » You knew it was going to happen eventually. Your mother finding someone new to call her own but what you didn’t expect was to fall into bed with said man and his sons. You knew it was wrong, knew you shouldn’t have done it but... You can’t help but love the attention your new family is giving you (even if it’s at the cost of your mother’s happiness).

♕ | WILDEST DREAM(S) [✓] M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: POLY/HYBRID | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » You come home late and tired from a hards day of work. They don’t seem to mind since they have other ways for you to make it up to them.

♕ | YOU IN ME [✓] | Written w/ @/jkeuphoriadreamland M: JUNGKOOK & JIMIN | AU: Best Friend Brother | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ☁ ╰› Synopsis » Falling on hard times, Jimin moves in with his brother. He’s been a pain in the ass since you could remember, but when he decides to make things right, you’re suddenly unsure if you were willing to accept his apology.

♕ | RATED R [✓] M: JIMIN & YOONGI | AU: POLY/PUBLIC | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Sex in public places wasn’t really the norm for you like it was for them. So, when they told you they wanted to fool around in the movie theatre, you were skeptical at first but you slowly gave in.

Jeon Jungkook (8 Stories Total)

♕ | LOVE LIES (2/2) [✓] | | CHAPTER FIC AU: SUB!bts/SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » Jungkook more or less has been the person who brought you your food every time you ordered. Being a regular customer with the Grubbin’ app, whenever your name pops up he makes sure he’s the first to get it. What you don’t know is he’s been trying to work up the courage to ask you on a date. Will you accept?

♕ | PARTY FAVORS [✓] AU: SUB!bts/SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » You’ve been shopping all day for his little get-together but, he can’t stop playing Overwatch long enough to help you set up.So, you take it upon yourself to show him what happens when he disobeys.

♕ | WET [✓] AU: SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Your cousin, Jimin, pool party was in full effect and you looked to see that Jungkook wasn’t in his swimwear, so what do you do? Push him in the pool. And he’s pissed. It doesn’t help that he’d been craving you all day, seeing as you’ve been walking around in nothing but, a bikini but this was the final straw.

♕ | BITTERSWEET JEALOUSY [✓] AU: SUB!bts/IDOL | Rating(s): 🔞☀☁ ╰› Synopsis » Still after all this time, Jungkook can’t control his jealousy when he sees you with other people. You’ll just have to teach your baby boy a lesson.

♕ | I’LL MISS YOU, KITTEN (2/2) [✓] AU: IDOL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis» Your girl group and BTS are in the midst of touring. You and Jungkook have been sneaking around along with a couple of yours and his members too. He just wants to show you how much he misses you.

♕ | DO YOU TRUST ME? [✓] AU: ARRANGED MARRIAGE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » there’s something wrong, you can tell when he comes home just a little too distant and when you find him breaking down in your bedroom, you want nothing more but to comfort him in the best way you know how, though he wants your love in another way.

♕ | I BELIEVE YOU [✓] AU: NON-IDOL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Jungkook tells you all the time that you’re beautiful, it’s up to you if you believe him or not. -or- Your boyfriend Jungkook knows how insecure you are and tries to make you feel better.

♕ | LEVIATHAN [✓] AU: SUPERNATURAL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Jungkook reddened eyes watched you dance by yourself, his body yearning for yours– his throat thirsty for your blood.

Park Jimin (10 Stories Total)

♕ | THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT PARK JIMIN [🛑] | CHAPTER FIC AU: HYBRID/SLICE OF LIFE | Rating(s): 🔞☀ | fennec fox!jm ╰› Synopsis » There’s something special about being able to just appreciate life and everything that it gives you. who is Jimin to complain, honestly? he has his kits, his soon-to-be wife and even now everything seems as if it’s too good to be true.

♕ | IN DUE TIME [🛑] | CHAPTER FIC AU: STEP-BROTHER | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Who would've thought your step-brother would have fallen for you. And you with him. keeping secrets is hard but, it's more than worth it when you're desperate to be with the one you love.

♕ | KISS IT BETTER BABY [✓] | fennec fox!jm AU: SUGARBABY/HYBRID | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Typical movie night has become a big thing for you and your hybrid boyfriend but, soon touches turn to kisses which soon turns to him laying on his back at your mercy.

♕ | BBYBOYMINIEXO WANTS TO PLAY [✓] AU: SUB!bts/non-IDOL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Using Euphoria as his stress reliever, he found you. Now if only he can keep you and make you his.

♕ | HE NEEDS MY LOVE [✓] AU: SUB!bts/SUGA BABY | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Jimin just misses you and what better way to show you then to tease you while you’re at work.

♕ | ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS YOU [✓] AU: SUB!bts/SUGA BABY | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Jimin wants to do something nice for you so, what better way to do that than to cook for you and greet you with your favorite lingerie on.

♕ | LEVIATHAN: A BITE OF YOU [✓] AU: SUPERNATURAL | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Park Jimin was livid. Not only had you left the club with his enemy but, you ended up sleeping with him too. You belong to him and now, a punishment is the only thing that seems to get that through your pretty little head.

♕ | BABY BOY [✓] AU: SUB!bts/SUGA BABY | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » he’s your baby boy who just wants to be praised and of course, you can’t help but give him what he wants even after he’s been a bad boy.

♕ | OH, PRETTY LITTLE FOX [✓] | fennec fox!jm AU: SUB!BTS/HYBRID | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » He's been keeping it a little secret, something he's been wanting to try but when you confront him about it he's more than willing to share.

MIN YOONGI

♕ | BABY GIRL [🛑] AU: IDOL/ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » Phone sex had become a regular for you two while he was on tour and with that came teasing since he couldn’t get to you but, what happens when he’s finally home?

KIM NAMJOON

♕ | RENDEZVOUS [✓] AU: IDOL/ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP | Rating(s): 🔞☀ ╰› Synopsis » He's supposed to be fixing the roof to your shower not having sex with a tenant.

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Amalgamation: Part V - When you meet... Taehyung

Pairing: Min Yoongi x (f) Reader

Chapter tags: developing relationship, meeting the bro, Yeontan and pawrent Taehyung, playful Taetae

Series summary:

Now that you are a permanent fixture in Min Yoongi's life, it's inevitable that you meet the rest of BTS.

Each encounter with the rest of the group becomes a unique thread in the tapestry of life, gradually integrating disparate elements into a harmonious whole and seamlessly weaving into the fabric of your joined world.

A/N: Felt like I have to post this on Taetae's birthday! A bit more SM AU than usual, hope you like it!

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Your shooting ran over schedule, leaving you unable to pick up Bagel from the doggie daycare. With no other option, you called Yoongi, whom you know had some unusually free time that day, hoping that he could get someone to do it for you. However, considering his nature, you should have anticipated that he would graciously agree to personally pick up your cherished pet.

When Yoongi arrived at the doggie daycare to collect Bagel, an unexpected encounter occurred. Kim Taehyung was also at the daycare, there to pick up his cherished Yeontan. As the two dog owners approached the daycare area, their surprise and delight were evident.

"Hyung!" Taehyung called out with genuine excitement as he ran to Yoongi's side. "I didn't expect to see you here."

Yoongi, just as pleased to encounter his fellow member, greeted him with a friendly smile. "Taehyung-ah, picking up Yeontannie?" he inquired.

Bagel, ever the social butterfly, gave an enthusiastic bark and wagged his tail in response to Yeontan’s presence.

Taehyung's eyes gleamed with curiosity and amusement as he observed Bagel. He crouched down to Bagel's level, greeting the dog with a warm grin. "Who's this?" he asked.

Yoongi, amused by Taehyung's excitement, kneeled beside Bagel and patted his fur affectionately. "This is Bagel, Taehyung-ah," he explained.

"Oh!" Taehyung exclaimed, putting two and two together with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "Already friendly with the girlfriend's dog, huh, hyung?"

Yoongi chuckled, "Please, Bagel and I go way back."

With the introductions completed, Bagel and Yeontan were set free from their harnesses. The two dogs immediately hit it off, racing around the play area with tails wagging and tongues lolling. Taehyung couldn't help but smile at the sight, grateful to see Yeontan making a new furry friend who was just as sweet and playful as he was.

As they watched the dogs enjoy their newfound friendship, Taehyung's curiosity got the best of him. Playfully, he turned to Yoongi and asked, "So, Hyung, when do I get to meet Bagel's mom?"

Yoongi grinned with a secret gleam in his eye, "But you already did."

Taehyung furrowed his brow, struggling to remember ever meeting Yoongi’s girlfriend. "Huh, when?"

Yoongi's tone was casual as he replied, "Back in 2018. At Wooshik-ssi’s party, we all met her there.” At the guilty look on Taehyung’s face, Yoongi quickly reassured him, “It’s fine, I didn’t remember that either."

“How does she know Wooshik-hyung?” Taehyung asked in curiosity.

Yoongi hummed thoughtfully, "Well, they met when she went on an exchange year to Canada. Wooshik was friends with the son of the family who hosted her during that time."

Taehyung's mind raced as he tried to piece together the information Yoongi shared. Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in his head. "Wait, _____? Your girlfriend is the Cherie, your co-star in that drama?"

Yoongi nodded with a smile "Yup, that's her. And I see that you’re aware of her nickname.”

“Wooshik hyung mentions her sometimes.” Knowing that his hyung is the type to be wary of new people, Taehyung expressed his surprise, "But that was kind of fast, Hyung. You met her on the drama set, what, just a few months ago?"

Yoongi acknowledged the truth with a nod. "Yeah, but we actually knew each other from a few years back, way before the drama."

Taehyung's curiosity piqued, and he raised an inquisitive brow. "Oh? Do tell, Hyung."

Yoongi couldn't help but laugh at his friend's eagerness, but he maintained his air of secrecy. "Maybe later, when everyone's together."

Taehyung reluctantly agreed, understanding that his hyung was not as open about their love life." I'm happy for you either way, Hyung," he said with a warm smile, watching Bagel and Yeontan's joyful play.

As the dogs frolicked around, Taehyung noticed the collar tag around Bagel's neck, which was strikingly similar to Holly’s, the one he had been bugging Yoongi to share for Yeontan. "Hyung! So, your new girlfriend's dog already has the collar tag, but your favorite nephew doesn't?" he playfully whined.

Yoongi chuckled heartily, "Oh, Taehyung-ie, she bought that herself when I got one for Holly."

Taehyung's eyes widened in surprise. "But that was, what, 2019?"

Yoongi grinned mysteriously, teasing his friend, "Exactly. As I said, I'll tell you all about it later."

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When you finally had a day off the next week, Yoongi was occupied with group activities, leaving you with a free day to spend with just Bagel. However, your peaceful morning took an unexpected turn when your phone buzzed with intriguing messages from Yoongi.

You quickly replied, of course you know the first ever K-pup idol. You also remember Yoongi mentioning that Bagel and Yeontan had gotten along well when they met at the daycare some time ago.

Taehyung arrived at your door around the time Yoongi said he would, holding Yeontan in his arms, and with a wide, appreciative smile on his face.

“Hello _____-ssi, sorry for asking you a favor on our first meeting.” Taehyung expressed his gratitude with a small bow after entering your home.

“It’s no problem, Taehyung-ssi.” You greeted him warmly.

"Thank you so much for helping out on such short notice. I hope Tannie and Bagel behave themselves." Taehyung said as he kneeled to let Yeontan out of his arms.

You immediately noticed Yeontan's excited tail wagging when Bagel came into the room, curious about the visitors. 

You chuckled, "I'm sure they'll have a great time together. Don't worry about it."

Taehyung gave the dog a loving pat, reassuring him, "Be a good boy, Tannie."

With that, Taehyung stood up and you both watched as the two dogs greeted each other, making sure they got along. After several rounds of sniffing and excited tail-wags, they run off to play around the room. The two dogs were thrilled to see each other again, making it clear they enjoyed their previous playdate.

Taehyung’s phone beeped loudly, reminding him that he’s needed somewhere else. “I have to go now. I’ll ask Hyung for your number, he was oddly protective of it earlier,” He said with a teasing smile and a hint of mischief in his eyes.

You laugh in slight embarrassment. Your boyfriend can be a tad possessive, citing that after 16 years of openly sharing everything with the members, he prefers not to share you and all the details of your relationship with them. It's endearing, and deep down, you might find it rather charming.

Taehyung quickly bid his farewell, leaving you with Bagel and Yeontan. You spent the day playing with the two fur babies and relaxing catching up on the new drama that Hoseok recommended to you a couple of weeks ago.

Throughout the day, you and Yoongi exchange your customary updates, sharing details like your lunch menu and a snapshot of Yeontan and Bagel playing in your living room. It's a deliberate effort that both of you consistently make in your relationship. Despite your busy schedules, you always manage to find the time to keep each other informed about the little moments that shape your days. Just as you were about to reply, you received a message from an unknown number.

As the day went on, you exchanged messages with Taehyung, updating him on Yeontan’s activities and sharing some adorable pictures of the dogs.

Tae responded with pictures of the members, including a notably attractive shot of your boyfriend in the recording booth. Yoongi's eyes were closed in deep concentration, his lips positioned so closely to the microphone that it seemed as though he was intimately whispering into it. The memory of him doing something similar to your ears involuntarily sent shivers down your spine.

At around 10 PM, your phone beeped with a new message from Taehyung.

You heard the sound of your door being unlocked, and soon, both Yoongi and Tae entered your home. The exhaustion on their faces was evident, having endured a day filled with recording, choreography practice, and meetings for their upcoming release.

As fatigue set in, pleasantries became too much effort for both, and shortly after Tae bid his farewell, you were left with Yoongi in your apartment.

After he cleaned up, Yoongi joined you on your bed, sliding close and wrapping his arms around you under the covers. He let out a deep sigh as he settled in, his head snuggling into the crook of your neck.

"How was your day?" you whispered.

"Long. Tiring," he replied, letting out a yawn. "Miss you," he mumbled, eyes closed.

You softly stroked his head. "Hmm, my poor baby. Let's just sleep tonight."

He didn't reply. Before long, his soft snores filled the room. You cherished these moments when he could relax with you, finding comfort in considering you his home. Amidst your demanding jobs, these quiet instances served as a much-needed recharge for both of you.

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Little did Yoongi know that his suggestion for Taehyung to ask for your help would lead to you and Taehyung becoming fast friends. You both frequently exchanged photos and stories about your beloved dogs, deepening your connection over the shared joy of being pet parents. Your bond with Taehyung continued to grow, and it was all thanks to your mutual love for your four-legged family members.

[eleni-cherie]

a thief's end ✨ || bts • myg - chapter 0.2

"so eager to be in a headlock again?"

"only if it's by you."

he thought he was done with the criminal life and ready for some peace and quiet. but his plans collapsed in the form of a strange girl who was in trouble.

© 2023 | eleni_cherie

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masterlist: here

— genre: thief au, gangster comedy, adventure, romcom, humour, angst, fluff, sexual tensiON, slowburn, mutual pining, strangers to lovers s2l

ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE. CHARACTERS NOT NECESSARILY LIKE THE REAL PERSONS. ALSO VERY UNREALISTIC PLOT LOL - JUST PRETEND READING A MANGA/COMIC OR WATCHING A FILM, REALLY.

SUGGESTIVE THEMES. MENTIONS OF VIOLENCE & BLOOD (BUT NOTHING TOO GRAPHIC, IT'S STILL A COMEDY!)

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"So.. have you adjusted to the city life again?" Jimin asked, taking a sip from his cold drink. The fan blowing in the corner of the bar not doing much against the heat.

Yoongi hummed, glancing at him over the edge of his glass as he took a sip as well. Uncertain of how to answer such a banal but also difficult question. Had he?

"Not fully yet," he eventually sighed, deciding being honest with his friend. "And I guess the timing I picked doesn't make it easier."

It wasn't a secret that Yoongi didn't like temperatures above 25°C. Making him regret leaving the city at the end of winter instead of the beginning of summer.

"Aish, Yoongi, you're too dramatic," his younger friend laughed out, patting his shoulder over the table. "Summertime is the best time after all!"

"You only say that 'cause everyone's showing more skin with these temperatures.." Yoongi mumbled with a teasing smirk, causing Jimin to gasp.

"That's what you say." His eyes frantically looking around the place to make sure no one had heard him, continuing purposely in a louder tone then, "Remember, I'm not single anymore and soon becoming a dad. I'm not looking at other women anymore!"

"Save you breath," Arabella's voice suddenly rang from behind them, making Jimin tense up.  And he turned around with a wide, innocent smile. "Bella-baby!"

She cocked a brow at him before sitting dpwn next to him. Pushing him with her hips to scoot a bit further into the booth. "Sorry for taking longer. Everyone's out with that weather.." she groaned. She leaned over the cool tabletop then, spreading her arms over it since it was a nice contrast to the heat outside.

Jimin poked her tired face with slight concern. "Aw, love, should I get you something cool to drink?"

"Yes, please," she whined, pouting at Jimin who was pouting back at her.

"Alright, give me a sec."

And with that he immediately got up and headed to the bar counter.

 Arabella blinked an eye open then, smirking at Yoongi. "Aw, Yoongs, you must be dying right now," she giggled and sat up straight again. Pointing at the sweat beats on his forehead. He rolled his eyes, chuckling lightly . "A little."

"I know you'd prefer being on the mountains right now, but I'm actually glad you're back," she smiled at him before her brows knitted together. Taking a closer look on him. "Wait.."

"W-what?" he asked, puzzled about the sudden change in her demeanor.

"Your cheeks!" She reached over the table, pinching one of the said cheeks. Making him whine and gently slapping her hand away. "They're gone! Your chubby cheeks are gone!" She sunk back with a sulky expession and folded arms. "I liked your chubby cheeks. Didn't you eat enough in that temple you were staying at?"

His lips folded into a straight line. "I-I did."

"What did you?"

Jimin had returned, confused about what was going on that made his girlfriend look so upset. He sat a glass of cold ice tea in front of her before taking his previous seat. Sliding his arm around her shoulders.

"Ate enough. She thinks my cheeks aren't chubby anymore.." The older guy laughed under his breath, finding it somewhat ironic how much she cared about his eating habits. Who would have thought years back that a day like this would ever come. However, Yoongi's answer only confused Jimin more.

Arabella's pout grew as she glanced at him. "You need to eat more then, I want the chubby cheeks back."

"Bella, let the man eat as much as he wants," Jimin squeazed her shoulder with a giggle. He faced Yoongi then with an apologetic smile. "She suddenly wants to feed everyone and everything and gets obsessed with chubby things. I don't know where this comes from."

Well, he could think of a reason. But he thought those motherly insticts would only show up once she actually became a mother and not already during the pregnancy. Especially since the baby bump only now started showing up.

Yoongi waved his hand though, being actually amused by this side of Arabella. In the past she'd often tried to hide her caring side, acting indifferent and cool, so it was nice that she let her soft side out more now. Whether because of her hormones or because of her calmer life. She had changed and wasn't the cunning thief anymore who simply took advantage of his love-blind friend.

Yeah, he and Arabella got along much better now over the years.

So when Arabella and Jimin had decided to retire from thievery when finding out she was pregnant half a year ago, Yoongi and also Taehyung were more than supportive.

Especially since they weren't as young anymore as they'd been when first starting and besides, Taehyung wanted to finally settle down with Cassandra as well. And considering Yoongi hadn't started off as a thief from a young age like those two, only stumbling into that life when meeting them, he didn't mind much going back to only sword fighting.

Although one thing wasn't completely true: that Jimin and Arabella had completely retired from it.

"Oh, by the way," Yoongi said then, remembering something. A knowing smirk spreading over his features. "How was your weekend trip to the capital?"

Both Jimin and Arabella's heads shot up. Eyeing him suspiciously. "Who said we were there?"

Yoongi shrugged, folding his arms on the table and leaned over. "The news. What was it again this time? A golden necklace, if I remember correctly?"

"Shhh.." Arabella pressed a finger to her lips, looking around. Luckily the place was sparely visited during this hour.

Yoongi chuckled and sat back. "So it really was you two, huh?"

Jimin offered him a cocky grin. "You know.. people shouldn't underestimate a pregnant woman. Makes it even easier to distract and fool them."

Shaking his head, the older guy laughed under his breath. "Isn't it morally reprehensible to use a fetus for your steals?"

"Maybe, but I'm not gonna sit there for nine months and do nothing," Arabella huffed, giggling, "So it has to come along whether it wants to or not."

Perhaps it was easier for him and Taehyung to completely leave that life back since they hadn't been the actual thieves, rather the assistants. The real thieves had always been Jimin and Arabella.

"I mean, you do you," Yoongi shrugged, "I'm just glad you guys do well."

"Aww, that's so nice," Arabella cooed and pinched his cheek again. Earning another groan from him.

"Yoongi's always been the biggest softie among us," Jimin told her, grinning at the older guy then, "He just didn't like showing it so much. Isn't that right?"

"Yeah, whatever," Yoongi mumbled and hid his smile behind his glass, taking a larger gulp. The ice cubes having almost melted by now.

Jimin sighed then. "I'm still sorry I bailed on you guys last weekend for that heist though."

Yoongi shrugged, having already assured him it was fine since he was quite understanding in that aspect. "Seriously, it's alright. Me and Taehyung had a good time. And when he left, I sat a little longer, walked into someone I knew so we somewhat hung out together.. it's not like I was a total loner just because you couldn't make it and Taehyungie had to leave earlier."

He sat his glass down, puzzled to see his two friends staring at him with wide eyes. Making him frown. "What?"

"You met someone?"

His eyes grew wide at Jimin's question, only now registering his own words. "An.. acquaintance."

"And who is she?"

Yoongi swallowed, seeing both grinning at him now. "Who said it's a 'she'?"

"Your eyes sparkled a little when mentioning it." 

Jimin and his ability to analyse everyone and look right through them again. Practical in heists, unbelievably annoying in their friendship.

"Fine, yeah, it was a girl I helped out a week earlier," he shrugged, sounding as non-chalantly as possible since the two made a bigger deal out of it than it was, "I ran into her again last weekend and guess, helped her out again. That's it."

Jimin nodded, another question popping up in his mind. He restrained himself from asking it though. So it was even more surprising when Arabella said it out loud instead. "Is she hot?"

The two men looked at her astonished, causing her to frown puzzled. "What? I'm just curious 'cause he never gets involved with anyone. At least I've never seen him going out with anyone. That's why I assume she must be hot."

"First of all," Yoongi said then, coughing, "My private life is no one's business."

Arabella rolled her eyes at this.

"Second of all, we didn't go out. We randomly walked into each other." Well, technically he'd run after her, but those were just minor details they didn't have to know. "And third of all -" He paused abruptly, realising he didn't know hot to continue. However, there wasn't a reason to hold back and not simply admit it. "Yeah, she's hot. But that doesn't matter. I'd have helped her either way."

"I know for a fact that you would," Jimin nodded, knowing Yoongi long and well enough to know he'd have helped anyone. Not just hot women in need. "So when are you meeting her again?"

Yoongi slowly began getting fed up with this interrogation. "Guys!" he sharply said, interrupting them from proceeding with their questions with a short slam on the tabletop. "Yeah, I found her.. intriguing and I guess she also, I don't know, liked me. But she might've left the city by now so there's no point for you to fantasize."

The couple sank into their seats, seemingly disappointed hearing it, which only confused him more to why they were so invested in his private life. Then again, these two had always been the nosiest one of his friends. Maybe Cassandra also a little, sometimes at least.

He really missed Taehyung right now.

"But she might still be here right?" Arabella asked then, her face lightning up at the small hope, "Text or call her to find out."

Yoongi scoffed, arching a brow at her. "Really?"

"Yeah, obviously! It's been a few days, so it wouldn't seem clingy. Do it!"

Jimin shrugged, emptying his drink. "Bella's right, it could be worth a shot."

He couldn't argue with that and it'd be a lie if he said he hadn't already thought of texting her multiple times these past days. Still, he was contemplating whether doing so would be a good idea. Sure, they had all retired from thievery and tried living a normal life there - at least most of them - but that didn't change the fact that outside of Taiwan he was a wanted criminal. Uncertain if getting involved with anyone, even if it ended up as just a mere fling, would be a wise. Especially since she seemed to have her own issues going on. Issues bigger than herself.

"C'mon, what are you waiting for?"

He groaned annoyed, eventually giving into her pleads and took his phone out. Not expecting much when typing a simple text to her. Soyeon having most likely left town anyway.

yoongi (6:53pm): hey

He put the phone down again. Not expecting much to come out of this until his phone suddenly vibrated. Taking all three off-guard. Someone was calling him.

"Answer! What are you waiting for!"

"Uhm." He quickly grabbed it and stood up. Rushing outside to accept it.

"Hello?"

"Yoongi?"

His lips tucked into a smile when hearing her voice. "Hey."

He heard a relieved sigh on the other phone line then.

"I'm so sorry. I know you said if something happens I could call but.. I wasn't sure if you'd actually meant it and.. and.."

Her words made him instantly frown. And he noticed her distressed tone. Her voice shaky and also hushed, as if she tried not to be heard by anyone. His fingers tightening around the device as a hot flash spread inside him. "Soyeon, what happened? Where are you?"

She dragged a breath. "Okay, this might sound weird but.. I'm in the bathroom stall of a restaurant somewhere downtown, near the main square. But I don't know which one."

"You.. seriously?"

"Yeah.." she laughed out weakly, recognising the absurdity of the situation. "And I can't go out and have someone see me like this. So I'm kinda stuck here.."

"Okay, I'll come and pick you up."

She inhaled sharply. "Really?"

"Yeah, just might take some time to find you.." he chuckled and she couldn't help but smile at the sound of his laugh. Relieved that he didn't call her crazy and instantly hung up on her instead.

"I'll be waiting. It's not like I got anywhere else to go.."

"Good, just stay where you are."

He ended the call, looking up at the cloudless sky. He sighed.

Just what did she get herself into again?

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"Soyeon?"

It was the fifth restaurant bathroom he checked out by now. He had gone to more, but most didn't have stalls, which limited the possible places. Walking into women's restrooms hadn't been a pleasant way to pass time. Only earning him weird looks and yells.

"Yeah?" he heard a voice squeak from behind a locked door and he exhaled. Finally having found her. 

He walked up to the stall and knocked. The clicking of the doorknob being turned echoing against the tiles. The door cracked open then, Soyeon peeking from behind it, covering half of her face. 

"Hey," she smiled awkwardly, "So you managed finding me after all."

"I said I would, didn't I?" Noticing her hesitating from coming out, his smile faded. "Is everything okay?"

"Uhm yeah, just.." Her lips folded with an insecure look. Making him frown. He lightly pushed the door then to see what was going on. His breath hitching. 

Her arms and hands were covered in scratches and grazes and there was an incised wound on her forehead, a thin trail of blood lining the side of her face.

"Soyeon, what the fck happened? You're bleeding."

"I'm not bleeding," she retorted casually, feeling suddenly small under his appalled stare. "It's just a small cut."

"Small? That definitely needs stitches."

She pressed her jaw together and looked away. She didn't like being vulnerable and weak. She didn't like asking others for help. However, there she was having this guy help her for a third time now. A guy she barely knew and found insanely attractive. Feeling embarrassed would be an understatement.

"It's okay, really. I can take care of that later," she said then, playing her insecurity off.  She couldn't go to the hospital with that and risk them asking questions and call the police. "I just need a way to get past the people outside in the restaurant. They'd probably freak and call the cops if they saw me like this."

"Maybe calling the cops wouldn't be a bad idea," he said, his brown eyes carrying deep concern. Making her swallow hard. Shaking her head, she tried playing it off with a laugh. "No, it's okay. Just help me get out, that's the last favour I'm gonna ask you today. I promise."

He huffed, finding her behaviour irrational, although somewhere understandable. His friends and him hadn't been much better in the past either. So he dragged a sigh, his expression softening. "How did you even get inside here in the first place?"

She pointed at the small window at the back. "I saw it being open when I ran into the back alley. But while hiding here, an employee came and locked it with a key, so I couldn't leave from there again."

He nodded understanding. "Alright, get back inside there and wait. I'll look for something to cover you up."

With a pout she waddled back into the stall, locking it behind her.

As promised, Yoongi returned not too long after. Holding a cardigan and a bucket hat he had bought from a shop near by. 

He put the hat on her head and lightly pulled it down, enough to cover the ugly cut. Soyeon blushed under the close proximity, even if it hadn't been the first time. He handed her the cardigan then and while she slid it over her body, he took some paper towels and wetted them at the sink. He turned around then, biting back a laugh at how adorable she looked in that big cardigan. Sleeves way too long for her arms, hanging losely. He coughed instead as it'd have been highly unfitting to laugh considering the situation. Still, she noticed. "What?"

"Nothing, you just look kinda cute," he shrugged, ignoring her widening eyes as he wiped the blood from the side of her face with the paper towel. He tossed it into the bin then, facing her again. "Ready?"

"Y-yes, I think so."

He grabbed her hand over the sleeve then and gently tucked her out of the restrooms. Peeking out at the restaurant first, making sure no one was looking at their direction.

The restaurant was quite crowded, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing, Yoongi knew from experience. More people meant they'd stand out less and wouldn't receive much attention.

"Alright, avoid any eye-contact and just walk casually. Got it?"

She nodded quickly and they walked out into the filled space. Waiters rushing around, taking orders or serving tables. Guests arriving or leaving. Loud chatter filling the atmosphere. They passed by everything and in no time reached the entrance and stepped out. Breathing in the warm evening air.

They continued the same way outside as well. Casual walk, no eye-contact as he lrd her to his car a few blocks away. Still holding her hand firmly. As if he wanted to assure her that everything was alright. Only when he unlocked the vehicle, he let go of her. Leaving a tingling feeling on her skin. She followed him inside then, letting out a long breath. 

"Seriously, thank you so much. I owe you.. again." She pulled the hat off and lowered the sun visor, taking a better look on the cut in the small mirror, gasping lightly. It was much bigger than she thought. She hadn't even noticed the dryed blood along her temple. Traces of it still there as he had missed to clean everything. "I'll buy you all the drinks you want, I swear."

Yoongi didn't reply though. His eyes laying on her with lasting worry as she touched the wound, flinching. He shook his head then as an old memory crept back into his mind. And he started the engine, driving off. 

When they reached a red light, he stopped and reached for his phone in his pocket. Calling a number and waiting for the dial tone to end.

"Yeh." Taehyung's way of answering the phone making him almost laugh out.

"Hey, is Cas home?"

"Uhm, yeah why?"

"Can I talk to her for a second?" He side-eyed Soyeon, making sure she didn't suspect anything. He heard shuffling on the other end of the line and Taehyung's muffled voice. Being replaced by a soft female one seconds later. "Hey, what's up?"

He sighed. He really hated asking her for that favour, feeling like he'd take advantage of her. He didn't have much of a choice though. And besides, he knew Cassandra would most likely feel comically offended if he didn't come to her with this.

"I could need your skills. I know you aren't our personal doctor, but I got this.. friend, and she can't go to the hospital with that."

Soyeon's head instantly snapped at his direction when hearing that. "Yoongi, I said it's okay."

He ignored her, continuing speaking to Taehyung's wife.

"Oh, Yoongs, what happened?" Cassandra asked worried.

"It's nothing major, just.. a cut." The light turned green and he drove again. Hearing Cassandra sighing on the other phone line. "Yes, of course, bring them over and I'll take a look."

"Thank you, Cas. I owe you."

"You know exactly you don't," she giggled, "See you soon."

Yoongi ignored Soyeon's angry glare when he hung up. And she shook her head in disbelief.

"You don't need to worry for me."

"Well, but I do," he deadpanned, glancing at her briefly before focusing back on the road, "And you're being an idiot right now. This wound might get infected or leave a scar. It's better to let my friend take care of it, she's a doctor."

Her lips parted, staring at him speechlessly. Never had someone called her an idiot while being this concerned about her at the same time. Usually she'd have yelled at someone for patronising her like this. But she didn't this time. She simply sat back silently. Glancing at the cut in the side-mirror. Maybe he wasn't wrong after all.

"So.." he began then, carefully not to provoke her as his eyes were calmly laying on the road, "Will you tell me how you ended up with those grazes and cuts?"

She heaved a sigh, her eyes wandering outside at the passing buildings. "Guess you deserve an explanation."

"I think so, too."

"Long story short, these jerks showed up in front of my door and the only way to escape was to climb from my balcony to the neighbour's. They weren't home though, which was probably better as they'd have probably thought I was insane. But this led me to smash their glass door and.. yeah."

"Pretty adventurous."

She shrugged. "Call it survival instincts."

"And will you now also tell me why they're after you in the first place?" he smirked.

"Nope," she grinned mischieviously, making him raise a brow at her.

"No?"

"Mhm, maybe later."

He laughed dryly, shaking his head while turning to another street.

She was indeed quite a mystery.

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[kpujing]

• 801 DAYS | BTS JIN AU •

AU where Jin has a girlfriend, and she has a breakdown after finding out he's going to mandatory military service... and still didn't ask her to marry him.

Portuguese version | English version

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Original Character

Genre: Fluff, Comedy, Lovers [little bit of Enemies], a tiny sprinkle of angst ((cause I HATE sadness))

A/N: Just me writing fanfic about dating my UTT [and having a mental breakdown over him going to military service]. Chapters are really short cause 1. This was written for Twitter and 2. I didn't get to the point of building up a more intricate narrative over the original plot, although I had some ideas for it.

Originally posted on Twitter, but I'm from Brazil, and since the app is indefinitely banned in my home country I'm posting it here too...

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About the Characters:

A brief introduction to the AU characters according to the female lead's point of view.

Kim Seokjin

Future Military Man

The oldest of the group and the most childish too

Uncle Jokes

In a stable relationship of pure love and hatred with his girlfriend

The 'Enemie' to her 'Lover'

Min Yoongi

No patience for drama

2º oldest of the group

Protagonist's bestie, but he can't hold back from being rude to her

Sends long texts once a year, but the other 365 days are only answered with 'yes' or 'no'

Loves his friend group, but swears he doesn't

Jung Hoseok

Party Boy

Robs candies from the fridge

Be happy because he makes you happy

The friend who ALWAYS says yes to any random plan

The best in DIYs

Kim Namjoon

The group's therapist

Three words: He needs therapy

Father to numerous plants and 7 kids of 20+ years old

Art Lover

Dreams with a peaceful life, has a chaotic life

Park Jimin

The most lovable Bestie

You WANT a hug

Complains about the maknae line, but in reality is gang's boss

He's the cutest...

But if he touches his hair I swear you're dead

Kim Taehyung

Who's Peaky Blinders next to Kim Taehyung?

He elaborates the plans

Gives up as soon as he turns the street corner

Random thoughts at 3AM

Looks rich, is rich

Jeon Jungkook

he's not the protagonists' brother....

But could be

Free Fire, Genshin, Valorant...

Would steal your stuff for a bet

Baby Driver

Aurora

Military Man Wife

Wasn't even asked in marriage yet, but already counts herself as being married since long ago

The youngest in the group

The 'Enemie' to his 'Lover'

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Sprite's Favourite Fics {Bangtan Fics} Part 3

(Also, all the moodboards are edited by me therefore I request everyone not to repost them as theirs)

[Masterlist]

[OT7]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Until Death by minniepetals

— pairing: bts x reader — genre: fluff, slight angst, demon! au — word count: 4.4k — summary: until death do you part, you are theirs and they are yours

➺ Kidnapped? by daydream-hobii

Pairing: BTS x Reader; Persian Cat!Seokjin, Black Cat!Yoongi, German Shepherd!Hoseok, Wolf!Namjoon, Calico Cat!Jimin, Golden Retriever!Taehyung, Bunny!Jungkook Genre: Hybrid!AU; Fluff with some Angst Word Count: 1,012 Summary: You were just grocery shopping when a golden retriever smiled at you, grabbed your hand, and took you out to his car. Was someone hurt? Was he alright? You followed him, thinking this, but when you pulled up to a large house in the country, your heart sank. Were you just kidnapped?

➺ Because I'm a man, I'll hold your hand by army-author

pairing: flirty BTS + reader genre: fluff, comedy... maybe? word count: 3K summary: Your visit to a haunted school building has your heart racing... but is that due to the possibility of seeing ghosts, or because of the extremely handsome boys you’re with? 

➺ Requested Drabble by minniepetals

— pairing: flirty BTS + reader — genre: fluff, comedy, office au — synopsis: "are you crying"

{SERIES}

➺ Requested Mafia Series by minniepetals

— pairing: mafia! bts x mafia! reader — genre: fluff, slight angst, mafia! au, enemies to lovers — parts: 16/16 — synopsis: "I thought you'd kill me by now"

➺ What if... series by jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue

Pairing: Captain namjoon, Detective hyung line, officer maknae line X mafia kingpin reader Genre: (soft) Yandere, blood, guns, death, violence, corruption, stalking, unhealthy obsessions, suggestive shit, crime, Mafia au Parts: 3/3 Prompt: What if... you were the Kingpin and they were the detectives?

{REACTION}

➺ Their reaction to finding out that their girlfriend is a vampire by army-author

➺ Their reaction to their girlfriend being a shape-shifter by choking-on-tae

[KIM NAMJOON]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Wolf Among Deer by army-author

➸ pairing: Namjoon x female reader ➸ word count: 17.3k words ➸ genre: fluff, mild angst, shifter au, best friend’s brother au, fake dating au ➸ summary: ❝ your best friend needs a date to appease her parents over christmas, so you reluctantly agree to help by posing as her girlfriend. there are, however, two problems with this plan. problem 1) you are a wolf shifter, and your best freind’s deer family do not take kindly to predators. problem 2) your best friend’s brother is incredibly attractive, and you may be harbouring a huge crush. what could possibly go wrong? a whole lot, that’s what... ❞

➺ The Kim Line by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: Taehyung x Reader x Jin x Namjoon ↬ genre: Open relationship, idol!au, Smut [18+] ↬ summary: Before Namjoon allowed Jungkook to see his girlfriend’s nudes, the Kims were part of her birthday surprise, being the first to see Y/n fully naked. ↬ wc: 7.1k

➺ Let Me Hold Them by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: Namjoon x F. Reader x Jungkook ↬ genre: idol!au, bf!au, smut [18+] ↬ summary: Jungkook is interested in seeing your nudes. ↬ wc: 9.4k

[KIM SEOKJIN]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Voice Mail by joonary

Pairing: kim seokjin x reader Genre: fluff; humor; friends to lovers; college podcast au Word count: 7k Summary: kim seokjin is best known around campus for his romance advisory podcast, voice mail, but to you, he’s just your lovable idiot of a best friend. but when he accidentally lets it slip that he’s fallen for one of your fellow peers, you can’t help but be a little bit curious (and quite frankly, a tad bit jealous).

➺ The Kim Line by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: Taehyung x Reader x Jin x Namjoon ↬ genre: Open relationship, idol!au, Smut [18+] ↬ summary: Before Namjoon allowed Jungkook to see his girlfriend’s nudes, the Kims were part of her birthday surprise, being the first to see Y/n fully naked. ↬ wc: 7.1k

➺ Drabble by indgio

pairing: Kim seokjin x reader genre: fluff & crack wc - approx. 0.6k Summary: the one where jin is drunk off his face and you get friend-zoned. Alternatively, you’ve been dating kim seokjin for 2 and a half years now, and it takes him all of a few drinks to forget that

➺ Salute [M] by untaemedqueen

Pairing: Seokjin x Wife!Reader WordCount: 3.8k Genre: Teeny Bit of Angst, Smut, Fluff Summary: seokjin coming back from the military and seeing his wife with their newborn daughter was a surprise to him.

➺ Dad Seokjin drabble by eoieopda

Pairing: Seokjin x Wife!Reader Genre: marriage!au, dad!jin, fishing Synopsis: “See? I’m finally not the only Kim who likes to fish!”

➺ Ice Lolly [M] by whatifyoulivelikethat

pairing(s): seokjin x reader genre: established relationship; featuring seagull-BTS LOL; crack and fluff; smut  summary: You (accidentally?) deep throat a popsicle in front of Min Yoongi. It's not what it looks like! Well, it kinda is, but you have a good reason! You just want to give your boyfriend, Kim Seokjin, a mind-blowing blowjob and you read some stuff online and, uh... okay, that still doesn't sound like a good reason, but I swear it is.

➺ ForeverLand by jimlingss

➜ Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Reader ➜ Words: 15.2k ➜ Genres: 95% Fluff, 5% Angst, Peter Pan!AU ➜ Summary: Just because you're nineteen doesn't mean you aren't still a CHILD! So why does everyone want you to grow up so badly?! Is it so wrong to not want to work? To get married?! And for heaven's sake, you'll wed anyone but boring Namjoon! Little do you know, a certain fairy boy's about to grant your wish and whisk you far away from this nightmare.

{SERIES}

➺ The Newscasters by jimlingss

Pairing: Kim Seokjin x reader Words: 8.5k Genre: Fluff, Future Smut, Anchors!Au, Rivals!Au Summary: When Local and Celebrity news has to fight head on, who knows who will win. All you do know is that Kim Seokjin, the arrogant bastard that he is, might give you a hernia before your job does.

[MIN YOONGI]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Swing Life Away by aphrodijin

pairing: min yoongi x fem!reader rating: 18+ word count: 5.2k synopsis: it's your first anniversary as a married couple but not only did you forget today's special occasion, you also didn't prepare a self-made gift for your husband -- except for the bundle of joy in your womb.

➺ Through the Facade by dreamescapeswriting

Pairing: Chaebol! Yoongi x Chaebol! Reader Word Count: 7.2K Genre: arranged marriage, yoongi being a simp for reader, forgiveness, fluffy ending, smut Warning: TRIGGER WARNING MENTIONS OF ABUSE FROM FATHER, BEING HIT IN ONE SCENE PLEASE DONT READ IF IT’LL TRIGGER YOU, T MINORS DNI!!!

{SERIES}

➺ Domestic Yoongi Series by bluewhale52

Pairing: Yoongi x OC Genre: idol!au, established relationship, fluff Parts: 12/12

[JUNG HOSEOK]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Wake me up {M} by rmstdio

▬ synopsis. hoseok decides to treat himself after a long day of work. ▬ pairing. jung hoseok x reader ▬ genre. est relationship au • pwp | smut ▬ length. 1.5k words

➺ Love Quarrels by mirahuyooo

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader Word Count: 4,919 words Content/s: ANGST, fLUFf, romance, established relationship, mention of arranged marriage, fIGHTING, Hoseok is one stubborn bich but he simp, Mafia AU Synopsis: Couples fight. It's unavoidable and normal even—but will you and your husband get over it?

➺ Who's the boss by Yoonpobs

pairing: jung hoseok x oc genre: fluff, slight enemies to lovers, boss!hobi, pa!oc warnings: like one moment of suggestive content, confessing but no real confessions, jimin is your annoying best friend words: 4, 663 summary: valentine's day with your stupid (hot) boss

[PARK JIMIN]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ The Little Mermaid [M] by guksthighs

Genre: fairytale!au, mermaid!reader, smut, fluff, angst Length: 10.1k Summary: Jimin has only ever had eyes for one mermaid and you soon learn that what the prince wants, he gets.

➺ Nine Months [M] by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: maknae line x f. reader ↬ genre: parents to be au, established relationship au, smut [18+] ↬ summary: Nearing the end of your pregnancy, Jungkook finds it nearly impossible to keep his eyes off you.  When Taehyung notices, he invites him into your bed... along with Jimin. ↬ wc: 5.7k

➺ Requested Drabble [M] by dionymint

✓ Couple: Jimin x Reader ✓ Genre: establishedRelationship!AU ✓ Synopsis: a smutty fluffy drabble where the reader tries to get his attention by teasing him while he plays video games with the guys

➺ High Rise by hyungieyoongi

Pairing: CEO!Jimin x Reader Genre: Fluff + CEO!Jimin + a lot of flirting in an elevator + strangers to lovers + Jimin is romantic and flirty af  Word Count: 2.9K+

➺ Of Gold And Starlight by eleventoes

pairing: prosecutor!jimin x ghost!reader | genre: fluff; also an attempt at mystery word count: 9.5k synopsis: Park Jimin was known for many things—for being the district attorney’s all-time favorite with the highest successful prosecution rate around, for being the sexiest prosecutor on the 15th floor, and also for being that one guy who never grew out of having imaginary friends. You took credit for that last one, though.

[KIM TAEHYUNG]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Work over Pleasure by lemonyko0

» genre: angst!!!, romance, divorce au, pregnancy. » word count: 1.8k » summary: In order to have everything, you must first be in a position to lose everything. after divorcing the love of your life, you're already halfway there.

➺ Nine Months [M] by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: maknae line x f. reader ↬ genre: parents to be au, established relationship au, smut [18+] ↬ summary: Nearing the end of your pregnancy, Jungkook finds it nearly impossible to keep his eyes off you.  When Taehyung notices, he invites him into your bed... along with Jimin. ↬ wc: 5.7k

➺ Infamous [M] by sugaxjpg

✓ Couple: Taehyung x Reader ✓ Genre: Fuckboy!AU & SecretRelationship!AU ✓ Filed under: smut  ✓ Words: 12,508 ✓ Synopsis: You would rather die than to have someone figure out about your sexual escapades with Local Fuckboy, Kim Taehyung. It was an ego thing. 

➺ Requested Drabble [M] by lavishedinjimin

✓ Couple: Taehyung x Reader ✓ Genre: establishedRelationship!AU, lactation kink, mommy kink ✓ Synopsis: reader just had her baby and taehyung wants her to breastfeed him too after she fed their baby.

➺ Requested Drabble [M] by dionymint

✓ Couple: Taehyung x Reader ✓ Genre: establishedRelationship!AU ✓ Synopsis: smutty - fluffy drabble in which the reader and taehyung have a heated make out session while he's looking like boyfriend material in a grey hoodie, sweats, with messy bed hair

➺ Soaring High [M] by taegularities

pairing: dilf / single dad!Taehyung x reader genre: s2l (?); fluff, smut, some crack? word count: 8.5k Summary: A twelve-hour flight passes fast when a scorching hot, single parent is there to entertain you all throughout the day – with his words… as much as with his fingers. 

➺ Bouquet and Garter by jjungkookislife

ღ paring: taehyung x f. reader ღ genre: brother’s best friend, childhood friend, wedding au, {18+} ღ wc: 1.1k ღ summary: when you catch the wedding bouquet and Taehyung catches the garter, you’re fated to be together.

➺ The Kim Line by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: Taehyung x Reader x Jin x Namjoon ↬ genre: Open relationship, idol!au, Smut [18+] ↬ summary: Before Namjoon allowed Jungkook to see his girlfriend’s nudes, the Kims were part of her birthday surprise, being the first to see Y/n fully naked. ↬ wc: 7.1k

{SERIES}

➺ Maybe I Do by chateautae

➵ pairing : taehyung x reader ➵ genre :  arranged marriage!au, ceo!tae, s2l!au, eventual smut, fluff, angst ➵ summary :  maybe you love each other, maybe you don’t. when a deal between your fathers leaves you forcefully wedding kim taehyung, arguably seoul’s most powerful CEO, you’re prepared for a loveless marriage of eternal regret and unhappiness. but maybe, it doesn’t turn out that way after all.

[ JEON JUNGKOOK]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Husband Jungkook Drabble by starsin-youreyes

❧ pairings: jungkook x f! reader ❧ genre/warnings: fluff, established relationship, pregnant! reader ❧ word count: 541 words ❧ synopsis: "You can't know that," he responds with a pout. "Yes, I can! I have three brains, and you have one!"

➺ Nine Months [M] by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: maknae line x f. reader ↬ genre: parents to be au, established relationship au, smut [18+] ↬ summary: Nearing the end of your pregnancy, Jungkook finds it nearly impossible to keep his eyes off you.  When Taehyung notices, he invites him into your bed... along with Jimin. ↬ wc: 5.7k

➺ Serendipity by sopewriters

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader Genre: Fluff (with slightly smutty undertones at the end) and a fail attempt at humor; Soulmate!AU Word Count: 2.6K Summary: where anything your soulmate does to their body reflects on your own

➺ Let Me Hold Them by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: Namjoon x F. Reader x Jungkook ↬ genre: idol!au, bf!au, smut [18+] ↬ summary: Jungkook is interested in seeing your nudes. ↬ wc: 9.4k

➺ Of Gold and Starlight Drabble by eleventoes

pairing: jungkook x reader ft. jimin genre: fluff, platonic au word count: 1.3k warning(s): none synopsis: Jungkook sees you, like really sees you, for the first time.

[eusuntgratie]

Firstprince exes?! I am SO intrigued. Please share some details!

YES HELLO HI I WOULD LOVE TO TALK ABOUT FIRSTPRINCE EXES

this will be my next big project once disaster is done!

firstprince exes is a MESS why did i do this to myself (SIGH) but i love it so much i will suffer for her i am determined to finish her i love her.

this fic is in the pov of daniel, alex's boyfriend. it's an AU, they're just regular dudes. alex and henry's relationship is pretty confusing/complicated and daniel is trying to figure it all out.

all previously shared snips are here in my firstprince exes tag (there are a lot and they are NOT posted in any sort of order they are all over the place)

fun tidbit about this one is that you won't actually really find out the context of alex and henry's relationship (at least not all of it) in the main fic due to the nature of that relationship and it being outside pov. BUT. i hope to write a series of shorter fics from various other pov in the same verse once i finish the big/main fic.

here's a little snippet i haven't shared before. no boundaries alex and nora my beloved. (nora barged in when things were getting spicy bt daniel and alex...she's just left)

It had taken awhile for Alex to grasp his bafflement because apparently it was so normal for Nora to simply bust into his apartment if she needed something that he didn’t understand that it isn’t actually normal at all for your ex-girlfriend to have a key and have a whole-ass conversation with you after kicking the man you were about blow off the couch. “We barely even dated,” he’d laughed. “It’s not like that. We’re just. She’s my best friend, I think. We’re better like this.” Daniel had a best friend too, but he’d throttle her if she cockblocked him to have a conversation about politics.

ask me anything: wip edition (or about anything that's fine too)

[hannieween]

flashing lights | lights out series

You felt betrayed in some way you had never felt before. You thought that you could trust Joshua, you thought you were safe with him. After all that you have been through together, this cannot be the way he loses you.

✮pairings: joshua hong x female reader x yoon jeonghan ✮ genre: angst, fluff, smut [18+] ✮aus: rockstar joshua, theatre director jeonghan, boyfriend joshua, best friend jeonghan, pre-polyamory, friends to fucking ✮word count: 23.8k

› 🎧: xo – i.m | i want you around – yugyeom ft. de vita | skins – dpr ian | warm – junggigo | honey! – tabber ft. dean | black swan – bts | being – tabber ft. yerin

→ season one – navi post – playlist ♡

› smut warnings below the cut

✮ warnings: a whole lotta angst, smut with plot, dom joshua, soft dom jeonghan, sub reader, everyone is toxic, possessiveness, jealousy, sleepy vanilla love making, threesome, cucking, body worshipping, oral sex (f and m receiving), masturbation (m), unprotected sex, squirting, tag teaming, spit roasting, eiffel tower, multiple creampies, cumplay, cum mixing, a bit of sadism and brat taming: spanking, overstimming. pet names: baby, princess, bunny, beautiful, (hers) baby, handsome (joshua's) ✮ author's note: this is so fucking self-indulgent i am so obsessed with jihan it must be a sickness by now ok ok ok... indulge with me beautiful readers --- (●'◡'●) ✮ disclaimer: minors dni this post is intended for 18+ readers. please have your age stated in your description and try not to look like a bot please 🙂.

part ii

Three weeks before.

Yoon Jeonghan had never felt this in his life.

He used to think that he guarded himself pretty well. Keeping everyone at an arm's length from entering his heart, never quite falling for someone, thus he never suffered heartbreak.

Until he met you.

When Joshua initially suggested getting to know you, he thought nothing of it. Jeonghan thought of himself a good friend and even though he was particularly shy in some aspects, he was eager to meet the person who finally worked their way to Joshua's heart.

And you simply clicked in what he imagined you would be. Cute, kind, smart, fun. All of the traits he imagined Joshua would look for in a person, if he ever dared to even think about it.

But in getting to know his best friend's girlfriend, something else happened. At the beginning, he thought it was life's sickest joke yet. Falling in love with you was a stupid idea. One that was so attractive he might as well just be a moth flying straight into the flame.

Because you were everything he wanted. The quiet afternoons he spent sprawled on your couch with you, watching shows, laughing together, confiding in each other. He slowly realized by looking at you that he felt some kind of warmth whenever he was with you. He realized that he liked it. He wanted to stay there. Just being with you.

Jeonghan was an excellent judge of character, you told him once. And he pretty much agreed with you that time.

Right at that moment, he could tell you were nervous, and on the brink of crying. You were doing that thing you always did before you succumbed to your tears. Chewing on the inside of your cheek in an attempt to distract yourself, fingers twisting on the fabric of your pretty floral skirt.

"I'm sorry," he muttered.

You were both standing in the middle of the beautiful park, a beauty in the heart of the busy city you lived in. The sun was setting, but the heat was still trying to get to you, but the light breeze threading on your hair helped.

You called Jeonghan some days after you came back from your quick vacation. He had agreed to talk but on your terms, which were simple: it had to be in an open space, in broad daylight.

It sounded silly, but you were trying to avoid intimacy as much as possible. And maybe, he thought, being in a public space helped calm your nerves.

"Can't we just... be like before?" you whispered, your eyes were set on the big fountain behind him, a thing he assumed you were doing to appear as if you were looking at him.

But he knew you well.

"I don't think so princess," he mumbled, his lips pursing in the way he did when he spoke sweetly.

"Why not?" you asked in a mere whisper and your gaze dropped to your feet, succumbing now to the anguish watering in the corners of your eyes.

"Baby, you know why," he replied and he made the dumb move to take a step closer to you.

"Jeonghan," you retreated one step at once, shooting a warning look at him.

The feeling coursing from his chest to his limbs was unlike everything he has ever felt in his life. It hurt, it was sticky, it sunk so deep within him that his intuitive thought was to want to get rid of it.

"That's why," he emphasized. "I think I'll need time, if you want us to be friends again."

"Jeonghan, I thought–, I mean, that night," you stammered uncontrollably as you sniffled and rubbed the back of your hand against the corners of your eyes quite harshly.

"Don't," he cut you off when he understood you were trying to talk about the night he ruined it all, the weight on the thorn in his heart sunk deeper.

"But I..." you breathed, and it seemed for a moment to him that you might have felt the same nasty feeling too by the way you sobbed slowly.

Jeonghan froze, the look on your face, your broken voice and the reluctance to say what you wanted to say pinned him in that moment and place. He fooled himself for a second and thought that you finally would confess your feelings for him.

But your teary eyes dropped again from his face and to the ground, sobbing loudly before you just shook your head. You could not bring yourself to say it.

"I'll look for you," he promised, not giving a care in the world if he was crossing yet another line. He stopped caring about that long ago. "When I'm ready, I'll call you. Okay, baby?"

He raised a hand to pinch your chin ever so softly, calling your eyes to him. There he saw the confusion and sadness when you raised your head and looked at him. It broke his heart to know that you were hurt.

Yoon Jeonghan loved you so much that he would risk everything just to hold you. If he could just wrap you in his arms and love you freely, he would.

But you were just too far from reciprocating that feeling. And that for him was the reason why he decided not to go for it.

"Okay," you breathed.

Jeonghan took his leave, pressing the pads of his fingers on your chin softly once again, smiling sweetly at you and trying to convey with a look just how much he loved you.

Somehow the glint in your eye seemed to rekindle at that. You pressed your lips into a tiny but reassuring smile.

"Okay," he whispered too.

Then you both walked in opposite directions of each other, and that was the last time you saw Yoon Jeonghan, the last time you spoke to each other.

Until now.

Jeonghan never thought he would see you. Not today, and probably if he were honest to himself, not in a while. He had given up the idea of seeing you again, at least until he was ready for it.

But here you were.

His hand kept rubbing your back in small shapeless motions as you cried softly on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry. I should go," you said, pulling back while gathering your tears with your fingers.

"Why?" he frowned. "No, no. Please don't go," he blurted swiftly.

"But you're working and I just barged in here without telling you first. It's okay, we could talk another time, we could–," you muttered, quickly hiding your face as you caught the sight of someone from out back of the stage.

Jeonghan followed your gaze, and the guy that was trying to snoop hid behind a large prop.

"Wait here," he squeezed your arm gently and headed to a wall by the side of the stage. He called out to someone, told them what you could hear was a commanding sentence and then turned to you.

Jeonghan wore a white t-shirt and a green cardigan, blue jeans and boots. His long hair was secured in a half ponytail with a pink scrunchie that you had forgotten in his car a long time ago.

"Let's go," he said, nodding his head to the door atop the stairs.

"Bu-but aren't you working?" you asked dumbly, watching him pass you by and walk up the steps.

"I told them I won't be able to continue for the rest of the rehearsal," he shrugged and motioned you over with his hand. "Coming?"

You quickly ran to catch up with him. "I didn't want you to miss out on work, Jeonghan," you said, feeling stupid over your rash decisions.

"I'm my own boss, I can do this once in a while," he explained with an ease about himself.

"I should've called but..." you trailed off, making him look your way when you sighed. "I left my things back at my place. Phone and everything."

"How did you get here then?" he asked with genuine worry, brow furrowing and slowing his step so he could look at your face fully.

"I walked," you muttered shamefully.

It had been more like running. You came out of your building and immediately fell into a run. The theater was not as far as you initially had thought, even if it was the first time you visited by foot.

"Wait," he said again, grabbing your arm before you could push the doors to exit the theater. "What happened?"

"W-we had a fight. Josh and I," you mumbled awkwardly.

His sweet brown eyes looked at you up and down, and in the process you could see his mind reeling. The hand that wasn't parked on your arm palmed the pocket of his jeans and pulled out his phone. He glanced from the screen to your face and huffed.

"You two will drive me insane," he muttered quickly before pressing a thumb on the screen and then picked up the call. "What?"

His gaze fell out of focus, his frown deepening to the point that the lines between his brows dented, he checked his smartwatch as he said: "I was working. Yes, she's here, she's alright," Jeonghan looked at your face again and pressed his lips into a line. "Slow down. What?! Of course I'll take her home, Joshua. Bye."

Your stomach twisted painfully. The pain made you nearly recoil from Jeonghan and fall into a bottomless panic attack.

"What did he..." you started and then trailed off again. "Is he..."

"He is losing it, naturally," he muttered with an air of seriousness. "Come on, I'll take you home. We can talk on the way there."

You sighed in resignation. You thought about how Joshua would be taking your sudden departure when you were on the way here. But you also thought of what he said to you moments before, you thought of the events that led to this mess.

You were mad at your boyfriend. You were mad at yourself.

"Hold on. I'll be quick," you muttered, grabbing his wrist as he tried to continue to the door.

Jeonghan turned to you, and you saw something resembling fear in his eyes. Anxiety, fear, reluctance, maybe. You were unsure.

"I'm sorry, Jeonghan," you whispered nervously. "I'm sorry that I brought you into all of this, I never wanted to hurt you."

You had thought over and over the things that you wanted to say to him. You hated that you had nothing else to offer Jeonghan, not even an excuse, because there was no excuse for never realizing what you felt for him before everything went down.

"Hurt me?" he asked and cocked his head to one side. "You've never hurt me. What are you talking about?"

"Y-you–isn't that why you stopped talking to me? The reason why you asked for time? Joshua s-said that you have feelings for me..."

"He said that?" his tone was still serious, and now you could see that his patience was running out.

"Do you?" you asked with a tiny voice, eyes brimming in tears of remorse.

"Yes, I do," he said dryly, but the off tone he was giving you denoted some contempt over something you could not quite place. "I stopped reaching out to you because you're his girlfriend."

"B-but we," you looked around to make sure no one was around. "That night we..."

Jeonghan lifted his head at the sound of footsteps approaching down the hall leading to where you both were standing. He turned his gaze, swiftly looking for something and then took you by the wrist, pulling you to the other end of the room and opposite to the exit of the theater. 

Before you could ask what he was attempting to do, you figured out that Jeonghan needed some place to talk to you privately, without being seen or interrupted. And you quietly thanked him when the place he had dragged you in was an empty office room, a lonely desk and chair sat on the corner of the small room. 

Jeonghan closed the door not bothering to turn any lights on but you also thanked the darkness of the room, the newfound freedom of being able to be unseen and open at the same time. 

He waited until the people walking by exited the theater and you could see in his eyes in the dark, you could see when he started biting his lower lip that his mind was reeling. 

"I realized that there was no way I could keep being around you and be fine with what I feel for you. Not after that night," he muttered with a low tone. "I didn't want to make things more confusing for you because I know how much you love Joshua. So I walked away."

At that, your heart twisted again painfully, robbing you of air. "You should've just told me, Jeonghan," you whispered. "I never wanted this to happen. For weeks I felt like I've been doing everything wrong."

"What do you mean by that?" he asked, and then you could tell just how lost he was on all of this. Jeonghan had been away from all  the mess you have been in for the last three weeks, so it made sense he was unaware of everything going on in your life from that night.

"There is a reason why Joshua agreed to the threesome," you shuddered with a mixture of embarrassment and anger. The realization flashed through his face, parting his mouth. "He knew about your feelings for me all along, but he also agreed because he wanted me to confront mine."

You immediately caught the way he opened his mouth, as if he were about to say something, maybe ask. But he blinked and the words never came out.

"I think..." you breathed in, mustering up strength. You thought of how badly you felt through weeks of thinking, of doubting and feeling like you were wrong. "Jeonghan, I also... feel something for you."

His eyes widened in an instant, and you could see he savored that brief moment, by looking at your eyes, very slowly trailing to your lips and then back to your eyes. It wasn't a suggestive reaction, it was just Jeonghan relishing the moment.

Even if you were being extremely vague with your words, he seemed to be knowing of what you meant and did not need for you to be more honest or to clarify. Which you also thanked him for. The least you wanted was to say things that would make you feel dirtier, or even guiltier if that could be possible. 

"But I'm sorry that I misled you," you whispered, eyes brimming with tears. It was hard to breathe, to swallow.

"You never did," he said slowly. "I've always known."

"Know what?" you asked, your voice cracked and you sounded tiny. 

His gaze softened at the sound of your voice. "You are like an open book, princess," he smiled with so much endearment that a warm wave of nostalgia coursed through you. "I've always known that you wanted me. But you're in love with Joshua. Not me. I'm okay with that."

His words crushed you, making you sob, dropping your gaze to the floor in complete shame and regret. "I'm so sorry, Jeonghan."

"I know," he replied with an ease coating his tone. "And I am sorry too. When Joshua told me what you wanted to do that night, I knew that Joshua had found out about me, but you didn't. It was cruel, what we both did." 

"Why didn't you just tell me?" you reproached him between sniffling and wiping your tears with the hem of your sleeve. 

"Princess, you're his girlfriend. My best friend's girlfriend," he stated the obvious. "Besides, that night you weren't completely sure about me. I knew that there was no way I could tell you about what I feel for you. I would lose you either way." 

You nodded wordlessly. You already knew his answer before he even uttered it. There was so much that you had thought to tell him but in reality, you just felt trapped. 

"I miss you, Jeonghan," you confessed, your voice dropping to a mere whisper, so quiet that you almost believed he would not be able to hear you. 

"I miss you too," he replied, his lower lip protruding slightly in a small pout. "You have no idea. I miss us."

Then he sighed deeply in resignation, his fingers sliding around your wrist making you freeze in place upon contact. Jeonghan dropped his head forward, touching your forehead with his and closing his eyelids tightly. 

"Jeonghan," you whispered in warning when you felt his breath caress your lips. But you could not bring yourself to be more commanding, to tell him to back away. 

"I know, I know," he replied in kind. "I won't do anything, I just…"

His tongue slid between his lips before he pressed them into a tight line. You shuddered slightly when the hand that was not on your wrist came to touch your cheek, the pads of his cold fingers grazing your skin softly, making your eyelids flutter and close. 

"It killed me to walk away from you," he confessed with a strain in his voice, making it break. "I think of you everyday, I want to talk to you, to see your face. I haven't been the same since I said goodbye to you. I'm lost." 

You wanted to tell him that you also thought of him every single day. But that was not entirely true. It broke your heart to lose him, to think that you hurt him. It broke your heart to know that you had been equally lost since realizing that you loved him too.

However the reality was, in the time you did not speak to Jeonghan, you had someone to hold, to kiss. You were with Joshua night and day, while Jeonghan thought of you, missed you. 

"Please forgive me," you whispered, swallowing your tears with some difficulty. 

"You did nothing wrong. There was no way you could control this. It was me who came to your hotel room that night, knowing that it would be my only chance to be with you. I only regret that you weren't totally aware of my intentions. Mine or Joshua's."

That finished breaking your heart. Knowing that your boyfriend had betrayed you in such a way made you feel stupid. And to think that Jeonghan also knew about what Joshua had planned that night but still went on with it too. 

The pain you felt made you recoil instantly, backing away from him. Jeonghan opened his eyes, probably encountering the pain written in the features of your face because his sweet gaze dimmed, realizing that you were hurting.

"I want to go home," you muttered.

You saw his lips part and braced yourself for him to apologize again, you were beginning to feel sick of it. You knew he was sorry, but somehow you needed more.

But Jeonghan just nodded, his hand leaving your wrist and reaching for the doorknob.

"Let's go," he whispered, and you assumed that he just kept his comments for the best.

You fidgeted on the ride back home, your fingers twisting the fabric of the sleeves of the hoodie you were wearing, telling Jeonghan how nervous you were to go back home when he darted a glance your way.

"Hey," he muttered softly when the car came to a stop in front of the building where you lived. He sighed and brought a hand to rub on his face in a sign of frustration. "Baby, I need you to listen to me."

Your stomach clenched at the sound of the way he called you. The first instinct that flashed through you was to plead with him to never call you that again, but right after you decided that his intention was not to flirt with you or to smooth you over.

Jeonghan loved you. And to some degree that you did not want to go over yet, you loved him back. It felt unfair to deny him that after all that you have been through with him. But it also felt unfair to your boyfriend, even if he said he was fine with all of this.

"Jeonghan," you whispered just as he was drawing in a breath to tell you whatever was on his mind. "Stop calling me baby."

"I'm sorry," he immediately said, blinking rapidly. The tiniest of smiles broke its way on his lips. "It slips."

You sighed.

"Listen to me," he repeated, unbuckling his belt and shifting on his seat to level with you. "Whatever happens in there, you can trust me if you want to talk about it. If you need me, I'll be there. Okay? I don't want you to feel cornered with all of this, with my feelings, your boyfriend and all. I might not be your friend anymore but I want you to know that you can trust me."

Your heart hurt at his words, and it probably showed in your face too because his gaze softened.

"We can't be friends anymore," he explained with an even softer tone. "I don't think we genuinely were for a time."

"Then why do you want me to trust you?" you asked, confused but your tone quivered and broke by the last two words, ending in a mere whisper.

"Because there is no one that could understand what you're going through right now," he whispered too, showing how tight the knot in his throat was, just like yours. "And I don't want you to go through this on your own. I also caused this."

"Stop it with the fucking guilt thing. You two," you gasped, shaking your head in disapproval.

"It's true," he reasoned, his eyebrows pinched slightly. "We're both idiots. Your boyfriend and I. We abused your trust."

"Maybe I shouldn't trust either of you," you muttered, scratching an invisible stain on the hem of your sleeve while trying to swallow your tears.

"Maybe," he whispered and you turned to see his face briefly. Jeonghan was still looking at you, his sweet brown eyes glistening in sorrow. "I am sorry."

"I know, Jeonghan," you nodded with your head, heart thumping so fast and hard that it ached, making you breathe erratically. "I forgive you."

Jeonghan released a short sigh after hearing your words. "Will you be able to forgive him too?"

"Do you really care?" you asked and as soon as the words got out you saw how offensive they seemed to be to him.

"Of course," he pressed his lips together in a tight line as he nodded reassuringly. "He is my best friend. I still care about him, you know."

"Even if you betrayed each other?" 

"Don't see it like that he–," he paused, seemingly at thought. "He tends to sabotage himself."

You suddenly felt like you had reached a part of Jeonghan that you did not know thoroughly. A part that in all the time that you had shared together you barely saw of: him being Joshua's best friend. The person he knows best, and completely confides in. You thought you knew Joshua, but Jeonghan had years of experience with him. 

And adding to that, Jeonghan is an excellent judge of character. 

"What do you mean about that?"

"He has never been in a relationship before. Not like this," he began to explain. "He is jealous, possessive, yes. But the killing factor he has is that he is an overthinker. Whatever he does, he'll never feel good enough. He probably thought that I could give you what he couldn't when he went away, and that's what he asked me to do. To keep you company, to do things he wasn't able to do because he was in a different country… and when he understood that I fell for you and you for me, he did things to sabotage himself instead of talking to you." 

"Why didn't you tell him anything either?" you dared to ask, keeping your tone calm but in reality you felt angered now at him. 

"But I did," he replied. "I tried telling him that even though I kept you company, you felt ignored by him. Every time we talked about organizing your book party, I asked him to do anything to be there because I knew how crushed you were because he wasn't going. There is just no saving him once he feels he's not good enough."

Jeonghan rested one hand on the steering wheel with a sigh that you thought sounded like frustration, biting his lower lip and shaking his head slightly.

"But I was also selfish," he confessed, averting his sweet brown eyes to the front and away from your face in shame. "I thought that if he didn't try to save his relationship with you, if he continued like that, then I should risk my chances with you. It's fucked up, I know."

"And you never stopped to consider how I would feel?" you asked in utter rage. 

"I did, all the time," he immediately replied, locking eyes with you. "I was selfish and stupid. I should've never done that. That is also why I couldn't bring myself to talk to you. I am ashamed."

"God, you two," you muttered, burying your face in your hands. "Why can't you two just be honest from the beginning?"

"You weren't completely honest either," he retorted, but his tone was kind. He leaned his head to one side to try and meet your eyes. "If things would've been different, do you think that you would've told me about your feelings? Would you have told him about it?"

"I don't know, Jeonghan," you whispered. "I didn't want to admit what I felt for you. Especially not under the circumstances that I did."

He pressed his lower lip to his upper, making tiny dimples appear on his chin. "I guess that we're all to blame here, not just your boyfriend."

"Maybe you should tell him that. He will need to hear it," you whispered as your fingers hooked to the door handle. "Thanks for the ride, Jeonghan."

"Don't thank me," he whispered, his eyes following you as you stepped out of the car.

"I'll... keep in touch," you muttered reluctantly before closing the door and walking beneath the light rain and into the lobby of the building, leaving a trail of wet steps behind.

The elevator ride was the longest that you have ever experienced in your life. Hands fidgeting on the sleeves of your hoodie, using them to wipe some droplets of water from your cheeks and forehead, knees bouncing slightly as you keep your eyes trained on the red numbering of the floor levels.

You rushed to your door, stopping before it to breathe in. After psyching yourself briefly, you opened the door, convincing yourself that you had to go through this if you wanted to save

Joshua was sitting in the living room, elbows placed on his knees, hands clasped tightly together. His eyes lit up when he saw you, but he made no move, no attempt to find out about your whereabouts yet.

You closed the door behind you, moving slowly towards him. "Hi," he rasped, his big eyes focused on you, searching your face. 

"Can we talk?" you muttered hoarsely from what you assumed was all the crying continuously.

His entire demeanor was dimmed. The natural sparkle in his doe eyes was obscured by the sadness he carried. When you stood before him and he raised his face to see you, you noticed that his forehead and hair were slightly wet, some strands had collected droplets of water.

Had he gone out as soon as it started raining? You remembered in a passing thought how much he liked to take a walk whenever it rains.

"Yes," he nodded once and finally moved from his seat, straightening up and placing a hand next to him.

Tentatively, you walked to the couch and sat next to him, but far enough that your thigh did not touch with his.

"I uh..." you muttered awkwardly. "I'm sorry for leaving you like that."

"W-what?" he blurted and you saw the broken confusion in his eyes.

"I should have talked to you before leaving, Josh," you whispered shamefully. But some tears gathered in the corners of your eyes, telling on the quiet rage that you still felt towards him. "But I was so angry with you and really couldn't stay here."

"No, baby, don't apologize," he said sorrowfully, his dark eyes dimmed when he looked at your fidgeting hands. "You have all the right to be angry with me. I did wrong. I am the one that should be apologizing."

"Yes, I know," you whispered, sniffling loudly. "You've broken my trust, Josh."

Joshua went completely rigid, you saw the moment when your words robbed him of air and his eyes widened in pure fear. "No, no, no, please baby, I'm sorry. I never wanted to do that, I swear. Please, please, forgive me," he blurted quickly, almost as if he could not bring a halt to himself, his hands trying to grab yours but you retreated them on your lap.

"Don't," you muttered, pain soaring through you. But you pushed yourself on the seat, determined to stand your ground.

"Please," he whispered, tears brimming rapidly in his dark eyes and spilled. "Baby, please. I never... this is not–I never wanted to hurt you."

"But you did," you mumbled, trying with all of your might to not break when you saw him let out a sharp sob, you saw the pain in his teary eyes.

"I'm sorry, I truly am, baby. Please," he whispered, reading your face with a desperate glance. "I was blind. I acted out of jealousy. Please believe me when I say that I never wanted this to happen."

"Then what did you want, Joshua?" you asked, an equally despairing hint quivering your tone. "What did you get from all of this?"

"I... nothing," he swallowed hard, the features of his face darkening in a grimace. "I regret everything. I never wanted to hurt you, or Jeonghan."

At that, you were sure to be nearing a total breakdown, breathing rapidly but surprisingly, you kept your tone controlled. "Do you have somewhere to stay tonight, Joshua?" you asked, his big brown eyes raising to yours slowly reading the certainty in you.

"I–yes, I do," he nodded and kept his head down, teardrops landing on his lap, leaving two perfect spots on his blue jeans.

A silence flooded the room and you searched for something to say as you watched him cry silently. Something beneath all the rage ached to hold him, you ached to tell him that you forgave him for doing what he did. You wanted with all of your heart to tell him that you still loved him, and that you forgave him.

But you were still angry and hurt. You felt betrayed in some way you had never felt before. You thought that you could trust Joshua, you thought you were safe with him. After all that you have been through together, this cannot be the way he loses you.

"Tell me how I can trust you again," you whispered despite yourself.

"I won't do something like that again," he answered, much as if he had made that promise to himself before offering it to you. He inhaled deeply and raised his head to look at your eyes. "I promise."

Before you could bring out a response, Joshua moved from the couch and to the floor in front of you on his knees, his teary eyes raised to find yours. He anxiously licked his chapped lips, the lower quivering slightly as he drew in a breath, whispering your name afterwards.

"I felt insecure, I was irrational. I wanted him to get close to you, to be there for you when I couldn't but at the same time it drove me insane that he could even think that he had a chance with you and I wouldn't fight for you. I understand if you don't want to forgive me. I just want you to know that I regret everything..."

Joshua faltered in his tone and his words, dropping his gaze to your hands still resting on your lap. His lower lip trembled but it swiftly stopped when your hand slid on his cheek.

A perplexed look shot through the beautiful and sad features of his face, but as he blinked you saw how your touch seemed to calm the emotions that stormed within him.

He leaned his face against your hand on his cheek, closing his eyes briefly to let some tears slip and roll down his face. "I'm sorry," he whispered again, gulping hard, his warm hand pressing against yours to keep your touch against him. "I'm sorry, baby."

"I know," you muttered. "I'm sorry too. I never wanted to make you think that I didn't love you."

"No. I know," he frowned with genuine hurt showing in his eyes. "I know that you love me," he said with frustration lacing his tone: "But I was blind and stupid. I couldn't see past my jealousy and acted irrationally. I fucked up."

"Josh..." you whispered shakily, cupping his other cheek so you now held his tear stained face. "Why? What's happening?"

His eyebrows knitted, making faint lines show between his eyebrows. After reading your face confusedly, his features relaxed, seemingly knowing where your question was aimed at.

"I don't know if this will work," he whispered too, gulping hard and then took in a breath.

"This? Us?" you asked, your heart crushing over the finality you were reaching.

Joshua nodded slowly. "I'm leaving in three weeks. I have to go on tour and I don't know when I'll be coming back."

Your stomach twisted painfully. Something within you already knew something like this would happen again. This was part of your boyfriend's job, this was his life now.

But you wished for time to stop. The least you wanted was to feel lonely again while he was away on tour. The days and nights without hearing from him, keeping up with updates online to know about him, the missed calls, the unanswered texts...

If Joshua felt like your relationship would not survive the distance again, then you had no hopes either.

"So you're sabotaging it?" you asked, your tone had dropped and sounded tiny, almost fearful.

Your boyfriend heard the familiarity in your words, and he knew that you had spoken to Jeonghan about it because he simply nodded with his head, his lips pressing into a line.

You inhaled deeply, building yourself some courage before uttering a question you never thought you would be asking him: "Do you want to break up, Joshua?"

"No," he immediately replied, blinking away some tears. "No, baby. I don't."

A deep sense of realization invaded you. It seemed quite evident to you now. The way he rushed into talking about marriage, and eventually kids when he knew he would not be here anymore. Moving fast to secure you at his side, clinging onto you desperately.

"I want to get better," he sighed, slowly letting his forehead rest on your lap and a broken sob escaped him, shaking slightly as he muttered through a broken voice: "I want to be better for you, for us... I don't want to lose you."

Your hands moved to caress his head, and his back. You felt him cry silently in your lap, the fabric of your pants collecting his tears, his hands clenching on the fabric of your clothes.

"Joshua," you muttered softly, but after some seconds you knew he had not heard you. "Joshua, look at me."

He raised his head, the small curve beneath his eyes glistened wet in tears, his eyelashes clumped in the wetness too. You brought a hand to gather his tears, making him blink at you confusedly, as if he had not expected your touch to be so soft.

"I don't know if this will work either..." you confessed guiltily due to holding onto that thought for so long.

"W-what do you want to do?" he blurted before you could tell him what you were really meaning to say. "Do you want to break up?"

You pondered over the way he spoke those final words, his voice had dropped too, as if the weight of the question crushed his tone, reducing it to a whisper.

"No," you shook your head. "I want to make this work too, Joshua. I want to know how we are going to make our relationship work when you go away for tour."

"I think we need to talk about how to make this work now," he uttered his words slowly, going over each syllable carefully. "Can you forgive me?"

"I'm still mad at you. I wished you would've asked me before," you whispered reluctantly. "But I understand why you did it, everything. I never wanted to make you feel jealous, but I also understand why you did. I forgive you, Joshua."

It was as though you lifted an immeasurable weight from him. You saw his body shift as his shoulders went slack, and the features of his face relaxed, his tear filled eyes reading your face.

"Thank you. Thank you, baby," he sighed deeply, blinking his big teary eyes slowly. "I won't let you down again, I promise."

"Can you forgive me?" you asked, scooping the tears rolling down his cheeks with the back of your pointer finger.

"There is nothing to forgive," he replied, still looking up at you, still on his knees in front of you.

"But, I also betrayed your trust–," you blurted.

"Baby, you never did that. We've talked about this, I know that you love me. I know what you feel for him, and I'm okay with that," Joshua said with a controlled tone now, much as if he had thought about it a million times.

"How?" the question slipped as if you were suddenly robbed of air. "How can you be okay with this?"

He lowered his eyes briefly from your face, as if searching for his answer. "I know that what you have with me is special," he frowned a little, then swallowed hard again. "I know that your love for me is different from your love for him."

Just as you were about to repeat your initial question, it made sense to you. Upon seeing Jeonghan again, you knew that you loved him, but you also found out that you were not in love with him, not the same way that you were in love with Joshua.

Joshua closed his eyes briefly and let out a sigh that denoted the release of all the stress he had accumulated. "I thought I would lose you," he confessed with a low, but quivering tone. "I never thought I would feel that again."

"Again?" you whispered but the shadow of a memory came to your mind just as he nodded.

You would not know about this story if Jeonghan would not have told you about it. The story of the night when Joshua drank until he could not even think straight, and Jeonghan had to come to his rescue. Joshua thought you would not speak to him ever again, that he had ruined everything.

"I'm sorry, baby," he muttered, burying his face on your lap once again. "I overheard your conversation with Jeonghan that night... that's when I knew that what you felt for him was different. I was relieved, but I also felt bad. For you. For him. I understood that my jealousy was misplaced and that's why I told you that night that you could maybe try to work things out with him."

"You never told me that," you stated out flatly, frowning upon remembering that conversation when you saw Jeonghan crushed and walked out of the hotel room.

"I tried to," he whispered, dimples showing over his lips when he pressed them in a line. "I don't think you understood what I was suggesting."

"You said I didn't have to give him false hope," you remembered every second of that night, you had committed yourself to replay it over and over as a form of self-torture.

"I am sorry that I pressured you to confront what you feel for him in that way," he blinked slowly at you, much as if he had been depleted of all energy. The corners of his eyes were red and wet in tears, and it seemed that his brow had not relaxed from the minute you walked through the door.

"I understand why you did it," you mindlessly, almost instinctively wiped the tear that rolled down his cheek. "But I wasn't ready to face it, because I didn't want to admit it, Joshua. I never wanted to feel like I cheated on you in any way."

"I don't think that you cheated. Baby, I trust you," he replied confusedly, as if that part were evident. "I just didn't like the way he looked at you. I fucking hated the look on his face when he made you laugh. I hated that he could take you to dinner, he kept you company, he organized your party for the book release."

"But you asked him to do that," you said dumbly.

Joshua nodded. "I couldn't be there to do it myself," he pressed his lips together. He had stopped crying, but his dark and teary eyes glimmered when he raised them to look at you.

"Joshua, this is crazy," you whispered but somehow you conveyed the alarm that rang in your mind upon hearing his words.

"I know. And I'm going to fix it," he replied in kind. "I will, baby."

After a moment, Joshua got to his feet in a reluctant manner, slowly turning to the hallway that led to the bedroom. The air of finality still hung in the air, it clung to your heart like nothing else.

So you pushed yourself from the couch too, following him down the dark wall to the bedroom which had already been lit up by the lamp on the nightstand on your side of the bed.

"Joshua?" you called, and saw him on the corner of the room, standing by the drawers, your heart dropping when you saw him packing his clothes.

"Yes?" he replied softly, turning to see you standing by the door.

"What are you doing?" you asked, even though the answer was evident.

"I–I am packing some clothes," he explained, a light frown painting his face in clear confusion.

He resumed his task when you could not give him an answer. You had asked him to find a place to stay, in your anger and despair. But now you suddenly remembered the way you reprimanded yourself for the time he spent away, when his first tour left you feeling lonely and empty. You remembered the regret you felt over not being closer to him, despite all the mistakes you both made.

"Joshua... don't," you muttered, crossing the door of the bedroom and reaching his side.

He was just grabbing a pair of socks when you approached him, his curious eyes reading your face as he heard your words.

"I don't want you to leave," you blurted with a repressed sigh. "I'm sorry, I told you to look for somewhere to sleep tonight but I don't want you to anymore."

You felt a wave of remorse wash over you. You felt bad about playing with his feelings, about telling him to go, hurting him and then taking it back. But you could not bring yourself to regret not asking him to stay.

"Are you sure?" he asked with a low mutter, he sounded genuine, almost as if his mind had already found his resolve: "If you need to be alone tonight, I can go somewhere."

"Yes, I'm sure," you stammered. "I was hurt, I–I still am, but I don't want you to go," you sighed in frustration over your own words.

His eyebrows pushed up, looking lost for a second as he asked: "I can sleep on the couch, if you want."

"Joshua, I want you to sleep with me," you rolled your eyes to the ceiling now. "I–just please don't go anywhere."

"I'm confused, you said–"

With a sharp exhale, you reached his nape with a hand as the other cupped his cheek, bringing him for a heated, frustrated kiss. It was more like you crushed your lips against his, so hard to the point that it was almost painful to you.

"Don't go," you whispered shakily. "I'm sorry, Josh, I know this is confusing but–"

Joshua let out a short, strangled grunt in your mouth as his tongue rolled past your lips, his hand slipping in the curve of your neck to kiss you deeper, making you taste his sweet lips with a moan from your part.

You heard something drop to the floor, followed by the dry thump of the drawer slamming shut with what you could imagine was his other hand that joined the other at your neck.

"You drive me crazy," he sighed, it was not a passionate statement, as he has done many times before.

It was a torn confession, much as if he was completely relinquished to being in a maddened loop with you.

"I'm sorry," you whispered when you parted from his lips, your hands falling to grab his shoulders for support.

"No, don't be," he replied in kind, touching your forehead with his own. "I'd rather have you drive me crazy forever than us splitting up."

"Joshua, we need to get better at this," you muttered shakily, your hand moving from one of his shoulders to find his hand on the crook of your neck.

"We will," he asserted. "I love you. I don't want to hurt you ever again. I won't."

Some of his words sounded familiar somehow, you thought. You also thought of telling him that relationships do not survive on love alone. But in that moment, the deep craving for his affection and reassurance won over reason.

"I love you too," you replied.

Joshua sighed, the sound was broken, almost as if it fought to get out of his lips. Then you understood that it had been a sob. "Say it again, please."

"I love you, Joshua."

His lips grazed yours just before he kissed you again, slowly and tenderly. "I won't fail you again," he muttered, his tone quivering slightly.

"Do you promise?" you whispered, your lower lip quivering slightly under the emotional turmoil that shook within you.

"Yes, I promise," he replied in the same manner, his eyebrows pinching slightly when he saw your eyes brimming with tears. "I promise, baby."

"I'm sorry that my actions pushed you to do this," you muttered with a broken voice, as if you held onto that thought from the moment you knew how this all happened. "I should have never gotten close to Jeonghan."

"No, baby. Don't say that," he replied with a crushed tone. "I know that you never had intentions to hurt me. And that your feelings for him were pure."

His thumbs wiped away the tears that rolled down your cheeks as you sobbed quietly.

The sense of relief you felt when he said that overwhelmed you briefly, making you choke on your words.

"The moment that became clear to me, I regretted everything," he whispered. "I pushed you too far and I don't want to do that ever again, baby."

Then he pressed his lips on your forehead for a long second, small but affectionate kisses made their way down from your forehead to your temple, to reach the apple of your cheek.

"I love you so much, bunny. I know that your heart is big enough for the both of us."

At that, you started crying fully, big hot tears brimmed in your eyes as you sobbed in pain from all the guilt and remorse you had felt for weeks.

"Come here," he whispered, wrapping his arms around you and you dropped your head on his shoulder to find some support, your hands clinging onto his shirt. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm sorry."

The sound of your cries and sobs filled the room, paired with Joshua repeating his gentle words over and over. He had started a gentle rocking motion from side to side, still holding you in a warm embrace.

"Do you want to lay on the bed?" he asked with a soft tone.

You nodded with your head still propped on his shoulder, sniffling quietly and trying to bring your cries to a stop.

"Okay."

You climbed on the bed first, slumping down on your designated side and waited for him to fill in his side.

But he stood before the bed. "Do you want me to bring you some water? Are you hungry?"

You smiled softly at him. "Water is okay."

"Sure," he muttered and walked out of the bedroom.

You took the moment to ask yourself what you wanted to do from now on. Your thoughts were scattered, between what you said to Jeonghan and what happened just now with Joshua. You knew that you loved them both, but you also knew that you wanted to be with just one of them. 

Joshua came back carrying a glass of water, and you sat on the bed to take big generous gulps down. Your boyfriend stared at your face, his doe eyes slowly swimming over the features of your face with some sleepiness written all over them. 

"Are you tired, baby?" you asked when he let out a big sigh. 

The sweet tone laced all over your voice made him arch his eyebrows slightly, lifting his gaze to find yours before the corners of his lips rose slightly. 

"Yeah, a bit," he admitted, but he looked now more amazed at the gentleness of your words. As if he were not expecting you to be caring for him after being mad at him.  

"Let's go to sleep, alright?" 

His brow furrowed ever so slightly, but he nodded. "Alright," he replied. 

Then commenced what you usually did before going to bed. You stood from the bed and changed into the t-shirt that you had stolen from Joshua's drawers, and now used nightly. Joshua smiled softly upon seeing his oversized t-shirt on you, just as he started removing his clothes himself.

You were brushing your teeth when Joshua came to hug you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder and casting a look on the mirror in front of you to find your face. His demeanor was of a calmed anguish, his eyes were sad and tired, and you could tell that he still felt guilty over something. 

But before you could ask about it, he pressed a kiss on your shoulder over his t-shirt, squeezing your waist with his hand as he reached out to grab his toothbrush, blinking slowly at you through the reflection of the mirror, probably noticing your curious eyes on him. 

You pressed your lips into a tight smile and decided to wait for him on the bed, that way you could gather your thoughts before diving into questions.

You laid on your side of the bed, rethinking the conversation you had with Jeonghan. A shadow of guilt loomed over you when your thoughts inevitably found their way to the moment Jeonghan pulled you to that empty room, the way he seemed to be fighting against himself when he touched foreheads with you. 

As soon as he slid beneath the bed sheets, your boyfriend searched for you to wrap his arms around your waist, effortlessly pulling you to him with a sigh that denoted some kind of relief that he was lying beside you. 

"Are you okay, Josh?" you asked when you lifted your chin and found his gaze. 

"I'm fine," he replied slowly, but his sad eyes did not let him lie to you. 

"Tell me," you whispered, scooting on the bed closer to him to the point that your nose nearly touched his. 

"It's nothing–I just," he slowly took in a breath, much as if he did that to combat whatever it was inside him that made him look so sad. "I don't want to go away for tour already. I wanted to stay here a bit longer. With you."

"We have three weeks left," you said, offering him some peace in the midst of all of the chaos. 

"I wish I could give you more," he muttered, lifting a hand to caress your cheek softly. "I don't want to make you feel lonely at my side. I don't want to be away from you again."

"I know, baby," you whispered. "I don't want that either. But we'll get a hang of it, right?"

A sliver of hope seemed to glimmer in his dark eyes as he read your face slowly before nodding slightly with his head. "Yeah, baby. We will." 

With some reluctance, you brought one hand to caress his chest, sending a glance to his face to catch any signs of discomfort. But he just quietly looked at you, his eyes trained on you as though he had missed your face. 

"Sure you're okay?" you asked.

He nodded and grabbed your hand from his chest, kissing your palm tenderly to then press his lips on the pads of your fingers. "Yeah, I'm okay. Just thinking."

"About?"

He returned your hand to his chest, and you circled it back to his nape, playing with the strands of his golden brown hair with your fingers. "Did you tell Jeonghan how you feel?" he asked, darting a glance to your face swiftly. 

"Y-yes, Josh. I told him about it," you blurted anxiously. "B-but nothing happened, he just grabbed my wrist and he… he–,"

"It's okay, baby," he muttered softly. "I don't mind if something happens between you."

"What?" you blurted incredulously. 

"Baby, I've told you. Whatever you need to do when you're with him, do it, it's okay. I understand."

"Joshua," you muttered in a reproachful way. "You don't need to do that."

"But I mean it," he said with ease. "I don't want you to miss him and me when I go away."

You couldn't believe your ears. Maybe, your boyfriend was so tired that his mind had started to malfunction, sending weird thoughts to his mouth.

Joshua looked really tired from what you could assume was all the emotional and mental stress he went through thinking he would lose you. You thought of his words, of him saying that he wants to get better and now hearing that he would not take issue if you seek something with Jeonghan—

"You're crazy," you gasped.

Joshua let out a tired giggle, his hand slipping under your hair and cupping your nape. He crushed his lips against yours with a hum, backing away with a soft smacking of both your lips and his. 

"Maybe," he rasped, pressing his lips against yours again. "But I mean it. If you need me to prove it to you, I will." 

"Prove what–," you muttered but were quickly shut up by another kiss, and another. 

You let out a laugh when his tongue sloppily slid between your lips as he kissed you languidly. His wet lips locked with yours kissing you tenderly, slowly, he hummed in your lips and you responded with your own, wordlessly telling each other of what you felt when your lips met.

"I love you," he whispered, his thumb and pointer finger pinching your chin to keep kissing you, he pressed his lips on the tip of your nose, then your forehead. 

"I love you, Joshua," you replied in kind, littering kisses on his cheeks too, making him giggle softly when you kissed his studded eyebrow, the corners of his doe eyes. 

He slid one arm beneath the curve of your neck, the other one snaking on the small of your back, thus hugging your body and pressing you to his. He continued littering your face with small kisses, he kissed your smile, and stilled when you cupped his cheek with your hand to bring him for a longer kiss. 

You fell asleep not long after, breathing in the scent of his skin, pressing your lips on his throat. It was a short sleep, it happened regularly to you, being such a bad sleeper that when you woke up, you just sighed, knowing that it was one of those nights. 

What you did not expect however, was that Joshua was awake too, apparently. The kiss he left on the crown of your head told you that much, just before he slid out of the bed sheets and walked out of the bedroom.

You heard the bathroom door close, followed by faint and muffled noises that you realized were kept at minimum to avoid waking you up.

Your boyfriend came back shortly, and upon seeing him enter the bedroom you decided to close your eyes, pretending to be asleep.

Joshua sighed when he reoccupied the space beside you, his hands searching for you quite immediately to hold you again.

You flinched as soon as you felt the cold and recently wet contact of his skin. "Cold," you whispered.

"Sorry," he muttered. "Did I wake you up?"

You hummed dismissively and scooped closer to him, humming happily when he wrapped your body in his arms again. One of his hands rubbed circles on your back over the large t-shirt you wore, you soon understood that he was doing that to soothe himself, not you.

His other hand found your hair, his fingers sinking in between the strands and raking through your scalp softly, making you sigh in the ecstatic feeling.

Joshua hummed sweetly when he heard your smile, moving his head to bump the tip of his nose against your forehead, egging you to lift your face to find his eyes.

What followed then was a long silence between you, soft touches here and there from both parts, you cupped his cheek , holding his dreamy gaze as your thumb caressed his lower lip, the rest of your fingertips grazing his cheek, his eyebrows.

Your boyfriend giggled sleepily when your hand slid from his face and a finger traced a line down his neck, feeling his Adam's apple bobbing slightly under your touch as he smiled at you.

He took the hand that was trailing down between his pecs now, taking it to his lips so that he could press tiny kisses on your knuckles and your fingers.

"Sorry, I'll let you sleep now," you whispered, abashedly.

"No, no," he muttered, negating with his head ever so slightly. "Keep going... please."

He released your hand by putting it back on his chest, urging you to keep administering sweet and tender touches to his skin. You smiled at him as you first pushed his golden brown hair back, making him blink a couple of times.

Joshua closed his eyes, sighing deeply when you caressed his cheek with the palm of your hand, his face relaxing so much you nearly thought he had fallen asleep.

But no, he was just relishing in your touch. It seemed as though feeling your hands on him, delivering soft touches, caressing his skin. You felt his chest swell slowly as you caressed his lean pecs, and you saw the features of his face relax.

His sleepy eyes outlined the features of your face quietly. "You're beautiful," he whispered, blinking slowly at you.

"Thank you, Josh," you giggled dismissively.

"I mean it," he whispered. "You're the prettiest girl I've ever seen," he mumbled, pressing the side of his face against the pillow and closing his eyes.

"Go to sleep, baby," you replied.

"Mmn," he hummed as one of his hands slid on your cheek. "You have the prettiest eyes, and the softest lips," he mumbled against your lips, giving you a feathery kiss. "I love the sound of your voice. I love the smell on your hair, your neck."

Your heart stammered frantically. "Josh," you mumbled in between featherlight kisses.

"I love the way you say my name," his whisper had turned into a breathy growl now, his next kiss hungrier than the last. Your boyfriend grunted slightly as he took a breath, his kisses had dropped all delicacy.

You sneaked a hand beneath the bed sheets to find his naked torso, feeling the hard muscle of his lats, making him drown a moan into your mouth.

"Don't you want to sleep, baby?" he whispered, his lips grazing yours at each word he uttered.

"No," you replied, your body suddenly alight just as his hand found the hem of the t-shirt, pulling it upwards and finding your skin, and pressing on your lower back.

"Okay," he whispered, reciprocating your eager kisses one by one, responding to each of your tiny moans with his own.

"Joshua," you called breathily when his hand slipped from your lower back, circling your waist under your t-shirt.

"Yes?" he mumbled, pressing his fingertips on your skin in a gentle manner, the act was not suggestive in any way.

Even after all of the times you have been intimate with your boyfriend, you were still categorically bad at initiating sex. Joshua was normally the one who would ask, or straight up tell you what he wanted. You sometimes envied that.

Because at that moment, Joshua did not read your intentions as well as he usually did. A thing you attributed to the still very recent cathartic moment you both had.

Joshua hummed when you sank your lips between his, kissing him deeply, brushing his upper lip with the tip of your tongue, a hand threading on his hair, tugging at the golden brown strands suggestively.

"Bunny," he muttered hoarsely, you felt his body tensing as he backed away from your lips.

Your heart deflated quite instantly when you noticed that his eyes had regained some sparkle, but you did not see the hunger in them that you had expected. He still looked anguished, and tired.

"We don't have to do this," he mumbled gently after a second he took to scan your face.

"But I want to," you hated the way your tone sounded whiny and needy.

His mouth parted a little, drawing in a breath and you could tell that whatever he was about to say, he dismissed it mentally by blinking once. "Baby, we have to stop resorting to have sex to try and fix our issues."

"I–I am not trying to have sex with you because of that," you whispered shamefully, almost feeling hurt that was his immediate thought.

"Are you sure?" he inquired, pushing his eyebrows up.

"I'm sure," you muttered, nodding your head. "When you left for tour, I realized that I regretted not being more intimate with you. And you're le–leaving again in three weeks. I don't want to regret that all over again."

His gaze softened. "You never told me," he mumbled in a non-reprimanding way.

"I am telling you now," you whispered and tried not to roll your eyes at yourself. "I get what you mean when you tell me that you wished things were different. I wish that too, from my part. I want to get better too."

"We'll work on it," he asserted quickly. "I just don't want you to think that we can appease every difficult situation we have by having sex."

"But when you go away, I'll–I just don't want to feel bad because I didn't get to be as close to you," you whispered, now completely shrunk over the feeling of his rejection.

"Our relationship has been turbulent from the start," he conceded with a hint of sad realization. "And a big part of our relationship is having sex, I don't want us to use it as a form to cope with our issues anymore."

"I know," you replied in the same manner. "I just wanted..."

"What?" he egged you on when your tone faltered and your gaze wandered elsewhere.

"I want to make the most of the time that we'll have together. Before you leave," your voice sounded tiny, but you felt content that you could get your words out and locked eyes with him.

"I understand that you feel anxious about me leaving, I feel the same way. But we'll manage," he whispered. "I can come back on the week days, if the opportunity rises. Or maybe you can visit me, whatever comes first."

"But in the meantime?" you inevitably asked. "When you went away, I felt frustrated at myself because I couldn't be closer and intimate with you. And I don't want that to happen again."

He probably saw the troubled look in your eyes, or heard the remorse in your tone because the features of his face smoothed a little, releasing the tension over the worry he still appeared to have. "Come here," he placed his pointer finger beneath your chin before he met your lips with his own.

"Josh, please," you whispered in between tender kisses, your hands moved to cup his face, using the opportunity to kiss him fervently. "Please, I need you. I want to feel you."

You hated how pathetic you sounded, but there was no other way to convey with words the need to feel his love for you. You needed the ache to be sated by his touch, by his lips on you.

"Do you really want to?" he asked in a hoarse whisper, his kisses turning as fervent and needy as yours.

"Yes," you breathed.

Your heart fluttered in victory when Joshua gave in, his tongue outlining your lower lip as his kiss turned fiery, ardent in passion. His hands roamed all over your back, pressing you against his hard body.

You muffled a moan in his mouth when his hand climbing up one side of your back circled to the front, feeling your chest under your t-shirt, his thumb grazing over your pebbled nipple, the pad of his tracing a circle on your areola, the touch kept so light that it made you shudder.

You hoisted one leg over and curled it around one of his to pull him closer to your body. Your hands have dropped from his cheeks and had found his hard chest again, exploring his torso and his back just to hear his small grunts in delight.

"I could never say no to you," he whispered in between featherlight kisses he littered from your lower lip, down to your chin, commanding you to pull your head back, leaving him ample space to kiss your neck.

"Joshua," you called in a breathy moan when his lips pressed a wet and open kiss on your throat.

"Yes?" he propped one of his arms below the pillows, pushing his body on top of yours without lowering his weight on you.

Your hands reached his face again, and he immediately leaned his cheek against your palm, closing his eyes before pressing his lips on the pad of your thumb as you caressed his lower lip.

"C-can we skip foreplay?" you asked timidly, but commanded yourself to look in his dark, dreamy eyes. "I really need you right now, baby."

"Of course," he whispered, giving you a nod with his head.

He lowered his hips to meet yours, thus making you feel his warmth, making you notice the way he was slowly getting hard as he continued kissing you. His arms framed your head on the pillows, as yours circled him over his shoulders, fingers grazing the golden brown hair on his nape.

"Say you love me," he breathed, pressing his lips against your lower repeatedly.

"I love you," you whispered shakily. "So much."

The low grunt he exhaled sent a shiver down your spine, he leaned his forehead on yours before pressing more kisses on your lips. Then you suddenly felt a hand sliding down your waist, fingers hooking on the band of your undies, tugging them down.

Joshua pulled back, sitting back on his heels to get rid of your panties, grabbing them by the band and pulling them down your legs. You lifted your feet, pulling your knees together to help him get your panties out of your ankles.

As he placed his hands on the sides of your head, you sent a glance down his body, finding his erection pressing on the fabric of his boxers.

The moment was quiet, just the exchange of kisses, soft gasps when Joshua lowered his hips against yours, when your cold hands slipped on his lower back and under the stretchy gray boxers, feeling his plump ass.

You pulled his underwear down as you felt his bum with the palms of your hands, making him smile as he pressed more kisses on the corners of your lips.

His eyes were trained on your face, outlining your features, much as if he were memorizing every single inch of your skin, your eyebrows, eyelashes, and he kissed the tip of your nose affectionately.

"Oh god," you gasped when you finally pushed his boxers down just about enough so you could feel his erection pressing against your wet pussy, making you flinch quite dramatically.

Your fingers wrapped around the veiny girth of his cock, enjoying the look on his face change from a calmed and fiery need for you, to a fully darkened gaze by lust and love for you. He blinked repeatedly when you angled him to your pussy, rubbing his tip on the slippery wet folds.

You felt your lower lip falling open when you guided the bulbous head of his cock to your entrance, and he immediately started pushing in. His dreamy eyes locked with yours, holding your gaze as he sheathed himself in you, every naked inch of him stretching your walls in one go.

"God, baby," he exhaled deeply, his eyebrows pinching in a gesture of pleasure. "You're so wet," he whispered, placing one arm over your head to support his body.

His other hand cupped your face, urging you to hold his gaze as he started rolling his hips on you, dragging his cock out and pushing it back in you tortuously slow, filling you up deliciously.

But you had realized that you did not care about pleasure at all.

"I love you," he whispered. Blinking languidly at you, the love in his eyes was undeniable, the smile he showed you making your heart flutter erratically.

"I love you," you replied, your hands roamed all over his back, feeling his hard muscles tense and relaxed as he pushed his hips against yours.

You wrapped your legs around him just as he moved the hand cradling your cheek to the other side of your head, thus now framing your head with his arms.

"My heart is yours," he muttered, his eyes reading the features of your face.

He pressed his lips on yours before you could muster a response, you had choked up on a sudden explosion of emotions, love, adoration, so violent and so tender at the same time that you had to muffle a sob in the kiss you shared with him.

"I am so in love with you," he whispered, breathing raggedly on your mouth.

Joshua nudged the tip of his nose with yours before meeting your lips with his own.

"I'm in love with you too, Josh," you muttered, your hand caressing his cheek and moving up to push his hair back.

The corners of his lips curved slightly into a sweet smile, his eyes looking at your face lazily, almost as if he were only kept awake by the overwhelming love and adoration he felt for you.

"Like this?" he asked softly when he rocked his hips against you in a different way, pushing inside you deeper, and slower.

You nodded wordlessly, losing yourself in the calm lust in his dark eyes.

"Kiss me, please?" you asked in a mere whisper.

He obliged immediately, locking his plump lips with yours, the tip of his tongue pressing on your lower lip, slowly rolling it into your mouth to meet yours.

Joshua moaned into your mouth, the rocking of his hips stuttering momentarily. "God," he sighed, dropping his forehead on yours gently, slowing down his thrusts as if to keep his own pleasure from building.

"No, no, keep going, please," you pleaded, realizing what he was doing.

"I'm close," he giggled shyly, pressing small kisses on your lips. "I'm sorry, baby. I really like it when you kiss me. Drives me crazy."

"I like it too," you replied, smiling fondly when you were reminded that your boyfriend could come from kissing you alone. "Please keep going, Josh."

"But I want you to feel good too," he mumbled, dragging his wet cock out of your walls despite the frustrated groan that elicited from you. "Just give me a second, baby," he said with a breathy giggle.

He used a hand to pull the t-shirt you stole from him up to your chest, his other arm supporting his body shifted on the pillows when he leaned down to litter your exposed breasts with wet kisses.

Your legs fell from his body and you lowered them back to the bed to see him move his body to get rid of his boxers completely. Then he crawled back to you to pay attention to your now naked breasts. His mouth wrapped around one of your nipples, giggling in response when you flinched dramatically.

"Josh, baby, please," you whined when the tip of his tongue swirled around your nipple, then moved to the other.

Joshua lifted his head to show you a smile, hovering on top of you to slot his hips between your thighs again, using one hand to align his cock to your pussy, slipping inside you again with a guttural moan from his part that vibrated on your chest.

You closed your eyes and buried your head on your pillows, swallowing back a moan when he started pushing in and out of you again. The pleasure you got from this was different to other times, but you were happy with just feeling him inside you, filling you up, every single inch of his body flushed against yours.

"Look at me, sweetheart," he mumbled when you were losing yourself on the blissful pleasure from his cock massaging your walls.

You opened your eyes again to see his face. Joshua smiled at you when your eyes met. "Don't close them again," he instructed with a caution lacing his tone.

You nodded your head in affirmation.

His arms cradled your head gently, his body now caging you in. "Move your knees up," he instructed and you did what he asked, lifting your feet off the bed and moving your knees back, thus angling your cunt for his thrusts.

The position made it so that you could feel his cock reaching a glorious spot within you. Your eyes widened slightly when you moaned, and he nodded.

"That's it. Feels good, doesn't it?" he mumbled with ragged breaths.

"Yeah, so good," you nodded frantically.

Joshua smiled sweetly at you, leaning to kiss your forehead. "I love you, baby."

Your hands grabbed his strong biceps, anchoring them for support as your thighs began to shake. "I love you," you replied in a whiny moan. "So, so much."

You felt his hips stutter again as a short breath escaped and brushed your lips. "Don't ever leave me," he whispered his plea.

"Never," you replied, your heart breaking over the way it seemed that his words escaped his mouth before he could hold a rein to them.

"I promise I'll get better," he muttered, once again touching your forehead with his as if he wanted to melt into you, latch onto you.

"I won't leave you, Josh," you mumbled with a pained chest, breaking over the look on his face, the broken sound of his voice. You were suddenly overcome with the need to take his pain away. "I promise."

"I can't live without you," he whispered, your cheek rubbed slightly with his and you felt a wetness smearing in your skin.

"Baby, I won't leave you," you replied in a hoarse whine, swallowing your tears. "Not now. Not ever. I'm yours."

"And I'm yours," he whispered back.

You cradled one of his cheeks with your hand, bringing him closer to kiss him, his breath hitched audibly when your lips touched his. He kissed you but briefly, because he started calling your name repeatedly, urgently.

"I'm close," he mumbled. "God, baby, please tell me your close."

You shook your head silently.

"Okay, okay," he sighed, one arm moving from your pillow, stopping the thrusts of his hips to hook his forearm beneath your knee, hoisting it up his shoulder and leaning forward.

Then he pressed his body on yours again, his cock reaching deeper than before, drawing out a wail from you so loud that you had to clamp your mouth shut with one hand.

"No, no, no, baby," he whispered languidly, growing more and more tired on top of you. "Let me hear you."

"Josh, please, please don't stop," you whined, tears brimming in the corners of your eyes but now from pure pleasure building rapidly inside you.

The position made it so that you felt fuller than before, you felt him push every single inch of his cock inside your walls, you felt him drag his cock in and out perfectly.

Joshua blinked sleepily, his dark eyes trained on your face to see any signs of discomfort. "Like that?" he asked, though he knew that you were already about to come.

"Yes, god, yes, please," you hissed, blinking your tears away but you did not tear your gaze from his.

Your boyfriend smiled fondly at you, he leaned his head to one side slightly, and you immediately brought one hand to cup his face, receiving one kiss on your palm.

You had reached a point where the pleasure was nearly overwhelming, making you moan pathetically every time he pushed his cock inside you.

"I'm there," you blurted. "Joshua, I'm g-gonna come."

Joshua nodded. "I'll come with you, baby," he whispered with some strain on his voice.

The vein popping in his forehead told you that he was growing tired. But Joshua did not falter in the movement of his hips, he did not slow down or change the depth of the thrusting of his cock inside you. His beautiful eyes trained on you the whole time.

"I love you, Joshua."

He blinked rapidly, his mouth parting to let out a tiny grunt. "I love you," he replied in kind.

You closed your eyes briefly as you were washed by the gentle and sweet waves of pleasure. "God, Josh..." you whispered, the grip on his bicep tightening as your orgasm overtook your body, making you writhe and arch your back on the bed.

"I love you, I love you, I love you," he whispered over and over, when you opened your eyes to find his, you saw the tears gathering in them. He came with you, his brow furrowing deeply, his mouth parting and letting sweet moans spill from his lips.

The last thrusts were sloppy, pushing his cum deep inside you and slumping his body on yours when he could not keep going any longer. He groaned in exhaustion, hiding his face on the curve of your neck, breathing in your smell, babbling nonsense, pressing kisses on your collarbone.

You wrapped your arms around him, lowering your shaky legs back to your bed, embracing the weight of his body on top of you, his warmth and the scent of his skin. Your hands caressed his body, waiting for him to come back to you.

"Sorry, I got carried away," he sighed, lifting his head from your shoulder, still breathing heavily.

"You were good, Joshua," you assured.

"Did you like it?" he asked with genuine curiosity.

"Y-yes," you stammered confusedly. But then it dawned on you that there were so few times you had vanilla sex with your boyfriend, you could count them in one hand. "Absolutely. Did you?"

He giggled. "Absolutely," he whispered. "Let me take care of you now, okay?"

"C-can we just stay like this for a bit?" you asked, your hand had made its way to his face once again, and you were pinching his chin softly.

"Sure," he said, pulling out of your wet walls carefully to not make you spill his cum immediately.

Joshua rolled back on the bed with a short sigh, lying next to you now, you felt his hand searching on the bed, finding your own to lace his fingers with yours.

"You're okay, bunny?" he asked, taking your hand to kiss your knuckles.

"I'm okay," you reassured, nodding your head on your pillow. "You?"

"I'm alright," he replied in kind, his lips curving into a tiny smile. And he looked tired still, but not nearly as sad as he looked before.

"Sure?" you asked with some caution.

"I'm sure," he whispered, shifting to lie on his side, placing one arm over your head on the pillows, he sent a glance at you. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course," you nodded, now you were beginning to feel the waves of slumber starting to drag over you, making you stifle a yawn.

"What happened?" he whispered, lazily blinking, trying to keep awake. "With Jeonghan. What did he say?"

Your breath coiled in your throat. "We just t-talked, Josh," you stammered. "He told me how he feels over this whole situation. I told him how I've been feeling too."

"And how do you feel now?" his eyes raised to find yours, and you found out that he was genuinely curious.

"I don't know," you replied. "He sort of... left an open invitation for me to talk if I need it. But we won't be friends anymore."

Your voice broke in the final words and you had to look away from your boyfriend's face briefly.

"I'm sorry to hear that, baby," he whispered, and there was some warmth in his words when he uttered them.

"It's okay," you breathed. "I think this is for the best."

"Do you really think so?"

For a moment, you felt somewhat perplexed that you were having some sense of normalcy in talking to your boyfriend about what happened with Jeonghan. But that was just what it was, a normal, honest conversation with him.

"Yeah," you breathed. "We won't be seeing each other and this way I won't hurt him anymore."

"But is that what you really want?" he inquired with a low tone that told you he knew you were still sensitive about that.

"Mmm no," you confessed: "I wish we could go back to what we had before all of this but..." you rolled your eyes to the ceiling, trying to keep the looming sadness at bay. "I know now that we were not genuine with our friendship for a while, so... maybe it's best if we don't see each other again."

Joshua remained quiet for a long while, and when you saw his face again you saw that he had not fallen asleep, as you initially thought. He seemed deep in thought for a second, so you decided to drive his attention back to the present.

"I never told you this but I feel bad that you two aren't on speaking terms anymore, Josh. Do you think you can forgive him?" you whispered coyly, dreading to cross a line that you had not in all this time.

"No," he sighed, shifting on the bed so he was lying on his back again, tucking one arm under his head. "I don't know. It's not whether I can forgive him or not anymore, baby. I brought him and you closer, I knew he was in love with you the night of the threesome. I think that if we are going to move past this, then we need to talk about it, me and him... and you."

You huffed in disbelief for a second. "W-what?" you blurted. "You want me in that conversation?"

"If we are going to do things right from now on, I think that we should include you in that conversation when we have it," he whispered, stretching one arm to you when you scooted over, snuggling close to his body.

He wrapped you with one arm, sighing softly when you leaned your head on his chest, his fingertips started tracing invisible lines on your arm.

"When do you think you'll be ready to talk then?" you pried.

"Mm, soon. Maybe," he muttered, giving you a reluctant and fleeting look. "I... didn't tell you this, but I saw him just yesterday when I asked him to hear you out."

You lifted your head to meet his eyes. "Y-you did that?"

"I did," he whispered guiltily, sending his gaze to the ceiling. "I don't need to forgive him, baby. There are some things I just can't control. Jeonghan's only fault was that he thought he could fall in love with you without caring that I would resent him for it."

"B-but there's something I don't understand," you stammered, trying to ignore the hollow feeling in your chest when you heard those words with such ease.

"What is it?"

"You say you don't mind my feelings for him... why do you do his?"

His fingers circled your arm softly, stopping his gentle caress on your skin. "Because I get jealous, bunny," he whispered. "I can't stand the thought that he gets to know your secrets, he gets to make you laugh, and I know how that feels for him, so yeah, I am not too keen on him being in love with you."

"B-but you had no issue that night in the middle of it," you interjected, feeling more confused than before.

Joshua sighed and for a brief moment you considered finishing the conversation so that he could sleep. But it was not a sigh of tiredness, it actually denoted some kind of frustration, as if he himself battled with the answer to your question.

"I liked it," he muttered, avoiding your eyes still. "I guess that I liked seeing how much you enjoyed it, it turned me on to watch you. It turned me on to think that you were fulfilling one of your fantasies with me. I don't know. It confuses me too."

You remained quiet, trying to imagine his perspective on that night.

"I also liked that I got to see a part of you I hadn't until that night," he added after some seconds of silence. "You know, when we met, you were timid and I loved that, but seeing you more confident, and vocal with what you wanted made me even more attracted to you."

"So you didn't hate the whole experience?" you asked with a tiny voice, sneaking a look at his face.

"I didn't hate it, baby," he giggled, moving his hand from your arm to your head to thread your hair with his fingers. "I enjoyed every second of it."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. Baby, you really have no idea of the effect you have on me," he sighed with a lazy giggle, feeling closer to a sweet slumber. "I really liked it. I found it very hot. I think if the circumstances were different, I'd do it again."

The last words he uttered seemed trampled by the sudden realization from his part. He was alarmed for a second, as if jerked awake by his own confession.

His immediate reaction was to look at your face. But you had your eyes closed, your cheek was squished by his shoulder and you had already begun to breathe deeply, your eyelids fluttering slightly when he moved his head back to his pillow.

Joshua exhaled in some kind of relief. But a sharp feeling inside his chest warned him of holding back this confession to you. He did not want to withhold things from you again, but he also had no clue as to what to do with this confession.

What did this imply for him? What circumstances?

Joshua twirled his keychain on his fingers mindlessly, the pad of his thumb brushing over the bunny figurine he had bought one day, long ago. He saw it and immediately thought of you, and got it so that in some way, you would be with him wherever he went.

The Spot was the same as the last time he visited two weeks ago, when he quite practically ambushed Jeonghan and asked him to talk to you.

That seemed like forever ago and not merely two weeks. Now, Joshua was closer to leaving for tour, closer to his band's first studio album release. So he was getting ready, busy with work, which he found a blessing, because he did not want to pay attention to his turbulent thoughts at the moment.

The music was kept at a low volume, but loud enough that he did not register the noise from the movement behind him. So he flinched in surprise when Jeonghan sat down on the barstool beside him with a loud sigh.

Joshua looked at his best friend once and clicked his tongue.

"What, I can't pull the same tricks you pull on me?" Jeonghan smirked, confidently stretching one arm over the bartop to reach for Joshua's bottle and took one big gulp.

Joshua sent a dry look across the bar to find its owner, sitting on the last booth of the place, overseeing something on his phone. Seungcheol darted a glance his way, visibly suppressing a devious smile.

Joshua shook his head at him in disapproval.

"What do you want, Jeonghan?" he dragged his words in an irked way, but he could not help but feel stupid.

He knew Jeonghan too well, he should have expected something like this would happen.

"I want to know," he started, lifting a lithe hand at Wonwoo and nodding his head at him meaningfully. "Did you guys make up?"

"We did," he nodded, hating the fact that he no longer felt confident of speaking about you with him. "Why?"

Jeonghan shrugged, smiling passively at Wonwoo when the beer and soju got to his hands. "Because you're a pain in my ass and I want to make sure I won't be bothered by this ever again."

Joshua immediately knew his best friend was not being completely honest. The bite in his words told him that much. "We made up. We're fine."

"Pffft, okay," he huffed, mixing the soju and beer in his glass expertly and then he drank it whole in two big gulps. Placing the empty glass and meeting his gaze. "And when you leave again? What happens then?"

The reminder made his stomach churn. "Then I'll leave," Joshua read his best friend's face again. Sensing that his answer had been unfulfilling he sighed. "I actually wanted to talk to you about it, but... I've been busy."

It was not a lie. He had been caught up with so much work for the past two weeks he had not even had the chance to even think about the last conversation he had with Jeonghan. And even so, he did not want to think about the night he talked to you about it.

"Talk about what?" Jeonghan asked, stopping the task to refill his glass.

"I... I have a proposition to make to you," Joshua enunciated slowly and sent a glance around himself and Jeonghan.

"Oh no," he sighed, his shoulders slumping down a little. "I am done with your fucking ideas, Joshua. Please, keep them."

"Just, hear me out," Joshua turned on his seat to face his best friend. Upon seeing eye to eye with him, something happened that he was not expecting. He felt a sudden surge of excitement.

"Whatever it is, I don't wanna hear it," Jeonghan huffed, his mouth pouted a little and turned his palms to the ceiling. "I just ambushed you so that you could tell me that all of this is behind us."

What Jeonghan meant by the word he heavily emphasized, was just both of them. And Joshua seemed vexed that after all of this, he still was looking for a friendship, to remain as before.

But of course, Joshua thought one second after. Jeonghan was the best friend he has ever had the opportunity to meet. He is so fond of keeping his friends close that even falling in love with you does not seem to deter him from it.

Maybe you are right, he thought. Maybe Jeonghan and him were crazy.

"Fine," Joshua sighed and turned back to face the bartop, fingers toying with the neck of his beer bottle. "Forget it."

A long silence followed, Joshua remained dead set on staring at his keychain still resting on the lacquered bartop.

"Ok, now I want you to tell me," Jeonghan urged.

"No, no," Joshua muttered indignantly. "You're right. Let's put this behind us, yeah?"

"Tell me," Jeonghan insisted with a tone that Joshua hated to hear and then: "Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me..."

"Okay, okay!" Joshua let out a light giggle, turning to his best friend, whose eyes lit up at the sight of Joshua smiling at him after what had been so long it must have been ages. "I'll tell you!"

"I'm listening," his brightened eyes looked over the smile, expecting.

"But not here," Joshua stated, leaning back slightly on the barstool and pulling out his wallet.

"Are you really going to do that again?" Jeonghan huffed in feigned annoyance. "Let me finish my drink first, at least. Damn."

Joshua pulled out a couple of bills, covering Jeonghan and his drink.

"Be quick," Joshua nagged too, laughing again when his friend just rolled his eyes at him, but still gulped down the last contents of his glass.

"Fuck, you're desperate," Jeonghan said upon lowering his glass heavily, sighing in satisfaction after downing a beer and soju.

"Come on," Joshua grabbed his keys again.

"Hold on," he heard his friend gasp behind him, falling into step with Joshua's long stepping.

"Did you bring your car?" Joshua asked as he pushed the door, letting Jeonghan exit the bar first.

"No, I was planning on getting drunk tonight," Jeonghan replied with an annoyed hint in his tone.

"Good," he nodded, unlocking the doors of his white van he bought when Midnight Haze was still considered a local band, and needed to transport their instruments, particularly, Jihoon's drum set.

"Where are we going?" Jeonghan asked as he opened the door to the copilot seat.

"We are picking Bunny up," Joshua checked his phone. "She's with some friends, we're a little late, actually."

Jeonghan had a reaction that Joshua partly expected. He initially bristled mid putting his seatbelt on. But then, after getting comfortable on his seat, Jeonghan sighed.

"I think I'm beginning to comprehend where this is going," Jeonghan said, and sent him a look. "Joshuji, this is not a good idea."

"You haven't even heard my proposal out."

"And I already know it'll suck," Jeonghan clicked his tongue in resignation as Joshua started to drive. "God I should've had another drink."

Jeonghan glanced his way when that elicited another faint laugh from him. "Me too, man. Me too."

Joshua tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, following the rhythm to the song playing on the radio. Jeonghan hummed to the song absentmindedly too, his soft voice filling the silence between them too.

They were both very evidently avoiding the subject. Joshua felt that sooner or later, his best friend would bring it up.

"Have you... told her about what you're planning?"

"Uh, we had a conversation about it," he muttered idly, eyes set on the road, his hand steering the wheel as he pulled the van to the curb, turning the engine off.

"Joshua," he dropped his tone to a low rasp, drawing Joshua's eyes to him. "I don't think this is a good idea. I don't know what your plan is but... Let's not do things harder for her, yeah?"

"It won't make things harder," Joshua reassured his best friend, though he did consider the worry in his entire demeanor, the way it shifted rapidly to the point that Joshua thought Jeonghan was about to run away.

He had pulled up in front of an apartment complex in a beautiful neighborhood. Jeonghan looked around from the copilot seat, leaning forward to look up at the tall building he presumed you were in with your friends.

Joshua sent you a text letting you know he was there, and he also added that Jeonghan was there too.

"She's here," Jeonghan whispered, undoing his seatbelt.

You were smiling to one of your girlfriends as you walked out of the building, you waved at her goodbye and turned to walk towards the white van parked in front of the building.

Joshua swiftly got out of the van, and Jeonghan saw your face lit up at the sight of your boyfriend, making his stomach twist and his entire body burn.

You reached out to give him a sweet kiss. "Hi, handsome," you muttered happily.

"Hi, beautiful," Joshua sighed. "Hey, did you check your phone?"

You instantly palmed the pockets of the long skirt of your dress. "Uh, what, no, why," you looked alarmed for a second. "Wait, here it is," you pulled out your phone from your pocket.

"Baby," he was just about to tell you what the contents of his message read but he forgot just how fast of a reader you are. With just one glance at the phone screen your eyes widened, immediately sending a glance to the van.

Jeonghan pressed his lips into a flat, dry smile when your eyes met with his.

"What is going on?" you asked, each word uttered slowly.

"Let's go home, okay? We're going to talk," he muttered, nodding to the van.

Joshua pinched your chin gently to drive your gaze back to him.

"Babe, what have you told him?" you asked with an alarmed hint in your tone, rushing your words out.

"Nothing yet," he muttered.

You stared at him for a long second before turning to walk up to the van, opening the door and climbing onto the pilot side of the bench seat, then scooping right up to the middle, your thigh brushing Jeonghan's.

"Hi," you whispered nervously, eyes set to the front. You had to squeeze your thighs together to avoid brushing with Jeonghan's.

"Hi," Jeonghan replied, noticing you seemingly vexed so he offered you a smile devoid of happiness that vanished a second later.

Because you had to come to terms with the idea that Jeonghan did not see you as a friend anymore, and had not seen you as a friend for a while. It had broken your heart but you were better off knowing that he would move on. Or so you thought.

And now, you had to think about what stance you were going to take. Sitting there on the bench seat of the van, pressed between the two men that you loved. No one said a word for the whole ride home , and you did not dare deter your eyes from the road ahead of you.

As soon as you crossed the door to your apartment, you immediately picked up the forgotten mug on the coffee table, the napkin by its side stained with your lipstick smushed in it and deposited it in the kitchen sink and bin respectively.

"Baby, leave that," Joshua muttered when you grabbed the fresh sheets that you folded and left on top of the armrest of the couch; a task that you had left for when you came back.

You made no reply, in fact you seemed to be anxiously cleaning to psych yourself up, thinking that whatever your boyfriend was planning to say, you could take it.

"Make yourself comfortable," you said while busying yourself with another imaginary task now.

Jeonghan shrugged and chose to sit on the sofa, that way he could follow your movements, so there he sat, quietly observing whatever you were up to.

Meanwhile, Joshua let out a sigh and shook his head, following you to the kitchen as you emptied the contents of the dryer, your arms cradling a bundle of fresh clothes, both yours and your boyfriend's.

"Bunny, give me that," he muttered with a gentle tone, scooping the clothes from your arms before you could even say no.

"I had it," you muttered anxiously and raised your head to glance his way.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his tone dropping to a mere whisper. "I thought you'd be happy to see him."

"What?" you gasped in a sharp hiss: "I never said that, Joshua!"

"Let's just sit down and talk, okay?" he suggested, his eyes full of worry when he saw just how anxious you had grown that you had to turn to doing chores to try and calm yourself down.

"I don't know if I can do this, Josh," you breathed so nervously that your breathing had turned shaky.

"I should leave."

Your breath hitched audibly. Jeonghan was standing by the kitchen's entrance, shoulder leaning to the wall, arms crossed and a passive expression on his face.

"I told you this would make it worse," he chastised, giving a stern and cold look to your boyfriend.

Joshua pressed his lips into a flat line, looking at his best friend and then sending a quick glance at your face. He nodded sharply.

Jeonghan nodded back in an unspoken agreement and pushed himself off the wall, taking a step towards the door.

"No, wait," you immediately muttered nervously. "Wait, just... Just give me a minute, please."

He paused, though hesitantly. "You don't have to do this. I can go, and we can forget that I was even here."

That was something that you did not want. And both men saw it in the way that your frame tensed up and your brow furrowed slightly. "No, no, don't go, I can... If you just give me a minute, I..."

Jeonghan seemed to grow worried when your tone faltered in defeat. You yanked your gaze from his face and sent it to the floor, mind reeling in search of something to say.

"Baby, help me get this to the bed," Joshua nodded to the socks that had fallen off the bundle of clothes he cradled in his arms. You immediately read that as an attempt to pull you to an even more secluded part of the apartment.

You picked up the socks from the floor and followed Joshua to your bedroom, where he discarded the clothes in the empty hamper that you had forgotten on the chair.

"Listen to me," he whispered, cupping your chin with one hand to command your eyes to his. "Breathe, we're just going to talk, okay? About everything."

"You should've consulted me about this!" you retorted indignantly, thinking that your boyfriend had crafted a plan with Jeonghan behind your back. "I thought we had agreed on not hiding stuff from each other!"

"In fairness, this was all spontaneous," he muttered, realizing how his response sounded, he shook his head slightly. "We sort of crossed paths while I was at the bar and I wanted to have this conversation with you involved, so."

You looked at your boyfriend for a long second, then you considered giving him a chance to carry out what he had in mind. "Okay, but you and I are going to talk about this afterwards," you stated firmly and turned your back to him, walking out of the bedroom.

Jeonghan had occupied the left side of the couch again, lifting his head up when he heard your feet shuffling from the hall, his eyes following you as you sat down on the sofa, decidedly far away from him.

Joshua came onto view a second later, stopping when he saw that you had chosen to sit on a spot where he could not sit next to you. So he sat on the couch next to Jeonghan, on the spot that was closer to yours.

You knew that both men were observing your movements, your face, reading every single reaction from you. You let out a puffy sigh, denoting your tiredness from their controlling and manipulative tactics.

"I don't know how to say this. So I'll just try to get to the point," Joshua started reluctantly, rubbing the palms of his hands on his jeans. "I am leaving soon, I'm going to be traveling around a lot again and I don't know when I'll come back. And you know this already baby, but Jeonghan doesn't know that I don't want you both to be distant because of me."

Jeonghan was the first to have a visible reaction, his eyebrows jumped up slightly, and he turned his head to one side to look at your boyfriend.

"You what?"

"This is going to sound crazy but," he sent you a quick glance in a sign of nervousness. "We can–we can maybe–I've been thinking that when I'll go away, you'll be alone again and–"

"Just spit it out, Joshua," Jeonghan cut off with a hint of annoyance. You had never heard him speak in such a snappy way. But you also understood why he would.

"I'm thinking that maybe we can work something out together. Us three," your boyfriend blurted out with a hollow sigh at the end of his sentence, much as if he were dying to get it out, for days.

"Joshua..." you began with caution laced in your tone, darting a glance to Jeonghan sitting beside your boyfriend and noticing that he had tensed up, you tried to intervene. "Baby, this is probably not a good idea."

An awkward, tense moment followed. Joshua and Jeonghan looked at each other and you realized that they were only waiting for your response, as if that were the only thing that mattered, really.

"Wait," you whispered, feeling dumb for not catching on sooner. Jeonghan read your boyfriend's face swiftly, and you saw in his demeanor that he was not as outraged or combatant as you initially thought he would be.

Both of them turned to you at the same time, in perfect synchronicity. A shiver ran down your spine, and you wished to have the power to know what they were thinking, what they had communicated with just one single look exchanged between each other.

"What are you even saying?" you blurted bewilderedly. "Joshua, are you crazy? I thought you didn't like this, I thought you hated the idea of Jeonghan liking me–"

"And I do," he shrugged and you could tell how uncomfortable he was by the way that his expression changed, grimacing. "But I also... I can't stop thinking that I..."

He placed his elbows on his knees, burying his face on his hands for one brief moment and at that, you wanted to call this off. You wanted to say that you were done talking about this. But you were not.

"I can't stop thinking that I want to do it again," Joshua said as he raised his head once again, looking at you now with a certainty that stopped your blood cold in your veins. "I want this. I don't know how, I don't know why. But I want this."

Silence.

The first thing that finally broke the tension was Jeonghan huffing loudly in disbelief. He shook his head and grinned as if to himself, and you knew that he already had a quippy retort waiting on the tip of his tongue.

"Want what, Joshua?" you muttered with a restlessness that made your tone quiver.

"I want you with me. And him. At the same time, separately. However you want, you decide," he glanced at his best friend once and it shook you to your core to know that he did not need a verbal confirmation from him. That look had been enough.

"As in... sex?" you shook your head when you realized when you were entertaining his idea, but you needed to know what his exact thinking was.

"As in everything. As long as you're comfortable with it."

Then it hit you, that night you were both talking late at night, the way that he told you he liked the threesome, the way that he seemed to be confused about it himself.

"This is crazy, Joshua."

Jeonghan also seemed to be uncomfortable by this, covering his eyes with one hand. "It is crazy," he dropped his hand back to his lap. And though he did not outright say it, he was not against it.

"If you don't want to do it, we don't do it. We can forget this conversation even happened," Joshua glanced to his side, then to you. Jeonghan seemed to nod ever so slightly, agreeing with your boyfriend.

An open relationship. That was what Joshua was suggesting. And it seemed so mind-blowing to you to come to the realization that he had been trying to hint at it for weeks now and finally got around to voice it out.

Both men looked at you, waiting for your answer. Your first instinct was to say no, to emphasize once again how crazy everything about that idea was.

But you had to stop yourself. You also considered every single implication if your answer was yes. What would this mean for your relationship with Joshua? If you said no, you would be hurt over losing Jeonghan all over again.

You pushed yourself to your feet and resumed pacing around the living room all over again. "Is this what you really want, Joshua?" you asked, pausing to look at his face and sighed when he nodded. "This is crazy, crazy, Joshua. I mean, how would that even work?"

"You decide. The important thing is that we could work things out, for all of us," Joshua seemed more in control now, probably because he had finally said what had been disturbing his mind for days.

But also, he saw that you immediately did not say no, and you hated that they both knew your answer before you knew it yourself. You hated that they knew you so well that they were just waiting for you to say it.

Jeonghan stood from the couch, making your head snap to find him approaching you slowly, cautiously. "Listen, if you don't want to do it, it's okay. We can forget about this and pretend it didn't happen. I don't want you to feel pushed to do anything, okay?"

"And I don't want you to get hurt again," you muttered nervously.

"Why would I?" he asked with genuine curiosity.

You gave yourself a long second to think of your answer. If you agreed to this, you thought, you would spend time with him, you would get closer again. But now you would do so with the full intention of being closer, knowing that there were feelings in between.

And Joshua said that you could all make it work. He was on board with it, he said he could not get the idea off his mind. You sneaked a look at your boyfriend. Joshua was still sitting on the couch, but noticing your meaningful look at him, he just gave you a tiny nod.

"Mmn?" his sweet brown eyes triangulated from yours, to your lips then back up. "If you don't want this, then no. I can walk away right now."

Something in his words sounded very familiar. Experiencing a hazy, distant deja vu in the back of your mind, you nodded at him. "I want this," you whispered, your own words stunning you so deeply that you did not even give yourself time to process it.

Jeonghan took in a breath through his nose, slowly but you noticed the way your answer had caused him to feel something too. "Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yeah," you gulped hard, nodding with your head as the realization sunk within you. "I'm sure."

Joshua did not look one bit discouraged about your answer. His big, dreamy eyes seemed to sparkle in excitement when you looked at him.

A hand slipped in yours, drawing your gaze back to the man directly in front of you. "Can I...?" Jeonghan whispered, cupping your cheek with his other hand. He also swallowed, his eyes swiftly locking with yours.

"Yes, Jeonghan, yes," you gasped, an overwhelming sense of relief washed over your body when in a breath, Jeonghan leaned his forehead against yours, his hand sliding from your cheek, slowly making its way to cradle the back of your head, his fingers tangling with your hair.

"God, I missed you so much," he whispered in your lips right before he pressed them with his own.

You instantly replied with another kiss, slowly locking your lips with his. "I missed you too, Jeonghan," you confessed, your heart beating against your chest so hard that you swore he would be able to hear it.

Kissing him again caused a shudder inside you so overwhelming that you were already breathing erratically. But kissing him now with the full admittance of your feelings was completely different from before.

His hand moved from your nape to your neck, where he just grabbed you softly, capturing your lips to show you how much he missed you, featherlight kisses pressed in quick succession as he hummed and ceased kissing you, though reluctantly.

"What's next, what do you want to do now?" he asked, pulling back from you.

"Let her breathe," Joshua teased, a small smile appearing on his lips as he nodded his head at you. "Are you okay, baby? You look a little shocked."

Your boyfriend stood up from the couch, walking up to you and standing beside Jeonghan. It was almost perplexing to see them both standing side by side again, their minds silently blending in their scheming.

But it was also, so very hot to see just how quickly both men switched into the same mindset of that night of the threesome. You could not quite put your finger on what it was. But you found it enticing.

"Yeah, I'm okay," you replied, but you sounded out of breath, even though you were not.

Joshua was the first one to notice your breathy tone, his studded eyebrow cocked up ever so slightly. "Oh, baby. Sure you're okay," he tilted his head to one side. "Do you want to take this to our bedroom already?"

Jeonghan leaned his head to the side too, but in the direction of your boyfriend's, it was not a calculated move and it just added to the way they blended in their movements without even knowing.

You released a sigh that denoted both your eagerness, and the defeat over how quickly your boyfriend caught on your secret intentions. Joshua giggled and grabbed your hand to pull you towards the bedroom, probably knowing that you would grab Jeonghan's hand in the process and drag him too.

He clicked his tongue and smiled, and your heart crushed over how much you adored seeing him smiling again. Once you were in your bedroom, he looked around it curiously, as he had never been inside these four walls before that moment.

The bed was high and very wide, spacious enough for whatever your two lovers would want to do with you. You approached the foot of the bed and reluctantly turned to see them both standing behind you.

"Who do you want first, baby?" Joshua asked, being the one to notice your nervousness and reached out to cup your chin, keeping your gaze locked with his.

"Can't I have you both? At the same time?" you asked, short of breath, sounding so needy that you felt a surge of warmth on your cheeks.

"Of course, but don't you want to take turns with us first?" he suggested, calling back to the night of the first threesome.

You nodded, deciding to go along with it. "Undress me, please?" you whispered sheepishly.

Joshua showed you a sweet grin, dimples crowning his lips cutely. "Turn around for me, baby," he instructed, making you turn your back to him, now facing Jeonghan.

You reached out a hand to him as your boyfriend grabbed you by the waist, planting a kiss on your cheek. "Come here," Jeonghan took your hand in his, his cold fingers slipping between yours quite automatically, as if they had a mind of their own.

"What do you want me to do?" he asked, his voice sweet and low at the same time.

You brushed his long black hair aside with your free hand as your boyfriend littered your neck with wet kisses, patiently covering each sweet spot of yours with his lips.

"I–I don't know," you rasped, eyelids fluttering rapidly when Joshua's hand slid from your waist and searched for the front buttons of your dress. "J-just do whatever you want to me, I'll like it."

Your lover smiled just before he met your lips with his own, tenderly at first, much as if he wanted to take things slowly. But you were eager to feel him, eager to recreate the intimacy of that night.

"Joshua," you gasped when his fingers finished undoing the buttons of the front of your dress, slipping the sleeves off your arms and the skirt of the dress pooled at your feet, leaving you to your bra and panties only.

His large and warm hands parked on your waist, his lips kissing your cheek, trailing down to your neck. "Don't tell me you're shy now, bunny," your boyfriend muttered, his lips grazing your skin in the process.

"Nothing I haven't seen before," Jeonghan teased with a grin, his hand cupping your chin moved to your cheek as he pressed his lips with yours, slowly locking them in a deep, wet kiss.

Then your boyfriend moved his hands to your back, his fingers swiftly unclasping your bra, and then a pair of cold fingers hooked on the middle part of it, peeling the pretty lace clothing off your chest.

Your mind was split between paying attention to your boyfriend's hands, removing your clothes bit by bit, or Jeonghan helping him with it. Your own hands were placed on his chest flatly to help you keep your balance.

"Lie down on the bed," he instructed, his tone laced with a sweetness that you did not expect, his kisses becoming more and more demanding.

With a brief groan, Joshua used his hands on your waist, effortlessly lifting you up and rushing you to the mattress, nearly hauling your body to the plush covers. You gasped, but smiled at both men as they moved with an unspoken simultaneity: Jeonghan grabbed his hoodie by the hem of the neck part, yanking it over his head and throwing it to the floor, while Joshua removed his black leather jacket.

You concealed a smirk by biting your lower lip, Joshua pressed a knee on the edge of the bed, crawling over to you, his hands searching for the waistband of your pretty lace panties.

"God, you're so pretty," Jeonghan sighed, his eyes roaming over your now wholly naked body sprawled on the mattress, taking your hand when you reached out to him.

"Thank you, Jeongjeong," you used the opportunity to smile at him, just as he occupied a spot on the bed right by your side, an elbow supporting his weight to use his free hand to cup your cheek.

"Can I call you baby again, then?" he mumbled, his beautiful eyes locking with yours, the outer corners lifting in a smile when you winced nervously as Joshua kept kissing your tummy, trailing to your mound.

"O-of course," you stammered, lowering a hand to rake your fingers through Joshua's golden brown hair. "C-call me princess again, Jeonghan, please,"

"You like that, don't you?" Jeonghan asked, his thumb brushing on your cheekbone, pressing a kiss on your forehead, also deciding to leave a trail down, to your lips. "I remember being told how much you enjoy being pampered."

Joshua grabbed your thighs by the outer part, pushing his tongue on your pussy lips, tongue swiping between your folds with a raspy groan, tasting you fully, earning a high-pitch moan from you, your hand clenching around the golden hair.

"Josh," you mewled out lewdly. "Fuck, baby, just like that," you caressed his long hair back, getting a glimpse of his studded eyebrow, how it cocked up at the sound of your praise.

Jeonghan averted his gaze from your face, to your boyfriend's buried between your thighs, mouth pressed so tightly against your cunt that left little space for Jeonghan to see his tongue working on you, teasing your spots he knew by heart, the movements he knew drove you crazy.

"Come here," you grabbed Jeonghan almost forcefully, using your free hand to bring him by his nape and crushed your lips against his, earning a deep giggle from the man you have been neglecting for over a month now.

Joshua glided the pointed tip of his tongue around your swollen clit, swirling around it in figure eight motions, a loud groan coming from him when your thighs tensed up at his sides, his hands sliding on your inner sides, angling them open to eat you out freely, at his heart's content.

At the same time, Jeonghan swiped a line on your lower lip with his tongue, rolling it inside your mouth expertly, almost as if he had not forgotten a single second of the night he kissed you for the first time. He hummed, his fingers sinking and tangling in your hair.

It was becoming hard to breathe, but deciding to let go, you focused on letting your body lose, freeing yourself from the tension that kept you from really feeling your boyfriend's mouth pleasuring your pussy, your lover kissing you as if his life depended on it.

In a sudden move, you pulled your head back, detaching your lips from Jeonghan's. "Oh, god," you breathed, your chest rising and falling rapidly, you locked eyes with Jeonghan, seeing him smile ever so slightly. "B-baby–Josh, I–I'm coming, I–I..."

Your first orgasm came fast and brutally hard. You screwed your eyes shut so tightly that you saw colors behind your eyelids, your mouth slowly falling open as a long, whiny moan came out. Small kisses left a tingling sensation as they were planted in your lower lip, your cheeks and eyelids.

Arching your back on the bed, your fingers curled and uncurled on your boyfriend's hair, thighs trembling as he continued to tease your clit relentlessly, not showing signs to stop or to change the pace of his pointed tongue pressing and swirling around your bud.

Jeonghan kept kissing your lips while you moaned until you were rendered breathless. His lips pressed on the corner of your teary eyes, breathing out a giggle when you opened them to see his face.

"Felt good?" his eyebrows pushed up, the playful smile curving his lips.

You felt your brow furrow at that. "Yeah," you breathed out, wincing when Joshua left an open kiss on your lips, lifting his head from between your legs.

Joshua looked satisfied when he saw your fucked out form, much as if he felt proud that your first orgasm was his. "Guess you're next," he smirked when you reached out to grab the hem of his black t-shirt, tugging it upwards.

Jeonghan made no verbal response, but he got to work right away, pulling back from you to sit back on his knees and pulled the t-shirt over his head, throwing it away dismissively. He crawled backwards to lower his feet from the bed, just as you rolled over to crawl to him, chasing him almost.

"Sit here," he nodded to the edge of the mattress, his fingers undoing the button of his black denim jeans.

"Let me do that for you," you breathed out lewdly, reaching out to hook your fingers on the waist of his jeans tugging them down. You heard a breathy giggle in the back, and you did not need to turn to see your boyfriend to know he was enjoying this.

"Did you miss me, baby?" Jeonghan asked, cupping your face with both hands, his fingertips sinking in between the strands of your hair.

"Yeah," you blurted out immediately and looked up to find his eyes trained on the features of your face. "M-missed you."

The corner of his lips quirked up, leaning his face against yours, he breathed. "Did you miss this?" he whispered, planting soft pecks on your lips, the tip of your nose and forehead.

An euphoric shudder coursed through you. Your thumbs hooked on the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down slowly to see his pretty cock springing out of them, fully hard, precum smeared on his tip sloppily.

Jeonghan stepped out of his clothes, now standing between your legs, wholly naked, he cast a look over your head and smirked.

"As soon as she comes, she's mine," Joshua said with a hoarse tone, and you knew that he ached to be Jeonghan at that moment.

"Yeah, yeah," he replied with ease, his gaze returning to you. "Lean back for me, baby," you obeyed, placing your hands behind you on the mattress to support your body. "Good girl."

But his gaze trailed down, and you followed it. Jeonghan grabbed his hard length with one hand, guiding his tip to your core, but stopping to play with your arousal by running his tip up and down your folds. An amused look taking over his features when you whimpered lewdly.

"Jeonghan, be quick," you mewled when he rubbed his tip against your engorged clit, your fingers clenching on the covers instinctively. "P-please."

A loud moan escaped your mouth when he started sinking his pretty cock in, the sight of it disappearing inside you making him sigh out a moan too.

"Jeonghan," you whimpered, biting your lower lip to avoid making more noise, but you could not help but moan when he bottomed out completely, releasing a sigh with you. "Move, fuck, please move, Hannie."

He giggled breathily, but he gave you what you wanted right away, pulling out his length, then bottoming out again, repeating the action slowly. "Yeah," he rasped with a grin. "I missed this too, princess," he muttered with a low tone that nearly sounded husky. "So fucking good," he sighed in pleasure, closing his eyes briefly.

"Yeah, yeah, just like that, Jeongjeong," you mewled with a high-pitch tone, thighs trembling already from the pleasure building back up.

You felt the bed shift, and caught a glimpse of your boyfriend sitting, back against the headboard of the bed, his jeans were gone, and he only wore his black sleeveless and boxers.

"Who would've thought that your boyfriend is a cuck," Jeonghan teased, when you had to swallow back a moan at realizing just how hard your boyfriend was from watching you and Jeonghan, a wet patch of precum darkening the dark fabric of his boxers.

A what? You initially thought but everything clicked quite rapidly. Joshua had his eyes trained on you, on your face, wandering slightly to your hands when you gripped the duvet tighter. But his face seemed to change, the features relaxing when his eyes zeroed on Jeonghan pulling his cock out of you, siking back again repeatedly.

"I guess it's kind of a given, right?" Jeonghan gasped, pushing his hips against you at a slow pace, his cock sliding in and out your wet walls, making him moan in your ear. "You make the prettiest faces when you come, did you know?"

You were biting your lip, frowning deeply as you focused on the pleasure building inside you threatening to snap. "Mmn?" you hummed dumbly, ignoring the smile that took over the features of his face. "I–I think I won't last long," you muttered abashedly.

"You're close?" he asked and you nodded immediately. "Lie back, baby," with a sigh you lied back on the covers, just as he cupped the back of your knees with his hands hoisting your legs on his shoulders.

Then he started pushing inside you at a fast and calculated pace, the position changing so now the tip of his cock hit a glorious spot on your walls repeatedly, making you wail out madly. "Jeonghan!"

"Yeah, baby," he whispered raggedly, short gasps leaving his lips as he continued to minister his slow, deep thrusts, his hands holding your legs squeezed you gently. His eyes were focused on your face, and you did not need to look at Joshua to know that he was doing the same. "Come for me, princess."

Your fingers sneaked between your pussy lips, finding your swollen bud covered in your slick and started rubbing circles. "Oh god," you gasped, letting out a long moan as the tension finally snapped, pleasure blooming inside you, coursing through your limbs. "Oh god, oh god, god."

"That's it, baby," Jeonghan whispered, his head lolling back, his throat bobbing ever so slightly as sweet moans came out of his mouth, he gritted his teeth, his hips hitting against you slowly. "C-cumming," he blurted, veins started to pop on his neck.

With one final, raspy groan, Jeonghan stopped thrusting inside you sloppily, his face completely relaxed, but he was breathing erratically now. He turned his face, pressing a kiss on the side of your knee before letting your legs down.

"You're okay, baby?" Jeonghan checked in after a moment as he came back to his senses.

"I'm shaking," you muttered shyly.

"Can you keep going, princess?" he asked, and you saw genuine care for you written in his eyes.

"Yeah," you decided, and nodded with your head. "I wanna keep going," turning your head to look at your boyfriend. "I want you now."

Joshua was still focused on you only, the smile that curved his lips causing your heart to explode. "Don't you want to rest, baby?"

"No," you looked at your lover as he pulled out of you his cock coated with your arousal and his cum, making you shudder at the sight. "No resting."

You turned on your belly, crawling on your hands and knees over to him. "Do you want me, Josh?" you asked with genuine curiosity.

"You know I do," he rasped, blinking slowly at you as his hand came up to caress your cheek. "I want you on all fours, bunny. Now."

Your heart twisted in your chest, obeying immediately you positioned yourself in the middle of the bed, while he swiftly discarded the rest of his clothes.

"That's my girl," Joshua praised when you lowered yourself on your elbows, arching your back for him.

A mewl escaped you when he ran his palm on your ass, parking it on the small of your back, before he nudged your entrance with the tip of his cock.

"Dirty girl," he tutted when Jeonghan's cum started dripping out of your slit, the sound of it dropping on the covers making you send a guilty look at your lover.

He had made himself a spot on the corner of your room, noticing that he discarded the hamper on the floor, so now he was sitting on the chair, legs spread, arms tucked over his head and holding onto the headrest. He smirked mischievously.

"My pretty bunny, who would've thought you'd be this fucking dirty," he whispered, sinking in his big cock inside you, so slowly you swore you could feel the veins of his shaft, the ridge beneath the bulbous head he had teased you with moments before.

"Mmnf," your fingers twisted on the bed covers as your boyfriend sheathed inside you in one go, causing more cum to drip out of your slit, down your folds and onto the covers. "Joshua," you mewled.

"Yeah, baby, that's my name," he replied with a cocky tone, his front hitting your ass slowly, but hard, rocking and pushing your body on the bed.

You dropped your forehead on the bed, rubbing the side of your face as you drowned out another lewd moan. "Fuck," you sighed, closing your eyes briefly to savor the pleasure you got from the hard thrusts, from the tip of his cock hitting that spot repeatedly.

His hand left the small of your back, and before you knew it he delivered a firm spank on your ass. "Say my name."

You winced, hot pain soaring through you, walls clenching around him. "Joshua," you called, your voice muffled by the soft covers of the bed.

You could hear your boyfriend gasping softly when your walls pulsated around his length. "Not good enough," he raised his hand, bringing it down on your ass harsher. "Again."

"Joshua!" you wailed, writhing slightly as the skin on your glute throbbed and tingled. Blinking the tears away, you found Jeonghan again, now the roles switched as he rolled his hand over the pink tip of his cock, pumping it slowly.

"That's better," he sighed out a raspy moan. "Fuck, you look so good like this."

You rested the side of your face on the covers once again, you knew you were growing tired, and you could feel the friction starting to feel like too much. "Sensitive," you muttered.

"Can you give me one more, baby?" you sneaked a look at your boyfriend's face. "Don't you want to take Jeonghan too?"

Your entire body burned at the prospect of having the two men you loved at the same time. "Yeah," you nodded, rubbing your tearstained cheek on the covers and craned your neck to look at your lover.

"That's my girl," Joshua sighed with a weak smile.

Jeonghan pushed himself to his feet, pressing a knee on the mattress as you propped yourself on your hands too. Your chin was cupped by one of his cold hands. "Open up for me, princess," his fingers pressed on your skin, pinching your chin softly.

Parting your mouth, you kept your eyes on his face as you pulled out your tongue for him to slide his heavy cock on, lips wrapping around him, making him sigh out a raspy moan.

"Fuck," he grunted as he started thrusting inside your mouth, his head hanging back once again, swallowing a high-pitch moan that had his throat bobbing. "Good girl."

Your walls fluttered erratically around Joshua's cock. "Mn, you like that, baby," he pointed with a breathy giggle, right before he started pushing inside you harder, his thrusts growing more demanding. Earning short, strangled moans from you. "You filthy girl."

Jeonghan's hand slid on your nape, fisting your hair to hold you still as he too started thrusting inside your mouth faster, deeper to shut your moans up when you started gagging around his cock. "God, baby, you take me so well."

Tears rolled down your cheeks, but you kept your eyes trained on your lover's face riddled by pleasure.

"Fuck, baby," your boyfriend sighed, and just by his tone alone you knew he was about to come too. "I need you to come."

"No, not yet," Jeonghan gasped, pushing his cock down your throat, his eyes wide in awe and lust. "Shit," he breathed, revelling at the state that you were in: fucked out, used, ruined.

Joshua responded with a weak laugh, and when you felt his hand slide from your lower back to your tummy you knew why. Your eyelids fluttered uncontrollably when his fingertips pressed on your clit, moving them in fast swirls, exactly in the way he knew you would come faster.

A strangled, high-pitched moan was muffled by Jeonghan's cock in your mouth tears brimming in your eyes and spilling rapidly. Your third orgasm came faster than the other two, making your inner thighs shake and your body nearly go completely limp.

"Fuck!" Joshua groaned, pushing his hips against your ass sloppily, thrusting ropes of cum deep inside you, mixing with Jeonghan's, your boyfriend's hand gripped one side of your waist.

"Cumming," Jeonghan whispered, spilling himself down your throat, stopping his thrusts sloppily and then the sweetest, rawest moans spilled from his pink lips. "So good."

Your lover pulled out of your mouth gently a second later, letting you clear your throat and breathe easily, whimpering pathetically when your boyfriend pulled out next. Your limbs were shaking, and you wanted nothing more than to crash onto the mattress.

"Baby, we need to clean up first," Joshua said, reading your body movements well. "Then we can rest."

"But I just–," you started but then you felt the wetness dripping down your thighs.

"Come on, baby," Jeonghan pinched your chin once again, nodding his head towards the door. "I'll get the shower ready."

"Let's go," Joshua giggled softly, scooping you from the bed in his strong arms and effortlessly cradling you in his arms despite your short squeal in protest.

Joshua left you on the shower floor, where Jeonghan was already testing the temperature of the water. "Ready?" he asked, smiling softly when he saw your face.

"I'm going to change the bed covers," Joshua announced, leaving you and Jeonghan alone in the bathroom.

"Are you okay, princess?" Jeonghan asked standing in front of you, his long black hair was wet, and he was trying to blink the wetness from his tears to keep looking at you.

"I'm okay," you responded, showing him a smile before you pushed his damp hair from his face. "Amazing, actually. You?"

Jeonghan giggled, his hands sliding on your back and parking on your waist. "Never better," he replied, and the honesty in his eyes was real. He pressed his lips against yours tenderly.

"Will you stay tonight?" you dared to ask, pulling away to busy your hands with the bottle of shampoo, pouring some in your hands to then rub it in your hair.

"Do you want me to stay, baby?" he asked, grabbing the bottle when you offered it to him.

"Of course," you said, shrugging. "The bed is big enough for the three of us."

That seemed to convince him, his lips pressed in a cute smile and he nodded. "Then I'll stay."

Joshua came back some minutes later, just as Jeonghan was stepping out of the shower. So in a second, they had exchanged spots.

"Come here, handsome," you muttered, grabbing his hand and now you took the time to rub shampoo on his hair.

"You're okay, bunny?" he asked, his pretty eyes roaming all over the features of your face.

You smiled and nodded. "Yeah, babe, I'm okay. Amazing."

"Why are you laughing?" he cocked the studded eyebrow.

"You two are very similar at times," you pointed and giggled again.

"Yeah," Joshua muttered pensively. "We've been told that before." 

"So how will this work?" Jeonghan asked the following morning during breakfast, grabbing his iced latte from the table and taking a sip out of the straw, his lips pursing cutely.

"We can talk about the logistics after breakfast," Joshua said, slowly cutting his pancake into small bits. He sent a cautious look at you.

The open-air restaurant allowed the gentle summer breeze to caress the back of your neck, tousling the hair at the base of your head that your scrunchie could not hold in your bun.

"We can talk about it now," you nodded at him reassuringly.

"Okay, then," Joshua grabbed his napkin and pressed it to his mouth, pausing pensively before adding. "I think I'm okay if you guys date, or hang out. But I want videos of the things you do when you're together."

It was awfully subtle, it took you some moments to know what your boyfriend suggested, but Jeonghan understood immediately. "Of every single time?" he pushed his eyebrows up in mild disbelief.

"No, just the ones you think I would like to watch," he replied, and looked at you briefly. "Only if you're on board, baby, of course."

"Are you..." you looked to the tables surrounding you in precaution and leaned in to whisper: "Are you referring to sex?"

Joshua smiled broadly, his eyes wrinkling at the corners. "Yes, baby," he replied warmly, sneaking a hand under the table to give your thigh a gentle squeeze.

Jeonghan in turn, laughed out loud. "What else, princess?"

"I don't know," you mumbled shamefully, growing hot on your face. "Can I ask why?"

Joshua shrugged. "I think it will be hot. Besides, I don't want to feel left out when I'm away for work and you guys are having fun together, so…."

"Seems fair," you replied, nervously fidgeting at the straw of your banana strawberry smoothie.

"So you're on board, baby?" Jeonghan asked softly, eyeing you curiously as he continued eating the last bits of food from his plate.

"I'm in," you nodded, breathing out your excitement as you imagined what possibilities lied now that you were finally in a much clearer arrangement with both Jeonghan and Joshua. "I also think it will be hot," you said, though in a sheepish manner.

Jeonghan smirked, but in his eyes you could see that he was looking at you with fondness.

"Oh, no," Joshua breathed, reaching out for his shades he had left on the edge of the table and put them on, bending his head forward.

"What?" Jeonghan turned and you spotted the couple of fans holding up both cameras and phones in the direction to the table you were sitting at. "Fuck."

"Jeonghan, get her out of here," Joshua muttered, handing him the keys to his van, and you initially arched an eyebrow at his words.

"But they're just fans, baby, what is the problem?" you asked, and as your words got out, your mouth fell open in realization.

"There are rumors that I'm not single and I don't want them to target you in their fucking online gossip," he mumbled, pushing Jeonghan to go with a sharp nod of his head.

"But you're not single," Jeonghan frowned, and for once, he did not know what Joshua was referring to.

"I would like to keep people from snooping into my girlfriend's personal life because she has her life's work under anonymity," he retorted, and now he looked disturbed. There were more people outside joining in, some for mere curiosity, some were real fans.

"Let's go, princess," Jeonghan muttered at once, grabbing his phone and vape from the table and pocketing them. "I'll bring the car around."

Jeonghan grabbed your hand, dragging you out of the restaurant, displaying your laced hands to the Midnight Haze fans that were standing outside, looking at you and him, then continuing to wait expectantly for Joshua to come out. Which he did when Jeonghan texted him that he had brought the car around.

You saw how your boyfriend hesitantly waved at people taking pictures of him and asking for autographs, something he politely declined, running to the sliding door of his white van, closing it once inside, with a shocked expression on his face as he realized that his fame was growing exponentially fast.

Faster than he ever imagined, or even wanted. 

✮ author's note: hi hi hi there! so now my semi hiatus was a little longer!! hehe did you miss me (●'◡'●) this took me longer than i expected so i hope you guys like it so, i felt like making this chapter a little longer to make up for my absence, and also because i really love jeonghan and joshua and i have been rotting away while trying to get this out anyways, ✮ STAY TUNED FOR PART THREE!! ✮ toodles buy me coffee? 🩵

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the one where jungkook is in love with his best friend’s girl

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•masterlist

• jungkook x reader, taehyung x reader

•500ish words?

•romance, angst, forbidden love au

•I’ll properly edit this later with a photo or gif and proper description, but this will be an ongoing Drabble series.

•Le second part, le third part, le fourth part, le fifth part, le sixth part , le seventh part,

What happens when you meet the perfect person at the wrong time?

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Jungkook’s strong hand laced its way up the back of your neck and wove its way into the tendrils of your hair. He pressed his forehead against yours, yearning to be closer to you and trying his best to hide the pain etched across his face. His nose brushed against yours as your lashes fluttered shut, and without saying a word, you knew. You knew everything he felt because you felt it too.

Your clutched onto fistfuls of his shirt, tugging him closer to you. His breath was so sweet, so him and your fingers itched to trace the lines of his face, but you couldn’t. You would not. He was not yours to touch. “Jungkook….” the whisper caught in your throat.

“Shhh…. I know.” He pressed his lips into your hair, a touch so soft you might not know it had been there.

You pulled back to look up at him, and something in him broke. Your usually starry doe eyes looked so….sad. Jungkook could handle his own torment at not being able to have you, but this? This he couldn’t stand. Against his better judgment, one of his hands reached out to cradle your face. He saw you tense under his touch- should he pull back? But then he saw you sink into him, cheek softly melting into his palm. He saw relief wash over your sweet face and the first smile he’s seen on you in forever tugged on the corners of your lips.

You reached up delicately to cover his fingers with yours. He took the moment to memorize your face, drinking in every detail until his gaze fell on your lips. God, you were so beautiful. And your mouth was so… pretty. The gentle dip of your Cupid’s bow. Your bottom lip so decadently full and soft. On its own accord, his other hand rose to your face and began tracing the curve of your mouth. You startled, wide eyes flashing up at him.

He willed himself to look up at you, to assure you everything was okay, that he had you and nothing would happen. That it was okay, that you could breathe. But he couldn’t bring himself to say any of it. He was too hypnotized by the way the rough pad of his thumb caught against the incredible softness of your lip. He completely missed the chaos of wonder and panic in your eyes.

You needed to tell him to stop. You needed him to stop to being so beautiful, to stop smelling so warm and intoxicating, to stop being so close. God, You couldn’t think when he was this close. You couldnt breathe when he did things like this. You felt your heartbeat quicken and rage inside your chest as you desperately tried to still it, to remind yourself why you couldn’t have this wonderful thing before you…. But you couldn’t remember.

All you could think of was Jungkook. The sweetness of his touch, and the hazy look in his eyes, and how badly you wanted him to never let go of you, and how close his lips were if you just- But no, oh Gosh, Taehyung. Taehyung would be so hurt by this. No. What were you thinking? No, no, no, this was all wrong. You had to stop… you had to -

“Kookie…” you gasped.

The alarm in your voice snapped him from his reverie, his big brown eyes flicking up to yours in concern. “Wha- I’m- so sorry.” He shook his head, trying to gather his bearings. His thick hair ruffling into his eyes, and His brows furrowing as he struggled to grasp what he’d almost done. You clasped both of his hands in yours and pulled them down from your face. You held them tenderly but with an urgency that jungkook was scared to acknowledge.

“We can’t… we can’t do this.” You pleaded for him to understand how important this was.

“I know. You’re right.” He tipped his head back toward the ceiling, pinching his eyes closed in concentration and remorse. You swallowed thickly at the sight of his beautiful throat. You’d give anything to be able to give in, just for a second, and kiss the arc of it. You tried your best to push the thought away, dropping his hands and taking half a step back as he continued. “God, you’re right. I’m so sorry. I’m right here. I just got… lost… for a second. It won’t happen again. It can’t.”

“No, it can’t, Kookie. I’m so sorry.” You couldn’t bring yourself to look up at him anymore. It hurt too much. Instead you occupied yourself with the way you were worrying your own hands. He put his hands on his hips, trying to find something else to do with them so he wouldn’t reach out for you again.

“Tae doesn’t deserve that. Geeze, this is such a mess. How did this even happen?” He raked a hand through his hair. You loved that messy dark hair. You loved the way he cared for his friend like he was his brother. You loved both men. And it destroyed you to think you were hurting either one of them.

“Me. That’s how this happened. I caused this mess.” You sniffled, hugging your elbows tight to your body. “I ruined everything.”

Any part of jungkooks heart that hadn’t shattered up to this point, cracked at the pain in your voice. You were so innocent in all this. You had never asked for any of this, but here you were blaming yourself. How could either of you have ever known what was coming? Jungkook drew in a measured breath as he closed his eyes and remembered the day that everything in his world had changed...forever.

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