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Kylian Mbappé 🇫🇷

Fics

Cliché? Most definitely. | Kylian Mbappé

Genre:  Strangers to Lovers AU | Romance | Angst | Fluff | Smut

Summary: Once upon a time, there lived a girl who couldn't figure out her life and a boy who had the world at his feet. Neither had time for love, and both were absolutely miserable with their current predicaments. As the saying goes, expect the unexpected. Cliché? Most definitely. Does Lady Faith care? Not one bit. These types of stories have always been her cup of tea. At this point, all there is left to do is send a quick prayer that these two don’t get dragged to hell and back to satisfy an ancient deity’s hunger for drama. Alas, the odds don’t look promising. It’s been a while since Lady Faith personally took an interest in two young mortals' lives. The last time she was so meddlesome was with a certain singer and an athlete. What a disaster that was. Now, Faith looked at her two protagonists, and with a quick smirk, let history write itself. 

Chapitre Un. Rien autour n'a de sens

The Summer We Were Young | Kylian Mbappé

Genre:  Strangers to Lovers AU| Romance | Comedy | Fluff | Of course, it has to be angsty | Smut

Summary: Once upon a time, there lived a young woman named Naaz who couldn’t wait to get the hell out of her parent’s house and jet set to the French Riviera to live out her hot girl summer dreams. Tired, burnout, and angry against the world, she decides to be selfish for once and books a ticket to the beautiful city of Nice.

Unfortunately for her, things never seem to work in her favour. Along the way, she meets the most infuriating man in the world who seems to make it his life goal to make her blood boil and her generationally acquired anger issues to resurface landing her in the most precarious situations. On his behalf, Kylian was just trying to have a good time and forget about the disastrous season he just had. Dealing with loss after loss, the world-famous footballer just wanted to catch a break as he faced great uncertainty regarding his future. Get ready to follow Naaz and Kylian as they prepare to face a summer that will change their lives forever. 

Chapter One. Ridin' in the drop-top with the top down

Requests

Ay, Ay, Captain | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Y/N watches as Kylian play and lead his team to victory at Stade Bollaert-Delelis, feeling proud and overwhelmed. Five goals in one game? Surely, he served something special for such a feat, non?

Honeymoon | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After an eventful journey, you and Kylian finally get to relax on your afternoon.

Meilleur buteur | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Kylian becomes Paris Saint-Germain's all-time top scorer. You couldn't be any prouder of your other half.

Somebody to Lean On | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After being eliminated from the Champions League, you join Kylian while he channels his frustrations into working out hours after the training session is over. 

Magic Kingdom | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After spending the day at Disneyland Paris with his niece and nephew, Kylian wants to start a family with you

Hold On, We’re Going Home | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After attending a charity event with Kylian, who looked dashing in his black suit, you feel particularly needy. Once you arrive home, you realize he hungered for you just as much. 

Unexpectedly Expecting | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: After feeling unusually exhausted and nauseous during your weekly gym dates, you find out some really happy news

O Re Piya | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: It’s the day of your brother’s wedding, and you're running late. The main culprit: your handsy husband who can’t seem to control himself seeing you in a lehenga. 

A Mother's Remedy | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: You fall asleep on Kylian after spending the whole day taking care of the triplets who had the flu.

I’ll take care of you | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Kylian is feeling stressed as the news that he will not be extending with PSG comes out. He seeks comfort in you. 

Send That Picture Promise I'm A Keep It | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: What’s it like texting when your husband is a really busy athlete? 

Drifting Apart | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Y/N and Kylian’s relationship is crumbling as they navigate the most difficult moments of their lives. Will they stay or fall apart due to the pressure?

↳ Part I

Sheila Ki Jawani | Kylian Mbappé

Summary: Y/N is late and Kylian decides to teach her a lesson about tardiness.

Kim Namjoon 🇰🇷

Comfort| Kim Namjoon

Summary: After reading an article about your boyfriend Namjoon's personal information being tracked, you feel quite angry and the only thing you can do is comfort him.

Tom Riddle 🐍

The Heir and His Son | Tom Riddle Sr and Tom Riddle Jr

Summary: Tom Riddle Sr raises his son and it makes all the difference.

↳ Chapter One

↳ Chapter Two

[whyse7vn]

nudes? -

[ ot7 x reader ]

SEOKJIN -

jin: you’re so special

i wish i was special

y/n: r u flirting with me

jin: yeah

y/n: never do it again

jin: sorry

i’m a creep

i’m a weirdo

y/n: it’s true

jin: yeah :/

y/n: i thought you hated radiohead

jin: not today

they speak for me ❤️

y/n: ok

jin: do you miss me be honest

y/n: you don’t want my honesty right now

jin: ur right you know me so well

i’m in a vulnerable state rn

y/n: yeah

jin: so that’s why i’m gonna humbly ask you to send nudes

y/n:

you rn

jin: STOP

NO ITS NOT

PLEASE STOP

y/n: *sighs looks left looks right* idk if i can send you anything jin

jin: stop 😕

y/n: roleplay with me if you want to see some ass pretty boy 🙈🙈🙈🙈

jin: *looks up at you with pleading eyes* p-please

y/n: *pats you on head looks conflicted* i really shouldn’t jinnie

jin: *tears slowly flow out my eyes* PLEASE

*kneels and hugs ur legs now sobbing*

y/n: fucking crybaby bitch *pulls out a gun and empties the whole clip into ur head while reciting jjk chapter 236*

jin: okay wtf

y/n: sorry i was getting into it

jin: that was you into it?

y/n: yeah?

jin: okay

y/n: yeah shut the fuck up you little ant carrying the stupid little bag on a stick

jin: i’m sorry

y/n: know ur place

u little slut

jin: i am NOT roleplaying with you again

y/n: k bye.

jin: ….

…………..

y/n: i said BYE

jin: *whimpers*

y/n: LMAOOOO UR A FREAKKKKK

jin: i can’t believe you made me do that

y/n: didn’t make you do anything

you did that all willingly

u fr wasn’t lying when you said ur a weirdo man

jin: whatever

y/n: miss u xx

6 images sent

NAMJOON -

y/n: no joon but i’m saying what the fuck is a naevis

like i thought it was the fandom name but turns out ITS NOT

WHAT IS NAEVIS

like wdym they said “naevis we love you” and it’s not the fans

WHO IS IT JOON WHO

don’t get me wrong i love aespa like down to the ground but tf are you guys talking about who is is the naevis and do we need to fight

namjoon: i get you baby

y/n: i knew you would understand

you’re the only one i have in this world

me and joon against the world

we’re so cute

namjoom: the cutest!

y/n: WAIT BABE CUZ U SPILLED

WE ARE THE CUTEST WE ARE

BEST COUPLE

like no joke we are like what people dream about

wow joon ur smart

what did you eat today

namjoon: toast baby

it’s 9 in the morning

y/n: ok what is naevis tho

please stay on track

do u know joon?

namjoon: not sure baby

y/n: ok wtf is wrong with you

it feels like ur here but not here

and where are all ur stupid little dad emojis

where is the namjoon i know

namjoon: sorry baby

y/n: ok and you’ve called me baby like how many times??

you only say that when u wanna fuck lmao

OH MYGOD KIM NAMJOON

U NASTY BITCH

WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN DOING

ARE YOU A FREAK

OMYGODFC

namjoon: baby :(

y/n: UR SICK UR SO SICK

namjoon: not doing anything i promise

y/n: I DO NOT BELIVE YOU

namjoon: i’m not a pervert

and i would never lie to you

you know that

y/n: hehehehehe

don’t you know that to me

what if i don’t know joon

heheheh

just imagined you saying that

you know that >:-|

with ur silly little srs face

that little face was u by the way

anyways

you will NOT seduce me

namjoon: ok

y/n: ok

namjoon: ok

y/n: ok

namjoon: ok

y/n: ok

namjoon: send me nudes pretty

y/n: wow namjoons a whore guys

namjoon: guys?

who are you talking to

y/n: i can’t take this

HEHHE I AM BLUSHING THO HEHEHDH

you’ve changed joon….

namjoon: sorry? idk what to say baby

it feels like i’m taking to like 4 people at once

y/n: UR WHAT????

namjoon: baby stop being silly

y/n: silly?

silly is such a silly word

heheheh

like ur soooo silly

isn’t that silly joon

namjoon: stop saying silly

y/n: can’t help being the naturally silly girl i am joon like i’m just silly i was born like this

namjoon: i’m wearing my glasses btw

y/n: oh?

namjoon: yeah baby

y/n: what was it that u wanted joon >.<

JUNGKOOK -

jungkook: babe can i try something please

y/n: no

jungkook: good girl

y/n: ???

jungkook: was that nice?

y/n: no

jungkok: ok then

y/n: was that it?

jungkook: should i end my life

y/n: let me think about it

jungkook: ok

babe

y/n: yeah

jungkook: do you you ever feel really exposed to the dinosaurs?

y/n: what?

jungkook: i feel so exposed to them

y/n: what does that mean

jungkook: they know me

but like

it’s too much

they know too much

y/n: they are dead

jungkook: ok

i’m sorry

y/n: are you ok?

jungkook: i wish i was born as a little potato

so i could be put into a soup or something

or maybe i would be made into a little mcdonalds fry

y/n: what are you going on about

jungkook: babe

time is an illusion

you have to get it before it gets you

y/n: jungkook what do you actually want rn

jungkook: i love speaking to you

can i not speak to you

y/n: what do you want from me

jungkook: so like

y/n: so like????

jungkook: canyouplssendmenudes

y/n: is that it?

jungkook: i love you

y/n: 4 images sent

jungkook: i could cry

y/n: please don’t

jungkook: love my life

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

do you miss me as much as i miss you

home soon babe 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

ur so pretty

i want to peel off ur skin and suck on ur bones

y/n: what the hell

jungkook: can i?

y/n: could u just not say i’m hot and move on please

jungkook: ur HOT

HOT AF BABE

HOTTIE

HOT AHHH

SPICY HOT

TOO HOT TO HANDLE AHH

BURNING I AM

TOOOOOO HOOOT

y/n: enough

jungkook: sorry

HOSEOK -

hobi:

y/n: not reading all of that sorry for your loss or congratulations idk

hobi: fair enough

y/n: yeah

hobi: ok send ur nudes rn

i’ll rate them 1-10

y/n: that makes me want to throw up

hobi: don’t even stress it’s gonna be a 10

i just like the edge it gives you when u know ur being judged

makes u panic so you get creative

y/n: that sounds toxic as hell???

hobi: probably is idk

y/n: let’s break up

hobi: nooo my creative girl don’t go 😢

y/n: going

hobi: can you call me daddy like once

y/n: you are out of ur mind

hobi: it’ll probably be really hot

y/n: we have done this once already hoseok

you literally threw up after i said it

hobi: ok i was young then

it wasn’t right calling a young man like me daddy

but i’ve grown now pls

y/n: it was 2 months ago

hobi: my love i’ve grown honestly 🙏🏻

y/n: can you leave me alone

hobi: kk send me pics tho xx

y/n: xx?

hobi: i kissed you

yk to be nice?

don’t tell me you want a hug too

i spoil you too much

xxoooxxxoo

y/n: i will kill you

hobi: ok but be honest was this a good attempt

y/n: this was ur worst by far

ur getting desperate babe and it’s showing

hobi: IVE BEEN DESPERATE SINCE THE MORNING

pls pls pls pls pls pls PLEASE SEND ME NUDES PLEASE

y/n: yawn the begging is getting boring

hobi: FUCK U

i’ll be back in 5

need thinking time

y/n: did you just send me money?

hobi: no?

y/n: ?

hobi: yeah :/

y/n: this is getting sad

2 images sent

hobi: god is good amen 🙏🏻

YOONGI -

yoongi: can you

y/n: can you

yoongi: i can

y/n: you can

yoongi: yeah

y/n: that’s crazy

yoongi: not really

but pls can you

y/n: it’s really crazy yoongi

yoongi: i’m telling you it’s not

y/n: it is

yoongi: why

y/n: why?

yoongi: yeah that’s what i asked

y/n: the fact that you have to ask why is even crazier

yoongi: it is?

y/n: it is.

yoongi: oh

y/n: i hope ur ashamed of yourself

yoongi: but you normally can

y/n: ok?

yoongi: ok?

y/n: people change

yoongi: clearly

y/n: are you trying to fight me rn

yoongi: kinda

y/n: typical

yoongi: but like

y/n: but like?

yoongi: a fight but kinda different yk?

y/n: ur not right

yoongi: :/

y/n: yoongi

yoongi: yeah

y/n: can i be honest

yoongi: you can

y/n: i have no idea what we are taking about

yoongi: what

y/n: what

yoongi: we are supposed to be on the same page

y/n: i’m like 15 pages ahead rn

yoongi: no

you are 15 pages behind

y/n: pretty sure i’m ahead but whatever

yoongi: i’m telling you you’re not

y/n: it’s okay to be wrong sometimes babe

yoongi: ok

y/n: so proud of you

love when you learn new things

yoongi in his acceptance era ❤️❤️

yoongi: send me nudes

y/n: OMGGGG

yoongi also in his slut era

yoongi: whatever send pls

y/n: i even got a please i must be dreaming wow

yoongi: it was a pls

so it holds less value than a please

y/n: wow ur not acting like you want these nudes

yoongi: please :3

y/n: OMG THE FAMOUS YOONGI CAT FACE

best day ever

yoongi: fr best day ever!!

y/n: wow that’s scary never speak like me again

yoongi: i won’t

that made me physically ill

y/n: good

anyways beg me one more time please ;)

yoongi: you naked now please

y/n: um

are you telling me or asking me

that one felt very conflicting

yoongi: why are we still talking

y/n: maybe because we are deeply in love idk

yoongi: nude 4 nude

y/n: SAY LESS

4 images sent

JIMIN -

jimin: send nudes?

y/n: are u fr? not even a hi?

jimin: hi

send nudes?

y/n: no

how about u send me a stack

jimin: i can do that

lowkey prostitution but i can still do that

y/n: that was not in exchange for nudes btw

jimin: LAME

i support sex work

y/n: you just shamed prostitution

jimin: i did not

y/n: leave alone

jimin: can you not be emo rn please omg

i just want nudes

so i can put it on my onlyfans

y/n: ur what?

jimin: onlyfans

y/n: since when do you have an onlyfans?

jimin: i’m building a life for us babe ❤️

y/n: you are an idol

jimin: ok?

can i not share my ALL goods with with the world?

y/n: ur goods?

u asked ME for nudes

jimin: are you not mine?

y/n: no?

jimin: ok wrong answer but i get it feminism and stuff

stand ur ground queen 🙏🏻❤️

y/n: do not uplift me rn

jimin: sorry i can’t help it praise shesus!!!!!

y/n: go away

jimin: ok

let’s make some content babydoll

y/n: baby what?

jimin: think my first post should be feet pics

y/n: no

jimin: ur right they probably would want a full body pic first

y/n: can you actually go away

jimin: i can’t

i belong with you

my soul itches when we are apart

y/n: idc!

ur a freak say away

jimin: :p

y/n: 🖕🏽

jimin: ok nudes now

jimin sent 3 pictures

for you queen

y/n: gross

jimin: don’t lie

it’s a good angle no?

y/n: no

2 images sent

now leave me alone

TAEHYUNG -

y/n: bring me back cookies pls

taehyung: babe i’m feeling miscovus idk if i can

y/n: what?

taehyung: miscivous

miceovus

movovius

ME

THIS IS ME RN!!!

y/n: cookies yes or no

taehyung: ok but u pay for them

y/n: this would go crazy in the gc

but ok

check ur bank account

taehyung: ummm wtf

that was not what i meant

y/n: ?

taehyung: i told you i’m feeling miscovus

y/n: mischievous?

taehyung: ok show off

but yeah i’m feeling this micovus vibe rn

y/n: how have you spelt it wrong again?

taehyung: send me ur boobs

y/n: woah

taehyung: that is exactly what i will say when i see ur boobs on my screen

y/n: u make me sick

taehyung: woof woof meow pls send bae

y/n: was that necessary

taehyung: probably not but i’m feeling the vibes rn

y/n: that’s gross

never say that again

taehyung: it’s the truth tho venus in retrograde and ur boobs need to be on my screen

the universes is giving the the vibes

777

222

333

1066

y/n: 1066?

taehyung: the battle of hastings?

y/n: what?

taehyung: no babe why did mother earth literally just call me rn and say ur seeing it boobs rn would balance my infinity stones 😭

y/n: my head hurts

so bad

taehyung: i’m so upset for u fr but

can you balance me

oh pls oh pls

y/n: if i don’t get my fucking cookies after this i’m gonna be so mad

1 image attached

taehyung: hehehehehehhehehehehehehe

[mikmikisnotcrack]

BTS Reaction

Their best friend/crush is afraid of thunderstorms

Pairing: BTS x Reader

Genre: fluff

Warnings: None

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Thunder storms sucked. You love the calming sounds of rain hitting against your glass window. But that's rain. Thubderstorms, however are a curse fron satan. You absolutely loathed the loud, crashing sound that could be heard in the sky. Ever since you were a child you absolutely hated thunderstorms. They scared you to death. Luckily for you, your best friend was always there to comfort you whenever thunderstorms hit.

Kim Namjoon

He'd run over to your house the MOMENT he heard that there was a storm coming. He knew it was wiser to take his car, but he had forgotten to refill the gas when he went to run some errands earlier in the day. He could've just gotten an uber, but it was raining heavily, no driver would want to drive in such a slippery condition. And even if he did find a driver, the rain would've caused traffic. So the only option he had on such notice was to run.

When he arrives over at your house, he'd be greeted with you curled up in your living room, trying to drown out the loud cracks of lighting that errupted in the sky. He'd wrap his arms around your torso as you laid in his lap. He'd rest his chin on your head, taking in your scent while you two stay silent, listening to the sound of rain hitting the windows. He personally doesn't hate storms, he actually finds it calming whenever he writes music. The only thing he hates about it is because it makes you terrified.

God, you meant so much to him. If you were miles away, he'd still run to you just so you wouldn't be afraid. "I love you" He'd sigh, not realizing that he had thought out loud once again. He'd attempt to cover it up, but you just smiled and kissed him to shut him up.

Kim Seokjin

Seokjin would be the bestest bestie. Since the power was out in your neighborhood, he'd bring over some hot food and tea to warm you up throughout the stormy night. He'd watch you take big slurps of ramen, completely neglecting his own food. His eyes would linger on your figure as he took in your beauty. He'd reflect on how much you meant to him. You may not think of him as your lover, but he'd rather life stay this way.

After eating, he'd go to your room to bring out your favorite blankets, stuffed toys and pillows and get comfy on your sofa bed. You'd lay on his broad chest, his arm wrapped securely around you while the other was doing weird gestures as you two talked throughout the night. Again, he'd watch your every reaction as he told the story of Yoongi falling off his chair. He loved the way you scrunch your nose and throw your head back when you laughed.

Once the laughter died down, you two stared into each other's eyes. Even with the dim light the candles provided, he still looked like an absolute demigod. If anything, the candle light just gave him an extra godly glow. "I love you" you'd say contently. His face and neck immediately turning into a bright red. You'd laugh at his reaction and he would scold you, telling you to shut up because its not funny. You'd wrap his arms around him and say "Be my boyfriend, it's not like we're gonna meet anyone else soon. You're too weird for that"

"YAH, IM THE ONE WHO'S SUPPOSED TO SAY THAT, NOT YOU!"

Min Yoongi

Every single time it stormed, you would always message Yoongi. He'd ignore your messages though. You'd whine for hours, saying how he doesn't love his best friend anymore and such. It'd be late at night and you're already dozing off when you finally got a response from him.

'Learn to open the door, stupid. I've been standing here for 10 minutes.'

When you open the door you'd be greeted with your best friend holding a bag of ramen, strawberry milk and other knick knacks that he probably bought from the convenience store. You two would forget about the food and just cuddle on your bed. He'd softly smile whenever you flinched at the sound of thunder and he'd wrap his arms tightly around your torso.

"(y/n) be my girlfriend, I promise I'll protect you from the stormy nights."

Jung Hoseok

Despite the loud cracks of tunder outside, Hoseok would somehow find a way to lighten the mood. He'd play some music on his phone and the two of you would dance the fright away. To be honest, it was really hard to dance around in the living room in the dark, but it was fun anyways. Every time a loud crack of thunder would errupt, he'd crush you with a hug or tickle you so that you wouldn't be afraid.

As the night flew by, you found yourselves tired from dancing and just laying on the cold floor. Not that it bothered you, warmth radiated off of Hoseok as if he were the sun... which, he is. Everytime it rains, Hoseok finds away for you to forget that it was even raining to begin with.

"(y/n), let me be the sun and hope in your life. I'll always be there to brighten your day even through the stormy nights."

Park Jimin

Jimin was the sweetest best friend you could ask for. It wouldn't even be raining yet and he'd be over at your house. You two would marathon your favorite dramas on netflix while he had his arm around you. The drama would be in the good part where Jong Suk and Suzy would see each other in the rain, when all the sudden the power would cut off. You'd be frustrated that you didn't see what was going to happen to your favorite characters, but that was quickly replaced with fear the moment another crack of thunder boomed throughout the household.

Jimin would hold you close, saying sweet nothings in your ears as he ran his hands through your hair. Eventually, his actions would lull you to sleep. Jimin would carry you to your bed and tuck you in. Before he'd leave to fold the blankets and clean up in the living room, he'd kiss your forehead and say "I love you (y/n). I hope one day I'll get to tell you that while you're awake" As he turned around, he felt a tug at the back of his shirt. Jimin froze, realizing you were awake all this time.

"Chim chim~ don't leave me" You whined. He smiled as he turned around and joined you under the the covers. "So I'm guessing you heard what I said when I thought you were sleeping?" He asked, flushing red. You hummed contently as you kissed his nose, earing a smile from him "Yup, and I love you too"

Kim Taehyung

You and Taehyung would spend the whole night building a pillow fort, laying on yiur stomachs and watching downloaded shows on netflix. You probably watched Beauty and the Beast about a hundred times, but the two if you didn't care. Taehyung would hold you close every time thunder would strike and he'd let you burry your face in his chest. As the night flew by, the storm increased and you were having a hard time paying attention to the movies due to thunder cracking every two to five minutes.

Taehyung would then shut off your phone, earning a brief complaint from you and flipped you over so you were laying on your back, his arm acting as a makeshift pillow. He'd pull you close to his chest and start stroking your hair. You relaxed into his embrace, wrapping your own arms and legs around him as he started singing some songs. He was about mid way to Spring Day when you slowly started to doze off. "(y/n), I love you" He'd say to you "I love you too Taehyung" you reply sleepily. He showed that beautiful boxy smile before kissing you.

Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook would go over to your house with a duffle bag full of snacks, soda and card games. Since the power was out, he couldn't exactly play overwatch with you. You two would make a small base with a bunch of duvets and pillows and just spend the night laughing at each other's ridiculous and sexual responses in cards against humanity. Eventually, after playing through all of the card games he brought, you two would lay down on the blankets and stare at the ceiling. You did your best not to scream every time thunder would crack, but that didn't stop the whimpers you let out.

Jungkook turned over to you, worry evident in his face as he watched you hug the cooky pillow he had given you. "Oh! I almost forgot" He says, an imaginary light bulb appearing on his head as he stood up and walked over to his duffle bag. You were confused for a moment until he brought out what looked like a star projector. He briefly checked if the batteries were okay and placed it just above the pillows you two layed on and flicked the switch. Jungkook laid back down and watched your face light up when stars and constellations filled your living room.

He smiled as he watched your side profile. Your eyes were looking at each and every star and constellation you could see. You would bring your arm up and point at different constellations and explained to Jungkook their meanings. He didn't exactly understand some of them, but he absolutely adored how much you loved seeing constellations.

"You know, among the stars that we see... You're the most beautiful star out there in the galaxy"

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Hope you guys enjoyed it!! I havent written in quite some time, so I hope I lived up to an expectation for someone who hasnt written in a while! Requests are always open, so feel free to send me some

[ujiyoongi-world]

warning(s): established relationship!au, gender neutral!reader

word count: 605

“what do you want for christmas, namu?”

the innocent straightforward question of yours made namjoon’s head turn towards your direction, disregarding the book in his hand. the only response you got back was his head shaking as he took in your position.

you were lying upside down on the couch, legs up against the back of the seat with your head hanging off the side. taking a bookmark and placing it in his book, namjoon stood up and headed towards your direction. kneeling down to reach your eye level as you grinned up at him.

chuckling at your childish antics, namjoon kissed your forehead with a soft smile. you smiled back in response and namjoon inwardly screamed. he truly believed that your smile could outshine the sun - let’s just not mention it to hoseok - and all the stars.

giggling, you tried to lean up and kiss his forehead but his height, even when kneeling, made it impossible. your soft laughter was what caught namjoon’s attention as his mind seemed to wander off (with thoughts of you of course).

“come on, namu, tell me what you want, please,” you begged, dragging the last word out. you brought the two of your hands together in a pleading motion in order to find out what to get for your boyfriend. in your eyes, your boyfriend had everything he wanted. never once did he drop any hints about wanting anything for christmas so naturally, giving gifts to him this time of year was hard.

namjoon was cautious, he knew that at any mention that he had liked something, it would appear mysteriously in his studio or delivered to him. he knew it was your doing and he didn’t like the idea of you spending so much on him when you could be treating yourself - though he still loved and cherished each gift you’ve given him, the watch on his hand a gentle reminder of it.

“angel, i would love anything you give to me. even if it's just a card with a ‘merry christmas’ written on it, i would probably frame it to show it off to world,”

“namu! i’m serious!” you said, chuckling at the idea.

“i am serious, angel!” he said while standing up. namjoon turned around to place his book on the table and headed towards the shared kitchen area. seeing him move, made you get up from your position. determination filled your veins, not wanting to give up on your journey to find out what would be the ideal christmas gift. you hurried after him, stumbling from your comfortable position on the couch.

in the kitchen, namjoon had his back turned to you as he brewed a fresh pot of coffee. his mind was filled with the thoughts of the other members, wondering if they’re okay and if he should check up on them, but it all disappeared as soon as he felt two arms wrap around him.

“namu,” you said, dragging out his name. you hoped, prayed, wished that he would at least drop a hint to help out. he only smiled back. turning the kettle off, he turned to face you. with furrowed eyebrows and slightly pouted lips painting your face, namjoon’s grin only widened.

“angel, i promise you. i really don’t need or want anything for christmas,” seeing you want to protest he quickly leaned in to peck your lips to stop your rebuttal. he placed both his hands around your face to ensure you hear his next few words carefully, “all i want for christmas is to be with you,” he said.

how could you refuse a christmas wish like that?

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[comparatist]

Joon appreciation post: Late night edition. 🥵

Source: Weverse

[th0rnado]

⏳•` 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚏

Latibule

(n.) a hiding place; a place of safety and comfort.

[dirtybtssnaps]

Joonie? Can we please cuddle? I've had a really bad day and just wanna cuddle with my daddy *pouts* please daddy?

(first time doing this ask sksksksk)

"Of course we can cuddle moonlight, and I want you to tell daddy what happened and anything he can do for you. But you do know daddy has naughty hands right, he might touch you in some naughty places is that okay moonlight?"

-Kim Namjoon

[sanaruly]

⸙ # minimoni bios

﹟  minimoni ⊹ 🥢 ! 𝗅𝗎𝗏⠀⸝⸝

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𓏲⠀minimoni `⠀𓈈⠀💐⠀⭑

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⌗⠀🥞 ⸙ m.moni ⎋

  ﹟nj. 커피 ☕ ♥︎ jm.

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[abbieperry11]

You're welcome

[dayaltaekooker]

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[awake-not-today]

SUNDAY MORNING

Namjoon X Reader

Fluff/smut

Send me requests. Any member. Smut or fluff. Ask box is always open.

Sunday mornings were always Namjoon's favourite.

He loved waking up before the sun rose, watching as the light crept into the room, slowly illuminating everything as the new day broke. He loved the quiet, the still, the way the world still slept as he watched on with sleepy eyes.

But his favourite part of Sunday mornings was having you there, resting soundly beside him. The soft breathing as you curled in on yourself, tangled in his sheets, hair messy against the white of his pillow. You were his favourite thing to watch, admiring the glow of your skin as the early morning sun crept streaks over you, warming the places it touched. He loved it, and he loved you.

Namjoon shuffled closer, raising a hand to softly brush your hair from your face, curling it behind your ear. He was careful not to disturb you, wanting to savour every last second of just having you there, resting comfortably beside him. He admired the way your lips parted, a small sigh escaping as you shuffled a little in your slumber, smiling as your nose crinkled briefly. He admired your soft skin, the slight puffiness of your lips and cheeks, and ever so slowly he shuffled down again to lean and press a kiss to your temple.

Wrapping an arm around your waist as he lay down, chest against your back, he didn’t notice the flutter of your eyelids as you awoke from your sleep at the gentle press of his lips to your head. You smiled, small but bright, and turned in his arms to bury your face in his chest. Namjoon grinned at that, feeling your warm breath against the skin of his throat as you nudged his chin with your nose, making him look down at you.

“Hmm.” You breathed, content in his embrace. “Good morning.”

“Good morning baby,” His smile was gorgeous, dimples on full show, making you reach your hand up to brush a thumb over one, “Sleep well?”

“Amazing.” Your eyes catch, a small grin playing about both of your lips, as his hand slips under your shirt to brush over the soft skin of your back. He bumps his nose against yours, making you chuckle, before he ghosts a kiss over your lips. Your hands cling to the front of his shirt and he smiles again, rolling you both over before kissing you again, firmer but slow. Lazy.

His hips roll down against yours and you notice it, his morning wood pressed insistently against your thigh. You aren’t in any rush though, just breathing each other in, taking a moment to savour each other in the sunrise.

His lips leave yours, and he presses small kisses to your forehead, both of your eyes, your nose, before working his way over your neck. You hum, feeling yourself heat up at the small flutters of contact, barely noticing when he pushes your shirt up over your breasts. Fingers trace the curves of your chest, thumbs brushing over your nipples, causing a wave of goosebumps to break out over your ever sensitising skin. He takes one in his mouth, tongue flicking over it softly as his nails rake gently down your sides to tug at the waistband of your shorts.

“Joon.” He looks up and meets your eyes, half lidded and serene. He sits back, looking over your almost nude form, as he pulls his own shirt over his head, before pulling yours off too. His lips meet yours again, sinking into you for a while, feeling your hardened nipples pressed against the bare skin of his chest. He can’t remember the last time he saw you like this, but it’s fast becoming his favourite way to see you. Utterly blissful under the smallest touch.

Again he moves, fluttering kisses down your neck, between your breasts, down your stomach, until he finally comes face to face with the shorts you still have on. He pulls on them gently, your hips raising slightly to allow him to pull them down your thighs and off completely, hands spreading you open to he can appreciate you in all of your glory. “Fuck, you're beautiful.”

You watch as Namjoon settles himself between your thighs, tracing a finger between your folds as he watches your face. You gasp almost silently, hips shifting at the short burst of pleasure shooting through you. He beams at that, turning his focus into your pussy as he watches his finger slide over your clit, slowly building you up, not wanting to rush for a moment. Namjoon brings two fingers to your entrance and pushes them inside, eyes focused on the way you open up so willingly for him, and he leans in to press a kiss to your pussy.

You love it when he gets like this, taking his time to make sure he lets you know how much he adores you, every inch of you, and you can’t help but arch your back as his tongue works over the bundle of nerves, fingers curled inside of you as he works you over almost painfully slow. His other hand is tracing circles onto the skin of your inner thigh, leaving you delirious from the rush of ecstasy surging through you. He stays like that for as long as it takes to get you to cum for him, drinking up every last drop you offer, fingers never stopping as he works you through it.

Once again he sits back as admires you. The sunlight brighter now, revealing the flush over your chest and neck, the tangles of your hair where you gripped it as he worked you over, the redness of your pussy from his mouth and hands. This was definitely the best way to see you, and if you would let him he'd take a picture, but the memory will have to do.

He crawls back up your body, taking a second to run his tongue over your nipples, and kisses you lazily as he runs the head of his cock over your heat, smiling at the way it makes you quiver beneath him. Slowly he pushes into you, until his hips are pressed flush against yours. He looks at you for a brief moment, hands running up your sides to push your arms over your head, pinning them there as he pulls back and drives into you deep.

The moan that leaves your lips is positively obscene, too loud for the silence of the morning, but Namjoon doesn’t care. He wants to hear it again and so he does the same thing again, pressing his forehead against yours as he drives into you slow, deep, drinking in each sound you make as though he'll never hear them again. Namjoon has always been like this, each move calculated, it’s how he is in every aspect of his life. He's an overthinker, but that only means he knows how to utterly wreck you in the bedroom, every single movement made to have you falling apart for him.

His lips meet yours in a relaxed kiss, his hips snapping faster against yours as he chases his climax, your legs coming up to wrap around him as you feel another of yours approaching. His hits first, an elongated groan passing through his parted lips as his movements slow to a halt. He pulls out, shifting his body to the side and letting go of your arms so he can slip a hand back down your body, fingers working furiously over your clit until you're crying out again, body arched into his as he kisses your hair, telling you how much he loves you.

In the afterglow his eyes never leave you, focusing on your face as you try to catch your breath. You can feel Namjoon's stare and you chuckle, rolling over to bury your face in the pillow, mumbling about how embarrassing you must look in your fucked out state. Namjoon just smiles again, gripping your hips and pulling you so your back is pressed against his chest, shaking his head as he settles back down into the sheets.

“No. You're perfect.”

[boobo13cambridge]

Comfort

Request: hi!! since you’re taking requests i was wondering if you could write something about comforting namjoon ? the reader is just very soft and they love skin ship !! thank you for reading this<33

Warnings: soft and sad Joonie 🙁, swearing. Ever since hearing about the monk leaking his info and on top of the that an employee doing the same I feel so bad for him. He really doesn't deserve any of that.

A/N: Hello anon, I hope you enjoyed this blurb! Also I’m such a sucker for joonie being the little spoon, my precious little buff beansprout. He deserves all the cuddles in the world

You were scrolling through your phone while stirring a pot of seolleongtang when you came across another article stating how Namjoon’s personal information was being tracked by a HYBE employee for non-work related purposes. You felt your blood boiling. This was the second time some asshole invaded your boyfriend’s privacy. Namjoon deserved the world and seeing how he was being treated like a page in a news article broke your heart. You can only imaging how he was feeling right now. Your precious man always made you feel safe and kept you away from all the hate and negativity as much as he could and you wished you could do the same for him.

You hear the sound of the front door of your shared apartment opening and Joon taking of his shoes. “Jagi, I’m home.”, he softly calls out. “I’m in the kitchen, Joon.” 

You hear his footsteps as you close your phone and place it one the kitchen counter. The soup is done but leave it to simmer on low. You feel Namjoon’s arms wrap around you as he places a soft kiss on your neck. “I missed you, baby”, he mumbles muffling his face in between the crook of your neck. “I missed you too, handsome.”, you reply softly, carding your fingers through his soft hair. 

“Jonnie, can I ask you something?”, you say turning around in his embrace, wrapping your arms around his neck. Looking into your eyes, he has an inkling about what you’re going to ask but nods nonetheless. “I heard about the employee tracking your personal information. I was so upset when I saw that baby, I can’t even imagine what you’re going through. Is they’re anything I can do for you, my love?”

Namjoon hates seeing you this worried about him, but in that moment seeing your eyes filled with love and concern for him, he swears he just fell a little harder for you. Placing a delicate kiss on your forehead, he tightens his hold on you. “There’s nothing you can do, jagi. The company’s lawyers are already taking care of it.” he reassures you. “but, I wouldn't mind some cuddles and a bowl of seolleongtang. ”. He gives you his dimpled smile and you can’t help but give him a kiss. “Anything for you, baby.” You grab a tray placing two bowls filled with hot soup to take it to your bedroom ignoring Namjoon’s offer to help carry it. You loved your boyfriend, but you also loved your china bowls.  After you both finished eating, you wrapped Namjoon in your arms cuddling him as he layed on your chest, softly humming a tune your mom used to sing to you when you were upset. 

“I love you so much, jagi”, he yawned cuddling further into you. “I love you more, baby. ”, you pressed a soft kiss to his head. You felt Joon’s breath level out as he was slowly lulled to sleep by your voice and the soft pitter-patter of the rain outside. You tightened your hold on Joon and vowed to yourself that no matter what you would always be by his side protecting him from all those who wished him ill. Notes: Seolleongtang is a milky beef bone soup that is very popular to eat year round but especially during the winter.

[imaginexbangtan]

Your father is a professional videographer and always works on the Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve production set. Because of this, you've gone every New Years since you were 12 and snagged a spot in the very front row.

Since you're following your father's footsteps and are about to score a bachlors degree in videography, he lets you come with him behind the scenes. While you're receving a detailed lesson on how and when to do things, you were interupted by a couple concerned preformers.

Excuse me, I accidentally fell into one of your stage cameras. I'm so sorry, I just wanted to let you know incase i broke anything.

Your father turns to the man with a mixed expresion of stress and exhaustion.

Y/N you go handle it, I'm in a bit of a time scrunch with the setup.

Sure thing.

You pick up a camera bag and follow the preformer.

How did you even bump the camera? It's at the very edge of the stage...

You ask with a confused chuckle.

I don't even know, sometimes I just blink and something breaks.

He says in an embarassed laugh.

The first time I dropped one of my dad's cameras was the last time I went anywhere that year.

You said raising your gloved hands to your face with a laugh.

Hate to say this, but if it's broken... you're for sure dead. My name is Y/N just incase you need a witness list.

You turned to shake his ihand.

I might not make it to 2020. I'm Namjoon, my stage name is RM.

He said with a laugh as he shook your hand. You solute him after your hands part ways.

Oh, you're a member of BTS then.

You say as you and Namjoon arrive next to the camera.

Yea-

You cut him off.

Aw nuts! Looks like the hinges bent...

You exclaim while looking over the camera.

Oh gosh, I'm so sorry!

He blurts desperatly.

It looks like it's going to be okay for the most part, someone is just going to have to hold it.

You say while getting up, just then a man comes running toward you.

Y/N your dad fell off a ladder, hes being transported to the hospital right now. We cant get a last minute videographer, you're our best best.

The man said with pleading eyes.

What, how?

You grow dizzy as your stomach turns.

I-I can't film, I dont have my degree yet. How's my dad is he going to be okay?

With all these thoughts roaming around your head your vision goes blurry.

I need to sit down for a second.

You stumble to sit, but Namjoon helps you lower yourself to the ground.

I'll get you some water.

Namjoon says as he speeds off.

Y/N you've gotta do this, it's what your father wanted you to do.

The man says. showing no sign of giving up.

Okay, I'll do it. I just need a couple minutes to get myself together again.

As you make the deal, the man leaves satisfyed. Namjoon comes back with a cold bottle of water. He opens it for you and rests his hand on your shoulder while you drink.

Are you okay?

He asked with a look in his eyes similar to that of a sad concerned toddler.

I think I'm alright...

You say as Namjoon hands you the cap to the water bottle and helps you up.

Are you sure?

He asks as he steadies you in his nice strong arms.

Yeah, I think I am. Guess who's filming your proformance tonight.

You say pointing both your thumbs at your shoulders.

—To Be Continued...—

[mingiswow]

10 | Blood Princess

Pairing: Namjoon x reader

Genre: Mafia!au

Warnings: violence, suggestive themes, cuss words, thigh riding 

Word count: + 2,4 k

a/n: I’m so sorry I was away for so long, but everything has been crazy lately. But don’t worry! I’ll finish this story as well as the other projects. Maybe it’ll take a little while but I’ll do it! Hope you enjoy this chapter. Lots of love 💖

It felt like Deja vu, you coming down the stairs all dressed up, the three youngest ones coming in front of you, Namjoon looking absolutely ravishing in his blue plaid suit and matching pants, his white dress shirt half opened, showing part of his chest and leaving you with sinful thoughts.

You came down the last steps and stopped in front of him, a big smile on both of your lips. His calloused hands gently touched yours, intertwining your fingers.

“If it is possible, you look even more beautiful than ever looked” the man left a kiss on your forehead, making a heat go straight up your cheeks.

“Maybe is the idea I’m finally yours now” Namjoon chuckled at your answer, throwing his head a little back and smiling down at you.

“You’ll never lose that sharp mouth of yours, aren’t you?” you denied with your head. “I think we should get going, I made reservations for us in a place I think you’ll really like” you nodded as he pulled you to the door, being followed by four giant men, his bodyguards. “Yoongi, Jin, take care of everything for me while I’m out, yeah?”

“Go have some fun, boss. You need” Jin answered, hugging Yoongi by the side. “We’ll take care of here. Anything you need don’t hesitate to call us”

“Thanks, boys” Namjoon walked out the mansion, hand still holding yours. He just let go for you to enter the car waiting outside.

You sat on the soft leather seat and waited for the man to join you. Your heart was pounding fast and your stomach was a mess. In your entire life, you’ve never been so nervous before, not even before your first mission as Blood Princess, not even after you killed your first victim. Nothing made you as nervous as the idea of going out with Namjoon as a couple.

The seat by your side sank and an arm wrapped your waist and pulled you to the side. The man kept hugging your waist sideways as the other hand held yours. Whoever saw you never imagined who you were, what you were, you just looked like a fancy couple in love.

Which was not entirely a lie.

“You look absolutely stunning tonight, Y/N” his velvety voice woke you up from your daydreaming, your eyes looking up to his. “I don’t know how long I can wait until I finally touch you the way you deserve” your eyes went immediately to the ground, the heat in your cheeks growing once again, and he laughed at your reaction, pulling you by your chin to look at him again. “You are my most precious thing right now. I could lose my gang, my houses, my cars, anything, as long as I have you, I’ll be happy” you smiled at him, pushing your body up so you could capture his lips.

Namjoon’s hands squeezed your waist and tight as soon as your lips touched his. He always got impressed of how fast his body would respond to you and your stimulus. You were no different, heat waves taking over your body, heart speeding at an incredible pace, hands electric, agitated, wanting to touch him everywhere they could.

The kiss heated up, the man’s strong grip bringing you to straddle his lap, sitting in one of his tights. The contact of the cold fabric of his paints against your already wet panty made you suck for air still into the kiss, a whiny moan leaving your lips afterward. 

“Sweet Jesus, princess, you’re this turned on already?” the shit-eating grin he had on his face was making you even wetter. “Do you want to ride my thigh, princess? I can make you cum before we get on our destination” your eyes rolled when he grabbed your waist and made you rub on top of his thigh, lips holding together to not let a loud moan out. “I want words, princess. Tell me what you want” another rub and, this time, a moan left your mouth, making him twitch inside his clothes.

“Y-yes” the words barely came out, just a whisper.

“Yes what?” Namjoon forced you even further his thigh, made you contract your sex into nothing. What this man was doing to your sanity?

“Yes, boss” the smirk that appeared on the man’s lips was a mixture between horny and sadistic.

“Such a good princess, aren’t we?” his lips joined yours again, this time faster, rougher, hornier. The air in the car was dense and smelled like lust, like sex. “C’mon, play with my thigh” you weren’t sure if you were able to do it so, your legs shaky as jelly already. Never, in your entire life, you felt something like this. But you weren’t the one complaining. Completely the opposite actually.

You started to move your body slowly, closing your eyes and enjoying the sensation. You pulled your panties to the side, leaving your clit exposed to the soft fabric of his pants, the friction increasing at the same proportion as the pleasure. You were sure he would have the mark of your nails on him even over the clothes he wore from how hard you held his shoulders, using them as support for your weak legs.

The knot in your stomach increased and you knew you were getting closer. You opened his shirt, leaving his muscular chest exposed for you. He left a loud grunt when you passed your nails through the skin, marking ever so slightly. His grunt was followed by your own moan, warning you that you were close to your high.

“Are you gonna cum, Y/N?” you nodded, biting your lower lip trying to hold the moans wanting to escape your throat. “No, baby. Don’t hold it, I want to hear you, I want you to scream my name. I want you to show me I was the man that made you feel like that” his words hit you like a truck and soon enough you were a moaning mess on top of him, holding on for dear life as your orgasm waved through your body. His large hands, helping you grind on him, overstimulating your bundle of nerves, making you almost scream his name. “There you go, princess. Such a good girl” he kissed you gently, so gently that it even felt like it was the same man that was kissing you seconds ago. “How do you feel?” his hands caressed your hair, putting the messed-up ones in place.

“So damn good” he laughed at you as you laid your head on his shoulder. “Thank you, Joon”

“For what exactly?”

“For being the nicest man I’ve ever been with” you left his embrace to look at him in the eyes and you swore you saw galaxies on them.

“You don’t have to thank me for that. It’s the least I can do as your boyfriend”

“Am I your girlfriend? I don’t remember that” you teased the man, biting his nose. Namjoon always loved that duality on you, one minute you were this hot, merciless woman, and in the other, you were this cute and soft being.

“Not officially, but soon” you nodded at him and left his lap, sitting by his side again.

“Well, I’ll be waiting for that” the man left a little kiss on your lips and a few minutes after, the driver announced your arrival.

The restaurant was fancy and you could see a few other people spread through the place. The walls were covered in a dark red wallpaper with a few drawings that remembered you some pictures you saw from Italy in Papa Choi’s house. The lights were low, in a soft tone of yellow, giving the place this romantic and even sensual atmosphere. The furniture was all made of dark brown wood with black metal feet matching the chairs. Everything in that place felt coordinated and, together, gave an old French movie aura.

“Welcome back, Mr. Kim” a tall and very well dressed woman received you with a big smile on her face. “Your table is ready and soon our sommeliers will be taking your wine”.

“Thanks, Karen” the woman politely bowed to you two and left, Namjoon leading you to a more reserved booth in the back part of the restaurant.

“Do you come here often?” you asked as you followed the man. The fact that the woman knew exactly his table, welcomed him “back” and also knew his favorite wine made you wondered how many times he went there and how many times he took women there.

“I’m the owner, Y/N. Do you think I only make dirty money?” he questioned as he saw your confused look, making your cheeks go red by the assumption.

“I never thought of anything else” you grabbed the cup of, now served, red wine and took a sip.

“I’m not like him, Y/N. If I decide to give up of this life I can, I make my clean money as well”

“Why don’t you gave up yet then?” he looked into your eyes, his brown ones staring deeply into you.

“I like the thrill of it, the danger, the fun. Just being a restaurant owner is not the funniest job” he smiled at you, his thumb gently caressing your hand that laid on top of the table.

“But do you think there is something that, maybe, will make you stop?” your gaze never leaving his.

Your question was genuine, you weren’t thinking of you, but him. Namjoon was a young man full of life, with loads of experiences to live, adventures to make. He was pretty, rich, had his own business, he didn’t need that lifestyle. Of course, he said because the thrill of it, but was it worth it? Was all this danger worth it? The imminent death knocking on his shoulder every second was worth just because of boredom?

It was clear in your eyes - and the past few days - that you hated that life, and Namjoon couldn’t blame you, your story was much worse than his. You were a puppet on Papa’s gang while he was a protegee, a son to his previous Don.

“I do” his both hands grabbed yours, caressing the skin, his calluses tickling ever so gently your palm. “But, for now, I have a few things to do before leaving this life forever, ok?” you nodded, the childish smile on your lips.

By the curse of the days, the boss noticed your clear as crystal change. Your actions became softer, almost as a child’s one, you stopped training, barely going to the gym anymore. Started to spend even more time with the younger ones, doing little sleepovers. And even started to blush and mush anytime Namjoon would compliment or flirt with you.

The man even thought about hiring a psychiatrist to talk to you, but he thought it would be privacy invasion, so he let it aside. At least for a while.

“I trust you, Joon. More than I expected to. Gosh! You and the boys were the best thing that ever happened to me” he laughed at your way of saying it, throwing your hands in the air. “I l-” you were cut short by a loud crashing sound, making Namjoon jump in front of you to protect you.

You two looked to the front and two black cars had invaded the place, breaking windows and doors. The lady that welcomed you earlier was now laid unconscious in the ground, the pool of blood staining her dress shirt that once was white. You couldn’t help but leave a little gasp with the scene, you weren’t ready for that. Neither was the man with you.

“Well. Well. Well… What do we have here” the cracking voice you knew all so well sent shiver down your spine. You weren’t expecting to see the man so early. The small fat man appeared from behind his henchmen, his signature grey suit shining and the white flower adorning his pocket. “Namjoon, Namjoon, look like you already forgot one of the most important rules of this business” his eyes left the man’s face and landed on yours. “Y/N. My sweet little child. Do you realize you made a big, big mistake staying with him, don’t you?” the smile on his lips was wicked, almost hungry, completely psycho. “But since I am a good man. You know that. I’ll give you the chance to come back to me and prove yourself worthy. Of course, it will hurt a little bit, but trust me, it hurts me more to do that to you”.

“Don’t you dare to lay your hands on her” Namjoon screamed, pulling you even closer and behind him when the old man tried to take a few steps forward.

The younger one cursed himself for not bring his men with him that night. It was him, you and only one gun against more than ten men, all fully armed.

“Well. I’ll give her two options” the man in front of you spoke, his hands hiding in his pockets. The smug smile on his lips. You knew he was up to something. “You can come with me and we’ll leave Bangtan alive or you decide to betray me and I’ll make sure you all suffer before dying. Especially you, princess”.

“You won’t take, touch or do anything with her, Claire” Namjoon touched his weakness, now smugly smiling too.

“Claire is dead, Kim! He died long ago with the man you loved the most!” the small one screamed, his ears and neck red of anger, veins popping.

“He trusted you, Choi! He trusted you and you stabbed him behind his back!” now Namjoon was the one screaming, taking one step closer to the man. “Don Park trusted you and you robbed and killed him! If I’m the one forgetting a simple and stupid rule, you are the one forgetting the number one. Family first, Claire Park!” in a blink of an eye, Papa shot against the younger man. A high pitched scream left your mouth, tears leaving your eyes shamelessly.

It all happened to fast. Namjoon was laying on the ground, his eyes closed in pain, hands dirty with his own blood, trying to make the liquid to stop spilling. Your weak body was lifted easily from the ground and thrown over someone’s shoulder.

The pain in your heart was too much and each step took by the man, Namjoon was getting further away. Your vision became more and more blurry until you let go and fainted.

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Pero Namjoon quien lo conocía desde antes, decía que ya no contaba sus chistes malos, ya no reía hasta que le saliesen lágrimas. Pero ¿Por qué concentrarse en lo malo?

Jin era un sol y Namjoon el planeta girando en torno a él, lo amaba tanto y se le veía tan enamorado, ambos se amaban.

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Namjoon & Yoongi

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Themes: Contraception