#hoseok x gender neutral reader smut

[dambaepuff]

Morning Wood (hyung line)

☆Pairing: BTS!HyungLine x GN!Reader

☆Genre: reactions, smut

☆Warnings: male anatomy, reader’s gender/anatomy is unspecified, descriptions of sex, mature rating

☆Word count: 1.5k

☆Summary: The hyung line reacting to waking up with morning wood.

☆A/N: yabadabadoo

Kim Seokjin

Seokjin had been lying awake for what felt like hours now (it’s only been a few minutes) trying to ignore the aching hardness in his boxers

He kept on tossing and turning in bed, trying to get comfortable, but failing

All of that shuffling had awoken you, your voice startling him “What’s wrong Jin?”

He looked away from you in embarrassment, the tips of his ears turning red

He mumbled something with shame lacing his voice

You asked him to repeat himself

“I’m hard.” He mumbled again, this time a bit louder

With a smirk on your face you wasted no time and started palming him through his clothes, to which he let out a sigh of relief

Kissing and nibbling on his collarbone slowly you pulled out his cock

Just when he thought it couldn’t get any better you made your way down between his legs

You laid down on your stomach, nuzzling his inner thigh

Leisurely you licked the tip of his dick, trailing teasing kisses down to the base

One of his hands came down to caress your face before tangling into your hair

He propped himself up onto his elbow so he could fully see everything you were doing to him

Pulling his underwear down a bit more you let his balls free as well

Spitting into your hand you fondled his balls while doing your best to take his entire length into your throat

Seokjin was never shy about letting you know how he feels, and lord he felt so good right now

He made no effort to contain all the lewd noises that escaped his throat

Still a bit hazy from sleep, you couldn’t find it in you to even try being neat, saliva dripping everywhere while you messily throated his dick and played with his balls

With the sounds and visuals of you choking on his cock Seokjin soon felt his entire body tense

With a lazy thrust into your throat he came hard

You did your best to swallow down everything and released him with a wet pop, tucking his dick back into his boxers and coming back up to cuddle with him

Min Yoongi

The moment he gained enough consciousness to realize what was happening he felt mortified

Not because he was ashamed of the way his body worked, but rather because it was your first time spending the night at his place and if you found out he got a boner from simply sleeping next to you, he’d have to dig his own grave on the spot

He quickly shuffled out of bed, sneaking over to the bedroom door and taking one last peek at you before leaving the room

Deciding to take a shower and clear his mind, Yoongi made his was to the bathroom

When he took of his pajamas, he looked down at his hard cock in his boxers

Unintentionally his thoughts wandered off to you, being unable to resist he brought his hand up to his bulge and lightly palmed himself through his underwear

In a swift motion he took off his last article of clothing and stepped into the shower, adjusting the heat of the water to not shock him so soon after waking up

His hand returned to his dick, this time on his bare skin

He took a step under the water, letting it flow down his body as he closed his eyes and started slowly jerking himself off

Running his other hand through his now soaked hair, he tried to imitate the way your hands would roam down his throat and chest when you’d make out

The gentle caress of your soft hands always got him so turned on and desperate, his cock twitching in his underwear each time without fail

With the steady pace on his cock and the ghost of your touch still on his skin, Yoongi could already feel his orgasm approaching

“Ah, fuck (Y/N), baby…” he groaned, hoping the running water was covering the sounds he was making

As he felt his stomach tighten he sped up his hand, his hips faintly moving up into his palm

He came with a low moan, standing there in silence for a moment before grabbing his body wash

Kim Namjoon

When he woke up in your shared bed after a wet dream with an uncomfortable tightness in his boxers he had no idea what to do

Looking over at your sleeping form he didn’t want to disturb you, so he opted for rubbing one out while you slept

He reached over into his night stand and grabbed some lube

Pulling out his hard cock he slathered a generous amount of it onto the sensitive skin

He thought of the dream he had

In it you were laying on your back, taking all of him while you whispered sweet nothings into his ear

He started off slow, just like in the dream, but soon enough he couldn’t contain himself

His hand sped up, his hips bucking up into it softly

In an effort to contain his grunts he bit onto the sleeve of his shirt, pressing his arm onto his face

When he felt you stirring by his side he froze in place, squeezing his eyes shut

After a moment of silence he determined you to be asleep and continued jerking off

His eyes remained shut, blissfully unaware of your gaze burning into his tensed form

One of your hands snuck up onto his stomach, pushing his shirt up so you could caress the soft flesh

He jolted upright at the sensation, his heart pumping wildly in his chest from both the fear and excitement of being caught

Wordlessly your hand traveled down to his cock, replacing his touch with your own

You squeezed his shaft lightly, before starting to pump him at a slower pace than he had been using previously

He humped up into your hand, trying to match your rhythm with his hips

When you started twisting your hand around him and sped up your motions he stopped trying to contain his groans and grunts

“Shit, just like that.” He mumbled, his voice deeper than usual from sleep

Once you started kissing his neck it didn’t take long for him to finish

His cum went all over your hand, messily dripping onto his lower abdomen

Going back to sleep you heard him curse as he tried to clean up

Jung Hoseok

You felt two warm hands shake you awake

Towering above you was Hoseok, his hair messy and his eyes still swollen from sleep

“What is it?” You grumbled, your voice laced with sleep

“I’m horny.” He simply responded as his hands started wondering around your body, lightly groping his favorite spots

“Lay down on your stomach.” He said as he gently guided you to turn around

Once your face was pressed against your pillow he grabbed your hips and pulled them up so your ass was pressed against his clothes erection

He pulled your pants down together with your underwear, fishing out his cock

You heard a wet noise, knowing it was him lubricating his fingers with saliva you arched your back into him

His now wet fingers came down to prod at your hole, stretching you open lightly

Letting all you muscles relax you let out a hum as the head of his cock nudged inside of you

He slowly bottomed out, letting a groan slip from his throat at the feeling of your walls around him

One of his hands groped your ass before sliding down to your lower back

He brought it back up to hold onto your hips as he began to thrust into you

Just as you were about to adjust to his dick, he sped up

You whined at the new pace, feeling his cock already abusing that one specific spot inside of you

His ruthless pace made your hole burn, the pain and pleasure mixing together making your eyes roll back

Your mouth fell open in a silent moan, your fingers gripping onto your pillow for dear life

He bent down to place a kiss onto your shoulder

His head stayed resting on it

Just as he was getting close he bit down into your skin

The sensation caused an orgasm to flood through you, the twitching and squeezing of your walls pushing him over the edge es well

[spiceofvy]

BTS - Teaching an innocent reader

requested by: @dambaepuff

cws: gender neutral reader, nsfw, this made me blush while writing it, dirty talk, (soft) corruption, praise, could be read as d/s if you squint, slight degradation (jin), blowjobs (jin, yoongi, jimin), handjobs (hoseok, namjoon, taehyung, jungkook), implications of the reader also receiving pleasure, mentions of porn (taehyung), mentions of masturbating in front of someone (jungkook), mentions of edging (jungkook)

Seokjin: Surprisingly he gets off the most on the idea of „taking your innocence.“ Also kinda the meanest about it as you try your best to get as much of his dick in your mouth. „Aww, you really never did this before. It's so obvious, so cute.“ „Helps“ you by pushing his hips up, not enough to choke you but just enough to startle you a bit as he suddenly shoves himself into your mouth deeper. He is not super vocal as you suck him off, as he is too high on his power trip, locking his eyes with your teary ones. His hands caressing your hair, petting your cheek, wiping your tears. „You can do more, I know it. Try harder for me.“ Encourages you to move your head on his dick, hearing you sigh around his cock as you feel his dick twitch in your mouth. He gets close to his orgasm faster than he realizes and pulls you away at the last second, coming all over your face. After he slips down from the couch onto the floor with you, wiping you clean with his shirt as his usual sweet persona returns. „You did amazing. So good for your first time. I‘m so proud. Made me feel really good.“ Gives you such great aftercare after.

Yoongi: He is oh so gentle with you. So understanding, almost tooth rotting sweet, reassuring you the whole time. „Don‘t worry about doing anything wrong, I will tell you exactly what to do.“ Helping you kneel down on the pillow he laid before his studio chair, so you don‘t hurt your soft little knees while you suck him off. He’s stroking your hair as he opens his thighs shuffling just a little bit closer, putting you face to face with his dick. „C‘mon no need to be shy, open my pants, little love.“ Chuckling at how hands shake just a little bit, as you reach for him you blush getting darker as you undress him. Secretly or not so secretly he puts all of his attention on how he likes to get pleased. He's not just teaching you how to give someone head, he is teaching you how he likes it. Where to suck, how deep to take him. He’s getting the biggest power rush from knowing that you are leaning all of this for him. Because you want to please him. Want him to feel good due to what you are doing. Ruining you for anyone else. „So good, keep doing. You know what I like, don't you?“ Pulls you onto his lap after he has come, holding you tightly, while he in turn makes you cum on his skilled fingers.

Hoseok: Oh he has so much fun „teaching“ you everything you need to know to make someone feel good, especially if that someone is him. Likes taking it nice and slow while he leads your hands down his body, cupping them in his when and slowly moves them over his dick. Shamelessly moaning in your ear, and cooing at how you blush. „Shouldn't it be me who is shy? I am the one who is naked after all. Cutie.“ Helps you jerk him off, showing you the moves. He has so many sinful yet sweet words of praise for you. „Keep going love, show me what you learned.“ Tells you when he feels close, whispering to squeeze harder, go just a bit faster, to not let go. „Doing so good for me, feeling so good. Aren‘t you listening well ?“ Squeezes you so tightly to his chest when he spills all over you, his hips twitching, riding out his orgasm. Wipes your hands clean after he comes before pressing you back onto the bed. Slowly kissing down your body, ready to repay you. Is really soft after you also came. Holding you tightly. Telling you again, and again how good you did. Just to start it all over again the next day.

Namjoon: Is so sweet and patient with you, dims all the lights so you feel less intimidated by the sight of bare skin. Hugs you tightly, laying your head on his chest, telling you to touch him whenever you feel ready for it. „Take your time, sweetheart. We‘re doing this at your tempo.“ Won't rush you, as you finally snake your hand down his sweatpants, under his underwear. Grazing his already half-hard cock, a soft sigh leaving his lips at the slightest touch worked up from anticipation. When he feels you hesitate, he takes your chin in his hand and turns your head to his, making you keep eye contact. „So good, the hardest part is done. Just touch me.“ Kisses you to calm your nerves, and moans into your mouth as you wrap your finger around his dick. Carefully you start pumping his dick, feeling his hip push towards your hand. „That's it. That's my baby. Keep going. You can do it.“ He keeps encouraging you, his hips doing most of the work. Not big on giving you direct orders, likes to teach by positive reinforcement. He comes almost embarrassingly quickly, but neither of you mind, as he hugs you even closer, kissing your cheek softly.

Jimin: Usually calm-headed in bed but the way your big innocent eyes look up at him, is doing things to him. Are awaken something in him. His eyes look dazed as he sees you sitting between his thighs, shaking trying to open his fly, but slipping. „Try again, you can do it.“ Laughs, when you blush, making you blush even more, as you sit a bit helplessly in front of his dick, eyeing it. „C‘mon you are a smart baby, aren‘t you? Try to lick it, it's intuition, I promise.“ So responsive too, getting loud so easily, as you shyly give his tip kitten licks. Buries his hand in your hair but stops himself from pushing you down, softly urging you to take something into your mouth, and more and more. Not once are you breaking eye contact and it makes him crazy. Not really helpful with advice, but his moans are enough to give you an idea of what he likes. „Look at you, doing so good for me. So perfect. Sweetest of them all.“ Comes on your mouth but immediately hands you a tissue in case you want to spit it out. Helps you onto the couch, caressing your sensitive knees. Promising to kiss them better later but first he repays you in pleasure.

Taehyung: Uses porn to help get his point across, not caring how flustered you get by the idea of the two of you watching such kinds of videos together. Sits next to you on the couch, some amateur porn running on his big-screen TV. Opens his pants and as he slowly pulls your hand to his crotch he whispers commentary into your ear. „See how he moves his hand over tip, that feels really good. C‘mon try to copy him.“ Guides your hand onto his dick, leaving you your only choice to either look at the sinful video, his face, or his cock. „Just move up and down. So good, keep going for me.“ Moans close to your ear as you do as he tells you. Pressing kisses to your cheek and neck, whispering more and more praise. As he gets closer and closer, his hips start moving on his own, working in tandem with you. The video ended already but you keep going, his sounds making you feel hot yourself, shifting in your seat. He comes over your hands, dripping onto his expensive couch but he doesn‘t care as he kisses you hurriedly. „You did amazing, what a natural talent you are.“ Kisses down your neck while undoing your pants, getting to lesson two, how to be good for him as he makes you feel just as amazing.

Jungkook: Believes in „learning by showing“, because how are you supposed to learn when you have no example to follow? Which is how you ended up with him sitting in front of you, naked stroking his dick. Telling you everything he believes you need to know to give an amazing handjob. „You need to pay attention to the base too. See?.“ He comments, as he strokes himself for you, cock shiny with the excessive amount of lube he used. Gets himself so close, making sure you get to see the whole process, „Don‘t look away. Look at me. Only at me.“ Just when he is about to come, he rips his hand away, edging himself for you. Before urging you to come try yourself, just do what he did. You can do it, he believes in you. Pulls you onto his lap, sitting chest to chest, as you reach down, shyly taking his dick into your hand, still wet with the lube. Feeling how hard and hot he is your hand. You try to imitate his moves, his eyes not leaving yours once. „Doing great, amazing. Learning so fast for me.“ Comes really fast due to his edging, and turns into a lovesick puppy afterward. He is just so proud of what you accomplished. And while he cuddles up to you, whispering sweet words, his still lube slick hands move into your pants, ready to make it even.

[kiestrokes]

Keeping the Cadence | NSFW

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x GN!Reader/You/Yn Rating: NSFW! Mature (18+) Minors DNI. Word Count: 999 (cutting it close) Genre: porn without plot, military au, smut, drabble. Warnings: military setting, abrupt ending, inspired by this Hobi.

Sexually Explicit Content: penis in whatever hole you desire, use of gender-neutral terms for the receiver of Hobi's penis, subtle nipple play and hair pulling, Hoseok has a big dick (obvi), rough sex, quickie, slight pain kink displayed, mutual orgasms, latex condoms used.

Summary: Drill Assistant Jung Hoseok just can't help keeping the rhythm, even while fucking you.

🗝️ Note: I blame @xjoonchildx 🫥 I wrote this in under an hour, has not been beta read! Don't expect too much, it's been awhile and I'm still rusty.

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction; I do not own any of the idols depicted below. 

The heavy metal door groans shut behind you, effectively sealing you in the dimness of the basement storage room.

“Hurry we only have ten minutes before we have to be back to post” Hobi instructs from behind you. The click of his belt and zipper filled the void of your silence while you worked on sending your pants and panties to a crumpled puddle around your ankles.

“Condom?” You looked over your shoulder just as Hoseok ripped one open with his teeth giving a nod of his eyebrows. You braced yourself over the metal laundry table that was typically used for folding towels, ready for Hoseok.

Not ready enough, you feel his body heat against your back and are jolted when he kicks the inside of your boots with his, effectively spreading your legs as far as the personal shackles of your pants will allow.

“Spit” Hoseok commands, one slender-fingered hand cupping over your mouth as his other hand bends you forward. Following his other demand, Hobi rubs your saliva over your clenched hole exposing it to the cool air of the cellar.

“Ahhh,” you moan as his fingertips toy with the sensitive rim before roughly shoving two fingers inside “Fuck!” Your spine straightens, half from arousal and the other half in delectable pain at the sudden stretch.

“Sorry we don’t have time to stretch you out slowly, I’m kind of-”

“Big.” You finish for him, turning your cheek to graze his nose and fluttering your lashes at his shocked face.

“So, you’ve been looking” He laughs shortly, not the full musical laugh you’ve become accustomed to, this one is laced with carnality. Hoseok’s own eyes lid as he presses himself into you, replacing his fingers with the tip of his cock. His lips part as he slowly works his way into you, with small but firm thrusts.

“Hobi” You moan as he makes it halfway into you.

His hand tucks under your shirt, fingers splaying across your abdomen as he bows over your shoulder for a kiss. Grunting your name into your mouth, as you fervently nibble away at his heart-shaped lips. He stills only once, a lengthy groan rumbling from his chest as he bottoms out. You let out a sharp cry when you feel his hips roll up, his pelvis essentially cupping your ass, rubbing his fat head against the deepest and most sensitive part inside you.

“Shit Hobi,” your body shudders in response but the moment is over as quickly as it came.

Hoseok’s hands glide to fist your waist, drilling your hip bones into the metal of the table as he works himself in and out of your walls. His huffs and grunts and curse words are panted into the collar of your shirt from where he’s pressed across your back.

“Hobi” You whine as he keeps up the insistent pace, drilling in to press into that glorious spot, followed by a thick drag out. You realize he’s fucking you in cadence, and you don’t know why you’re surprised, he is the assistant drill instructor. “Are you fucking me to the marching beat?”

Hoseok’s wild eyes meet yours and he stutters a laugh, “Sorry guess I am, it’s working, isn’t it?” You moan in unison as your insides clench, threatening to suck Hoseok’s massive dick back inside.

“Harder” You gasp as his thrusts sharpen, causing your hands to skate across the smooth surface of the table. Causing Hoseok to fall into you, his hands grasping at the edge to brace himself beside your hips. 

You cry out as his wide base stretches your entrance more, Hoseok sucks air between his teeth as you spasm around his cock. He picks up his rhythm again, angling himself under your ass and thrusting up. Each roll in bruising your hips against the table, you recline back on his chest as he grinds you between the metal and his brutal cock.

“How does it feel? Are you close?” Hoseok’s ear caresses your cheek, his voice a paradox of sunshine compared to the hellish way he is fucking you. You look up to find his brown gaze less hawkeyed than earlier, softened just for you. 

“So good Hoseok, I’m close” You stutter out the last part, feeling his hand under your shirt, gliding across your sternum in search of a nipple that he finds and pinches. Causing you to bow forward and Hoseok lays you flat on the cool table, his other hand on the nape of your neck fingers tugging at the hair there as he snaps his hips into your ass.

“God, you take me so well,” Hoseok lets out a guttural moan as your body tightens under him.

You recite his name in chant as your hands claw against the slick surface. Your undoing is when Hoseok thrusts deep, swirling his hips into the one particular spot as his fingers pinch the nipple he’s still holding onto, and the other tugs are the roots of your hair. You orgasm hard, release spilling down your legs. 

Hoseok gasps out a throaty version of your name as his cock glides you through your climax, your walls squeezing his length so tight you have no idea how he manages to make his way back inside until you feel it. His thighs stiffened against yours, and his release spilled into the latex of the condom. Hoseok’s hands are ripped from your body, and he slams them into the table, pressing himself as deeply inside of you as he can get. 

The room is filled with shuddering breaths as the two of you slowly descend back into your bodies. Hoseok withdraws, groaning as you clench at his retreat. 

“Two minutes,” You heave yourself upright after glancing at your watch and begin to shakily redress. While Hoseok trashes the condom and mirrors your movements, in an unfazed fashion.

His sharp eyes are back as his gaze washes over your appearance, giving it a quick nod of approval, he slips out the door.

© COPYRIGHT 2023 by kiestrokes All rights reserved. No portion of this work may be reproduced without written permission from the author. This includes translations. 

[whatifyoulivelikethat]

ep 1. but i’ll miss you | myj, jjk

sugar, spice, and everything nice ep 1. but i'll miss you.

pairing(s): yoonji (fem!myg) x reader x jungkook

summary: Sugar? Min Yoonji. Spice? The woman at the park. Everything nice? Jeon Jungkook (he is freaking annoying, though). The accidental chemical X? Well, the woman in the park that Min Yoonji finds incredibly attractive is kinda-dating-definitely-fucking Jeon Jungkook. And he's very obviously in love with her.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; Yoonji is pansexual and still in the closet; internalized homophobia + moments of gay panic; ft. best friend group, OT6 (specifically Kim Seokjin, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung during the bowling hangout), best friend!Jung Hoseok is at military service (sad); f/f/m love triangle? slow burn; there will be smut in the future; non-idol!AU - Yoonji's POV

set in South Korea, Karrot is resale app for clothing, furniture, etc

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“What does it taste like?”

That mere smile sent chills down her spine.

“Sweet.”

There was nothing to say to that. She looked away, not wanting to look into those eyes anymore. Didn’t ask for a bite. It wasn’t hers. It seemed to be a homemade dessert of soft silken tofu and heavy ginger syrup. The kind of sugar syrup that was heavier than the tofu. The dark viscous liquid dripped between the cracks of puffy white, seeping into the decadence, similar to the way those scorched eyes seemed to see past any defense Min Yoonji had.

She didn’t know how she got into this position, yet here she was.

Sigh.

Inwardly, she wished her best friend Jung Hoseok was here. He wasn’t because he was busy fulfilling his service of being a Korean man. Hmph. Well, Yoonji could have come alone. She had done it before. She was tough enough. But something about this this had given her a bad feeling, so she had asked if a friend could accompany her to help pick up the light fixture that she had found on Karrot.

That friend being Jeon Jungkook.

Shit, Yoonji really fucked up asking Jeon Jungkook.

“I’m sorry, noona, but something came up! I messed up my knee. I’ll send my friend instead. Don’t worry. You’ll be safe!”

Now she was sitting here on this park bench with the…

Woman.

Really, Yoonji didn’t even know her name. She knew her face, of course. Seen it enough times. Had never once thought to ask her name, mostly since Yoonji only saw her from a distance, said woman now often leaving Jungkook’s side whenever their friend group made time to meet up. Everyone teased him, your girlfriend? And this young, tall, tattooed punk would grin and not say anything. Jungkook was incapable of lying.

Just “keke,” and that was that.

Yoonji didn’t like it.

She was the only girl in her friend group. Probably equated to some internalized discourse if she bothered to go to therapy about it. But, during the time that she had been able to talk to a professional, she had kept the conversation about other people gender-neutral and without names. At the time, her relationships with others were all affected by her disconnected and toxic relationship with herself. She had to fix that first before moving forward. Back then, she had been suffering from the common syndrome of being depressed, stressed, and well-dressed.

Yeah.

Those rough years were not that funny, but at least Yoonji could joke about it now.

Anyway, about this woman.

This woman had actually showed up before her, sitting gracefully at the agreed-upon public park bench that Yoonji would soon encounter some stranger for an industrial-looking black chandelier that may or may not be real. The replies had been in broken Korean. Probably a foreigner using a translator. There was probably nothing to worry about, but the messages had been… weird. Asking about what Yoonji was doing after and such. No, she didn’t like it, and so she had asked Jungkook to accompany her. Dude looked like a tiger, his stripes being his multiple tattoos and facial piercings, but he had the soul of an adorable and vigorous bunny. Wouldn’t hurt anyone. Looked the part just in case anyone got the wrong idea. Boxed as well, for fun. But, instead of Jungkook, Yoonji was sent this woman who came with her snack of sweet tofu, silently and unashamedly eating it with a foldable spoon at the opposite end of the park bench.

Jungkook’s woman?

Who cares.

Was this worse or better than that punk? They dressed similarly, to be honest. The spoken-of woman was wearing all black. A baseball cap with an upside-down smiley face, leather jacket with matte-black metal spikes, charcoal baggy jeans, and a tight crop top with some kind of insane, probably satanic pattern on it. Yoonji snuck a peek. Circles and runes and horned devil heads, glossy print on fabric. Yup, downright hellish.

She abruptly realized she was staring at another woman’s tits and looked away immediately.

Clothed, but still.

This woman also sat like an insane person. Legs wide open compared to Yoonji’s crossed ones. Relaxed stance with a completely straight back. Refined and uncouth at the same time. It made no sense. Her hair curled around her shoulders and chin, loose and messy and intensely sexy.

She adjusted her cap and Yoonji darted her eyes around the park.

Looking for the seller.

Obviously.

Yoonji came dressed as she normally did. Comfortably, in a loose beige hoodie and similarly baggy slate blue jeans with rips in the knees. She wasn’t going to dress up for some musty dude and his lighting fixture, and definitely not for Jeon Jungkook. And not for Jungkook’s, uh…

Girlfriend?

Meh.

There was a strange shiver fluttering in her ribcage. Unease of being underdressed somehow, even though they were simply meeting up for this very specific task. They had not agreed to go anywhere after. Perhaps she would help carry the chandelier. Presumably it was broken down and in its box. Allegedly. Still, the box could be heavy. Yoonji checked her phone. Not time yet. Five more minutes. She had the brief thought that it could be possible for the seller to be late due to transporting a larger package. Awesome. Couldn’t wait for this continued awkward silence with her soft tofu devourer.

She sensed movement by her side.

The woman capped the now empty glass cup with a black plastic lid, foldable spoon inside it, and slipped the whole thing into her small backpack. She shoved it back to her side. Yoonji noticed there was photocard holder attached to it. She couldn’t see the artist since it had flipped around. The other side was black with some grey text on it. There was also a black strap with a grey flame hanging off the photocard holder. Huh. Seemed like she liked idols. At the very least music in general. Yoonji wanted to ask, but that seemed weird to bring up now.

“Jungkook tell you how he busted his knee?”

She almost jumped at the throaty, silken voice. Stopped herself. The other woman cleared her throat, her brows furrowing. It must have been due to the ginger syrup. Even with the slight distance, Yoonji had been able to smell the intense strength of the spice.

“Uh… no, he didn’t.”

The cap bobbed. “Hm. Good.”

Good?

Yoonji frowned. “What do you mean, good?”

Light shrug. “I can help you carry the box back to your place. I gotta head that way to go to the fitness store.”

The fucking one-eighty in topic didn’t throw Yoonji off in the slightest. She said enough by saying nothing. Yoonji watched the way those shaded eyes remained forward, not lifting her shoulders from the bench. Then those dark orbs shifted and suddenly Yoonji was stuck in a penetrating gaze with faint smile, feeling as if she knew something but didn’t really know it.

Those full lips were beautifully shaped.

Anyone would think that.

She bit her lip. Say something. “Why do you need to go to the fitness store?” Yoonji asked, chewing the dead skin off. It was a bad habit. Didn’t usually happen unless she was stressed.

The woman raised her hand. Graceful fingers. Neatly manicured nails. Dark purple with a cobalt blue shimmer. Could be a pianist’s hands, if it wasn’t for the almond-shape of those nails. Yoonji felt her own fingers tuck into the sleeves of her hoodie. She didn’t usually paint them. Kept her nails short due to her job, repairing and selling guitars. Of course, she was no poser and played them too. Sometimes, though, she thought about trying those fancy manicures girls had.

Then she remembered that wasn’t like her at all.

“I have carpal tunnel, so I have wrist compression braces. They’re getting kinda ratty. I wanted to buy some new ones.” She laughed, in a naughtily cheerful, almost bratty way. It was stupid attractive. “The people in the shop probably think I’m lifting weights but, nope. Just feeding my gaming addiction.”

Her eyes flickered up and down, checking out the other woman’s frame. Yoonji couldn’t tell the size of her arms but a vague assessment could be made from those thin pretty wrists and previous knowledge when viewing from afar. “You don’t look like you lift weights.”

“Hey, I’ve got some muscle.”

And much to Yoonji’s surprise, the woman brushed off the right shoulder of her leather jacket and flexed her arm, showing off the small hard lump of a bicep with a laugh. Not much there at all yet undoubtedly defined. She even smacked it with her left hand for sarcastic emphasis, and then pulled her jacket back on smoothly with a smirk.

“Only got that from jackin’ dick though.”

It was pretty funny, but Yoonji wasn’t laughing.

She was slack-jawed at the ease of vulgarity and the shameless confidence oozing out of every pore, suddenly realizing the reason why Jungkook was with this woman. Her rapid heartbeat choked her throat as her brain mentally replayed the swift, seamless movement of black leather falling off that slim shoulder. That accompanying playful smirk. The devious mirth in those scorched eyes.

That aggressive smack that did… something.

At that second, there was a cheery jingle that sounded from the woman’s jeans.

“That’s the time you said the seller is supposed to be here,” she said, fishing out her phone and turning off the alarm. “Where is he?”

Grateful for having an excuse to look away, Yoonji aimlessly swiped at her phone screen to keep her hands busy. “Let me check my messages.” Not getting flustered about it. Definitely not.

She had to face reality.

She’s straight.

At any rate, this woman and Jungkook were undeniably fucking. There was no question about that. Too many times it felt like Jungkook was arriving at the gatherings with a big grin and better mood after being seen with her. That was the face of a man getting laid, for sure. Whatever. Yoonji didn’t care about her friends’ dating or sex lives. It wasn’t her business. Most of the time the girls weren’t even her type.

Most of the time.

Not that she had a type. Or anything.

In this current season of life, she had already come to terms with her sexual orientation. Yoonji had known all her life that she was who she was. There had been no internal struggles about if it was true or not. It was. Still, there was no reason to directly say anything to anyone about it. After all, so far she had only dated and had sex with men. Most of her friends were men too. Status quo could remain since there was no good reason to challenge it. She also wasn’t the type to act on impulse. Not with the delicate line that was this. Yoonji had mentioned it to Hoseok at some point. Being the smart man he was, Hoseok had advised that her sexuality was something she didn’t have to broadcast if she didn’t want to. But, if she needed to do that to feel like herself, then he assured her that their friend group would be accepting of whatever choice she made.

And if not, he would kick them out.

She had felt very appreciative about that. However, the topic of her sexuality never came up in conversation with her friends, so Yoonji had never voiced or alluded to anything about it to the other guys. It wasn’t necessary, so she remained in her comfortable little bubble. She had not yet felt compelled to search for a community or meet specific people. It seemed troublesome. She was content with her current friends and her daily life kept her busy. Besides, there was no one to risk it for.

Certainly not for Jungkook’s…

Um.

Friend-with-benefits.

“What did he say?’

Yoonji jumped as the woman scooted closer, indicating her screen with the open Karrot app. She looked down, the realization setting in.

“The… The profile is deleted?”

The sudden annoyance and rage overpowered any uncomfortable feelings. Listing disappeared. Profile deleted. Even the in-app messages erased because the seller didn’t exist. The fuck? Ugh, that deal was too good to be true. It didn’t even exist. Must have been a cowardly creep that was watching them right now and lost his nerve since Jungkook’s friend was here perched like a bird of prey. Yoonji felt a growl boil in her chest. All this for nothing.

“Aw, man, it was fake? That sucks.”

Holy fuck, she smells good.

Like warm coffee with a sensual depth.

Wait, what?

“Hm, well, I won’t bother you any more then. I’ll go some other time to the fitness store. These things happen,” the woman sighed in disappointment, standing up and stretching, her small backpack and photocard holder swaying. Some guy in a leather jacket. At the moment, Yoonji was too furious to note who the idol was. “Get yourself something nice to eat, Min Yoonji. You’re already out.”

She frowned.

“Hey, I never caught your name.”

Those predator eyes flickered back. “Oh? I figured Jungook would tell you.”

Why is she playing games? “It never came up,” she snapped back.

That fucking smile.

Yoonji hadn’t known it then, but she had already fallen down the rabbit hole at this point.

“Ah, don’t get mad at me. I just thought it was kinda funny Jungkook would keep it from you. Wonder why.” Light shrug with her thumbs slipping into her pockets. “I should teach him to have better manners. My name is…”

-

“Come hang out with us, noona. It’s okay.”

“No, no, I don’t want to intrude. I would only be in the way.”

“But I’ll miss you.”

A small, coy smile. An elegant hand reached up and tucked a bit of black hair back under the beanie. The smile grew wider as those manicured fingers lingered by an ear adorned with five lobe earrings. A chain connected the first and last in the line. Flashy for someone who didn’t have a flashy personality – at least, not to strangers.

Min Yoonji watched Jeon Jungkook wiggle childishly, tugging on the sleeve of a black denim jacket covered with gothic patches. Skulls and cats and devils. Shit like that. When the woman stood next to Jungkook, they visually suited each other well. The younger man wore a grey beanie, a loose black silk shirt patterned with flourishing white text tucked into baggy, ripped jeans, and a simple black belt. Chunky black boots that matched the chain-covered heeled ones his companion was wearing. Underneath the patch-covered denim jacket, she wore a tight-fitted, dark grey jersey minidress that showed off her attractive and clearly feminine figure.

She knew she shouldn’t, and yet Yoonji still lingered by the other side of the bus stop LED advertisement, eavesdropping on the conversation between Jungkook and his mystery-title friend.

The stop was located right outside the brightly-lit bowling alley that she was supposed to be meeting her friend group at. Uncharacteristically, Yoonji had ended up late due to a train delay. She had skipped the bus ride and had run to her destination. There had also been reports of a minor road accident and Yoonji wasn’t going to wait any more. Besides, she had worn sneakers, jeans, and a white hoodie, along with a black ball cap with some distressed detailing. Nothing fancy.

Or ladylike.

She was meeting a bunch of dudebros anyway.

“You know, most guys would be happy to ditch an annoying girl to hang out with their friends,” the woman was saying, chuckling as Jungkook swung her arm in an arc.

“But you’re not annoying,” he was saying, spinning her around as if they were dancing. “Ah, I don’t even wanna go bowling anymore…”

The woman poked Jungkook on the side of the head, still letting him tug her around. How bothersome was that? But she acted as if he was being totally normal and not causing a bunch of passerby stares. “Don’t be like that. Besides, you have an addiction.”

And then, much to Yoonji’s surprise, Jungkook dropped the woman’s hand and reached out to hug her.

Except his hands were on the woman’s ass.

Yoonji frowned.

Idiot.

“Mhm, I do…”

“Get off me,” the woman laughed, her hands cradling his head. Yoonji got the impression that she didn’t mean it in a cruel way, especially since she was feathering kisses over Jungkook’s cheeks. Or it sounded like that. Her current angle wasn’t great. “If your friends see, they’re gonna tease you.”

“Who cares? They’re just jealous.”

No, I’m not.

She hadn’t said it out loud and yet Yoonji tensed, feeling heat rush over her cheeks.

Never mind.

“Aww, okay, okay, I’ll go now. I can come over tomorrow night, right?”

A wonderful, exasperated laugh. “Don’t you have work? You need to sleep.”

“Sleep is for the weak,” Jungkook huffed, detaching himself and backing up. “I’m gonna come over.”

“And I’m not gonna stop you. See you, silly boy.”

She yanked her body back behind the advertisement as Jungkook grinned and ran off into the bowling alley. He wasn’t the type to walk like a normal human being. But who cared about that? What did Yoonji just witness? Of course, she had seen her friends in relationships before. The handsome and elusive Kim Taehyung had maybe one or two serious relationships. The ever-so-flirty Park Jimin was notorious for dating around. Educated literary fiend Kim Namjoon had a girlfriend for a long while. It had ended badly. Her best friend Jung Hoseok had friends of all genders and various stages of depth in those relationships. Hoseok himself was protective of his heart but not opposed to giving love. As far was Yoonji knew, goofy and well-off Kim Seokjin hadn’t dated yet, however, she wouldn’t be surprised. That worldwide handsome face constantly attracted people.

And Jeon Jungkook?

He had the bad boy look, but never got close to anyone. He flirted, relentlessly, but always backed out when it got serious. All that looked pretty damn serious to Yoonji, though. That was good. Right?

Except.

It was early evening, but Yoonji felt strangely cold.

Shouldn’t I be happy for him? What’s wrong with me?

“Eh?!”

The gasp cut through her thoughts and she jumped back, startled, snapping her head up to…

Oh.

“Min Yoonji?”

Oh, shit.

Her lips were moving. Nothing was coming out. That was very unlike herself, what is wrong with me, her cheeks blaringly warm, and Yoonji finally got her name out, bluntly, instinctively tipping her head in respectful greeting while also feeling the dire need to hide her face.

“Oh, shit, my bad. I freaked you out, huh? Sorry. I didn’t expect to see you on the other side of the bus stop. Did you only just get here? Jungkook already went inside,” the woman was saying, and Yoonji found she couldn’t look her in the face for some reason.

I know. I mean, what?

“Sorry, again. Uh. You’re standing in front of the schedule. Huh. Looks like there’s a delay.”

What the fuck is wrong with me?

“My bad,” Yoonji quickly mumbled, sliding to the side. “You came here with Jungkook again, huh?”

A pause.

Why did I say it like that? Yoonji winced, resisting the urge to slap some common sense into herself. She lifted her head, realizing the way her tone must have sounded, searching for the woman’s expression under the brim of the cap. Something flitted over those features. As soon as it was faintly visible, the unknown emotion was gone, replaced by a faint smile. Wisps of wild hair casted shadows over those cheekbones due to the oncoming sunset. People were rushing past. Conversations, purposes, desires, but suddenly all Yoonji could see was the endless darkness of those scorched eyes framed by smoked lashes.

“Do you like Jungkook romantically, by chance?”

What!

“No!”

The word shot out of her mouth with such force that Yoonji backed up, shocked at her own reaction. The other woman looked taken aback, tilting her head, and there was no way to save this situation, stuck, frozen in this mortifying moment, completely forgetting her previous engagement.

Those plush pink lips looked like they had been kissed all night.

By Jungkook?

A sting dug deep into Yoonji’s heart.

“Oh, I thought…” An awkward laugh, and the woman readjusted the black strap of her bag over her chest. “I got the impression you didn’t like me because I’ve been stopping by with Jungkook lately. My bad. Didn’t mean to ask so bluntly like that. It was on my mind, though. I should get going. Have a good evening, then.”

A gentle wave.

A turn.

And before she knew what she was doing, Yoonji reached out and grabbed that denim sleeve.

“Wait.”

Those scorched eyes full of shadows returned and she found herself breathless at the sight of them.

She had to force herself to speak.

“You should come bowling with us. I’m always the only girl. It would be nice if…”

The goosebumps danced all over her skin. It was like asking someone out of a first date, except this person actually made her nervous and there was going to be a bunch of other people there, including the one was she probably actually dating.

“Would be nice if you hung out with us too, sometimes.”

Yoonji knew she should have added, Jungkook would be happy to see you. She didn’t for some reason. No, she knew the reason, but she bit back those thoughts and let go of that sleeve, not wanting to be too pushy about it. Chewed on her lip, peeling away at dry skin. The other woman seemed to contemplate for a second and shrugged, chuckling.

“Yeah. Okay. I’ll go with you.”

It was at this moment that Yoonji knew.

She fucked up.

Too late now.

-

It wasn’t that bad.

There was some confusion, yes. Introductions, casual banter. Yoonji noticed that Jungkook seemed both surprised and a little hurt. What for? But then the woman went to stand next to him and whispered in his ear. He seemed much more satisfied after that. Yoonji busied herself with paying and picking out the right size for her bowling shoes. It was dark in here. Minors were no longer allowed since the bar was opening. The alleys were lit up with scattered color. Mood lighting. Jungkook loved that shit.

Yoonji noticed that they didn’t hold hands.

Interesting.

The women paid and was handed the beige and black bowling shoes. Their group was smaller today, just Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook, and Seokjin. Honestly, Yoonji would have dropped out if Seokjin wasn’t coming with. The other three were younger and they were noisy. Kim Seokjin was loud as fuck too, but he was reasonable and matched Yoonji’s energy when she was feeling drained of the other three. The woman was chatting with Seokjin. They seemed to know each other to some extent. Why does everyone seem to know you but me? That wasn’t a fair assessment. Taehyung and Jimin were jostling Jungkook around, teasing him probably. They didn’t seem as familiar with her.

Hm.

The next notable moment was when they were sitting down and changing shoes. Yoonji glanced over, seeing her unzip her boots. Normal. Shifting line of vision. The hem of that tight dress was hiking up those soft thighs. Well, she hadn’t dressed to go bowling, after all.

Yoonji paused, wondering if she should say something.

Then, all of a sudden, Jungkook’s jean-covered butt was blocking her vision.

Hey!

Clicked her tongue, busying herself with the shoes. He didn’t have to do that. Nothing was happening here. The music was so loud that Yoonji found she couldn’t hear their conversation. Annoying. Until…

“Oh! You have Gengar socks!”

“They’re cute! Is Gengar wearing a pumpkin? Haha, it’s not Halloween though!” Taehyung was laughing.

“Aw, who cares.? You can’t see them anyway,” Jungkook’s lady was chuckling, yanking on the bowling shoes. “It’s Halloween every day in my heart.”

“I didn’t know you liked cute stuff, noona,” Jimin teased. “You seem so tough, but you’re a big softie, huh? Of course, you must be if you like our Jungkookie!”

“Bleh, shush,” came the exasperated sigh and hand wave. “The real tough one is Seokjinnie over here for putting up with you guys.”

Yoonji frowned. The two of them must be somewhat familiar for her to address Seokjin with such familiarity. It came up in conversation later, after a few strikes and pleas with a higher power to give Jimin better aim (no higher power answered but Taehyung did accidentally bowl for Jimin, uh huh). Apparently, Seokjin and Jungkook’s friend had met online through an online team-based game. Yoonji didn’t play video games because she wasn’t good at them. At least, compared to her friends. She was fine with watching though.

“You’re doing great today. You must have eaten something good.”

Yoonji gave Seokjin the side-eye. “Or maybe you’ve gotten worse. Online video games aren’t the same as a physical sport.”

“Hey! It’s all hand-eye coordination. Same, same!”

“At this rate, even Jimin will overtake you.”

Seokjin’s handsome face twisted in indignation. He had the kind of facial features that were model-envy if he wasn’t contorting them to some ridiculous expression. Like right now. “He cheated and made Taehyung bowl for him!”

“I did not!”

“Oh, really?”

She ignored their squabbling, only to freeze up once she realized who was sitting next to her.

“I’m pretty sure I’m doing the worst right now,” came the wry chuckle. “Thankfully, Jungkook shielded my pride and typed in Gengar instead of my name.”

“You’re doing okay,” Yoonji said quietly, glimpsing to her left. She caught the scent of something warm and tangy. Perfume.

O… Oh.

“That’s very nice of you to say, but I’m fifty points behind Jimin.” A sigh. “I think it’s my manicure. I should cut my nails a bit. They’ll grow back.”

Then, much to Yoonji’s surprise, the woman leaned over and unzipped her bag, moving things around.

“W-Wait, really?” Turned and she really was pulling out a small silver nail clipper and a cerulean blue glass nail file. “It’s just a bowling game. It’s not that serious.”

The other woman craned her head and lined up her the nail of her middle finger with the clipper. “Yeah, but I’m not really trying,” she was saying. Snip! “I don’t really like that. if I’m gonna lose, I should at least lose trying my best.”

Yoonji watched in stunned fascination as the woman trimmed down her black cherry manicure on three nails on what seemed to be her dominant hand. Middle finger, ring finger, and thumb. Only those. She left the index and pinky in their pointed almond shape. She held up her hand after, graceful fingers spread out.

O-Oh.

“I… I’m going to the bathroom for a sec.”

“Oh, okay, I’ll–”

But Yoonji didn’t stop to listen, walking away quickly, quickly, into the women’s bathroom and closing the stall door, doing nothing but immediately pinning her back to the door and exhaling hard. Ragged. Rough. What is wrong with me? She knew what was wrong. Yoonji placed her palms over her mouth and forced out another breath. There was flushing and water splashing and currently popular pop music drowning out the more unpleasant noises, but Yoonji was too busy trying to calm down the screaming in her head. This was bad. This was really bad. She had watched enough girl-on-girl porn to know… No. Obviously, Jungkook’s friend was going to clip the nails of her middle and ring finger. Those were the ones to hold the bowling ball. There was nothing more to it.

Just a coincidence.

Don’t be delusional.

This would be much easier if it was a man. Yoonji knew how to be cool and calm when it came to guys. Besides, the male mindset was too airheaded to pick up on subtlety anyway. But, what if a woman could…? She had already caught on to Yoonji acting weird earlier. Even thought she had romantic feelings with Jungkook. Pfft. Absurd. That kid was grown up now, but he was still only a bright-eyed eager bunny. No amount of tattoos or piercings would ever turn Jeon Jungkook from prey to predator, although he could look the part with enough working out. Jungkook was certainly her type when it came to looks but as far as personality, Yoonji was sure she would be worn out by Jungkook.

Wait.

Yoonji froze.

What?

She pushed her hair back. Another tick that happened due to her nervousness. Ha. Haha. I did not just think that about Jeon Jungkook. No. No, no, she was simply confused. That was all. Confused and working though who-the-fuck-knows-what. No. This had to stop. You have to compartmentalize this shit. This couldn’t keep happening. Stop acting weird. Pull yourself together. When it came down to it, Yoonji had to step out of this stall and chill the fuck out.

She couldn’t let it show.

Nobody is stopping you from getting off to her later.

Yoonji told her brain to shut up and left the stall.

-

Once their bowling game was over, the adults moved on to bigger and better things.

“You want the Gengar, right?”

“I don’t want anything. I don’t trust these things. Don’t waste your money.”

“Don’t be like that, noona. She totally wants the Gengar,” Taehyung talked over her, shoving in tokens so Jungkook could attempt the claw machine. Jimin stood at the far corner of the machine and pointed animatedly, calling to move a little more left, no, right, no, back more. Seokjin snorted at him to shut up. Yoonji watched as Jungkook failed, his broad shoulders dropping heavily as the round bright purple plush slid out of the metal claw and plopped back into the mound of colorful plushies, face-first onto its teasing red eyes and big grin.

“One more time,” Jungkook insisted.

“You don’t–”

She watched the younger man turn to the woman and pull a big pout. There was an exchanged glance between them. A muscle in Yoonji’s face twitched. This had been Jungkook’s third time trying to get something from the claw machine. Their group was crammed in a corner of the arcade in the bowling alley, a couple drinks in, squabbling for a damn Gengar plush for their newcomer. It wasn’t the situation that was bothering Yoonji, but rather how adamant Jungkook was that it had to be him winning it.

This guy is so freaking annoying.

Yoonji reached between their bodies and jammed her own tokens in.

“Go ahead, then.”

She shoved Jungkook’s shoulder and broke the shared gaze between him and his lady friend. Jungkook snapped his head to the machine, startled as the lights flashed and the red timer came on, letting out a surprised yelp as he fought to move the clunky claw back to the faceplanted Gengar.

He had never tried so hard before for his other friends.

Hmph.

“Oh, shit! YAH!”

“LET’S GOOOOOOO!”

“Taehyung, stop yelling!”

“Well, shit. You did it.”

“I told you I would,” Jungkook roared triumphantly, yanking out the purple Pokémon plush and holding it up like a prestigious award. “Da-dang!”

“Fourth time’s a charm?” she laughed as Jungkook grabbed her hands and spun them palm up to delicately rest the incredibly round Gengar plush on them. Yoonji noticed he didn’t linger and pulled away quickly. “Thank you, then, haha.”

Seokjin, Jimin, and Taehyung were acting like Jungkook had just won a damn rice cooker on a prestigious game show, crowding around him and giving him high fives. Yoonji shook her head, glad it was over, and felt a hand on her shoulder. Froze as she looked up to scorched eyes twinkling brightly in neon lights of the arcade machines.

“Here. Sorry you had to use your tokens for me.”

Yoonji tried to push back to the coins suddenly placed in her palm. “No, it’s fine, I don’t–”

“I wouldn’t want to owe you.”

“I–”

Then she froze, realizing her hands were clasped around the other woman’s right. Holding the Gengar plush in her left, tucked underneath her breasts. The naughtily cheerful grin was aimed straight at Yoonji, silently laughing as if it had seen and knew everything. Before she could react, a handful of coins was dumped in her palm and her fingers were closed around it, pinned by a dark cherry manicure. Middle, ring, and thumb trimmed short.

Her heartbeat shot up to her throat.

“Yoonji-noona, come play this one with me!”

Her head snapped up. The other woman smiled at her calmly. Park Jimin grabbed Yoonji’s sleeve and dragged her to a racing game. That didn’t mean anything. It didn’t. I wouldn’t want to owe you. Why not? What was wrong with her? What was so much better about dork-ass Jeon Jungkook who was sucked into playing Tekken versus Kim Taehyung without a second thought? The other woman turned away and went to stand behind Jungkook, next to their consistent heckler Kim Seokjin, still holding onto the Gengar plush. Yoonji turned to sit down next to Jimin, suddenly mad she didn’t think of the claw machine first, why, she could have done it in less tries, she was sure of it.

“You alright?”

“What?” she snapped.

Jimin raised his eyebrows at her. Yoonji stilled. Somehow, Jimin always knew something was up. Oh, he did care if his friends were having a hard time. He also low-key lived for drama. High-key, even. He was a sneaky bitch behind an innocent face. Instead of answering, Yoonji jammed tokens into the machine, both for Jimin and herself, and cocked her eyebrow back at his suspicious, searching expression, placing her hands on the steering wheel.

“I’m gonna smoke ya,” she declared.

“I haven’t yet – HEY!”

Yoonji absolutely demolished him in the virtual race. Twice. Get rekt, Jimin-ah.

-

Sulky.

Well, no. Not really.

A little bit.

Ugh, fine.

Min Yoonji silently admitted she was sulky.

Just trying to figure out what was so great about Jeon Jungkook. She flicked through his Instagram, not impressed. It was a pretty dead account, as Jungkook had been very into keeping an aesthetic layout for a few months and then promptly abandoned the account when he got tired of it. He had commitment issues. The aesthetic he had chosen was the digital photo, found film vibe that had been popular when the kid was literally in elementary school and probably had no idea what social media even was. His TikTok was somewhat similar, with lots of effects and editing in the short videos. Also mostly abandoned, although Yoonji suspected his accounts were more for lurking and liking stuff than displaying himself.

Jungkook had a few candid, artsy photos of him shirtless that Yoonji wished she hadn’t seen.

Hah, why post that if you can’t even provide a decent picture?

She found that she was lingering on a side profile photo of him for a few seconds. Black and white. Ghost of a smile on his lips and his short black hair messily over his crinkled eyes. From this angle, one could see the definition of his jaw and the mole on his neck, plus the three piercings on his left ear. His shoulder was bare, a medium-weight linked chain loosely hanging on his neck.

Abruptly, Yoonji swiped away.

He doesn’t have a single photo of her on here.

There were occasional photos that included Jimin and Taehyung, (including one of Jimin’s hand photobombing a seriously poised Taehyung, Yoonji could recognize that tiny pinky anywhere), but not really anyone else. This didn’t surprise Yoonji too much, as over half of the photos were scenery shots, but surely a photo of a pretty woman would get likes? She frowned, then froze. There was a reel posted way down there, towards the beginning of the account’s creation. At first, it hadn’t caught her attention since the photo was a black screen, but then she clicked on it and listened to the audio. It was someone playing guitar.

But not just anyone.

After about ten seconds of black screen, the camera lifted from its spot and it showed Min Yoonji several years ago, leaning over a black acoustic guitar, playing a melody she had made up on the spot. She remembered that night. She had been at Kim Namjoon’s house, they had gotten drunk, and Jeon Jungkook had shown up at three in the morning for who-the-hell-knows-what reason. She had brought her guitar that night on a low-key depressed whim. Namjoon dabbled in music too, sometimes, not just produced it, so Yoonji occasionally brought her guitar to play for fun. They were longtime friends.

She hadn’t noticed that Jungkook had filmed her.

The caption read, music that makes you fall in love.

“… What?”

It had startled her so much that she hadn’t even realized she spoke out loud.

Ah, what was she thinking? This was years ago. Past was in the past. There wasn’t anything else interesting on here. Funnily enough, the specific melody Jungkook had complimented, Yoonji had turned into a breakup song. Sure, she had never really published her music past her SoundCloud, but she still made songs for fun even though she wasn’t trying to become an idol or anything of the sort. Would be cool to be a producer though.

It was only a damn reel.

There was no serendipitous shit going on here.

Yoonji rubbed her eyes. They were close, yes. Jungkook often came to her for practical life advice when Namjoon was a bit too philosophical. His words, although Yoonji could agree. She was known as the pragmatic one in the group. Something she learned in therapy, actually. Focusing on what could be done right now instead of fixating on the what-ifs of the future. The youngest did exasperate her sometimes, however it was an endearing kind of exasperation that she welcomed. He, unlike some other young people, expressed his gratitude often.

He called her cute often, too.

Not that… Not that other people didn’t. Hoseok did all the time. Well, Yoonji did go to Hoseok a lot for outfit opinions when she had an occasion. Jungkook also expressed skinship, usually resting his head on Yoonji’s shoulder or putting a hand on her back, even though he didn’t usually imitate with other people. Physical touch was not something Yoonji liked. She tolerated it if it was Jungkook, but he really hadn’t been touchy since…

Wait.

Why the fuck was she thinking about Jungkook?

This ain’t about you!

Right. So, anyway, since Jungkook had started seeing this woman, he hadn’t posted her on his social media, hadn’t initiated physical touch with Yoonji, and expressed neediness when the two were alone but treated the lady like a friend when in front of his friends. He didn’t even invite her to their gatherings despite having many opportunities, yet also specifically made them all wait for him to win her a plush prize that directly related with her interests.

Which all equated to Jeon Jungkook sending the most confusing batch of mixed signals Yoonji had ever analyzed.

A muscle in her face twitched.

Yoonji chewed on her lip. She wondered if she should scroll through those Jungkook was following to maybe find the woman’s account. Was that going too far? Sure, social media profiles were generally public, but actively looking for someone for dubious reasons seemed wrong. Not that her reasons were dubious.

Right.

She looked back to her phone screen.

It was somehow displaying a photo of Jungkook’s naked back. Again, black and white. Standing in a gym. The background was slightly blurred, but the hint of Jungkook’s toned front was unmistakable. Yoonji frowned and swiped it away, scrolling distractedly. She didn’t think about him like that. He was a dork. The woman he was dating was smoking hot. Were they dating, though? That was the whole point of this investigation. For fuck’s sake. Although Jungkook gave the impression he was a playboy, Yoonji knew he wasn’t. He didn’t have the damn attention span to be a player and he was obviously scared of hurting other people’s feelings. Still, there weren’t any telltale signs of them dating-dating. Which shouldn’t bother Yoonji anyway, because she didn’t get involved in her friend’s dating lives, so why the fuck did she care?

Plus, she’s probably straight.

Jungkook was a pretty manly man.

But what if she’s not?

There was literally nothing Yoonji could work off of in that regard except for the look in those dark scorched eyes when she closed her hand around Yoonji’s hand, holding her tight and within direct eye contact. There was literally not a single reason for her to believe that look meant anything other than what was said.

And yet.

I’m being delusional.

Jungkook and her looked good together. Yeah. They were probably gonna work out. Uh huh. It was just rough for her because this was one of the first few real moments that Yoonji felt strongly attracted to someone outside of purely sexual reasons.

Woah.

Woah, hold on there.

She knew for a fact she liked women sexually. Her porn history was enough evidence of that. She had been attracted to women she had met over the years, sure, but never had Yoonji pursued a woman, both because of the social stigma and also because she figured only doing it for the sexual desire seemed wrong. If anyone found out, Yoonji didn’t want to feel like it was for nothing.

So why am I stalking Jungkook on Instagram just for a glimpse of her?

And Yoonji couldn’t like her. She barely knew her. Right? They couldn’t have developed any emotional connection in their very minimal interactions. Yoonji placed her phone down, backing away from it like it was a bomb. These impulses… She couldn’t stop thinking about the woman holding the Gengar next to her chest. Couldn’t stop thinking about Jungkook dancing her around on the sidewalk. Couldn’t stop thinking about the woman casually eating her dessert in the park as if she owned the whole damn world.

Did Yoonji want to be her?

Or did she want to be with her?

Yoonji hadn’t allowed herself to fantasize yet because fantasizing about a real person felt much more abhorrent than a total stranger. It was a door she couldn’t bear to open yet. And, worse.

She didn’t know if she could stop if she started.

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ep 2. what a shame. (see you friday) sugar, spice, and everything nice

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[coupsie-daisies]

Kinktober '23: Virginity | Min Yoongi

Pairing: GN!Reader x Min Yoongi

Genre: Smut (minors DO NOT interact), Kinktober 2023

Summary: You finally tell Yoongi, the guy you probably shouldn't be fucking around with, that you're a virgin. Nothing could have prepared you for his reaction.

WC: 2.3k

Warnings: Reader is described having a vulva and breasts, but uses gender neutral pronouns, virginity loss (a dumb construct), unprotected sex, mentions of alcohol consumption, marijuana mention, fingering, Yoongi has a dirty mouth and a bit of a possessive streak, creampie, soft Yoongi

A/N: Here we go, kinktober day 1!! Hopefully yall like it, and forgive me if I fall behind schedule. Let me know if you'd like to be added to the taglist for my kinktober fics

Tags: @dragonofthenorth0726 // @wooyussy // @burningupp-replies // @bunnypig18 // @decaffedthoughts // @brownieracha // @ferrethyun // @snow-pegasus // @wonuqrtz // @mixling-blog

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You felt ridiculous underneath Yoongi, the thought clouding your mind as you kissed him, as his hands pushed up your shirt to expose more of your stomach for him to touch. And the worst part was that you felt even more ridiculous for thinking about it so much.

You had been fooling around with Yoongi for a couple of weeks now. You'd met at a party one of your older friends had invited you to, and you knew Yoongi by reputation only. He was a bit of a fuckboy, he'd slept with plenty of people and made quite a name for himself as an 'experience'. It was actually a little terrifying the way people talked about him, like he was something everyone had to experience.

But he'd been kind when you'd met him, introduced by your friend Hoseok with a request to help keep an eye on you. You'd been offended, actually, at the implication that you couldn't look out for yourself. But having Hobi's friends around to keep an eye on you had actually been quite nice, eliminating the need to socialize with strangers and all that. Yoongi had kept a drink in your hand, though sometimes swapping it out for water when he'd decided you should slow down, and eventually you ended up sitting on a couch, sidled up to him as he smoked up with his friends.

The first time you kissed Yoongi he was high, and you were maybe a little more tipsy than you should have been. But it was the start of something great. You and Yoongi were friends, maybe not the closest of friends but he wasn't a stranger. You felt safe with him, and you could go to each other with your needs. Any needs. Which was how you ended up under him now, his fingers rubbing firm, fast circles against your aching clit.

"Yoongi, please," You whined. He smirked, and you cursed him silently because you really did understand why everyone was obsessing over his skills.

"Please what, pretty baby?" He asked, leaning down to kiss your throat, and you huffed.

"Please, wanna cum. That's what you came over for, right? To get me off, help me destress." You were being annoying, you were sure, but you didn't care in the least. You just wanted to get off, and Yoongi had promised to help you relax. But instead he had you winding so tight you thought your muscles would tear.

"Not gonna make you cum on my fingers, baby. You want to be fucked stupid, right? Don't wanna think anymore? Gonna make you all dumb on my cock instead."

His words sent a rush of arousal through you, wetness dripping out to slick onto his fingers. But even so, he stopped, feeling the way you tensed under him. His fingers were slower now, barely giving you anything as he pulled back and gave you a questioning look.

"You don't want that?" He asked. You and him had never gone that far, sticking to dry humping or going down on each other, sometimes he'd slide his fingers into you, but that was different.

"No! I mean, I do! It's just..." You squirmed, blinking away your building anxiety. Yoongi stopped entirely, sitting back to give you space to breathe, but the distance only made you feel naked, much more exposed than you would have liked.

"You know you can tell me. We communicate. I promised to take care of you, I'm still gonna do that." He promised you, and you fought off a small, surprised expression. You hadn't imagined he'd taken it that seriously back then, let alone now.

"I'm a virgin." You said finally, avoiding his eye. There was quiet, and you squirmed before Yoongi was towering over you, his hand gripping your chin to lift your gaze back to him.

"You've been letting me play with you all this time, and you just weren't gonna tell me that?" He asked, his thumb tracing over your lower lip. You could swear his gaze was only getting more intense, and you swallowed.

"It's embarrassing," You admitted. He huffed out a tiny laugh, his eyebrow quirking upwards in the way that always had you going a little bit feral.

"Embarrassing? What about me being able to ruin you for any other man is embarrassing, pretty thing?" He asked. You felt a quiet squeak slip past your lips. You quickly regained your confidence though, not wanting to give him the upper hand.

"So you wouldn't be able to ruin me for anyone else if I'd already slept with another person? Good to know," You teased, lips curling into a troublesome grin. He rolled his eyes, tongue poking at the inside of his cheek. Then his lips were pressed to the sensitive spot just under your ear, his tongue dragging over it before sucking hard. Your body pressed closer towards his, rolling into the warmth that washed over you.

"Oh, baby, I already have." He whispered, his attention trailing further down your neck, leaving tiny bruises that you knew would bloom bright overnight. Your fingers laced through his hair, tugging lightly as a silent plea for him to leave his teasing and move on. He groaned quietly, not seeming to want to wait either.

He sat back, taking a minute to admire you as if he hadn't seen you laying naked beneath him more times than he could count on one hand. You felt a new wave of arousal rush through you under his attention. His hands brushed your stomach, sliding up to cup your tits, thumbs brushing in feather-light touches over your nipples as if he would hurt you if he touched them too firmly. You released a breathy moan, your eyes shutting as you basked in the attention.

"Gonna make you feel so good." He said, quietly enough that it was almost like he was talking to himself, but you knew better with the way his hands lowered down to knead at your thighs, feeling the soft plush flesh under his fingertips before pushing them wider apart.

You were entirely exposed to him, and even though he'd touched you just a little while earlier, this felt so much more intimate. His fingers slid easily through the wetness leaking from your hole, teasing you with slow, careful touches before sliding two into you, scissoring them and curling them carefully. His eyebrows were furrowed as he focused on the slide of his fingers inside your pussy, his tongue poking against his bottom lip. The attention had you hot all over and you squirming which only forced his fingers to prod a little harder against that spot you loved. You keened, his name on the tip of your tongue but coming out instead as a long whine.

"Please, need you. Don't wanna wait anymore. Waited forever." You huffed. He smiled, a genuine, brilliant smile as his thumb flicked over your clit. And then, finally he was pulling his hand away, maneuvering the two of you with gentle touches until he was settled between your legs, the tip of his cock nudging against your folds.

"Say it again," He requested, the head of his aching length running teasing circles around your clit. "Say you need me, tell me how bad."

"Yoongi," You huffed, and he dipped his cock ever so slightly between your swollen pussy lips, laying enough pressure over your entrance to make you choke on your complaints. Any shame or frustration gave way to pure desperation to feel more of him, to be full of him, surrounded by him. "Please, I need you. Need you so bad I could cry, want you to be my first, want you to take me."

Your words made him hiss, his hips pressing carefully forward, nudging his cock into you inch by inch. You tipped your head back against the pillows, your back arching off the bed and pushing you closer to him, needing more of him, needing him closer. One of your hands scrambled to find his waist, pulling him down closer to you. He didn't hesitate to give in, lowering himself until your chests were pressed together, his face tucked into the crook of your neck and his hips continuing their slow, steady roll against yours. It was another few moments before he was fully sheathed in your tight, wet warmth. His weight rested on his forearm beside you, his other hand gripping at your hip, thumb tracing over the curve there.

"Feel so fucking perfect wrapped around me, shit," He grumbled, voice muffled against your skin, but you heard them all the same, your walls fluttering around him as you tried to get used to the feeling of having him inside of you. He was definitely hitting places you'd never felt before, stretching you out more than his fingers ever had and making the fire in the pit of your stomach burn hotter, the flames consuming you and turning your inhibitions to ash.

"I need more. Fuck me, baby, please. Can take it." You begged, your fingers stroking through his hair again. He shifted, the movement pulling him out of you, and you almost sobbed when he rolled his hips back to draw most of the way out before sliding back in with ease. The rolling thrusts of his hips were slow, easy, and you melted into them. You tugged at his hair with one hand, the other dragging your nails against his waist, pulling him impossibly closer until you were breathing him in.

"Can't believe I haven't done this yet." He mumbled, sucking at your shoulder until a pretty little mark was left in his wake. "You're fucking made for me, built for my dick. Never gonna let you go. All mine, gonna take such good care of you."

He was almost as fucked as you were, his breath coming out in pants as his hips sped up. He slid his hand down, pulling your thigh up to wrap around his hips, drilling himself even deeper and groaning when you moaned his name, tightening around him.

"There," You managed to gasp, and Yoongi shifted, giving himself a little more leverage to speed up, fucking against the spot that had made you react so perfectly for him. He wondered under the fog of his mind if you'd ever felt it before, if your fingers could reach it, if you had been waiting for him to find it. Or maybe, he hoped as he reached down to swirl his fingers around your clit, maybe you would only associate it with him. The spot that he hit just right, the spot that he could find with ease.

"Choking me," He hissed out, never easing up. Your legs tightened around his hips, and your walls sucked him in like every pullback of his cock was a loss you couldn't stomach. You were close, he knew that reaction, knew those sounds like the back of his hand and he was determined to feel you cum on his dick. "Go on, pretty, let go for me. I know you're almost there, you can let go."

His words were soft, sweet, washing over your like ocean waves and dragging you down into your orgasm, air ripping from your lungs as you released around him. You trembled, your hips grinding up to meet his desperate movements, and his movement slowed down to ease you through it.

His movements didn't stop even as you came down, and it was hard to say if he was urging you towards a second one or if he was just too transfixed by the feeling of your walls finally wrapping around him like they'd been waiting for him to slide into you.

"Want you to cum too," You said, the hand in his hair moving to guide his lips towards you, pulling him into a kiss. The taste of him on your lips was like a drug, his tongue slipping past your lips to map out your mouth and his teeth dragging against your lip, not hard enough to be considered a bite, but certainly enough for you to know he could. It didn't take anything more than the kiss to push him over the edge, his groan getting lost in the press of your lips, and his hips pressing flush into yours as he spilled into you.

The kiss slowed, still hungry and desperate, but languid now as if he were savoring the moment of you two pressed so close together. Once he was out of breath, he pulled away, nuzzling into your neck and dragging you as close as he possibly could given your position. He rolled you onto your side with him so the two of you were tangled together, his softening cock finally slipping out of you and his leg trapping yours between his own.

"How was it?" He asked after a few moments of stroking his fingertips against your waist. You kept your eyes closed, basking in his attention and letting a smile curl on your lips.

"It was perfect." You said, pressing closer so he couldn't see the way your smile grew.

"Only the best for my darling." He said, tipping your chin up to kiss you again. You smiled against his lips before pulling away a bit. He followed your lips, and you giggled.

"Yours, huh?" You asked, fingertips drumming against his bare chest.

"I want you to be. Always have. Now more than ever.  don't want anyone else to have you like I do." He confessed without hesitation, and the sincerity in his voice genuinely surprised you. Your teasing gaze softened, and you kissed him once more.

"Nobody will. They couldn't even if they wanted to. I'm all yours."

copyright 2023 coupsie-daisies, all rights reserved

[minisugakoobies]

12 Lays of Kinkmas Masterlist | OT7

Pairing: OT7 x reader (see individual days for pairings)

Genre: holiday, smut, fluff (see individual days for specific genres)

Rating: M (18+)

Warnings: sexual situations; see individual days for specific warnings

Word Count: 28K total (see individual days for specific wc)

Disclaimers: NSFW, obviously I don’t own BTS - they just inspire me

Summary: see under read more cut for individual summaries

A/N: Happy holidays! I will be participating in the 12 Lays of Kinkmas this year! Starting on December 14, I will post a fic a day based on the prompts created by the brilliant @goodsoop! I'll link all of the stories here, below the cut.

Complete as of December 25! Happy holidays! ❄️

Read on for prompts, pairings, and summaries!

Day 1 - Taehyung x Reader: Your work rival has an unusual Secret Santa gift for you this year - posted Dec 14

Day 2 - Yoongi x Gender Neutral Reader: Gift wrapping with your boyfriend goes a little awry - posted Dec 15

Day 3 - Bi!Hoseok x Bi!Reader x Bi!Yoongi: Secrets come to light after your roommate spikes the eggnog - posted Dec 16

Day 4 - Jin x Reader: When your boyfriend won't behave at your annual office holiday party, you've no choice but to take matters into your own hands (sequel to All I Don't Want for Christmas is You!) - posted Dec 17 (also available in podcast format here!)

Day 5 - Hoseok x Reader: Your brother's best friend Hoseok really likes your cookies - posted Dec 18

Day 6 - Namjoon x Reader x Jungkook: Welcome to the Annual Woodpecker Holiday Games! Have a seat on Santa's lap and pick out your package - nice girls get one, but naughty girls get two! - posted Dec 19

Day 7 - Sub!Jungkook x Sub!Reader x Dom!Taehyung: Your boyfriend brings home a very special Christmas gift for you this year - his best friend Jungkook - posted Dec 20

Day 8 - Jimin x Reader x Jungkook x Yoongi: Everyone needs a helping hand now and then. But what are you to do when you have three friends in need and only two to give? - posted Dec 21

Day 9 - Spy!Namjoon x Spy!Reader: During a mission, you get caught in an embrace with your sworn enemy - posted Dec 22

Day 10 - Jimin x Nonbinary (AFAB) Reader: “You wanna fuck in the snow?!” - or, hooking up with your ex always leaves you cold. - posted Dec 23

Day 11 - Taehyung x Reader: Upon discovering that you and your boyfriend are planning on buying each other the same gift, you decide to try it on together first - posted Dec 24

Day 12 - Jin x Reader: Giving your fiancé his present in the early hours of Christmas morning - posted Dec 25

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© 2022-23 by sunshinerainbowsbts/minisugakoobies. Crossposted to AO3. Please do not copy or repost.

[violetsiren90]

~BTS Masterlist~

Content key: fluff 🌸, angst ⛈, smut 🍑, hard smut 😈, crack 😂, tragedy 🥀, hurt/comfort ❤️‍🩹

All I Haven't Said - 🌸, ⛈, eventual 🍑 (ongoing)

Genre: soulmate AU; canon compliant; strangers to lovers; chapter fic

Summary: You found your soulmate - or rather, he found you. Turns out he's an idol of much acclaim who needs you for very real and unglamorous reasons. What could become of two hearts so used to giving of themselves when they are confronted with needing each other?

It Had to Be You - 🌸, 😂, eventual 🍑 (WIP - coming soon!)

Pairing: idol!Seokjin x f!journalist!Reader

Genre: soulmate AU; canon compliant; dorm-life era; enemies to lovers; chapter fic

Summary: You're a tabloid journalist looking for a big break in a cut-throat industry. Just when you're finally beginning to make a name for yourself, a disastrous encounter with Korea's hottest boy group reveals your soulmate to be the member who loathes you and your work the most.

All Ye Need to Know - ⛈, 🥀, ❤️‍🩹

Pairing: idol!Yoongi x Reader (ft. Namjoon x Reader)

Genre: Gender-neutral reader; one-shot; heavy angst; hurt/comfort; strangers to lovers; idol AU; canon compliant

Summary: You had no idea that you were what Yoongi had been looking for when he showed up at your cafe one rainy night - turns out he hadn't known either.

Send Me To Hong Kong - 🍑

Pairing: idol!Yoongi x f!Reader

Genre: one-shot; pure, shameless smut; established relationship; canon compliant

Summary: Yoongi discovers one of your major kinks.

Things That Grow - ⛈, ❤️‍🩹

Pairing: idol!Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Gender-neutral reader; drabble; canon compliant; established relationship; angst and hope; goodbyes

Summary: You've arrived at Yoongi's place to spend some time with him before he leaves, but the newest change is making his enlistment more of a reality than you can bear.

What the Moon Saw - 🌸, ⛈, 🍑

Pairing: best friend!Yoongi x f!Reader

Genre: one-shot; non-idol AU; young love; loss of virginity (sex between consenting adults); friends to lovers

Summary: Having been with each other through thick and thin, you and your childhood friend, Yoongi, realize that nobody knows how to say goodbye.

Drabbles: - Stolen Tides 🌸, ⛈ (You reunite with Yoongi after over a decade apart) - Beacons Ashore 🌸, ⛈ (A few months after meeting you, Yoongi finds himself at the hideaway on a night in March) - The Lighthouse Keeper ⛈ (Yoongi shares a beer with a friend on a lonely summer night years after you've gone)

With What I Know Is In You - 🌸, 🍑

Pairing: idol!Yoongi x Reader

Genre: gender-neutral reader; drabble; vignette; established relationship; D-Day tour; canon compliant

Summary: You're there to meet Yoongi when the lights and screams of the stage fade.

A Madness Most Discreet - 🌸, ⛈, eventual 🍑 (WIP - coming soon)

Pairing: CEO!Yoongi x VP!f!Reader

Genre: chapter fic; corporate AU; slow burn; enemies to lovers

Summary: When Yoongi steps into his late father's shoes as the president of a large corporate conglomerate, his radical humanist ideals begin to rock the company by its foundations and you, as VP, are in the eye of his storm.

Make Me - 😈, plantonic?🌸, mild⛈

Pairing: idol!Hoseok x f!Reader

Genre: one-shot; idol AU; canon compliant; hard smut; BDSM; friends to fwb

Summary: You've been friends with Hobi for years, and he's your comfort zone - but when he gets wind of a dark secret you drunkenly let slip, things between you take a sudden extreme change.

Thunder and Pineapple Rum - 🍑 (WIP - coming soon)

Pairing: SO!Yoongi x f!Reader (ft. Yoongi x Jimin & Hwasa x Reader)

*Teaser here*

Genre: one-shot; established relationship; MxM; swinger AU; Yoonmin; PwP; ft. bartender!Hwasa

Summary: While visiting his alma mater for a class reunion, you and Yoongi stop by an intriguingly atmospheric bar for drinks with his erstwhile underclassman, Jimin. After Jimin and the beautiful bartender make a surprising revelation, you and Yoongi decide to help them close down for the night...and explore some uncharted territories.

Yet to come 💜

Blame Me - 🌸, ⛈, eventual 🍑 (ongoing)

Pairing: best friend's bro!Jungkook x f!Reader

Genre: chapter fic; childhood friends AU; summer love; noona romance; friends to lovers

Summary: Upon returning to your hometown after breaking off your engagement to your boyfriend of three years, you reconnect with your childhood best friend as you attempt to put the pieces of your life back together. It seems like nothing has changed in the sleepy little town until your bestie's younger brother returns home from college - very, very grown. As the summer stretches on, the stakes get higher - can you play with fire without getting burned, or have you ignited a flame that won't be extinguished?

Kissing the Members: Vibes Edition - 🌸

Genre: lists; "BTS as"; scenarios

Summary: What I think it would be like to kiss each member of BTS, vibes only

[longstoryoongi]

lost in paradise? ✧･ﾟ:*

welcome to romy’s bts fanfiction reading blog.

below you’ll find my chaotic library. feel free to browse through fics by member, pairing, reader type, genre, alternate universes and tropes. after you’ve read a fic, make sure to reblog it in order to support the writer. happy browsing, dear visitor!

SEARCH THE LIBRARY ✧･ﾟ:*

➳ by member.

kim namjoon kim seokjin min yoongi jung hoseok park jimin kim taehyung jeon jungkook

➳ by reader x pairing.

namjin • sope • taegi • jikook yoonmin • namseok • yoonkook • minimoni taekook • taejoon • 2seok • yoonjin vmin • taejin • vhope • jinkook • ot7 hyung line • maknae line vocal line • rap line

➳ by type.

drabble • one-shot • two-shot • series

➳ by reader-type.

gender-neutral reader • female reader

➳ by genre.

fluff • angst • smut • pwp • comedy • dark content slice of life • drama • mystery • horror supernatural • science fiction • fantasy dystopia • thriller • psychological

➳ by alternate universes.

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➳ by tropes.

friends to lovers • rivals to lovers • enemies to lovers lovers to enemies • established relationship arranged marriage • fake dating • mutual pining

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© longstoryoongi / romy, 2023. — last updated: april 3rd, 2023

[bunnys-kisses]

                                                 U・x・U

hey everyone, your favourite floppy eared writer here! i’ve finally come up with a list of what i’m willing to writing to prompt people to send me ideas (yay!). 

currently i’m open to writing for haikyuu, my hero academia, chainsaw man, jujustu kaisen, demon slayer, and some k-pop. basically this blog is a read at your own risk, read what you like or maybe try something new and always remember, read the tags. 

listed below are the characters/people i’ll write for! the ones in italics i’m especially interested in writing.

haikyuu: daichi sawamura, koshi sugawara, asahi azumane, yu nishinoya, ryūnosuke tanaka, shoyo hinata, tobio kageyama, kei tsukshima, tadashi yamaguchi, tetsuro kuroo, kenma kozume, lev haiba, yaku morisuke, toru oikawa, hajime iwaizumi, kentaro kyotani, issei matsukawa, takahiro hanamaki, takanobu aone, kotaro bokuto, keiji akaashi, wakatoshi ushijima, satori tendo, kiyoomi sakusa, shinsuke kita, aran ojiro, atsumu miya, osamu miya, rintaro suna, shugo meian, keishin ukai

demon slayer: giyu tomioka, kyojuro rengoku, tengen uzui, gyomei himejima

my hero academia: keigo takami (hawks), enji todoroki (endeavor), dabi, shota aizawa (eraserhead), toshinori yagi (all might), taishiro toyomitsu (fat gum), hizashi yamada (present mic)

chainsaw man: aki hayakawa, captain kishibe 

jujustu kaisen: satoru gojo, toji fushiguro, suguru geto, kento nanami, ryomen sukuna

others: hatake kakashi (naruto), roronoa zoro (one piece), kojiro nanjo/joe (sk8)

k-pop: kim seok-jin (jin), min yoongi (suga),jung ho-seok (j-hope), kim namjoon (rm), park jimin (jimin), kim taehyung (v), jeon jungkook (jungkook), lee hoseok (wonho)

i am open to writing smut, fluff, angst, combinations of them. long fics, short fics. i try to focus on one character/person per post, but i am willing to make the same idea work for multiple characters/people. i specialize in daddy kink though, so i will write all the daddy kink you’d ever want. all i ask is nothing with minors, for example all the haikyuu characters are aged up to their present selves, roughly in their mid twenties. 

i write male, female, gender neutral readers, along with readers of colour and plus size readers! i also do polyam relationships. i’m flexible with what you, the reader, want to see. 

so please, send me ideas! i’d love to hear from you so i can write and post more!

that’s all from your local rabbit, i’ll see you in the inbox and on my next post! be safe and stay sexy.

xoxo, bunny

                                                U・x・U

[vanillaknj]

strength kink — jung hoseok

includes — sub!hoseok, dom!reader, teasing, begging, etc.

a/n — please excuse all spelling mistakes!

anything to do with your strength could immediately turn hoseok on. flexing your arms, picking things up with ease, pinning him to a wall, etc. immediately put him in a subby headspace.

it easily affected him and he became putty in your hands when you used your strength, especially on him.

you pushed him against the wall, pinning his hands above his head. his eyes got foggy and he trembled under your fiery gaze.

he made the mistake of talking back when you weren’t having such a good day, and of course immediately paid for it.

you could feel him growing harder against your thigh, and he couldn’t help but moan when you pushed your thigh into his crotch.

“what has you so affected, baby?” you asked. he only whines in response. “is it the fact that i can push you around so easily?” you tease, gripping his wrists tighter to prove your point. “or is it the fact that i can take control over you with literally just a flick of my wrist?” you ask, pressing into him harder.

“please?” he asks. “t-touch me, please?” he begs out breathily. “hm, well since you asked so nicely.” you whisper as you lean in and grin darkly.

[spiceofvy]

ur pegging headcannons are so good omg, can you do more for bts but with overstimulation???

BTS - Overstimulation

cw: gender neutral reader, nsfw, sub-ish!reader, overstimulation (accidental and on purpose), mentions of degradation (seokjin), oral (reader receiving) (yoongi, taehyung, jungkook), mentions of toys (hoseok), mentions of bondage (hoseok), mentions of fingering (hoseok, taehyung), mentions of reader being penetrated (jimin, taehyung, jungkook)

Seokjin: Switches blindly between praising and degrading you during it. It's almost as if you are having sex with two people at the same time. Laughs when you whine about it being too sensitive to keep going. But turns really sweat during your last orgasm. Turning you into mush. Softest aftercare possible afterwards.

Yoongi: Doesn't always do it on purpose, it just happens when the two of you are at it. He just really really likes to give you head. He enjoys it almost more than you pleasuring him. He loves feeling you cum on his tongue, how you hold onto him tightly enjoying the pitch of your voice rising as he brings you close to an orgasm. And no, he is never satisfied with just one orgasm.

Hoseok: He is definitely a bit mean about it. He just loves watching you fall apart under his ministrations, smiling menacingly as he watches you wither and fall apart. Loves using his fingers or toys on you. Likes to keep it slow, overstimulating you one orgasm after another. He is also the most likely to tie you up with a toy.

Namjoon: It's honestly one of his favorite things to do with you. There is just so much trust involved when you let him decide if you can come one more time or not. is really nice about it though , praises you the whole time and tries to spread the points of stimulation so he rubs nothing raw or hurts you. Very sweet during aftercare too.

Jimin: Mostly does it by accident. He slowly fucks you while cuddling you, and then again and again. He just can't stop, he wants to but you just feel so good. While he pulls you tightly to his chest, whispering praise into your ear. Asking you to give him just one more. So in the end it's not you completely overstimulated but also himself.

Taehyung: Overstimulates you deliberately and in a very planned out way. Uses his pretty fingers on you a lot, leading you to your first orgasm slow and carefully. And then fucks you afterwards, smiling at how sensitive you already are after your first orgasm. Doesn't use a ton of toys. Always makes sure that your last orgasm is on his tongue.

Jungkook: Not only overstimulates you but also himself. He just loves fucking you so much that he can't bring himself to stop after cumming. He keeps pushing himself to keep running into you, whining softly wanting to keep going. Also really likes to eat his cum out of you, making you cum at least one more time.

[jxngh]

How do you think OT7 would be if they were jealous?

this is my first non-fic post in here! let me know if you want more of these 🥺 enjoy! ✨

headcanon

namjoon

he would be annoyed but wouldn't say a thing till he's sure about it

cause he loves and respects you

and he would never wanna make you feel uncomfortable

but if the person causing this keeps it he'd be losing his patience slowly

hands holding your waist, staring at the person without making it obvious

making his face like the gif if he's really annoyed

basically would hold you close to him without making it obvious

and definitely would talk to you about it

"baby, i think i got a little jealous." "sorry if I made you uncomfortable" or "he/she didn't know where to stop, so let's say i guided them."

he'd be touchy afterwards, making you both sure about your relationship

a good lovemaking, kisses you everywhere

"my pretty girl" he'd whisper

seokjin

he'd be quiet about it at first

not looking at the person who's causing it

keeps on the conversation, my man has acting skills count that too

if they'd keep making him jealous he'd be talkative

gets extra funny + making dad jokes

jokes about the situation you're in

laughs extra hard and makes everyone laugh too

he'd be sure that you're enjoying

he may or may not be quiet afterwards

but definitely a big cuddle session is coming

it'd take all of his negative thoughts

he'd give you kisses on your forehead, keeping your body between his arms

"i love you jagi, you know that?"

spooning you and falling asleep with your essence

yoongi

he'd be quiet

cause he's more of a listener kinda type

even though he got annoyed he wouldn't talk

knowing you so well and letting you deal with it

i feel like if the person is being too much he'd get sulky afterwards

wanting you to do something to make him feel better

would never tell you that tho

he'd just sit and wait, not doing anything

if you give him what he wants, he'd be so happy

SOFTEST boy ever

he'd be sad that he got sulky

would kiss you everywhere, hands all over you

probably would end with sex

"i'm so lucky to have you jagi" "you're so good too me." "stay forever, yeah?"

hoseok

he'd be get annoyed even the person is just started

would try to act cool about it

but no

he'd be s o touchy

intertwining hands, giving you kisses and he'd want you to kiss him back

he needs to show that you're together

maybe even hugs you from back, places his chin on your shoulder

he'd reply to rest of the conversation there

wouldn't wait a second to show you who you belong

a lot of intense kisses, even though you're not home yet

and when you get home prepare yourself to a long night

he'd make you come too many times

"mmmh, look how your body reacts to me." "bet no one else could do that."

he'd kiss you till you fall asleep

jimin

the most jealous one out of all 7

he'd be giving the person deep stares, making them understand

he wouldn't get touchy there

would be annoyed and would have a distance from you

but afterwards...

jealousy sex would be so damn hot

everything would be i n t e n s e

eyes full of hunger, hands pulling your body closer to himself, his mouth would be all over you

probably would show his strength, getting you between him and the wall or something

he'd get rough, would talk during sex and if you ever make a mistake like flirting w that person

prepare yourself, he'd overstimulate i'm telling you maybe with a tiny bit of degradation

"yeah, moan for me like that." "you're mine, don't ever forget." "only i can make you this wet."

his aftercare would be so so soft tho

whispering that he loves you before you sleep

taehyung

he'd be annoyed, a lot

while thinking they have no chance and laughing at it

still would be annoyed tho, eyes warning the person

wouldn't get closer to you till you two are alone

but the second you're alone he'd be teasing you

hands on your ass, small intense kisses, would rub himself to you just to make you moan

and later...he would make you remember who you're with

he would be rough too, spanking a little if you flirted w the person

would enjoy being a little hard on you

he'd help you shower

and when you guys are sleeping he'd send one of his legs on you, like you're a pillow

"you love me? yeah i do too." he'd laugh before kissing you softly

jungkook

he would be very very jealous

thinking if they're better than him even though it's impossible

would get so quiet, wouldn't even want to speak in a conversation

if you'd be not annoyed with it he'd get more distant

you should immediately take this baby and give him love

if you give him enough attention he'd turn to normal

would get very very romantic, knowing that you love him

i'm telling y'all he'd give you long kisses

very very long even it's not leading to sex

he'd be kissing, cuddling and get more and more comfortable till you sleep

would sing you his favorite love songs while you're in his arms

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[jungkooks4evr]

it’s too quiet | jhs | m

— you wish you knew why this hurt you so much, he wasn’t yours to have…

— includes: slight fingering, cursing, gender neutral reader

he wasn’t answering his phone.

you called him over ten times, at least. you don’t know what the hell has gotten into him. you two were supposed to meet at your house and go out to eat, a nice hang out for the two of you. but hobi wasn’t answering.

yes, he technically didn’t have to answer you, you guys weren’t together. you two met during one of his practices. you were there to help support your cousin, an upcoming idol. honestly, you can’t remember what caused you and hobi to meet, all you know is you somehow migrated your way to some hot, sweaty men and dancing.. and then the next thing you knew you were hooking up with one of them! i mean what can you say, he looks amazing.

fast forward to now, you and hobi have agreed on friends with benefits. and honestly, you weren’t too happy with the idea. you have strong feelings for hobi, he’s all you can ever think about sometimes. you want nothing more than to be with him, but you understand why you can’t. in the end, you decided to agree with the friends with benefits because you’d rather have that than nothing at all. of course with this agreement means you both are allowed to sleep with other people. you haven’t been sleeping with anyone else, and you sure hope hobi hasn’t either. but you choose not to think about that.

at this point, you’ve been trying to reach hobi for over an hour.. and there was nothing. you decide to go to his house. what’s the worse that can happen? you grab your coat, put your jacket on, grab your keys and step out the door. as you walk down the stairs and head toward your garage you decide to call hobi one last time.

and of course.. no answer. so, you leave him a voicemail. “i’m not sure what the hell is going on but i’m coming over so fix whatever the fuck you’re doing.” you say.

once you’ve gotten to your car, you unlock the door and go inside, automatically starting the car and putting your seatbelt on. you connect your phone to car play and shuffle your playlist, a song by giveon playing.

although music is playing, you hear nothing. you can’t help but overthink. if we’re being honest, you were hurt by hobis actions. he’s never done anything like this, he’s one of the most caring people you know. regardless of whatever agreement you two have he’s always managed to make you feel cared about and has always managed to arrive for whatever plans you two have. so the fact that he’s acting like this stings a little.

fortunately, hobi doesn’t live that far from you. so you arrive at his place pretty quickly. you park your car and begin to make your way towards his front door. because of how constant you’re at his house, you know the code to his place. putting the code in, you unlock the door and make your way into his house.

it’s quiet.. too quiet. you walk into his living room, nothing. you walk past his kitchen, nothing. you walk up the stairs where his bedroom is at. it’s not until you’re halfway up the stairs until you hear a mixture of noises. for some reason, your heart drops.

you’re up the stairs at this point. you head towards hobis bedroom door. you go to open the door. the doorknob is cold. you’re warm all over and your heart is racing. you don’t know why you’re acting like this, maybe he’s fallen asleep.

everything’s silent again, you’re stuck in your head. but something snaps you out of your daze. a moan. this time, your heart drops for real. it was a girl. you always knew there was a possibility of hobi doing things with other people but you never wanted to face that, you wanted to enjoy your time together.

you twist the doorknob and walk in. the sight in front of you breaks your heart. hobis kneeling on his bed hovering over some girl. luckily, hobi has clothes on. he’s wearing what looks like a light salmon-colored t-shirt with a white windbreaker over it, pairing black shorts with it. and the girl.. she has everything on except her pants.

you’re frozen. you don’t know what to say or what to do. everything between the two is unfolding in front of you. his fingers in her, her laying on the bed moaning out loud while he’s kissing all over her neck. you don’t know what to say, so you cough. at that sound, everything stops.

the two jump, the girl quickly grabbing hobis comforter to cover the bottom half of her and hobi stands up and looks at you. “y/n? what are you doing here?” hobi asks you. you don’t realize it, but your eyes are tearing up. “what am i doing here? we had plans today how the fuck could you forget??” you respond to hobi, your tone sounding harsh. hobi seems speechless, he’s standing there looking at you dumbfounded. that makes you even madder.

“and you’re standing here staring at me like an idiot when i just walked in on your finger fucking some bitch!” you respond. at this point, you started to raise your voice and a few tears might have fallen down your face. “oh come on i know you’re not upset at that.” hobi says, chucking. every single thing he’s doing is sending you over the edge. you can’t wrap your head around why he’s acting like that.

he speaks again. “we aren’t together you know. you have no right to be upset right now.” he says, looking up and down as he talks to you. you can physically feel your heart shatter. he’s speaking in such a monotone voice, it’s like he doesn’t care. of course, you knew you two weren’t together, but him saying it aloud hurt.

there’s a moment of silence. hobi standing there looking back at you and whatever the hell her name is. you’re standing by the door still, looking everywhere except hobi. you don’t know why you haven’t left yet. “you’re right,” you say looking at hobi finally. he sees your state, how genuinely hurt you are and his face softens. “we aren’t together, you’re allowed to do whatever you want. so, i’m gonna leave.” nothing is said after that. you turn around and walk out of hobis room. everything is silent, so silent to where you can hear your heart beating.

your pace of breathing is echoing in your ears. each step you take down the stairs feels heavy. you finish walking down the stairs, past his kitchen, and through the living room to his front door. you make it back to your car and you turn around, expecting hobi to be following you, trying to explain himself. but he doesn’t. you’re leaving exactly how you arrived, alone.

you unlock your car door and you sit down in the drivers seat. you don’t start the car yet, you just sit there taking everything in. you wish you knew why you were crying, you can feel the warm tears fall down your face. you wish you knew why you felt so heartbroken over this. hobi wasn’t yours. he couldn’t ever be yours.

[jjksblackgf]

old posts masterlist

note: All my characters (oc or y/n) are black people by default, unless stated otherwise. I try to stay as gender neutral as I can. rating keys: ◇ sfw | ◆ nsfw genre keys: ★ angst | ✘ humor | ❆ fluff | ♛ smut | ✮ sexually suggestive | ∞ other

bts

(ot7) you’re sick/injured and he’s jealous that another member takes care of you | ◇ | ❆★ (ot7) s/o is smelling soft like a baby perfume  | ◇ | ❆ (ot7) he’s jealous of s/o’s relationship with another member  | ◇ | ❆★ (ot7) his s/o is playing with his thumb  | ◇ | ❆ (ot7) he helps you with wash day | ◇ | ❆ (ot7) their girlfriend is listening to 90′s RnB/Hip-Hop | ◇ | ❆✘ (ot7) handling making their relationship public with a black woman | ◇ | ★ (ot7) s/o gets braces and refuses to kiss them | ◇ | ❆ (ot7) different parenting styles | ◇ | ∞ (ot7) your ex wants you back | ◇ | ❆ (ot7) you wearing a bonnet to bed | ◇ | ❆ (seokjin) his reaction to his girlfriend cooking soul food for him | ◇ | ❆✘ (jungkook) y/n is jealous of the attention he gets | ◇ | ★

bts

(seokjin) ballroom gala with seokjin | ◇ | ❆ (yoongi) traveling with boyfriend yoongi | ◇ | ❆ (namjoon) picnic with boyfriend namjoon | ◇ | ❆ (namjoon) cherry blossom picnic with namjoon | ◇ | ❆ (hoseok) picnic at the beach with hobi | ◇ | ❆ (hoseok) clubbing with hoseok | ◇ | ❆ (jimin) boujee dinner with jimin | ◇ | ❆ (jimin) he buys you black lingerie | ◆ | ✮ (taehyung) lavish dinner with taehyung | ◇ | ❆ (taehyung) painting with taehyung | ◇ | ❆ (jungkook) gym date with boyfriend jungkook | ◇ | ❆ (jungkook) vacation with jungkook | ◇ | ❆ (jungkook) date night with jungkook | ◇ | ❆

got7

(jackson) cooking kimchi fried rice | ◇ | ❆ (jinyoung) cozy wine and cheese date with jinyoung | ◇ | ❆

bts

(ot7) domestic!bts | ◇ | ❆ (ot7) how they’d flirt with an overly timid s/o | ◇ | ❆ (ot7) foreplay | ◆ | ♛ (ot7) bts as romantic songs | ◇ | ❆ (ot7) make out sessions | ◇ | ❆ (ot7) meeting your parents | ◇ | ❆ (ot7) how they show love to their s/o | ◇ |❆ (ot7) they see you at a nightclub | ◆ | ❆✮ (ot7) you have a lot of friends | ◇ | ❆ (ot7) confessing to you | ◇ | ❆ (seokjin) dating seokjin includes | ◆ | ❆✮ (yoongi) dating yoongi includes | ◆ | ❆♛ (namjoon) dating namjoon includes | ◇ | ❆ (hoseok) dating hoseok includes | ◆ | ❆♛ (jimin) dating jimin includes | ◆ | ❆✮ (taehyung) dating taehyung includes | ◆ | ❆♛ (jungkook) dating jungkook includes | ◆ | ❆✮

≫ y/n gets horny to hoseok dancing baepsae | ◆ | ♛  pairing — hoseok x female reader summary — you were supposed to be there for emotional support… how did your boyfriend convince you to get backstage?

≫ comforting you after a bad day | ◇ | ❆  pairing — namjoon x black reader summary — “My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.” Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

≫ comforting insecure s/o | ◇ | ✮ pairing — taehyung x reader summary — taehyung doesn’t care what clothes you’ll wear, he wants to remind you what he really likes about your body

≫ jungkook and his black s/o at their honeymoon | ◇ | ❆ pairing — jungkook x black reader summary — Jungkook showing you from day one he can be the best husband

≫ doing sensual pottery with his s/o | ◇ | ❆ pairing — jungkook x reader summary — what better way to bond than indulging in hobbies together?

≫ interviewer says something racial about his s/o | ◇ | ★ pairing — jungkook x black reader summary — Jungkook is always eager to show you that protecting you will always be his priority

≫ protecting plus sized girlfriend | ◇ | ❆ pairing — vmin x black reader summary — you can always count on vmin’s glares to shake off ignorant people

bts

(ot7) sending your outfit pics for your date with your boyfriend | ◇ | ❆ (hyung line) changing hair styles with hyung line | ◇ | ✘ (maknae line) changing hair styles with maknae line | ◇ | ❆✘ (yoongi) daily boyfriend texts with yoongi | ◇ | ❆ (hoseok) daily boyfriend texts with hoseok | ◆ | ❆✮ (jungkook) daily boyfriend texts with jungkook | ◆ | ❆✘✮

≫ koala bear vs. non-cuddly (while sleeping) | ◇

≫ to catch onto their s/o aave terms | ◇

≫ shy away from talking to their crush | ◇

≫ to get jealous/possessive | ◇

≫ likely to accidentally tell their fans about you/your relationship | ◇

≫ likely to really miss you when on tour | ◇

≫ likely to cling to you after an argument | ◇

≫ masterlist ≫ navi

[quirkybtsarmy]

Another day... Another chapter...

*sigh* I still don't know how I'm getting ideas for this, to be honest 🤣 But I'm still going... Somehow...

Also I have decided to change the gender of the person from gender neutral to female. If you are offended by that, I'm sorry! But I can explain it in a future chapter. Don't worry.

So with that in mind...

Here is Chapter 4!

SPELLPROOF 4

Pairing: OT7 x reader

Genre: hurt/comfort, Smut, Angst, Fluff

Warnings: swearing, blood and gore, slight description of seperation anxiety, injury discussion, nudity (I don't know how to talk about nudity but I'll try 🤣😭) BTS being fluffy but also BTS being protective mother hens as well. If I forget anything, let me know.

NOTE: I keep forgetting to put this at the start but I want to thank @kookiecrumb for helping me name this fanfiction. You're so lovely, I'm so lovely, We're so lovely, lovely,lovely.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own BTS. This fan fiction is just for fun!

The journey to the Healing Pool was a journey filled with silence and tense memories. The last time the boys were there, they thought they wouldnt survive and the Pool would drown them instead of heal them.

The cart stopped at the edge of the lake and everyone got out. They looked at the Pool with slight fear. Even though this place almost killed them, this was the only way that they could help their new companion.

Yoongi set the person down on a flat rock next to the water and made sure they were comfortable, then helped Jin with his herbs and other things Jin brought to pass the time.

Tae looked at the person, who was tapping on the rock in a hurried fashion and rocking back and forth. He walked over and put his hand on the person's shoulder. This took the person out of their trance and they looked at Tae with a blank expression.

"You ok?"

The person tilted their head to the side and slightly shrugged. Tae took this as a sign of gratitude as well as a sign of slight anxiety. He knows the signs VERY intimately. All the boys do. Some have it worse than others. Tae just stood there so the person could have silent support.

Jin came over and whispered in Tae's ear. Tae nodded and Jin walked back to his herbs. Tae looked back at the person. The tapping got faster.

"Jin's ready."

Tae approaches the person and picked them up gently. He now has noticed how frail the person was since he could feel the person's heart pound against their ribcage, as well as the blood pumping through their veins.

While Tae was walking over, the person looked at Jin. Jin was floating slightly in the air, his eyes glowing purple and speaking in Korean. The person then looked at Yoongi, but instantly looked away, blushing so red that it was possible to see the redness from underneath the dirt.

Yoongi was naked and was in the process of walking into the Pool. (By the way, Yoongi is RIPPED!) Hoseok was also in the Pool but he brought swimming shorts since he wasn't... As useful in this process of Healing like Yoongi would.

Tae giggled at the person's actions.

"Never seen a man naked before, huh?" He said in a joking manner. The person shook their head and then looked away. The person got the shock of their life when Tae put them in the arms of Yoongi, who has changed... Significantly.

The person looked Yoongi dead in the eyes, somewhat fearful of looking down. Yoongi smiled slightly.

"You can look down. It's okay"

The person flicked from a movement on their legs, then looked down and their eyes widened, wrapping their legs around Yoongi's waist and their arms around his neck. Instead of human legs, was a merman tail.

The scales on his tail, which were also on his hands, chest, arms and neck, were white which faded into a beautiful purple. Just like Jin's eyes. The person decided to be a bit braver and started to stroke Yoongi's scales on his neck. Yoongi shivered and moaned softly. The person retracted their hands as if they touched something hot (Author note: well... Yoongi is pretty hot. 😉)

Yoongi giggled and shook his head.

"Sorry. I'm not used to that feeling."

The person understood by nodding. Hoseok walked over and put his hand on the persons cheek, stroking it since he won't be able to comfort them for a while.

"Hey there. There's something I need to ask you but if you decide not to, that's ok." The person tilted their head. "Could you... Take off your clothes?"

Yoongi smacked Hoseok on the head, causing Hoseok to hold his head in mock pain.

"You could have asked in a better way than that! You sound like a fucking pervert!"

Yoongi huffed, the looked at the person, who looked back at him with fear in their eyes.

"What he SHOULD have said was, we need your clothes to come off since the Process of Healing has a sort of magic surrounding it and it can cause clothes to... Burn off of you and cause more injuries. We don't want that, do we?"

The person shakes their head then puts their hands under the water to take off their 'shirt'. The material came off very quickly. While the person was fiddling with the rest of their clothing, Yoongi was looking at their chest (NOT IN A PERVY WAY!) to see their wounds on their chest more clearly.

The wounds were in different shapes and sizes. Most of the wounds were in the shape of a whip, which didn't bode well for the person's mental state. Also on the person's chest were muscles and torn meat where breasts should be sitting. Yoongi looked up at the person with tears in his eyes.

The person looked worried. They reached up and wiped his tears, causing Yoongi to push his head further into their hands. The distraction helped Yoongi get his mind back into the right state. He needs to think about the person on his lap (merman lap? I don't know.) Then he can go murder whoever did this...

The person looked down and ripped the flimsy material off of their waist and threw it onto the rock where Tae and Hoseok were sitting, observing the interaction with warm smiles on their faces. Yoongi felt the person's vagina on his scales, further confirming that the person is, indeed, a woman.

Yoongi drifted away from the other boys to the middle of the Pool. The woman realises this and starts to panic. Why is she away from them? Yoongi sensed this and delicately turned the woman's head towards his own. He placed his forehead against hers and closed his eyes.

"I know that you're scared. To be honest... I am too." The woman closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath. "I haven't been here since I was found by Namjoon and Jin. But I swear on my own life that we aren't going to hurt you. Never in a million years will we EVER touch you in a cruel way. We don't know what happened to you, but we are just here to help."

Yoongi opened his eyes and looked at the woman's features.

"Do you trust me?"

The woman opened her eyes, revealing a mixture of deep blues and normal blues in her eyes. She smiles and nods. Yoongi smiled back and puts her head into his shoulder, the dives into the depths of the Pool.

--————————————————————--

Yoongi swan down the 60 metre Pool and stopped at the bottom. He took the woman's head out of his shoulder and looked at her. She opened her eyes, showing the same blue colours that Yoongi saw before but with slight red tinges swirling in between the blues. Her gills on her neck had also opened up but not all of them.

Yoongi put his forehead on hers again to show a sign of trust. He looked up and saw that Jin dropped a bottle of Complete Healing down into the Pool. When the bottle was in reaching distance, he grabbed the bottle and took the cork off the bottle.

He then did a lifting motion with his hand and the liquid came out of the bottle and formed a bubble. The woman looked at the bubble with curiousity. Yoongi held the golden bubble and did a slurping motion to demonstrate what she had to do.

She held the bubble and was looking at it with fear. Sure, she trusted the boys, but did she FULLY trust them? Yoongi tapped on her shoulder, causing her to look up. Yoongi held up a note that Jin had written.

'Hey! It's Jin here!

Don't worry! The liquid is a Complete Healing potion. It will heal everything -and I mean EVERYTHING! But it will put you to sleep so you can rest while it's running through your system. However, you need to decide if you want to heal or not. I'll explain.

The Healing Pool has a certain type of magic. It decides if you truly need to heal or not. If it says that you can heal, that's great! You can swim up to the surface and come back to our house. If not, well... I'm not entirely sure what happens. But it'll all be okay. I'm sure of it!

Kind regards,

Kim Seokjin'

The woman looked at the bubble. Then at Yoongi who was currently holding a seaweed blanket to help with comfort. Then she looked at her surroundings in the Pool. She wanted to heal. She truly did! But... Her fate would be sealed in the walls of the Pool.

She huffed, then took a deep breath. Here goes nothing. She slurped up the bubble and began to feel... Tingly. Yoongi swan over and slowly and gently pushed her back onto the Pools floor where a rock covered in moss was holding up her head. Her eyes started to close, succumbing to her sudden sleepiness.

The last thing she saw was Yoongi swimming to the surface before she fell asleep.

--————————————————————--

Yoongi was sat on the rock wall, his tail fin dipping in the Pools glowing water. Tae has kept him company while Jin, Hoseok and Namjoon went back to the house. (Namjoon was there for moral support. Jin wouldn't let him near anything.)

Tae massaged Yoongi's shoulder while also looking into the water. Every other injury that Yoongi had when he was first discovered by the boys was healed, except for his shoulder. The teeth marks from the siren that bit him were still sore.

"How long has it been since I left her in there?"

Tae looked at his watch.

"8 hours..."

Yoongi let out a huff of exhaustion and frustration.

"I should be in there with her. Helping her along the way."

"You know that the Pool has rules"

"I know the Pool has its rules. But it's fucking unfair! She's never been in the Pool. She doesn't know the power that the Pool holds. Let alone, what we hold if we are pushed hard enough. I just..."

Yoongi closed his eyes and shed a tear.

"I just want to make sure that she is ok."

Yoongi looked at Tae. They both smiled at each other...

The water started to bubble.

Yoongi and Tae looked up and waited in anticipation. Then...

The woman came out of the water, gasping for air and coughing up water. When she regained her senses, she stood up and turned towards Yoongi and Tae, who were in shock.

Tae gulped.

"Is...i-is that... Who I... Think it is... Yoongi-hyung? I thought she was a legend that my bunomin told me when I was a child.. i-its... Impossible. Isn't it?!"

Yoongi shifted into his human form and put on sweats while still in a state of shock. He looked at Tae with a slight look of shock.

"well... It looks like she was real after all..."

He looked at the woman who was slowly approaching them on wobbly legs.

"She's the 12-Tailed Woman..."

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And we have another CLIFFHANGER!!!

Woo! Jeez... My head hurts... 🤣 I hope you guys are enjoying this series so far. I have been working my butt off for this series and I haven't put this much effort into something since I went to school... No wonder I barely passed.🤣

Anyway, if you guys have any further questions or anything regarding this series, for example, if you want a drabble, headcanon or oneshot about the SpellProof characters and the SpellProof universe, let me know as well!

Note: Bumonim means parents in Korean.

Who is the 12-Tailed Woman? What are her intentions? Where did she come from?

Well... You'll find out... In the next chapter...

Author Emily OUT! 💜

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Jungkook Masterlist

LAST UPDATE: Added Emoji Kiss Drabble link 9/8/24

ONE-SHOTS/SERIES

Timezones - one-shot; fluff; hurt/comfort; established relationship; non-Idol!AU

Only thing that keeps us apart / Is a different timezone

The Hook Up - smut (18+); crack; non-Idol!AU; also starring Jung Hoseok

You’re at a house party hosted by your crush Hoseok and you’re ready to make your move… if only Jungkook would stop blocking you at every turn!

Divine Intervention - one-shot; smut (18+); hurt/comfort if you squint; Goddess!AU

“Tell me, Jungkook. Will you worship me tonight with all of you?”

Closer: A Trilogy - limited series (ongoing); smut (18+); friends to lovers; Reunion!AU; also starring Kim Namjoon

During your college reunion weekend, one unbelievably hot evening brings you and your old friends Namjoon and Jungkook together, in ways you’ve only dreamed of. Weeks later, you can’t let the memory of that night go. Can the three of you get closer?

New Year, New You - one-shot; smut (18+); angst; romance; age gap; non-Idol!AU

New year, new you. Except here you are, minutes after midnight, already falling back into old habits. You just can’t resist.

Covert Affairs - one-shot; smut (18+); angst; enemies to lovers; Spies!AU

The five times you cross paths with legendary spy Jeon Jungkook.

Joyride - one-shot; smut (18+); strangers to lovers; College!AU; also starring Kim Taehyung

Written for the Spring Break-ing the Rules collab:

Senior year spring break sucks, thanks to the annoying spoiled little rich boy who won’t stop trying to get your attention. When a scenic drive in his ridiculously expensive sports car goes wrong, you meet two sexy mechanics who decide to teach him a lesson - and show you the real meaning of “joyride.”

All Wound Up (Unbound): A Trilogy - limited series (ongoing); smut (18+); porn with the barest of plots; strangers to lovers; Rock Star!AU

As the owner of body jewelry shop Dark & Wild, you’re given the opportunity to drape the hottest rock stars around, Dead Leaves, in your custom chains. You can’t wait to get your hands all over them.

Paradise - series (COMPLETED 8/9/24); smut (18+); Stripper!AU

That sexy man on stage - the one currently giving your friend the lap dance of her LIFE - is your super shy neighbor, Jeon Jungkook?!

Mugs & Kisses - one-shot; fluff; Barista!AU

Written for the Ficscafe au pairing event:

Jungkook has something he’d like to tell you, but he can’t find the words. So he’s thought of another way.

MULTIPLE PAIRINGS:

12 Lays of Kinkmas: 12 holiday fics based on Kinkmas prompts

Walkie Talkie Men - Seokjin x Jungkook; one-shot; smut (18+); fluff; crack; established relationship; non-Idol!AU

Jungkook has an idea for a fun new game that he and his boyfriend Jin can play. Three words: walkie talkie sex.

DRABBLES

Emoji Kiss Drabbles

Keep It Down - smut (18+), gender neutral reader, also starring Kim Seokjin

Sorry I Motorboated You - smut (18+), gender neutral reader

Be Mine - fluff, gender neutral reader

The Prettiest Sound - smut (18+)

By the Light of the Moon - smut (18+)

Ask My Muse 1 and Ask My Muse 2: A collection of asks answered by my characters

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