#jimin scenerio

[namjoonscoffeeshop]

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Karmic Soulmates |JJK

✧ Pairing: Jungkook x reader

✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content

✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract

✧ synopsis; you run a cafe, live in a quiet city. you're life is normal just as everyone else, but not everyone seems to be who they seem. what do you do when your soulmate appears again and pulls you back into the world you had been running from for six years.

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[sickiebabytae]

If your requests are still open and if you have time, can I request a scenerio where a member eats something way too late at night (like ramen or something) and wakes up in the morning really nauseous? My brain is screaming either Jungkook or Namjoon but I’ll leave the sickie up to you! ❤️ thanks in advance!! I love your writing

thank you so much for the request, anon!! I'm so so sorry it's taken me literally forever to get to this, and that I kind of derailed a bit when it came to the original plot 😭😭 I hope this is still to your liking!

sickie: jungkook

caretaker: namjoon

word count: 2125

jungkook knows this will be a bad idea the moment he sets out the (six) ramen cups neatly on the table, but rational thinking isn't really in his ballpark right now. he's been feeling stressed out from their tour lately, and feels as if he hasn't been performing as well as he should be, so he thinks he needs a good stress-eating session to get his mind off of things. 

but as jungkook takes a step back and looks at the ramen cups laid out, he can't help but laugh to himself. "this is so stupid." he murmurs, pulling out his phone. this is something he thinks army might enjoy. plus, he's been trying to be more active on Twitter recently. he captions the photo with something funny and his hashtag before setting his phone down and beginning.

just as he finishes getting through the first cup and a half, lips already zinging with spice, he feels his phone vibrate against the table. he picks it up and sees it's a message from namjoon.

rapmon hyung: jungkook what the hell are you doing

rapmon hyung: I saw your post -_-

jungkook feels a sheepish smile spread across his face.

jungkook: … I'm eating my emotions

jungkook: :D

rapmon hyung: good god jungkook

rapmon hyung: this screams bad idea, you know

rapmon hyung: your stomach is going to hate you tomorrow :/

jungkook: ill be fine hyung dw

jungkook: we've got a off day tomorrow anyways, it'll be fine

rapmon hyung: you know jimin wants to go sightseeing tomorrow

jungkook: yeah, I know, I'll be okay for it :)

jungkook: please don't worry hyung, it cant turn out THAT bad

jungkook can practically hear namjoon sighing from his hotel room a few doors down

rapmon hyung: okay fine

rapmon hyung: I trust you

rapmon hyung: but don't say i didn't warn you

jungkook: ay ay captain

with that, jungkook returns to his food.

this was definitely a bad idea, jungkook thinks to himself when he's all done. well, mostly done. by the last two he couldn't bring himself to finish off the soup at the bottom. his stomach is already bloated and full beyond belief.

he decides to make light of the situation and posts an update to twitter with one photo of the (nearly) empty ramen cups and one selfie of him looking, very rightly, in pain. his lips feel swollen and his nose won't stop running and itching from the spice, eyes watery too. he throws all the cups away and shuffles into the bathroom, washing his face down and stifling a burp into his hand. he shudders and sighs. "you idiot, jungkook," the singer whispers to himself, voice thick. he pushes himself back out to his room and gets into bed. maybe lying down will help him digest, he thinks, all lessons he's ever learned in his entire life failing to come to him as his eyes start drooping closed. he feels like he's going to be sick already and he doesn't like it. maybe he'll just… rest his eyes for a moment. let the world fall silent around him. yeah, yeah that's what he'll do. 

against his will, jungkook begins to fall asleep, and he drifts off before he's even able to stop himself.

jungkook wakes up in the middle of the night, sweaty and stomach cramping. he winces and sits up instantly. "oh god- fuck-" he swings his legs over the side of the bed, but that alone forces stomach acid up that burns his throat as he burps. he places a hand over his mouth and cringes, swallowing. "shit-" he freezes in place with no idea what to do. how did this happen? he feels so much worse than when he did when he-

he fell asleep. a groan leaves his lips. he just had to have fallen asleep. his stomach is killing him, bubbling and churning. he thinks he's going to throw up. 

moving slowly, he shuffles to the table and grabs his phone. more stomach acid burns up his throat, swallowing again. he goes to text namjoon since he seemed to be the only one who was caught up with his shenanigans the night before and sees that he missed a message right before he fell asleep.

rapmon hyung: jungkook you look terrible-

rapmon hyung: did you really eat all of that??

jungkook sighs before reluctantly sending a text of his own, deciding to ignore namjoon's. he only hopes that namjoon is either still awake or won't wake up from the message notification. he just wants someone to know what's happening

jungkook: I feel sick

jungkook: really sick

jungkook: I'm really sorry :( 

jungkook shuffles back to bed and sits down, not wanting to lay back in case it makes whatever acid reflux is going on worse. he jolts with a hiccup and grimaces, untucking his shirt from the jeans he'd forgotten to change out of that keep digging into his stomach. he slips his hand in between the hemline and his abdomen to give it some leeway, sighing when it provides the slightest bit of relief. he knows he should get up and change, but he doesn't want to risk it. he feels like the tiniest movement will set his stomach off.

his phone vibrates in his other hand to jungkook's surprise and he lifts it to look at the screen to see namjoon having responded to his message.

rapmon hyung: god kid I told u

rapmon hyung: hold on

rapmon hyung: I'm coming over

jungkook's eyes widen, mortified already. namjoon cant come, he knows he looks a mess.

jungkook: no no no-

jungkook: hyung it's fine really

jungkook: I just felt like someone should know

jungkook: hyung-

as jungkook types out his next text, he hears knocking at the door followed by a hushed, "jungkook? are you in there?"

jungkook suppresses a groan and slowly pushes himself to stand, stifling a low whimper when his stomach churns in protest. he makes his way to the door, unable to straighten properly from just how full and in pain he is, and opens it with cheeks flushed with both shame and the beginnings of what might be a fever. jungkook doesn't know at this point. "hey, hyung." he murmurs. he can't bring himself to meet namjoon's eyes.

he hears the leader sigh and make his way in, warm hands coming to rest by jungkook's sides. "you idiot, come on. let's go back to bed. I'll grab you some clothes."

jungkook manages a few short nods, trudging his way back to bed and laying down in a curled up position, fighting back a grimace and laying his hand back over his stomach. he can vaguely make out namjoon shuffling around the room, grumbling under his breath. probably something to do with jungkook's clothing organization. or lack thereof; jungkook has always had a bit of an unorthodox way of storing his clothes while on tour. it's just how his brain works, okay?

still keeping his gaze averted, jungkook feels the bed dip next to him. he allows himself the smallest of glances and notices the clothes on namjoon's lap. jungkook can't help but smile; those are some of his favorite pyjamas to wear on hard days. he didn't know that namjoon had picked up on it.

"arms up." namjoon orders gently. jungkook reluctantly complies. he can't help but blush when namjoon pulls his soiled, sweaty shirt off, feeling embarrassed that namjoon has to deal with this. to top it off, jungkook shivers when the air conditioning hitting him, realizing belatedly that his bloated stomach is now on display and painfully obvious. jungkook finds himself wrapping his arms around it as quickly as possible and curling in on himself. 

namjoon sighs. "jungkook-ah, look at me please." 

jungkook shakes his head stubbornly. but before he knows it, namjoon's hand comes up to his cheek and tilts his head up, their eyes meeting. jungkook finally clocks just how welled up with tears his are, and he can see it when namjoon clocks it, too. "jungkook, are you crying??"

at that, jungkook feels his bottom lip quiver. a sob bubbles up out of him, unexpectedly. "fuck, I'm sorry-" he tries to look away again, but namjoon doesn't let up. 

"hey hey, no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make it sound like such a big deal I just-" namjoon sighs again. "you're feeling really sick, huh?"

jungkook manages a pathetic nod. another sob. 

namjoon gives a nod back. "okay, that's okay." he says; it sounds like he's talking more to himself than jungkook, but the maknae is too caught up in his self pity to notice it all that much. "we can get through this, not the first time one of us has gotten knocked down."

"but… the sightseeing… the others-"

"will understand if you can't make it tomorrow." namjoon promises with a gentle smile. "now let's finish getting you changed so you don't get more sick from the cold hitting you." 

it's been an hour and jungkook has yet to fall asleep. namjoon lays next to him, having already drifted off a while ago, snoring away without a care in the world. jungkook is extremely jealous. his stomach is still gurgling and churning and it doesn't seem to want to provide him with any relief any time soon.

slowly, carefully, jungkook pushes himself up into a sitting position, afraid that he might choke on the productive burps that keep crawling up his throat. he worries at his fingers. his breathing feels short and heavy and jungkook swears under his breath. he hates this. he hates being sick. arguably more than anything in the world. he hates feeling so gross and out of control and-

great, he's crying again. jungkook shoves his head into his hands and tries not to make too much sound. this is all his fault, and he knows it, and that makes the whole situation so much worse somehow; this disaster is a product of his own making.

jungkook's head continues to swim and swirl with thoughts, and before he knows it, something heavy rushes up his throat. his mouth waters dangerously, a sour feeling coating the back of his tongue and weighing it down. he's definitely going to throw up. he feels it coming on, and fast.

throwing the sheets off himself as quickly as he can, jungkook hurries to the bathroom and shuts the door behind him, hand clamped over his mouth. he crouches in front of the toilet with a few heavy pants, white-knuckling the sides of the bowl. the first wave of vomit comes out of him with a guttural gag before jungkook can even fully process that it's happened. and then another wave comes out. and then another. and then he's rolling; more specifically, his stomach is rolling. agonizingly so. 

jungkook tries his hardest to be quiet. he really, really does. but it's difficult to do so when each round of puke rips his breath from his chest and burns the way up his throat, eliciting involuntarily whimpers and groans and pants.

he feels a warm hand on his back before he registers the fact that someone has joined him in the bathroom; namjoon. jungkook can't help but give a choked sob. "i-i'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you, I-"

"shh," namjoon hushes. "it's okay. just get everything up, it'll help you feel better."

namjoon's calm, deep voice helps some of the tension leave jungkook's muscles, but they quickly seize up again when he has to throw up once more.

after another five minutes or so go by, the last few filled with nothing but weak, unproductive gags and pants as jungkook tries to regain his breath, namjoon decides to make the executive decision that jungkook is done. the leader reaches over to flush the toilet and helps jungkook to his feet. "come on, let's wash out your mouth and go to bed."

jungkook gives a weak moan but lets himself be dragged to the sink, pliable. now that his stomach is left with nothing more than a dull ache, and waves of relief continually washing over him from the nausea finally being gone, jungkook is tired. so, so tired. he barely feels it as namjoon guides him through washing out his mouth and leading him back to bed, helping jungkook sit on the edge as namjoon shuffles off to grab a new shirt, jungkook having soiled the one he'd changed into from sweat. 

the boy is practically already out cold by the time he's been changed and tucked in. the last thing he registers is a gentle touch brushing back his hair and the familiar voice of his leader whispering for him to "sleep well, jungkookie."

[cakejerry]

I don't like the stereotypical objectification that comes with omegaverse but I love the opportunity it presents for exploration of gender roles and sexuality (rarely utilized by fuckass jikookers that just want to see jungkook fuck jimins slick boypussy). And following from that I do fall in the category of people that sees jimin as an omega, but a fiesty little one that fights back opression, fights for equality and takes no shit from alphas. And absolutely doms the shit out of alpha pup jungkook. And the only scenerio I want to see alpha jimin in is the one where he lets his guard down slowly under the insistence of omega jungkook who fucks him silly

Do you like omegaverse? Jm obvs is alpha

Well.... No

[littlepurplethings]

Brat

A cold ass vs a warm batling. 

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genre: fluff

pairing: Yoongi x Jimin

word count: 426

Yoongi kept ignoring Jimin all the time because he didn’t want anyone around himself and sought for his alone time mostly, but he was aware of how stubborn Jimin was. The more Yoongi ran away, the more Jimin tried to hang with him 

despite Yoongi kept saying “bugs off!” to him whenever Jimin clung onto Yoongi. After a while, Yoongi got used to Jimin’s irreplaceable presence, but never spoke of it, and he started to feel awkward when Jimin was not around. Yoongi even texted him “Yo brat, get yo ass here,” once, which was not usual for him. But he kept treating him like a cold ass yet he grinned vaguely at Jimin’s winsome behaves. 

That was another usual day for Yoongi that he locked himself in his studio as working on his new produced songs when Jimin kept knocking on his studio’s door. Yoongi kept ignoring him and didn’t even dare to answer him and just acted as if he wasn't there. But Jimin knew he was making music so, just like a stubborn little kid, he refused to give up against him and decided to attack him on every way that he could as knocking on the door, calling him and texting at the same time.

But Jimin was prepared for this and bought chicken nuggets on his way to the company. He was grinning like an idiot as him knowing it was Yoongi’s favorite snack. And it worked as planned. Yoongi sighed softly reading the message that Jimin saying he bought his preferable junk food, he whined in silence then stood up as making the chair rolled away from him and unlocked the door before taking his steps quickly towards the chair, pulling back to its previous standing and plopped on it before Jimin made his way to the studio. 

He set the pack on the table and leaned on it next to Yoongi as waiting for him to catch Jimin’s eyes. But Yoongi acted as if no one was there staring at him, he didn’t even bother and kept working on his notes. 

“Nee, hyung..” Jimin pulled sleeve of Yoongi to draw his attention. “Why are you ignoring me?" he pouted like a small child and pursed his lips together before pulling his sleeve one more time. “Hyungie..” he whined craving for attention and Jimin held Yoongi’s hand and Yoongi didn’t pull back although he didn’t like to be touched. Nothing more happened in that day but Yoongi remembered some feeling that he had not had since his mother’s decease. 

[sinnertae]

->Dad!BTS

☆-NEW

The gifs i use as banners for dad!bts are from @/jung-koook

Deaf child [MYG]

His daughter dates an older boy [JJK]

His daughter wants to marry JK [KTH]

Someone called his daughter ugly [MYG]

His picky eater son [KNJ]

His baby's first birthday [PJM]

His daughter likes girls [JJK]

Time for another Kim [KTH]

Breastfeeding [JHS]

Dating thing [KSJ]

Perfect Imperfections [KTH]

Ghost of you [PJM] ☆

Park's Era [PJM] ☆

->THE TIGER OF DAEGU

Meeting for the first time

Long time no see

You can trust me

Fake wife

Payback

You are jealous

Period

Unavailable pt1

Regert pt2☆

~~wife series~~

And you said yes?

Innocent wife

Proud father of three

The rival threated his wife

I will always choose you

Bachelor Party

Tiger's Dynasty ☆

~~Bonus~~

Mafia!Alpha!Taehyung - Unfair Punishment

Hubby

⚡️

Party

Prison

->MR RIOT

Mr. Riot

I found you

Gentleness

Tongues ☆

A T E E Z M A S T E R L I S T

[taehoneycheeks]

I am not crying, I promise. This was so cute 😍😍 'Till the end' the perfect name according to me! And I am going to agree with @softbobamilktae. Nani, you made me fall in love with the rain. Your descriptions are so beautifully gentle, so easy to understand yet so intricate ❤. I am in love with it!

Ad Finem

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{Latin} Meaning: 《"to/till the end"》

Pairing: Jimin x OC

Genre: Fluff… just lots of fluff :(

Warnings: Jimin's thinkin a bit suggestively a few times... the flirt he is XD but it isn't anything big. The fluff is a bit all over the place so I thought that should be a warning..

Word Count: 2.1 k (I just... don't even know how-)

Summary: It’s a late night and Mira is thinking about how much has happened after Jimin came into her life. They were supposed to fall asleep but they started talking about growing older together.

A/N: I have included some possibly cringey and cliché stuff so I hope it’s okay to read through! 😅 Enjoy it!

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Night. Mira used to know that time of day a little differently. She would come back to the lonely place she called her abode and went to bed with thoughts of struggles.

The city went to sleep hours before her, the silent buzz of passing cars coming to a halt eventually. The sky seemed to pick up the quietude, spilling tears of its own and crying out thunder whenever it didn't have someone mesmerized in its beauty. The streets deserted till the morning, except for a few passing strangers and partygoers.

She seemed to have left that idea of the nighttime to the past now, however. Now she came home to a warm smile, and a boy that reminded her to look at the beautiful side of the city.

The way the passing cars formed a cacophony that could lull her to sleep. The rain that came pouring down allowing her to feel cool on the outside, warm and comforted on the inside. Even the streets weren't deserted. They were filled with the stories of everyone that walked their paths and the faint sound of music the stores played.

...

Mira met Jimin about 3 years ago. Right around the time it was Easter. Every time she thought of how cliché of a meeting it was, she shook her head.

Jimin had apparently seen her searching around with a little kid for a lost cat and admired the way she both kept the kid calm and found the animal before it leaped into a deep pond. He'd came up to her just a few minutes later and asked if he could take her out for a coffee saying her "heroic act deserved some sort of treat."

The little kid turned out to be his little cousin. He'd dragged Jimin over for the Easter egg hunt, but they never got there in time because of the missing cat incident.

Mira gave him her number after a few minutes of declining his offer and told him she'd be free the next weekend. And that's when they met up. And they kept meeting up together till one day - around the 15th date - he asked her to be his girlfriend. She'd agreed, because she knew something was different about him.

See, Jimin was really like any other boy. He had dreams and passions of his own. A family he cherished and friends to fool around with. He was a happy boy that seemed to bring his joy everywhere with him and spread it like wildfire. But what she saw in him was his compassion.

Mira found out through him that he wasn't really one to tell people of his sufferings and troubles. Jimin had always been the one to bring happiness to the sad. He didn't have the heart to share the sadness as easily as he was willing to share his happiness.

So it had been a shock to him, surprisingly, when he spent an evening - about a year into their relationship - talking to her about how hard it was. How hard it was to always have a smile. How hard it was to push aside his true feelings and pretend. Make real feelings come to life from his fake exterior.

It also came as a shock to him when Mira reached a hand across his back and brought him into her embrace. He'd always thought that the first thing someone would've done if he'd confessed was judge his emotions. He wasn't sure how to express them, a result of bottling up half of his feelings and left inside him to swell until he burst that day in front of her.

It was the way that Jimin looked at her next that made her realize. That he really was the one. The one that had managed to break into the stress-filled mind of hers and separated her from her busy life. He was the one that held her hand when it got cold and she was seeking the warmth of another, even if he always complained how her hand was just as big as his. He was the one that managed to steal her heart by becoming the sweetest boy she'd ever met, even if he was the most stubborn one as well. But she guessed that he was that way, because he wanted to be.

Jimin didn't know how to gather the words to tell her how much she meant to him, either. Everyday that passed just seemed like a proving point. A proving point that she was also the one for him. He loved the way she would react to the smallest details with her nose buried in a book. He found it absolutely hilarious that she wouldn't have his help even if he was the tiniest bit taller than her. He seemed to find joy in that, their height difference. Maybe because he'd always been the smallest one, no matter his age, and to have found a person that was although-not-much-smaller-but-enough-for-him and much more stubborn was truly the highlight of his life.

…

That way, almost 3 years have passed since the two of them met. They'd fallen into a rhythm and learned how to live with each other.

They'd moved in together just a few months before. Jimin had looked like he wanted to run back home with the way he’d been shivering. He'd asked in such a cute way, too. So Mira didn't really find a reason to reject him.

"Mira... I've been meaning to ask you something."

She'd noticed the way he'd been clutching at his stomach as he stood before her those few months ago. "What is it?"

Jimin had to collect his breath and his thoughts. He couldn't take the pressure building within himself and decided to ask her straight out. He knew that even if she declined at the moment, it wasn't a big deal. He would've waited as long as it took. Even if it never happened he wouldn't have loved her any less."Will you move in with me, Mira? I know... I know that this is really random, but I've been thinking and... I felt like it's the right time to."

Mira had put the book she’d been focused on away and shifted her glance onto him. Of course she would've accepted right then and there, but the nervous boy kept talking, looking down at his hands.

"And it's completely fine if you don't feel the same way yet! I know that it's a big step considering I don't live too close to here. And if you've gotten used to this place, then it would feel weird there for a while. Or if you agreed, I could also come here! There's both options... And we can't forget the..."

Mira slipped out of her spot on the couch and walked towards him. Jimin was blabbering now. He'd always done that when he was trying to explain himself, the thoughtful boy he was. He must've noticed her not sitting in her spot because he stopped talking and looked her way. She knelt down before him and placed both of her hands on his.

"Jimin... I would love to come and move in with you. I've been playing around with the idea myself for a while now, wondering what could happen." Her eyes were captured by his as he stared intently. He seemed to latch onto every word she was saying. "But I know that it's not going to be anything bad."

Jimin felt his heart beating at a much faster pace. He wanted to hear these words so much, even though he expected there to only be a small chance of them. He grabbed her hands firmly and leaned forward to press a kiss to her forehead.

"Besides, the only bad scenario I can think of consisting of you and me living in the same house is the way we might not get out of that bed of yours." Jimin seemed to love the sound of that. She could feel the way the corners of his mouth curled into a smirk against her forehead. "Don't get any weird thoughts, Min. We'd stay cuddling through the whole weekend, and complain bright and early when work calls."

Jimin pulled back, and at that moment, Mira realized yet again that he was the one. He'd flashed one of his big, goofy grins, all of his teeth on show. His eyes disappeared underneath the crinkles surrounding them and she felt her heart skip a beat. He truly was - and looked like - an angel. 

"Well then, we will be having a moving in day for you soon!"

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Night. Mira was laying on Jimin's - or her’s as she could say now that the two of them were sharing - bed and pressing thick, brown locks of hair softly between her fingers. Jimin had his eyes closed next to her, humming a tune.

It had been a pretty quiet day and the two of them enjoyed it in silence. No work, no stress, and best of all, no need to tell each other that they just wanted to cuddle and stay in each other's presence. Mira had just gotten around to rest in bed, and it was now way past midnight. The movie she'd chosen to watch turned out to be longer than she thought.

"You know what's been on my mind?" Jimin opened his eyes and gazed at her softly. He looked as if he'd been thinking about something again.

Mira had a smile glued to her face as she stared back at him. "What is it?" She removed her hand from his hair and placed it over his waist, moving closer to him. She'd been feeling giddy lately. For no particular reason.

Jimin's lips pressed into a small smile as he put his hand against her back and starting rubbing gently. If the two of them weren't talking, the motion would've been enough to help her go to sleep. "I've been thinking about us. Well... when we're older. Much older."

Or maybe that reason was him. Mira felt her hand automatically going to shield the place above her heart before it jumped out. "Ugh, such a sweet thought. I can't..."

Jimin rolled his eyes and put his hand over her own. "I mean, there's so much to look forward to!"

Mira could see him getting excited over something like this. The thought of being with him when they were "much older" made her heart leap. It would've been a lie if she said she didn't think about him in her future as well. How she wanted to be there for him everyday. Get married one day and choose to have kids. 'Only 1 though.' She'd told him. 'Well that depends on the kid wanting siblings, hm? We'll see when we get there.' He'd raised his eyebrow at that and smirked. Of course, he would. Royal flirt, he is. And finally, growing old together.

"I've been thinking about the kind of place we'd want to live together in. If we are going to be with each other for that long, we need to get out of this small apartment." Jimin continued. He'd held some of his fingers up as if to count all of the possible plans he had going into this.

"Well, I thought of how the house could still be small. But with a beautiful exterior. We'd have plants and some pets hopefully. We've both been wanting to get a cat anyways. A pretty little garden bed for my own experiments. Maybe a swing for you and the kids-." Mira blushed thinking about the kids. It's too early for that...

But Jimin seemed to catch on. "Agh, the kids, huh? Plural, too! You've been thinking about more than our future home, haven't you?" He brought his head towards hers and bonked it with a grin. "Well, I love those ideas, too. They sound so magical."

"Mhm." Mira were smiling enough for her to jaw hurt. But she didn't care. Hearing these words could never bring her sadness. Just hope. And joy. She pressed her face against his chest and heard him stop for a few seconds.

"Are you tired, baby?" Jimin found his free hand caressing her cheek, his other one keeping her against him. He pressed a kiss to her eye and pulled up the covers. "We can add more plans later. We have all the time in the world to grow old together anyways."

Mira nodded against him and tilted her head up to kiss his jaw. "Till the end? Of all the time we have?"

"Till the end, Mira. I love you."

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Thank you for reading this random mess! ^-^ Until next time. ♡

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Tagging:

@softbobamilktae + @taehoneycheeks

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[jiminmochi-chimchim]

Why are they all so beautiful in this pictures!? Lol

[yoontaethings]

normal kind of love — jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

rating: explicit

COMING ON MARCH 1, 2021

you’re one half of hollywood’s on-screen it couple. the greatest chemistry known on-screen with the one and only, jeon jungkook, the bane of your existence.

p r e v i e w

There was no way.

There was no way in hell they were pairing you up with him. Again.

You were confirmed to be cast as the female lead in the movie before any other characters were casted. They should have chosen a different male lead for this romance film. Heck, even Kim Taehyung received an offer for the role, and you were certain he planned to take it. Unfortunately for you, even if Taehyung wanted the role, he couldn’t accept it because of scheduling conflict with another film he’s already working on.

Jeon Jungkook, an actor you starred alongside in “Dangerous Illusion”, was just confirmed as the male lead of your upcoming movie “Chosen for Pleasure”. The same man who seemed to make it his life goal to ruin you. After Jungkook was confirmed to play the male lead in your upcoming movie, fans on Twitter have been blowing up about it and made you two a trending topic worldwide. Elated fans mentioned you in their tweets expressing how happy they were to see you two again together. You wish you could say you felt the same.

The previous movie you worked on was a thriller/mystery. You played the part of Jungkook's wife in the film. The film was a blockbuster hit, as a result of the well-thought storyline, yet additionally because of its leads. Fans adored the chemistry between you and Jungkook, regardless of not having a lot of romantic scenes in the film. There were a lot of fans who wanted to see you two on-screen once more, this time, in a romance focused film. Looks like their wishes were coming true.

To add insult to injury, your impending film was going to be an adult romance. It required some steamy scenes that normally didn't trouble you because you were a true professional, yet absolutely irritates you now since you need to do them with Jeon Jungkook.

[suga93hoodie]

[seokiie]

𝘉𝘛𝘚' 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮

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Namjoon

Namjoon wouldn't expect you to join him in the shower. He'd always tease you by asking you to shower with him in that low, sultry tone before laughing and walking off to the bathroom with a towel in hand. So when you actually step into the shower with him and wrap your arms around him, he'd be shocked at first.

Eventually, your hands would start to wander and he'd chuckle before turning to look at you

"We're supposed to be in here to get clean, but it seems like you want me to make another mess."

Yoongi

Yoongi considered showering a private time but if you were to go in after him he wouldn't be opposed to it. He'd offer to wash your back just so he could admire the way the water rolled down the curves of your lower body.

Things would remain relatively innocent until he just couldn't resist, grabbing a handful of your ass and squeezing with just enough pressure to make you let out a quiet moan.

"This is what you wanted when you decided to come in here, right?"

Jin

When you'd get in the shower with Jin, he'd complain about how two people being in one shower is a safety hazard, but as soon as he'd feel your body press flush against his back he'd stop talking immediately. He'd let your hands reach around his waist so you could touch his already hard cock.

"Maybe I'll let you get away with this. Just this once."

Hoseok

Hoseok would always turn down the idea of taking a shower together because, as he said, 'he wouldn't be able to control himself'. At some point, you believed he only said that because he didn't want to shower with you.

You quickly learned that wasn't the case and that you should probably take Hobi's word from now on. Especially because now he had you pressed against the shower wall, your legs wrapped around his waist as he fucked you hard and deep.

"God, I warned you didn't I? Mmh, you just don't seem to listen."

Jimin

Jimin would be so excited when you got into the shower behind him. As soon as you'd step in he'd turn around to get a full look at you and he wouldn't be able to look away. His hands would settle on your hips and he'd slowly pull you closer and closer till you could feel his length press against your abdomen.

"Look what you did to me, jagiya. Will you take responsibility?"

Jungkook

After getting into the shower with Jungkook, he'd keep his back turned to you and you wondered why.

"Kookie, you won't look at me?" You'd put your hand on his shoulder thinking you did something wrong. In reality, you hadn't done anything at all, Jungkook just wasn't sure if he could look at you, especially... like this. You'd turn him around so he was facing you and he'd struggle to keep his gaze from lowering.

"Are you... sure this is okay?"

Just to show him how okay it is, you get on your knees in front of him.

"Oh, this is definitely okay."

Taehyung

Tae would have his hands all over you as soon as you got into the shower with him. He'd pull you under the water and kiss your forehead while holding you close. Then he'd kiss your lips and your cheek before making his way to your neck, loving the way you got worked up just from having him devour your neck. He'd also make sure to leave his marks on you for everyone else to see.

"Your neck looks so pretty covered in purple, but I think your thighs would look even prettier."

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[namjoonscoffeeshop]

Welcome to Namjoon's cafe, here is what we have to offer!

All stories are my original works. Do not copy or translate! Stories are available on wattpad & AO3 only!

Disclaimer: All stories have strong language & mature content :)

+ I write mature books anyone under the age of 18 should not read, my books are not for the weak of heart. I write messed up stories with messed up endings.

S e r i e s *

- Dear Namjoon (SMUT 🔞)|fluff & angst

↳ "I won't tell him" those four words made him smirk. "you won't tell him that one of his best friends has the hots for his little sister?" his breathe tickles your nose, you blush at his words making him sneer at your reaction, shaking your head.

"words" he pinches your thigh, as his hand makes it's way underneath your skirt. "No I won't tell him" you whine, you could feel yourself vulnerable with every touch, that you'd agree to anything he asked from you.

"good girl"

Main Chapters: Index

- D E E P (SMUT 🔞) | fluff, angst, best friends, fake dating, slow burn

↳ "but you guys are just fuck buddies" I speak up, making him smirk "it's called killing time, they know what they get into when they come to me"

"if you're just doing it to kill time, then do it with me"

Main chapters: index

- S N A T C H (SMUT 🔞) | gang au, angst

↳ Your father became the chief of police after he intercepted the ranks of the most influential gang. After six years of being in prison, Min yoongi escapes and has one goal in mind before he goes back into business. He's gonna get his revenge on the man who betrayed him and got him locked up. He was going to take the one thing that mattered to him the most; his daughter.

Index

read my drabbles :)

[ddaengyoonmin]

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Smut, Established Relationship; Idol!au (theres like no plot ayyy)

Warnings: Switch!Reader x Switch!Jimin, teasing, edging, cock squeezing? overstimmulation, unprotected sex, creampie, oral (female receiving) 

Word count: 1.7k

A/n: I wrote this in like 30 minutes from a random idea I had tonight cuz Jimin is so fucking sexy on stage. 😅 thank you @kingsuckjin for beta reading 💕

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Summary: Jimin was teasing you all night while performing on stage. He ends up making a deal to get the whole stage just to the two of you after the concert and everyone has left. Time to deal with the situation he’s caused due to all of his teasing.

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The blue and pink lights shining down from the ceiling onto his bare skin gave off a glow that turned him into some sort of art piece. 

His teeth dragged against your shoulder and you let out a soft breathy whimper at the chill that ran down your spine at the sensation. 

With your back pressed against the floor of the cold stage you moved your leg open just slightly opened yourself up enough for him to slip his leg between your thighs and let you grind against him. 

You did, quickly and desperately chasing the high that you’d been wanting since you’d seen him on stage that night. 

He’d made a quick job of getting you naked once you’d joined him on the stage, yet after that he’d been taking things agonizingly slowly.  Teasing you just as he had done all night on stage.  

Each hip thrust had been followed by a subtle wink or smirk your way, biting down on his lower lip as he looked you up and down from on stage.  You had felt the wetness pooling between your legs right there from where you stood in the audience. 

“Babygirl?” He spoke cutely as he brushed his nose against yours, his leg was still moving between your legs, rubbing his thigh against your clit and making it hard for your eyes to direct themselves to his face and not the back of your head. 

“Y-yes?” You stuttered out. 

“You seem tired.  Maybe we should do this another night.” He faked a concerned look.  

“Park Jimin, I swear to god.  Put your dick in me now, I’m t-tired of waiting.” You half moaned half yelled out. 

A mischievous look flashed through Jimin’s eyes.  You knew your boyfriend, it was never easy to get your way with him, he’d always tease you with what he knew you wanted until you just couldn’t handle it anymore.

Jimin pulled away from you.  

“Oh?” He now sat back on his heels, your legs wrapped around either side of his waist and your hips were inching closer to him,bucking forward into nothing and begging for his length. 

“Jimin…” You whined.

He chuckled and leaned down to plant a kiss on each of your nipples, making goosebumps prickle up all over your skin. 

“I wanna taste you first.  I wanna taste how much I’ve been driving you crazy.” He told you, moving himself down your body until his head was facing your dripping center. 

He gently pressed on each of your thighs, spreading them apart further, and then taking one hand to spread open your dripping lips. 

“Fuck baby, I love this pretty pussy so much.” He praised you. 

“Jimin!” You whined once again. 

You could feel his breath against you, it seemed like he was almost blowing on you lightly on purpose just to tease you further. 

“You need to use your words more baby, If you just say my name I don’t know what you need.  What do you want y/n?” He looked up at you sinfully from between your legs.  He knew what you wanted, he knew what you needed. 

“I need you to touch me Jimin! Make me cum,” You whined. 

“Ah,” He said as if he just now realized that was what you’d been begging for. 

He wasted no time getting rid of the space between his tongue and your clit, flicking against you quickly.  Your hands shot to the back of his head, your fingers wrapping themselves in his hair as your hips rolled up into his mouth reflexively. 

He didn’t let up his pace, continuing until you were panting and barely able to stutter out more than a “J-Ji-Ji” 

Finally the tell tale signs of your orgasm had started to show, and Jimin knew you too well.  

In the last moments right before you were going to reach the peak of your high he quickly pulled back from you, leaving you a wiggling and whimpering mess in front of him.

Your lower lip jutted out dramatically. 

“Hey!” you pouted. 

Jimin had a cheeky grin on his face, seeming pleased with himself, you wanted to smack it right off.  You crossed your arms over your chest. 

“You’ve been teasing me far too much tonight Jimin.” You growled, now sitting up and pushing him back hard.  You knew he let you push him back, his shoulders hitting the black stage floor dramatically and the blue and pink hue’s hit his face at a different angle now, he looked like an angel but acted like the devil. 

You tsk’d and crawled on top of him, he let you pin his hands up above his head as you glared down at him teasingly.

“This is exactly what you wanted isn’t it? You were pushing my buttons on purpose weren't you Jimin.” 

He smirked.  “Maybe.” 

You reached down to where your hips met his and your hand found his length, wrapping around him and giving a small squeeze.  Jimin yelped and jerked forward, biting down on his lower lip. 

“Ah fuck.”

“Jimin.  I asked you a question.” 

He looked like he was going to say something bratty again and you raised your eyebrow at him, tapping your fingers against his shaft reminding him you were in charge here now. 

“Yes!” He quickly answered, “I was trying to tease you on purpose.” 

“I know you were.” You shook your head.  “You’re lucky that you did such a good job that I can barely think about anything but fucking your cock right now.” you leaned down and whispered in his ear. “You’re going to let me ride your cock until I cum.  You can cum if you’d like but this is about me, since you were such a naughty boy you are going to do whatever it takes to get me off.” You bit down on his earlobe. 

“Mmm. Y/n.” Jimin groaned out.  “Wanna make you cum.” He was bucking his hips up into your hand, his eyes closed and his expression filled with lust, a desperate need to be inside of you. 

You knew it wasn’t much of a punishment, but you wanted him too badly, you needed him. 

You positioned the aching tip of his cock against your entrance, rubbing him back and forth against you, collecting your wetness on his tip and then running it up and down his length. 

“Y/n,” He moaned. 

“Ah and what did you just tell me about using your words.” you winked at him. 

“Y/n fuck me.” He whined, his hands moving to your hips trying to bring you down onto himself. 

You giggled softly and granted his wish, slowly taking him in until he was completely sheathed inside of you. 

Jimin tossed his head back at the feeling of your soft tight walls pressing around his cock.  You stayed there for a moment unmoving, adjusting to him.  Jimin was average length but he was big and it always seemed to need to take a second to adjust to him. 

Once you felt like you were ready you reached down and grabbed Jimin’s hands, bringing them up to your tits. 

“Play with my tits Jimin.” You moaned out, and picked up your hips slowly. 

His eyes were wide and you could tell his pupils were dilated due to his pure fucked out state.  He nodded a barely noticeable nod and took each of your nipples between his thumb and forefinger, rolling slightly. 

It was your turn to toss your head back in pleasure and you started to pick up your pace, lifting off of him and crashing back down onto him, taking breaks to keep him all the way inside of you and roll your hips around.  He seemed to particularly like that, and while this was supposed to be all about you, you couldn’t help but love the way his eyes were rolling into the back of his head.  The way his fingers were now gripping hard into the skin of your thighs as he was nearing his finish. 

You were close to yours, but not as close as he was.  Like a lightbulb just popped up over your head, a smile grew on your face as you thought of the perfect punishment for all of the teasing you’d had to endure. 

You started to roll your hips against him quickly, and you could tell by his quickened breathing and how his grip was now still and completely locked on to you that he was about to cum. 

“Cum for me Jimin baby.” You cooed and ran your fingers through his hair.  That was all it took and Jimin’s head lifted slightly off of the stage floor and his lips parted in the most erotic expression as he emptied strings of hot cum inside of your wall.  You kept up rolling against him, carrying him through the waves of his high. 

His chest was lifting up and down heavily. 

Suddenly his eyes widened as he realized, “You d-didn’t cum?” 

“Oh I will.” you smirked. 

“Y/n…” His lips formed into an ‘o’ as he realized. 

You started to ride him hard, squeezing against him purposefully as you used his overstimulated and sensitive cock to chase your own orgasm. 

“A-ah.  I-Its…” He whined in a high pitch tone, squirming underneath you. 

“Is it too much? Do you need me to stop? You know your safe word.” You told him, keeping up your stern and teasing tone but genuinely checking in on your sweet boy. 

He shook his head and bit down on his lip, his eyes squeezed tightly shut. 

“Good boy.” You praised. 

Jimin didn’t have to endure much more, your orgasm was soon crashing around you and you were collapsing down onto him. 

“Fuck.” you whispered, your head against his heaving chest. 

He let out a soft laugh that you felt vibrate against your cheek. 

“I should get the stage managers to let me have the place to myself more often.  You look beautiful in this light.  Like a painting.” He said, moving a finger to brush against the tip of your nose. 

You smiled at that, closing your eyes and feeling warm butterflies.  Cuz you’d been thinking the same about him. 

[colorsofjun]

my mom, becoming an army😼🙈

[minjoonalist]

Sweetest Crush. | JHS 18+

Pairing: Jung hoseok x Reader

Words: 4.7k

Genre: Fluff, smut

Warnings: explicit content/ language, Blessed!Hoseok. Rough play , overstimulation , light bruising, safe word, Mentions of Bother!Jungkook, sweet to savage!hoseok. (Also unedited❤️)

quote: “What would you do if your friend’s younger sibling suddenly asks you for sex?”

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Why did he agree to this?

The man had to only take one look in your adorable sparkling eyes and he immediately crumbled like a cookie.

Was this seriously okay? Taking up an offer like this from your best friend’s little sister?

He was only in town for the night away from campus-too far to make it back in time before curfew. Not wanting to be homeless for 24 hours Hoseok decided he needed a place to stay when Jungkook had suddenly told him his little sister would be willing to let him...

But, was that really such a great idea?

Hoseok wasn’t the most innocent man, but he was definitely one of morals like most.  His younger friend trusts him, assuming that the older man wouldn't dare try anything shady with her. How ever, it  probably wasn't hoseok that he needed to worry about.

It was one thing to ask for a first date or even a first kiss- but this? Jungkook. Was. going. to. kill. him. assuming he ever finds out….

He stood outside a single sized house, eyes gazing up lost into the darkening pink sky and from the corner of his eyes, something catches his attention. Standing in her doorway-the prettiest girl with her Hair straightened, a wide sunny smile, and dressed in what looked like a matching tank and shorts pyjama set.

He slowly goes over his longtime crush’s attire. finally making eye contact with her, when he gulps.

“Hoseok!” you greeted him immediately. Your body bouncing quickly down the steps from the front of your house and towards him. His eyes widen, zoning on the torturing movement under your thin shirt.

It should be illegal to let you out like this, when the hell did you grow up?

 “I'm so glad you came!” You squealed with joy.  he fumbles back, the force of you jumping onto him in a huge embrace catching him by surprise. You wrap your arms tightly around his neck and the man winces, hesitantly wrapping his arms around you in return.

Holy fuck...

Okay- It felt nice , he would admit. Your soft waist was a delicate frame that he could honestly hold for hours. Not to mention that his hands were placed directly above your round plump ass and your front was melting easily into his hard one.

“H-Hey y/n!” His light energetic voice chimes from below you and it makes you squeeze him just a bit tighter. He swallows once again, your strawberry vanilla scent pushing up his nostrils and he found himself inhaling it desperately. Meanwhile you bask shamelessly in his strong embrace.

You’ve had a crush on Jung Hoseok since you could last remember. From the first day your older brother Jungkook had introduced you to all of his best friends a couple years back, to the very day the college senior had actually shown up at your house when you offered. You and Jungkook were only a year apart so it wasn't uncommon for you hangout with some of them- hoseok just wasn't one of them.

Ironically.

Your head lifts a bit, one of your hands coming up from the hold and towards the back of his soft black curls. His body stiffens under you from the gentle gesture and you slowly slide yourself down after a second passes by. When you meet his eyes your breathe nearly catches for a bit, causing you to stare longer than you intended.

“Um- thanks for letting me stay tonight Y/n. its strange not only seeing you on facetime with Jeon.” he laughs, bringing his hand up to rub the back of his neck.  

“You’re always welcomed Hoseok. My roommate is sleeping at her boyfriend’s tonight anyways so, it would have been a little boring without someone else here” you shrug in return beaming up at him.

He returns a heart warming smile that has your stomach moving with butterflies “Then I hope I'm able to be of great company”.  

You then nod, reaching for his hand to tug it behind you and towards your house. He flinches from this and you can't help but secretly gush over how big they are. They were warm, completely engulfing yours. The veins running up his arms and under his watch, turning you on in a completely new way.

Maybe you had an undiscovered hand kink...

Leading him into your house, you watch silently as the tall male looks over the decor. It was a simple design, a basic setting of a living room with little personals- pictures of you and some other girl. He nods in satisfaction, of how cute it was and you blush a little, taking in your own view of him.

You first looked at his outfit, light blue jeans, a white T-shirt, and a little gold necklace around to finish it off. His hair grew  the last time you’ve seen him and you could tell he styled it to be curled. Plump shiny cheeks, pink lips, and judging from the hug you gave him - all that dancing had certainly helped fill his body out.

You had to give it to him, the man was freaking gorgeous and it wouldn't surprise you if he probably had plenty of girls pining after him all over his campus. You bite your tongue, it's amazing how that simple thought could still make you so jealous.

“Y/n..?” hoseok waves a huge hand in front of your face. You didn't realize you had spaced off from him, while still remaining to check him out. The sunshine of a man noticed only a few seconds into complimenting your house, that you were no longer listening to him.  A smirk on his face he sees the complete lust within your eyes when you come back to reality.

“I asked where should I sleep?” he repeats.

In my bed... You want to say. Instead you lead him upstairs to the guest room. You show him around a bit, being sure to let him get settled in before you really catch up.

Time passes before you know it. It was now late at night, as the both of you laughed and cracked jokes with each other. You were completely enamored, unable to take your gaze off of him the whole time. Hoseok wasn't any better, you were absolutely beautiful and every moment the man spent trying not to get stuck in your dangerous webs, he only found himself  getting deeper.

the both of you are eating ramen with beer and watching a funny movie on your living room couch. When something funny happens in a scene, you both burst out in laughter. A sturdy hand falling abruptly onto your thigh, making you look towards the man paying you no attention.

You felt it was finally about that time to discuss an important matter, yet with Hoseok having to not mention anything about it- the situation makes you highly doubtful.

“Hoseok...have you thought about what I asked you?” you try , watching the once laughing man, set his second beer on the coffee table.

Hoseok could nearly choke.

“Uh- yeah” he replies uncertain, the beer having his judgement thrown off a bit. He knew this was coming, he just didn't know when or how he would react to it. What would you do if your friend’s younger sibling suddenly asks you for sex?

You chew silently at your bottom lip, and it draws in his attention. “I…” He thinks back to jungkook- one of his best friends since highschool, and the brother of a girl he once had a small crush on too.

On his way over- he’d been too busy thinking about how he was going to turn you down and why he should. What he never prepared himself for was, the irresistible woman that had his dick standing to attention this entire night. Your sly looks, adorable little voice, and not to mention the fact that you had the biggest wet spot on your shorts just from his presence alone- fuck how could you think he wouldn't notice?

He tries his best not to let his eyes betray him for the umpteeth time that night. Your big puppy eyes staring up at him and that’s when he makes the mistake of looking down. Your nipples were standing erect, thighs crossed and your cheeks flushed while his hand covered a good portion of your thigh.

The inner you practically jumps for joy, for the way he slowly but surely took in your turned on state. ‘Want’ dances behind his dark eyes, but you could tell something was stopping him. It's now or never.

“I think maybe it wouldn't be in the best interests, you know because of your brother-” he tries to say and you tried to listen. Key word was tried.

On impulse you strip out of your tank top half way through his speech. “Oh…”  He freezes, a pained expression passing through his face at the sight of your highly convincing breasts. His dick twitches at the sight, all moral thoughts in consideration for his friend flying out the window.

You had him where you needed him. You take an even bolder step as you move to straddle his lap and You’re shocked to be greeted with a poking hard length. the thick object sits perfectly under the thin material of your shorts, rubbing you immediately where you were most sensitive.

A  slight moan escapes your mouth and you want to move against it again. It catches both you and him off guard, when you begin pushing your wet pussy even further onto the pulsing staff. His hips bucked from the sudden friction “what are you d-doing?” he breathes out, chest rising and falling harder and harder.

this was wrong, but he couldn't seem to stop you, instead only to let his hands grip harshly at the tender flesh of your ass. “ im s-sorry- ah!...I've liked you for s-so long now . I w-wasnt thinking. “ your hips dig lower onto him and you could already feel yourself getting close. “ please hoseok...I want you to fuck me so bad. Forget about j-jungkook” you plead right before you lean to place a sweet kiss on his parted lips.

“He has nothing to do with us” you sigh pressing your head to his chest.

Hoseok groans out from how cute you sound. “ I-shit you're too tempting for me y/n...” he pushes a frustrated hand through his hair. eyes dazed in a heavy lust and guilt, because he knew what he was about to next would alter his friendship with you and jungkook forever. It's a long pause before he acts-

“ do you think you’re ready for this?” he whispers and You whimper in return when his thumb comes to rest on your bottom lip. He pushes in, your mouth immediately granting him access to sweep across your tongue before you suck on it. “I’ll take that as a yes…”He chuckled, eyes now fully trained on your eager mouth.

“You’re so bad for me baby...what should daddy do about that?” he cocks his to the side, The new term catching you by surprise. When you clearly looked at him , you could now notice all traces of hesitation gone from him- it was like a switch was flipped. Your eyes widen up at him “ want me to taste you?  fill you with my dick? Hmm” he pulls out his thumb to push it back in again “I can fuck you right here -letting you ride my cock to your hearts content- tell me what you need baby girl?”  

Hoseok pulls you closer to him removing his thumb in the process only to be replaced by his mouth. He pecks yours a bit , landing the last kiss rather roughly before he's trying to pry his way in. It reminds you entirely of him - how sweet and gentle he seemed all these years until now.

You allowed his tongue to enter and he takes advantage. Hoseok explores your mouth desperately, as if he held an unquenchable thirst for your taste. A melodic sound is heard from around you, the satisfying vibration massaging your lips when you realized it was his moans. You want to hear more , your teeth pulling at his supple bottom lip ,making him groan out in pleasurable pain. You let it go, sucking on it harshly before letting it go with a pop.

You feel him palm your breast, a callous hand, slowly moving down your valley and stopping just before your shorts.

You pull away.

“ take me upstairs…” you try to catch your breath and so does hoseok. With a simple nod , the man stands with you in his arms. He walks up the familiar path , taking you into the guest bedroom that was his.

“Stand for me baby” he says as he sets you down onto the floor. You do so, watching him curiously as he strips from his own shirt and jeans. In a hurry you immediately reach for him , your lips attacking his broad chest  and you tippy toe to reach his neck.

He places both hands onto your hips squeezing and kneading them gently for you to stop. “ let daddy take care of you okay?” Is all he says, before backing you up against a wall. He pulls swiftly at your shorts, bringing them completely down your legs. His eyes slightly widening when he finds that you were indeed soaking wet within your lace underwear.

“You’ve been sitting so patiently for me suffering” he inhales, taking in your pussy’s scent just he looks up at you. “ it's only fair I reward you right baby girl?” He breathes. you could only nod in response ,because as soon as you could think of one- hoseok’s hot mouth is already on you in a flash.

He sucks relentlessly at your clit, using the wet cloth to his advantage. Your knees immediately buck under you but he holds you in place with his hands. He hums in satisfaction -pulling away for just a moment to push you onto his temporary bed. You fall landing gently onto your back and a yelp is taken out of your mouth.

You look up from your position, your weight being supported on your elbows. He hovers in front of you staring hungrily between your parted legs. You hear it before you feel it, the sound of ripping fabric that was one of your favorite underwear. “Aww.” you pout , causing hoseok to laugh out briefly.

“Im sorry, I wasn't thinking” he repeats your line deviously back towards you. His hands finding purchase on your hips once again to pull you to the edge. “Hose- ah!” you start to glare towards him just as he takes a healthy lick up your slit. Your head falls, back immediately arches from the amazing sensation and he begins to dip further into you. His tongue doing circular motions , as he slurps away greedily at your nectar “ fuck you taste sweeter than I thought you would” he praises his mouth taking kitten licks upwards you lift up further into him for more.

“Do you want more baby, hm? , tell daddy if you need more” his voice comes out huskily, sending a violent shiver down your spine.

“Yes Daddy please! Fuck please I need more” you managed to squeak. Your body withering relentlessly under him and he ends up giving just what you need. You gasp out, feeling one of his long fingers slipping all the way inside you before he adds another. “F-fuck yesss hoseok ugh!” you groan out, his rough slender fingers pumping into you generously.

Your cries fuel him, only encouraging the veiny arm to continuously pump inside you. He curves his fingers up expertly to scrape against your clenching walls, a squelching reaching both your ears from the action. He could tell you were close, his head dipping back below to suck even harder on your bundle of nerves.  a loud cry is suddenly is heard from up above. your legs pulling together, eyes rolling back and your hands reaching immediately for the soft tendrils of his hair.

Fuck you were cumming and hard. The fireworks dancing behind your closed eyes as you scream out your release into hoseok’s mouth. He holds you down, his entire mouth covering your sensitive core until you're nearly finished. “Angh…. Shit  hoessa pleah sto-hp” you mewl , hands pushing frantically at the head buried deep into your pussy.

He continues his assaults, repeatedly sucking and licking into you, with the intent of giving you another orgasm from his mouth. The overstimulation has you screaming out, you fingers continuing grip painfully onto his hair and your legs suddenly go stiff.

He pulls away.

You whimper out ,a pained sound from the lost of stimulation. His face is covered in your juices, staring back at you smugly while you lay uncomfortably awaiting his next move. Your eyes moves towards his boxers, and he follows your flustered gaze. He looks back you, stripping unashamedly to reveal the monster he’d been caging.

“Remember when you asked if i was ready? Yeah I don't know anymore” You gulp, a new fear hitting the pit of your stomach from the unexpected size of his length. He grips at it, rubbing himself as he walks closer to you on the bed and you scoot further up until you couldn't anymore. Both knees hitting the bed, he kneels from further down stroking himself steadily and the sight has you panting. his pink mushroom head oozing out precum and hoseok takes his fingers from before to mix your juices along with it.

When he feels he’s had enough, he then pulls aggressively at your ankles. Your body comes with them and you let out the cutest mix of a whimper and scream before his ears. Hoseok spreads your legs “ do you know what a safe word is baby girl?” you’re dragged by your hips even closer, making you fall entirely onto your back. You shake your head at him “ y-yes” the answer comes out small. You try to prepare yourself as best you could, letting the dominant man line himself up your wet slit. His breathing is ragged, eyes dilated, and hair disheveled “ good. Because yours is sunshine -got it  baby?” he breathes out and you close your eyes. Isn't that funny...

He frowns ,being quick to drag tip up and down - purposely rubbing past your nub each time. “ answer me Y/n? Cause if you only say stop- it wont register to me.” He was ready for you, ready to fuck you- and you had no idea how long the man had been wanting to. Hoseok watched as you tried to hold back your cute moans from him, “ yes Dad-dy I ah! Understand! Please hoseok I-I need you already-”

Hoseok sinks into you slowly and you swore your heart stops when he’s only half in. “mm fu-c-k..” you managed to whisper out the broken words  with every inch he slides in. he mentally thanks himself for eating you out first- having to not expect you being so.damn. Tight.

He groans out, your walls already clenching desperately around and he knows he’ll have to be extra careful with you. He fell forward , swallowing your loud cry in a kiss and he pulls out just enough to keep the tip in. you brace yourself, wrapping your short legs tightly around his waist and your arms around his neck. It doesn't work.

He rams back into you, his dick reaching even deeper places than anyone ever has before. No sound leaves your mouth, eyes prickling with euphoric tears from how good he felt filling up your core. He begins to pump himself in you, starting off at a comfortably slow pace  so that you could adjust and honestly- you don't think you ever could. He tries his best to keep from snapping and you could feel it. His braced arms by your head shaking , and his ragged breathes being hidden with your neck as if he was in pain.

You swallow nervously, decidedly to place your hands at the globes of his ass and telling him “Go faster Hoseok”. He does and with no hesitation, the phrase just barely leaving your mouth before he nods with a pained groan. His hips start to snap into you at a brutal pace. Pounding into you so unbelievably good- you just knew you were ruined for the next man.

Your whole body clenches , eyes rolling to the back of your head as your mouth starts to form the shape of an ’O’. Small cries turn into loud screams and you prayed over and over , that your neighbors didn't think you were being murdered.

“ so fucking tight baby. Such a g-good girl” he grunts as his thrusts become more powerful. Each one feeling as if you would split at any moment. “Hoseok do-dont st-op - shit. Fuck! I think I'm about t-to cum.” You plead , screaming out as the man fucks you like it was his purpose.

He then pulls out completely and you sigh. Your body being flipped over when you’re made to stand on your hands and knees. if you thought he was being brutal before, the man went absolute feral. He slips violently back into you , jerking your body forward, so that your face lands perfectly onto the mattress and his hands hold tightly to the back of your soft waist.

Within the fourth thrust, you cum immediately without warning. creaming around his dick so hard that you almost start to see black dots. “ such an amazing view babygirl - oh fuck-k! Did you just cum?” A firm slap lands on your tender ass- an ass he was beginning to grow very fond of. You whimper out hoarsely against the sheets, all the air in your body being used to let him know just amazing he was fucking you.

“ wanna bet I can make you cum again?” He chuckles sadistically from behind.

Your eyes widen and you shake head “want to use your safe word then baby?” He gives you another option- the quitting option and you don't budge.

He laughs again. “ amazing baby girl, just hold on for me - shit! you feel so good b-baby you’re gonna make daddy cum soon. Do you want daddy’s cum Y/n?”  His lewd words strikes unbearable heat into your core and you couldn't believe this was coming from him.

How wrong you were for thinking he would be a gentle lover. Yet you don't regret not a single moment of this. “ yes! Fuck daddy yes- please! Give me all of it” you scream out in passion as the burning bubble in your stomach starts to bill towards your inevitable orgasm.

His thrusts began to turn sloppy and you could hear the beautiful sound of his rising moans from up above you. A small smile comes comes on your face, happy to know that they are being made because of you.

You squeak out suddenly , your tired and sore hips being pushed fully into the mattress from Hoseok's aggressive thrust. At this point you’re a drooling, blurry, red- eyed mess, with his hand knotted strictly within your straight messy hair. He pounds into you growling out his release just he bites down painfully onto your shoulder.

Your body slacks and your fourth release for that night shoots throughout all of your nerves. he continues to ride it out, fucking streams of his cum into you from behind .“ fuck Hoseok! Sunshine! Fucking sunshine!” You scream out your safe word over and over un able to take another round of this. His teeth unlatches from your shoulder, the pain subsiding when he places hot kisses on top of the bruised spot.

He then slips out of you - rolling to the other side of the guest queen bed before facing you and pulling you close to him. Heavy pants heard all around the room and it took moments before they could calm. You look at his sweaty resting features , poking his shiny cheek in the process. He looks at you through a hooded glance, a wry smile appearing on his face “ you tricked me “ was all you said to him.

His once happy face turning into a now confused and amused one “ how ?” He laughs at you.

You look away for a moment “ I thought I was crushing on a sweet guy”. You mumble out the words shy- like.

He looks towards you speechless. You didn't think he was sweet.. that didn't sit well with him. “ Y/n, baby girl look at me?” He whispers. A finger comes under your chin ,making you look towards him. When you do , you instantly read his eyes. He was hurt , and it pained him to know you thought differently of him now.

“ I promise you, I'm still the sweet Hoseok you’ve known for years.”  He tries to convince you -but you didn't need convincing. Afterall he was still here wasn’t he? Cuddling you and making sure you were okay. You decided to mess with him anyway...

“Sweet guys don't rearrange your guts Hoseok...” You giggle out to the man and he cant help but giggle with you in return. “ Yeah, I guess they don't do they?” He replies to you, watching as he your facial features shift from happy to nervous and anxious.

“Baby what's wrong?” the question makes your heart race.You fidget beside him, his sturdy arms wrapped securely around you and you bite your lip contemplating your next question. “ Hoseok, what you were saying about Jungkook earlier? Is that why you didn't want to go out with me all these years?” You ask honestly and look that passes through his eyes, has your heart wrenching in embarrassment.

“Y/n…” he tries.

You sit up, your throat burning just before your vision gets blurry. “ Never mind you don't have to explain- I get you don't want to ruin your friendship with him.”  You look back down at him and guilt fills his chest when he sees the tears falling freely from from your eyes.

He shouldn't have done this...

He shouldn't have had sex with you...at least not yet. He sat up, pulling the top of your body onto his lap and you struggle to keep eye contact with him. He then scoots back a bit- leaning back comfortably on the head board and tracing small circles in your back. “ I already ruined my friendship with him. The second I saw you come out of your house and I liked the way you felt in my arms - it was over. Just like our friendship…”.

You try to move away from him. Your mind already heading to the conclusion that he simply did not want to be with you. But he holds you still in his arms as they tighten around your waist, His cheek resting on the top of your head. “ the problem now Y/n is that even If I didn't want to be with you, we don't have a friendship anymore after this” your heart skips “ so I guess what I’m trying to say is...whether Jeon approves or not. Depending on what you want to do? I want to give this a try. I’ve liked you for a while now- and I know you’ve liked me for a very long time so...”  he trails off finally and a  moment passes before he hears and feels your soft sobs.

“Baby-“ he’s taken back.

Your head snaps around , lips connecting gently with the calm collected man. It takes him a minute before he retaliates it, slipping his tongue in dominantly before his hand is gripping tightly at the base of your chin. A bright grin coming in between when he knows you’ve basically just told him yes. “ so does this mean were going out?” You ask once he pulls away from the kiss to let you breathe.

He nods eagerly towards and you squeal in delight for the second time that day. Your heart doing somersaults in your chest because you’ve finally gotten your dream crush Hoseok!

“ of course that would mean we need to actually go on our first date” he chimes in.

“Oh really? When will that be?” You turn back towards him , eyes burning with excited curiously and he runs a stress related hand through his sweaty fucked out hair before he answers.

“Depends, when do you want to tell your brother?”

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Body worship scenarios

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Namjoon

He was already in the shower by the time you came home, you could hear it running in the distance. His light singing came though the apartment, making you smile. His voice was really nice, except from the moments he turned into a crack head, breaking the vibe. He let his voice crack, or tired to reach the notes that were 100% too high for him. It just made you laugh, walking closer to the bathroom.

'Room in there for one more?' You spoke admiring the muscle on him. His shoulders were broad, his back muscular, as he turned around to look at you his muscles flexed in alarm. He wasn't expecting anyone home so soon, but you looked devine standing there in nothing but a t-shirt smiling at him. He motioned for you to join, telling you, you're more than welcome.

You weren't looking for anything sexual at all, really just wanted to save some water and admire your man's body. You let your hands trace down his front, his pecks were hard, as was his stomach muscles, but you're sure that's because he was tensing them.

'God, you're so pretty...' You whispered, unable to tear your eyes away from his chest. He wiggled his pecks, making the nipples dance. You giggled, smacking his arm.

'You think so? I dunno, it could be better no?' you gawked at him, astounded by his lack of confidence. Looking over his body fully, taking a step back you smile.

'Remember, Jungkook joined for those thighs. I can see why.' You dipped under the warm water as he tackled you into a full body hug, practically drowning the both of you in the water.

Jin

They had just finished their set, all getting back to the hotel as fast as possible. You already had a bath run for him coming in, usually he complained about his muscles aching so you did the only thing that eased him. He walked into the room as you lit the last candle, already stripping out of his clothes.

'Babe? You in here?' He shouted into the room, trying to find you. You yell a quick "in here!" letting him follow your voice to the bathroom. As he entered the room he smiled, seeing your body slipping into the bath, the water littered with fresh rose petals and candles around the room. He joined you sitting with his back towards you, this is how it usually went though, to give him a well deserved massage. You rubbed the muscles of his neck, down his shoulder blades, his spine and then his back dimples.

'You're so muscular, it's so nice.' He turned around, back hitting the other side of the tub, facing you completely, you took in his toned legs and stomach. His arms rested on either side of the bathtub, making you want to crawl over, it looked so inviting. So warm. You crawled over, leaving gentle kissed over his torso, starting just above where his dick rested, leading all the way up to his mouth. You placed one soft, chaste kiss on his lips.

'Perfect.' you whispered, settling between his legs in the water.

Yoongi

'But don't you think I would look better with it? Not so small?' he whined, looking at himself in the mirror, nothing but his boxers on. You just sighed, closing your book and walking up behind him. Wrapping your arms around his firm waist you frown, tickling his stomach lightly.

'Yoongi, if you want to do it, then do it. Who cares what she says. I would like you if you bulked up, but I also love you like this.' You assured, rubbing up and down his arms, you gave his ass a tight squeeze, making him jump and scowl at you in the mirror.

'It's not the point I'm making though.' He tutted, spinning him around to face you, you planted a light kiss to his cheek, then his nose, then his other cheek. Settling on your favourite part, his pouty lips. He kissed back happily, leading you to fall onto the bed below you. You pinched at the skin of his little belly, smiling contently.

'I love this, don't change it too soon...' You whisper, but only because you know. As soon as he bulked up, you were done for.

Hoseok

'STOP! I CALL TIME OUT!!' You squeal, running away from him and the little water gun he had in his hand. Why he was shooting you INSIDE THE HOUSE was unbeknownst to you. Running into the bathroom you stand with the shower head in your hand, smiling devilishly.

'Wow, you wouldn't.' He teased, narrowing his eyes at you. You just turned the shower to cold, blasting him for a couple seconds before turning it off. Thank god your bathroom was tile.

'Wouldn't I?' You teased, putting the shower head back. He stripped off the wet clothing quickly, gasping at how cold that really was.

'Wow...' is all that fell from your lips. With every sharp intake of air, his stomach muscles rippled, his chest heaved. His arms flexed as he rinsed his t-shirt, getting as much of the water out as possible. He just laughed, shaking his head at you.

'Will you ever stop doing that when you see me like this?' You just shook your head, walking up behind him. You wrapped your arms around his waist, trailing down to the hem of his wet boxers.

'Do you think you deserve that princess?' he teased, looking at you in the mirror. You just pouted back, running your nails gently over the outline of his dick.

'You look so good hobi! Please?' He just snickered lowly at you, smacking your ass, you knew that was a cue to get to the bed.

Jimin

'God, baby, your ass and thighs look so fucking good in those trousers...' You gawked, sending a blush all over his cheeks and down his neck. He just laughed nervously, grabbing your arm, taking you to another room. You know, away from ANYONE WHO HEARD YOU SAY THAT.

'Baby!' He just exclaimed, closing the door quickly behind you both. You just giggled, taking a handful of his ass and squeezing. He yelped in surprise, swatting your hand away.

'What am I suposed to do when you look that good? Resist? Pshh no thanks.' You scoff, crossing your arms over your chest. He just lulled his head back, a disbelieving laugh filtering through the small room.

'Do you want to be punished for this later? Because I can and will.' you bit your lip, teasing him a little more.

'As long as I can watch your stomach muscles move when you fuck yourself into me, I'll do whatever you want.' You spoke, rubbing your hands over his abs, feeling them flex under your fingers. Gripping your hands, he pulled them out of his shirt, throwing them down to your sides.

'And that's exactly what you won't see princess. Now behave.'

Taehyung

His lips crashed onto yours in a hungry force, but it wasn't sexual. It was lustful yes, starved and needy. His hands trailed up your arms, keeping your hands away from his stomach, the area you were dying to feel. He had been training with Jungkook recently, and you KNEW he had abs forming. As much as you loved his little tummy, you were excited to feel what he was working with. He wouldn't let you though, constantly hiding or pulling your hands away.

'Tae, let me touch you please.' He just bit your bottom lip, shushing you. You whined, rocking your hips into his, but he didn't want sex and he had made that perfectly clear. He just wanted to enjoy you, to feel your lips on his.

'If you want it so bad then fine.' He muttered against your lips, lifting the hem of his shirt up, you got a three second glimpse before it went dark around you. His shirt covered your eyes, he giggled as you pouted at him.

'You said you wanted to feel it baby. You said nothing about seeing it.' He grabbed your hand gently, letting your fingers roam his stomach, feeling the new muscles he had been working on.

'Fuck Tae, I can only imagine how beautiful you look right now...' You whisper, pushing your fingers slightly harder into his skin. He let out a whimper, leaning down to place his lips on yours once more, removing the blindfold at the same time.

Jungkook

It was no secret Jungkook was ripped, nor did he let you forget it.

'Does this look okay?' He spoke, walking into the living room, a tight shirt hugging his torso and arms, jeans tight and ripped over his thighs. Your mouth practically watered at the sight. He just smirked, raising an eyebrow.

'I'll take that as a yes?' He teased, sitting on the couch beside you. Instantly you straddled his legs, planting little kisses all over his face and mouth.

'Where you going?' you whisper against the skin of his neck, popping a couple buttons for ease.

'Just dance practice, but we are filming today.' He spoke, lulling his head back, giving you more access. Sneakily you unbuttoned the rest, leaving his chest open to you. Instantly you latched your mouth onto his chest, sucking and kissing as you rocked your hips on his thigh.

'You look so good like this.' You whispered, licking over the little purple bruise you left just above his right nipple. 'Don't let Namjoon pop your shirt open again, that could be problematic.' You spoke, while admiring how his muscles flexed as he laughed at you.

'So change into a black t-shirt then?' he teased, squeezing the skin of your hips. You just nodded, still unable to tear your eyes away from his chest. Besides, the way his leg flexed under the weight of your body, there was more important things to focus on.

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