#i literally ended up jumping out of my window bc the door kept locking itself and there was no other way to leave the car

[sseol]

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[claymoreme]

For the Good of the Kingdom

Words: 4,469

Rating: M

You are a princess, betrothed to the neighboring kingdom’s prince. Your royal guard, Sir McIntyre, helps soothe your nerves before your wedding night. 

Author’s note: This is, uh, a really sexually explicit work of fiction. Reader has breasts and a vagina and is referred to as a princess/woman. Some characters are inspired by real-life wrestlers/personas, but are not meant to represent real people. Contains some initial non-con ish contact and a slight age gap (3-4 years in my mind. Princess is late teens/early 20s, McIntyre early-mid 20s.) Sexually inexperienced reader. Not super historically accurate probably. Drew wears a quilted gambeson/tunic, trousers, and boots. Similar to what Kit is wearing here minus the cloak.

I’m tagging @haigrr @writtingrose and also @writinglionqueen @superrezzy00 bc I have a feeling your whole crew might enjoy this and I love your work so lets be friends pls

ps. I have literally never written something quite like this before so uhh b nice thanks and enjOY

It was near impossible to sleep that night. Your round tower room was lit by the bright starlight pooling on your pillow. The moon added to the glow, shining through a pair of ornate arched windows on either side of your four-poster bed. Not only that, but the summer air was heavy with heat, making it impossible to get comfortable even under your silken sheets. Tossing and turning, you tried to allow yourself to relax, but your mind simply would not rest. Perhaps, if it was just the air and the light, you could have managed. But there was something else.

Tomorrow was to be your wedding day. 

Your home kingdom, Valaris, had been clashing with knight factions from the  neighboring kingdom of Saoma for almost a month now. Armies on either side had been caught in skirmishes and raids across the countryside. Your father had been in peace talks for days with the neighboring kingdom, and the two kings had at last decided to end the conflict and secure an alliance together. An alliance, of course, through marriage. The marriage of the Princess of Valaris and the Prince of Saoma. You had no fear of the marriage itself. As Princess, you would do whatever needed to be done to bring peace to your kingdom. Besides, Prince Rollins was, well, incredibly good looking. You had seen him from afar in parades, always looking dashing with his long chestnut hair, well kept beard, and impish grin. It was said he was an excellent warrior, and your ladies in waiting had assured you he would make a fine husband. But there was one thing you were still worried about. One thing that kept your mind awake and whirring. 

The wedding night. 

You had heard, of course, of the tradition of consummation. Every wife’s duty is to bear children. Every wife’s duty began on that night. Those ladies in waiting who had experienced it told you that, while the first time may be uncomfortable, even painful, it wasn’t too unpleasant. Especially if your husband was good looking. Still, it sounded... strange. You had had your first blood and knew your own body, knew well the sensitive spot between your legs, knew how good it felt to rub it until your whole body tensed and then went limp with pleasure. But you could not imagine anything… entering you. Not without pain. Even the few times you had tried with your own fingers had not felt particularly good. And a man was, according to your ladies, much bigger. It would hurt, you were sure. And to have a man so close to your body… a man you’d never even spoken to…

You sighed in frustration against your pillow. No use ruminating on it now. Duty be done, pain or no pain. Perhaps some reading would calm your nerves. At least give your mind something to focus on besides tomorrow night. 

Sitting up, you swung your legs out of bed and reached for your bureau candle. Nobody else could possibly be awake at this hour. In fumbling to light the candle stub however, you knocked a heavy book to the floor. The book thudded to the floor and the sound echoed like a thunderclap in the still night. Jumping to your feet, you bent down to retrieve it but it was too late. The door to your room swung open.

Sir Drew McIntyre, the head of the palace guard, stood towering in your doorway. That’s right. Father wanted security for my room tonight, just in case. Drew was the most capable fighter in the whole of the palace knights. And not only was he the best at combat, he was physically outstanding as well. At least a full head taller than you and probably thrice your mass. He wasn’t in full plate armor but still cut an intimidating figure, standing there in a dark quilted gambeson over trousers and shining leather boots, sparring gloves and a massive sheathed sword tucked into the belt around his waist. He went without a chest guard or helmet while on guard duty, preferring to keep his long black hair tied back with a simple cord. His solid jaw and chin were covered with a close cut black beard and accompanying mustache. Piercing, intense blue-gray eyes looked out from under a furrowed brow.

“Are you alright, Princess? I thought I heard a disturbance.” His voice was a warm Scottish burr, powerful and low.

“Yes, I- I mean no, no disturbance, Sir McIntyre. I’m alright. This just, uh, fell,” you stammered, picking up the book and place it back on the bureau. 

“Are you certain?” The large man moved forward into the room, allowing the door to close behind him, and began pacing the perimeter, double checking for any signs of an intruder. You sighed at your clumsiness. 

“Yes, Sir. Just some trouble sleeping is all.” You expected him to turn to leave, but he didn’t. Instead he strode over to the window and gazed out into the night. You decided against ushering him out. It’s not like you were going to go back to sleep. 

“What worries you, Princess?” He didn’t look at you. Just clasped his large hands behind his back and fixed his eyes out the window, watching. 

“It’s… it’s nothing,” you insisted, a slight tremor in your voice. It’s not that you were scared of him, exactly, after all, he was there to protect you. But men rarely, if ever, visited your chambers, and it was usually your father or some other guards. But Drew being here was… different. You had seen him about the palace grounds, even seen him training a few times. He swung a greatsword like it was a feather. Once, when out with your ladies in waiting on a particularly hot summer day, you had caught a glimpse of him in the training yard clad only in rough trousers and boots. Shirtless, tan, sunlight glistening off impossibly broad shoulders, dark hair lining his chest and trailing down towards the muscled V of his hips. His hair had been loose, hanging in a curtain around his face as his powerful arms swung his weapon with ease, leaving the training dummy in a broken pile on the ground. You had flushed, and not just from the heat. Your ladies in waiting had tittered and hurried you away. Not proper for ladies to stare at such things. Heat rushed to your cheeks now as you recalled the memory and you couldn’t help but cast a lingering glance at his clothed form now. You had only stared at him from afar, but now… now he was here, in your chambers. Turning away from the window to face you. He took a step closer, cautiously. Like he was trying not to startle you.

“Is it the wedding?” 

“Yes. I suppose… in a way.” You gulped down the embarrassed lump rising in your throat and lifted your chin upwards jutting your chin upwards in an attempt to show confidence. “But Rollins is a good man. I am more than ready to do my part in making peace.”

“He is a good man. And a good warrior. The alliance, of course, will be good for our kingdoms,” Drew agreed. He paused. “But you are the Princess. I was assigned to protect you tonight. I’m not leaving until it’s clear to me you are safe and comfortable. So what worries you?” You were unable to meet his eyes anymore. Those stormy gray eyes, so intense, and yet so… gentle. Concerned. You turned to face the window. I shouldn't tell him. Why would I tell him?  So incredibly improper to tell him, a man, a man assigned to guard you and nothing more, but the worry weighed so heavy on your mind that you couldn't stop the words from falling out. Something about the private stillness of the night and the man in your room, assigned to protect you. Nobody else would hear.

“Sir McIntyre… I have never been… with a man.. in the way that- that a man is with his wife. In fact I-” your entire face and neck were surely bright red now, “I… have never even… kissed a man.” The last few words were barely audible. Why am I even saying this? To the captain of the guard, of all people? Silence fell in the room for a brief moment until it was broken. Drew was chuckling to himself. Those handsome features, so often serious and focused, were cracked with a gentle smile. He has dimples. Not so scary after all.

“‘’M sorry, Princess, I don’t mean to laugh. I understand your apprehension. ” You do?

“I’m sure.. I’m sure you’ve.. well, I hear that knights… often h-have many women,” you finished in an embarrassed whisper.  Drew chuckled again. 

“Aye, I am… experienced, yes. And so I know that everyone has nerves their first time. ’S only natural to be nervous.” The two of you were silhouetted in the window now, facing each other. A foot away. Almost nose to nose… well, nose to chest, really. He’s so close. 

“I will do my duty of course. As a Princess and as a wife.” You swallowed again, your eyes dancing from his broad neck to his dark beard to his heavy brows, avoiding his eyes. “I am just afraid that, in terms of actually… being with my husband… I feel unprepared,” you trailed off, blushing. This room is stifling. “I don’t even… I don’t even know what a simple kiss feels like.” Your heart was pounding. Drew smiled softly, showing just a trace of his dimples. Those dimples… His eyes locked onto yours. Gray swirling fog. The room was silent for a moment once more.

“It feels like this.” 

And then warm lips ever so softly pressed against yours. His beard lightly tickled against your cheeks and you felt one large hand cup the side of your face, brushing back your hair. He’s kissing me. Sir Drew McIntyre is kissing me. It was so unexpected, such a new feeling, that you froze, unsure if you were supposed to kiss him back or even how to kiss him back. Sensing your stiffness, Drew broke the kiss. “Princess.. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” He straightened up and backed away. You stood there, lips buzzing, head pounding, unsure of how to proceed. You knew it wasn’t proper. You knew a princess had to value her honor. And yet… It had felt so good. Good and gentle and right. 

“Sir McIntyre. Wait. Please.”

“No, Princess. I’m sorry. I should never have entered your quarters. I will find another guard to relieve me tonight.” He reached for the door.

“Please don’t go. Sir McIntyre… I… want you to stay.” He stopped at that, one hand on the door. Turned. You had no idea where this sudden confidence came from. There was something driving you towards that man. “I order you to stay.” The words crept from your lips as a whisper. His stormy eyes met yours. Clouded. Unreadable. 

“As my Princess commands,” he murmured, holding his ground. Your steps swiftly closed the distance between you two. Mere inches away from him now. Rising to your tiptoes, trying to get closer, to show him you wanted this. Your hands gingerly reached to his chest, splaying your fingers over the quilted cloth, feeling his heartbeat thudding under them. Drew obligingly dipped his face closer to yours, and this time it was you who leaned into him and joined your lips together again in a tender kiss. Large fingertips softly took hold of your hips as your mouth moved against his. He felt warm and gentle and good. You pulled away for a moment, breathless, lips burning. Without even realizing it, your hands had begun to pull at the laces of his quilted shirt. But a pair of powerful hands took your shoulders and pushed you away.

“Princess.” There was need in his stormy eyes even as he held you at a distance. “I cannot do this. You know as well as I that it is far from proper. You are to be married to Prince Rollins tomorrow. I cannot dishonor that.” He’s right. He is. And yet… Your stomach dropped at the thought of him leaving. You felt as if your blood was magnetic, pulling you towards him, yearning, needing to get closer to him. You wanted this. Damn being proper.

“I know. I just think… I think maybe my fears would be less if- if I knew… what to expect. For the good of my nerves. For… for the good of the kingdom.” Drew took your chin in one powerful hand and tilted it up, meeting your eyes with a serious gaze. His voice was a low rough rumble. Like it was hard for him to allow himself to speak.

“I… have always been in awe of your beauty, even from afar. I am sworn to protect you. I would never want to dishonor my Princess. But, if you truly desire… I could ease your fears tonight. Only if you want this.” Your heartbeat quickened and your breath caught in your throat. Holding his gaze, you nodded. 

“I want this.”

With that, he bent forward and enveloped your lips in another searing kiss. Your hands went for his chest once again and he chuckled, smoothly unbuckling his belt and laying his weapon aside before helping you undo the laces to his shirt. Clad only his trousers and boots, Drew was… magnificent. There really was no other word. Tanned skin and trails of dark hair rippling over chiseled muscles. You ran your hands across his heated skin, marveling at his physique, wordlessly tracing the dip of his hips. Drew sank down onto the bed and pulled you towards him. Another quiet chuckle graced his face as his big hands encircled your waist, guiding you in between his legs. He leaned his forehead against yours and looked into your eyes. One of his hands rested on the small of your back, while the other began to drift lower, gently caressed your backside through your shift. 

“Is this alright?” You closed your eyes and nodded, breathing heavily. They moved lower, and lower. Began to toy with the hem of your shift that rested midway down your thighs. Your breath caught in your throat as you felt his warm fingers begin to slip underneath the fabric. “Is this alright?”, he asked again.  This time, you responded by kissing him. Kept kissing him. You wanted, you needed, to be closer to him. Tangling your hands in his long, dark, hair, you let Drew slide his hands up the sides of your body, taking your shift with them and pulling it over your head. You leaned into him, straddling his lap, your bare chests pressed together, heated skin on skin. Settling down, you could feel a straining bulge in his trousers. A wave of heat stirred in your belly. One large hand gently brushed up your side to softly cup your breast. “You are so beautiful,” your knight murmured into the crook of your neck, before trailing kisses all the way down your chest. Rolling one of your nipples in his flushed lips, grazing it ever so slightly with his teeth. His beard tickled against your bare skin. Then in one swift move, he scooped his hands underneath you and spun you around, dropping you delicately on the bed.  

Your breath grew shallow and quick as Drew lay you out on your back and knelt over you. Will it happen now? Drew must have noticed your increased anxiety. He kissed you gently, and murmured into your ear. “Don’t worry, Princess. I’m going to help you get ready. If you want me to stop… just tell me. But,” he smirked, “I think you’ll enjoy this part.” He pressed his lips to yours once again, slightly open, hot breath ghosting into your mouth. He peppered more kisses down your jawline, moving smoothly down, sucking and nibbling small love bites into the delicate skin on your collarbones. Drew slid off the edge of the bed and kneeled, curling his broad arms around your hips and sliding you towards him with gentle force. His face was now situated directly between your legs. You looked down at the man nestled between your thighs and felt a wave of embarrassment. You must look so unappealing from this angle. But the Scotsman between your legs didn’t flinch. He pressed a kiss to the inside of your thigh. Just seeing him there, eyes heavy with desire, his massive arms curling around the outside of your legs, fingertips digging into your skin to gently pry hold your knees open… your core quivered. Drew slowly laid a kiss on the inside of your thigh. Such sensitive skin. Another kiss. Another. Oh god, he’s moving closer. The ladies didn’t mention anything like this. 

And then you felt his hot breath directly on your sex. Even just him breathing there somehow felt better than you had ever felt touching yourself. When his mouth finally touched you, you let out a moan. Any self conscious thoughts fled your mind, replaced with sheer pleasure as his lips caressed your most sensitive spot. Gentle suction between his lips made shivers of electricity run all through your body. Sucking and licking and stroking. His tongue running softly between your slick folds. Your own fingers couldn't even come close to this. It felt so good. And god, you were starting to ache. Ache in ways you’d never felt before, your body yearning to feel him on the inside. You groaned out loud as his tongue dipped towards your entrance, and his lips curved in a smile. Obligingly, he pressing his tongue just slightly into your hole. Oh, god. That was what you needed. More of that. Tentatively, you rolled your hips towards him and let your legs relax open. He was right. You were enjoying this. Finally rising up and resting his head against your thigh, Drew looked at you with heated eyes. His lips were flushed and his bearded chin was shiny and damp. He spoke in a rough whisper. 

“Princess. I’m going to use my fingers now. You tell me if anything hurts.” You nodded, still reeling from how good his mouth had felt. Drew once again dipped between your legs. His rough beard gently scratched your inner thighs as he placed more moist kisses on your sex, his tongue dancing around your entrance before being replaced with one of his fingers. Gingerly slipping it inside of you. It felt.. strange but good. Like your insides were craving to be touched. Slowly, his finger moved in and out, curling, stretching you slightly. Another pressed against your entrance and slid in easily. Like you were made for this. You whimpered as the stretch of a third caused a twinge of pain. Drew gently kissed the crease of your thigh and slowly curled his fingers, massaging you just right and your back arched of its own accord. How could this feel so good? You clenched around them out of sheer need.  All thoughts of being proper were gone from your mind. 

“Do you want to keep going?” You sat up slightly and nodded with no hesitation. You had never been more sure of anything in your whole life. Drew rose from his kneeling position at the foot of the bed, bulge in his trousers even more prominent than before. He unlaced them and slowly pulled them down until he was standing there, fully naked in front of you. You blushed as you stared. Good lord. How will that ever fit? His cock stood out proudly from his body, long and hard and glistening. Dark hair clustered around the base. He gazed at you laid out on the bed, legs open for him, and one hand began to stroke his thick shaft. “You look amazing, Princess.” His deep voice was heavy with desire. So do you, you wanted to say, but you couldn't form words. Drew climbed onto the bed between your legs. Nestling back on his heels, his muscular thighs were on full display, as was his erect cock. It throbbed against his toned hips. You juices still lingered on his lips, adding a slight tang when he leaned forward and kissed you. Leaning his body ever closer to yours. Apprehension must have shown in your face for he gave a gentle smile. “I’ll go slow. If you want to stop, tell me.”

His strong hands eased your knees up onto either side of him. He took care to give his fingers some extra slick from his mouth before reaching down and slipping them through your warm folds once again. Making sure you were nice and wet. Making sure you were ready. Then he bent down, leaning his forearm next to your face and pressing another warm kiss to your lips as he positioned his cock between your legs. You felt the head nudge ever so slightly against your entrance, sending a shiver through your body, and looked up into the Scotsman’s eyes. He didn’t ask aloud this time. But his eyes told you that he would stop if you asked, that he was here for you, that he wanted to make sure this was your choice. You nodded. Your whole body thrummed with need. Holding your gaze with his, Drew shifted his hips and slowly began to press forward. Oh god. What if it doesn’t fit? He still felt wider than your entrance would allow. But Drew had made you so wet that his cock slid easily into your waiting heat. Gently, slowly, he eased his way inside you. And it felt so good. As much as he had prepared you with his fingers, Drew’s cock stretched you further still, with a twinge of pain but so much pleasure. Your head hung back as a guttural sound escaped your throat. Drew must have felt the same way, as he let out a long exhale, muttering a curse under his breath. He pressed a bit deeper before stopping and allowing you to adjust. You felt so full. His eyes had grown dark with lust and he placed another searing kiss against your lips as he slowly withdrew his cock before thrusting into you once again. Oh god, Drew… He was stretching you so deliciously around his thick cock. Rolling his hips forward and back, in and out, nudging slightly deeper each time, making you his. Your hips tilted on their own, opening up for him. Taking him in to your wet needy heat. Breathing heavily. Drew pumping in and out so slowly, so gently, strong arms on either side of you caging you in, his body pressed against yours. It felt so good. Like nothing you could ever have imagined. You wanted more.

“I… I want you to go deeper,” you half moaned, half panted to the man above you. Drew gave a devilish grin and bucked his hips up into you with more force than before and you could feel his cock driving deeper. Touching you in places you’d never been touched. Your moans and nods telling him it was okay, it felt good, you wanted this. You clenched around him instinctively and he breathed in sharply. On the next thrust, his shaft pressed against something on your walls that felt amazing and you couldn't help but cry out.

“There?” he asked, not slowing his strokes.

“Y-yes, right there, Sir McIntyre, I-”

“Drew.” He growled into your ear. The sheer intensity in his voice made your whole body quiver. He angled his hips slightly and began to pick up speed, pounding into just right. Your legs wrapped around his broad back, bringing him in as close to you as possible. 

Drew buried his face in your neck and covered it in kisses, his beard running leaving tiny lovely stings on the sensitive skin. His hands fisted in your hair, grasping it until it hurt but you didn’t care. One of your hands tangled in his own long dark hair as the other scrambled along his back mindlessly, leaning tiny scratches of their own. He was relentless as he continued to pull out and drive back inside you. The sound of skin on skin filling the air, Drew’s hips colliding with yours, balls heavy and slapping against your ass. Hitting you just right over and over again each time until you felt your pleasure coming to a peak deep in your belly, your walls starting to clench on his cock of their own accord.

“Drew I- I- oh, God…!”, words failed as you spasmed around his cock. Electricity flooded your veins and your body clenched, every nerve buzzing with pleasure. Drew let out a drawn out groan as his thrusting slowed, wet heat seeping from the tip of his cock so deep inside your belly. You were seeing stars. A long moaning whine escaped from your throat as you came down from your high, panting, blood pounding in your ears. He gave a few more lazy thrusts before withdrawing himself, leaving you feeling so empty after being stuffed full. You were both panting. He rolled off of you onto his side and left one broad arm draped across your heaving chest. 

“Well, Princess,” he asked after you had both caught your breath, “Did you enjoy that?”

“I didn’t know I could feel that good.” Another of his low chuckles. Good lord, his dimples. Now there’s a sight I wouldn’t mind waking up to. 

“Aye, as it should be. Get some rest,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to your temple before rising to pull his trousers back on. “I ought to head back to my post. And, Princess,” He added before he turned to leave, “if you can handle me… you'll be ready for Rollins.” The mention of your husband-to-be barely registered. You only cared about the fact that Drew was about to leave. You wanted to protest, make him stay here with you, fall asleep nestled against his broad chest with a pair of strong arms wrapped tight around you… But you knew how it would look. You’d been improper enough tonight. Right now, sleep was calling.You sighed and fell back against the silk pillows, body still thrumming with the aftershock of your orgasm, tiny shivers running through your veins. Drew cast one last look at you as he turned to exit the room, watching you lazily drift into velvet sleep. He didn’t say anything. But his eyes, usually so stormy, were calm water on a cloudy day. He smiled, showing a hint of his dimples. Then he closed the door. 

You slept like a babe that night after all.

[pinkforyoongi]

Dream Team | Taehyung | part 2

Taehyung (V) x female reader, Mafia au (slight J-hope x reader)

angst, humor?

Warnings:  it’s mafia so violence, blood, death, cussing, everything you’d expect from a mafia au

Word count: 6081

Summary:  you audition for the Bangtan gang and the rest is history

part 1

the club door is open yet again

as your heads snap to look who it is

it’s Hoseok and he looks like he just ran miles

“it’s the boss. He’s been shot.”

and yall don’t hesitate to run after him bc wtf

this is Mr. Kim we’re talking about here after all

…

the whole gang met up at the crime scene

mr. Kim had been driving and people had started to shoot (enemies, you suspected) based on the bullet holes on the cars rear window

he had then hit the brakes based on the tire marks on the asphalt, exited the car and tried to fire back

the police had already arrived on the scene, but before they did, seokjin had searched the area for clues of what might have happened

he had discovered the bullet that had killed mr. Kim was from a sniper rifle, although he had had handgun bullets on his arms and shoulder

it was an ambush no one was prepared for, and now the big boss of the gang was dead

everyone was shocked to say the least, some people even shedding tears

you had seen Namjoon, the boss’ son

even though he was calm, you could see the hurt in him, you even witnessed a single tear rolling down his cheek, but knew he had to keep himself collected

after all, he was now to be the gangs leader, he knew a day would come when he would step into his fathers shoes

but no one was expecting it this soon

…

for a while, everyone laid low

no one was sent on missions for safety reasons and the members were mourning

a few meetings took place, mostly discussing the boss’ funeral and future plans including Namjoon as the new leader

and soon it was time for the funeral itself

the whole gang and the boss’ family were there to pay their final respects

you didn’t know the boss well, but you knew he was a good man despite being a leader of a dangerous gang

the man was simply doing what he had to survive in such world, he was not cruel nor mean, but rather rational

you respected him the same as you did all the other members of the gang

and now you knew and trusted Namjoon to be an even better leader to the Bangtan clan

…

soon the meeting where Namjoon was officially declared new leader took place

no one had yet figured out who the attacker was, but you were assured there were people working on it

thankfully whoever they were, had not attacked for a second time

at least not yet

so one night you were sitting at your apartment just having a very chill evening watching movies cuddled in a blanket

you were wearing your pajamas and your hair was up in a messy bun

lazy™

when all of a sudden you heard noises coming from the direction of your front door

you turned to look and witnessed someone on the other side try to open the door quietly but fail due to the handle squeaking

you stared at it intently, knowing your door is locked, waiting to see if the person will leave or try anything

once you started hearing small rattling, almost as if someone trying to break in, you quickly jumped up and over the couch, throwing your blanket away and grabbing your emergency handgun from under a fake plant

you quietly loaded your gun, pointing it at the door as you sneaked closer to it

you positioned yourself against a wall right next to the door, ready to attack when the person would get in

and just then they managed to pick your lock and they opened the door

you jumped in front of them, pointing your gun between their eyes

the person in question slightly jumped, obviously not expecting you to attack

as your brain registered who it was, you dropped your gun with a sigh and a roll of your eyes

“jesus i almost shot you”

“jesus? i think you’re mistaken babe”

taehyung winked and smirked at you

“shut up why did you pick my lock?”

“so do you want me to shut up or answer your question?”

“do you want me to shoot you or shoot you?”

“fINE, i picked it because it was locked??”

“you know you could have just knocked like normal people”

“i’m in a gang, we need to pick locks and this was the perfect opportunity to practice my skills”

“exactly, we’re in a gang, which means if i hear someone picking my lock i’m going to shoot them”

taehyung grinned at your statement like you were joking what a binch –

“your lock is shitty anyways i got it open with a bobby pin you left at my place. you should get a better one. it was too easy”

he spoke and walked right past you into your apartment like he owned it

“right, come in. make yourself at home :)” sarcasm

he plopped himself on your couch and you placed your handgun back to it’s hiding place

“since we now know your lock isn’t exactly keeping you safe, maybe you should sleep over at my apartment”

“don’t you have the same kind of lock as i do?”

“yes, but instead of the lock, i will be keeping you safe”

you rolled your eyes but inside your head you were s c r e a m i n g

you sat down next to him and pulled your blanket over yourself once again

“i heard namjoon will be sending people on missions soon”

you turned to look at him with your eyebrows raised

“you heard?”

“yeah i kinda miss going on missions as bad as that sounds”

“how so?”

“bc i get to do it with you”

he smiled warmly and sincerely at you and you could feel heat spreading on your cheeks

“yeah we are a pretty bomb team”

…

so you did end up sleeping over at taes apartment bc of “safety issues”

you two definitely didn’t take advantage of the situation and used it as an excuse

first you volunteered to just sleep on his couch

but he just kept insisting you weren’t safe if you slept so far away from him

so he grabbed your hand and brought you to his bed where he laid down, then patted the spot next to him

you of course obliged and laid down next to him

taehyung pulled the covers over you both and instantly made you the small spoon as he cuddled you close

“are you comfortable?” he asked after a moment of silence

“very”

and that night you both fell asleep with warm smiles on your faces

…

a few days after you had gotten yourself a new lock and was sleeping in your own apartment again 

although you wouldn’t have minded sleeping at his place more, namjoon had insisted you get a new lock to keep all your belongings safe too

so you were chilling again, watching a movie in your pyjamas since that was all you did everyday bc there were no missions etc

and you were about to fall asleep when you started hearing loud noises coming from next door

“what the fyck is he doing now” you thought

soon you got pissed as the banging didn’t stop so you groaned and dragged your tired ass to his door

you knocked rather aggressively and waited for him to open

as he opened the door you didn’t spare a second of your time to greet him you just wanted to have him go fuck himself and you drift off to sleep on your couch

“hey fucker, can you-”

“we need like a secret knocking code”

you stopped on your sentence as he interrupted you

“a what?”

“a secret knocking code so we know it’s us”

“why would we need that?”

“well..”

taehyung moved his body a little so his hand that was hiding behind the door was visible

he had a gun

“you thought i was an enemy?”

“wELL YES IT’S 3 AM ANd yoU CAME banGING ON MY DOOR liKE A PSYCHOPATH oF COURse i THOUGHT YOU WERE AN ENEMY”

“RIGHT it’s 3 am why the fuck are you-”

“so now that we have both almost shot each other we need a secret knocking and i actually have an idea”

he proceeded to knock on his own door

“watch closely”

“two fast knocks, one knock and two fast knocks again?”

“greAT remember that and use it the next time or i might just accidentally shoot you”

and on that note he shut the door on your face

you completely gave up on that boy

you just crawled back into your apartment, but luckily no more banging could be heard so mission accomplished?

anyways

the very next day taehyung was letting himself sleep in

i mean no one was going to bother him and he had nothing better to do so why not?

but his dreams were crushed quite literally when he heard you knock the secret knocking code on his door

he was annoyed you were disturbing his beauty sleep but couldn’t help from grinning bc your stubborn ass actually used the code

so he gets up, not bothering to change from his boxers and t shirt and goes to open the door

“what could you possibly want whe-”

dun dun duuuun it’s not actually you

he didn’t have the chance to finish his sentence bc as soon as he opened the door someone hit him in the face and knocked him out

meanwHILE

you were in your kitchen, a frying pan laid out in front of you and a cooking book in your left hand, a spatula in your right hand

you had never been so confused and scared in your life

you were reading the book and basically sweating

who would have thought that the fearless badass gang girl (Y/N) would be so scared… of a frying pan

as you read the recipe your brain started to hurt and you got frustrated

and you were like:

“i didn’t know cooking was this difficult????”

“what’s a spatula??? oh right it’s this thing on my hand got it”

then like a call from the heavens someone knocked on your door

you know it wasn’t not taehyung since they didn’t use the secret knocking code smh

and since it was midday why would it be an enemy ami rite hAHAHA why would an enemy come in broad daylight???

*cough*

a n y w a y s

you opened the door to find Hoseok standing there with a wide smile on his face

“hi! haven’t seen you in a while so i thought i’d come say hi- oh are you cooking? can i help?”

“well i’m trying but i’m rather inexperienced ha ha” *nervous laughter*

“oh! well i’m pretty good at cooking, seems like this is your lucky day!”

you happily let him inside your apartment and let him help you with your cookings

turned out Hoseok was a pro in the kitchen

well at least compared to you

he basically did all the work he just let you cut a few vegetables

in fact you needed help with that too

you were struggling cutting onions (like namjoon in weekly idol omg poor baby)

and hoseok happened to notice

“here, like this”

he came in from behind you, placing his hands on top of yours

he helped you cut the onions with ease

“see? it’s easy once you know the right technique”

hoseok let go of your hands but stayd put right behind you, watching over

once he was sure you could handle yourself he chuckled and wnet back to the frying pan

“i knew you struggled with melee weapons, but a kitchen knife?”

“hey not fair! you’re like a melee pro”

“maybe i should teach you? i mean your close combat has improved ever since taehyung started giving you private lessons sooo”

you couldn’t help but smile at the mention of taehyung

“yeah, i’d like that.”

just then you realized you hadn’t heard from him all day, when usually he was either being a loud ass neighbor, hanging at your apartment or you at his, or at least texting you

“talking about taehyung, have you seen him today?”

“no, haven’t seen since yesterday”

“huh”

“he’s probably sleeping in. he was talking about how tired he was yesterday”

“yeah, you’re right”

so you shrugged it off and focused back on cutting onions

it’s only a few minutes later, when you heard another knock on your door

still no secret knocking code

you opened the door to find seokjin

“hi, seokjin” you bowed at him

“hey, have you seen your partner? have you seen taehyung?”

“actually no, why?”

“no one can seem to reach him and his door is locked. thought he was here”

“that’s weird. did you try and call for him from the door? he’s a light sleeper usually”

you got a feeling that something isn’t right

your gut was basically screaming taehyung is not alright

hoseok appeared at your door too, curious as to what it’s all about

“i did. i banged really loud too. no answer”

you turned to look at hoseok, worry in your eyes

he matched your expression

“i’m going to try and break in” seokjin announced

you and hoseok followed him to taehyungs door

seokjin searched through his pockets, obviously trying to find something to pick the lock with

your hand flew to your hair where you quickly found a bobby pin

“here, it should be easy enough” you said as you handed the pin over to him

“thanks”

and like you had said, seokjin picked the lock in record time, opening the door for you

“taehyung?” he called out

as no one replied, he quickly drew out his gun and pointed it inside the apartment

he carefully walked forward, searching around the apartment as you and hoseok tailed right behind him

as jin had advanced far enough into the apartment, you quickly ran to taehyungs drawer and opened it to draw out his “secret” handgun

not so secret since you knew about it aNYWAYS

you joined seokjin in going through the rooms in his apartment, until it became clear it was empty

“where could he have gone? no one at front desk saw him leave”

you took in seokjins words and thought for a moment

“maybe he didn’t. not voluntarily” you guessed as you ran into his bedroom

the two boys followed suit behind you as you kneeled in front of taehyungs bed and started to rummage around under the mattress

“what are you doing?” hoseok asked

“i’m trying to find his pocket knife. he never leaves anywhere without it”

“how do you know?”

“seokjin, with all respect he’s my damn partner”

hoseok and seokjin looked at each other, then helped you lift up the mattress so you could search better

disappointment, fear and worry all together took over you as your hand came in contact with a familiar object

you pulled out taehyungs pocket knife and looked back at hoseok and seokjin

now, your gut was screaming “he’s been fucking kidnapped”

…

an emergency meeting took place

as everyone gathered in the meeting room and namjoon began the meeting with taehyungs seat empty, everyone caught on

you were hella stressed

your leg kept bouncing up and down and you couldn’t sit still

you were feeling nauseous and it was hard to focus on anything else except the fact that taehyung could potentially be kidnapped

seokjin explained the situation carefully, not confirming any theories, he just brought the possible options to the table

but you were convinced he was taken against his will

“(Y/N) proposed he was kidnapped due to his pocket knife also being under his bed, saying he never leaves without it. i believe it is possible if we’re looking at the big picture”

you couldn’t pay much attention to the conversation, all you knew they were discussing possible options and how to proceed from here

instead, you were thinking of the worst case scenario and actually planning on what you were going to do to get him back

as the arguing kept on going and going, you grew impatient

“with all due respect, can we move on to actually plan a rescue mission? there is no time for theories that don’t matter. our member is in danger and we’re doing nothing to help him.”

everyone went silent and stared at you

namjoon opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out

you stared back at him with pleading eyes, hoping your words helped him realize the seriousness of the situation

“(Y/N), i get that you’re upset, but we cannot act on something that isn’t 100% proven to be the truth, especially at times like this. if we act without consent, we could all be in danger instead of just one member. we’re trying our best here to save him, i want you to understand that”

you let out a shaky sigh

and you knew damn well he was just looking after everyone

but you couldn’t help but feel even more anxious

you drifted back to your own thoughts

but now you felt someones eyes on you

you dared to look up to find the culprit, ready to send them glares

but once your eyes landed on min yoongis

and instead of judgement or pity

you found something else in his eyes

he was staring at you thoughtfully

as if he was considering something

suddenly seokjins phone started ringing

as he brought his phone from his pocket to silence it, his eyebrows furrowed once he saw the screen

“it’s a private number. this is my work phone, no one should have my number”

everyones eyes were on him now

namjoon suggested he answered it, but cautiously

jin did as asked answering the call with a simple hello

as he put the phone on speaker, everyone started intently listening to whoever was on the other side

your eyes widened in fear once you heard a deep male voice speak

“have you discovered your missing member yet?”

seokjin looked at namjoon for help, he only nodded for him to reply truthfully

“yes, we have”

the voice chuckled

“i thought so”

at that moment hoseok hastily drew out his laptop, quickly typing something on it

you figured he was starting to track down the caller

“who are you?” seokjin asked the caller

“we want to propose a deal with you. a chance for you to have your beloved member back”

“and what would that be?”

“hand over your territory and we shall return him alive, you have two hours to decide before we kill him”

your eyes were going from hoseok to seokjin, not being able to decide which one to focus on

hoseok was still typing like a maniac, his eyes searching the screen

“they’re hiding their identity well. I might not make it in time” hoseok whispered to namjoon

“how do we know you have him?” seokjin swiftly asked them, staring at his watch

some mumbling could be heard from the phone and you picked up they were speaking japanese

suddenly someone was coughing on the phone

“let them know you’re alive” the deep man commanded someone

silence took over for a few seconds, everyone anticipating if they were going to speak

“time’s running out” hoseok whispered again “you have to end the call in 10 seconds”

you stared at the phone, as if daring it to say something, anything

—

—

—

“don’t send (Y/N)”

a playful chuckle could be heard from him following his sentence

as if he was mocking his kidnappers?

you immediately recognized the voice

it was him

and he dared to ask y’all not to send you that puNK—

even though he was kidnapped you had the urge to roll your eyes

shouting could be heard from the line, until hoseok frantically signaled seokjin to end the phone call

he quickly did as told

then smashed the phone to the ground, stepping on it (so no one could track him down)

you were relieved he was alive

but now you were even more determined to find him

and you had a pretty good idea of where he could be

so instead of wasting your time and staying to listen what everyone had to say

you dashed out of the room without a word

you ran to your apartment like damn Usain Bolt

went to grab your favorite handgun and some ammo

your hands were shaking but you didn’t give a shit

you worked better when there was adrenaline running in your system anyways

next you ran to pick up your jacket

just as someone walked into your apartment

“yoongi?”

“i’m coming with you, let’s go”

you were a bit confused, but didn’t question him, just followed as he lead you to a car

he sat on the drivers side and you on the passenger side

he started the car and looked at you for further instructions

you quickly told him the location you were suspecting

“how sure are you?”

“pretty damn sure”

and without further ado, he sped off the parking lot

on the way he turned the radio down to talk to you better

“how’d you figure out where he is?”

you bit your tongue and hesitated before answering

“i thought I heard them speak japanese in the background”

“and?”

“and i remember back when i was still a trainee, i did some research. there was only one gang i found information of that had japanese connections. the boss has a japanese wife. the wife was allegedly working with a japanese mafia, so i only figured these two gangs would unite due to the marriage. they probably have japanese men in their gang, even if it’s not confirmed, it’s as good of a lead as one can get.”

yoongi chuckled at your theory, making you think he was making fun of you

“what?”

“nothing. it’s just impressive how fast you figure things out. you don’t waste any time and go with your gut. i can admire that. I’m like that too. it gets things done.”

all you could do was stare at him

you were at a loss of words

the person you admired for his skills was basically saying he admires you

before you could even think of what to respond, yoongis phone rang in his pocket

he took it out and answered the call, putting it on speaker

“WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU HYUNG???? DID YOU GO WITH (Y/N)???? YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO STOP HER FROM DOING ANYTHING STUPID NOT DO IT WITH HER!!!!”

you two were immediately fricken attACKED by hoseoks screaming

“i’m doing exactly that. instead of doing something stupid, we’re on our way to rescue Taehyung the Damsel in Distress”

“(Y/N)??? ARE YOU THERE CAN YOU HEAR ME DO NOT GO ON YOUR OWN IT IS EXTREMELY DANGEROUS I’M-”

“hobie relax, we aren’t going unarmed” you tried to calm him down

“DO yoU EVen hAVE a plAN??? WHat arE YOu GOIng TO DO wheN YOu geT THERe????”

you stopped for a moment

and realized you had no fucking idea

“we’ll figure it out” yoongi responded

“oh yeah that’s really comforting” hoseok sarcastically remarked

you thought for a moment

“hoseok, we can trust you, right?”

“what is that supposed to mean of course you can”

“i mean can we trust you to not tell the others what i’m about to ask you”

“…i don’t like the sound of that”

“could you assist us from there? help us navigate through the building?”

“(Y/N) idk, you’re asking me to approve and agree to your rebellious non existing plan”

“please hoseok, i need you to trust us too. we know what we’re doing.”

a sigh could be heard from hoseoks end of the line

you were crossing your fingers, hoping you convinced him

“ughhh, fine!”

you told him the address you were heading towards

hoseok quickly got hold of a few security cameras in the building by hacking, but there weren’t many, letting him believe there were none wherever they were holding taehyung

that is if they even were holding him

it was better than nothing however

yoongi soon parked the car near the location and you two got out of the car, walking over to the trunk

you picked up earpieces that were connected to hoseok for the both of you

yoongi grabbed a few weapons for himself as well, throwing some extra ammo your way

hoseok then guided you to a back entrance, where you once again had to pick a lock to get in

thankfully you still had a few bobby pins keeping your hair in place (+ the strong hair ties taehyung bought you)

the first room you got in was empty, thankfully, making it easier for you and yoongi to advance

the two of you sneakily killed a few guards patrolling the hallways

although you noticed yoongi wasn’t too keen on teamwork, rather working independently

and he seemed to be expecting the same from you, which was fine tbh

but you couldn’t help but feel like something was missing

it was nice to have someone there to support you

to know your partner 100% had your back

you had no doubts yoongi wouldn’t let anything happen to you

but it wasn’t the same

and you knew damn well it was the man you were rescuing and his witty comments

so far it had been easy enough

the security cameras were telling hoseok exactly how many men you were going to face

the only problem was that you had no idea where they were keeping him

in your heart you knew he was close, so you kept going

you were going to search every little corner if you had to

“-maybe they’re keeping hostages in the basement? that would make sense right? there are two guards near what seems like an entrance to the basement, there are no cameras there however”

“lead us there”

howevER

before hoseok or anyone could say anything

loud ass gunshots could be heard from a distance away, but somewhere inside the building

you and yoongi stopped dead, trying to listen to where it was coming from

“hoseok, what is that?”

“ummm i don’t know it’s coming from an area with no cameras”

you and yoongi looked at each other

“he’s getting awa-”

you both broke into a sprint towards the shouting

“i think it’s coming from where i thought the entrance to the basement is” hoseok guided through the earpiece

at this point you didn’t care about stealth anymore

if people were already shooting around then why shouldn’t you too?

you quickly made it to the basement door and yoongi kicked the door in

you ran in first, when a small group of men could be heard coming from where you had just came from

“go” yoongi looks at you and closed the door behind him, leaving you alone to the basement area

“hoseok, it’s dark can you hack some lights on for me?” you asked through the earpiece

but shit

he didn’t reply to you

“hoseok?”

once you were sure he wasn’t hearing you, you cursed under your breath and started navigating in the slight darkness

damn basements and weak signals

then you heard a couple more gunshots coming from further down the hallway

you quickened your pace and ran towards the ruckus, your handgun pointing in front of you

more gunshots and a few japanese men shouting could be heard

you were getting closer

until finally you turned a corner to a hallway with lights on

and before you could even comprehend what’s happening

you were standing in front of at least six dead enemy bodies

and as you moved your eyes from the ground to see what had killed them

your eyes landed on a man

a man that was staring at you

with a very familiar glint in his eyes

and a smirk on his face

“didn’t i ask not to send you?” he playfully teased

but you were already running towards him

and you jumped into his arms, your body shaking

“i guess i should’ve known your stubborn ass wouldn’t listen to what i had to say” he chuckled and wrapped his arms around your smaller figure

he had been gone for less than a day and to you it already felt like an eternity

you pulled away from him

looked at him in the face

then

punched him in the shoulder

“AH WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR”

“WHY WOULD YOU GET KIDNAPPED LIKE THAT I WAS WORRIED SICK”

“well it’s not like i had a say in it, ‘oh hey could you not kidnap me rn, (Y/N) will get really worried oH WAIT YOU SHOULD TOTALLY TRY KIDNAPPING OUR NEW BOSS NAMJOON!’”

“okAYYYYY let’s get the frick out of here first and argue later”

you grabbed his hand and started guiding him out of the building

at this point you had noticed it had became really quiet all of a sudden

and then you remembered yoongi was all alone oops

you opened the basement door

and you felt weirdly comforted by the fact that you and taehyung had to step over several dead enemy bodies (bc that should be a sign yoongi is ok right?)

“took you long enough”

“hey hyung! i was doing fine on my own you shouldn’t have came”

“oh please with your sense of direction you would have ended up running around in circles” you point out

taehyung glared at you

once you turned a corner

and saw the ocean of dead bodies

you look at yoongi not knowing if you should be terrified or impressed

“what? the kept coming and coming it’s not like i was going to spare them”

“did you like murder a whole gang?”

“nah they have another base somewhere, more men are on their way” yoongi explaind all chill

“then let’s get the fuck out? :)”

and as you made your way back to the vehicle

you didn’t even care you hadn’t let go of taehyungs hand ever since you grabbed it

…

when you got back to the apartment building

everyone was screaming at you and yoongi

like expected tbh

“YOU TWO FUCKEN RATS- oh hey taehyung yOU TWO ARE IN DEEP TROUBLE”

“chill, taehyungs here and no one died- except for a ton of enemies but WE are fine so that’s all that matters, right? :)”

“nOT EXActly do you even REALIZE what consequences arE???”

“whatever we did, there would have been consequences. there was no easy way to this” yoongi reasoned

“yES but we could have lessened the consequences if you tWO WOULD have let us tHINK FIR-”

“we had limited time there was no time for thinking”

“don’T YOU FUCKEN INTERRUPT ME LIKE THAT MIN YOONGI I AM YOUR HYUNG”

as seokjin and yoongi continued arguing

you felt taehyung tug at your hand

he dragged you behind him all the way to his apartment, smoothly escaping the scenario

the second he had you inside his apartment

he slammed the door shut, pushing your body against it and trapping you with his body

!!!

your heart leaped into your throat

he leaned in to whisper into your ear, his breath making goose bumps form on your skin

“i thought it was so fucking hot how you completely ignored the rules for my sake”

you sucked in a quick breath

“you figured out my location so fast you’re so smart”

you felt his lips brush against your ear when he whispered the last part

“such a clever girl, (Y/N)” he basically moaned against your ear

when it became clear to taehyung that you weren’t going to push him away, he cheekily planted a kiss on your neck, just below your ear

you gasped, your heartbeat picking up incredible speed

you felt him smile against your skin at your reaction

he started planting even more gentle kisses along your neck, all the while inching closer to your mouth

once he reached the corner of your mouth

he pulled away slightly

he started at you in the eyes with such admiration it made you weak in the knees

“i’d do it all again” you whispered

his lips smashed into yours

you let out a moan into his mouth when his hands found their way to your waist, his fingertips gently pushing into your skin as he kissed you heatedly

your hands snaked around his neck, pulling him as close to you as possible

after a while, you pulled back to breath

taehyung rested his forehead against yours

“we need a new knocking code” you smirked at him

he laughed and pecked your forehead

“that’s the first thing you say to me after i’ve kissed you?”

“what? they obviously stole it. it would be really unfortunate if i shot you now”

taehyung wasted no time to connect your lips again

he lifted you up from the ground and you wrapped your legs around his waist

he carried you to his couch, laid you down on it and carefully climbed on top of you

his face hovered inches from yours, his eyes already staring at your slightly swollen lips

“yeah. can’t have my girlfriend shoot me, can i?”

…

it turned out taehyungs kidnappers were from the very same gang that had killed mr. kim

“they were like amateurs, they didn’t even realize i had heard them speak about their secret shit” taehyung had said

everyone that didn’t already know had asked you how you found taehyung and what actually happened in there

you had explained everything, remembering to point out how much of a help hoseok and yoongi were to you

then on his turn, taehyung had explained how he had broken free from the chamber they were holding him in

apparently he had forgotten the same bobby pin he picked your lock with into his pocket

and since it was so small the enemies never found it when they stripped him off weapons

talk about the importance of bobby pins

he picked the lock on the door and sneaked behind an unsuspecting guard, taking his handgun and moving forward

until you had found him of course

namjoon had thanked you for bringing taehyung back, but scolded you for acting on your own and told you to never do it again

you had gotten off with a warning and promised to try and not do it again

everyone immediately started a plan against the rest of that gang

this time, you actually let namjoon and the rest take over thinking a proper plan on how to take them down

they had even made intentional eye contact with you and yoongi when mentioning “it is extremely vital for us to think of a proper plan before we act. even if they might be amateurs, we better be safe than sorry”

taehyung had smirked and turned to look at you sitting next to him

and you might have felt his hand creep up your thigh under the table but tHIS WAS A SERIOUS BUSINESS MEETING NO FUNNY BUSINESS so you had pushed his hand away

but continued where you left off immediately after the meeting

namjoon was also glad to announce the gang was taking new trainees

they had a few potential candidates to join

and as for the training program

he made eye contact with you and taehyung

“i thought it would be a good idea to have (Y/N) and taehyung as mentors, since they represent great team work and their reputation as the dream team has been growing on the streets”

you two turned to look at each other, smirking

everyone in the table had agreed

including you and taehyung

and just like in the first meeting as a gang

when it was proposed you and taehyung would work together more

you shook your hands

“yes, sir”

who would have thought

that not so long ago you were a trainee yourself, hoping to make it to the gang

looking up to the mentors and admiring them for their skills and the reputations they had gained

and now

you were here

sitting in a meeting with your also very skilled boyfriend

being a gang member and all

waiting to start the training program

but this time

as one of the mentors

-end-

AN: sorry for the long wait! i’ve been quite busy but i managed to finally finish this and i’m so happy ~ hope you enjoyed! :)