#jin husband material

[mako-tachi]

[moodyvoid]

Twice in a tight af crop top stretched across his muscles that says “baby girl” while he mows the lawn.

[goldenserendipity19]

Bringing back the world wide shoulders of our World wide handsome

Happiest Birthday to my dear WorldWideHandsome Seokjin

(2023) Come back to BTS and ARMY safe and secure

[kyunniebuns]

Jinwoo with a lil dimple yes? ty @manawari for adding to my wips

[evekoddenart]

Sun Jin Woo from Solo Leveling

[pus-things]

GUYS HE US SOOOO SWEET I LOVE HIM WERE GETTING MARRIED!!! 👹🥰

[cheeseceli]

When they have a crush

Pairing: ot7 BTS × Gn!reader (individually)

Genre: headcanon, fluff

Request: types of dumb or random things bts members will do while they are crushing on someone and wants their attention?

Warnings: mentions of food at jin's

A/n: I feel like I'm getting better at making the layout of these posts :)

Jin

‌This man ain't even trying to bring out his boyfriend material

‌He's going for the husband material

‌Cooks for you quite a lot

‌Always bringing you some lunch or just a few baked goodies (and never allowing the boys to eat it beforehand)

‌Runs errands with you because he "has nothing better to do" when in reality he's just desperate to be with you for a while

‌He even has "cleaning dates" with you😭

‌I see him to be a huge fan of domesticity ngl

‌So if there's anything he can do to bring out this side in your relationship, even if you're only on the friendship stage yet, you can bet that's what he's gonna do

‌And he 100% expects your friends to make the "you seem like an old married couple" jokes because !!

‌That's precisely his goal!!

‌Once he gets to know your family, he even wants your family to be expecting the day you'll both start to date

‌Jin is just the definition of husband material and he knows it, that's how he tries to make you look at him

Suga

‌Stick to the end and hear me out

‌Jokes

‌I know how that sounds but I promise you it makes sense😭

‌Yoongi is the typa guy to be effortlessly (and questionably) funny

‌Like that one time the staff said "whoever has the ball wins" and he replied with "then we are all winners"

‌However !

‌He keeps on doing those jokes like he'd always do

‌But now he unconsciously looks at your direction

‌Would you laugh? Would you find it weird? Did you even pay attention?

‌If, after developing this crush of him, he notices that you actually laugh at his jokes

‌You can be sure he'll do them a lot

‌But it's so subtle you don't even notice he's doing it to make you laugh/have your attention

‌However, he does pay attention to you quite a lot so he can always be the first one to notice your smile growing

J-hope

‌Endless excuses to see you

‌He will purposely "forget" his things at your place just so he can go back there (and forget some more things)

‌It's an infinite cycle

‌Sometimes he will accidentally leave his sweatshirts with you

‌And then he'll be like "could you give it back to me? We can go to that restaurant I was telling you about and then you can give it to me"

‌But then he will tell you that the night is cold so it's okay if you want to wear his sweatshirt while you're both out

‌And then he also forgets to take it back

‌Wow who would ever imagine this could happen

‌So now you both need to see each other again because he really wants that sweatshirt

‌Bro is still trying to grow the courage to properly ask you out

‌So even if you do catch up on his small antics, please engage on it

‌He just needs a little bit of impulse 😭

Namjoon

‌Whenever he wants your attention, he starts to talk

‌And with that I mean he TALKS

‌Won't shut up for a second

‌And he won't even make sense, bro is talking about the dumbest and more random things you could ever imagine

‌ "I wouldn't want to live in mars, it sounds depressing. Neptune sounds cool though, don't you think?"

‌Like?? How do you want me to answer to that hun😭

‌But it's kinda sweet because he becomes a professional yapper to gain your attention, but once he gets it he let's you do all the talking

‌He didn't really want to talk, he just wanted you to be there with him

‌So you can talk all you want, he will pay attention to every single word with a little smile on his face

Jimin

‌Deadass stares at you

‌Not in a creepy way tho, just in a "please look at me I really want your attention right now"

‌And will keep on staring at you until you give in

‌Heavy on physical touch as well

‌At this stage of your relationship, everything is friendly of course

‌Because he is scared of letting you know he's in love with you💀 even if that's pretty much the whole point

‌However

‌He still craves a lot of your touch

‌Hugs all the time, holds and plays with your hand, the same goes to your hair...

‌Sometimes you can't even go somewhere without him following you like a shadow

‌Trust me, if he wants your attention he will find a way to have it

Taehyung

‌He will ask for it

‌Like, literally

‌I see him as a very straightforward person so he'll just be like "y/n pay attention to me"

‌Multiple times, until you actually do stop whatever you were doing and look at him

‌And his reaction will be like 😄

‌I see him doing this slightly more subtly when he's trying to get your attention from someone else

‌If he feels you're talking to Jin, for example, for a very long while now, he won't hesitate on sitting next to you

‌And kinda throwing himself on top of you

‌lmao scratch what I said, that's not subtle at all

‌But at least he doesn't say what he wants from you out loud ig

Jungkook

‌You think this man is competitive?

‌That's because you haven't seen him trying to impress you

‌Are you watching the dance practice? You can bet that Jungkook is giving 3 times his all

‌Are you watching the recording? Bro becomes Mariah Carey in two seconds

‌The boys' biggest fear is when they are playing basketball or something like that and you're watching it

‌They KNOW they are going to lose

‌It can be a 6×1, nothing is stopping him from impressing you like that

‌But if you're the one playing against him? He's probably gonna win the match no matter what, but he's going to be extremely soft at least!

‌Please do compliment him on how he was, he needs to know it was worth it😭

Masterlist | you'll probably like: when you're rejected by your crush

Thank you for reading <3

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Dividers by @k1ssyoursister

[7ndipity]

"Tell Me You're Mine"

Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Yoongi’s always been secure in his relationship with you, but what happens when you and your childhood friend, Jin, start spending a little too much time together after he moves in next door?

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: +18 mdni, smut, possessive dom Yoongi, subby reader, light choking, marking, oral(fem rec), unprotected sex(don’t do this pls), spanking, pregnancy mention,

A/n: Thanks to @bangtansmauyeondan for this request! I had a lot of fun writing this one, it got away from me and came out a lil more fluffy than angsty tho. I hope you like it!

Masterlist

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Yoongi quietly let himself in the front door, a sigh of relief slipping out involuntarily as the familiar scents and sounds of your home filled his senses. Your favorite scented candle, the faint hum of the washing machine down the hall, Holly’s tiny snores from his napping spot on the couch.

Tiredly making his way through the house, he finally felt himself relax as he found you in the kitchen, coming up behind you as you were washing ingredients for dinner and wrapping his arms around your waist tightly, tucking his face into the juncture between your neck and shoulder.

“Hi.” He mumbled.

“Hey.” You giggled, turning enough to connect your lips to his in greeting, grinning at his tired expression. “Long day?”

“Mhm.” He hummed, rubbing face against the material of your shirt. “How was your day?”

“Pretty good, I went with Jin to help him pick out some new things for his place.” You said, missing the way Yoongi’s body tensed ever so faintly against yours, his mouth twitching down into a grimace.

Jin was an old friend of yours from school, whom he’d met once or twice over the years and who seemed like a really nice guy, but since he had moved in next door to the two of you, Yoongi had found himself disliking him more and more.

There was nothing wrong with him really, he was polite, funny, charming, you loved spending time with him.

Actually, that was what was wrong with him.

Yoongi had never really been the clingy type or easily jealous, it was something he had rather prided himself in, knowing that the two of you had complete faith and trust in each other. Which is why you hanging out with your old friend shouldn’t have bothered him so much, and originally it didn’t.

But then one afternoon had turned into another, and another.

Yoongi knew deep down that there was nothing to worry about, you and Jin were just friends, but he couldn’t help his growing sense of unease. It was starting to feel like you were spending more time with Jin than with your own husband.

As if to prove his point, your phone suddenly pinged next to you on the counter, the screen lighting up to show a text from Jin, followed by another, and then another.

Thanks again for today

I had a lot of fun

Yk I’d have been lost without you, lol💙

It was an insignificant little thing, but that little emoji caused something inside of Yoongi to snap.

Before you could even glance at your phone, Yoongi had spun you around, pinning you between him and the sink, his hands tightly gripping your waist.

He crashed his lips against yours, swallowing your muffled whimper of surprise. Immediately his hand came to wrap around the back of your neck, pulling you impossibly closer.

You pushed back, gasping for breath. "Babe, what-”

"Come. Here." Yoongi's eyes bore into yours, almost black with lust, silencing any argument from you.

You went lax in his hold, allowing him to close the gap between you again, kissing you with all the passion he could muster.

He nipped at your bottom lip, making you gasp and giving him the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, letting out a huff of satisfaction as he tasted you, tangling his tongue with yours.

As he roughly kneaded the soft flesh of your hip with one hand, the other slid from the back of your neck around to rest against your throat, squeezing just enough to make you let out a whimper, the sound muffled by his mouth still firmly glued to yours.

Yoongi pushed you up onto the counter, your legs spreading enough for him to slot between, his mouth only leaving yours to continue his assault on your neck, licking and sucking at the sensitive skin and making you mewl as he ground his hardening length against your clothed core.

"I thought- thought you were tired?" You panted, struggling to catch your breath.

"Don’t care, need you." He groaned, sucking harshly on the spot below your ear that made your mind go hazy.

As his hands began to fumble with your shirt, your phone rang beside you on the counter, Jin’s name illuminated on the screen, making Yoongi’s blood boil.

Before you could ever process what was happening, Yoongi had grabbed the phone and accepted the call.

“We’re fucking busy right now.” He growled, hanging up and slamming the phone down on the counter again.

“Y-Yoongi, what the-” Your words were cut off by his mouth on yours again.

“I’ll make you forget his fucking name.” He swore, dropping to his knees in front of you.

He shoved your skirt up, yanking your underwear to the side before diving straight into your dripping cunt.

He groaned at how soaked you already were for him, dragging his tongue between your folds up to your clit to collect your arousal, his motions rapidly becoming hungrier, greedier, lapping you up like a man starved

"F-fuck, Yoongi!" You moaned out, the onslaught of sensations too much for your mind to keep up with.

You laced your fingers through his dark hair as you began to buck your hips against his skilled tongue, your motions becoming synchronized.

Yoongi steadied himself by grabbing onto your thighs, letting you grind on him, use him for your pleasure.

You looked down to see his eyes closed, brow furrowed in concentration as he worked his mouth against you, the sight enough to cause the tension deep inside you to wind painfully tight, threatening to snap.

“Y-yoongi,” You gasped, your vision blurring at the edges. I’m-”

"Cum for me, Baby. Let go."

Like a command whispered into your bones, you unraveled almost instantly. Yoongi pressed his face closer onto you, letting you ride out your orgasm on his tongue until you slumped back, exhausted.

You’d barely come down when he was standing and pulling you down from the counter.

“Bedroom, now.” He growled, the way he looked at you setting your skin on fire.

He wrapped his arms around you, propelling you towards the bedroom, his lips never straying from your skin for more than a moment.

Once in the bedroom, he pushed you down onto the bed, climbing over you and connecting his mouth with yours again.

Pulling away to roughly remove both of your clothes, Yoongi’s eyes never left you, his gaze hypnotic like a predator with its prey, wanting to tear you apart and consume you entirely, causing you to squirm beneath him.

Now laid bare before him, Yoongi claimed his place between your legs, squeezing the soft flesh of your thighs as he did so.

"So pretty, and all mine.” He hummed, spreading your legs even further apart. “Mine. Isn’t that right?"

"Yours, only yours, Yoongi." You agreed, your head still spinning from your last high. “Please.”

He positioned the head of his cock at your entrance, but didn’t push in yet, choosing instead to tease you by just tapping it against you, making you twitch in need. "Tell me you want it, Baby, wanna hear you say it."

"Please, Yoongi. Fuck me, please. Need to feel you." You begged.

He’d always been so good at this, making you desperate for him, your pleas sending blood rushing straight to his cock.

"Good girl." He pressed into you with the last word, causing you to let out a borderline pornographic moan, eyes rolling back in your head.

He quickly set a brutal pace, pounding into you relentlessly as he gripped your waist, your body jolting with every thrust, your hands clutching at his forearms for stability.

"Tell me you're mine." He panted out.

"I'm yours, Yoongi, all yours." You gasped out, you pussy clenching around him as you spoke, making him almost dizzy with need.

“Who’s making you feel this good? Who’s the only one that makes you like this?” He huffed.

But the way he was pounding into you was causing your mind to drift away, floating somewhere in the stratosphere until he brought you back down to earth and him with a firm slap to your ass.

“Say it!” He demanded.

“Yoongi!” You cried out, the sharp sting of pain blending with pleasure bringing tears to your eyes.

“Say it again!”

“Y-yoongi!” You sobbed.

He picked up his pace, well aware that the bedroom windows were open, but he couldn't care less. He needed to hear your pretty moans as you begged for him, he needed the world to hear it.

"Mine. My baby.” He groaned. “Fuck, ought to cum in you, get you pregnant, make sure everybody knows you’re mine.”

You broke at his words, shaking in his vice-like hold as your second orgasm crashed over you.

Feeling you come undone, squeezing his cock so hard he couldn’t breathe, sent him over the edge, his hips losing their rhythm as he collapsed on top of you, spilling deep inside your twitching heat.

Silence fell over the room, broken only by you and Yoongi’s shaky breaths as you tried to collect yourselves.

“Are you okay?” He asked quietly, his softening length still nested inside of you, gently stroking your hair. All of the earlier roughness and aggression was nowhere to be seen as he looked down at you softly, almost apprehensive.

“Yeah, are you?” You asked, voice now slightly hoarse.

“Mhm,” He nodded, tracing his fingers over the curve of your shoulder.

He carefully moved off of you, moving to lay next to you before pulling you gently to his chest.

You waited a few moments before asking. “You wanna tell me what brought all that on?”

He let out a breath. “It’s dumb.”

“I’ll be the judge of that.” You said, giving him a look as you waited for him to explain.

“It’s just-” He sighed. “You and Jin.”

You frowned. “What about me and Jin?”

“Nothing, you’ve just… You’ve been spending a lot of time together lately. And he’s nice and all, but… it’s just, you spent all day with him, and then he keeps fucking texting you.” He brought an arm up to cover his eyes as irritation began to bubble up in his stomach at the memory. “I don’t know.”

“I didn’t know it bothered you that much.” You said quietly.

“It doesn’t,” He said, too quickly. “At least, not usually. I just...”

You sat up, turning to look at him properly.

“Yoongi, look at me,” You said softly. “Please?”

He let his arm fall away from his face, cautiously meeting your gaze.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you feel jealous. I like spending time with Jin, but my friendship with him could never even remotely compare to how much I love you.” You said, caressing his face. “You’re all I want forever.”

His heart stuttered as you leaned closer, pressing the softest of kisses to his swollen, love bruised lips.

It was almost funny, after everything that transpired in the past hour, the simple act of you kissing him was what made him feel the most unsteady.

You were his world, he couldn't imagine his life without you, or rather didn’t want to. He knew what it looked like, flat, bleak, nothingness.

You were what made life livable for him. Without you, it would just be surviving, and he’d had enough of that before the two of you met.

Drawing you back down to him, all his earlier insecurities faded out like a distant memory. The reassuring feeling of holding you in his arms, you sighing contentedly against his chest, was everything he needed and more.

“I love you.” He said, almost too quiet to hear.

“I love you too.” Your sleepy reply was the last thing he heard before he drifted off.

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[leeluvsyoongi]

Birthday Boy —  | Wife! Reader x Husband! Jin | 

Synopsis: It’s your perfect hubby’s birthday, so you treat him with the perfect gift. (i’m 2 days late, this was supposed to be uploaded on the 4th, but I got caught up w life, smh)

Warnings: Smut (cream pie, edging, impregnating reader, Jin wants to be a dad). + fluff lol. Always wrap it before you tap it, babes! ⋆⁺

✧˖° Word count: 1.8k

You wanted everything to be perfect, the decor tidy, and not a single balloon out of place. Throwing Jin a surprise party was a recurring thought stampeding through your mind since November. The thought of his soft brown eyes blooming the second he walked in through the door; greeted by a loud pop of the confetti gun— It was all too perfect, and of course, you had to execute it. Getting in contact with family and friends was the first thing on the list, and then came arranging tables and chairs in the backyard; strapping up balloons, and making reservations with the catering team. There was no doubt that the whole ordeal was a little stressful, making sure that everything was arranged the day of, and of course, your nosy husband not picking up on a thing—that was the hardest part.

“Jagiiiiiiyaaaaaaaa” He whined, wrapping his arms suffocatingly around your waist, his fingers splayed over your soft stomach as he nosed at your neck—vanilla with a hint of strawberry, fuck you were edible. “You’re ignoring me.” He grumbled, brushing slow kisses down your throat. 

“Jin, I’m tired.” You huff, gently pushing his head away, which only results in a fit, and his hand gliding over your bare stomach. He wanted you so bad, he needed to feel your fingers combing through his hair and your plush tits in his mouth as he slowly rocked into you. Shit that bricked him up.

“Seokjin.” You sterned, nuzzling deeper into your pillow.

 “[______].” He whispers, rotating his aching cock against the plush curve of your ass. “Promise it’ll be quick, make you feel really good okay?” He whispered, gently kneading your breast over the soft fabric of your shirt. “It’s my birthday tomorrow, I deserve this.” A boyish pout tugs at his bottom lip, as his palm persists to squish your breast.

You groan, turning around to fully face him, tenderly brushing your fingers along his silky treases. “You’re really gonna guilt trip me?” You voiced, softly glaring as he pressed open-mouthed kisses over the thin material of your shirt. 

He mutters a few breathless words in Korean, “Need you…so fucking bad…” His cheeks flush a soft hue, as he gazes up at you. His full lips gently suction around your right nipple, groaning at the feeling of the pebbled skin against his tongue. Long fingers splay over the other mound, firmly squeezing the soft breast in his veined hand, mesmerized by how pretty your skin looks against his own. Shit he might just die a happy bastard.

His other hand slips beneath the waistband of your shorts, running his fingers over your puffy cunt, and groaning deeply against your sensitive bud. A soft whine slips past your lips; your hand desperately pawing at his head. He, of course, doesn’t get the cue. Not when you feel so good wrapped around his lips, his fingers pinch at the pert flesh, eliciting a pained whimper from your lips. He needed to feel you wrapped around him like the best fucking present.

You softly nip at your bottom lip, tugging at his tee-shirt. His hand rakes through the dishevelled brown strands, before sucking two stender digits into his mouth. You’re transfixed on the sheen layer of saliva coating them, your cunt clenching desperately at the mere sight.

“On your knees, spread your legs.” He mutters. Dazed, you blink slowly trying to register the words. Jin scoffs, taking things to his own accord; flipping you over, and stuffing your face against the soft pillow. A pitiful whine stretches past your lips. His hands effortlessly wrap around your thighs, parting them open.

“Jin–” You gasp when a spit-soaked digit shamelessly runs between your folds, his fingertip tracing torturous circles around your clenching hole, “Need me this bad?” He roughly murmurs, landing a firm slap on the puffy flesh. “Please…” You whisper, desperately rolling your hips, pathetically seeking whatever pleasure you can.

“Thought you were tired?” He hums, without a care in the world, pressing the length of his ring finger against your leaking slit. A shiver ripples down your spine when the cool metal touches your core, Casting a broken sob from your lips. Frustration curls the base of your throat, spilling scalding tears down your cheeks. 

This amuses him, hearing your soft sniffles, feeling your ass clench under his palm, begging to be spanked. You cried so prettily when you didn’t get what you wanted. Such a fucking brat.

“Shh, it’s okay. Why are you crying?” He croons, rubbing his finger over the drooling crevice, chuckling at the way your ragged breaths would hitch every time the cool metal nudged against your clit. “It’s okay, Yeobo…shh…” Seokjin knew where he was going with this. Driving you to the point of babbling for his cock, edging you until you’re rolling your hips against his fingers, getting off of the cool sensation of his fucking wedding band. “Is my pretty wife upset?” He hums. You always fell for this game. His little act of desperately needing you, touching up on you, only for you to end up bent over the sheets and whining for his cock. 

“Jin please, fuck…fuck me…” You whimpered helplessly grinding against the slender digit, feverishly gasping at every bump of the cool metal against your swollen nub. “please…baby…p-please.” 

“See, that wasn’t so hard.” He firmly lands a hand over your ass, pressing a chaste kiss to the base of your spine. “You wanna take it nice and slow, or should I knock you up instead?” He carefully maneuvers you, his eyes locked into your own. 

“You pick…” You muttered, running a thumb over his swollen bottom lip. 

“You sure?” His fingers curl around your wrist, holding it to his lips. “I mean it, I’ll put a baby in you.” Shit he wasn’t joking. 

“I’m dead serious.” You whisper, pressing a tentative kiss to his hand. “A mini-Jin doesn’t sound so bad, a custom-made birthday gift.” You joke, cupping his pulsating cock over the soft fabric.

“A mini-us. I don’t think I could handle two of myself.” He snorts, tugging down his undergarments, and kicking them off in a heartbeat. 

“You’re not that bad.” A small smile twitches at the corner of your lips, before dissolving into a breathy moan. Jin chuckles, slowly running the thick pearly head of his cock over your folds, breathlessly cussing at how pretty your pussy looked, clenching sweetly at every shallow prod into your creamy hole. His eyes flickered, taking in how your stomach quivered with every shaky breath, the way you caught your lip between your teeth.

 His thumb droned over your stiff nub, rubbing tight circles as you oozed over his cock. A satisfied hum reverberates deep in his throat. It was almost a game to him, rubbing the flushed pink head over your entrance, sinking in with a wet pop before pulling out. He repeated the action several times over, watching your core twitch frantically. 

“Cute.” He mused lowly; flipping you on your back, before hooking your thighs over his arms, and guiding himself into you, groaning lowly at the way your insides wrapped around him like a sweet welcome home. “Fuck, the last time you gripped me this tight was when I came back from the military.” He groaned, letting every inch of him get sucked into you

A needy moan tore past your lips, only for his lips to press against your own. The way he stretched you out always left you so fucking dizzy, every inch of him swelling inside your walls. You felt his hand splay over your stomach, before lazily dragging out his cock, your cunt latching onto the tip, only to be filled up again. High-pitched wails filled the room as he picked up his pace, pressing down against your stomach. He needed you to feel every inch of him inside of you, feel how good his dick was reshaping your womb.

Jin tilts his head back with a deep, guttural groan, his hand tightening on your side. Your half-lidded eyes trace the sharp line of his jaw, mesmerized by the rise and fall of his adam’s apple with each sound that escapes his lips. His hips roll with the precision of an athlete, nudging at your cervix until your vision is nothing but a foggy haze. Your hand desperately reached out, gripping his arm as you cried out, tears rolled down your cheeks as you bit down on your lip feeling the the familiar knot in your stomach threaten to snap. 

Jin dips his body low, tossing your legs over his shoulders. Your palm splays over the headboard, feeling the heavy wood creak beneath your touch. “Jin…Jin…J-Jin!” Your fingers curl into his damp strands. 

“Almost there… oh, fuck,” he gasps sharply, feeling your body arch beneath him. Your hands tangle in his hair. A broken moan escapes your kiss-swollen lips, your brows furrowed in bliss.

He watches, mesmerized, as another surge takes over, leaving his thighs, torso, and the sheets beneath soaked. It’s the first time you’ve ever come undone like this. “Holy shit… baby,” he pants, his voice laced with awe. His eyes widen as he laughs breathlessly, running a hand through his damp hair. “Oh my god…”

Your gaze flickers up to him, hazy and soft. “I’m sorry… did you come?” you whisper, still catching your breath.

“Wait… are you serious?” he asks, disbelief coloring thoes beautiful brown eyes as he brushes his fringe back. “I pumped, like, four loads into you.” A cheeky grin stretches across his face as he collapses beside you.

“Really?” you mumble, blinking up at him.

He laughs again, shaking his head in amazement. “You’re telling me you don’t even know? Did I make you squirt that hard?” He looks like he’s won the lottery—and maybe a world record—his grin matching his signature charm. “I swear, the last time we even got close to this was in the back of my Mustang after that world tour.”

“I’m serious, Jin,” you murmur, nuzzling against his chest. His arm curls around you. “Best birthday gift ever,” he whispers, peppering soft kisses to your hairline. “You’re everything to me. Annoying as hell sometimes—”

You smack his chest weakly with what little energy you have left.

“Ai! Let me finish!” he protests, a playful pout on his lips as he rubs the spot. Then he draws you even closer, his voice dipping to something softer, more intimate. “You’re my perfect wife. Having you… it’s the greatest gift I could ever ask for.”

His words melt your heart, and you reach up to brush your thumb tenderly along his jaw. “I love you so much, Seokjinnie,” you whisper, the warmth in your tone undeniable.

“I love you most,” he replies, his voice steady. 

You knew the next day would come with aches and sores, but seeing him bright and happy, surrounded by his loved ones celebrating how special he is would melt every single one away.

[lalathemediterraneanmermaid]

What do ikeprince suitors smell like? Pt.2

Hi my beautiful Belles, it's such an honor to present you with part 2 of "What do ikeprince suitors smell like? I absolutely loved and had so much fun doing the first part. So here is the promised second part, where we will discover the perfumes that the princes from Rhodolite are most likely to wear. This is not entirely accurate - it's only based on their routes information and the vibe each boy gives me.

Jin Grandet

The big bro, seductive womanizer and alcohol lover definitely smells like seduction and playfulness with a mature vibe. I'm sensing some kind of citrusy freshness along with some spices on top of a woody warm bed.

Notes: bergamot, galbanum, tangerine, liqueur, pink pepper, ho leaf, amber, rosewood and oakmoss.

Perfumes he might like:

Sauvage - Dior (Basic, but it still works)

Cuirs - Carner Barcelona

Grand Soir - Maison Francis Kurkdjian (sometimes he takes this one from Nokto's perfume collection).

CH Men Prive - Carolina Herrera - His favourite, probably layered with "Grand Soir" for special occasions.

Stronger With You Intensely - Giorgio Armani

Chevalier Michel

King Highness, my man, your man, nation's man, world's man. It is said in his route that he showers a lot. It is also said by Belle that Chev smells like vetiver and winter. So I'm getting fresh clean boy vibes from our pookie man. He may also be a huge Byredo boy.

Notes: vetiver, green apple, wintergreen, sweet orange, white rose, white lily, jasmine, gardenia, ylang-ylang, sage and soap.

Perfumes he might like:

Sycomore - Chanel

Grey Vetiver - Tom Ford

Philosykos - Diptyque

Aqua Universalis - Maison Francis Kurkdjian - His favourite

Blanche - Byredo - His second favourite

Bal d'Afrique - Byredo

Mister Marvelous - Byredo

Clavis Lelouch

The Hellcat Troublemaker charming gentleman probably smells like sweat, chaos, trouble, chemicals and gunpowder, but let's pretend he doesn't. This mf brings joy and happiness to everyone's lives. He's the life of the party. We've all been charmed by him at any point in the series, don't you dare denying it. Yes, he is traumatized, but so are we. He is dazzling and fresh like a summer breeze, sweet and funny like an ice cream.

Notes: mandarin, lemon, sea salt, jasmine, rose, muguet, heliotrope, musk, vanilla, coconut and aromatic herbs.

Perfumes he might like:

Bleu de Chanel - Chanel (courtesy of Keith)

Aqua Allegoria Bergamote Calabria - Guerlain - His favourite (layered with "Pulp" to add playfulness).

Blu Mediterraneo: Fico di Amalfi - Acqua di Parma

Pulp - Byredo - His other favourite, he loves this one because he stole it from Chevalier's Byredo collection.

Allure Homme Sport - Chanel (this one is the one he uses while pranking people, just because the word "sport" in the perfume's name.)

Leon Dompteur

The gold digger girl dinner love of my life. He is a true gentleman, he treats you right, it's the princess treatment for me girl. He is classy, sweet, thoughtful, a liar friendly, masculine (in the best way possible) and sensitive. Roses seem to bloom whenever he smiles. A provider. Husband material. He gifts you PLUSHIES, how cute is that? Love him.

Notes: lavender, linalool, bergamot, roses, cinnamon, anise, clove, thyme, jasmine and cedarwood.

Perfumes he might like:

Fahrenheit - Dior - His favourite for high events

Y Eau de Parfum - Yves Saint Laurent

Rive Gauche pour Homme - Yves Saint Laurent - His favourite

Black Saffron - Byredo

L'Homme Ideal Sport - Guerlain

Blenheim Bouquet - Penhaligon's

Green Irish Tweed - Creed - His second favourite (layered "Black Saffron").

Yves Kloss

The Barbie Haughty Kitty. He definitely smells like flowers, especially roses, and something really sweet, gourmand with a soft clean base.

Notes: apple, peony, rose, apricot, jasmine, iris, musk, vanilla, praline, sugar, strawberry and peach.

Perfumes he might like:

Peony & Blush Suede - Jo Malone London

White Suede - Tom Ford

Eau Rose - Diptyque

Chanel Chance Eau Tendre

Love in White - Creed

The Favourite - Penhaligon's - His favourite

Bianco Latte - Giardini Di Toscana (layered with "Eau Rose") - His favourite combination (he uses this one to go see you Belle).

Licht Klein

The lone wolf, our cutie pie, Yves's baby. I feel like he smells like fresh rain on top of a sweet and clean base with some spices added.

Notes: orange, wintergreen, rain, mint, green apple, white lily, sweet pea, orchid, vanilla and sandalwood.

Perfumes he might like:

Silver Mountain Water - Creed

Acqua di Giò Profumo - Giorgio Armani

Royal Water - Creed - His favourite

Celeste - Giardini Di Toscana

Millésime Impérial - Creed (Silvio's gift).

Nokto Klein

Our frivolous womanizer, the slay and cunning fox, my baby. Chev's personal clown. He LOVES perfumes - Silvio and he are in some kind of competition about who has more perfumes. He is the layering king, not just because his perfume gets mixed with other girls' scents, but because he knows what he is doing. In literally everyone's routes, it's said that our silly boy who just wants to be loved and understood smells like a red flag "late night trysts", but what exactly that smells like?

Notes: Freesia, white rose, ylang-ylang, orange blossom, cinnamon, musk, sandalwood, heliotrope, queen of the night, vanilla and jasmine.

Perfumes he might like:

L'Homme Ideal - Guerlain

Noir - Tom Ford

Black Orchid - Tom Ford

Do Son - Diptyque

Flowerhead - Byredo

Luna - Penhaligon's

Grand Soir - Maison Francis Kurkdjian

Roses Musk - Montale

Intense Café - Montale

Reflection Man - Amouage (matching with Azel)

Royal Mayfair - Creed

Borabora - Giardini Di Toscana - His favourite

Blu Mare - Giardini Di Toscana (Silvio's gift)

Luke Randolph

Our own big (enormous) Winnie the Pooh. The Honey Lover. The Nap Lover. He is sweet, lovable and caring, the perfect brother you will never have. He will do anything to help you and to make you happy. He doesn't really care that much about his appearance, so the majority of his perfumes are gifted.

Notes: Honey, vanilla, herbs, honeysuckle, violet leaf, white musk and amber.

Perfumes he might like:

Mojave Ghost - Byredo (Clavis's gift, stolen fom Chev's perfume collection)

Oajan - Parfums de Marly (Jin's gift)

Chergui - Serge Lutens (Sariel's gift)

Honey Aoud - Montale - His favourite

And this is the end. Hope you enjoyed this silly little simulation, because I did. I had so much fun, especially with ma' boy Clavis.

This may not be the end of this series, next I'm planning to do the same dynamics (scents and perfumes) with our evil boys from Ikemen Villains. But if you have any suggestions let me know!!!

Kisses my beautiful little bunnies. xoxo.

[mako-tachi]

[moodyvoid]

damn I wanna build ginger bread houses and bake cookies with him

[jjungkookislife]

"take what you need" with jin please

Just What You Need

pairing: seokjin x f. reader

warnings: not proofread, unprotected sex, some angst but a happy ending

Money, diamonds, jewels, you had it all but some days materialistic bullshit just wasn't enough, you needed your man.

Seokjin was off to another meeting, promising to be home before dinner but you knew his empty promises meant nothing. When the bank deposit hits your account, minutes before dinner is served you rolled your eyes.

You sit in his chair at the end of the table, your wine glass nearly empty as your butler holds your cell phone on a silver platter. You both hear it vibrate on the flat surface.

You raise your hand to stop him from speaking. You down your wine, standing from your seat as you rip the sapphire necklace from your neck.

"For your wife, Darren," you state as you hand it to him, glancing at the ridiculous amount of money he's deposited this time. "I hope she enjoys it more than I have."

"Mrs. Kim," Darren starts but you shush him, handing him the matching sapphire earrings.

~

The bedroom door opens a quarter to midnight as you dab your moisturizer on your face. Your lace robe spills onto the floor in a fan of faux fur and lace. Your hair is pinned up, your makeup removed, and your pointed gaze on your reflection.

"Hey," Seokjin greets as he undoes his cufflinks. You ignore him as you turn the light off before you climb into bed.

Seokjin sighs.

~

The next morning, you grip the banister as your heels click on every granite step. The winding staircase leads to the foyer. Darren is nowhere to be seen. You call out for the staff, but none come to see what you need.

instead, at the end of the staircase, your husband waits for you clad in black. His sunkissed chest greets you, his perfect hands clad in rings, and his necklace sparkles when you look at him briefly.

You turn to go back up the stairs but he stops you.

"Don't," you whisper, refusing to look at him.

"I'm sorry," Seokjin apologizes but you wave him off.

"No big deal," you croak as you try to take a step but he stops you.

"It's over," he states as you feel your heart crack into pieces. You nod, swallowing thickly.

"I gave the business to Yoongi. I work for him now," Seokjin explains. You're confused.

"What's over?"

"I've stepped down. No more business trips, no more last minute meetings, no more leaving you alone in this fucking mansion with only Darren as your friend. We took vows, I swore to be at your side and I haven't been." Seokjin shakes his head. "I'm sorry. Words can't make it better but I hope my actions will. You're the love of my life. I can't lose you, baby. Not now, not ever."

"Seokjin!" you sob as you throw your arms around him.

"I'm sorry it took me so long to do this. I wanted to make sure you had everything you could ever want, love."

"I just wanted you, Jinnie. Just you!" You cry into his chest as he kisses the top of your head.

"You have me, baby. I'm all yours," he swears as he cups your face, wiping your tears with his thumb. He shushes you, kissing your cheeks before he kisses your lips. "I'm all yours."

You sniffle as you kiss him, your hands gripping his dark hair, moaning when his hands grip your hips.

"I love you."

"I love you, too," you whisper as you unbutton his shirt. Seokjin chuckles as he strips, allowing it to pool on the stairs.

"What about the staff?" you ask as you work on his belt.

"Day off," Seokjin answers as he tugs down the strap of your dress, and then the zipper to expose your chest.

His plush lips meet your skin, teeth nipping your nipple before he takes it into his mouth.

"Jin!"

He groans as you tug his hair, your hands then moving to unbutton his pants. His cock is hard in his boxers as you palm him over the cotton material. You help him out of his clothes as he helps you out of yours on the staircase.

Seokjin helps you onto his lap, kissing you when you line yourself up with his cock. Your nails dig into his shoulders, dragging down his back as he buries his face in your neck, licking and sucking on the sensitive skin.

"That's it, babe. Take my cock, Take what you need," he groans, nipping at your neck as you ride him. Your pearl necklace comes undone, pearls hitting the stairs as they roll off onto the shiny floor.

"Seokjin," you moan as you ride him harder, feeling so full. Your eyes squeeze shut as he fills you nice and deep, thighs shaking at his sides.

"Fuck, yeah. Just like that, love. Ride this fucking cock like a good girl." Seokjin curses as he grips the back of your head to kiss you. Tongues and teeth meet as he kisses you deeply. Your forehead meets his, both of you panting heavily.

"I'm all yours, baby. Just yours," Seokjin swears as you bounce on his thick cock.

"Mine! Mine!" you exclaim as you tighten around him, teeth sunk into his neck. "All mine."

[en-geneisaxx]

'Please don't say that it's the end for us...'

Pairings: Husband!Hoon x fem!reader

Warnings: swearing (you're just gonna be on a rollercoaster of emotions)

Feat. Jay, Heeseung and Jake of Enhypen, Yeji (Sunghoon's sister) and Jin Ae (y/n and Sunghoon's child

A/n: OMG, I AM SO DAMN EXCITED BC THIS IS GOING TO BE THE FIRST FIC I MAKE. BASICALLY MY DEBUT TO THE ENHABLR WRITER WORLD. I HOPE YOU GUYS WILL ENJOY!!

Tagging my moots who wanted to read: @pockettwinzz @diorsyun @heeslomll @heeslut4life @hoonieshoneymain @rinbowaman @sungvrhs

(Likes, reblogs and/or following will be much appreciated!)

Preview:

Cheating was something you would never do. The thought of going from one man to another, kissing lips that had probably lost its virginity to another woman was disgusting to you.

"JAKE, YOU'RE AN ABSOLUTE DICK, YOU KNOW THAT!?" *Ends call*

You grab a fistful of your hair in fustration, your vision blurs; tears threatening to escape.

'𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤.'

You were having those moment where you wanted to disappear for the first time in your marriage. Why did you have to be in such a position?

Your heart clenched, lungs filled with some sort of pressure that you found it impossible to breathe. You wanted to scream, until you heard your child's confused blabbering.

'Eomma?'

She stands; soft chubby hands clinging onto the white, painted wooden frame. Head tilted, those gleaming eyes and perfect looks she got from her father stares at you.

With pity, you pick her up, sitting with her on the edge of your shared bed, nuzzling your head in the plush material. Alas, the locked up emotions rain from your eyes, staining the luxury clothes bought by none other than your husband himself.

'𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆...'

Those words clear up your fogged mind, consciousness crystal clear.

'𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒇𝒖𝒍...'

It was until then, you realised your kind-hearted child was kissing away those salty teardrops from your cheeks. You were suprised, how she was so alike to her father. Yet, you were grateful she was: he was amazing, of course.

'Hey Y/n, I-' His eyes widen, struck by the state you were in.

'WHAT THE FRICK HAPPENED HERE!?'

You were thankful Jay came. After all, he was Jin Ae's favourite uncle. At least she'll be busy with him, for sure.

'Sunghoon still hasn't come back...' You sob, desperately wanting Sunghoon to just hug you tight and profess his everlasting love to you.

'Something's really happened, hm?'

Jin Ae just claps and giggles, oblivious to the saddening situation that took place. What can you expect from a two-year-old? She may be smart, but she still has a long way to go.

'Jin Ae-ah! Come to Uncle Jay' He exclaims, forcing a smile.

'*groans* Ugh, what's happening? First, I hear y/n shouting and now you're here. Oh, isn't it your daily get-together with Sunghoon?'

'Should've been, yeah.'

You felt bewildered at this point by Yeji's unexpected presence.

'Why are you here Yeji? I don't remember you being here...'

'Hoon called me, asking to watch over you two. Actually, that's weird though: Sunghoon would never leave you two...

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫.'

[bts-0t-7]

Next Chapter

Pair: Taehyung x F Reader 

Summary: You missed two cycles. Not that it wasn’t common for you but you felt like it was much more than just that. So, keeping it a secret from Tae, you went to a doctor to solidify your doubts. And no doubt, it was happy news to bring back home. 

Genre: Fluff, Idolxreader, established relationship, wifey reader, married couple au, a little bit of suggestive themes (but we aren’t doing that today, yeah?), pregnancy

Chapter Warnings: Mentions of infertility, trouble conceiving

Remember that you aren’t alone and if you ever need a helping hand, our fellow social services, friends, and family will always be there for us :) If anybody is going to be insensitive on this topic on my blog, you will be blocked. Happy reading! Borahae💜 

A/N: Bold is for flashback.

WC: 1410

You couldn’t believe it. You just couldn’t believe it. 

You have sworn something was wrong. You knew something was odd with your body and when your period skipped the next month, you went straight to the pharmacy. In a box, there were three test kits. 

And when the timer beeped, you stared at these three test kits, all holding the same result. 

Pregnant. 7 weeks. 

In shock, wouldn’t be a safe word to use. You were filled with mixed emotions. You and Taehyung have been trying for almost a year now. You were almost certain you couldn’t conceive. Your periods have never been regular and it wasn’t an easy feat through when your menstruation cycle was around. So you had told Taehyung about your thoughts about having kids. Back then, the both of you were dating, and you knew Taehyung was big on having a family. 

“Tae-”

“No, Y/N. It’s alright. We try and if we can’t, it’s okay.” Taehyung soothed you.

“But I know that you really want kids and I don’t think I will be able to give them to you.” Your doctors have told you that your body has been weak since young and due to the accumulated stress, it did not do the growth of your body well.

“Y/N,” Taehyung cupped your face, bringing it closer to his. He suddenly squished your cheeks, making your eyes widen in surprise. “All I need is you.”

Staring at the three tests on the washroom counter, you had to physically hold yourself up by gripping onto the edges of the sink. You needed to make sure - make sure that it was real before you go running to tell your husband. 

So you booked an appointment with your doctors and they told you the same thing the tests did. 

“Around seven weeks.” Dr Kim had given you a soft smile, handing you the pictures of the ultrasound scan. 

You headed out of the hospital after payment, brain yet to comprehend the knowledge you were given in a span of twenty minutes. You needed to tell Tae. Taehyung was the only thing on your mind.  

Staring back down at your ultrasound scan, you truly couldn’t believe your eyes. 

You headed to the nearest crafting store, picking out a ball of yarn, boxes, and crafting paper. Heading home, you were more careful than usual, afraid any sudden movements might hurt your child. Albit dumb if you were to tell your parents about what you were doing, but you couldn’t help but feel a little overprotective of the life growing inside you. 

It was a little past four in the afternoon and you decided to take a bath to get rid of the hospital smell. After drying your hair, you turned the television on and knitted while watching the latest ‘Run BTS!’. 

You stopped knitting after a while, placing your hand on your currently unnoticeable bump, saying, “That’s your dad and uncles. When you come into this world, you sure are going to be spoiled rotten.” You chuckled. You were the first among the girls to have gotten pregnant as of the information yesterday. 

You had told Hwani, Jin’s wife, three days ago. News spread fast within the group but you were more surprised that the boys had yet to catch on, seemingly that all their girlfriends and wives were gossiping over baby materials. 

Once you finished the little gift, you placed it in the box onto some crafting paper and the ultrasound. Wrapping the box with a ribbon, you proceeded to the kitchen to make dinner. Small, sharp barks could be heard as you walked to the kitchen. 

You bent down to collect Yeotan’s bowls. He was extremely chirpy today, following you everywhere and constantly going in between your legs. If you hadn’t known better, you would have said he was being protective. Placing his food bowls back into the tray, you gave Yeotan a scratch between his ears. 

Just as you finished setting the table, the door code chimed and Yeotan’s uncontrollable barking started again. You wiped your hands dry on your shirt as you walked out, greeting Taehyung with a kiss at the threshold of the main door. 

“Well, it’s not like I don’t like it. Rather the opposite, honestly. But I’m tired Jagiya. I don’t think I can do it today.” 

You rolled your eyes. “Can’t I just kiss my husband when he gets home?”

Taehyung looked at you suspiciously. “Of course you can but you normally have an ulterior motive.”

Let’s talk about selective hearing. It refers to hearing what you choose to hear and blank out everything else. You ignored the second half of the sentence, pulling your whiny husband to the living room and plopping him down onto the sofa. 

“Babe…” He called you warningly.

You headed over to the coffee table, carefully picking up the elegantly wrapped gift and placing it in his hands. Taehyung’s brows shot up, disappearing between his hair. 

“What’s this?” He took out his phone, confusion showing on his face. Oh, he’s always been an expressive one. “I don’t think I forgot anything? I swear today - is it our anni - wait no, that’s in three weeks.” Taehyung looked up with a face you knew too well.

The TaTa Mic face.

“Babe, I swear if I forgot anything, I’ll make it up to you.”

You sighed, caving into the look. If ARMY can’t even grasp a standing ground to the Tata Mic face, you surely stand an even lesser chance against it. 

“You didn’t forget anything, love.” You pointed back to the box. “Just.. Just open it.”

Taking a deep breath, you watch as Taehyung undoes the ribbon and opens the box. Watched as his brows furrowed even more, lip jutting out in a pout at the sight of the mittens you have knitted this afternoon. Watched as the gears in his brain turned the moment his eyes spotted the ultrasound picture beneath it. And as if in slow motion, you saw Taehyung’s eyes enlarge the moment the pieces clicked together. 

His head shot up so fast you were afraid he got a whiplash. 

“Serious? Serious!” Taehyung dropped to his knees. Thank god there was a carpet on the floor. His hands were shaking as you grasped them in yours, placing them on your stomach. “Jagiya, Jagiya, you aren’t kidding with me, right?”

His eyes shone with so much light that it was blinding to see. 

You shook your head. 

“We’re going to be parents, Tae.” Your voice wavered, tears coming forth, spilling over onto your cheeks. 

Taehyung looked down at your hands cupping your stomach and stared at it. He lifted your shirt in one motion, causing a gasp to fall from your lips. He brought his lips to your stomach, kissing it gently. 

“Hi, babyyyy…” Taehyung cooed. “You’re going to be the prettiest baby ever.”

You chuckled. 

Taehyung got up from his knees, cupping your face and kissing your lips. “And you are going to be the best mom ever.” 

“How do you know that?” You asked between his never-ending kisses. 

Leaning your foreheads together, Taehyung answered in his most famous way, “‘Cause it’s you.”

You smiled. 

At that moment, you were surrounded by love. You have never felt so high on such a joyous emotion before. As you looked down at Taehyung talking to your stomach, you felt so, so, so, grateful for the future you created together. Through thick and thin, the both of you have found a way to strengthen your connection, working together. 

The warmth of his love and joy radiates the whole house. And as your eyes locked, it was as if nothing else mattered at that moment - only you, Tae, and your unborn baby. Time seemed to still as the both of you looked at each other, so much affection and excitement in one’s eyes. 

And you knew - you just knew - that you were going to be okay. That as long as you had Tae by your side, you were going to be okay. 

As the both of you got up from the sofa, Tae suddenly pulled you into his arms, stopping you from walking any further from him. “You know what I said just now at the door? I take it back. I can definitely do it today.”

Your cheeks turned deep red as you smacked his arms. 

“Kim Taehyung!”

His bellowing laughter followed you all the way to the kitchen.