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As a fan of Tokyo Ghoul and ofc Hoseok. I am here for this and patiently waiting
Ghoul in the Box || J.HS teaser
It will be released on April
Pairing: Ghoul SS+ Hoseok x Human Reader
Summary: Seoul has been invaded in recent years by ghouls, demons with humanoid features that feed on human flesh. The CCG has introduced a curfew for human citizens to avoid losing their skin. What happens when a girl finds herself in an underground pub in the wrong place at the wrong time?
Genre: Horror
Warnings: Gore, Ghoul eating human flesh, Massacre, Yandere Themes, Explicit stuff, Stalking, Smut (Dub-con?)
Rating: 18+ PLEASE MINORS DON'T INTERACT
Notes:
Do not read this fic if you are weak of stomach or easily impressionable.
This is a fic inspired by the Tokyo Ghoul anime.
I donât own J-hope or BTS
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ghoul. â (consign)
[SIXTH INSTALMENT OF GHOUL SERIES : CONSIGN]
"Kiss your clean record goodbye." Provocation or prediction.
or
S2 squad went to the 13th ward for a Wipe Out Operation but didn't expect to encounter an Owl in the midst of the operation.
pairing. jungkook x reader, hoseok x reader, jin x reader (ft. myg & pjm)
rating. M
genre. tokyo ghoul au, soulmate au, gore, violence, mass attack
disclaimer. this story is a work of fiction. descriptions of the BTS members in this story does not reflect nor portray them in real life. everything in this story only fits in imagination and does not apply outside of imagination.
warning. lots of bloodshed (mostly spilled from the ghouls :/), depiction of people (doves) getting killed ruthlessly by the Owl and killing methodology was described.
word count. 5k+
lexicon & profiles . masterpost . masterlist . navigation
note from winter đ
sorry for the long disappearance </3 but er hey, a brand new banner for ghoul!! beta read by loyal beta reader @zyphqr <3 this is just a short one maybe can be counted as a filler chapter too, but it will make do. hope you guys enjoy this <33 and u lots might not notice, but i kind of changed my writing style a bit? I think consign has got to be the most elaborated fic I've ever written cause those detailed words? idk how my brain came up with that but I'm proud of this one
đ what is winter listening to? in sequence; D-DAY, Interlude: Dawn, HUH?!, AMYGDALA. (All by Agust-D)
đ if you want to know more about this au, you can refer to lexicon & profiles. any other questions you can refer to me !!
dedication. a gift to all of my readers.
The urban avenue of Seoul tonight was oddly still, with only sporadic leaf rustling in the soft breeze breaking the silence. The streetlights emitted a pale light illuminating the desolate pathway and generating a creepy ambience that felt unsettling. The towering edifices on both sides of the street looked imposing and austere, with dark windows and walls stained by the wear of time. In Seoul, quiet streets like this one often serve as a warning sign, hinting at the stillness that precedes a night of horror and violence.
This only served as a warning that hazards could present in any situation, even in the calmest and most tranquil circumstances.
The only sounds that interrupted the quietness were the faraway noise of cars and the faint footstepsâ echoes. A stray feline would occasionally scuttle across the street, eyes gleaming, barely visible in the low light. Despite the peacefulness of the evening, the streetâs stillness felt unusual and peculiar. A strong odour of rot and other, more ominous scents, detectable only by those with heightened senses, hung heavily in the air. An enduring sensation of peril seemed to permeate the surroundings, giving the impression of being under surveillance by something lurking in the shadows. The silence was broken by the occasional sound of shattering glass or the screech of metal against metal. A car alarm would blare for a few moments before falling silent once more.
These sounds, too, added to the unease that hung in the air, hinting at the possibility of danger lurking in the darkness.
For those who knew of the existence of ghouls, quiet streets would be even more unsettling. People would be acutely aware that a ghoul could lurk somewhere in the shadows, watching, waiting for its next victim. The silence of the street, combined with the faint scent of blood in the air, would make them feel like they were walking on thin ice, with danger lurking around every corner.
The 13th ward, Seochu-gu.
The pale moonlight bathed the ward where ghouls were recently reported to be lurking in the shadows. The usually bustling streets were now empty, only to be filled in by a large group of doves - some dressed in formal KCCG attire while others were heavily armed. Operating vehicles and drones were also present, adding to the sense of preparation and anticipation in the air. As Jung Hoseok, the Chief Director of Division II, approached, the sound of footsteps echoed through the night, accompanied by the presence of bureaus.
âAlright, good evening, doves,â Hoseok spoke, his voice firm and commanding. âI, Jung Hoseok, Chief Director of Division II, will be leading todayâs Wipe Out Operation that is to be conducted here in the 13th ward.â
You and another four supreme investigators stood at attention, listening to Hoseokâs every word. âOperating squad involved in this operation will only be the Supreme Squad S2 and 75 Bureaus. Other than S2 and Bureau Investigators are required to leave the scene. Failed to do so and get caught by S2 squad members, the bureaus, or me, will receive disciplinary action.â Everyone present at the scene nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. Hoseok continued, âCommencing roll call on S2 squad. Please present your weapon.â
Each member stood tall and proud, eyes scanning the surrounding area for any signs of danger. The atmosphere was tense, and they knew they were about to embark on a dangerous mission. Finally, Hoseok began calling out names; each member stepped forward to present their weapon.
âPresent as always.â A soulful voice spoke with confidence.
The roll call started with Jeon Jungkook, the Branch Director of 2nd Ward, as he confidently presented his weapon, the Angel Beat, an SS-rated Ukaku type known for its incredible speed and accuracy. Min Yoongi stepped forward with a bored, unbothered expression and presented his weapon, the 13âs Jason, a Rinkaku type rated S+. 13âs Jason was one of the most potent weapons in their arsenal, and Min Yoongi knew how to use it to devastating effect.
As the roll call continued, Park Jimin, another Special Class member, stepped forward proudly with his charming smile, âNever not present,â and presented his weapon, the IXA, a Koukaku type that was rated S+.
Kim Seokjin, your fellow Associate Special Class, followed suit, responded upon his name being called and presented his weapon, the Narukami, an S+-rated Ukaku type known for its incredible range and power.
Finally, your name was called out. Your grip tightened on your quinque as you presented your weapon, the Aus, a Rinkaku-type rated S+. The Aus was a fearsome weapon known for its speed and agility, and you had spent countless hours training with it to hone your skills. As the roll call came to a close, you stood steady, weapon at the ready.
Hoseok looked around at his team, impressed by their impressive arsenal. âTotal of five members. Weapon rating from SS to S+.â
He then briefed the investigators on the operation. âThis operation aims to cleanse the 13th ward off ghouls. It was brought to our attention that quite a number of ghouls have been roaming in this ward. Expect every worst possibility as the data collected by the bureaus have shown that several S+ rated ghouls are hiding in this ward.â
âMovement will be in personal formation with 15 Bureaus as back-ups. I will be assisting each one of you through the earpiece and monitoring through the drones.â
The investigators nodded, preparing themselves for the dangerous mission ahead. Hoseok gave them a nod of approval. âDoves, fight with your all. Best of luck,â he said before giving the signal.
âOperation commences.â
With a nod from your leader, the five of you set out into the dark night, ready to fight for justice and protect the citizens of the 13th ward from the threat of ghouls. You moved out, determined to eliminate the ghouls that lurked in the darkness. As all of you moved through the eerie streets of the 13th ward, the tension in the air was felt by everyone. The sound of footsteps echoed loudly as if warning any lurking ghouls of the dovesâ presence. Jungkook took point, his Angel Beat quinque ready in his grip. He scanned the area, searching for any signs of movement.
âClear,â he informed Hoseok, his voice crackling through your earpiece too.
As Jungkook ventured to his chosen route, the rest of the team moved forward, staying in formation before breaking into personal formation. Your squad moved deeper into the ward, searching every nook and cranny for any sign of ghoul activity. The tension was palpable, as all of you knew that any misstep could mean certain death or injury.
To describe Wipe-Out Operation with one word would be unpredictable. This operation was assigned to the Supreme Squad for a reason. Given the unpredictability, KCCG only sent out Associates Special Class and above to prevent any unwarranted damages, and it was usually conducted and supervised by Division Chief Director, Hoseok or Namjoon, according to the wards involved. KCCG strictly prohibited any ranks lower than Associate Special and Special from participating in the operation, no matter how great and exceptional oneâs skills were.
It was the experience that counted, at least according to the KCCGâs higher-ups.
âRemaining doves, split into pairs,â Hoseok commanded. âThe headquarters sent a newly found vision radar of the 13th ward, and the Rc levels are increasing. Jungkook, be informed. I will send out more bureaus to your side.â
âVery well.â His voice echoed in your earpiece following Hoseok.
âBureaus, load your Q-bullets,â he ordered, stern and commanding.
The bureaus sprang into action, their movements quick and efficient. They reached for their bullet cases, deftly loading their Q-bullets into their quinques. The sound of the bullets clicking into place was the only noise in the silent night as they prepared themselves for the upcoming operation. They stood in line as they finished loading, waiting for the following order. Each one was ready for whatever lay ahead, their minds focused and their hearts beating with anticipation.
âWeapons are to be fired upon the orders of your respective formation leaders,â Hoseok instructed one last time before going off the communication system.
Suddenly, Yoongi urged you to follow him, âLetâs go (Y/N).â
Noticing the confusion on Jiminâs face, he clarified the situation by pointing out that it wouldnât be a good idea to form a team with two associates and two special classes.
âIn that case, you can take Jin,â Jimin countered, crossing his arms.
Yoongi scoffed, âDamn. Did I miss a notice stating that (Y/N) is your partner again?â He then grabbed your wrist and pulled you towards the other side of the ward, leaving Jimin fuming with anger and Jin puzzled.
As you and Yoongi turned to a corner, a loud noise erupted. The two of you stopped any movements, weapons raised as a reflex. You knew better than to speak out loud, so you waited with bated breath. Suddenly, a figure leapt out from the shadows.
It was a ghoul.
Its Kagune gleamed in the dim light and moved at a thunder-like speed, but before the ghoul could even reach the two of you, Yoongi had already unsheathed his jagged quinque. His quinque sliced through the air with deadly accuracy as he pivoted on his heel and swung, slicing through its kagune. The ghoul stumbled backwards, blood gushing from the wound on its side. Yoongi didnât give it a chance to recover, though. He pressed forward, striking blow after blow with his quinque.
The ghoul crumpled to the ground with a loud thud, lifeless.
You stood back, watching as Yoongi wrenched the blood off his weapon and rested it on his shoulder. You werenât oblivious to the fact that Yoongi was the most ruthless, quick-witted investigator ever to be born in KCCG. But at that moment, you wished he was anything but those. The ghoul you and Yoongi had encountered was a lone male ghoul. But it wasnât that fact that made you hesitant.
He looked terrified. Eyes wide with fear.
It wasnât the fear of being found by doves.
The fear in his eyes was present even before the pair of you arrived. He was about to say something before Yoongi killed him. You didnât miss the tremble of his lips. âHe was trying to tell something.â You approached the dead body.
Yoongi crouched down beside you and examined the ghoulâs face. âIt doesnât matter now.â
You frowned; you couldnât shake the feeling that you might have missed something important. You scanned the area to see if there were other ghouls nearby, but there werenât any. You and Yoongi moved forward cautiously. The streets of the 13th ward were silent. The moon shone down the deserted road, casting an eerie glow on the surroundings. As you and your partner walked further into the area, Yoongi suddenly stopped in his tracks, causing you to do the same.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the distance, approaching you rapidly.
Yoongi swung his quinque, ready for use, a menacing look on his face. You followed suit, grip on your weapon tightening. The footsteps grew closer, and you could see the silhouette of three figures approaching your direction with crazed expressions on their faces, ready to attack.
Without hesitation, Yoongi charged forward, striking one of the ghouls with a swift blow from his quinque. They clashed back and forth, Yoongi using his agility to dodge the ghoulâs attacks and strike back with his 13âs Jason. Each time he landed a hit, the ghoul would let out a pained growl, but it only seemed to make it more aggressive.
But it made Yoongi scoff.
He found it funny how the ghoul tried to act mighty and strong when he could easily detach the head from the neck with bare hands. Yoongi fought the creature with a clear stance and graceful movements as if he was performing a dance.
A deadly dance.
He was, after all, a killing machine masking as a delicate doll.
The remaining two turned their attention to you. The male ghoul was massive, towering over you with impressive height and a menacing expression. His kagune, a long tentacle-like appendage, whipped through the air as it prepared to attack. He lunged forward, forming his kagune into a claw; he aimed at your chest. But you quickly dodged the attack, stepping to the side and bringing your Aus up in a defensive stance. He snarled and attacked again.
Yoongi launched a powerful attack with his kagune, slicing through the ghoulâs torso and causing him to fall to the ground with a thud. He dragged his quinque painfully slow through the ghoulâs body as more blood flowed out. He lazily turned his head toward your direction. You were fighting two ghouls, but he didnât have any intention of helping you, so he continued playing with the dead body.
You can handle themâŚ
Probably, he shrugged.
With a swift movement of your wrist, you sliced through the ghoulâs arm, causing him to screech in pain and recoil. The second one finally jumped into the fight. She was relentless, her kagune striking out again and again, but you were unyielding, dodging, blocking, and attacking with unflinching determination. She charged at you upon seeing her friend being taken down, but again, you instinctively dodged to the side, swinging your quinque in a wide arc. She was fast, but you were quicker as you blocked and deflected her attacks while landing blows of your own. Your weapon finally made heavy contact with the ghoulâs flesh, spraying a shower of blood into the air. She howled in pain, but you couldnât feel any sympathy; instead, you could feel a rush of adrenaline.
Suddenly, the injured male lunged forward with lightning speed, his kagune striking at you with deadly force. You looked at him with a condescending smirk, âA strong one, arenât you?â
It was almost psychotic how your tone sounded because nothing couldâve prepared your opponents for your sudden move. Your quinque pierced through the ghoulâs flesh in a blink of an eye, and he let out a final howl before collapsing to the ground, dead.
It took the female one off guard, but you didnât give her time to recover as you jumped over her head and delivered a powerful kick to its back. She was sent flying with great force; probably broke a few bones and damaged some areas of skin. You looked down at her spasming figure with malice and plunged your Aus into her back, ending her life immediately.
The bureaus under your command had shocking looks on their faces. They exchanged glances with each other as if realising that you were not to be underestimated. Of course, they had always heard the praises that fell from the lips of the higher-ups that you were a skilled investigator, but seeing you in action was entirely another thing.
âNew recruits?â Yoongiâs voice was calm and collected, betraying no hint of emotion as he finished off the ghoul he was handling just now.
He did detach the head from the neck.
The bureausâ complexion paled, every colour drained at the horrendous sight before them.
âRight, I forgot bureaus donât kill all the time,â because it was clear that killing ghouls was just another day in the life of a KCCG investigator.
Suddenly, a shiver ran down your spine as you caught a glimpse of a figure moving in the corner of your eye. It has to be a mistake. A low growl echoed through the hallway, causing the team to freeze. They knew that sound all too well - it was the sound of a ghoul.
Not just an ordinary ghoul.
âItâs the Owl.â
Yoongiâs voice was the last thing you heard before the explosive sound of the Owl crashing on the ground, announcing its presence and causing debris to rain down on everyone. The heavy feelings that have been crawling on your back. The first ghoul you had encountered, the terror and fear in his eyes.
The three ghouls that were killed.
They died in the hands of doves instead of the Owl.
It was unintentional that they encountered us.
They were running away from the grim reaper but still stumbled on deathâs door.
âTake cover!â You commanded the bureaus, grabbing the nearest to you by the arm and pulling them towards the most immediate cover. You and Yoongi were split as he jumped toward the right side. You positioned yourself in front of the female bureau you had pulled with you, shielding her from any potential danger.
The Owl planned all of this. None of these were coincidences.
Reaching for your ear device, you contacted Hoseok, âEmergency code red-O, triple S; Yong. Location, Northââ
âBureaus, fire!â
Upon Yoongiâs command, the bureaus opened fire on the Owl. The air was filled with the sound of gunfire and the whistling of projectiles. But the bullets seemed to have no effect on it. The Owl grew even more enraged and began to thrash about wildly. Its tentacles flailed out in every direction, knocking over walls and sending debris flying through the air.
What the fuck?
Why is he provoking Yong?!
Owls were immune to Q-bullets; sometimes, even quinque does no damage. He should know that.
âFall back!â You shouted through the chaos, but your command fell on deaf ears. The sound of the continuous firing prevented your voice from reaching your comrades. You scrambled to dodge the tentacles and find another safe cover. You could feel the ground shaking beneath you as Owl continued to wreak havoc on the ward. The dangerous creature let out a deafening screech. Its eyes glowed red as it turned its attention toward the bureaus. It flapped its kagune and leapt into the air, swooping down towards them with incredible speed. The armed investigators scattered desperately, trying to avoid the creatureâs deadly tentacles.
âInvestigator Min, we need toââ
Yong pounced on a group of bureaus, slashing and tearing with its razor-sharp appendages. They screamed in terror as the beastâs relentless assault tore them apart. Some were still shooting and firing in hopes of distracting or even injuring â just a minor wound on the Owl, but despite their best efforts, the attacks seemed only to enrage the Owl further. It seemed almost invincible, unstoppable in its rage. Its attacks became increasingly ferocious, and the investigators found themselves quickly losing ground.
You turned to your partner in terror, hoping he would just look you in the eyes and bellow a command. âMin Yoongi â !â Except he was not in his spot.
The Owl turned around just in time to block your superiorâs attack with its own kagune. It countered with a devastating strike that nearly took Yoongi off his feet.
âYoongi, Hoseok is on the way. We need to retreat first!â You tried to reach him again while trying to gather the bureaus. The situation was already chaos at its finest; Yoongi definitely didnât need to add up to it.
With a violent swing of his 13âs Jason, Yoongi charged forward once more, his quinque gleaming in the dim light of the ward. The two engaged in an intense battle, their weapons clashing with each other in a violent symphony. He lunged at the Owl, his quinque slashing through the air toward the ghoulâs head. But no matter how skilled Yoongi was, Owl was no easy opponent, and it had yet to unleash its full power.
Yoongi was not Namjoon.
Not even Hoseok.
Skills unmatched.
Yongâs eyes glowed with malice. Sidestepping the attack, it launched itself towards Yoongi; massive kagune extended, robust scale-red slashed through the air and to his abdomen. Yoongi stumbled back as blood seeped through his shirt.
He cursed under his breath, looking down at his open wound. His stamina was decreasing significantly from all those attacks and defences. But his body had long entered survival mode; he was far from exhausted. The Owl that stood in front of him, he knew very well.
The same Owl that caused a riot and havoc back in his hometown.
The very same Owl that became the reason why he was in KCCG instead of living happily with his family.
The one and only Owl that was responsible for his first ever traumatic event.
The fucking Owl thatâ
âYoongi, dodge!â You slammed your body toward Yoongi without thinking twice the moment you saw his eyes go blank. Youâve seen that Yoongi way too many times. The Yoongi that would be deep in thought and stare into nothingness when you passed by his office. The only moment where he would show vulnerability unconsciously, and you knew how much he hated itâ because you hated it tooâ but that always happened in the KCCG building and never, ever during a mission.
The collision between your body and Yoongiâs was extremely powerful that it sent him flying to the other side, to a safer side. His eyes finally met yours as his train of thought was interrupted. The worried expression on his face was the first you ever saw in your time working with him as he screamed your name with great desperation. You could swear you saw his eyes turn glossy before you were sent flying.
You pushed him just in time but were a second late to dodge the Owlâs full-force attack. Your Aus managed only to cover your torso as the Owlâs movement was too quick for your reflex. Your whole body met with the Owlâs heavy blow.
Since when does getting hit by your own quinque hurt like bitch? âS-shitâŚâ
Your body was numb.
Hey, at least youâre not feeling pain.
Better than feeling the pain like someone was taking away your soul.
âOh, my lady,â A voice reached your ears, although it was very faint due to the impact your body had experienced. You knew whose voice it was. âDo you recognise me?â
It was Hoseok.
You blinked twice as a yes.
âGood girl.â Weirdly you could feel his gentle stroke on your hair. His warmth reached your cold, numbing body. You wanted to close your eyes. âI need you to stay with us until you reach the hospital. Can you do that for me?â
You were tired. You didnât think you could comply with this order.
âI know youâre tired and hurt, (Y/N), but I need you to just stay conscious. Jin will keep you company. I will take over everything from here. Take a rest, but please stay alive.â
The next thing you know, Jin was already on your side with a worried expression. â(Y/N), hang on there. The ambulance is on the way.â He stroked your hair with his rough, calloused hand â probably due to handling those heavy killing weapons. Your hands were no different. In fact, all ghoul investigators were bound to roughen their hands.
With the quinques.
And with blood.
Oh, are you regretting your decision, (Y/N)?
Never.
âStay with us, (Y/N),â you heard Jungkookâs voice. Quinque was thrown to the side as he kneeled next to you. You swore his force couldâve injured his knees, but he didnât seem to care at all by the looks of it. His eyes were only on you. Pupils dilated in fear. Hands and lips trembled as he spoke. âIt mustâve hurt a lot, Sakura.â
Sakura.
âYeah,â you said with minimal energy. âIt hurts a lot, Koo.â
Jimin arrived last at the scene. He was out of breath from the sprinting he did when he received Hoseokâs assembly order. His eyes first landed on your half-alive body before the sight of the hideous monster caught his eyes.
Yoongi and (Y/N) couldnât be that stupid to try and take the Owl down.
One was a half-ghoul, and another one was pure human.
âOh, Yong Owl,â Hoseok had left your side, hands stuffed in his pockets and walked towards Yoongi, ordering the other fellow Supreme Squad members to follow him with bureaus at the ready. âItâs been a while, donât you think?â
Yong Owl.
That name caught Jiminâs attention. When Hoseok commanded him to come here, he wasnât informed which Owl was at the scene; only his rate was told. Jimin pushed back his hair from his forehead. He so badly wanted to burst into a loud laugh. He let his hand stay on his face longer but couldnât contain the vicious smirk tugging on his lips at the realisation. Of course, it wasnât you that could be so stupid in this situation.
You were the result of Yoongiâs stupidity.
Yong wasnât some random Owl. Of course, he wasnât, even for KCCG. But Yong was especially not some random Owl for Yoongi.
Jungkook hesitated to walk away from you but got on his feet and stood next to Jin with a concerned face for a few seconds. You were, after all, a Jeon. He couldnât bear to see his family in pain and let the assaulter run away. He was torn between staying by your side or taking down Yong Owl. Jimin slung his hand on Jungkookâs shoulder, pulling the younger with him heading towards the Owl.
Yong was the murderer of Yoongiâs family.
âWeâll be right back, (Y/N),â Jimin sent you a wink. A smirk followed shortly after as he continued. âAfter this, no more danger you canât take on will come your way.â
Silly Yoongi, but thank you for the opportunity, soulmate.
âDidnât expect to see me?â Hoseok smiled. âI know you wish to have encountered Namjoon instead because he always lets you go unscathed, worried for his teammates.â
Yong took a step back as the Chief Director took a step forward. Hoseok was known for his ruthlessness, and that fact was well-learned even for ghouls, even for Owls. While he seemed like the most gentle and caring person, the fact was that he was still a ghoul investigator. His motto in KCCG was to kill with passion. He has worked for KCCG for the longest among everyone. His entire bloodline was born only to serve KCCG for the betterment of the world.
Most Owls have their own hideouts that were undetectable by KCCG; hence it was unlikely for Owls to bump into the doves. Moreover, Owls always stayed lowkey.
âBut things work differently for me. You bark, I bite.â
A bureau walked towards Hoseok to hand him a quinque suitcase. Jimin whistled at the sight. He knew what was in that. Heck, it even looked different than any other quinque suitcase.
It was the legendary quinque.
It was the quinque imported from CCG, Japan. Previously wielded by Kishou Arima, the legendary ghoul investigator before he died, since then, the quinque has been stored in CCGâs top secret room. It was only recently an evaluation was done to hand over the quinque to worthy hands and make use of it. Hoseok was invited to take part in the evaluation and easily scored the highest. The quinque was named Owl, created from a kakuhou torn out of the Non-Killing Owl during the battle against Arima. Crafted with precision and designed for devastating efficiency, it possessed an air of elegance despite its deadly purpose. It was the only known SSS-rated quinque and the only one known to be created from a living ghoul.Â
âUnlucky for you; you hurt my favourite person.â Hoseok shook his head in disappointment as he was just scolding a child for his wrongdoing. He activated the suitcase, and immediately, it transformed into the Owl.
The Owl quinque was a masterpiece of engineering, combining intricate craftsmanship with advanced technology. Its appearance was both captivating and haunting, resembling a pair of oversized metallic wings. The wings were adorned with intricate patterns and etchings, reflecting the meticulous attention to detail put into its creation. The surface of the quinque gleamed with a metallic sheen, hinting at its superior strength and durability. The blade of the quinque was razor-sharp, capable of easily slicing through flesh and exoskeleton. Its edges were finely honed and meticulously maintained, ensuring maximum combat-cutting efficiency.
But it was not just its physical attributes that made the Owl quinque so formidable. Within its core lay a unique and deadly mechanism. With a simple flick of a switch, the quinque would unleash its true power. The wings would unfold, revealing hidden compartments and mechanisms, each serving a specific purpose in enhancing combat capabilities. The Owl quinque was known for its incredible speed and agility. It allowed its wielder to move with astonishing swiftness, striking down enemies in a flurry of precise and lethal attacks. Its versatility was unmatched, enabling the wielder to seamlessly transition between offensive and defensive maneuvers, easily adapting to any situation.
Moreover, the quinque possessed a unique ability to absorb and manipulate the kagune, the potent weapon of the ghouls. It could absorb the kaguneâs energy and redirect it with devastating force, turning the enemyâs own power against them. This ability allowed the wielder to effectively counter even the most formidable opponents, turning their strength into their downfall.
The sheer power and elegance of the Owl quinque made it a symbol of Arimaâs skill and prowess as a CCG investigator. Its reputation preceded it, striking fear into the hearts of ghouls and admiration in the minds of fellow investigators.
It was a weapon of legend, capable of rewriting the course of battles and leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.
Weapon at ready, Hoseok began again, âI donât want your death.â
In the hands of Arima, the Owl quinque became an extension of his own being. It embodied his relentless determination and unwavering resolve in the face of darkness. With each swing and strike, he delivered justice with chilling precision, carving a path through the ghouls that dared to challenge him, and it was about to be the same for Hoseok.
The legend of the Owl quinque would be relived in his hands.
âYour scream when I extract fragments of you in Cochlea sounds more satisfying.â
And he would start by painting the blood of Yong on the quinque.
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The Sixth Ward
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/GqiRjFy by plutothewriter When Seonghwa struggles with his identity as a half-ghoul; It doesn't help that he was raised by a CCG Official who killed ghouls for a living but said official soon met his own fate with death. Soon Seonghwa is almost kidnapped to have tests ran on him, Thankfully, Seonghwa has the strength to run away to a different ward to hide out yet, he went to one of the most ghoul populated wards in Harlem, NY. Or when Seonghwa is running away from someone and he stumbles upon a bar in the 6th ward, which is owned by a ghoul named Hongjoong who is planning to take down the CCG and also wants nothing more than for half-breed ghouls to all perish off the face of the earth. coming soon. Words: 2301, Chapters: 1/15, Language: English Fandoms: ATEEZ (Band) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen Characters: Kim Hongjoong, Park Seonghwa, Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Kang Yeosang, Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Choi San (ATEEZ) Relationships: Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa, Choi San/Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Jeong Yunho/Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Choi San/Jung Wooyoung/Kang Yeosang, Choi Jongho/Kang Yeosang, Choi Jongho/Choi San/Jeong Yunho/Jung Wooyoung/Kang Yeosang/Kim Hongjoong/Park Seonghwa/Song Mingi, Jeon Jungkook/Jung Hoseok/Kim Namjoon/Kim Seokjin/Kim Taehyung/Min Yoongi/Park Jimin Additional Tags: Ghoul | Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Ghoul | Jung Wooyoung (ATEEZ), Ghoul | Kim Hongjoong (ATEEZ), Ghoul | Choi San (ATEEZ), Bar Owner Kim Hongjoong (ATEEZ), Ghoul | Choi Jongho (ATEEZ), Half-Ghoul | Park Seonghwa (ATEEZ), Ghoul | Kang Yeosang (ATEEZ), Ghoul | Song Mingi (ATEEZ), Prejudice, Death, Blood and Gore, Mentioned Bangtan Boys | BTS Member(s), Ghoul Park Jimin (BTS), Ghoul Jeon Jungkook, Ghoul Kim Taehyung ︹ V, Ghoul Kim Seokjin | Jin, Ghoul Kim Namjoon | RM, Ghoul Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Ghoul Min Yoongi | Suga, Mean Kim Hongjoong, Jung Wooyoung is Bad at Feelings (ATEEZ), Inspired by Tokyo Ghoul, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Misunderstandings, San tries to kill Seonghwa a couple times, Seonghwa lashes out at San those couple of times, Protective Jeong Yunho (ATEEZ), Denial of Feelings, CCG - Freeform, BTS are highly protective of Seonghwa, Cannibalism, Angst, Ghoul Cannibalism (Tokyo Ghoul), Bartender Choi San (ATEEZ), Bartender Min Yoongi | Suga, Ateez are Korean-American, Seo Changbin is a Good Friend, no beta we die like rengoku, Identity Issues read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/GqiRjFy
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â â: kim seokjin áľ â°
Golden Boy (m) Âť @kpopfanfictrash
â° pornstar!seokjin
â° synopsis: The golden boy of the porn industry, prettier than half his female co-stars. Will sue if you pull his hair. Always bothering his neighbors with pizza delivery.
â⥠The Obsidian Pearl (m) (tw dc) Âť @angelicyoongie
â° merman au, yandere!seokjin
â° synopsis: Sailing through The Dead Manâs Passage is a death sentence and the whole crew knows it. But with the shipâs stocks dwindling fast, your captain is left with no other choice. When a haunting melody makes the crew jump ship one by one, you find yourself alone with the demon lurking in the murky red water. As the creature beckons you to jump into the icy ocean â âcome to me, petâ â you find that you canât do anything but obey.
XS (dc) Âť @pynkgothicka
â° nope!au, jupe!jin, dark/yandere!jin
â° synopsis: You and your friend visit a new attraction called Jupiter's Claim, and a grown up child actor begins to fall for you.
â â: min yoongi áľ â°
The Mark of Yun-Ki (m) Âť @ladyartemesia
â° royal au, hybrid!yoongi
â° synopsis: For a thousand years the tiger god Yun-Ki has marked the heirs of the Min Empire and thus only a marked heir can inherit the throne. When the beautiful daughter of the Min Emperorâs loyal warlord rescues a mysterious tiger hybrid from the imperial prison, she unleashes a secret that the throne would kill to protect. The young emperor claims to be the chosen heir⌠but who really bears the Mark of Yun-Ki?
â⥠Beloved (m) Âť @bang-tan-bitches
â° yandere, royal au, so good
â° synopsis: Court was just a game of politics after all. And you intended to win.
Late Bloomer (m) Âť @tayegi
â° a/b/o, heat cycles
â° synopsis: You were, what they called, a late bloomer. You didn't get your period until you were nearly seventeen-years-old and when all of your classmates were talking about boys and smoking weed after school, you were playing neopets in the back of the classroom. When your first heat suddenly hits in the middle of a ski trip, youâre forced to seek out the only other wolf in a 50 mile radius: your brothers best friend, Min Yoongi.
â⥠Dig Deep (m) Âť @johobi
â° alien au, yoongi has tentacles
â° synopsis: The night before your wedding to a man you couldnât find any more repugnant, you seek out the mercantile aid of an unscrupulous space pirate.Â
Fawn (m) (tw dc) Âť @silv3rswirls
â° yandere au, corruption, age-gap, coercion
â° synopsis: wide eyed, bushy tailed. the perfect little church girl parents can brag about. that is until youâre dragged into the waiting hands of min yoongi.
Lineage (m) (dc) Âť @kosmosguk
â° royalty au, duke!yoongi, princess!reader, dark/yandere!yoongi, angst
â° synopsis: When an engagement locks you, the 8th and forgotten princess, to the duke infamous for his cruelty, you find yourself counting the days until your inevitable death. Itâs terrifying to think of your end, but when you arrive at his territory, you realize thereâs a more morbid reason behind your marriage, and that the duke is much worse than the rumors have painted him out to be.
Fury of Their Scales Âť @kpopisthereasonihavenolife
â° dragon au, dragon!yoongi, human!reader, slow burn
â° synopsis: a world of dragons, demons, devils, gods and ghouls- humans were of small number. youâve lived on the outskirts of your human village in the woods ever since you could remember. living alone in a small cabin with nothing but woodland trees, ponds, lakes and animals was like a small paradise- with the occasional bump in the road. as someone whoâs studied and experimented with nature to make all sorts of concoctions- your home was ideal. it didnât matter that your village didnât like it or that they rejected your life of medicine. what did matter, however, was the dragon stuck in a trap not too far from your home that you just discovered.
â â: jung hoseok áľ â°
â⥠Hot Rod (m) Âť @kinktae
â° 1950s au, greaser!hoseok
â° synopsis: a 1950â˛s inspired fic where greaser hoseok canât keep his eyes, or hands, off the cute new waitress at his and his boysâ favorite diner.
Run Little Rabbit (m) Âť @readyplayerhobi
â° hybrid au, college au, a/b/o
â° synopsis: Jung Hoseok - the Alpha wolf of his pack and far out of your league. As a rabbit shifter who still jumps around predators, you fantasise about your dangerous crush from a safe distance, particularly as he doesnât like you. But what happens when he goes into heat and youâre the only one heâll accept?
â⥠Locks and Barriers (m) Âť @lemonjoonah
â° post apocalyptic au, language barrier, hoseok is such a sweetheart
â° synopsis: One of the most amazing experiences in your life soon descends into chaos. Your trip to Seoul becoming overshadowed by a cataclysmic event leaving you alone in a city that is not your own. Your only hope? To find the man who has sent out one last broadcast to the city in search of any survivors, but youâll have to overcome more than distance if you wish to become closer to him.
â⥠Solar Eclipse (m) (dc) Âť @deepdarkdelights
â° yandere/dark au, so so so fucking good man, i could talk about this fic for days, honestly any of their work is incredible
â° synopsis: This look on his face, although more genuine than anything else you had seen, was capable of sending your entire body into a panicked frenzy. Something in the back of your mind was telling you, no, begging you to run. The instincts that had been fostered in you from generations before were telling you this man was dangerous, and you were better off fleeing than sticking around to see what would happen.Â
â â: kim namjoon áľ â°
Castaways (m) Âť @rmnamjoons
â° ship wreck au, slow burn
â° synopsis: Youâve always hated the ocean. Open water terrifies you, and you stay as far away from it as possible for self-preservation and peace of mind. Despite this, your friend somehow convinces you to go on a luxury cruise with her, her boyfriend Hoseok, and Hoseokâs nerdy friend Namjoon, whoâs almost cute enough to distract you from your debilitating fears. When a sudden storm hits, however, you and Namjoon are swept overboard and find yourselves castaway on a desert island somewhere in the vast South Pacific.
â⥠Wired (dc) Âť @liveyun
â° yandere/dark au, android au, android!namjoon, scientist!reader, absolutely love this actually, everything
â° synopsis: Youâve spent years perfecting your first android. But as you power him on for the first time, something feels off. The sense of control you once had begins to slip, and suddenly, you realizeâhe may be is more than just a machine.
â â: park jimin áľ â°
â⥠Otherworldly (m) (dc) Âť @sinning-on-a-sunday
â° yandere/dark au, coraline au, classic amazing fic you need to read
Ⱐsynopsis: when you discover a tiny door in your home that leads to a much better version of your own life, it seems too good to be true. little do you know, the man posing as your boyfriend may be a lot more dangerous than you care to admit. and he is not intent on letting you leave.
Labour of Love (tw dc) Âť @yandere-society
â° yandere!jimin, unhealthy relationships, dc
â° synopsis: A love so sweet tastes just as sour. Jimin is unable to live without you.
Power Play (m) Âť @dovechim
â° pornstar!jimin
â° synopsis: You know him as the A lister of all porn stars; a man who sits pretty in his place at the top of the food chain. But you also know him as the Park Jimin who single handedly humiliated you and ruined your own career as a rookie just starting out, the epitome of the biggest dick in the entire industry⌠and youâre not talking about his assets. But when Park Jimin comes to you, saying heâs in a slump that only you can get him out of and begs you to sign an exclusive contract with him; things get messy⌠in more ways than one. Â
â â: kim taehyung áľ â°
Chism (m) Âť @kpopfanfictrash
â° fantasy au, god!taehyung, rings
â° synopsis: The entirety of your life, you have never fit in. A woman soldier. A passive power, wielded in the land of the bold. Despite this, you have followed your fatherâs advice and striven to blend into the crowd. You feel you have succeeded, until your Queen calls you before her with an arduous task. Guard the darkest cell in the lowest dungeon. Do not listen to what the prisoner has to say and above all else, keep your head. The old gods may be dead, but the humans are living.
Planning Ahead (m) Âť @dovechim
â° established relationship
â° synopsis: technology has reached its peak when taehyung gets notified of your ovulation dates through his phone. baby making sex is so much easier when all he has to do is convince you to let him put in just the tip, and rely on your hormones to do the rest. you call him a sly fox. taehyung thinks itâs just planning ahead.Â
Falling, Falling, Gone Âť @johobi
â° college au, soccer player!taehyung
â° synopsis: Taehyung. Captain of the soccer team. Master of your heart. You'll never tell him for fear of rejection. So why the fuck are you about to do it in front of dozens of his peers?
You Should See Me in a Crown (m) Âť @sinning-on-a-sunday
â° royal au, yandere!prince!taehyung, dc
â° synopsis: youâve been a servant to the Kim family for years, but when Taehyung becomes king, he starts to show an interest in you, and it doesnât take long for him to claim you as his.Â
â⥠Isnât That What Brothers Do? (m) Âť @aris-ink
â° step brother au, just the tip, top 5 ffs of all time
â° synopsis: Taehyung helps you clean up after a party just like brothers should do.
Instinct (m) (tw dc) Âť @deepdarkdelights
â° hybrid au, yandere!taehyung, beautiful take on hybrids
â° synopsis: He was huddled in the middle of the road, his arms wrapped around himself as he remained crouched on the wet pavement. But you knew he was looking at you. His golden eyes were glowing back at you, like a predator glaring at you from the depths of the jungle. There was something inside you that knew that he was dangerous, an echo of intuition from thousands of years before you. But you were a modern human, you were good at ignoring your instincts.
â â: jeon jungkook áľ â°
Liars and Fire (m) Âť @kpopfanfictrash
â° ex husband!jungkook
â° synopsis: Itâs been nearly a year since your divorce was finalized. Why, then, do you still find yourself falling into bed with your ex?
Over the Edge (m) Âť @kpopfanfictrash
â° hockey player!jungkook
â° synopsis: so, youâre dating. everything is dandy, the sex is knocking your socks off, but what happens when you get in the First Real Fight?Â
Quarter Quell Âť @laughing-with-god
â° hunger games au, yandere!jungkook
â° synopsis: Every 25 years there is a Quarter Quell edition of the Hunger Games. Quells mark the anniversaries of the districts' defeat by the Capitol, and include special celebrations. The Games involves some sort of twist that makes them even more disastrous or difficult to compete in, or watch.
â⥠Close (m) (tw dc) Âť @aft3rhrs
â° step-brother au, yandere!jungkook, so. so good.
â° synopsis: You and your step-brother have always been so close.
â⥠The Crimson Shell (m) (tw dc) Âť @angelicyoongie
â° merman au, yandere!jungkook, oviposition
â° synopsis: you had always found comfort in being at the beach, often spending hours just watching the waves lap against the shore. but unbeknowst to you â something had been watching you back.
Espresso (m) Âť @joonberriess
â° boxer!jk, popstar!reader, romcom
â° synopsis: A rowdy boxer and the pretty it-girl he bagged by being him. Jungkook's doing anything to prove he's serious, even if it means making a fool outta himself.
Idealizations Concerning Real Life Relations (m) Âť @venusiangguk
â° fwb, s2l, smut, angst, no happy ending, actually made me cry it was so good
â° synopsis: Jungkook loves to be loved, but he doesn't love in return.
â â: poly áľ â°
Fortuna (m) Âť @readyplayerhobi
â° pairing: Yoongi x Reader, Hoseok x Reader, Jimin x Reader
â° future au, breeding kink
â° synopsis: 300 years ago, half the worldâs population died when the experimental Fortuna virus escaped. The remaining male population has been rendered infertile with one loophole that has meant polyamorous relationships have become the norm.
â⥠Between Two Sinners (m) (tw dc) Âť loquaciouslo
â° pairing: Yoongi x Reader, Jimin x Reader, eventual Taehyung x Reader
â° church au, priests son!yoongi, very dark content
â° synopsis: In which you find yourself praying against your growing desires for the pastor's son - and his best friend - only to find it in the most faithless of places. When devils are sweet and their faces come in sets of two, what are you supposed to do? Will you resist? Or succumb to temptation?
Entangled (m) Âť @caelesjjk
â° pairing: Taehyung x Reader, Jungkook x Reader
â° superhero!au, spiderman!jungkook, venom!taehyung
â° synopsis: is it possible for your heart to belong to two different people with two different secrets that you need to keep?
Sleeping (m) (tw dc) Âť @aris-ink
â° pairing: maknae line x reader
â° somnophilia, sharing is caring <3
â° synopsis: the maknae line has been using you while you sleep.
â⥠Animal Farm (m) (tw dc) Âť @joonberriess
â° pairing: taehyung x reader, jungkook x reader
â° post apocalyptic au, dark au, my comfort fic fr <\3
â° synopsis: the world as you once knew it is in shambles, society is gone and those who remain fight for survival in the remaining days. you end up caught in the fire, targeted by two depraved hunters who believe youâd make a good pet. âis it a farm or is it society?â
Trouvaille (m) Âť @spookyserenades
â° pairing: ot7 x reader
â° hybrid au, supernatural/occult themes, slowwwburn, a classic <3
â° synopsis: In a world where hybrids are both the hottest commodity and largely exploited, a recent shortage of hybrids nationwide due to the wealthy adopting for sport hunting dominates the news headlines. More than ever, stray hybrids are whisked off the streets and taken into shelters to meet the demand. Mistreated, neglected, forgotten â in a notoriously disreputable hybrid shelter in a pocket of downtown Boston, seven âaggressiveâ hybrids await their inevitable fate of being sold for sport.
Scream (dc) Âť @devotedfem
â° pairing: maknae line x reader
â° dark/yandere au, serial killer au
â° synopsis: It's late and you're watching horror movies. But someone's calling you, a weirdo asking you questions about classic horror films. Nothing was wrong until he started to threat you, and when you hang up the phone you realized there's murderers wearing ghostface masks in your house.
â â: Other áľ â°
Jeju Shore (m) Âť @here2bbtstrash @gimmethatagustd @sailoryooons
â° one-shot pairings: Jimin x Reader, Taehyung x Reader, Jungkook x Reader
â° jersey shore au, 2009 au, smut, a real good time
â° synopsis: This season on Jeju Shore, Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook fist-pump their way through Labor Day Weekend. 2009 is their fucking year and they are ready to tear up the clubs. Hide your vodka redbulls, your baby oil, and your pink Sony digital camera - the maknaes are in town.
Bouquet (m) (tw dc) Âť @deepdarkdelights
â° ot7 (not poly) one shot series
â° yandere au, such a fun world to dive into, hoseoks part is beautiful
â° synopsis: Seven men are dying to give you love, will you accept their affections? Be warned, itâs quite easy for these affections to develop into a deep, dark, twisted affair.
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jungkook : rap mon hyung!
namjoon : yes kookie?
jungkook : can jin hyung make me those lego thingy?
namjoon : what do you mean?
seokjin : waffles
namjoon : .......
yoongi : i'm filling up the pre-school form for him
#bangtan#bts#incorrect quotes#funny#music#tokyo ghoul#trap#manga#edm#anime#bts suga#jung hoseok#jeon jungkook#kim namjoon#kim seokjin#min suga#min yoongi#park jimin#kim taehyung#jokes#dumb brain things#bts incorrect chats#bts incorrect quotes#bts imagines#bts inspired#bts fic#btsnsfw
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WELCOME
Hi, This is Hallow! I mostly post my art and I also occasionally write. If anyone has any requests please comment below!
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Lovely Demons Glossary
Hello, all! For easy reference while reading my story, Lovely Demons, Iâve created a Fantasy Glossary of important terms/characters (below the cut). I hope you enjoy!
World Map:
PLACES:
Witchery: country of the witches, within the mortal realms
Virago: capital city of Witchery
the Keep: the most prestigious magic academy in WitcheryÂ
Euclid: southernmost human country, within the mortal realms
Genus: human country, at war with Euclid; within the mortal realms
Romanthia: northernmost human country, fairly remote; within the mortal realms
Tholoss Forest: cursed forest between the mortal realms and Hell
the Wasteland: barren grassland north of the Tholoss forest
Hellâs Maw: entrance for mortals into Hell
Hell: immortal realm for demons and mortal souls which donât enter Heaven or purgatory
Gehenna: capital city of Hell
Tartarus (pits of): darkest place in Hell where the worst demons form and the worst mortal souls reside
Heaven: immortal realm for mortal souls deemed worthy enough to enter
LANGUAGE:
Common: spoken throughout the mortal realms
Celestial: spoken in the immortal realms; taught at the Keep
Swearing:
Mortal Realms: Michaelâs Sword, Holy GrailÂ
Hell: Brimstone, Hell
MAGIC:
Dark/Shadow Magic: draws upon darkness, death and chaos (used by demons + primordial beings)
Light Magic: draws upon life, nature and order (used by angels + witches)
HELL HEIRARCHY:
High Prince of Hell
Name: Park Jimin
Angelic Name: Lucifer
Associated Sin: Pride
Color: Purple
Stone: Amethyst
Power: Able to sense magic
Associated Creatures: hellions, Spartoi
Prince of Envy
Name: Kim Taehyung
Angelic Name: Beelzebub
Associated Sin: Envy
Color: Gold
Stone: Gold
Power: Charm-speak
Associated Creatures: harpies, arae (female demons of curses), aracnae
Prince of Wrath
Name: Kim Namjoon
Angelic Name: Sathanas
Associated Sin: Wrath
Color: Black
Stone: Onyx
Power: Emotion rioting
Associated Creatures: lycanthrope, wraiths, shades
Prince of Sloth
Name: Kim Seokjin
Angelic Name: Abadon
Associated Sin: Sloth
Color: Blue
Stone: Lapis lazuli
Power: Can sense a personâs heartâs desire
Associated Creatures: genies, djinns, muses
Prince of Greed
Name: Min Yoongi
Angelic Name: Mammon
Associated Sin: Greed
Color: Green
Stone: Jade
Power: ProphecyÂ
Associated Creatures: dragon shifters, goblins, sprites
Prince of Gluttony
Name: Jeon Jungkook
Angelic Name: Belphegor
Associated Sin: Gluttony
Color: Orange
Stone: Topaz
Power: Can sense a personâs weaknesses
Associated Creatures: vampires, ghouls, maenads
Prince of Lust
Name: Jung Hoseok
Angelic Name: Admodeus
Associated Sin: Lust
Color: Red
Stone: Garnet
Power: Can sense relationships
Associated Creatures: succubae, incubi, sirens
The Witch Council
Cressida Kahan. High Witch. Age: 160
Aster. Age: 140
Lenka. Age: 470
Margaret. Age: 201
Rowena. Age: 324
Helga. Age: 640
Lavinia. Age: 226
Irene. Age: 520
Rosalind. Age: 90
Other Characters:
Ruslan: a human mortal (Romanthian) who played an important role in Y/Nâs past
Gemma: a Spartoi employed by High Prince of Hell, Jimin
Lucian: a Spartoi employed by High Prince of Hell, Jimin
Ras: a member of the Council Guard; escorts Y/N to Virago
Marigold:Â a member of the Council Guard; escorts Y/N to Virago
Therese: cousin to Cressida, dies before the events of Lovely Demons
General Terminology:
Primordial being: beings of immense power who can use light and dark magic.
Spartoi: humans who trade their soul for battle prowess during their mortal life. Protect the High Prince of Hell once they die.
Melinoe: gentle, nighttime spirits who assist at the Infernal Palace
Witch titles tend to be literal, a hyphenated version of witch. For example, witch-hunter is a witch who hunts. Witch-queen is a witch who is queen.Â
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pairing: hoseok x reader /Â word count: 26.8k /Â genre: fluff, smut, mutual pining, best friends to lovers, slow burn, technically a buzzfeed unsolved AU but you donât need to be familiar with BFU at all so dw!
summary: having hoseok as your best friend and co-host for your web series is a dream come true. the only hitch? youâre kind of in love with him, and itâs getting harder to ignore that fact, even if he doesnât feel the same for you.Â
warnings: idiots being oblivious, sexually explicit content, oral (f receiving + brief mentions of m receiving), unprotected sex, multiple orgasms (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), body worship + praise (f receiving), a lot of soft emotions and pet names, hoseok treating reader like a pillow princess
a/n: the more I read this the less happy I am with it but after the amount of time Iâve spent on it/how long itâs gotten, Iâm calling it finished (even if itâs a lot lighter on paranormal related stuff than Iâd initially planned OOPS...) please feel free to let me know what you think AHH x
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Jung Hoseok is a lot of things.Â
Jung Hoseok is: a work-friend-turned-real-friend-turned-best-friend, and one of your favourite people in the world.Â
Jung Hoseok is: very easily scared, the opposite of a thrillseeker, Not A Fan of big rollercoasters, or haunted houses, or anywhere that involves jump scares or loud noises or anything vaguely dangerous or threatening.Â
Jung Hoseok is: a man with ridiculous lung capacity who can also screech so loudly that youâre fairly certain he could shatter glass if he wanted to.
âItâs just a bat, hyung,â Jimin says, before the bat comes back round and Hoseok shrieks again.
Jung Hoseok is: clinging to you with a vice-like grip as aforementioned bat flutters above you, squeaking and trilling, and you stroke his hand in an absent, instinctual motion, trying to soothe him.
âI definitely heard footsteps as well,â Hoseok whimpers. âWhy are we here?âÂ
Why are you here? Well, because Jung Hoseok is also: your co-host for one of BigHitâs most popular series, BigHit Unsolved.
Itâs funny, in a roundabout sort of way, that Hoseokâs general fear of Most Things had been the thing that had cinched him his spot. Youâd never expected Unsolved to explode in the way it had, starting off as a short video series with Yoongi beside you to bounce off as you described unsolved crimes, but then Hoseok had starred opposite you and the audience had just eaten it up: the way he got spooked at real life events, the modulation of his voice when it would rise or dip in fear, the way you riffed off each other- you, calm but enthused about your topic, and Hoseok, a quivering jelly of a man when scared.
Not to mention that Hoseok is just great on screen anyway, personable and bright and charming. He makes you laugh and brings out a level of exuberance in you in a way that no one else can, makes you do ridiculous things without even trying- your interactions are good video fodder, basically, and your audience loves how your friendship comes across on the show.Â
And thatâs another funny thing. Youâd known Hoseok before Unsolved, of course, because everyone knows Hoseok, because Hoseok is wonderful, a sunshine of a man, loved by all. You, however, hadn't really spoken much to him- when you'd started at BigHit you'd been crushing on Hoseok in kind of a big way and you'd been worried about embarrassing yourself in front of him, so⌠you'd done the logical thing of avoiding him as much as was possible without being rude or weird. Face your problems and anxieties? In this economy? Haha, you don't think so.
Anyway. Because of this, your interactions had been pretty limited up until youâd asked him to appear in one of your videos. If anyone asked it was because youâd thought he would be a fun, one-off guest star, which was true, but the main reason was that Yoongi had cancelled because he was sick and no one else had been free when youâd been scrabbling around the office for a replacement. Despite not knowing you all too well, and despite being scared easily by true crime (âmy mum watched CSI when I was a kid and it gave nightmares,â heâd told you afterwards), Hoseok had heard about your plight and was happy to replace Yoongi for the episode, and youâd found out that- despite your initial worry that you were going to make things weird- you get on really well.
Like, really well. Not just on camera, either. Before theyâd started to roll, youâd been frantically making sure everything was in place, that you had all your notes, that all the pre-production was ready- and Hoseok had made you stand still, taking your hands in his, and heâd smiled at you in a way that had been so warm and comforting that all the tension had leaked out of you. After that it had just been so easy. Youâd felt relaxed and the episode had come out great, and then Hoseok suggested that you grab lunch together in the cafeteria so you could get to know each other more. Of course youâd agreed- and the rest is history.
It didnât take long for Hoseok to turn from a nice and funny colleague, to someone you actively looked for at work gatherings, to someone who you decided to ask to be your permanent co-host for the show, to someone who now has a spare key for your flat in case he ever runs out of snacks or just feels like dropping by. Which he feels like doing a lot, apparently, but you have a key for his place too, so itâs all even stevens. (You steal a lot of his face masks whenever you visit him and he never complains.)
Over time your huge crush on Hoseok has ebbed into a deep platonic love, fading and morphing into a comfortable friendship. Okay, sure, you still think heâs the most beautiful person in the universe and youâd immediately accept if he asked you to marry him and you kind of want to kiss him on the mouth sometimes (a lot of the time) or whatever, but thatâs because you know how wonderful he is. Itâs platonic. Not romantic. Mmhm. (Mostly.) Either way, you're completely comfortable around him despite any lingering feelings you might have, which is something you appreciate more than you can put into words.
So fast forward to now, multiple seasons into your show, and youâre more than used to Hoseokâs fear and touch. It had been startling, at the beginning, when Hoseok had grabbed onto you whenever he was afraid, but now youâre used to navigating places in the dark while Hoseok clings onto you like a particularly oversized backpack or holds your hand like a lost school child. (Youâve lost count of the minutes, nay, hours of footage that exist of Hoseok doing this, like some sort of gangly limpet, but you donât mind.) Fans love to splice together footage comparing interactions over the seasons and itâs very obvious how wide eyed and stiff you used to go whenever Hoseok seized you, but now? This is your every day, baby.
Hoseok is still cowering behind you as the lone bat flaps above you, high up in the rafters of the old generator building youâre standing in. You and your crew and your guide are the only people at the abandoned gold mine, so Hoseok canât have heard footsteps, other than your own- which is what you tell him.
âI think it was the building settling, Hobi,â you say. âThis mining warehouse is pretty old.â
âOld and full of ghosts.â Hoseok moans. Jimin readjusts the camera and you know that, without a doubt, heâs zooming in on Hoseokâs terrified face. Namjoonâll have some fun shots to edit later. Jimin is a very capable cameraman, and also unruffled by ghosts/loud noises/etc, but he does love to catch some interesting angles of the two of you. At least Taehyung refrains from doing that, although he does sometimes get too focused on making a shot artistic rather than capturing the abject terror on Hoseokâs face when it would be a good clip for the final video. Â
âWell, we donât know that.â You pause. âMaybe we should test it with the spirit box to find out?â
Hoseokâs face twists and you canât help but laugh.
The supernatural half of the show wouldnât exist without Hoseok. Your fans enjoyed his eternal suffering and fear whenever anything remotely spooky was mentioned, so they'd bandied about the idea of a paranormal-themed season and you'd taken the idea on board; the juxtaposition between yourself and your co-host was all the more defined when he was banshee shrieking at some innocuous sound while you stayed calm. Youâre open to the concept of the supernatural but have yet to come across any evidence that you find compelling enough to make you a believer, while Hoseok is convinced in the existence of ghosts and finds the idea terrifying.
He doesnât like the spirit box because of this, but you donât mind it- although you don't really like the loud static it makes when itâs scanning through radio frequencies, trying to pick up if any spirits or ghouls are trying to talk to you. (Theyâre not, even if Hoseok insists that the random bursts of sound it spits out are definitely coherent words and sentences, rather than a mish-mash of random rubbish that it just happens to pick from normal radio waves.)
The spirit box, of course, is about as interesting as normal: that is to say, not really at all, though you have a good laugh after you ask for any spirits to give you a name and the only response is âpineapple pieâ, which makes you feel hungry. Hoseok lets you rummage around in his pocket for a cereal bar, which you end up munching on between shots, as Hoseok swats bugs away from your faces. He attempts to karate chop a mosquito but misses by miles and you almost choke on a mouthful of oats as he makes the worldâs most incredulous face and you giggle.
âWe should make pineapple pie for a video at some point,â you suggest, and Hoseok is briefly distracted from his fear- heâd given up on the bugs and has been shining his torch over your shoulder at some old generator equipment and casting warped shadows on the walls behind it, dark silhouettes that could admittedly be considered a little spooky. âIâve never had pineapple pie before.â
âThereâs a Filipino bakery near our place that sells it!â Taehyung jumps in before Hoseok can respond, turning away from where he and Jimin have been making shadow puppets on the wall with their own torches. âItâs so good, you should definitely do it.â
Hoseok hums. âJin-hyung would probably be happy to help out,â he says. You finish the cereal bar and tuck the wrapper back into Hoseokâs pocket, making a mental note to get in touch with the Tasty team member to ask him about it. Heâll leap at the opportunity.Â
Thereâs a clattering noise somewhere far in the distance, probably rocks shifting or something, and Hoseok squeaks and crowds even closer to you, as impossible as that is with how heâs already wrapped around your back at this point, the harness for his chest-mounted camera digging into your spine. Itâs a familiar sensation by this point. âPlease can we get out of here now?â
âSure,â you say indulgently, stroking Hoseokâs arm where itâs wrapped around your collarbones. âWe need to drive down to the mining tunnels now anyway.â
Hoseok keeps hold of your hand as your guide drives you to your location, squeezing your fingers every time the car goes over a bump- which is pretty often on the rocky dirt track. Hoseokâs fairly touchy in general, always holding hands or hugging or kissing people, raining little pecks over their faces, and it had been Very Overwhelming when heâd first turned this attention to you. Youâre not, like, not touchy, but back in season 1 you were definitely not used to spending time with someone who loves skinship as much as Hoseok does, and it had taken time for you to stop freezing up every time he casually touched or grabbed you.
It says a lot about how used you are to it now that you donât even bat an eyelid when he wriggles into your twin bed at the hotel later, curling up around you once heâs finished his meticulous skincare routine. âYour bed is over there, Hobi,â you say, although you immediately snuggle back into him, letting him spoon you. Heâs always a lot clingier after you finish filming a supernatural episode- as if you can ward off any ghosts that might have decided to hitch a ride back from wherever youâd come from.
âI know,â Hoseok replies. He hitches a leg over yours, sighing happily when you reach an arm down to rub his calves. He always sleeps better if you massage him.
âI canât wait to get home.â You dig your fingers into a muscle and Hoseok squirms a little. You huff out a laugh. âArizona is so hot.â
âYou look cute in shorts, though,â Hoseok says. Heâs been saying the same thing all day.
âYou just like shorts.â Heâd been wearing shorts too, pretty much matching his clothes to yours; at this point youâre starting to wonder if he looks through your luggage before he packs his own stuff, because your outfits end up being eerily similar a lot of the time. You think he finds it reassuring, maybe, when youâre somewhere unfamiliar. Or maybe itâs because Hoseokâs fashion has influenced your own over the years. You definitely own a lot more bright clothing than you used to, not to mention the matching items youâve both purchased together anyway.
Now that you think about it, Hoseok really has been a big influence on you, huh.
He falls asleep pretty soon after, going lax and limp as his breaths deepen and he dozes off. He always falls asleep before you do, awake one second and flat out the next; you envy his ability to drop off like that, usually taking a lot longer yourself, but you do find it good that heâs able to sleep so quickly despite his earlier fear. He always crashes at yours after you finish filming an episode when youâre home, too, otherwise he says heâs up all night with the fear- this is all part and parcel of Hoseok being your co-host and partner on the show, and honestly, you donât mind it at all.
So you're used to this. When Hoseok makes a little noise in his sleep and starts shifting behind you, you lift his hand to your mouth and gently kiss his knuckles, running your thumb down his wrist- he settles immediately, going lax again. You'll chase away any nightmares with soft touches, shuffling around in his grip and holding him tight if you need to, before eventually drifting off yourself, safe and warm in the circle of his arms.
Even though you usually fall asleep after Hoseok, one thing you have over him is the fact youâre a morning person and find it a lot easier to get up with the sun. Despite your late night, youâre awake moments before your phone alarm starts to ring, turning it off before it can rouse Hoseok out of his sleep. When you slide out of the bed he stirs a little, instinctively reaching out for you in his sleep, and you carefully put a pillow in his arms so he can hold onto that instead; he settles down once he has the pillow hugged to his chest, and you take a moment to look at him fondly and gently kiss his forehead before you start to get ready for the day.
Youâre pretty much done by the time Hoseok sits up at the sound of his own alarm, blinking blearily in your direction as you turn it off for him. Heâs still holding onto the pillow as he sits up.
âMorning, honey,â you chirp. âYou want coffee?â
Hoseok stares at you for a second, eyes squinting as he tries to wake up fully. âMorning,â he replies, voice hoarse from sleep, and you smile. âPlease.â
When youâd first found out that Hoseok wasnât a morning person, youâd honestly been gobsmacked. Heâs just so bright and energetic that you figured he rolled out of bed like that- it just makes sense- but it actually takes him a surprisingly long time to get fully up to speed with his normal self. Heâs a little slower, a little softer, draping himself over your back as you fiddle with the room's coffee machine to try and get some caffeine into him.
âWe can always get some more at the airport,â you say conversationally, and Hoseok hums quietly into your hair before dropping a kiss there. âItâs a shame we donât have time to eat at the breakfast buffet.âÂ
Despite his morning slowness, heâs still ready on time; heâs always punctual, is your Hoseok. You make up for missing breakfast at the hotel by purchasing tons of snacks for the flight to Pennsylvania, munching a pre-wrapped croissant as you read off your phone while Jimin dozes next to you, his head resting against the window. Youâre sandwiched between him and Hoseok, who has the aisle seat- he cranes his head at your pastry and you tilt it against his lips so he can take a bite. You end up with a lapful of crumbs, but thatâs okay.Â
âSo where are we off to next?â Hoseok asks once heâs done chewing, peering at your phone screen. Across the aisle from you, Taehyung very loudly unwraps a pain au chocolat, much to the irritation of the woman next to him.Â
âWeâre going to an old prison,â you say, and Hoseok meeps. âA penitentiary, to be exact.â
Taehyung shoves the pain au chocolat into his mouth whole so he has his hands free, fumbling for his phone as he starts to film how the colour drains from Hoseokâs face as you give him a brief synopsis of the prison and other places youâll be going to while in Pennsylvania. This isnât even for Unsolved; Taehyung just likes to have video evidence and receipts for everything, if his camera reel is anything to go by. Even though youâre vague with your descriptions- you like Hoseokâs reaction on camera to be as unscripted and natural as it can possibly be, when you finally turn up at your locations and then set up so that you can talk about it- once youâre finished, Hoseok is curled up against you, hiding his face in your neck.
âWhy canât we go somewhere nice for once?â He whines, and you canât help but laugh.
âBudget doesnât cover it, thatâs why we have to sleep at haunted hotels. Theyâre cheaper.â Hoseok meeps again, and you relent, lifting your hand to cup the back of his head. âDonât worry, I wonât abandon you,â you say, stroking his hair as you use your free hand to clumsily scroll through your phone, double checking the details of your planned trip.
âI know.â Hoseok is uncharacteristically quiet against your collarbones. Taehyung gives up filming and rips into another pain au chocolat packet, smiling guiltily at his seat neighbour when she tuts at him. âYou never do.â
Despite Hoseokâs fear of a lot of things related to the show, and the fact he jumps and screams at pretty much everything, heâs never asked to bow out or avoid doing something. He even agrees to go into areas alone when the two of you try to âmake contactâ with spirits, even though heâs obviously terrified- but each and every time before you part, you promise that youâre not going anywhere and youâll be waiting right outside for him. You would never abandon Hoseok (even though ghosts probably arenât real and he has nothing to worry about), and he knows that, and takes strength from it. It warms you.
He keeps his head nestled against your neck for a beat longer, and then smacks a loud kiss against your skin, which makes you squeal and slap him away while he laughs.Â
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As fun as it is to jet around the country- especially with Hoseok and the other guys- it's also exhausting, and thereâs always something nice about coming home. Even though the increased budget that youâve been allocated as the showâs been growing in popularity means that you can stay at nicer hotels now, your own bed is still the most comfortable place in the world. (Well, tied with Hoseokâs bed, thinking about it. The two are basically interchangeable at this point anyway, if you consider how often Hoseok ends up sleeping at your apartment and squirreling his way under your blankets as youâre trying to sleep.)
On the other hand, though, in spite of a return to your regular creature comforts, coming home still involves work: there are Q&As to be filmed, footage to edit, later episodes to plan, research to be done. As the original progenitor of Unsolved you take the brunt of the last two parts; Hoseok is the one who reacts to the facts you throw out, heâs not the one who investigates the different things you talk about on the show, but heâs always there to support you and talk to you whenever you need it.Â
(Your audience knows Hoseok as someone who is cute and bright and cheerful, but heâs also quietly thoughtful and surprisingly serious when he has to be. Thatâs the side of him that you get to see whenever you stay late at the office, your desk lamp the only one left on in the room, hunched over your keyboard as you trawl through conspiracy threads in the deep bowels of the internet that are discussing who D.B. Cooper is. You love loud Hoseok, of course, but you appreciate this hushed part of him, too- the way he'll deliver you a hot chocolate with a kiss to your forehead before quietly sitting beside you and waiting for you to finish so he can take you home.)
Anyway. Coming home means coming back to the office, means putting in shifts at BigHit headquarters, etc, etc, all that jazz, so here you are, sitting on Hoseokâs lap and scrolling through your tablet as he does something of his own on his PC. The first time this had happened, it had raised eyebrows- not because it was considered inappropriate or anything, as BigHit is the kind of place where people can make out in hallways to âtest the longevity of this 24 hour lipstickâ for a video and no one bats an eyelash, but because up until this point, youâd been renowned for pretty much being glued to your desk while working. But you like Hoseok and his energy, even when heâs not doing anything, and his lap is comfortable, even if he doesnât exactly have the worldâs thickest thighs. You work better when youâre around him.Â
Youâre scrolling through Instagram comments for questions to answer in this weekâs Q&A episode when someone clears their throat. Both you and Hoseok look up in tandem to find Seokjin standing there, looking decidedly more grey-haired than he had the last time youâd seen him. He pulls it off effortlessly, of course.Â
âWhatâs up, silver fox?â You let your tablet droop into your lap as Hoseok takes his hands off his mouse and keyboard and secures them around your waist instead, so you donât slide off his legs. His hands are warm where they splay across your stomach and you can feel the bumps and texture of his bracelets through the material of your shirt. âLiking the new look, by the way.â
âYou look really good, Jin-hyung,â Hoseok says from over your shoulder, and you nod in agreement.
âI know.â Jin sounds flippant but he seems pleased. He doesnât say anything more than that, though, and just looks at the two of you expectantly. You both blink back at him.
âSo⌠did you come over just to be complimented, or?â You slowly start to lift your tablet, acting as if youâre about to start reading off your screen again. âWere the thirsty comments on your latest video not enough for you today?â
Jin raises an eyebrow as he pretends to inspect his nails. âNo, no, there were plenty of comments, as always,â he says loftily. Unsurprising, considering his unofficial(/basically official) title of Most Handsome Face in the office as well as the leagues of fans he has. He lets his hand drop as he quickly gives up pretending to be aloof. âSo when are you planning to fit making pineapple pie into your schedule?â
âOh!â Hoseok squeezes you in his excitement and you wiggle a little in his lap. âI almost forgot about that! Did Tae mention it to you?â
âJimin too. They burst into the kitchen while I was filming and they were both holding a piece of Filipino pineapple pie aloft like they were wielding Excalibur, so, yes, you can say that it was mentioned,â Jin says, and you canât help but wince. Being interrupted while filming is one thing, but the Tasty studio can be hazardous on top of that (yâknow, what with the knives and fire and stuff), so you can only hope that Jin wasnât using a mandolin or something when they had appeared.Â
âOof.â You wiggle your hips again and Hoseok immediately catches your drift, turning his chair so the two of you are facing Jin fully rather than having to turn your heads to look at him. Jin makes a weird expression, something you canât put a name to, but it slips away too fast for you to catch properly- maybe he just had a sudden chill or something, who knows. âSorry about them. How about I email you our filming schedule and you can see when youâre free as well? We were going to film a 70th episode retrospective soon and the pineapple pie video might be a nice sort of bonus on top of that.â
Jin agrees easily. You use your tablet to open the Google Calendar that you have with Hoseok, which makes Jin pause when he notices. âYou share a GCal?â
âDuh?â You flick a look at Jin through your lashes. You and Hoseok have GCal where you input your work schedules to avoid potential clashes when you need to film together, but you also put in other plans the two of you have outside of work, if itâs ever necessary. âWhy wouldnât we? It makes it easier when we need to plan things for Unsolved.â
âUh-huh.â Jin sounds sceptical, but you decide not to address it. You miss the look he gives Hoseok as you scroll through your calendar, the two men having a silent exchange as you start to draft an email. Somewhere across the office you hear Yoongi shout out an expletive and two sets of cackling laughter that sound suspiciously like Taehyung and Jungkook; you and Hoseok turn at the sound, but you donât spot anything from where youâre sat. âAlright, I think thatâs my cue to leave,â Jin says, and promptly dips before he gets dragged into whateverâs going on.
Whatever shenanigans Jungkook and Taehyung have gotten up to seem to be pinpointed to one area, so you avoid any fall out, and Hoseok eventually excuses himself to go to the toilet. You take over his chair while heâs gone. Asides from yourself, both computers at this desk are entirely abandoned- Yoongi is still absent, nowhere to be seen- and youâre tapping away at your tablet when all of a sudden you have a camera shoved in your face.Â
For once itâs not Jimin or Taehyung or Jungkook, and instead when you look up you see Irene and Seulgi, the latter girl beaming at you while Irene holds the camera. Seulgi says your name and points at you with a perfectly manicured nail, and you blink at her, completely caught off guard. Irene zooms in on your bewildered expression.
âUm, hey guys,â you say. âWhatâs up? Need me for something?â
âWe wanted to ask if you wanted to guest star in the next Ladylike video!â Seulgi chirps brightly, and youâre immediately on guard. While the offer seems innocent enough on the surface you canât help but wonder if the next video is one of their wilder ones (you donât care if the underwear is silver-infused and apparently wicks away smell and moisture, you flat out refuse to wear the same panties for a whole week). Fortunately your fears are assuaged when Seulgi seems to read your mind and answers your question before you have the chance to ask it. âWeâre trying to recreate elaborate Instagram makeup looks with dollar store makeup.â
Irene giggles behind the camera when you visibly relax. âIâm in, that sounds fun,â you say, and both girls seem inordinately pleased. âUm, when are you planning to shoot it?â
âTomorrow! It wonât take long, we promise,â Seulgi says. âYou just need to be free for filming, weâll do all the editing and stuff.â
You finalise the exact time you need to be available by and by the time Hoseok comes back from the toilet both girls have just gone. You stand up so that he can reclaim his seat, eyes glued to your tablet as you open up your Google Calendar so you can put the Ladylike video filming in, but youâre interrupted when Hoseok grabs you. You squeal in surprise when he tugs you back down rather than letting you sit down yourself, tablet getting sandwiched between the two of you as you end up straddling him in a desperate attempt to catch your balance- but before you can resituate yourself he starts to tickle you and you end up laughing uproariously into his face.
âCute, cute, my Y/n is so cute,â he sing-songs, and you continue to laugh as you try to bat his hands away.
âStop, oh my God, Hobi!â There are tears of laughter in the corners of your eyes as you squirm in his lap, trying to get away from his hands but being prevented from doing so by the desk at your back; youâre trapped between it and Hoseok, entirely at his mercy as the two of you giggle at each other.
âYou realise other people work here, right?â
Yoongi has finally reappeared. He sounds disgruntled, but you put it down to the fact he has KITTY AVAILABLE FOR ADOPTION and a phone number scrawled across his face in what appears to be permanent marker, rather than at the fact that you and Hoseok are making noise. As Hoseokâs deskmate heâs used to this sort of behaviour by now.
âHey hyung,â Hoseok says, shameless as his fingers continue to dance up and down your sides, although the touches are light enough now that you can turn your attention away from giggling to appreciate Yoongiâs new look. âDid you have a good nap?â
âA cat nap,â you say, and then giggle at the unimpressed look Yoongi throws your way- itâs hard to find him scary with the multi-coloured letters scribbled over his face.
He grunts as he sits down. âIâll kill those kids,â he says, but thereâs no real heat behind his words, and he slumps into his chair with a resigned sigh. âI kept scrubbing at my face but this shit wonât come off.â
You exchange a look with Hoseok, the two of you thinking about the hand sanitiser you keep in your handbag- the alcoholic gel would probably lift the ink off Yoongiâs face, but neither of you offer up this information. âIâm sure itâll come off by tomorrow,â you say, and Yoongi makes a hopeful noise at the back of this throat. "Any particular reason why you've decided to act as a walking billboard for abandoned cats?"
"Thing 1 and Thing 2 said they were raising awareness for a local cat shelter and asked if I wanted to help. I said yes." Yoongi sounds rueful.Â
"I feel very aware of it, hyung, so I'd say they did a good job." Hoseok laughs when Yoongi just flips him off.
Hoseokâs hands have gone still by this point. Itâs not until Yoongi starts to tap at his keyboard that you remember the position youâre in, straddling Hoseok in his chair, your hands on his shoulders and his hands on your waist as you lean back against his desk- but as questionable and potentially incriminating as this entire situation seems out of context, literally no one is batting an eyelid. People are used to seeing this sort of thing from you two, both comfortable and not awkward with each other at all.
Hoseok's hands are warm and steady where they wrap around your waist. You're struck again by how large they feel- supportive, as always, when he holds you.Â
"Mind letting me go, cowboy?" You say. "I should go back to my desk to get some work done."
"You're more of a cowboy in this situation," Hoseok says, wiggling his eyebrows at you. "Seeing as you're the one that's doing the riding."
"Good lord," Yoongi mutters.
You laugh at the expression on his face before Hoseok wheels you both away from the desk so that you have room to swing your legs off him. "That's dirty, Hobi," you say, but it's said with a smile and wink.
After you've disappeared, waving at the two men, Yoongi raises an eyebrow at Hoseok. "I know you two are basically married at this point, but can you try and rein in the flirting when I'm trying to work?"
"We weren't flirting," Hoseok protests. Yoongi looks unconvinced, his other eyebrow rising to match the first, and just shakes his head before he resumes Googling ways to get the permanent marker off his face.
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Ireneâs touch is light as she puts the makeup onto your face, surveying her work critically as she does.Â
âAlright, thatâs the foundation done,â she says, once everything seems to have passed whatever rigorous criteria she has. âSo we're onto the concealer next.â
Thereâs something soothing about having someone else do your makeup. Not to mention that you donât have to worry at all about the production of the video- with your usual projects, your level of investment means that thereâs always something to think about, but right now all you have to do is sit there and look pretty. You do listen and react whenever Irene shows you the products and so on, but otherwise, you are literally just sitting there and letting the other woman put stuff on your face; you can relax and unwind and let her take the lead.
Irene has just finished blending the concealer under your eyes when your phone vibrates in your pocket. While she's rummaging for the next product- setting powder- you quickly check your phone to see if it's anything important. It's Hoseok, asking where you are, because he has a coffee and Danish pastry for you and he can't find you; you realise then that you never put the Ladylike video filming into your calendar, distracted by Hoseok grabbing you, and today you'd just disappeared without telling him where you were going. Oops.
You quickly shoot him a reply before Irene starts to brush the powder across your face and you're both surprised at how well it sets. "Your skin is so nice," Irene says with a smile, sweeping the brush over your cheeks. You try not to laugh when the bristles tickles your face, flattered at her comment.
She's just finished doing your brows when you hear the studio door open and you catch sight of Hoseok. He's staying off camera next to Wendy so he doesn't get in the shot, quiet and unobtrusive, but you can't help but perk up when you see him. Although you stay silent so that it doesnât interrupt the filming, Irene notices how you brighten and pauses in her motions to look over where Hoseok is standing.
"Hi, Hoseok." Much to your surprise, despite the fact that the cameras are rolling, Irene still greets Hoseok. You thought she'd make him wait until you were done. "You're here for Y/n, I presume?"
"I have a coffee for her," Hoseok says, a little sheepish, holding up an iced macchiato and a paper bag that's got a small grease stain spreading on it, a tantalising glimpse of the deliciousness inside. "I just came to drop it off?"
"I don't deserve you, Hobi," you say, beaming, and he smiles back at you.Â
Irene gestures for Hoseok to come into the frame. Thereâs a brief moment where you and Hoseok exchange a small, surprised look- Irene is rummaging through eyeshadow palettes and seems like sheâs still going through with the video even though Hoseok is about to walk on set- but he acquiesces and steps into the shot. Irene points at the Instagram photo she has open on her iPad, which is propped on the table so she can use it for reference and zoom in if necessary. âWeâre doing this look with dollar store products."
âWoah,â Hoseok says, leaning down to peer at the picture, and he sounds suitably awed. âThatâs really nice. Youâve chosen one with all of Y/nâs favourite colours.â
âItâs cute, right?â Youâre so excited to see the final product, even if it ends up not looking as good as what you can see on the screen, considering the cheapness of the makeup that Irene is using.
âNot as cute as you,â Hoseok says, and you blow him a kiss before looking at the iced macchiato in his hands meaningfully.
âCoffee, coffee?â You sound hopeful but Irene tuts.
âYouâll need to keep your eyes shut while I do your eyeshadow,â she says.
Before you can begin to feel disappointed, Hoseok comes to the rescue. âDonât worry baby, Iâve got you.â
And so thatâs how you end up with Hoseok holding the straw of your iced coffee up to your lips while Irene applies the different shades and shimmers to your eyelids, your eyes shut as she does so; Hoseok makes appropriate ooh-ing noises, bowled over by how she manages to blend the cheap eyeshadows before doing a cut crease- you have to keep your eyes shut the whole time, letting the concealer dry on your lids so that it doesnât smudge, gauging how it looks based on Hoseok's reactions.Â
Every so often Hoseok will make a small noise and then youâll feel the straw press up against your lips, and youâll take a sip of your drink while Irene is switching colours or brushes; you feel thoroughly pampered today and youâre enjoying it immensely. Sheâs been describing the different products and their quality to the camera throughout the whole video, but now that Hoseokâs there, he responds to what sheâs saying, making her giggle with how enthusiastic he is despite not recognising all the terminology sheâs using. Although your eyes are shut you can't help but smile: that's your Hoseok, always lightening the atmosphere and making people laugh.
âAlright, you can open your eyes,â Irene says after what feels like a lifetime. The liquid eyeliner has dried by the time your eyes flutter open, the stark blackness against the expertly blended eyeshadows the first thing you notice when you look at yourself in the mirror.
âWoah, Irene! This is incredible!" You turn your head from side to side, taking in how different your eyes look after the ministrations of Irene's skilled hands. "Hobi, look at those wings! I wish I could get mine that even.â You donât often wear liquid liner and when you do it takes you eons to get them to match, making each side bigger as you try to match the other- most of the time you just give up.
âYou do look incredible,â Hoseok agrees. You look away from the mirror to smile brightly at him and then take another drink of coffee when he lifts it back up to your lips; the straw makes loud slurping noises as you reach the bottom of the cup and you end up sucking up more air than liquid, much to your disappointment. He chuckles at the look on your face but then coos when you pout.Â
âIâm not done just yet, you know,â Irene says, unperturbed by your interactions. You wonder how this footage is going to turn out after the edit. âWe still have lips and cheeks to do.â
Despite the fact your coffee is finished, Hoseok still remains next to you and watches Irene work. She lines your lips and then paints them a pleasant nude colour, before going in with an extra touch to your contour, and blush, and highlight (youâre genuinely in awe at the selection of makeup you can apparently get for a dollar each). There are so many steps involved in the execution of this look and you wonder how long it would take you to try and do this yourself, before deciding there arenât enough hours in the day, even if Irene makes it look easy, finishing your face with a flourish.
âAlright, done!â
You pick the mirror up to tilt your head at different angles. You catch the way the highlight shimmers on your cheekbones and cupidâs bow, the way your eyes look after theyâve been shaded with colour and glitter, the sharpness of your brows, the fullness of your lips.Â
âI canât believe this was all dollar store makeup,â you say, awestruck. âItâs so much like the photo! I look so good.â
âIrene had an already perfect canvas to work with,â Hoseok says, and you end up smiling so widely your eyes almost squeeze shut.
âFlatterer,â you say.
âYou two are so cute.â Seulgi sighs wistfully from behind the cameras and Wendy muffles a quiet cough into her palm.
Irene asks for your opinions on the makeup- you, moreso on how it feels on your face, and Hoseok, if he thinks it looks close to the Instagram photo (he does, but he's clearly biased because you're involved, which he doesn't try to hide). Once the cameras have been cut and everything has been wrapped up, Irene says you can go and so you hop off your chair. Before you can get too far, though, Hoseok stops you, touching his fingers gently under your chin.Â
âLet me have a proper look.â
You immediately relax and let him tip your head slowly from one side to the other, eyes scanning across your makeup, which feels a lot heavier than youâd expected, but youâre still happy with how nice it is.
âWah, so beautiful,â Hoseok says, a small smile on his face; itâs one of his softer ones, one that doesnât show his teeth or his dimples, but rather squeezes his eyes into crescents, his gaze warm. Still blinding but in a different way.
âIrene did a really good job, didnât she?â You say, enthused. Hoseok pauses, but then his teeth show as the smile grows.
âYeah, she did.â
"Maybe I should get her to give me makeup lessons so I can look prettier more often." You've never been all too great at the more refined parts of makeup- blending eyeshadow or contouring, for example- but maybe you should add it to your repertoire, you muse.
Hoseok's smile dims as he becomes oddly sombre, hand shifting to cup the bottom of your chin so your face is gently cradled in his hand. "You're gorgeous all the time, makeup or not," he says. "Makeup is fun and you do look great but please don't think you need it to be pretty."
A shy smile plays at your lips. You feel bashful but you can't hide from Hoseok's gaze when he's holding onto you like this, but it wouldnât matter even if you did. Hoseok knows you well enough to read your moods if you attempt to hide them- but because you trust him you donât try to.Â
"Ahh, you're too sweet to me, Hoseok," you murmur. He always compliments you, but the thing with Hoseok is that he always means it, and although you should be used to it, it still catches you off guard every time.Â
"You deserve it." The soft smile has returned to his face and he lets his fingers drop away from your chin to tangle with yours to lead you out of the studio. âNow come on, you still have your pastry to eat.â
âI totally forgot about that! Oh, but Iâll probably smudge my lipstick.â Your sudden excitement about food dips instantly as you realise this. âI mean, I doubt dollar store stuff has much staying power anyway, but itâll definitely smear onto the pastry, like, immediately.â
âIâll cut it up into small pieces for you,â Hoseok says, and you make a noise of happiness as the door to the Ladylike studio shuts behind you both.
Seulgi and Wendy and Irene all look at each other, the two of you all but forgetting that they'd been standing there and had thus witnessed that entire exchange in excruciating detail. Wendy and Seulgi both open their mouths but before they can speak Irene holds up a hand. âI know,â she says. âTrust me. I know.â
--
Around the office, Jin might be renowned for his silliness, propensity towards dad jokes and loud laughter, but on set- while heâs still very much himself- heâs a professional and takes safety in the kitchen Very Seriously.
âIf you damage any of my equipment with your clumsy fingers, I will grate so much parmesan down your throat that you die of cheese asphyxiation.â
âSounds kinky,â Hoseok laughs, but then he jumps behind you when Jin brandishes a decorative pineapple at him as if heâs about to brain the other man.Â
âBabe, Iâm not about to explain to your family that your final words were, and I quote, ���sounds kinkyâ, especially if it was before Jin offed you via fermented dairy products,â you say, although you still shield Hoseok with your body- as if there was any chance youâd be able to stop Jin if he was on the warpath. His shoulders are so broad. Still, youâd fight him for Hoseok if you had to.
âMy family love you, I think theyâd be okay with it,â Hoseok says from behind you. Jin makes a weird expression with his face before he sets the pineapple back down onto the table next to the rest of your equipment, raising his eyebrows at something; before you can ask whatâs up, youâre distracted by the sensation of Hoseokâs hands coming to rest on your shoulders. âItâs okay, Jin, Y/n and I cook together all the time. We wonât mess up.â
âHobiâs really good at cooking,â you pipe up, and Hoseok affectionately nuzzles at the crown of your head. You cook dinner together at least once a week, trying to use different recipes each time- cooking is a great hobby because you get food at the end of it, and cooking with Hoseok is especially great because you get an excuse to break out the candles and fancy tablecloth your mother had gifted you, even if your food is something simple.Â
(You never thought youâd learn multiple ways to fold a napkin, but Hoseok is always so excited whenever he sees you start to crimp them into shape, so you like to mix things up for him.)
Jinâs face shifts back into that look that youâre starting to think looks like heâs eaten something that heâs not sure if he likes or not- a little disbelieving, perplexed, resigned. You never get a chance to ask why, though: Jin claps his hands and tells you to put on your aprons so you can start filming, and you eagerly pull it over your head before helping Hoseok tie his behind his back. (Jin makes the face again, but youâre too busy tying a cute bow to notice.)
Jin seems genuinely impressed when it turns out that the two of you have been telling the truth. Of course, the Tasty team member is directing you and giving instructions so itâs not as difficult as it might be otherwise, but he ends up surprisingly uninvolved with the physical part of the process; you and Hoseok hand jobs off to each other and work in tandem to prepare the dough and filling, and once the pie is in the oven you even begin to clean everything up unprompted, moving around each other with an unconscious level of ease.Â
Jin just ends up sitting on a stool and watching you do his âminion workâ although you think he just doesnât want to get in the way. Hoseok hipchecks you gently and then giggles when you pretend to be pushed back by the strength of the motion and flop dramatically over the sink.
âHow often do you two cook together?â Although the question is technically directed at the both of you, for some reason you get the feeling that Jin is aiming this more towards Hoseok, who answers him.
âUsually two or three times a week,â Hoseok says.
âHmm. I see.â Jin looks thoughtful, and you canât help but feel like thereâs something youâre missing in this simple question and answer exchange. Hoseok has an expression on his face that youâve never seen before- which youâd thought was impossible, because you know Hoseok inside and out, and itâs confusing. You feel surprisingly unsettled by it.
Your best friend seems like heâs trying to cut whatever tensionâs in the air by turning his attention back to tidying up, but he fumbles when he goes to shut a drawer and catches his fingers. Heâs barely had time to make a small ow noise before youâre there, lifting his hand and inspecting it carefully. âStop distracting my boy, Jin, let him focus on cleaning up your messy ass kitchen,â you say.
âExcuse you, my kitchen is a temple, itâs only a mess because youâve been in here,â Jin says primly.
âSounds like something a messy person would say.â You would roll your eyes but theyâre focused on the reddened skin of Hoseokâs fingers. They just look slightly pinched, nothing major, but still. Youâre careful when you touch him. You donât want him to hurt any further. âAre you okay, baby?â
âNo.â He sniffles and his lip wobbles dramatically and you laugh. You do what you always do when Hoseok hurts himself in some small, superficial way- you lift his hand to your lips and gently kiss the fingers heâd gotten caught, inflamed skin already fading back to its usual colour, pain clearly already gone.Â
âThere,â you declare. âAll better.â
Hoseokâs expression is warm and tender as he looks at you, his fingers still cradled in yours as you look up from your touching hands, and your gazes lock. Thereâs a brief moment of stillness, a second that starts to crystallise into something more, and youâd swear his face had just started inching forwards when thereâs suddenly an almighty clattering noise from behind you and you both jump, the moment broken.
âOops,â Jin says blithely. You turn around to discover that all the pineapple related knick-knacks and decor on the table are now scattered on the floor around him, a tangle of paper decorations and plastic fruit thatâs rolling across the room. âI seem to have slipped.â
âWerenât you just going on about how messy we were?â You raise an eyebrow at him, but youâve already turned away from Hoseok to squat down and help Jin tidy up, chasing down an errant pineapple. You donât see the pointed look that Jin gives Hoseok behind your back, and when you turn around with the over-large pineapple clutched in your arms, both men seem to be acting like normal. âIâm going to pay Namjoon to keep that in the final cut so everyone can see how chaotic you are in the kitchen.â
âJoonie would never betray me like that,â Jin says with completely unearned confidence, just like he does with most things- but the sad thing is, heâs right. Namjoon is too much of a professional to keep unnecessary shots in the video, and besides, Jin seems able to get away with being outrageously chaotic because heâs so charming and pulls it off so well. If the footage of him somehow sending everything to the floor was kept in the video, people would probably love it.
Once the pie is done cooking and has finally cooled enough for Jin to cut it into triangular shapes, youâre so excited to eat it that youâre bouncing up and down on the spot a little. Hoseok is too. Jin humours your excitement with understanding- he loves to eat too- although he raises his eyebrows at the way you and Hoseok lock your arms together before you lean forward to take a bite of the pineapple pie. You let out a muffled little groan into the pastry once it finally touches your tongue, sweet tartness of the pineapple exploding across your tastebuds, pastry buttery and flakey as it melts in your mouth.
âJin, this is so good,â you say, and Hoseok hums around a mouthful of fruit filling in agreement.
âI think your ghost was onto something,â Jin says. Heâs already polished off his slice, while you and Hoseok are barely halfway through your own, disentangling your arms so you can focus on eating properly. Sometimes you wonder if Jin just unhinges his jaw and swallows things whole because youâve never seen someone who can eat as quickly as he can. âThey could see you pining.â
Your face twists in confusion. âWhat?â
âYou know⌠pining⌠like a pineapple,â Jin says, before giggling to himself like heâs just told the worldâs funniest joke. You raise your eyebrows at Hoseok, but then you take another bite of the pie and immediately forget about Jinâs cryptic nonsense.
âThis is so good, isnât it, Hobi?â You ask.
âItâs so sweet and light and delicious,â Hoseok says. âItâs the best thing Iâve ever tasted.â
âI thought we were talking about the pie, not me, Hoseok,â Jin says, and then lets out peals of squeaky laughter when you roll your eyes.
âYouâre incorrigible.â
âI think you can get a cream for that,â Jin continues to laugh, before you throw a paper pineapple at him.
--
Thereâs still pie left over the next day. Of course, youâve saved slices for the rest of your crew. Jimin and Taehyung are snacking on slices of pie as they help each other set up the cameras and mics in the studio, making sure the lighting hits you and Hoseok so that you stand out against the room behind you. Todayâs the day youâve set aside to film the 70th episode, and youâre excited for the chance to do an official retrospective of the show so that you can look back at all the places youâve been to and the things youâve discussed, as well as plans for the future.
âDid the two of you coordinate your outfits for the video?â Tae says curiously, and you glance down at your clothes. Itâs only then you realise that- although your outfit is darker than his- there are flowers on Hoseokâs bomber jacket and your dress is covered in a floral pattern.
âHuh, I didnât even notice,â you mutter as you pluck at your dress. âGuess weâre just telepathic.â
Hoseok stays silent, strangely enough, but when you hold your hand up for a high five he responds enthusiastically and continues to grip your hand afterwards, which makes you laugh. âThatâs friendship,â he says, and you laugh again, squeezing his hand.
The two of you keep laughing as the cameras start to roll, watching the clips from your most popular episodes so far, between answering commonly asked questions from fans- one of the more frequently asked being âwhy did Hoseok agree to be a co-host when he always seems scared during filming and screams all the time?â
You read this question off your list and Hoseokâs answer is immediate. âY/n is one of the hardest workers I know,â he says. âSo I was excited to be invited on board for a show that she had created. And I wouldnât say that Iâm always screaming-â
âYeah, when you have to pause to breathe,â you interject, and he laughs.
âSure,â he says indulgently. âBut, honestly, when Y/n is there itâs easy to forget that weâre standing in some terrifying old building or haunted tomb or whatever.â You rest your chin on your hand as you watch him continue to speak. âI would honestly be a lot more scared if she wasnât there. Sheâs very good at distracting me if Iâm getting too worried. Sheâs very comforting.â
âThatâs a nice way of saying that Iâm basically a defence mechanism for you.â
âBasically.â Hoseok grins at you so widely, teeth on show, gorgeous.Â
Now that he mentions it, itâs true that as your friendship has grown, his fear has ebbed; although he still screams as loudly as before, it happens less often, but because sudden noises and jump scares always startle him, it still happens a lot. If you donât take the time to reflect itâs kind of easy to forget how your friendship has grown over time, which is why itâs another good reason to have this retrospective- for the sake of the series, sure, but your relationship with Hoseok has grown as the show has, too.
When you flip over the final page to read the final question, youâre surprised to see an extra one tacked onto the end- youâd been the one to select them, after all, and this one has been added after the fact, someoneâs messy handwriting scratched across the paper. You donât recognise the writing. Honestly it kind of looks like someone had written it with their non-dominant hand to avoid detection, almost like a childâs writing from a cartoon, all but missing the backward Eâs- but the question is pretty innocuous, so you figure you may as well answer it. You can just ask Namjoon to cut the footage later if you donât like it.
âY/n: If Hoseok decided to quit being your co-host, who would you want to replace him?â You squint at the paper as you decipher the scrawl, not seeing how Jimin and Taehyung exchange a sly, down-low high five off camera. âHuh.â
âYou started the series with Yoongi, right?â Hoseok pipes up. âWould you bring him back?â
Youâd chosen Yoongi as your original co-host for Unsolved because you vibed well and had pretty similar opinions when it came to a lot of things, and youâd worked well together in the past, but the truth is that- âNo, I wouldnât,â you say immediately. Hoseok seems genuinely surprised. âHonestly, if you stopped co-hosting with me, that would be the end of Unsolved. Hoseok and I are a package deal at this point and I would never consider filming the show without him.â
Hoseok looks stunned, but you keep going. âThe show wouldnât exist without Hoseok. Yoongi was great for the videos he was in, but- even if he didnât have other commitments, he couldnât take over from Hobi. Unsolved isnât just a show about the supernatural, or crimes, itâs about us dealing with the supernatural or true crimes,â you continue, and then your nose wrinkles as you realise what youâve said. âWell, we donât directly deal with true crimes, fortunately. Iâd make a terrible detective. My hand isnât steady enough to draw one of those chalk outlines, yâknow? Iâd probably just end up drawing someone who looked suspiciously like Kirby. Anyway, Hoseok is my best friend as well as my co-host; if you get one of us, you get both of us, and if you donât get both of us, you get neither of us.â
âI love you, Y/n,â Hoseok says. Itâs not the first time heâs said this to you, but you think itâs the first time heâs ever said it on camera, and his tone is strangely earnest. He must be getting really nostalgic about the start of the show if itâs making him sound like that.
âLove you too, Hobi.â You beam at him. âIâm really glad we became friends.â
Behind the cameras, Taehyung makes a weird croaking sound and Jimin hits him hard on the arm.
âUh, normally when someone's choking you hit them on the back, Minnie,â you say.
âIâm not choking, Iâm fine,â Taehyung wheezes. Jimin punches him again.
âUh-huh.â You raise an eyebrow. âAnyway. What was I saying. Oh! Yeah, referring back to the question- while I would never stop him if he thought it was the right thing to do, I certainly hope that Hobi doesnât want to quit being a co-host.â
âI would never.â Hoseokâs expression is weirdly intense as he says this and you canât help but laugh.
âGood! Iâm glad weâre both in it for the long haul.â
Taehyung still looks kind of constipated once filming is over, but before you can ask him whatâs up, Jimin pulls him to the corner of the room and the two men exchange some quiet words. They seem oddly serious and you purse your lips as you try to work out whatâs going on, but then Hoseokâs hand slips into yours and your attention is drawn away from them.
âCelebratory 70th episode filming dinner?â
âI thought we were going to have a celebratory dinner with our minions when the episode actually aired,â you say, tilting your head at Taehyung and Jimin. âDidnât you put it in the GCal?â
âI meant just you and me,â Hoseok says, squeezing your hand gently. âA co-host only dinner.â
âOoh, weâre in an exclusive club, are we?â You giggle and squeeze his hand back. âSure, why not. Can we have pizza? Iâm feeling like pizza.â
âYou can have anything you want, baby,â Hoseok answers, affection written across all his features. You go all wobbly inside, your insides melting into a puddle of goo at how warm and tender he is. You love your best friend so much. âLetâs leave those two to it, it seems like theyâre busy.â
You look back over at your cameramen. Jimin has his cheeks puffed out and Taehyung looks chagrined. You purse your lips again, a little unsure if you should leave them if theyâre having some sort of disagreement, but then Hoseok slips his hand out of yours and crouches down in a way that you recognise instantly. You make a noise of happiness and leap up, letting him lift you into a piggyback; you lock your arms around his neck and start to giggle as he bounces you a little, getting his hands comfortable under your calves.
âWeâre off!â Hoseok announces. Jimin and Taehyung look away from their discussion to the two of you, their expressions both mirrors of each other as their eyebrows rise in unison when they spot how Hoseok is carrying you. âWeâll leave you to tidy the studio.â
âEnjoy the rest of the pie!â You wiggle your fingers at them in a little wave before squealing when Hoseok hitches you up his back again without warning, tightening your grip on him. âPizza time, Hobi, letâs go.â
âYour wish is my command, princess,â Hoseok says, waggling his eyebrows in a way that makes you laugh before you bury your head in his hair, stifling your giggles against his scalp. He smells so nice and soft and lovely, familiar, like home.
âWow, theyâre unbelievable,â Jimin whispers behind you, though you donât hear him, more focused on not bumping your head in the doorway as Hoseok walks you both out of the studio.Â
You end up going to your favourite pizzeria, sitting at your usual booth in the corner. Youâve been here so many times with Hoseok that you donât need to look at the menu and just order your usual half-and-half, feeding each other slices of garlic bread and struggling with the gooey, molten cheese that seems to stretch endlessly from your slices of pizza. You feel warm and comfortable, your feet brushing under the small table whenever you shift your legs, laughing each time Hoseok traps your foot under his before letting you go.
âI canât believe weâve done 70 episodes,â you say, leaning back against the smooth leather of the booth seat after youâve stolen a sip of Hoseokâs Sprite. âI never thought weâd get this far. I honestly thought youâd have died of fright by now,â you tease, swinging your leg gently against his.
âIf I die, Iâll haunt you from beyond the grave,â Hoseok says, pulling a face at you thatâs clearly meant to be ghoulish, and you laugh.
âIâll take the spirit box home from work so you can talk to me.â You lean your elbow on the table and rest your chin on your palm, still smiling. âObviously youâd do the same for me, right?â
âAs long as you kept other ghosts away from it,â Hoseok says, shivering. âI donât want to have to talk to them too.â
âI promise. Iâll be the only thing haunting you, donât worry.â
Hoseok smiles at you, eyes warm. "I wouldn't have it any other way."
You share a banana split for dessert. Youâre pretty full so Hoseok eats the majority of it, which gives you the opportunity to watch him, the way his dimples appear when he chews; you must have watched him eat a thousand times but youâre never any less endeared by the sight.
âI meant what I said, you know,â you say suddenly, and Hoseok looks up, cheeks bulging with ice cream and banana.
âHmrh?â He makes a noise of questioning around his mouthful of food, and you laugh when you spot a smear of chocolate sauce on his chin. You swipe it away with your thumb before mindlessly sucking it off, too distracted by the sweetness bursting across your tongue to notice how Hoseok stares at the motion with wide eyes. He swallows. âWhat?â
âWhen I said that I was glad that we became friends,â you say. âWhen I first asked you to star in an episode I never thought weâd end up here, you know? But⌠Iâm really happy. And I really do love you a lot, Hoseok.â
Hoseok smiles all the time. In fact, youâd say he spends more time smiling than he doesnât, happiness always radiating from his face like sunlight shining down from the sky, golden and bright- but the smile he gives you right now is softer than that. Itâs more like the softness of the sunrise, spilling over you through just-opened curtains, warm and gentle and comforting.
âI love you too, Y/n,â he says. âMore than anything.â
You put a hand over your face as you giggle bashfully at the earnest look on his face. âStop,â you whine. âYouâre so cheesy, oh my God.â
âYou said it first,â Hoseok points out, but he starts to laugh along with you, before the server comes over to give you your bill and you end up fighting over who pays- Hoseok wins, much to your disappointment, but lets you front the tip as a compromise.
As always he catches the subway with you and holds your hand all the way home, only letting go when you get to the door of your apartment building. âIâll see you tomorrow morning,â he says, and you glance up from where youâve been rummaging in your bag for your keys.
âBright and early as always,â you reply, smiling. âIâll make sure to bring your casserole dish back tomorrow, itâs still on my counter. Iâll make you some lunch to make up for how long Iâve kept it.â
âOkay.â Hoseok watches as you finally unearth your keys, jingling them triumphantly as you do. âBaby?â
âHm?â You look up from where youâve been fitting the keys into the lock. âYes?â
âI meant it when I said it, too.â He looks oddly sombre, none of the usual levity on his face. âI love you more than anything, Y/n.â
Your heart seizes in your chest, stuttering a little at his tone and his expression. Heâs told you that he loves you, sure, and you always say it back, but Hoseokâs never said it like this:Â like thereâs more meaning behind his words than normal. Youâre staring at him with wide eyes, frozen in place, key still pressed into the lock- but before you can gather your thoughts Hoseokâs face is morphing into his usual smile before he dips forwards and kisses you on the forehead.
âAlright, Iâll see you tomorrow! Donât forget the casserole dish!âÂ
And then heâs bouncing down the steps just like he always does, turning momentarily to give you a jaunty wave before walking briskly back in the direction of the subway.
âSee you tomorrow,â you echo faintly, feeling off kilter and off balance as you watch him disappear into the distance.
--
Okay. So. Youâve told yourself on multiple occasions that, nowadays, what you feel for Hoseok is entirely platonic. Heâs your best friend, and you love him, and itâs very easy to feel romantically inclined towards your friends sometimes because friendship involves love, and you should be friends with your romantic partners anyway, so thereâs a lot of overlap. You may have lingering memories of your crush, yes, but youâre over it.Â
At least, you could have sworn you were. So why are you projecting onto Hoseok again all of a sudden? When he said he loved you, it wasnât a romantic confession, despite what your instincts might be telling you. Your brain is screaming at you to look at it logically, and youâre trying your best to tell yourself that, that it Wasnât Romantic and it was Just Hoseok Being Hoseok, the man who tells all his friends that he loves them on a regular basis, it wasnât romantic.
âMorning, baby,â Hoseok says, smiling at you, before noticing both the coffees youâre holding. âOoh, is one of those for me?â
âHi.â Your voice is weirdly breathless. âYeah, I got your favourite.â
Hoseok lights up and makes grabby hands at you, and you feel utterly helpless as you hand it over. You feel like Past-Y/n, a previous version of yourself, the one that was still new to BigHit and used to get all in a muddle when Hoseok so much as looked at you. You feel like youâre rediscovering your crush all over again, like some sort of giddy schoolgirl, and you kind of want to slap yourself- but then Hoseok takes a sip of his coffee and makes a little noise of pleasure and all that self-hatred turns to static, replaced with nothing but affection for the man holding the door open for you.
You manage to keep it together pretty well, for the most part, you think. Itâs not until you leave your computer to speak to Hoseok about something that you nearly lose it. He sees you coming and smiles widely, instinctively wheeling away his desk and patting his lap in invitation. Your brain goes blank as you panic and you abruptly swerve and act like you were walking over to Jungkook the whole time, missing the way Hoseokâs face drops with disappointment.
Youâve been lurking to one side of Jungkookâs desk for a few minutes before the man acknowledges you, looking away from the video heâs apparently editing to raise an eyebrow at you.Â
âAre you lost? Hobi-hyung is over there.â Jungkook starts to point but then you grab his hand before anyone notices, pushing it back down against his desk.
âI know where Hobi is,â you say through gritted teeth. Jungkook blinks at you as you continue to trap his hand against his desk, tightening your grip when his fingers twitch. âI am having a small crisis and I would appreciate it if you let me pretend to have a conversation with you about work.â
Jungkook looks baffled but doesnât argue, clearly a little scared of how tightly youâre grasping his fingers. âUm, okay,â he says, slowly. âDo you need to hold my hand at the same time?â
You look down at where your hands are still connected before you release him. He flexes his fingers with a wince. âWow, youâre a lot stronger than you look.â He sounds impressed. âHave you been working out?â
âI bench press the weight of my stupidity daily,â you sigh. Jungkook lets your words pass without comment, putting his free hand back onto his mouse and resuming his work. You squint at his screen, intrigued. âWhat are you working on?â
You end up perching on Jungkookâs desk as he talks you through his most recent project, and how he and Tae have almost finished putting together the cat shelter video- you coo at all the footage of the different cats, small kittens to mangy strays, scruffy and cute. Youâre too busy laughing at the unflattering shots they have of Yoongi while heâd been sleeping before theyâd written across his face and you donât notice how Hoseok keeps looking over with a mix of confusion and almost hurt flashing across his features.Â
He doesn't show any of this when you meet him later, though. Youâve recomposed yourself by the time lunch rolls around and you manage to return Hoseokâs casserole dish without fumbling. Despite your inner turmoil last night youâd still made time to pack lunch for the two of you, using the cute lunchboxes that Hoseokâs family had given you last Christmas- he lights up when he sees the dosirak youâve packed, fluffy rice and other side dishes, all of his favourites.
âYou are a blessing,â he says, and you smile as he eagerly dives in. You tackle your own food more slowly, having to approach the kimbap carefully because of how youâd been overzealous with the filling. âOoh, can I have some of that?â
âSure,â you say, gesturing at the bite sized slices in the tub in front of you. Instead of taking one of those, however, Hoseok leans forward for the piece of kimbap youâve already grabbed. Youâre frozen in place as you feel his lips around your fingers, teeth lightly grazing your skin as you instinctively surrender the food to his mouth, a light swipe of his tongue over your fingertips to catch the light sheen of sesame oil there, soft and wet against your touch.Â
Hoseok leans back and chews like nothing is out of the ordinary- and to be fair, youâve fed finger foods to him before, itâs not out of the ordinary, but right now you feel like youâre on the verge of a meltdown. Your brain keeps replaying the past few seconds, the softness of his lips around your fingers, the wet of his tongue against them, the way his eyelashes had fanned out against his cheek as heâd glanced down at the food in your hand. You are Very Much Not Okay.
Hoseok is still happily chewing his kimbap, swallowing it down and taking a sip of water before he seems to notice that youâve gone eerily silent. âY/n?â He blinks at you. âAre you okay?â
âUh, yeah,â you say. âUm. I just remembered that I. Have a thing? I have to? Go do? You can eat the rest, seeyoulaterBYE.â
You canât let this crush rear its head like this again and make your friendship awkward. The two of you have shared the same bed more times than you can count, for Godâs sake, and youâve even discussed rooming together- the rent in LA isnât exactly cheap, and if you pooled your resources you could get a pretty nice place- and that had all been okay! That hadnât made you feel strange at all! But Hoseok eats food from your hand like he has a thousand times and youâre spiralling out of control like this? Why is this happening now?
Ugh. Ughughughugh. Stupid.
Namjoon finds you hidden away in the Unsolved studio later, where youâve absconded with your tablet to try your best to get some work done with your limited resources, hidden away from everyone; itâs weird being in here when youâre not filming, without Hoseok in the seat next to you, so youâre not really doing a great job. (Youâve spent more time blankly watching Queer Eye on Netflix than you have being productive.)
âHey, Y/n.â Namjoonâs gentle voice is like a balm to your soul. Hoseok might be your best friend now, but Namjoon was your friend first and the two of you are still close, both in and out of work. Heâd made you feel comfortable and welcome when youâd first joined the team and continues to support all your projects. Heâs a really great friend and colleague and an even better person.
You smile at him as he shuts the door. You can tell heâs trying to do it quietly but ends up accidentally slamming it loudly, and you stifle a laugh as you notice the guilt that appears on his face.
âJoonie! Come on in.â You beckon at the seat next to you, scooting away a little so he plenty of room to sit. âEverything alright?â
âYeah, Iâm fine, I just wanted to talk to you about some editing stuff but Hobi said youâd disappeared somewhere for a, um, âthingâ.â Namjoon doesnât comment on the fact that you still clearly have Queer Eye open on your tablet, Jonathanâs face a blur on the screen from where youâve paused it during a transitional shot. Instead he sits carefully down next to you and leans back in the chair, adjusting his glasses; he looks particularly cozy today, with his glasses and jumper and cardigan. He pulls off the Hot Academic look really well. âAny particular reason why youâve squirreled yourself away here?â
You muffle a sigh, looking down at the notebook you have next to your tablet; what little handwriting is on the page is especially messy and disjointed, reflecting your distracted mind. Namjoon has a naturally reassuring presence anyway but his outfit today seems to accentuate that even further, like you could bury your head into the fuzziness of his jumper and find inner peace.
âOh, okay, I suppose this is happening,â he says.
Yep, the jumper is just as soft as youâd thought, and it smells nice and soft too. Namjoon doesnât seem bothered that youâve smooshed your face into his shoulder and instead he angles himself so youâre both more comfortable, and he starts to pat your back soothingly. Itâs nice, of course, but you canât help but compare his touch to Hoseokâs- Namjoon is more methodical and measured, like heâs thinking about each motion, while Hoseok just seems smoother and more natural because heâs always touching you, second nature by now.Â
âDo you want to talk about it?â
âUghughughughguhguh,â you say articulately into the weave of Namjoonâs clothing. He chuckles warmly.
âLong day?â
Good old Namjoon. A gentle question, open ended, offering you the opportunity to deflect, or tell him the truth. You turn your head to avoid getting jumper lint in your mouth, but stay leaned against him.
âKind of,â you say. âItâs justâŚâ You struggle to put it into words, but Namjoon just waits patiently while he continues to pat your back. âItâs Hobi?â
Namjoonâs hand goes still, though youâre not sure if itâs because of your words themselves or the tone of them, the way you pitched it up at the end like a question, like you werenât too sure yourself. âDid he do something?â
âNo! No. Yes? No,â you settle on. âNo, no he didnât. Itâs not him, itâs me,â you say. âUgh.â
You end up pulling away from Namjoon to scrub tiredly at your face, not noticing his expression, which he quickly reschools when you look back at him. âWe were just doing our usual thing, you know,â you say, and Namjoon nods as he listens, even though your description is incredibly vague and could mean any number of things. âBut then he said he loved me and like- weâre best friends, we say we love each other a lot, itâs not unusual or anything, but⌠I guess it got to me this time? Like it felt like something more than just friendship? He didnât mean it like that, of course, but I guess itâs hard to, uh, shake that feeling now that itâs gotten into my head.â
âDoes it make you uncomfortable?â Although Namjoon seems a little perplexed heâs still clearly concerned, and your eyes widen.
âWhat? No, no, itâs fine! I donât mind it. Itâs more that-â You pause. Youâve never actually voiced your less-than-platonic feelings for Hoseok out loud, though youâre certain it must have been obvious to start with- even though no one had ever mentioned it or teased you about it, so maybe they hadn't noticed.Â
Either way, it sort of feels like once you put the words out into the world then the truth will linger and be unavoidable in a way that youâve been desperately avoiding so far. But itâs just you, and Namjoon, and you would trust Namjoon with your life, even if you wouldnât trust him to hold anything fragile or delicate. âItâs not the idea of Hoseok loving me like that that makes me uncomfortable. I just donât want things to be weird?â Namjoon continues to look levelly at you, waiting patiently for you to get to the point, and you take in a deep breath. âIhaveacrushonHobi,â you rush out. âAnd I donât want to ruin the friendship by reading into things too much because Iâm being overly hopeful or something.â
Namjoon pauses. He looks thoughtful as he fixes his gaze on you through his glasses. âY/n.â He sounds solemn, like heâs discussing something of deep importance, like your tiny breakdown over your best friend requires the same level of gravity as the rapid disappearance of bees, or climate change- like itâs something world changing and heavy and important. Heâs not doing what youâve done over the years, as in, desperately tried to minimise your feelings just so you can stay sane. âYou sound unhappy about it.â
âI am unhappy about it,â you say, unhappy. âHobi is my best friend and I do love him a lot, and Iâm happy being friends, and I reallyreallyreally donât want to make things weird. I should be used to this by now, itâs not like what he and I do is anything Iâm not used to.â
âThings change when romantic feelings develop,â Namjoon says, ever patient, and you let out a pained little groan.
âItâs not- these feelings arenât new, Namjoon.â You sigh, and for the first time since you started this conversation, Namjoon looks surprised. Guess your crush on Hoseok hadnât been obvious in the beginning, then. âI donât know if I ever told you that I met Hoseok before I even got a job here, technically?â
Youâd come out of your BigHit interview feeling unsure. Off balance. You hadnât known if youâd come across as desperate and too eager to please, rather than a go-getter team player, but all youâd been able to think about was how getting a job at BigHit would mean that you could finally save up enough to move out of the awful shared room you were in with the mould in the corner that kept coming back no matter how many times you cleaned it. The interview had gone on longer than you thought and you barely had time to get to Starbucks before your shift started- if you got a job at BigHit you could finally quit that place- and youâd hurried to leave the building only to discover that it was raining.
âOh,â youâd said.Â
Youâd stood in the reception area, staring out of the glass windows at the torrential downpour outside; it had been sunny earlier that day, no indication that the heavens were going to open, and you hadnât brought a coat or umbrella with you. Your one nice interview outfit was going to get drenched, and it was going to stay wet in your locker at Starbucks while you were working, and basically the entire month had been just terrible and after a potentially wasted interview you just kind of wanted to cry.
Before the tears could start to pool in your eyes, however, Hoseok had appeared. Not that youâd known him or his name at the time, of course, but heâd swept into the building like some burst of sunlight that had cut through the clouds despite the rain, shaking an umbrella off before laughing at Yoongiâs disgruntled face at the scattering water. Youâd been stunned by the sudden flare of energy in the room and were still standing there when Hoseokâs eyes fell on you, on your stance, the way you were staring at the grey skies outside and the obvious lack of an umbrella in your hands.
And heâd just- heâd just walked up to you like you were friends, like he knew you, and heâd proffered the still damp umbrella, like it was nothing.
âItâs raining pretty heavily out there,â heâd said, and heâd been smiling, and youâd looked at him in shock, and heâd laughed. âYouâll need this.â
âI- what?â
âYou clearly need this more than me,â Hoseok had said, bright smile fading into something a little more gentle, and youâd accepted the umbrella with unsteady hands, unable to say no to this sunshine of a man. âFeel free to give it back whenever.â
âI- I donât work here,â youâd admitted, shamefaced. âIâm just here for an interview.â
âSo you can give it back to me once you get the job.â Hoseok had said it like it was a done deal, like there werenât other people vying for the position youâd applied for, people who were probably infinitely more qualified and better in interviews. âOkay?â
For the first time that month, youâd felt like someone believed in you- because you certainly didnât believe in yourself. But Hoseok had been smiling at you, with his heart shaped mouth and his bright eyes, and youâd felt like a flower basking in his rays, turning towards him as your petals unfurled in his light, and youâd said- âSure. Yes. I will.â
Here, now, in the present, you look down at your hands as you finish telling this story. âI just put the umbrella on his desk when he wasnât around, after I got the job,â you tell Namjoon. âI didnât talk to Hobi for ages because I didnât- I didnât have the strength to look him in the face without, you know. Without making it obvious that I had a raging schoolgirl crush on him. And he never said anything about it- I don't think he even remembered me at all, he'd just given some person his umbrella because they needed it, you know? And then we became friends and my crush died down and everything was okay, but- I guess the crush never really went away after all. Ugh,â you say. âThis sucks, Joon. It sucks.â
The way Namjoon looks at you is compassionate and soft. âI know,â he says. âItâs understandable that youâre worried about this, because your friendship with Hoseok is important to you. But I donât think you have anything to be concerned about, really.â
âYouâre just saying that,â you mumble, and Namjoon chuckles.
âNo, Iâm not,â he says, gently. âI think you need to be more confident in what you and Hoseok have. Even if you admitted your feelings and he didnât feel the same, you know he loves you too much to throw your friendship away, and itâs strong enough that it can survive whateverâs thrown at it. But, if youâll forgive me for speaking out of turn, I would wager youâre not the only one with romantic feelings, Y/n.â
âYouâre very sweet, Joonie, but I really donât think thatâs the case.â You let out a little self-pitying sigh. âHobiâs just so lovely to everyone, it probably seems like that because weâre best friends.â
One of Namjoonâs eyebrows rises. âIs that what you really think?â
âYes,â you say, a little miserable, looking down as you pick at a loose thread in one of your sleeves. âPeople mistake us as a couple a lot because weâre so close, you know? But Hoseok doesnât see me like that.â
âMm.â Namjoon makes a little noise of understanding, giving you a considering look as you continue to unravel your sleeve. âI see.â
He eventually coaxes you out of the studio, and when he discovers that you never finished your lunch he brings you to the cafĂŠ around the corner that all the BigHit employees love; you pick up an iced coffee for Hoseok, just the way he likes it. You feel better after talking to Namjoon and by the time you leave the cafĂŠ you feel pretty much back to normal. Mostly relaxed. You donât feel weird when Hoseok lights up when he sees you, because he always does, because youâre his best friend, and this is normal. You can be normal.
âAgain? It was my turn to get you coffee,â Hoseok says with a pout and you laugh.
âDonât worry about it.â When you hand Hoseok his drink and your fingers brush, itâs okay. Itâs okay. Your friendship with Hoseok is more important than your other feelings for him, and youâll just focus on that. Youâre not sure thatâs what Namjoon was trying to communicate to you, with all his listening and gentle words, but you can bottle up these emotions and keep them on lockdown until the weird feeling passes. Itâll work. Youâll be fine.
A few hours later, you realise that youâre not fine.
âJoonie!â You pounce on Namjoon when you find him alone in the break room, filling a glass at the tap. He jumps and sends water sloshing over his hands when he drops his cup, though it fortunately doesnât break when it clatters into the sink. âOh, sorry, I didnât mean to surprise you.â
âIâm not going to point out that you snuck up on me from behind without making any noise, but, thatâs okay,â Namjoon says, ever tolerant. He very carefully puts the glass upright in the middle of the sink before he turns around. âWhatâs up?â
âI, um, am maybe panicking a little bit,â you admit in a hushed voice, even though thereâs no one else in the tiny kitchen with you. âSo you know Unsolved has a bigger budget now that weâre more popular? And Iâve been pushing for us to go abroad somewhere on said bigger budget? And they said we could schedule some episodes for Britain because basically every other building in Britain is haunted?â
âYes, I am aware,â Namjoon says. âI did help you to draft the emails that you sent management.â
âYou did, and Iâm still eternally grateful,â you say, truthfully. âBut Iâve been so caught up in the 70th episode retrospective and my much more recent, uh, Hoseok related stuff, that I totally forgot how soon it was coming up and we fly to London next week?â
Namjoon blinks at you. âYou have plenty of time to pack before next week, why are you panicking?â
You muffle a scream into your hands while Namjoon looks on with concern.Â
âItâs not packing Iâm worried about, Joon,â you say once youâve pulled your face out of your palms. âItâs just that when weâre abroad Iâm not going to be able to get away from Hoseok and Iâm worried that Iâm going to erupt like a volcano and spew all my emotions over him and then Iâm going to have to change my name and drop off the grid forever when he inevitably rejects me, and I was always terrible at camping. I could never get the fire to light.â
Namjoon, for all that his patience seems endless and eternal, gives you a look that borders on weary. Like heâs the father to a child who keeps eating glue even after being told that thereâs no nutritional value in it and they should be using it for macaroni art anyway, and also why are they eating the glue when itâd make more sense to eat the pasta thatâs right there, even if itâs uncooked?Â
âFirst of all, you can be off the grid and still have access to ways of heating that donât require fire,â he says. âAnd second of all, why are you panicking so much about London?â
âBecause Hobi always gets super clingy when we fly anywhere.â You shuffle from foot to foot, feeling awkward. âAnd thatâs when weâre still in the US. I feel like if weâre in a different country itâll be compounded? Even if I donât say anything out loud, I feel like my feelings will be obvious just in the way I act?â
Namjoon pauses before he grips your shoulders. His palms feel so big and warm, a steadying presence. âWould that be so terrible? Think about it, Y/n. If that was the case, then it gives Hobi the opportunity to speak out if he notices. If your friendship is entirely platonic to him, then he wonât notice, right? Youâll be okay.â
You open your mouth to take in a breath and respond, but before you can say anything Seokjin comes sauntering into the cramped break area, entirely indifferent to the weird atmosphere heâs walked into. His eyebrows raise as he spots how you and Namjoon are standing. âOoh, are we gossiping? Is there tea to be spilled? You both look very serious, let me in on it.â
âI was just asking Namjoon if there was any advice he could give me about travelling to Britain,â you lie.
âShe didnât realise that over there lemonade is like soda.â Namjoon lets his hands drop from your shoulders as he plays along with ruse, and your face twists up in confusion.
âItâs what?â You look at him for a second before realising that Jin is staring at you, and you pretend to laugh. âOhh, yeah, haha! Yeah, thatâs crazy, haha. Um, I should get back to my desk for my notebook, I should write this down before I forget,â you say, before scuttling out of the break room.
Once youâve disappeared, Seokjin gives Namjoon a long look. âI canât believe you havenât broken yet,â he says. âI still personally think we should just lock them both in a room together until one of them confesses, but apparently thatâs âinappropriate workplace behaviourâ.â The air quotes he makes are exaggerated and theatrical, as if the entire thing is a farce.
âIt is and Iâm not going to take that statement back,â Namjoon responds. Seokjin rolls his eyes dramatically but Namjoon ignores him. âItâs better if they come around to it by themselves. I believe in them. Besides, werenât you the one who intervened when it looked like Hoseok was going to kiss her? I had to edit that footage, I saw how you pushed all those decorations off the table.â
Jin raises his eyebrows. âCan you imagine the chaos if heâd done that without either of them confessing properly first? Theyâd both pretend like it never happened. I was doing them a favour.â He casts a sideways look at Namjoon, who nods in reluctant agreement. âYou know the rest of the office has a pool on how soon one of those idiots actually confesses? Do you want in on it? If either one of us gets it, we can split it 50/50.â
âThatâs also grossly inappropriate,â Namjoon says, before he pauses. âHm. How much is in the pool?â
--
Turns out you didnât need to worry so much.
âOh my God, look at that!â Hoseok has his face pressed up against the glass of the pod, the London Eye giving you the opportunity to look down at the metropolis of the city sprawling out below you; Hoseokâs pointing at a weirdly shaped skyscraper, panels of glass refracting off alternate shades of blue. âThatâs so cool!â
âI think itâs called The Gherkin,â you say and he makes a noise of delight. Beside you, Jimin and Taehyung take a selfie with the panorama of London behind them, and you smile.
Itâs true that Hoseok has been clingier than usual. The thing is, though, youâve been clingier too; youâve had time between filming to do some sightseeing, and neither of you have been to London before, so everything is exciting and fun and new, and youâve been holding onto each other throughout the journey, familiarity in an unfamiliar place. Youâre too busy taking in the sights and travelling from place to place, you and Hoseok and Jimin and Taehyung cramming close together each time you take the Tube somewhere, or asking people to take photos of you, and youâre having too much fun to worry about anything else.
You even get recognised a few times, which is exciting. You know Unsolved is popular but thereâs something gratifying about people an ocean away knowing who you are and enjoying your work- you look on fondly as Hoseok makes your fans laugh, putting the nervous ones at ease, before shuffling together so they can take photos with you. Itâs lovely, really, and youâre so glad that you and Hoseok get to experience this together. Thereâs no one else youâd rather be with.
Youâd had a brief moment of panic after filming the first episode, Hoseok sliding into your bed as per usual, but youâd both been so tired and jetlagged that youâd basically fallen asleep the second heâd finished wrapping his arms around you, so it had been okay. You werenât as jetlagged for the second episode, of course, but there was something soothing about having Hoseok curled around you as he slept; despite how your heart probably should have been racing, it had just gone quiet instead, slipping into a gentle beating rhythm as youâd drifted into sleep.
So on the whole itâs been all been going a lot better than youâd thought. It feels natural to let your head fall onto Hoseokâs shoulder as you both stare out of the train window, watching the fields and villages slip by as you race out of London to your final filming location, only a few days away from jetting home again.
âWe should come back,â Hoseok says suddenly, his voice low enough that Jimin and Taehyung arenât distracted from the card game theyâre playing together across the aisle from you.
âFor more episodes? Weâll probably have to wait till the next quarter so thereâs money in the budget.â You turn away from the view outside to look up at him, chin resting on his shoulder. âWe can start looking up other haunted locations when we get home, if you want.â
Hoseok smiles. âI meant we should come back just for a regular holiday,â he says. âSo we donât have to worry about rushing from place to place. I know youâre disappointed we didnât have time to see the Royal Botanic Gardens. I know how much you love flowers.â
Oh. You keep looking up at Hoseok, the way you have such a perfect view of the round apples of his cheeks, the swoop of his nose, the sharp cut of his jaw- you think about walking hand in hand with him past bursting blooms, through delicate arching greenhouses, surrounded by colour and beauty, and you know youâd still think he was the most beautiful flower there.Â
âIâd like that,â you say quietly. Youâre almost drowned out by how loudly Taehyung yells snap! and the subsequent groan Jimin lets out, but you know Hoseok hears you by the way his mouth lifts into a smile. âIs there anything you wanted to see next time?â
Hoseok shrugs, but only with one shoulder, doing a little jiggle with the one youâre not resting your chin on, which makes you smile. âNothing specific,â he says. âIâm happy as long as I get to see it with you.â
Your eyes flutter shut as he says this, words settling deep in your chest, and you turn your head so that your cheek is resting on his shoulder again, shirt soft against your skin. âLove you, Hobi.â
Hoseok doesnât respond straight away, but then he turns his head and kisses the crown of your head lightly. âLove you too.â
You arrive in Colchester in the late afternoon, and you donât film until tomorrow, so after youâve finished unpacking your stuff at your apparently haunted bed and breakfast, you make the group decision to just chill out for the evening and grab a couple of drinks. Thereâs a pub near your B&B so you and the boys pile into it, claiming a table in the corner so that youâre not in the way of the regulars, although every so often one of you has to venture up to the bar to order your drinks, trying to follow whatever sort of queuing system seems to be going on. (After the lemonade thing you had actually ended up actually asking Namjoon about Britain and the etiquette over here, and he was very insistent on following queues.)
By the time itâs your turn to grab the drinks it seems like itâs starting to get busy, so itâs taking some time for the bartender to get to you, but thatâs okay- you lean against the bar and scroll through your phone, taking the opportunity to double check your schedule for tomorrow, when you feel someone tap your arm and you glance up.
âHi,â the man says. Heâs been waiting nearby, lounging against the bar, similar to you. âAre you waiting for a drink? You can go first, if youâd like.â
âOh, no, no!â You shake your head and laugh a little. âYou were here before me, thatâs okay.â
When he hears your accent his eyes light up. âOh, are you a tourist? I thought I hadnât seen you around, because I definitely would have remembered you. How long are you over here for?â
âUh, just a couple of nights.â You smile at him. âIâm guessing youâre a local?â
âYeah.â He smiles back at you. âI could show you around, if youâd like.â
You startle at the sudden sensation of hands sliding around your waist, but it only takes you a second to recognise the touch and you relax against Hoseok, your back pressed against his chest as you turn away from the man to glance up at your friend. âHi, baby,â he says. âDid you make a friend?â
âWeâve only just started talking, actually,â you say, turning back to the guy you have yet to introduce yourself properly to. âSorry, I never caught your name?â
âThatâs okay. I think my friends are calling me,â he says, and he pushes himself off the bar before brushing himself down and then walking away, giving both of you a polite little nod as he passes.
âHe never even ordered his drinks.â You blink with confusion and then shrug. âOh well, means weâll get ours sooner. You can go sit back down, Hobi, Iâll be back soon.â
âIâm already here, I may as well stay with you,â he says, tightening his grip around your waist, and you donât argue. He keeps hold of you as you wait and then helps you carry your drinks to the table before he pulls you onto his lap, keeping you in place with one hand splayed over your stomach while he uses the other to lift his glass to his mouth.
âFuck chairs, right?â Jimin says. Taehyung elbows him.
âDonât be jealous because I have the best seat in the house,â you say, before sticking your tongue out at Jimin.Â
He gives you a mock affronted gasp and clutches his chest and you laugh before settling back against Hoseok, comfortable on your familiar perch atop his thighs. Hoseok might be the worldâs biggest lightweight and easily gets tipsy over a single sip of alcohol- but despite this, his hold on you is firm and steady, even when heâs laughing over your shoulder, keeping you safe in his lap. He keeps stealing sips of your drink, dipping his head forwards to capture your straw whenever youâre not paying attention, but you donât mind. Whatâs yours is Hoseokâs. (Youâve been taking sips of his beer, too, even if you make a face at the bitterness each time.)
By the time you shuffle back to your B&B, youâre all pleasantly drunk and keep giggling at each other about dumb and inconsequential things, although youâre careful to keep your voices down so that you donât disturb anyone, trying to keep your footsteps light as you walk up the stairs. Jimin and Taehyungâs room is a little further up the corridor than yours and you clap your hand over your mouth to stifle your laughter when you see Taehyung trying to open the wrong door before Jimin redirects him.
You might not be too much better, but at least you remember which room is yours- you unlock the door on your first try, although itâs a little hard to step inside with how Hoseok is wrapped around your back, trying to time his steps with yours but failing a little with how tipsy he is. You keep laughing whenever he moves his feet forwards at the wrong time, a messy tangle of limbs that keep bumping together as you kick your shoes off, and you end up collapsing onto one of the beds with Hoseok still clinging onto you. He tips over backwards while your back is still pressed to his chest and you let out a little squeal at the sudden falling sensation, but he cushions your fall without complaint and still doesnât let go, even when you accidentally elbow him in the sternum.
âWe should wash up and get in our pyjamas,â you say, but youâre already wriggling into a more comfortable position, turning over so you can look at his face instead of staring up at the ceiling. Hoseokâs head has sunken into one of the fluffy hotel-style pillows, his hair a messy halo around his head, face flushed red from the alcohol. You smile down at him. âHi.â
âHi,â he says. âI donât want to move right now.â
âYouâre so drunk,â you giggle, but you rest your head on his chest and let your body relax, muscles unwinding as you let out a long, happy sigh. âWe can move later, then.â
Even though youâd genuinely meant to get up and do your nightly ritual, youâre so comfortable snuggled with Hoseok in the soft bed that you drift off. For once, you fall asleep before him, eyes fluttering shut as your breaths deepen with sleep; Hoseok keeps stroking a hand down your back, brushing tenderly down the line of your spine with his long fingers in a way heâs done a thousand times. Heâs still grateful for the opportunity every time, though- that he gets to see you like this, that he can touch you like this, that youâve allowed him so deeply into your life and made a home in his, too.
âGoodnight, baby,â Hoseok says, voice barely audible in the quiet of the room. Youâre so deeply asleep that you donât stir, but heâs still careful and gentle when he touches his lips to your forehead with the lightest of pressures, tender. âSleep well.â
When you wake up the next morning, it takes you a long time to come fully to your senses. You feel warm and heavy, surrounded by the smell of fresh sheets and Hoseok, and you donât want to wake up just yet; youâre in that soft place between waking and sleeping, drifting in wakeful limbo as you slowly start to regain a sense of who you are and where you are.Â
Your brain flickers on, starting to pull itself together as the sensation of being a singular warm mass starts to dissolve, drawing up a mental map of how your body is slotted against Hoseokâs, where your limbs start and his end. Thatâs your head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. Thatâs his arm around your shoulder, keeping you close even in your sleep. Thatâs your hand, resting on his hip, fingers hooked in his belt. Those are your legs, tangled around his, your toes pressed to his calf, and thatâs-
Your eyes fly open. Youâre still wearing your clothes from the night before, thicker denim of your jeans rather than the flimsy cotton of your pyjamas, but you know exactly whatâs pressed against your hip bone. Youâve slept in the same bed with Hoseok enough times that this wouldnât be the first time youâve woken to his morning wood, but youâve never been this tangled up before; you normally slide out of bed and pretend you havenât noticed anything, and by the time Hoseok wakes up itâs normally gone, or he subtly shuffles off to the bathroom to deal with it, thinking that youâre none the wiser.Â
Itâs natural, itâs normal, itâs nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about, but right now all you can think of is the hand you have near his hip, how close it is to his arousal, how easy it would be to slip your hand past his belt and jeans and boxers to grasp that hard, heavy heat-
You stiffen. You would never, ever do that, not ever, never take advantage of Hoseok while he was sleeping, and you know it was just a flickering thought in your still sleepy brain, probably still a little drunk, too- but you feel sick. You canât believe you would even hypothetically consider taking advantage of him like that. If you were more than friends, then, sure, youâd wake Hoseok up with a pleasuring touch- but youâre not. Youâre not.Â
It takes a real feat of slow, drawn out acrobatics, but you manage to extricate yourself from Hoseokâs grasp without waking him. He only wakes up to the sound of the shower rumbling through the wall, blinking as he realises that his arms are empty, even though he should be used to this by now. By the time you walk out of the ensuite, towelling off your hair, Hoseokâs got a cup of tea waiting for you by the kettle, a few scattered milk droplets nearby from the tiny, complimentary pots.
âMorning, baby.â Heâs still sleepy and thereâs a crease on his cheek from where heâd turned his head into the pillow, hair ruffled, shirt wrinkled after a night of sleeping in it. âTea?â
You feel a little better after your hot shower, scrubbing all the dirty thoughts off your skin, but when Hoseok looks so soft and homely like this itâs hard not to want to just eat him whole.Â
âOoh, how British,â you say, trying to laugh- Hoseok still seems too heavy-eyed to notice how youâre a little bit off right now, thankfully. âYes, please.â
Unfortunately, you canât shake your lingering weirdness and feelings of guilt, and when Hoseok wakes fully, he notices. Youâre not due to film at Colchester Castle until itâs night time, shooting the episode when itâs going to be dark, so youâve organised a day trip to the townâs zoo- Colchester Zoo is huge, full of all sorts of animals and exhibits, and Hoseokâs been excited to visit it from the moment he found out about it.Â
Youâd even looked up the map online so that you could plan out the optimum route and ensure you didnât miss anything, the two of you crowding around your phone screen and pointing excitedly at the names of the different exhibits, ready and raring to go.
So Hoseok is understandably a little stunned when you apparently seem to want to drag your feet and stay with Jimin and Taehyung instead. Both the boys want to just wander around the zoo willy-nilly, separating off from you and taking it slow- but after a brief, silent discussion between the two of them, eyes flicking at each other and then back to you, they agree to come with you on your planned route.
You send up a silent prayer of thanks to anyone whoâs listening. You can use the chaotic duo as cushioning and put them between you and Hoseok if you need to.
You know youâre not being especially subtle right now, but every time Hoseok moves closer to you all you can think about is how his choice of outfit today is fraying your already delicate nerves, the loose fabric of his fashionable sweatpants doing nothing to protect the outline of his dick from your wandering gaze. You donât mean to look, but you canât help it, even if youâre fairly certain that half the time itâs just a crease in the fabric from how heâs standing and not actually his dick, but-
âI thought itâd be harder than that,â Taehyung says. âItâs so much hairier than I thought it would be.â
You freeze, eyes shooting away from Hoseokâs crotch. Luckily no one seems to be paying you any attention and instead the boys are peering into the armadillo exhibit, watching as the animal snuffles around the ground.
âThey donât call it a large hairy armadillo for nothing,â Jimin giggles. âAnd itâs still a baby, the armour hasnât grown in properly yet. Itâll look harder once itâs grown up a bit.â
All the tension rushes out of your body at once. Jesus Christ.Â
Hoseok notices you slumping a little, glancing up from the map when he hears the sigh of air escape your body. âAre you okay?â He seems concerned.
âNever better,â you lie unconvincingly, giving him a weak smile. âWhatâs next on the list?â
Hoseok seems concerned about you for the whole day, and even a little hurt when you keep slipping out of his grasp, but the truth is that you need to put some distance between the two of you right now, for the sake of your own heart and sanity. Being desperately head over heels for Hoseok is one thing and youâd just started becoming okay with that again, but this sudden wave of physical yearning (youâre too embarrassed to think of it as horniness) is out of the left field and itâs a lot harder to cover up. You hate seeing sadness on Hoseokâs face, and normally youâd be cooing over him and asking him to tell you whatâs wrong- but you know whatâs wrong. Itâs you.Â
âDo you think something happened?â Taehyung whispers quietly to Jimin, the two of them watching as you act like youâve been distracted by the Koi fish and walk away from Hoseok as heâs just about to reach for your hand.
âI think weâre reaching critical mass.â Jimin pretends to read from the zoo map. âWeâve nearly hit the nuclear reaction and one of them is finally going to blow. It might get messy.â
âI hope not,â Taehyung says, watching the way Hoseok stares at the back of your head as you peer into the tank of glittering fish. âIâve never been good at cleaning up.â
Itâs a little easier once the evening finally rolls around and Hoseok replaces those delicious sweatpants with marginally more professional jeans, as ripped as they are. Itâs also easier to slip into the natural rhythm and rapport you have when youâre being filmed- itâs not that youâre ever any faker on camera, but itâs just an unthinking response to the sight of them, your body switching from Normal mode to Work mode. Taehyung readjusts the camera rig you have looped around your body while Jimin sorts out Hoseok, night vision lens pointed towards your faces, before letting you go.
âReady?â You ask, glancing at your co-host. Hoseok seems less enthusiastic than usual, and you internally cringe, contrition shooting through you at how youâve managed to dampen his mood because youâve spent the whole day being distant.
âReady,â Hoseok says, subdued. Your face crumples and you reach out for his hand, squeezing his fingers, trying to communicate a silent apology for something he isnât even aware of.Â
âI wonât abandon you, okay?â You keep your fingers tangled with his as you speak and grip them hard. âThereâs a lot of scary stuff in this castle and I promise I wonât leave your side.â
Hoseok pauses but then squeezes your hand back, and he seems to brighten, even though heâs still a little dimmed. âI know,â he says. âI know you wonât.â
Even though he says that, he spends less time clinging onto you than normal. Itâs probably not noticeable to the average onlooker, and with how most of the footage is going to be cut later, youâre certain your audience wonât notice either- but while Hoseok still screams and jumps at things, he seems to separate from you as soon as the fear has passed. He doesnât linger or keep hold of you, even when he seems visibly shaken, eyes wide as you ascend the stairs and hear what sounds like singing even though thereâs no one else here- itâs probably just wind whistling through the ancient corridors and walls of the castle, but you know that Hoseok is terrified.
âDo you want to hold my hand?â You look over your shoulder and proffer your hand but Hoseok just shakes his head.
âIâm fine.â Heâs clinging onto the banister, both hands white knuckled around the metal railing. âIâm fine.â
Even though youâve been the one whoâs been avoiding touching him all day, it hurts when he says that, as hypocritical as you know youâre being. You draw your hand back to your side and donât offer again after that, although you still pat him soothingly when he instinctively grabs you later, jumping at a clattering noise in the distance. Youâre not easily spooked, but Colchester Castle definitely has some weird vibes, so if youâre feeling like this, Hoseok must feel even more scared than normal.
At one point you walk through a spider web and flinch in surprise when you feel it on your face, jumping backwards and swiping at your face. Hoseok is immediately there, eyes wide as he stares at you, immediately protective despite his fear. âAre you okay? What happened?â
âUh, it was just a spider web,â you admit, chagrined. âI overreacted, sorry.â
Hoseok nods and immediately backs off, giving you room as he turns around. You canât help the hurt that flashes across your face as soon as he looks away.
âCritical mass,â Jimin mutters to Taehyung, who nods sagely.
The worst and weirdest moment of the night actually happens once the episode is over. Hoseok is oddly quiet as you both get ready for bed, not talking to you through the open bathroom door as he meticulously massages cream into his face like he normally does- and once he flicks the light off, plunging the room into blue tinged darkness, youâre stunned as you watch his silhouette slide into his own bed instead of into yours.
Heâs never slept in his own bed after a supernatural filming. Even after your first paranormal themed episode together, when youâd still been mostly strangers. Heâd been bashful and hesitant despite how obviously scared he was, asking if he could sleep in your bed, and of course youâd said yes, wanting to do anything you could to soothe him and help him feel safe. So the fact heâs not sleeping in your bed now, itâs- itâs- itâs not right.Â
The only light in the room is from the tiny, faint red numbers of the digital clock, and you watch as time trickles slowly by- you stay awake for what feels like hours, laying on your side as you stare towards Hoseokâs bed. Your eyes adjust to the near darkness, room painted in low-contrast sfumato, and you can see how Hoseok is turned away from you; heâs unnaturally still and silent, and you know he hasnât fallen asleep either, too scared and wound up to drift off. Â
Outside, a vehicle rumbles past, and you can see how Hoseok stiffens at the noise of the loose fan belt, a high squeal thatâs admittedly startling after the silence of the night. The shine of the headlights through the drawn curtains is muted but still more than enough to throw the room into brief, sharp relief, the tension in Hoseokâs shoulders screaming out to you- you canât stand it anymore and you slip out from under your blankets so that you can make your way across the dark room.Â
Hoseok turns when he hears you stumble over something on the floor- you think itâs a pair of socks- and makes a little noise of surprise when you throw back the corner of his duvet so you can slide in next to him.
âY/n?â He sounds tired, but still fully awake- you were right, heâs been struggling to sleep.
âHobi,â you say. âWhy are you over here, all alone like this?â
You can barely make out the details of his features, as curved towards each other as you are; you can see the faint darkness where his hollows of his eyes are, his pretty mouth nothing more than an undefined line in the muted room.Â
âI- I didnât want to disturb you.â His voice is a quiet, unhappy murmur, and you feel your heart break at the dejection in his tone.
âOh, Hoseok.â You cup his face in your hands, running your thumbs back and forth over his cheeks; you can feel the tension in his face, how he must be frowning. You might not be able to see everything all too well, but youâre more than familiar enough with Hoseokâs face to know where the furrow between his brows is, and press a little kiss to it. âMy Hobi,â you say, and start to litter kisses over his forehead, his cheeks, his eyelids, the tip of his nose. âMy baby. My darling.â
You keep touching your lips to his skin, wanting his unhappiness and fear to fade away, whispering pet names between each kiss. You tilt your lips against his chin, and Hoseok makes a little noise before his hands come up to grasp your wrists, pulling them away from where theyâre still cupping his jaw. You go still, eyes widening, even if he canât see it. âHoseok?â
âDid I- did I do something wrong?â He sounds unsure. âYou were avoiding me all day- I thought you didnât want- I thought you wanted me to leave you alone,â he says, and you can hear guilt in his voice. âI thought Iâd scared you off somehow.â
You make a little, unhappy noise. âNo, baby, no,â you say. You shake your head, faces still so close from your kisses that your noses brush, but you donât pull away- you need him to know that itâs not his fault. âIâm sorry. It wasnât that at all.â
âThen what was it?â His grip slips away from around your wrists to slide his fingers between yours instead, holding your hands. âTell me.â
You go still. His tone is so imploring: he wants to know whatâs wrong, so he can fix it, make it better. âHoseok.â Your voice is quiet. âYouâre my best friend, Hoseok.â
âAnd youâre mine,â he says, squeezing your hands. Your heart feels small and feeble in your chest, a weak little thing that swells up at Hoseokâs words, but immediately shrinks again in fear. âYou can tell me anything.â
âYouâre my best friend, Hoseok,â you repeat. Hoseok goes silent. âYouâre my best friend, and I-â You take a deep breath, trying to fill your lungs, get some oxygen flowing through your terrified heart, taking bellows to a dying ember, trying to grow it into a flame. âHonestly, Iâm just selfish, Hoseok,â you say. âIâm just- being your best friend is already everything to me- but Iâm so selfish-â
âY/n.â Hoseokâs voice is a hush.
âIâm in love with you, Hoseok.âÂ
There. You said it.Â
You can feel how Hoseok stiffens, how his fingers go utterly still in yours as you continue to speak.
âIâm in love with you, and I was just so scared youâd realise how head over heels Iâve always been for you and youâd end our friendship because everything I feel is just so much, and I just needed space today, I needed space to try and get my head straight and not scare you away by making things weird, and Iâm sorry I hurt you, I didnât mean to, I never want to hurt you, Hoseok. Iâm sorry. I love you. Please donât hate me.â
You take in a deep shuddering breath once all the words have spilled out of you, so much air. Itâs out in the world, now, and you canât take it back.Â
As the seconds tick by, the initial heady rush of terror starts to fade and is instead replaced with resignation, unsurprised at how Hoseok is still frozen against you. Heâs deathly silent. Heâs probably mentally drafting the nicest way to gently let you down, always so kind and lovely, so wonderful, your Hoseok.Â
A twinge shoots through your heart as you mentally correct yourself- heâs not yours, and he doesnât want to be. You should have just kept your mouth shut.
âIâm sorry,â you say again. Your voice is a miserable whisper. âYouâre just so easy to love.â
You try to pull your hands out of his so you can slink back to your bed and wallow in your misery, but Hoseok just tightens his grip. You tug again, a little more insistent, and this time he lets go- but before you can roll out of his bed heâs grabbing your face, long, beautiful fingers splaying over your cheeks and jaw, locking you in place as he presses his forehead against yours.
âY/n.â His voice is uncharacteristically serious, low. âIâm going to kiss you.â
Your eyes widen. âYouâre-â
Youâre cut off when Hoseok presses his mouth to yours. Heâs kissed you before, on your forehead, your cheeks, the bare skin of your shoulder when you wear the sundress he likes so much- but youâve never felt his heart shaped lips against yours, never felt them soft and warm as they catch your own, and itâs so much. He keeps drawing his mouth across yours, catching your lips between his own, tongue pressing out to swipe across them, and you shiver as the kiss slowly turns slick and wet, even as it stays so tender.
His hands wrap around your waist and he rolls over you, pinning you down with his weight as you keep kissing and kissing and kissing. Your hands are in his hair while his cup your face, holding you like youâre something delicate and precious, palms warm against your skin. You donât separate to breathe, keeping your lips locked as the kisses turn open-mouthed, Hoseokâs tongue gliding against yours, the lingering taste of your shared toothpaste mingling with his saliva- you shiver underneath him when he nips at your lower lip before soothing it with his tongue, and you crane your head forward to press further into his mouth, kisses slow and deep, and by the time you finally separate, you feel dizzy and breathless.
âHobi,â you breathe out. âHobi, turn the light on, I want to see you.â
Hoseok leans over you to flick on the bedside lamp, illuminating you both with its bright light- you can see how kiss swollen his gorgeous mouth is, how the sheen of your saliva on his flushed lips glows gold from the lamplight, how his hair is a mess from how youâve been running your hands through it. He looks like your best friend, and also nothing like that at all, something familiar and unfamiliar all at once. Hoseok, forever changed by the touch of your lips.
âMy baby.â Heâs smiling at you, all warmth and fondness, and you squirm underneath him, embarrassed by the weight of his affection for you. âY/n. I love you too.â
You probably shouldnât be surprised, considering how Hoseok has just kissed you breathless, but you still feel your heart stutter in your chest. Youâre staring up at him with your wide eyes as he bends forward again- he mimics what you did earlier, trailing kisses over your forehead and cheekbones and nose before he kisses one corner of your mouth, then the other, then your cupidâs bow, then just under the swell of your bottom lip. âI love you, love you, love you,â he says, punctuating each kiss with the repeated confession, as if each time he says it itâs not punching the air out of your lungs.
âHoseok?â
âYes?â Heâs still smiling, those warm little creases under his eyes as he looks at you, every inch of him just screaming out happiness. You did that. Heâs happy because of you.Â
âDo you- do you remember when we first met? Years ago?â You donât want to break the moment, but heâs never mentioned the umbrella thing and youâve never asked before and you have a burning desire to know if he can recall-
âDo you mean the first time we actually met, or the first time you officially introduced yourself to me? I remember both,â Hoseok says. âI always knew youâd get the job. Besides, if you hadnât, you would have had to keep the umbrella,â he adds, smile edging into something a little cheeky. âAnd then there would have been a pretty girl out there thinking about me every time it rained.â
Your eyes widen before you hide your face in your hands, overwhelmed at the idea that Hoseok had thought that you were pretty before heâd even known you; he coos at you and pulls your hands away to reveal your flustered expression, trapping them against the pillow so you can't hide your face again. Hoseokâs smile has faded into something a little more serious, but no less loving, and although you feel open and naked and vulnerable right now, itâs not because you think heâs judging you.Â
âYou never said anything, so I thought youâd forgotten,â you admit. âBut from the second you smiled at me as you handed me that umbrella, I knew I was a goner. Iâve been in love with you for a long time, Hoseok.â
Itâs not often that you see Hoseok look like this, his eyes so serious and deep, but his entire face is still so soft, smiling. âMe, too,â he confesses. âMe too. I didnât say anything because I didnât want to risk our friendship and I love you too much to want to give that up.â
The smile that splits your face is so wide it almost hurts. âI love you,â you say again, for the sheer novelty of hearing it out loud, seeing how Hoseok lights up- the fact you can say it without fear of his reaction, because he loves you, too. He loves you. Heâs in love with you. âI love you, Hoseok, I-â
He cuts you off with a kiss, swallowing your words of love into his curved mouth, the two of you smiling and laughing as your lips come together again and again- but when he presses his tongue to your lower lip and you part them, he licks into your mouth in a way thatâs almost lewd, warm and wet, and you shiver as you think about exactly how long that tongue is.
Hoseok still has his hands around your wrists from before, and you feel how his grip tightens imperceptibly when he feels you tremble underneath him. Your cheeks feel warm when he pulls back and you wonder if your blush is visible, but Hoseok seems intent on other things, dipping his head forward to catch your earlobe between his teeth for a sharp moment, nipping it before licking it with his hot, wet tongue. Your entire body shudders as he starts to kiss down the side of your jaw, and you tilt your head to give him better access, gasping when he draws his tongue over the oversensitive skin of your neck; you can feel how he smiles against your skin before kissing your throat.
âHobi,â you breathe, and then gasp when he draws the flat of his tongue over the hollow of your neck. Each teasing touch of his tongue and lips is trickling straight to your core, your panties growing wetter and wetter with your arousal. âHobi, oh.â
âIâm going to worship you the way you deserve to be worshipped, princess,â he murmurs, lips moving against your collarbones as he speaks. âIâve been waiting to do this for so long." He keeps kissing you between his words, punctuating them with sweeps of his tongue over your skin, and it's so much. "Hold still for me, baby, there you go.â
Hoseok releases your wrists and you flex your fingers but stay in that position, your hands palm up as they rest either side of your head. Hoseok leans back to stare at you underneath him, laid out for his gaze; youâre in an old t-shirt and faded pyjama bottoms, face bare, hair a haphazard mess where it rests against the pillow, but he looks at you like youâre the most beautiful thing heâs ever seen. Like youâre draped in diamonds and gold and silks. He looks at you with reverence and love, like he wants to cherish you- but thereâs also something deeper in those half-lidded eyes of his, like he wants to swallow you whole.
âYouâre so beautiful,â he breathes. You bite your lip, swallowing down a needy noise at the tone of his voice, hands clenching into fists where they rest beside your head.
âHobi, please,â you say. âI need you.â
âYou have me.â He takes one of his hands and slowly pushes the material of your shirt up, dragging his palm over your skin as he reveals the softness of your stomach. He lets the material bunch just under your breasts, ignoring how your nipples have hardened and stand out through the thin cotton of your old tee, running his fingers over your sides; you buck a little underneath him, sucking in a breath at how his touch is almost ticklish. âSo sensitive.â
âYou havenât even touched me properly yet,â you say, a little snarky despite your breathlessness, but then youâre cut off when Hobiâs hands slide under the t-shirt to cup your breasts, palms and fingers cool against your overheated skin. Your pussy clenches when he flicks his thumbs over each of your hardened buds, running the pads of his fingertips over them, and you arch into his touch.
âSo sensitive,â he says again, a little smile behind his words as he watches how your chest rises and falls under his hands, sucking in air when he pinches your nipples between his fingers. âDo you like that, baby?â
âLike it when you touch me,â you sigh. Hoseok smiles, flashing his teeth at you before leaning forward to kiss you again. He coaxes you to lift up a little so he can pull off your shirt, smoothing your hair when it gets ruffled by the motion, but before you can smile up at him for his tenderness, he lowers the heat of his mouth over one of your nipples and you gasp.
One of your hands flies up to grasp his hair when he circles the bud with his tongue, and you let out a low moan as he continues to lave attention on it, flattening his tongue and dragging it over the sensitive flesh. He alternates between your breasts, using his hands and fingers on whichever heâs not suckling between his lips; goosebumps erupt over your skin, and you keep biting back whines and gasps each time he does something particularly wicked with his mouth.Â
You feel so, so wet, arousal pooling between your legs, and you need him to touch you there. But he's slow, taking his time until your chest is heaving and your skin is flushed and your nipples are slick from the wetness of his mouth, his fingers just the right side of rough whenever he pinches the hardened peaks, and you mewl beneath him.
Youâre just about to beg Hoseok to give you more when he finally lifts his mouth from your nipple, and you go tense as he starts to trail his lips down the valley of your breasts, across the sensitive skin of your stomach, hands roaming over the rest of you; he slides down the bed until heâs resting between your legs, and all you can think about is how close his mouth is to where you want it to be.Â
Youâre so wet that youâve soaked right through your panties, a touch of dampness clinging to the flimsy material of your pyjama bottoms too, and you shiver at the way Hoseok seems to drink down the sight before he hooks his fingers into the loose elastic waistband, and starts to inch them down. Heâs moving torturously slowly, kissing your bare legs as he reveals your skin, touching his lips to your thighs, your calves, your ankles.Â
He does the same again with your panties, even more slowly; palms sliding up the side of your legs so he can curl his fingers around the fabric of your underwear and peel it off you. You shiver when your pussy is finally revealed, your inner thighs slick with your arousal and cooling from the touch of the air- Hoseok continues to suck and kiss trails across your legs even as he stares at your naked, weeping core, his gaze heavy as he drinks down the sight.
âYouâre so beautiful,â he says, running his fingers over your bare skin as you tremble beneath him. âSo gorgeous and perfect. Look at you, all laid out, just for me. I love you.â
âHoseok,â you whimper. Heâs still entirely clothed while youâre naked and bare, and you feel utterly debauched in comparison to him, the sheen of his saliva still shining over your body, nipples hard, your pussy lips flushed from arousal, every part of you begging for more- meanwhile heâs still got his surprisingly cute matching pyjama set on. The contrast is making your dizzy. He cups your foot in one of his hands, turning his head to press a kiss to your inner ankle, and your toes curl. âPlease, baby, I need you.â
âIâve got you, princess,â he murmurs. He drops one last kiss to your ankle before shifting towards your canting hips; his breath curls out over your core and you shudder, another flood of arousal shooting through you, your cunt clenching as Hoseok stares at it shamelessly. âLook at you,â he says, reverent. âSo pretty and wet for me.â
âHobi,â you whine. You bite back a gasp as he hooks your fingers behind your knees and forces your legs apart, spreading you open, entirely helpless underneath his hungry gaze. You watch in wonder as he lets his tongue curl out of his mouth, looking sinfully dirty as he does- but then you let out a whine when he turns his head away from your pussy and licks the inner seam of your thigh instead. Your hips jump at the sensation, your skin so sensitive from the attention that heâs lavishing on you, but itâs not where you want his mouth to be, even if the lingering kisses heâs giving to your inner thighs feel good. âHoseok, please.â
He hums indulgently, and youâre about to start begging again when he purses his lips and blows out a puff of air over your flushed lower lips; the sudden chill against your damp folds has you tensing, and before you can gather your wits Hoseok drags his hot, wet tongue up the seam of your pussy to gather the wetness there. You cry out from the sudden explosion of sensation when he repeats the motion but presses past your lower lips to tongue at your slit, lapping up the juices at your entrance before circling your clit with the tip of his tongue, your spine arching as your hips buck. âOh, God, Hoseok, yes, right there.â
He slides one of his arms over your stomach, trapping you, holding you down as you try to cant your hips towards his mouth. You sob with pleasure as he continues to drink down your juices, leisurely licking at the most sensitive parts of you, in no rush at all. âHobi, please,â you beg. âPlease, I need more.â
Hoseok turns his head to lightly bite your inner thigh, your leg twitching at the sensation, surprised at how pleasurable it is. âSsh,â he murmurs. âIâve been waiting to do this for a long time. I want to savour it,â he says, and you let out a whine when he dips his head back down and starts to lap at your clit again, his dark eyes watching each of your reactions, the way you writhe and curl your toes each time he dips back down to your entrance, pressing his tongue inside you. âYou taste so good, baby. Your pretty little cunt is so perfect.â
You whine at the praise, writhing when each swipe of his tongue over you is fanning the flames of your arousal higher and higher, and you can feel how the coil inside you is tightening, so close to reaching your peak. Hoseokâs still eating you out, nice and slow, and youâve never felt an orgasm creep up on you like this- you moan as Hoseok finally buries his face in your pussy, tongue sliding from your slit, to your clit, over and over.Â
Itâs so, so good, and then you watch as he slides one of his long fingers inside you and curls it inside you just right- âIâm gonna cum, Hoseok, Iâm- oh!â
The intensity of your orgasm hits you like a freight train, exploding from deep inside you. Your back arches off the bed and your toes curl as you cum and cum and cum, Hoseok keeping his mouth on you the whole time, your entire body shuddering as waves of pleasure wash over you, wetness flooding out of your cunt that he drinks down eagerly.Â
The build up was slow, and the come down is slow, too, aftershocks rippling through your body for longer than any orgasm youâve had before, and Hoseok keeps licking and sucking you through it all until youâre almost crying out from the overstimulation and you have to push his head away. The aftershocks are still rippling through your body as Hoseok rises, your pussy clenching each time, and you feel boneless and strung out- but you know Hoseok isnât done with you yet.
âSo pretty when you cum for me,â he says. You reach out for him and he comes so easily, fitting himself between your arms. His lips and chin shine with evidence of your arousal and when you pull him in for a kiss you can taste yourself across his tongue, a noise bubbling up at the back of your throat when you feel how slick his lips are against yours.
âWanna make you cum too,â you say, your voice weak after the strength of that orgasm; you take in a deep breath, willing the oxygen to bring some energy back into your body. âBaby. Hoseok.â
âMm.â He kisses you again. âYou will, baby, donât worry, youâre always so good for me.â
Your fingers fumble when you try to unbutton his shirt, but when Hoseok laughs, itâs not patronising at all; he just sounds fond. He takes over, deft fingers making quick work of the shirt before he throws it aside, revealing the slim line of his body to you. Heâs beautiful and lean, nipples dark, skin golden, with a dark trail of hair that dips down into his pyjama bottoms- your eyes zero in on the way Hoseokâs loose pyjamas do nothing to hide his erection, the hard strain of his cock against the fabric, and you let out a little sigh of happiness that youâre finally getting to see what youâve been desperately staring at all day. When you reach out for him your fingers barely brush his skin, and you make a greedy little noise, hungry for more.
âNeed you,â you say. You want Hobi inside you, splitting you open, as close to each other as you can physically be. âClothes off now.â
Hobi lets out a loud laugh, and you melt at the utter joy in the sound, how his face is so open and bright.Â
âGod, I love you,â he says, before unceremoniously shedding the offending garments. He wiggles his hips in an entirely unsexy manner, and you end up laughing too when he gets one of his legs caught and has to kick the pyjama bottoms off in an entirely graceless way. Youâre still letting out quiet giggles even as Hoseok is finally bare in front of you, beautiful and unabashed in his nakedness, and you love him.Â
You feel like liquid sunlight, overflowing with happiness; youâve never laughed like this with anyone before, both naked yet still somehow amused, flipping from all-consuming arousal one second to laughter the next, but it just feels natural. Because itâs Hoseok, and everything feels so easy with him.
âI love you too,â you say, and then, when your eyes drop to his cock, you say: âGod, youâre beautiful.â
His cock is gorgeous, curving up towards the ceiling, a drop of precum beaded at the tip; itâs not completely straight, hanging just a little to the left, but itâs Hoseok, so itâs perfect. He wraps his fingers around your hips and you let out a little squeal when he tugs you down the bed towards him so that your legs are dangling off the side and your hips are practically flush; his cock bobs when he moves and you shiver with how close it is to your heated core. Just like the rest of him, itâs long and lean and gorgeous, and you canât wait to have it inside you. Although-
âDonât I get to taste you?â You canât help but say this with a pout, and Hoseokâs face splits into a wide smile.
âNext time, baby,â he promises. âTonight is for you.â
Next time. The realisation that tonight is just one of many, just the start of an entirely new chapter in your life with Hoseok- that youâll still be friends, best friends, but also more- settles inside you, warm and soft and safe. Your face creases into a smile and you slide your hands up Hoseokâs body, over his stomach and chest, touching all the skin you can, relishing in the fact that youâll grow familiar with it all in a way that you never could have dreamed of.Â
âYouâre always so good to me,â you say.
âYou deserve it, princess,â he replies. You tilt your hips towards him and you see how his eyes darken at the motion, tenderness swallowed by lust, and your body lights up like a livewire in preparation, ready to feel him push inside you. Youâre already loose and wet from your first orgasm, but you donât protest when Hoseok starts to run his fingers over the seam of your thigh; he presses straight in with two fingers, your body opening up for him so easily, and you gasp at how deep they move inside you, so long and pretty.Â
âThere, Hobi, right there.â Heâs clearly not trying to bring you to orgasm again but he still listens to your directions, keeping the motions of his hands the same, fingers rubbing over your inner walls so perfectly.Â
You can hear it, noises slick and dirty before he pulls them out, and you watch as he uses your arousal to slick up his cock, rubbing your juices over his hard length. Itâs lewd, how he does it, pumping himself as he spreads it over his cock, wet noises vulgar and obscene, shooting straight to your core; you donât think youâve ever seen or heard anything so arousing in your life, the way Hoseok has his lip caught between his teeth as he looks at you, cock stiff between his legs as he runs his fingers over it.Â
âOh, fuck,â you whimper. âHoseok, fuck.â
You arch your back when he grips his cock in one hand, guiding himself towards you- but rather than pressing into your entrance he runs his throbbing length back and forth through your lips, gathering even more of the wetness there, the slide so easy and smooth. Itâs the most delicious, glancing pressure against your clit, not enough to satisfy, but enough to have you gasping again, the way you can feel the silken heat of his cock against you.Â
âHoseok, please.â You donât attempt to hide the desperation in your voice. âI need you.â
Hoseok lets out a guttural groan at your words; he drinks in how blown your pupils are, the flush from your orgasm still visible over your chest, the way your fingers are clutching the bedsheets, white cotton tangled in your grasp. âAnything you want, baby,â he says, and finally, finally, he grasps his length and tilts it to your entrance. He rests there for a second, the tip barely touching you, and you see how he steels himself as he grasps your hips, before he starts to sink into you.
âOh!â He fills you so well, inch by torturous inch, your body opening up for him so easily itâs like his cock was made to fill you; once he bottoms out you can feel how snug he is inside you, cockhead pressed against your cervix, and you shiver. âOh, yes, Hoseok, so good.â
He stays still for one long, drawn out moment, before his hands slip off your waist and he reaches for yours. You entwine your fingers with his, staring up at him as he leans forward and kisses you; the motion has his cock shifting inside you and you whine a little against his lips, before biting off a gasp when he rocks his hips forwards. The motion is fluid and rolling, and Hoseok sets an unhurried pace, languidly filling you up with his cock, over and over and over.
The pleasure thatâs growing in you is slow and relaxed. Youâre not chasing your orgasms- youâre revelling in the closeness, the connection, the slip of skin against skin, how Hoseok is filling you up, how youâre drawing him in. You end up staring into each otherâs eyes, Hoseokâs forehead pressed to yours so thereâs nothing in your vision but him; you only break eye contact when one particularly deep roll of his hips sends a shudder through you, your eyes squeezing shut as you gasp.
âFeel so good, baby,â Hoseok murmurs. âSo good for me.â
You make a noise of confusion when he lets go of your fingers and leans back, straightening up, but then he hooks his hands under your knees and you lift your hips; you drape your legs over his shoulders, arched towards him, lower body lifting off the mattress. Hoseok drives forward and you immediately gasp at how he hits your sweet spot straight on, the change of angle forcing the head of his cock to brush the top of your inner walls, each drag of the blunt head sending shocks of pleasure shooting through you.
âWanna feel you cum around my cock, princess,â Hoseok says, and you shudder. âCan you do that for me?â
âYes,â you breathe. âYes, Hobi, yes- faster- oh-â
Hoseok starts to ramp up the pace, snapping his hips into yours with the sound of slapping skin, and you can feel how youâre starting to tighten around him, pussy clenching with each thrust of his hot cock inside you. âGonna cum for you, Hobi,â you say. âSo close, fuck.â
He takes one of his hands off your waist and slides three fingers over your clit, and you cry out with pleasure as he starts to rub at your bundle of nerves in tight circles; the added stimulation is just what you need, and you tumble over the edge into your second orgasm of the night. Hoseok moans when he feels how your cunt clenches around him, rippling tightness around his cock, and your eyes fall shut as your mouth falls open and you rock your hips into the sensation, grinding against Hoseok to prolong the pleasure, and he continues to snap his hips forward.
You go lax, almost limp, but Hoseok is still hard inside you, so you try your best to keep your back arched towards him; the fluid roll of his thrusts is starting to fall out of rhythm as he approaches his own peak, and although your pussy is crying out at the oversensitivity, you try to match his pace, canting your hips towards Hoseok each time he drives forward.
âWant your cum all over me, Hobi,â you say. âWant you to cum on my tits-â
Hoseok curses, composure slipping entirely for the first time all night, and you feel how he fumbles his rhythm before he catches himself. His thrusts are fast and choppy before he pulls out and drops your hips to the mattress; you whine at the sudden emptiness, but then heâs shuffling his knees onto the bed and he has his hand wrapped around his slick length, jerking himself hard and fast as you arch your back and push your chest towards him.
âSo fucking beautiful,â he says through gritted teeth. âSo pretty, baby- fuck!â
He gasps in air before he lets out one long, drawn out moan, and then thereâs hot cum splattering across your breasts, whiteness painting itself across your skin. Hoseok continues to pump himself, cock letting out more ropes of cum, and you canât help but let out a noise of satisfaction at the sight, lifting your hands to run over his hip bones and waist and flexing thighs, watching the way Hoseokâs face draws together as he rides out his own orgasm, until his hand falls away from his cock and heâs slumping forwards over you, panting.
You hum, reaching for him and pulling him down so you can brush your lips against his. âYouâre so hot when you cum,â you say. âI could watch you cum all day.â
Hoseok lets out a breathless laugh before he kisses you again, properly this time- youâre content to keep kissing regardless of the cum thatâs starting to cool on your chest, but Hoseok is insistent on being a gentleman and excuses himself to the bathroom to get a towel so he can clean you up. When he drags the damp towel over your skin, heâs so soft and gentle, although you still shiver a little when the rough fabric drags over your nipples; he bends down and kisses you in apology.Â
You feel warm and small and soft, watching as Hoseok walks around the bed, still naked; the paltry lamp light is still more than enough for you to see every line of his beauty, the way each of his muscles shifts under his skin as he walks and moves, bending over to gather some of the discarded clothes from the floor. You sit up and lift your arms so he can help you back into your thin t-shirt, cupping his face in your hands and kissing him with a firm press of your lips, before he shimmies back into his boxers, though you personally donât think he needs them.
When you finally settle down for the night you both curled up on your bed- because Hoseokâs is rumpled and sweaty from your previous exertions- and nestle up gratefully under the sheets, warm from the weight of the duvet and Hoseok spooning you from behind.
âI love you,â he murmurs, nosing at the side of your neck.
âI love you too,â you reply, and then end up giggling a little, stomach jumping under Hoseokâs hand. âI need to buy Namjoon a thank you slash apology gift when we get home, you know,â you say thoughtfully. âHe had to put up with me having a meltdown about you, and it turns out he was right.â
Hoseok brushes his nose over your ear. âJin kept making pretty blasĂŠ comments to me about us,â he tells you. âBut he does that about most things, so.â
You hum lightly before pressing back further against Hoseok, who tightens his hold around you in response. âI guess they knew before we did,â you say. âWeâve been acting like a couple for a long time, to be fair.â Thinking back on it, it was pretty obvious, but hindsight is 20/20, as they say.Â
The next morning, as always, you wake before Hoseok- and this time when you feel the hardness pressed into your ass, you donât panic. You do what you always do and slide carefully out of Hoseokâs arms, but unlike every other morning, he doesnât wake up to an empty bed. Instead, he wakes up with a small gasp to the sight of you with your mouth around his cock, your eyes wide and innocent as you stare up at him; you work him up while heâs still half-asleep and slow, swallowing down his cock until he cums down your throat. You litter kisses over his hips and thighs, smiling into his skin as he comes down from his peak, his pupils blown.
âMorning, Hobi,â you say, kissing the divot below his hip bones. âI love you.â
âCome here,â he says, voice still a rasp from his sleep, eyes hungry as he reaches for you.
When the two of you eventually stumble downstairs for breakfast, Jimin and Taehyung are already there; youâre much later than normal but neither of the boys seems to notice anything out of the ordinary, Taehyung asking Hoseok to pass the pepper mill as soon as youâve sat down.
Taehyung is enthusiastically grinding pepper over his bacon and eggs when Jimin pipes up. âYou know, the ghosts in this B&B apparently like to watch the guests while they try to sleep and make noises to keep them up,â he says conversationally. âYou didnât happen to notice anything out of the ordinary in your room, did you? Taehyung and I could have sworn that we heard moaning or something at some point, but I think it must have been a trick of our minds.â
You and Hoseok exchange a quick glance. âUh, nope, canât say that we did,â you say, and Hoseok nods emphatically in agreement.
Jimin pauses. He squints at you, before turning to Taehyung and pulling the pepper mill out of his hands to get his attention. âI told you it was going to happen soon,â Jimin says. âThey finally hit critical mass and confessed. I knew that moaning wasnât from ghosts.â
âAnd thereâs no mess to clean up, even if we didnât win the betting pool.â Taehyung sounds pleased. âCan you pass the salt now please?â
You watch incredulously as both boys continue their business as usual, Taehyung swapping the pepper mill for the salt grinder while Jimin opens a tiny jar of raspberry jam for his toast.Â
You turn to Hoseok, scandalised at the idea that a) your friends/co-workers heard you last night and b) thereâs apparently some sort of office bet about your relationship with Hoseok, only to find that the man in question has a look of alarm on his face.
âDo you think the ghosts were watching us last night?â He has an expression thatâs a mix of affronted and also scared. âThatâs dirty.â
âNo, baby, I donât think we had ghostly voyeurs in our room,â you say, stroking Hoseokâs hand with reassuring fingers, before you frown and look back at the other two boys. âI hate our friends. You have a betting pool?â
âYeah, itâs pretty big,â Taehyung says. âIâm not sure whoâs won the money, Iâd have to check the spreadsheet when we get back home.â
âI bet Jin was the one who came up with it, wasnât he?â Taehyung and Jimin exchange a look, but neither of them say anything, which is more than enough to answer your question. âIâm going to shove a wedge of parmesan down his throat when we get home and see how he likes it.â
âI love you,â Hoseok says.
âI love you too,â you reply, turning your head to accept the kiss he gives you.
âYouâre so cute,â Jimin says.
âWhy parmesan?â Taehyung asks, before twisting the salt grinder with enough gusto that he pulls the bottom off and salt goes cascading over his breakfast. âOh, oops. Do you think theyâll let me have more eggs?â
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Your thank you/apology gift to Namjoon is a tin of Scottish shortbread that you find in a cute tourist shop, although when you find out heâs actually the proud winner of 50% of the betting pool, you take the shortbread back for yourself and Hoseok instead.
When Yoongi arrives at his desk to the sight of you sitting in Hoseokâs lap and feeding him between kisses, he just rolls his eyes, mutters âfinallyâ, and makes no further comments. You laugh into Hoseokâs mouth and allow Jungkook to steal a piece of shortbread on his way past, too busy kissing your boyfriend to care.
âYou can have the last bit of shortbread,â you say, and Hoseok grins up at you.
âYouâre just saying that because I ate you out this morning,â he says, and you giggle.
âI canât believe you just made me listen to that with my own two ears. Iâm in hell.â Yoongi sounds so tired. âI think I preferred it when the two of you were dancing around each other. Go back to doing that.â
âNo can do, Yoongles,â you sing-song. âI love Hoseok and Iâm going to make sure everyone knows it.â
âI love you too,â Hoseok says, looking up at you with bright eyes, and you giggle before dipping down to kiss him again.
âEveryone else knew before you did,â Yoongi mutters, but neither of you pay him any mind.
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ânot clickbait. (series masterlist)
â ABOUT;
the bangtan boys are a group of seven popular youtube vloggers and friends who each have their own respective channels and can be found often featuring in one anotherâs videos. you can also find them on their recent joint channel where they upload daily, seven days a week, with each member uploading a video on their designated day! the shenanigans they get up to are pretty entertaining, to say the least, even though they claim their videos arenât scripted clickbait. but, hey, at least their view count is pretty good.Â
â PLAYLIST QUEUE;
â NO FILTERÂ â
analytics: kim seokjin x reader / neighbours au / fluff / smut
description: instead of todayâs usual eat jin mukbang video, the boys come up with a different idea to replace it that they promise will be great. but jin definitely did not sign up for having his instagram followers decide what he does in a day, much less having them plan a blind date for him. above all else, when namjoon promised that he had the perfect date for jin, he could have never expected it to be you, his next door neighbour. be sure to hit the notification bell for any potential updates on this date if jin doesnât humiliate himself into oblivion first!
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â OUT OF FOCUS â
analytics: min yoongi x reader / enemies-to-lovers / smut
description: we interrupt your regularly scheduled MIN PD vlog by having yoongiâs channel momentarily being taken over by the boys whoâve come up with a prime video idea: getting handcuffed to his âcrush,â aka you, for twenty-four hours â only yoongiâs pretty certain âcrushâ is a funny word for it because youâre definitely sworn enemies. hereâs hoping namjoon doesnât lose the key before you try to kill each other. please subscribe so yoongi knows this was all worth it!
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â DEMON-ETIZED âÂ
analytics: kim namjoon x reader / smut
description: in this episode of unsolved, namjoon and the boys risk their lives by spending overnight in an abandoned and supposedly haunted asylum in the hopes of finding some ghouls â but the boys are pretty certain the real reason for the spooky moaning isnât allowed to go on youtube. ***warning: very scary!!!***
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â DISCONNECT & CHILL â
analytics: jung hoseok x reader / friends-to-lovers / smut
description: in todayâs vlog, hoseok and the bangtan boys try not to die by spending twenty-four hours in the wilderness without any help from technology. except youâre pretty sure hoseok is taking disconnect and chill to a whole new level when he finds some time alone with you. you wonât believe what happens next!
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description: alone in paris for twenty-four hours, jimin sets out on a mission to find his soulmate â if possible â before the time is up. then he meets you, a random stranger in the streets, and he knows his viewers will think itâs too good to be true but he swears itâs not clickbait. watch till the end for a special surprise!
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description: taehyung would like to apologize in advance for tricking his viewers for an entire week by pretending to be dating you, another popular youtuber. but itâs not all lies. the outcome of the video ends up being pretty damn good. remember to like, comment, and subscribe!
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description: on todayâs stream, watch as the king of gaming jeon jungkook gets totally pwned by some newbie player on overwatch (he swears he was stream sniped)! to make matters worse, he canât seem to focus anymore when youâre in the room but he promises thatâs not because heâs in love with you or anything. use code âjungkookâ on any game purchase through steam at checkout for 25% off so that jungkook has something to feel better about!
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winter babes, (not pressuring just me letting out my longing) when will ghoul make her comeback đŠ i miss them ghoul folks !! im still waiting for the garden chapter and of course the main story!! do u mind spoiling something for main story? or like what should we anticipate? xoxo take care bbs đ
heyy 𫣠sorry bebe, uni is busying me sooo much. i just entered the first semester of my first year undergrad (freshman thing) but im gonna be finished by december and iâm finishing up my dues right now sooo i might have some time to write before the finals but itâs all up to my motivation, really 𼲠i always find motivation at the most unorthodox time aka when iâm pressured with works LMAO
okay, hereâs what you should anticipate for main story;
rollercoaster ride of emotions đ at least i planned to do it like that. i planned to put in a tank of angst and a pinch of fluff. bcs im sick like that <3 well and one thing i can try highlight for the main story is, namjoon and hoseok is on the top of hierarchy. the story will revolve more around these two as well as oc. i would say it revolves around the 7 as much but for hoseok and namjoon, itâs revolves deeper. bcs namjoon is the top person in kims clan and hoseok is for jungs clan.
u too take care!! holiday ssn is coming soon <3 (should i prepare christmas fic for any of my ongoing series or brand new christmas fic?
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In The Walls
Pairing: Jung Hoseok x female reader
Genre: established relationship!au; ghost-hunting!au
Word Count: 2,399
Rating: 18+
Warnings:Â explicit language; vaginal fingering; male masturbation; female masturbation; spanking; unprotected vaginal intercourse; hair-pulling; creampie; multiple orgasms; overstimulation
Summary: Your boyfriend Hoseok is terrified of everything that has to do with the supernatural (ghosts, demons, the usual), but you think it's all make-believe, so you decide to go ghost hunting. Hoseok is not very excited, but he would not forgive himself if anything happened to you.
A/N: Written for @moononthejoon as part of Bangtan-IDXâs Prompt Twist event. I hope you like it, Lu!
You love your boyfriend very much, but youâll be the first to admit that heâs kind of a baby when it comes to anything scarier than puppies and kittens. (âI heard that!â Hoseok shouts from the other room.)
Hoseok hides behind a blanket whenever you watch scary movies together. He clings to you as you go through the local Halloween haunt whenever autumn rolls around. Whatâs most hilarious to you, however, is that he actually believes in the supernatural. Ghosts, demons, monsters. You name it, he thinks itâs real, or at least within the realm of possibility. He even believes in the chupacabra.
You, on the other hand, are a firm believer in only what you can experience with your five senses. Youâve never come into contact with a cerberus, a gumiho, or a ghoul, and you donât think itâs going to happen any time soon. (âThatâs what you think!â Hoseok scoffs, sounding absolutely sure of himself.)
With that in mind, youâve made the executive decision to take your boyfriend on a ghost hunt. More specifically, a ghost hunt through the part of town thatâs completely abandoned. No one knows why that specific part of town is void of life. Something about gruesome murder and restless spirits or whatever. (âGruesome? Spirits?â Hoseok squeaks out from next to you in the car.)
Hoseok is less than thrilled to be going on this expedition with you. His flashlight shakes in his hand and his teeth chatter, but he remains by your side as you exit your vehicle and make your way to the first condemned house on your list.
Yellow caution tape covers the chipped wooden door, and youâre able to push it open without even turning the knob. The door creaks open ominously to reveal a long hallway full of peeling wallpaper and piles of trash littering the floor. To the right is what might have been a kitchen; there is an oven in the middle of the room that isnât attached to anything and a long dining table with a leg missing and lots of scratch marks in the wood. To the left is a closed door, which you decide to open without thinking.
The room reveals itself to be what was likely a childâs bedroom. There are several toy chests lining the walls and a twin mattress left exactly in the middle of the floor. There is also a nightlight in one of the sockets at the far end of the room. Itâs ominous, for sure. Exactly what you were looking for.
âOkay!â you say jovially, not noticing that Hoseok is rooted to the spot in the doorway as you make your way into the room. âThis is the perfect first spot for ghost-hunting. If a child haunts this place, heâll definitely make himself known pretty quickly.â
You turn to face Hoseok when he doesnât say anything, and heâs still in the doorway, looking positively horrified. All he does is point to the wall behind you and say, âSomethingâs in the wall. I hear it. Canât you hear it?â
âWhat? No,â you say disbelievingly, turning to look at the wall Hoseok is pointing at. Heâs just trying to scare you, and it wonât work.
You walk over to the wall and, without thinking, knock three times on its own peeling wallpaper. Nothing happens. You roll your eyes and turn around to face Hoseok once more.
âSee, thereâs nothing th-â
At that moment, at least fifteen large sets of wings begin flapping behind the wall, and just as quickly, at least fifteen large black bats begin making their way through a small hole in the wall and into the room. They fly in a circle above your heads and then make their way out the door, right past where Hoseok is still standing.
The scream you hear is blood-curdling.
âNow do you believe me?â Hoseok screeches at you, finally jumping where he stands and flapping his arms around him in an attempt to get the creatures out of his space.
âTheyâre only bats, babe,â you say with a chuckle. âBats living in the walls does not mean there are also ghosts living in the walls. If anything, there are probably no ghosts at all since they like to have the walls all to themselves.â
âThatâs true, they donât like to share,â Hoseok muses to himself, clearly missing your attempt at lighthearted humor. âThis doesnât mean I feel any better about the bats, though,â he pouts in your general direction.
âAw, is my baby still scared?â you ask, stepping up to Hoseok and moving his hair out of his eyes so he can see you. You actually are concerned for him at this point, so you hope your question doesnât sound condescending.
âYes,â is all your boyfriend says, leaning his head into your hand as he continues to pout. You look around and your eyes zero in on the mattress laying in the middle of the room. It gives you an idea.
âWant me to make it better?â you murmur, already feeling excited at the prospect of getting it on in such an adrenaline-raising environment.
â... How?â Hoseok asks, eyebrows knit together and voice cautious. You nod toward the mattress and his eyes widen comically. He takes a half-step back from you and proclaims, âNo way, absolutely not, are you crazy? This is crazy. I canât believe this - and you - and me - and this!â
Youâre honestly a little shocked. Hoseok usually doesnât turn down opportunities to fuck you, especially since you both live with roommates and right now youâre as alone as you could possibly be. (âYeah, except for the bats!â Hoseok exclaims in the middle of his babbling.)
Genuine confusion overtakes you in that moment. âIf youâre scared to the point that you donât even want to have sex, then why did you agree to come with me?â you ask as gently as you can, not wanting to offend your boyfriend.
Hoseok stops rambling and focuses on you. He walks toward you and puts both of his hands on your arms. âBecause I couldnât deal with the thought of something happening to you when I wasnât there,â he states with absolute seriousness in his tone.
For some reason, Hoseokâs words make you unbelievably wet in a matter of seconds. The thought that he was willing to come with you on this excursion even though he was truly terrified is so hot to you, and youâre honestly not sure what to do with yourself now. Heâs so close to you, holding you, breathing on you, staring at you. You want to melt into his arms.
You move to hug Hoseok tightly, and the words youâve been thinking become magnified the longer you hold him. You love him so much, and he is so brave, and youâre immensely turned on by that bravery right now. You want him to fuck you right here, on this abandoned bed. (âRight here, huh?â Hoseok says with an attempt at a smirk as he lets go of you.)
Your boyfriend is generally a slow lover. He likes to take his time with you, draw it out until youâre writhing beneath him and begging him to let you come. Sometimes, however, he likes to take you so fast and hard that you see stars and you canât walk for days.
You can tell that this is going to be one of those times.
Hoseok kisses you with fire, lips burning, tongue eager to explore you. You let him in immediately, winding your arms around his middle as he travels one hand to the back of your neck and the other into your pants. You yelp as his cold fingers press against your folds, but he doesnât stop kissing you, licking into your mouth like he hasnât tasted you in years.
Hoseok gathers some of your growing wetness onto his fingers and uses it to massage against your clit, making you gasp into his mouth. He rubs you just harshly enough that you cry out involuntarily, your legs beginning to shake under you.
âCan we lay down?â you ask against his lips, breathless and aching.
âShit, yeah,â he responds, beginning to move you backward toward the amazingly convenient mattress. (âYeah, seriously, who put this thing here?â Hoseok mutters to himself.)
As soon as your heels hit the empty mattress, you let yourself fall onto it completely, taking Hoseok with you. He lands on top of you, still massaging your clit just the way you need him to, and he goes back to kissing you hungrily. You can feel his heartbeat against your chest, and you canât tell whether itâs so erratic because heâs about to fuck you or because of the whole haunted, abandoned house thing. (âItâs definitely the abandoned house thing,â Hoseok stops kissing you to say emphatically.)
You giggle at Hoseokâs words before moaning out as he dips two fingers into you and begins thrusting them as quickly as he can. Heâs trying to make you come. And itâs going to work.
âOh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!â you call out as your pussy clenches around your boyfriendâs fingers. He removes them from your wet walls and begins mercilessly rubbing your clit until you scream out, clutching onto his shoulder and his hair as you come undone.
As soon as your orgasm begins to fade, you let your arms drop from your boyfriendâs body onto the mattress, where you lay limply. You hear the sounds of a zipper being undone and you look up to see Hoseok stroking his thick cock as he kneels over you.
âDo you want it?â he asks you as he touches himself. He knows how you get after an orgasm, so he always asks if you want more.
âYes,â you affirm, turning over to place your face onto the mattress and your ass into the air. Hoseok takes your leggings and underwear down off your ass just enough to grant himself access to your dripping pussy. You can hear him continue to pleasure himself as he looks at you, and you move to put your hand between your legs and touch yourself so he can watch. It hurts a little from overstimulation, but itâs worth it to make Hoseok harder.
âFuck,â he mutters, then slaps your ass once for good measure before thrusting into you.
You were right; this is one of those times.
Hoseok holds onto your hip with one hand and pulls your hair at the roots with the other hand, fucking into you without so much as a pause. His rhythm is relentless, and before long it has you moaning and sighing out once again, ready to come for him.
âWhere do you want it?â he asks you as he continues. You can feel him pulsing inside you, ready to come as well.
âInside me,â you whine, face half-squished into the mattress. Only a few moments later, you feel Hoseokâs hot release fill you up, and suddenly his hand is on your clit again, replacing yours. You donât know what it is, but heâs better at making you come than you are sometimes.
As soon as he begins swiping his hand across your clit again, youâre coming for the second time. You cry out from the pleasure and from the overstimulation. Hoseok knows how much you like to be overstimulated, so he keeps going until you canât take it anymore and you have to remove his hand from you yourself. At this point youâre red, raw, and wet as fuck. You both love it.
Okay, wow, you think as you struggle to pull your leggings back up over your ass and stand up.
âYeah, wow,â Hoseok says to you as he zips up his pants and stands up as well. You donât think anything of his response until -Â
Wait a second, you think in realization. I didnât say anything just now. And he just responded to me like I spoke out loud. And thatâs happened more than once today. How the hell has Hoseok been able to understand what I was thinking without having to say it all this time?
âI have been?â Hoseok says distractedly as he continues to look around the room instead of at you. âI didnât notice.â
Your eyes widen and your jaw drops, as you hadnât said anything out loud just then either.
Oh my God, Hoseok, look at me, you think urgently without speaking.
He whips around to view you with concern on his face. âWhat is it? Are you okay?â he asks with that same concern in his voice.
âOh my God, Hoseok!â you practically scream into the silence of the abandoned bedroom. He jumps about a foot in the air.
âWhat?!â he cries out in exasperation after his feet touch the ground again.
You begin jumping in place and flapping your arms in pure joy. âHoseok, youâre a telepath!â you yell at him.
â... A what?â he says much more calmly than you.
You decide to show him rather than tell him. Hoseok, you can hear my thoughts without me having to speak them out loud! you think as loudly as you can.
Hoseok jumps again, looking fearful. âWhat the hell was that? Why werenât your lips moving just now?â he still looks disbelieving.
âIt means that people donât have to speak to you for you to hear them! You can tune into their thoughts and they can let you hear their thoughts. Thatâs probably why you thought you were hearing ghosts earlier and I wasnât hearing anything. You were hearing my thoughts!â
âYou were thinking about looking for fruit to eat?â Hoseok questions you.
âWell⌠no,â you say disappointedly. Then realization hits you once more. âOh my God, the bats! You could hear the bats!â
âWhat the fuck?â Hoseok whispers, looking so pale you think he might faint. âWhy is this happening now of all times?â
âI have no idea!â you say excitedly. âBut I do know one thing. This means that ghosts definitely are not real like you thought they were. You were just hearing living peopleâs thoughts.â
âOh wow, thanks. That makes me feel so much better,â Hoseok says, voice dripping with sarcasm.
âWould you rather be hearing ghost thoughts?â you say challengingly.
Hoseok looks to ponder for a moment, and then he actually does faint.
Needless to say, that was both your first and last ghost hunt.
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[ #044 ] ⢠Hunter by avveh [ ao3 | assassin!au ] â ⢠Perverted Bunny Mask by btsinned [ assassin/killer!au ]
[ #043 ] ⢠Howlin' For You by fortunexkookie [ werewolf!au ] â ⢠Nochu Unsolved by minflix [ cryptid hunting!au ] â ⢠Stuffed Pumpkin by floralseokjin [ halloween!au ] â ⢠Vampires Suck by sopewriters [ vampire/werewolf!au ] â ⢠Rigor Mortis by readyplayerhobi [ police/zombie!au ] đ
[ #040 ] ⢠Lust and Errors by imaginesthisbts [ step-siblings/fuckbuddy!au ] đ
[ #038 ] ⢠Escape by jjkfire [ company rivals!au ] â ⢠Sweet Saccharine by jjkfire [ sugar daddy!au ] â ⢠Drug Wars by plumblackjeon [ mafia!au ]
[ #038 + #049 ] ⢠I Won't Stop You by imsarabum [ vampire!au ]
[ #037 ] ⢠Like Stars in A Constellation by taegills [ reverse meeting!au ] â ⢠Before I Forget You by gossamie [ lovers!au ]
[ #036 ] ⢠Tooth and Claw by johobi [ werewolf!au ]
[ #032 ] ⢠Microwave Misadventures by bymoonchild [ college/roommates/e2l!au ] đ â ⢠Sugarplum Elegy by bymoonchild [ college/fwb/singer/i2l!au ] đ đ
[ #031 ] ⢠Baby, My Baby by pjmims [ parents!au ] đ
[ #029 ] ⢠New Rules by tayegi [ college/fratboy!au ] đ đ
[ #028 ] ⢠Content by pinecovewoods [ ao3 | roommates/youtuber!au ] đ â ⢠The School Dance by pinecovewoods [ ao3 | high-school!au ] đ
[ #027 ] ⢠Since Day One by gukgalore [ f2l!au ] đ â ⢠Switch Lanes by gukgalore đ đ
[ #026 ] ⢠Falling Skies by fortunexkookie [ e2f2l!au ] đ đ
[ #026 + #046 ] ⢠The Turing Test by fortunexkookie [ android!au ] đ đ
[ #016 ] ⢠Tinder 2.0 by tayegi â ⢠Mamihlapinatapai by tayegi
[ #014 ] ⢠Tell Me No Lies by jeongi [ CEO/robbers!au ] đ
[ #012 + #019 ] ⢠Chasing Butterflies by ddaenggtan [ college/coffee shop!au ] đ đ
[ #009 ] ⢠Blue Orchids by inktae [ hanahaki!au ] â ⢠I Hate You, I Love You by jungblue [ bff!au ] â ⢠Gravity Check by gimmesumsuga [ instructor!au ] â ⢠Vaunt by yminie [ frat!au ] â ⢠Instant Gratification by dovechim [ fuckboy!au ] â ⢠Baby Boy by craft-rose
[ #003 + #030 ] ⢠Animal by cutaepatootie [ boxer!au ] đ
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IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT
LISTEN. Itâs my all time FAVORITE time of year.....SPOOKY SEASON. đ
So. In honor of the countdown to Halloween, I will be posting a BTS fanfic every week until Oct. 31st. EVERY WEEK. Thatâs right. You heard me. đ
They will be themed for the time of year, each member having been given a specific theme, and they will be posted every week by Saturday, starting this week. đ
SO GET EXCITED! đđđ
The schedule is as follows:Â
đ Week 1 (9/7-9/12): Necromancer Kim Namjoon
POSTING FRIDAY 9/11 @ 6:40 PM
đ Week 2 (9/14-9/19): Ghoul Kim Seokjin
POSTING FRIDAY 9/18 @ 12 PM
đ Week 3 (9/21-9/26): Incubus Min Yoongi
POSTING FRIDAY 9/25 @ 12 PM
đ Week 4 (9/28-10/3): Warlock Jung Hoseok
POSTING FRIDAY 10/2 @ 3PM
đ Week 5 (10/5-10/10): Vampire Park Jimin
POSTING FRIDAY 10/9 @ 10 AM
đ Week 6 (10/12-10/17): Demon Kim Taehyung
POSTING SATURDAY 10/17 @ 10 AM
đ Week 7 (10/19-10/24): Werewolf Jeon Jungkook
POSTING SATURDAY 10/24 @ 10 AM
đ Week 8 (10/26-HALLOWEEN): Special Surprise!
POSTING SATURDAY 10/31 @ 1 PM
#bts#bangtan#bangtan boys#bangtan seonyandan#bulletproof boy scouts#beyond the scene#bts fanfic#bts fic#bts fanfiction#bts fiction#bts drabble#drabble#writing#bts text#bts text post#bts imagines#bts reactions#bts scenarios#halloween#spooky season#kpop#fanfiction#reactions#imagines#scenarios#spooky!bts#schedule#my work#fun#kim seokjin
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i just released a bunch of urls go crazy if u want them
syubseok (bts)
jeonghoesucc (bts, lmao)
sobihope (bts)
shoujoshuu (was a tokyo ghoul blog)
yunatogo (yuuki yuuna is a hero)
#bts#yoonseok#sope#sobi#min yoongi#jung hoseok#tokyo ghoul#tsukiyama shuu#yunatogo#yuuki yuuna wa yuusha de aru#yuuki yuuna is a hero#sry yuuki yuuna fans who wanted the canon yuuna/togo url...#i dont deserve that url anymore tbH i dont use it#i deleted all my sideblogs except 1 bc i use it and all my saved urls#except cypherp4 that one is too good
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BTS as anime characters moodboard pt. 2 requested by anon! part 1 here
Kim Namjoon - ShĹyĹ Hinata (Haikyuu!)
Kim Seokjin - Light Yagami (Death Note)
Min Yoongi - Sebastian Michaelis (Black Butler)
Jung Hoseok - Ash Ketchum (PokĂŠmon)
Park Jimin - Victor Nikiforov (Yuri on Ice)
Kim Taehyung - Kaneki Ken (Tokyo Ghoul)
Jeon Jungkook - Karma Akabane (Assassination Classroom)
#bts#bangtan boys#bangtan sonyeondan#beyond the scene#bts as anime#anime#bts moodboard#bts request#ask#admin l#bts au#bts fic#kim namjoon#kim seokjin#min yoongi#jung hoseok#park jimin#kim taehyung#jeon jungkook#haikyuu#death note#black butler#kuroshitsuji#pokemon#yuri on ice#yoi#tokyo ghoul#assasination classroom#haikyuu!!
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