#ler! taehyung

[saturnzskyzz]

The couple that fights the most among the members might be Taehyung and Jimin.

So when they fight, will it turn into a tickle war?

It could be a funny and cute story and please switch the two. And please let things happen in the car.

(so the tickle fight should be in the car)

Lee; taehyung jimin

Ler; taehyung jimin

AAH! I love this idea, thank you! 🙏

I'm sorry for how short it's going to be, my apologies!

Nonetheless, enjoy reading! :]

(The photo of vmin I added below will be the target of discussion for starting this fanfic so you all aren't confused by where this is starting. *context, the photo was taken in a car*)

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Car ride shenanigans

Taehyung, Jimin, Hoseok, and Yoongi were all in a car heading back to their dorm after a long day of recording a RunBTS episode. It had everyone quite exhausted and all wanted a peaceful drive back home before having to wake up to do rehearsal's with their new comeback single.

Taehyung, though tired and already drifting off to rest, wanted to take a photo with Jimin real fast to savor the moment.

"Wait, Jimin! Let me take it again, the lighting doesn't look quite right!" taehyung said after scoping out the photo he had just took of him and the older.

"What do you mean, Tae? It looks fine." jimin tried to lighten the mood by reassuring him since Taehyung always does this when taking pictures in the car.

Tae, however, was not buying it so he deleted the photo and tried again by holding up the phone once more, motioning Jimin to chime in at any moment. But Jimin only looked at the younger in disbelief.

"Hey!- I'm not doing it again, Tae. Why'd you delete it?" Jimin argued, crossing his arms. He quite liked the silly atmosphere of the photo, yet was baffled that it no longer registered in Taehyung's phone.

"What do you mean? I didn't like it, now get in frame!" Tae said, grabbing at Jimin's shirt to pull him in frame, but he only got a stubborn Jimin, and a few pokes to get him to dislodge the offending hand off his shirt.

"Hehehey!" Taehyung began to panickly giggle, now dropping his arm with the camera to rest it on one of his legs while he used his other hand to block out the pokes, yet failed, from Jimin.

"I'm sorry Taehyung, but you're not getting another photo with me in this exact car tonight. You had your chance." Jimin then launched both hands to attack the younger's sides out of playfullness now, enjoying the scene either way.

"AAH!- Jihihimin! Quhuhuit ihihit!" Taehyung begged, trying to grab at the attacking hands, but Jimin was precise on moving his hands quickly to catch Taehyung off guard.

"This is what you get for deleting that masterpiece of a photo!" Jimin said, never recioling his attack.

Ohoh, Taehyung did not take that one bit.

"Fihihihine! Hahahave it yohohour wahahay!" Taehyung said, now darting his hands at Jimin's sides to catch the older by surprise.

Jimin, startled by the touch, retreated his hands to grab at the offending fingers by the wrists, trying desperately, yet failing, to push them away.

"NOHOhohoho! Tahahae, Stahahahap!" Was really all Jimin could say before dissolving in sweet, high-pitched giggles.

"NOHOho! Yohou're the one whoho started this mess!" Taehyung bit back, laughing at the fact that Jimin's giggles always seem to catch Tae's amusement. His giggles are contagious, it's no lie here. Even Hoseok and Yoongi chuckled here and there upon hearing the both of their frantic giggling. It's normal for them to bicker, and poke fun at with each other.

"Hohow about you two take the photo once more, and if one of you disagrees again, then no more photos, deal?" Yoongi suggested.

Tae stopped his offending hands, yet still holding onto Jimin's sides to throw the poor dude off.

"Yoongi.. I'mma be real, that was a boring, yet logical answer from you." Tae answered honestly. He saw Yoongi's eye dart up to look at him from the rear view mirror, causing Tae immediately regret his choice of words.

"I'm tickling the shit out of you when we get home, Tae." Yoongi said in a low, monotone and calm voice all at the same time to make Tae nervous. All the while, Jimin, who was enjoying too much of his predicament, quite liked Yoongi's idea.

"Whahatever wohohorks! Ihihi just want Tahae's hands ohohoff me!" Jimin said, still trying to break free from Taehyung.

"Well, if only you had taken another photo with me, then maybe you wouldn't be in this predicament!" Taehyung emphasized the 'be' by digging his hands into Jimin's armpits. This threw Jimin in a loop of hysteria.

"HAHAHAHA! T-TAEHEHEHEHE! NOHOHOAHAHAH!" Jimin sinked into his chair as best as he could, given that he was still strapped with the seatbelt, and shook his head from side to side. The feeling was unbearable.

"Guys?! Eh-? Ugh! Soho much for MY ihidea!" Yoongi giggled, defeated. He glanced at them both, using the rear view once again, and saw the wholesome scene before him for just a split second. Maybe they could go on a bit more.

"THAHAHAHATS IHIHIT!" Jimin, however fatigued, used all his strength to move his arms to latch onto Tae's armpits, to throw him off guard, resulting in Tae to forfeit his hands with a screech.

"nahahAHAHA! *hic* whihihiHIHIHI?!" Taehyung panicked. The way they were both seated before, was now switched from Tae being on the upper hand, to now being sinked into his seat, with Jimin shuffling to appear bigger and taller to intimidate Tae.

"Wehelp.. At least they aren't actually fighting back there, yeah?" Hoseok said, reassuring Yoongi while having himself turned to look at the two's chaos.

"..You're right. At least they aren't harming each other, that's good enough for me to continue driving." Yoongi agreed, then turning on the music radio to pan out the rest of Tae's boisterous laughter.

Yup, this is going to go on for the whole car ride..

[il0veyoujk]

Just imagine 14 S2

"Where did you hide them?!" Taehyung giggles at you and your adorable, yet deafening laughter.

"I DAHAHAON'T KNOHOHOW!" you shriek underneath them and thrash around like a fish out of the water. His long, skinny fingers are gliding up and down your armpits, using his nails to add to the already way too ticklish feeling.

Jimin on the other hand is clawing at your tummy under your ugly sweater, showing literally zero mercy "Liar! You know! Tell us where they are!" the young lad demands playfully as he wiggles his fingertips all over your tummy, while he is sitting on your thighs.

Tonight it's Christmas night. You and your brothers should exchange presents after dinner before you start your all-nighter Christmas movie marathon. However, your rascal self decided to play games and hide their gifts. Good choice y/n. Now face the consequences!

Taehyung has your arms pinned above your head and is sitting on them while he torments your poor, exposed armpits "Liar liar pants on fire y/n/n! You have to be honest, or Santa won't come for you either!" he chuckles and moves one of his hands to your exposed neck. He scribbles the crook of your neck with his blunt nails as he drills his thumb into the middle of your armpit fastly and mercilessly.

"I'M NOHOHOT LYING AHAHAHA!" you are lying. Even if you scream and laugh like crazy and bounce on the floor like a maniac, you keep lying.

"You are practically asking for it, cutie!" Jimin chuckles and shakes his head happily. Suddenly, the clawing on your tummy turns to soft pinches and tasering on your sides "Suit yourself then!"

"Coochie coochie coo, little liar!" Taehyung smirks widely, not ceasing his attack.

The blush on your cheeks gets darker from your brothers' bold teasing and intense tickling. You are reaching your limit, ready to give in to their vicious, indirect blackmail, but still, you are still holding tight "I'M NAHAHAHAOT GONNA TAHAHALK AHAHA!"

"No? Alright then, I guess it's time for the kill, right Tae?" Jimin's eyes suddenly turn devilish and so are Taehyung's.

Both of the boys stop whatever they are doing, confusing you. Soon though, the confusion turns into panic when you feel your sweater raising and your head turning to the side "No... No no no nohoho! I'm sorry! I'll talk pleahahase nohoho!" you giggle nervously and flail around. You know what's coming, and you instantly regret hiding the gifts.

"Naw, that's good! But now It's gonna happen! A liar needs punishment! And she's gonna have it!" Taehyung grins. The two lads take a deep breath.

"BWAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAO I'M SAHAHAHAORRY AHAHAHA! PLEAHAHAHASE AHAHAHA! IT'S UNDER MY BEHEHED!" you shriek once unstoppable and intense raspberries start blowing on your exposed tummy and neck, and you immediately give up.

Kicking your legs and wiggling around, you try to pry them off of you and put an end to the ticklish hell you are currently into.

Which works. Both lads fall off you, but intentionally. They rush to your room, leaving you a giggly and panting mess on the living room floor.

But you have to move quickly! You have to be fast if you want to avoid-

"Y/N! THEY ARE NOT HERE!"

"YOU LITTLE RASCAL, YOU ARE DEAD!"

-more tickles.

You immediately try to make a run for it and hide from the new round of ticklish interrogation. But no! You are soon caught again and fall into fits of hysterical laughter, even worse than the previous ones.

"NYAHAHAHAHAOH NOT THE FEHEHEHEET!!!"

Merry Christmas everyone!!! 🎄❤️

[acenolee]

BTS Reaction To You Getting Flustered

I’m not sure how well the writing is going to be in this post, I’m really writing this at 1 AM so I’m a little out of it. Anyways I just thought about this after watching a video of BTS being hilarious on interviews, so I said why not?

Some of these are going to be very long so I hope you don’t mind. And I really apologize for any cringy writing.

Seokjin

“Seokjin!” You squeaked as he pressed a kiss to your forehead and wrapped you up in his arms, practically carrying you to the couch so you two could snuggle.

You, becoming immensely shy, started to pull away, unable to meet his gaze, but he grabbed your hand to prevent you from leaving.

“Aish, where are you trying to go Y/N?” Seokjin pouted, suddenly doing an aegyo that made your cheeks redden. When you pulled away again Seokjin whined in a playful voice, “Jagi stop pulling away from me. Talk to me baby - I know you’re gushing over just how handsome I am so how are you supposed to see me if you’re looking away?”

“D-dinner, Jin.” You managed to choke out. “Dinner.”

“Yes what about it?”

Finally you managed to wriggle free and hurried to the kitchen, busying yourself with finishing the remaining uncooked food. Jin’s gaze burned at the back of your neck, but you didn’t dare look at him.

“It’ll be ready in a second.”

“Baby…” Jin trailed off, hurt clear in his voice when you didn’t respond to his call. All he’d wanted to do was make you smile but it seemed as though he’d only made you mad.

It was only when you turned to grab some celery off the counter that he noticed how shy you’d become. Then it dawned on him.

Jin leaped up and hurried over. Startled, you whirled around about to reiterate what you’d said before, but he was already cupping your face and gently rubbing your cheek with his thumb whilst a soft smile spread across his face, complimenting his already godly facial features.

You were a mess. You were a red tomato and too shy to look him in the eyes - or to even open your mouth and utter a single word, for the matter. Seokjin tried to get you to look at him, but that was too much for you to handle. “I-I have to make dinner,” You stammered, trying to find a way to excuse yourself. But Seokjin wasn’t having any of it.

“Y/N, look at me.” He said gently, and finally you lifted your chin to meet his imploring gaze, only becoming redder. “Baby you don’t have to be shy around me, hm?”

You nodded timidly. “I-I know but I can’t help it. I’m sorry.”

“Nonsense.” Seokjin immediately replied. “You don’t need to apologize.”

He didn’t ever want you to feel so shy around him that you felt like you couldn’t speak. He just wanted to cuddle and pamper you.

After a moment you let Seokjin guide you back to the couch and onto his lap, dinner forgotten, and began cuddling. Seokjin ran his fingers through your hair and you let your head rest against his chest briefly, closing your eyes and allowing a peace to wash over you. The two of you laid like this for a while, you finally calm and Seokjin beaming because he could cuddle you.

But then you felt a warm breath against your ear and Seokjin whispering mischievously,

“You’re lucky you’re so cute baby; I only stopped because tonight I’m going to tease you so much that you won’t even remember your own name.”

And then the whole process of you trying to run away started all over again.

Agh, that boy is going to drive you crazy.

Yoongi

“Here,” you said a little a little nervously, leaving the sticky notes that were filled with the lyrics you’d written. Yoongi had wanted to test your music making skills, so he’d practically begged you to write a song for him and you’d finally agreed, much to your own doubts. “I’m not sure if it’s good or not.”

“I’m sure its amazing, Y/N.” Yoongi said almost instantaneously, immediately reaching over to flip through the sticky notes and beckoning for you to sit in the chair opposite of him. As you took a seat and reached for you phone, already stressing about how awful the lyrics you’d written were going to be, Yoongi suddenly whirled around and stared at you with wide eyes.

“W-what is it?” You said, looking back at him and then to the sticky notes.

“Y/N,” he said, “these are wonderful.” And then he was all over you, patting your head and showing his iconic gummy smile, showering you in countless compliments. “What other hidden talents do you have?”

You blushed and pulled away, hiding your face from his view. Yoongi paused, confused by your reaction and also a little annoyed. Didn’t you want your work to be praised?

“It’s nothing.” You mumbled. “I’m sure they’re pretty bland compared to yours.”

For a couple of moments, Yoongi didn’t say anything. He was just silent, and you began to worry that you’d upset him somehow. But you were still so flustered from all of his compliments that you didn’t have the courage to look up to see his reaction.

“Jagi,” Yoongi finally said, bending down. He tilted his head so he could look into your eyes, but you quickly turned around, covering your face with your palm. And suddenly your reaction made so much sense to him. He wouldn’t admit it, but he found your shyness to be so cute and wasted no time on teasing you about it. “Aww, don’t be so shy. Your so cute like this, I didn’t know anyone’s face could turn so red.”

At that you cringed inwardly and buried your face into your palms. At this point it would be better to melt into a puddle, you concluded.

“Don’t hide cutie, I promise I won’t poke fun to badly~”

As Yoongi peelef your hands away from your face, he felt pride surge through him and vowed to show the rest of the boys your work later. He gently rubbed circles into your back to calm you. He didn’t want you to feel shy, but he loved how flustered you’d become. I mean - your entire face was burning up and you couldn’t even utter a single word.

After Yoongi helped you calm down, he mused, “You know, I might need you to write some more songs for me”

You giggled, still a bit flustered from his earlier comments. “I don’t know, if your just going to tease me about it then I don’t see the point.”

“The point is to get that adorable little flustered face of yours, that’s the point cutie.”

“Stop it!”

“Stop what?” Yoongi leaned forward and gave you his gummy smile, making you dissolve into flustered giggles.

“Aww, look at my baby getting so shy again, how adorable~”

Hoseok

“Are you alright, jagi?” Hoseok asked, immediately picking up on your foul mood as you came home from work.

You sighed tiredly, rubbing your temples as you took off your shoes and hung your coat up in the closest. You didn’t reply as you walked over to the living room and threw yourself onto the couch, closing your eyes.

Hoseok hurried to finish washing the dishes and then came to join you on the couch. He wanted to cuddle you and hold your hand to soothe you, but you rejected all of his affection, far too worked up and restless. So instead Hoseok settled for slinging one of his arms around you shoulders.

“Bad day?” He asked.

“Sorta.” You replied tightly.

“Do I need to go yell at anyone?”

“No, it’s okay.”

At your exasperation, Hoseok backed off a little, opting to turn on the TV and go grab some snacks and a blanket for the two of you to share.

When he returned, he draped the blanket over you and set the snacks down on the coffee table. He hoped that some food would and a warm blanket help you feel better, coupled with his cuddles.

As the movie dragged on late into the night, the two of you wolfing down the snacks within a few minutes, you found yourself calming down and feeling guilty about being so short-tempered with Hoseok. Looking over, you saw that Hoseok had his arms folded in his lap and head drooping to the side, eyes closed and breath gentle.

You watched him for awhile. The temptation to cuddle him was starting to overwhelm you, but you hesitated, not wanting to disturb his sleep as you knew it was something that Hoseok rarely got enough of. After a while, you finally surrendered to your own temptations and slowly inched closer until you could lean your head against his chest and wrap your hands around his shoulders. Sighing gently, you closed your eyes and listened to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

After a few moments, Hosoek suddenly wrapped his arm around you and patted your head. You looked up to see a huge grin spreading across his face.

“You are so cute jagi.” He cooed, and you blushed. “I didn’t know I was your personal stress ball.”

Flustered, you pulled back and said quite shyly, “Sorry Hobi, I couldn’t help it.”

He smiled at you. “I know you can’t resist this beautiful face, sweetie.” At your sudden flushed state, he chuckled and teased, “Aww, is someone getting shy? I didn’t know you were part tomato.”

“Oh be quiet!” You looked away, a smile rising to your cheeks.

“Just look at this beautiful smile!” Hoseok exclaimed, poking your cheeks. “My, baby you are so precious!”

At his continued teasing, you pulled away and pouted, “I just wanted to snuggle you. Why are you being so mean all the sudden?”

“And snuggle me you shall!” Hoseok declared, pulling you back into him.

As Hoseok pulled you into his arms, you let out a giggle as he continued to poke fun at you and shower you with praise. The night ended with him teasing you and trying to get your tomato face on camera so he could send it to the rest of Bangtan.

Man, did he adore the hell out of you.

Namjoon

“Y/N?” Namjoon called softly as he stepped into the apartment. He knew you liked to work well into the night, and sometimes loud noises startled you if you were to engrossed with your thoughts.

Hearing him call your name, you quickly responded from the next room over, completely forgetting about your sketchbook sprawled on your desk and flipped open to the page you’d just spent hours working on. When Namjoon walked into the room, you were already on your feet and throwing your arms around his shoulders.

“Aww jagi did you miss me?” Namjoon cooed, welcoming the embrace. You blushed and buried your face in his chest to hide yourself, just wanting to be near him as exhaustion finally settled over you. Unfortunately for you, Namjoon had spotted your sketchbook and asked, “What’s that?”

“Hm?” In your sleepy state, you were a bit slow to realize that Namjoon had inched towards the desk to take a peek at your sketchbook. It was only when he said, “Oh wow jagi, did you draw this? It’s so beautiful baby, just like you. You never told me you were such an amazing artist.”

And suddenly you were wide awake. Namjoon’s compliment had you red as a tomato. Flustered, you immediately pried it away from his hands and flipped the sketchbook closed, tossing it carelessly away whilst stammering, “I-It’s nothing Joon. Just forget you even-I mean, uh, can we just talk about something…you know I got these new shoes today?”

Namjoon stared back at you, shocked by your reaction. You had turned around and were trying to look very busy inspecting your shoes, your eyes landing everywhere but on him. Stepping around you, he went to ask if you were quite alright, wondering if he’d accidentally stumbled upon something that was near and dear to you, but then he noticed how red your face was and that you were trying your hardest to ignore him. Oh how adorable you were, Namjoon couldn’t help but giggle at your reaction.

“Is my little sunflower getting shy?” Namjoon teased lightly, crushing you in a hug, chuckling at your squeals of embarrassment. “Your work is so beautiful, why don’t you show it off more often?”

When you were so flustered that you couldn’t respond with an intelligent response and hid your face in your hands, Namjoon lightly grabbed your hands and pulled them away from your face, titling your chin up until you had to look at him.

“Don’t hide from me, jagi~” He hummed, reaching for your sketchbook.

“Namjoon don’t-”

“Don’t what? I want to see what else you’ve drawn.” Ignoring your squeaks of protest, he started to flip through all of your most recent sketches, meanwhile you were reddening every time he made a compliment or opened up to a new page. “I’ve never seen you so flustered before. Your just so adorable I might use this as an advantage to see that cute smile of yours every now and then”

“Stop it! You’re so mean!”

“You’re just so cute I can’t help it~”

And indeed did Namjoon exploit this little discovery. He thought it was adorable how flustered you got over this one incident, and soon learned that compliments and affection were enough to make you red in the face and squeal and pout, something that made him incredibly happy.

Jimin

“Comfortable?” Jimin asked quietly, shifting on the couch so you had more room.

“Yes.” You replied, letting yourself lean against his shoulder. “You make a great cushion.”

Jimin chuckled and flashed you a smile that sent your heart fluttering. “Good to know.”

He grabbed the remote and pressed play, the excitement evident on his face. You on the other hand were a little nervous. Jimin had finally convinced the other boys to let you stay for a sleepover, and had suggested watching scary movies all night to see who could go the longest without being scared.

But now you were regretting agreeing, especially considering this was only your “second date” with him.

As the time ticked by, you found yourself beginning to become more relaxed. Jimin had slung his arm around your neck, and you felt completely safe with him. To both of your surprise, the two of you were doing pretty well.

That was until a particularly startling jump scare occurred and you nearly flew out of your seat, grabbing Jimin’s hand without thinking and smothering him in a bear hug.

Jimin startled as he felt your viselike grip coupled with you suddenly wrapping your arms around him and burying your face in his shoulder. He blushed but didn’t say anything, both flustered and unsure of how to handle the situation.

After a few moments you dared to open your eyes, breathing heavily. And then you froze as you realized that you were clutching his hand and practically suffocating him, beginning to turn redder than an apple. The two of you stared uncertainly at each other for a couple of minutes.

“I’m sorry!” You yelped as soon as you steeled yourself, pulling away and becoming flustered as apologies tumbled out of your mouth.

“It’s okay.” Jimin replied quickly, running his fingers through his own hair and looking away. “I don’t mind. It was cute.”

Again you froze. “Y-you didn’t mind?”

Jimin shook his head. “No.” He wouldn’t admit it but he actually loved it when you hugged him. “When you’re scared you’re actually really adorable. I’m not sure exactly sure how you do it but you manage to pull it off.”

Embarrassed, you ducked your head and let out a mortified squeak. Jimin noticed and took a moment to look at you. And then a mischievous grin spread across his face.

“Wow Y/N, I didn’t know you could be so cute.” He cooed, his voice so soft that it was more like a loving purr. Jimin practically had hearts as eyes as he reached over and grabbed your face. “No need to act all shy now love. You’re just a little ball of nerves aren’t you sweetie?”

You giggled shyly as he booped your nose and pushed your hair back so he could look into your eyes.

“S-stop teasing me.” You pouted, scrunching up your nose. “It’s not fair.”

“Everything’s fair when it comes to this beauty you see right here, jagi. And there’s nothing you can do about it! I find that really adorable.”

And now he really had you blushing as he gave you a dazzling smile. You were a puddle of giggles and squeaks as he proceeded to tease you further, only stopping when you couldn’t talk from just how giggly you’d gotten.

Taehyung

“Aegyo or aegyo?” Taehyung asked, leaning closer to you so he could see your reaction. He thought it was more than adorable at the puzzled expression on your face.

“That’s the same thing!” You complained, already feeling a bit flustered at the way he kept beaming at you.

“Yes I know. I can’t have you choosing something else silly, I know you love my aegyo more than anything.”

Taehyung smiled cutely and you giggled into your hands, feeling your cheeks warm as he suddenly started to take pictures of you and coo over how adorable you were.

It seemed that just about anything could make you flustered, and Taehyung lived for it. He loved to tease you and make you giggle - he did it all the time and still claimed he wasn’t doing it intentionally.

That boy was going to be the death of you.

“Jagi why are you hiding?” Taehyung teased, pulling your hands away from your face. “You seem flustered all of the sudden and I’m just wondering why.”

“You know why!” You pouted, crossing your arms and refusing to look at him.

“Do I?” He asked innocently and pretended to think about it for a moment. “Hmm, I can’t seem to think of a reason why I guess you’ll just have to enlighten me.”

When you didn’t respond, Taehyung suddenly wrapped you up in his arms and said, “C’mere cutie.”

You didn’t think too much about it as he often did this. That is until he slipped his hands underneath your arms and started to poke your armpits.

“Taehyung stop it!” You giggled, swatting at his hands as he started tickling you.

“What?” He asked innocently, smirking as you flushed and tried to wiggle out of his arms, but he’d caught you in a strong embrace and didn’t plan on letting you escape.

You squeaked when he drew your heads closer together and started peppering you with ticklish kisses, his eyes glowing with adoration for you.

“Wow, you’re so red jagi! I know I’m cute but I didn’t know I could make you look so adorable with just one measly hug!”

Blushing and still laughing as his hands attacked your tummy, you closed your eyes and reluctantly relented, “Yes yes, fine you’re cute. That’s why I was so flustered before - happy?”

Chuckling, Taehyung stopped tickling you and let you relax, running his fingers through your hair. You let out a sigh of relief, allowing him to cuddle you.

“I’m sorry baby, but you know I only tease you so much because I love you right?”

“Yes I know.” You grumbled, although secretly you loved when Taehyung got into one of his playful moods. “You remind me every chance you get.”

He laughed and hummed in agreement, and the two of you fell asleep like that. Him laying on the couch with you bundled up in his arms.

Jungkook

“Kookie?” You called softly as you pushed your way into the dimly light room, trying not to drop the tray of food.

A second later you heard,

“I’m in my office!”

And turned to glance at the small, windowed room that housed Jungkook’s music studio, where, lately, Jungkook had disappeared to often as he was getting ready to go on tour with the boys.

Sighing, you carefully picked your way through the messy living room and opened the door to his studio. Notebooks were scattered all over the desk, and papers were strewn across the floor. Some of the recording equipment had been shoved quite carelessly against the back of the wall, and the cabinets were overflowing with writing utensils, water bottles, sticky notes, and other items. Small posters hung around the room, reminders, schedules, dates, and times scribbled all over them.

And Jungkook himself was bent over his computer, all his attention fixed on the screen.

Sighing again and wondering to yourself how Jungkook even managed to find his shoes in the morning, you carefully set the tray down on a mini table next to the side of the door, and went to tap Jungkook on the shoulder.

“Kookie, I made you some lunch.” You told him, briefly glancing at the computer screen to see that he was over viewing what the schedule for the arrival of the tour date would be like.

“Thank you Y/N but I’m busy.” Jungkook said without looking at you. “Maybe pack it away for later?”

You frowned, reaching over to run your fingers through his hair. “But Kook you need to eat. How will you preform on an empty stomach?”

“I’ve done it before and I’ll do it again.”

“That’s not healthy.”

Finally, Jungkook paused and turned around in his chair, looking up at you. “I have to-” And abruptly he froze.

Alarm shoot through you. “What’s wrong?” Following his gaze, you noticed that he was staring at the tray. Unease flitted through your veins. “Do you not like it?”

Silence spread between you and Jungkook. His mouth had dropped and was fully agape, staring wordlessly at the lunch you’d prepared for him. As you opened your mouth to ask if he didn’t like it and would rather just order takeout, Jungkook suddenly sprang to his feet and wrapped you up in his arms, pressing a kiss to your forehead. He relaxed against you and rested his head on your shoulder, a sigh escaping his lips.

Dumbfounded, you craned your head around to look at him. “Kook?”

“Y/N baby its perfect and so thoughtful.” He mumbled into your shoulder. “Thank you so much, I love you.”

At that, you blushed and turned your head away, suddenly growing shy at his compliment.

“I-I love you too, Jungkook.” You whispered back. As he held you, you became more and more red. “It’s nothing really - I just thought you might be hungry.”

Jungkook finally pulled away and looked at you, surprised to see how red you’d turned. “Jagi why is your face so red?”

You blushed even more. “I just wasn’t expecting you to do that.” You mumbled, not specifying what you were talking about. Jungkook raised his eyebrow. “It was so unexpected, like when you bring me roses.”

“I think your the rose.” He teased lightly, grinning.

“Oh hush,” You huffed, placing your hands on your hips. “You would be the rose in an instant if I so much as grabbed you hand.”

And now it was Jungkook’s turn to flush. You immediately pounced on the opportunity to tease the maknae and lifted yourself onto your toes, poking his cheek.

“Now look who’s getting all red.” You teased, bringing your heads closer. Jungkook let out a shy laugh and tried to pull away, but you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. “Bunny, you think you’re so tough don’t you? I can see right through you though, you big baby.”

Giggling adorably and flushing red, Jungkook suddenly cupped your face in his hands and replied. “Of course I’m tough! Have you seen my muscles?” He then proceeded to start calling you endearing terms like honey and cutie whist flexing off his muscles, making you flush. “See? You can’t hide from this bunny cutie.”

-

I don’t know if this is good or not. I just stayed up half the night writing this, hated it and thought about rewriting the entries, then decided to suck it up and just finish it the next day. Sorry if it’s not written well, I was really losing my mind writing this.

[cookiegirlsstuff]

Hiii i have a request 💞💞

So basically Jungkook is giving taehyung a massage but every time he goes near his sides/ribs taehyung can't hide a small reaction so jungkook continues the massage to test his limits and when taehyung cracks, Jungkook ends up fully tickling him

Small smile?

Lee: Taehyung

Ler: Jungkook

༘⋆♡⸝⸝⊹。°˖➴

With a sigh, Taehyung sat down on the sofa right next to maknae Jungkook.

To say that his day was exhausting would be an understatement. It was pure hell.

BTS had a comeback soon and since Taehyung was still sick until a few days ago, he had to train almost the whole day today.

On the way back, he had also met sasaengs in front of the dorm and they had literally pushed him to take a photo with them.

And now that he could finally take a deep breath, all the tension was noticeably released.

"Tough day?" Jungkook asked with concern when he saw his hyung like this.

"Yes…", Taehyung replied curtly before grabbing his phone and starting to scroll through Instagram.

'Something's strange, Taehyung usually talks a lot. He must be stressed,' Jungkook thought to himself.

"Tae tae….something you want me to bring you? Or do you want to watch a TV together?" he asked, hoping for a response

"No, Jungkook, not now," mumbled Taehyung while still devoting all his attention to his smartphone.

"You seem very tense, do you want me to give you a massage?" the maknae asked, still hopeful.

Jungkook already had an idea of what Taehyung needed and was more than happy to help. After all, they were all like brothers and skinship was nothing strange.

"All right, maybe that's not a bad idea," the older one admitted and finally put his handy aside.

Laughing, Jungkook positioned himself behind the other and began to gently massage his shoulders.

At first, Taehyung was still extremely tense, but after a few minutes it got better and the two even started talking about trivial topics. Taehyung was really happy to have someone like Jungkook.

Jungkook was good at what he did but just as Taehyung was about to close his eyes to doze off, he suddenly woke up again.

Jungkook had massaged his ribs. That wouldn't normally be a problem but Taehyung was very ticklish and the sudden touch had made him flinch and he couldn't hide the small smile on his face either.

"Everything all right?" asked the younger one, somewhat confused. He was briefly afraid that he might have hurt his hyung. But this fear quickly disappeared when Taehyung asked him to continue.

But after just a few seconds, the exact same thing happened again and then again and again.

Jungkook decided to just massage Taehyung's sides but the same thing happened there too. Taehyung flinched away and smiled a little or even giggled, which he tried to suppress.

And suddenly Jungkook realised: Taehyung was ticklish! How could he have forgotten that?

And with the sudden realisation, he also had another sneaky idea…

Slowly, his hands approached Taehyung's sides again, but this time his movements were gentler and more stroking than before. Of course, Taehyung flinched away again and giggled sweetly, but immediately bit his lower lip.

"Taehyung-ah," Jungkook grinned, just to let Taehyung know that he had seen everything.

This time Jungkook wanted to go a bit further and really tickled Taehyung's sides but only for a short moment because he immediately let go of him after that.

"Whahat are you doing Jungkook-ah?" asked Taehyung, giggling.

"I'm just giving you a massage", Jungkook said with almost perfect acting.

Of course, the exact opposite was the case: Jungkook tickled his hyung lightly but only for a few seconds to see how long it would take for Taehyung to crack.

And after a few attempts, Jungkook had probably found the right spot and Taehyung laughed again. However, this time he couldn't hold it in and his cheerful laughter filled the living room.

"Come on, show me your smile!" teased Jungkook before turning Taehyung around in a flash and sitting on his hip.

"It's been forever since I heard your laugh", Jungkook continued and started tickling Tae's armpits.

”Nohoho please!!” the helpless boy giggled. It really tickled a lot but not enough to get him full laughing.

Jungkook liked his little giggles, but he wanted to hear more of his hyungs sweet laughter now. He immediately began looking for a more sensitive spot. Lucky for him, he got a pretty good reaction when he tried Taehyung's tummy.

”NOHO NAHAHHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!!” the older one shrieked. He went into hysterics quickly as he squeaked and squirmed under Jungkook's skilled hands.

The poor boy was still laughing and squealing to the point of hot tears falling down his cheeks. It tickled so much to him. “IHIHI CAHAHAANT TAHAHAKE IHIHIHIT!!” he shrieked.

“Aw, but can I try one more thing please.” Jungkook asked and stopped tickling Taehyung's sides which he had been tickling for the last few minutes..

"Okahahay", Taehyung agreed. He knew Jungkook would do it anyway.

The youngest then pulled out a long, white feather frrom a drawer and straddled the thighs of the other once again.

Then he lifted Taehyungs shirt a little bit, just enough to expose your bellybutton. Taehyung stared giggling almost instantly.

“You’re too cute.” Jungkook laughed before stroking the feather all over Tae's tummy, sides and ribs.

“You’re so ticklish hyung,” the maknae coed as he dipped one feather in the older’s belly button and used his finger on the others waistline.

“BWAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA IHIHIHIHIT’S TOO MUHUHUHUHUHUCH” The older screaed, doing his best to not push the younger away.

But Taehyung would be lying if he said he hated it. 

After a while Taehyung's laugher went silent and Jungkook stopped. Both giggled a little bit longer until Jungkook went into the kitchen and brought two water bottles.

After that Taehyung felt refreshed and looked Jungkook in his big doe eyes.

"Thanks Kookie I really needed this", he admitted and looked away.

"You're welcome hyung", Jungkook laughed and hugged his friend. Then they watched a serie together until they got to bed. And once again Taehyung went to sleep while thinking of his lovely members.

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This is me because this fic is really bad but yes....deal with it. By the way thank you for your request I had so much fun to write it and I hope you'll like it. 🙃🤣✌

[sugary-sweet-anon]

HELLO!

In your last post, you wrote to a user, "I can do it if you want, send me a plan." Ah, I'm not that person and I can give you another example of fiction. I don't know if you can do it, but I still want you to try!

My fic is about Lee Namjoon.

Namjoon is generally a person who constantly tickles the members. So, judging by the moments, it is.

Namjoon loves to tease and tickle them, but now all the members want to take revenge on him and catch him.

and they realize that this man tickling them is very ticklish and they tickle torture him

Can you make a Lee Namjoon and ler Bts story like this? Please🥹💗

This is my first fanfic! I don't know how well this will be received, but I hope you enjoy it! As I was writing it, it turned into something a bit different. Thank you very much for requesting, and I'm sorry it's taken so long.

Leader's Plight

Lee!Namjoon, Ler!BTS

It was a calm day for the Bangtan boys. A day where they had a light schedule. These days were few and far between, so all seven of them took advantage of it.

Most of them were resting. Others were watching TV. Overall, just a calm and peaceful day.

"HYUHUHUHUNG NOHOHO!!!"

Well, it WAS anyway. Five of the guys met outside their rooms, confused looks on all of their faces.

"What in the world was that?" Jimin was the first to speak up.

"I dunno, but it woke me up," Yoongi mumbled, clearly agitated.

"It sounded like it came from Jin hyung's room."

Taehyung was right. With his room being closest to Seokjin's, he could easily tell. (A/N I don't know how their rooms are set up so just work with me on this). They all agreed and followed the laughter to the eldest's room. What awaited them on the other side, however, was not what they expected.

"JIHIHIN HYUHUHUHUNG KNOCK IT OHOHOHOFF!!"

Directly in front of them, in the middle of the floor, was Namjoon, their leader. In a writhing mass of laughter. And who was causing all of this? Seokjin, the eldest of the seven.

The other five boys stood in awe of what was happening. They never thought that their strong leader would be this ticklish!

"Whoa! How did this start?" Hoseok asked with a grin on his face.

Jin paused his attack on Namjoon, leaving the younger to gasp for air on the floor.

"This brat thought he could get away with forgetting to use 'hyung' after my name!" He exclaimed dramatically. He wasn't really angry or upset at Namjoon. He just felt like teasing him for it.

The others knew this too, but they decided to play along with their oldest hyung. After all, it wasn't often that Namjoon was the victim of a tickle attack. 99% of the time, he was the one who started them. And, well, this seemed like the perfect opportunity for revenge~.

"Ooooo hyungie is in trouble!" Jungkook couldn't resist approaching his favorite member and wiggling his fingers at him.

"You little brat!" Namjoon felt his face heat up as he reached out and squeezed the youngest's side.

"EHEHEY!" Jungkook quickly pinned Namjoon's hands down. "I'm not the one who forgot to be respectful to our wonderful Jin-hyung"

"Ahhh Joonie you should know better~!" Hobi mischievously smirked.

"So disrespectful!" Jimin shook his head, slowly kneeling down beside Jungkook.

"I think you've earned yourself this punishment, Namjoon-ah," Yoongi said.

Namjoon tried wriggling away, but unfortunately Jin had too strong of a hold on him still. "Wahahahait guys we can talk about thihihis!"

Taehyung, who had been quiet this whole time, suddenly spoke up. "Hey, you know what I just realized?"

The others looked at him expectantly. "What is it hyung?" Jungkook asked, his big eyes wide with curiosity.

"Namjoonie hyung tickles us all the time! We never get to see him like this!" Tae couldn't help but smile in glee.

Everyone gasped happily. Except the young man in question. "TAEHYUNG-AH!" Namjoon yelled in disbelief. If his face wasn't red before, it definitely was now.

Jin, meanwhile, was growing impatient. "Ya, are you all going to stand there or help me with him?" He said, his eyes glinting with mischief.

The others didn't say another word before they all pounced on their leader. Jungkook near his head, tickling his neck, Jimin and Taehyung going after his feet, Hoseok and Yoongi at his armpits, and Jin still at his original spot at his sides and stomach.

The response was immediate. "GAHAHAHAHA GUHUHUHUYS NOHOHOHOHO!!" Namjoon's hyena-like laughter exploded into the air. He couldn't focus on anything except the ticklish sensations. Try as hard as he might, there was no way he could escape!

"This is your punishment Joonie! Take it like a man!" Jin said playfully, digging into the poor boy's sides.

"I'm just happy to finally be tickling him instead of the other way around!" Tae exclaimed happily. He was currently scratching the leader's left sole with his long nails, eliciting screams of laughter from him. The other maknaes nodded in agreement.

"Tickle tickle tickle Namjoonie!" Hobi teased in a high-pitched voice while scribbling away at Namjoon's left armpit.

"DOHOHOHON'T TEHEHEHEHEASE MEHEHEHEHE!!" Dang it, why did Hobi have to be so good at teasing? Probably practiced on the maknaes. He attempted to hide his face by turning his head away from Hobi, but was met with Jungkook's wriggling fingers in his neck.

"Awwww hyungie is shy!" Jungkook cooed. He leaned down close to Namjoon's ear. "Coochie coo hyung~"

This caused Namjoon to squeal loudly. "JUNGKOHOHOHOHOOK YOU BRAHAHAHAT!" His thrashing intensified.

Yoongi could see that he was getting close to his limit, so he motioned for everyone to slow down, but not completely stop. "Hang on everyone," he said. "There's something I want to do before we kill him."

The others watched to see the show Yoongi was gonna pull. Namjoon, on the other hand, looked at him in terror.

"Hyuhuhung noho dohohon't! I know that lohohohook!" Anticipatory giggles flowed out of his mouth.

"What look?" Oh, that liar. Anyone could recognize that sly evil look on his face. And he knew it too. It wasn't often, but nearly every one of the members had experienced this at one point. And they all feared it.

"Hyuhuhung dohohon't you dahahaHAHAHAHAHAHARE NAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Namjoon screamed in laughter as Yoongi had lifted his shirt and blown a massive raspberry right on his navel. The other members couldn't help but smile in awe as their beloved leader was reduced to a laughing writhing mess on the floor. Taehyung was right, it was a happy sight to see him being tickled to happy tears for a change.

Eventually, Namjoon couldn't take it anymore. "HYUHUHUHUNG *snort* ENOHOHOHOUGH STOHOHO*hic*HOHOP!!"

Yoongi stopped immediately and rubbed Namjoon's stomach. Everyone else crowded around him to make sure he was okay.

"Are you alright Namjoonie hyung?" Jimin asked with concern.

Jungkook sat him up and started rubbing his back to help him breathe better. "Did we go too far?"

Namjoon breathed heavily while stroking Taehyung's head. The younger boy had made his way into Namjoon's lap, hugging him. "I'm okay guys. You didn't go too far." Though he sounded tired, and he was, deep down he felt really happy. He didn't realize how much he need that.

Everyone crowded in for a big group hug. They were really lucky to have each other. Even if they could be annoying at times. Namjoon took a moment to consider this and welcomed the embrace. He really was the luckiest guy on the planet.

It was a calm and peaceful day once again.

"Did anyone notice that Joonie didn't say stop until the very end?"

"J-HOPE!!"

Well, it was anyway.

[a89x54vs]

Relax by my Side

This is a tickle fic, feedback is accepted as long as it’s done in a respectful way.

“Long day jagi?” Jimin asked when he saw Tae crossing the door to their apartment with slow movements and tired eyes.

“Oh you have no idea, we were practicing all day” Tae mumbled as he laid down on the couch next to his hyung.

“That’s what I thought, we were told that the next days would be quite hectic” Jimin replied, he had to stay at home all day because of a cold that, while not severe, did weaken him to the point where resting was the logical solution, although Tae had to persuade him to take it.

“How are you feeling?” Tae asked as he remembered why his partner was at home.

“I’m fine, once I got the medicine I needed it pretty much went away”

The couple kept talking about the activities they did during the day but Jimin couldn’t help but notice that his partner seemed to be shuffling uncomfortably.

“Everything alright Jagi?”

“Yeah, it’s just that my feet are still very sore” Tae admitted, he didn’t want to worry the older but he was indeed uncomfortable.

“Then let me help you with it” Jimin assured and after adjusting their positions, he gently took his partner’s foot and began massaging the sole.

Tae let out a sigh of relief as he felt the soreness on his foot slowly going away, being replaced by a pleasant feeling that almost put the tiger to sleep until-

“*squeak!*”

Both singers jumped at the sudden noise that came from Tae’s mouth, who had slapped a hand over it because of the surprise he felt.

“Is everything alright Tae?” Jimin asked, concerned that he may have injured his partner in some way.

“Y-Yeah jagi, it’s just that…” Tae pointed to the dancer’s hand “You used your nail instead of your pad”

Jimin raised a confused eyebrow at the explanation, looking to how his fingers were positioned, he saw that indeed, his nail had traced the younger’s sole.

Tae had closed his eyes again, expecting the soft feeling of the massage, but instead what he got was-

“Hehehehehey!”

Another swipe across his foot, then another, and another, and another until the once calming massage was replaced by endless scribbling.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA JIMINIHIHIHIHIHIE” Because of how sudden the attack was (and also because of how ticklish he is), Tae couldn’t help but throw his head back in loud cackles.

“Took me a while to remember you’re really sensitive Tae” Jimin said with a soft smile as one hand gripped the tiger’s ankle while the other kept up the scribbling.

“GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WHAHAHAHAT ABOUT THE MASSAHAHAHAHAHAGE?” Tae questioned between laughs as he hugged his torso while his free foot kicked wildly.

“The massage can wait, besides, I know you really like the tickles, don’t you my tiger?”

Tae covered his reddening face at the undeniable truth Jimin had spat out, although it was obvious considering he was doing anything but trying to get away.

“JAGIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI YOU MEHEHEHEHEHEANIE”

“Meanie? Seriously? That’s how you thank me for all my help?” Jimin scoffed as if his fingers didn’t just focus on the younger’s toes “And here I thought you would be grateful that your poor sick boyfriend is doing you a favor”

As if to express his (fake) disappointment, the dancer stopped tickling his partner’s toes, but that wasn’t a sign that he was done, all the contrary, he instead sat on the younger’s thighs and slowly raised his shirt.

“Jimihihihihihin come ohohohon you dohohohon’t have to do thihihis” Tae giggled out as he was aware of what was going to happen, but anyone who saw the scene knew he was expecting it, after all, his free hands were only being used to hug himself.

“Do what? This?” Jimin asked as he began making gentle circles on the tiger’s belly, circles that were closing towards his belly button.

“Hahahahahahahaha don’t plahahahay innocent you knohohow what you’re dohohohohoing” The younger singer covered his red face to avoid seeing Jimin’s amused smirk, who was having so much fun with his boyfriend’s reaction.

“I assure you I’m unaware of what you mean jagi” Jimin replied, his tone would be truly convincing if it wasn’t for his mischievous grin “Maybe you’re referring to how sensitive you are here?”

Upon finishing his words, Jimin gently dipped his finger into the younger’s navel, a simple action sure, but boy did it produce results.

“GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA JIMIHIHIN NOT THERE PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE” Tae’s howls were heard through the whole apartment as he gripped a pillow like his life depended on it, the tiger’s hips were wildly bucking yet that didn’t stop the older singer who simply watched his partner going insane with a single finger on the correct spot.

“Such a loud tiger, I’m not even moving my finger!” Jimin pointed out with a giggle “You’re still as ticklish as when we met”

“HEHEHEHEHEY DON’T TEHEHEHEHEASE MEHEHEHEHE”

Jimin simply shook his head at the tiger’s whining and, aware that his partner was nearing his breaking point, decided to very gently wiggle his finger around, making sure to tickle each portion of skin available.

“JIMIN NOHOHOHOHOHO *snort* WHY THEHEHEHEHERE *snort* PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE *snort* ENOUGH JAGIHIHIHIHI ENOHOHOHOUGH”

Hearing Tae begging indicated Jimin that he had to stop to not overwhelm the tiger, who was spread out on the couch as the leftover giggles escaped from his lips.

“Did I go overboard jagi?” Jimin asked, slightly concerned of having pushed any boundary, but his response was a pair of arms surrounding him and a low voice saying:

“Not at all Jiminie” Tae assured “It anything, I do feel more relaxed now”

Jimin smiled and leaned his head on the tiger’s chest, soon falling asleep in the warmth that it meant to be with the one they loved.

[chibibunygrl]

jimin trying to play it off like he didn’t get tag teamed because he got embarrassed is the cutest thing i’ve ever seen (つ≧▽≦)つ

[giggly-bun]

jeongguk and taehyung from bts. 'how could you eat my ramen?! apologize right now or else...'

{Bun’s Festive Fics Event❄️}

A/N: thank you for the request my dear, i hope you enjoy it and have a happy holidays :) -bunny 🔮

“How could you eat my ramen? Apologize, or else.” Taehyung threatened, glaring down at the younger boy, who sat proudly on the couch in front of him. Jungkook just quirked up an eyebrow in response, dawning the smuggest smile he could. 

“Or else what, hyung? You can’t hurt me.” He replied, never losing that devilish grin. Tae continued to scowl. 

“I’m gonna make you regret it.” He said, and Jungkook just rolled his eyes. 

“Oh yeah? What’re you gonna do? Just buy some more ramen, it’s not that- woah! Dude- ACK! What’re you doing?” Jungkook yelped, as just moments later, Tae practically charged towards him, straddling his waist on the couch and pinning his arms above his head. A flash of fear washed over the younger’s eyes for a second, not understanding what was happening. 

“I said, apologize.” Taehyung demanded, blunt and low. Jungkook looked him dead in the eyes, searching for an answer of what was going on. 

“And I’m saying, make me.” 

Uh oh. 

“Well, I guess it’s your funeral.” Taehyung said nonchalantly. 

“It’s my wha- no no no nohohoho fuhuhuck- stahahap it hyuhuhung!” In an instant, laughter began pouring from Jungkook’s lips, as the elder had begun squeezing up his sides with vigour. 

“Stop? Why should I stop? Did you stop to think about me while you were eating my food? I don’t think so, so this punishment is well deserved. Apologize.” He enunciated his point by taking his index finger and drilling it in the back of Jungkook’s ribs. The vocalist screeched, throwing his head back and laughing. 

“NAHAHA- fuhuhuhuck yohohohou- AHA! shihihihihit.” He cackled, his laughter rising an octave as the tickling got a little more intense. Taehyung clicked his tongue as he peered down at him. 

“Language, Jungkookie. Such a foul mouth, I think you need to be taught a lesson, don’t you?” 

“Nohohoho no ihihi dohon’t I- EEK! WAHAHAHA nahahahahaha nahahat thehere! gohoho awAHAHAY!” Taehyung had moved his hand to begin needing the boy’s tummy, his nails occasionally brushing against the toned abs. Jungkook was a mess, his hair disheveled from shaking his head so much. He arched his back to try and break free, but Taehyung just tasered his hips and ribs, causing him to slam his body back down for protection. 

“Where do you think you’re going, Jungkook? I sure hope you’re not trying to get out of this. I still haven’t heard my apology.” Tae questioned, not being able to keep up his mock annoyance much longer and beginning to laugh alongside his friend. Jungkook just shook his head once more. 

“ihihihihi DOHOHOHON’T deserve thihihis- NO! plehehehease HYUHUHUNG i-it tihihihickles!” He squealed, the tickles on his tummy slowly driving him insane. The shorter chuckled.

“You don’t deserve this? Well, it seems like you need a little more convincing. Luckily, I know just the trick for that.” Tae stated, briefly giving Jungkook a breather. Whatever little oxygen he managed to absorb in that time, wasn’t nearly enough to prepare him for what Tae was about to do. Jungkook didn’t exactly register a slight breeze hitting his stomach, but he did however, register the feeling of a nail, gently scratching the surface of his belly button. Jungkook all but screamed. 

“NO! NOHOHOHOHO AHAHAHA- STAHAHAHAP NOHOHOT- NOHOHO NOT THEHEHERE EEK!” He thrashed and wailed, tugging at his bound hands violently. Taehyung just laughed as he watched the show take place. 

“What’s the matter, Jungkookie? Too ticklish? Can’t handle tickles on your giggle button?” He chuckled, now baring the smug grin. Jungkook couldn’t even respond to the taunting, too busy struggling with the electric feeling spreading across his tummy. To make matters worse, Taehyung released both of his hands, but only so that he could use his other hand to knead at the taller’s hips, continuing his attack on his tummy. 

“NOHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEASE I- *snort* NO NO NO DOHOHOHON’T I-I’M GOHONNA *snort* EHEH!” Oh, this couldn’t get anymore embarrassing. Taehyung barked out a laugh. 

“Oh, look who’s come to join the party, sir snorts-a-lot. Does it tickle that bad?” He chuckled, watching as Jungkook chose to cover his burning face with his hands. 

“YEHEHEHES GOD YEHEHE- *snort* STOHOHOHOP I-I’M SAHAHARRY- *snort* *snort* SOHOHOHORRY PLEHEHEHEHE-“ The rest of his incoherent sentence was cut off by yet another scream, one that he thinks the other members heard in their rooms. Taehyung lifted his hands up immediately, climbing off the youngest and sitting next to him proudly. He observed the way Jungkook curled up on himself, sucking in deep breaths of air, all while still wearing the cutest smile. Tae just patted his shoulder. 

“Think twice before you take what’s mine, Jungkook.” 

[fanminie]

Трое к одному

Lee - Jungkook, Taehyung

Ler - Jimin

Этот день был просто невыносимо скучным. С тех пор как насалась эта короновирусная пандемия, им нельзя было пока давать концерты и ездить на гастроли. Поэтому весь Макнэ Лайн сидел и смотрел в окно, наблюдая за Тэгу. Просто они решили поехать в родной город Тэхена еще до того как началась эта песня и теперь не могли никак оттуда уехать.

- Чимина~ мне скучно…

- И мне тоже… тоска. Ну почему именно сейчас, почему не через 5 лет…

- Тогда поиграем в игру

- Какую?

- ?

- Hide & Seek

- Отлично!

Чимин захлопал в ладони

- Тогда кто будет искать?

- Решим?)

- )

- Камень Ножницы Бумага

Чимин и Чонгук показали камень, Тэхен показал ножницы

- Блин…

- Тэхен выпадает, камень ножницы бумага

У Чимина снова камень, у Чонгука ножницы

- Хорошо, ты знаешь правила

- До скольки считать?

- Давай до 60

- Ок, тогда… 1, 2, 3

- Подождите!

- Что?

- Я хочу сделать условие

- Какое?

- ?

- Кого я найду первым, того в наказание защекочу

Двое перепугались, но хотели щекотки

- Мы согласны

- Хорошо, тогда 1, 2, 3…

Тэхен и Чонгук побежали на верхний этаж и по коридору дальше. Они решили спрятаться в самый дальний угол дома. Забежав в комнату Тэ спрятался в шкаф и уложился вещами, которые там лежали. Чонгук забежал в другую комнату и спрятался под кровать, молясь чтобы он был последним. Но он не знал, что хён схитрил. Чимин не будет долго искать тигра, потому что Чим прицепил на Чона и Тэ тех жучков с Joom. Дело в том, что когда еще до пандемии когда они обедали, Чимин по-тихому проник к Тэхену в комнату и взял пару щекощущих жучков. И Тэ даже не подозревал про эту хитрость.

А тем временем Чимин заканчивает свой счёт

- 59, 60 я иду искать! Итак, где же наши красавчики могли спрятаться? Хм?

Чимин решает немного поискать чтобы не палиться. Но хорошо то, что младшие его не слышат. Всё пока идет гладко.

- Хорошо, пограем против правил)))

Чимин взял пульт в руки и включил жучков на минимум

Тэхен вздрогнул и попытался подавить хихиканье. Он задрал свою футболку и обнаружил его жучка, щекотавшего его бок.

- нет, хиххи п-пожалуйста не делахахай этого

Тем временем Чонгук начинал потихоньку тоже хихикать, потому что его жучок щекотал верхнее ребро, а это для него чертовски щекотно.

- АХА

- Я что-то слышал?! Кто хихикал??

Чонгук тут же замолчал, услышав крик хёна

Чимин продолжил искать включив жучков на среднюю. Он уже поднимался наверх

- Щекотно, хихихихи

Тэ зажмурил глаза и попытался не смеяться.

Тем временем Чонгук прикрывал место щекотания и тихо хихикал. Было уже невыносимо

Чимин зашел в комнату, где находился Ким Тэхен. Тэхен тут же прикрыл рот рукой и попытался оторвать жучка, но он делал это немного шумно, так как тот не отрывался, а Тэ ударялся рукой постоянно

- Попался! Щекотки ждут тебя!

Чимин тут же распахнул дверь в шкаф, улыбаясь демонической улыбкой и включил жучка на полный максимум

- ГАХАХАХАХА НОХОХОХОХО

Чимин выключил своего товарища, а Тэхен кое-как смог подняться и побежать прочь

- Ты никуда не убежишь!

- Поймай меня если сможешь!

Чимин взял специальные механизмы и кинул их на ноги и руки Тэ. Он тут же упал и ему всунули кляп в рот. Чимин видел теперь расширенные и испуганные глаза Тэхена

- Ты такой наивный, думал, что я тебя так легко отпустил. Тебе придется терпеть двойную дозу

Чимин сделал серьезное лицо вынул пистолет и направил на Тэ

Тэхен отрицательно быстро начал качать головой, говоря чтобы тот остановился. Он пытался отползти подальше, но в него выстрелили

- Мфф…хррррр

Тэхен заснул глубоким сном

- Спи, Тэхени, а я за Чонгуком

А Чонгук тем временем лежит и молчит еще раз молясь, чтобы его не нашли. Однако Чимин снова пошел тем же путем и включил других жучков на максимум, которые находились в подмышках Гука

- ММФФФ АХАХАХАХАХАХАХАХАХАХАХАХАХАХАХАХАХАХА НОХОХОХОХО СТАХАХАХАХАХАП ГАХАХАХАХАХАХАХАХА

- Чонгуки?

Но Чонгук всё еще хохотал и брыкался под кроватью. Для него это был ад.

- Нашел!

Чим выключил жучка и снял его с Чона

- Как ты его снял?!

Чонгук начал мрачнеть и медленно подходить к Чимину. Тот испугался и побежал куда глаза глядят, но похоже он не думал, насколько Кук может быть скоростным. В мгновение ока он прижимает к полу друга

- ГДЕ ХЁН!?

- Он спит

- Что значит спит???

- В прямом смысле спит

Чонгук понёсся в коридор и увидел спящего Тэ, связанного и с кляпом во рту. Чонгук был в ярости, он очень любил Тэхена и если с ним кто-то как-то плохо обращался, то он буквально мог бы застрелить этого человека. И прямо сейчас Чонгук готов сделать это. Чонгук грозно медленно оглянулся и увидел Чимина с пистолетом в руках. Это было приделом для Чона.

- КАК ТЫ МОГ?! КАК ТЫ МОГ ТАК ПОСТУПИТЬ С НИМ?!?!?!?!?!?&₽@&₽!?

- Прости, Гуки

- Не смей называть меня Гуки

- Я его лучший друг, а он работал очень много на этих выходных. Я же его не убил

Чонгук смягчился, но всё равно пока не доверял Чимину

- Чон, это игра

Но Чонгук приготовился бежать на него

- Одно движение и я тебя тоже подстрелю

Но Чонгука это не остановило. Он побежал прямо на Чимина, но Чимин улыбнулся и выпустил механизм на ноги Гука, тот упал, но продолжал ползти на руках. Тогда Чим и руки связал и засунул кляп в рот. Вот теперь уже Чонгук стал бояться, что Чимин подстрелит его настоящими патронами

- Что случилось? Неужели наш большой и смелый Чон Чонгук стал бояться)?

Чимин дразнил младшего. И Чонгук правда боялся, боялся что с ним сделает Пак Чимин. Он направляет пистолет в его сторону и выстреливает

- Мм…

Чонгук засыпает и лежит теперь напару со своим хёном

- Отдыхайте ребята, скоро будет весело…

Чимин разместил и пристегнул двоих к стойкам и отправился сам немного отдохнуть

[gcfvope]

pensei muito sobre o jungkook como pucca e o taehyung como garu depois de ler a au da @/taenerdola no twitter/X. 🥺💓

[kooradinho]

memes bio

- choro de puta deus nao Escuta mor

- oi💞 é p ler?

- #mulherdepreso👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

- aí qi viadagem veyr será qi isso é contaminoso

- heterA passiva ata amo

- i ❤️ m ( maconha kkjjj🤓☝🏼

- amo deus odeo diabo

- menos ódio e mais buceta

- oii mor pq vc comentou na foto de uma garota em 2017 às 15:34 heinkkkkk vc tá me traindo ?

- sou uma cadela no cio automaticamente as 00h

- aí qi tristezakkkk aparece taehyung

- aprendendo a ser rabuda com rabuselle e seu tesao de 30 anittas

[saturnzskyzz]

Or an idea came to my mind.

Namjoon pulls a prank on the members that he's been wanting to do for a really long time. I don't have much of an idea what the joke will be, but it might scare the members. Anyway, after the joke, the members can catch him and tickle torture him as punishment.

That was really the only thing that came to my mind, I hope I explained it well, thank you :>💗💗

Thank you, Anon!!

You explained it well, and I'm glad that I'll be able to fulfil your request!

I hope you enjoy! :)))

·˚ ༘ 𖦆 ꒷₊˚ ꒦꒷꒷꒦ ⑅ ʚ ⤜ ⨳ ࣪• ☼ ⋒ ⚡︎ 𐚱 ⊹˚˖⁺ ⤾·˚ ༘ 𖦆 ꒷₊˚ ꒦꒷꒷꒦ ⑅ ʚ ⤜ ⨳ ࣪•

Namjoon's prank

Lee: Namjoon

Ler: BTS

Summary:

Namjoon felt michivious one morning and decided to pull a prank on his members. Unfortunately for him however, because his members also decided to punish him for his evil doings.

Warnings:

| swearing | tickling |

·˚ ༘ 𖦆 ꒷₊˚ ꒦꒷꒷꒦ ⑅ ʚ ⤜ ⨳ ࣪• ☼ ⋒ ⚡︎ 𐚱 ⊹˚˖⁺ ⤾·˚ ༘ 𖦆 ꒷₊˚ ꒦꒷꒷꒦ ⑅ ʚ ⤜ ⨳ ࣪•

"Namjoon, We need to talk." Yoongi said bluntly. The rest of the members were behind him with a similar annoyed and intimidating aura.

"Yeah? What's up?" Namjoon gave all of them a smirk, knowing exactly what was up.

Namjoon had decided that morning that he was going to be a little prick, and prank his beloved friends with almost every product in their bathrooms, except for a box that the rest were holding, be switched out with condiments. He thankfully didn't waste any actual product that he tediously took out of each bottle into a seperate container to hide in his closet, but his members don't know that yet.

"You know what's up Namjoon, don't play dumb." Seokjin said, pointing a finger at the leaders face to emphasize his words.

"I don't know what you guys are possibly talking abO-ow! What was that for?!" Namjoon was cut off by Taehyung throwing a small container at their leader, which hit directly at his chest.

"Check the container, Hyung. That's the only container that seems to have something even more special than all the rest that were filled with dipping sauce." Taehyung said, crossing his arms with disappointment.

Namjoon looked at everyone, and then looked down at the box that was thrown at him.

"..I don't think I want to open it.. You guys have fun with that one though." Namjoon said, getting ready to place down the box until a hand stopped him from doing so. Startled by the sudden touch, Namjoon looked to his right to see who had stopped him.

"No, Hyung. We insist." Jungkook said, using all his strength to lift the box up to Namjoon's face with the struggle of his leader trying to push the box away, but failed either way. Right as it got to Namjoon's face, Jungkook used his other hand to pry open the box, which resulted in a real life spider running out of it, and onto the leaders hand.

"AH! uh.. Haha, y-you guys got me there!" Namjoon flinched at the spider. Even though he was the one who put it in there, he was not expecting it to run out of it. With a flick of his other hand, the spider flew off and onto the ground closest to Yoongi, who then stepped on the arachnid.

"You know how much we all hate spiders, and yet you pull something this twisted, and for what? For some laughs?" Hoseok said, walking up to Namjoon.

"Okay, look.. I might've put spiders in those containers, but look at them! They aren't poisoness.. They're friendly!" Namjoon said, looking at everyone with a half apologetic look.

The members were irritated. They wanted a peaceful evening, but were startled by a prank that Namjoon can't seem to tell that it was hurtful for some who are deathly afraid of them.

"You have five seconds to run." Jimin said all of a sudden.

This put shock on Namjoon's face. Then without second thought, he darted right out of the living room, and into the hallway dorms. He wanted to get into his room so he could lock the door behind him, but he was unfortunately caught by someone from behind.

Namjoon was then tackled ground. When knowing who it was-hoseok-He tried to get the upper hand, but his hyung was quick enough to throw a leg over his waist, successfully pinning him to the ground.

"Hoseok, ow! Let me go!" Namjoon cried, struggling to get out of the olders grip.

"You want to use spiders for some laughs? I'll show you then!" Hoseok said. He then used both his hands to scribble all over his leader's ribs like he was mimicking a spider crawl.

"Ah! - ahaha, Hohohoseok! Whahahat the hehell?!" Namjoon grabbed onto Hoseok's wrists to try and pry them off of his ribs, but he was getting weak pretty fast by the tickling.

"Did you know that spiders are also afraid of humans? That's why they choose non-open areas for them to hide!" Hoseok teased, inching dangerously close to Namjoon's armpits.

"NOHOHO! DohoOHOHohon't yohohou DAHARE!" Namjoon, who knew what his Hyung was hinting with that fact, did everything he could to get away from the offending fingers: yanking Hoseok's hands off him, twisting side to side, even skidding his feet on the floor to try to slide away from Hoseok, but nothing worked.

That was when the rest of the members caught up to see the onslaught going on.

Yoongi, who saw Namjoon trying to push Hoseok's attacking fingers away, had walked up to Namjoon from behind his head, and grabbed onto his hands to pin them up above his head.

"There you go, J-Hope." Yoongi said with a blank face.

Hoseok gave Yoongi a look that said, "thank you" and went for his Armpits, digging straight into his hollows with no hesitation.

"NOHOHohoho! Hohoseok, DOHOHO-AAH! HAHAHA, GEHEHET OUT OF THEHEHERE!" Namjoon yelled. He twisted his head from side to side to try and rid off the tickly feeling, but it didn't work, unfortunately.

So Namjoon just settled with his head layed back while closing his eyes shut. The sensations to one of his worst spots were agonizing. Not only that, but he felt more hands going after his sides and neck.

"I think these cridders were wanting a place to hide as well." Jimin said, who was scribbling one of his hands on namjoon's neck. This caused Namjoon to scrunch up his shoulder to try and get Jimin's hand out from his neck, but it was to no avail.

"Yeah, I think so too. They need a place to be warm!" Jungkook said, who was digging into his hyung's sides.

"GUHUUHUHUYS! PLEHEHEASE! IHIHI'M SOHOHORY! IHIHIHI WOHOHON'T DOHOHO IT AGAHAH-AHAHAHA!" Namjoon couldn't take it anymore. More hands going for his other ticklish spots were too much for him.

"Guys, I think he learned his lesson." Seokjin said, who had his arms crossed with a satisfied smile on his face.

Upon hearing their hyung's suggestion, they all ceased their hands, as well as Yoongi letting go of Namjoon's wrists. They had all gotten up, except for Namjoon, and waited for their leader to get up.

Namjoon had his hands crossed around his chest to cover his underarms while moving to lay on his side away from his members due to embarrassment.

"Ihihit wohon't happen.. Agahain, ihi swear ohon it!" Namjoon said.

"It better not, or we might put more than spiders in your bathroom, hyung!" Taehyung said, fleeing the scene.

Yeah. Namjoon was sure that he wasn't going to do that again.

[il0veyoujk]

Just imagine 10 S2

"Nohoho stohohop!" you cry in giggle hysteria as your best friend is stroking your feet up and down with his blunt nails. And all that while you were just watching a movie and you wrongly decided to put your feet on his lap.

"Stop? Why? Isn't that why you put your feet here? For a massage!" Namjoon chuckles and only keeps stroking your feet unstoppably, slowly speeding up and then suddenly stopping. And that has been going on and on and on for almost one hour now!

You have thrown your head back in hysterical giggles as you try your hardest to focus on the movie, but you always fail once his nails reach the middle of your soles. You may flinch, but you know you cannot go anywhere. Namjoon is gripping your ankles gently but at the same time firmly enough to hold you in place and make you feel each and every hypersensitive stroke.

"Nohoho!"

Suddenly though, someone walks in. Someone you wish he never entered. Jungkook.

"What?! We are tickling y/n without me?!" he exclaims shocked, completely ruining the whole massage cover. Discreetness 10/10.

Namjoon bursts into laughter, showing his adorable dimples, and shakes his head "Yehes Kookie we are! But you can join! This movie is boring anyway..."

"Hey, you are doing it wrong though!" the younger lad yells in mock frustration once he sees how slowly Namjoon is torturing you "That's how you should do it!" and without a single warning, he gently grabs one of your feet and starts scribbling on your soles like a madman.

"BWAHAHAHA NAHAHAO AHAHAHA NAHAHAHAT THAHAHAT AHAHAHA!" you shriek at the top of your lungs and start kicking out in hysteria. That's why you don't want Jungkook near you when it comes to tickling! He kills you every time!

"See? That's the right way!"

"Ohhh... So like this!" Namjoon smirks and copies Jungkook's movements, only to get a way harder and louder reaction from you "Hehe you are right! She goes crazy with this!"

"EHEHEXCUSE MEHEHE! I'M HERE!" you scream and kick out like your life depends on it, completely flustered from all the teasing without even actually talking to you! You almost kick the poor lads in the face from flailing around like a fish out of the water and laughing at the top of your lungs.

"Aw cutie we see you! And we hear you!" Jungkook chuckles, focusing on the base of your toes to drive you even madder than you already are!

"And we'll keep hearing you until the end of the movie..." Namjoon grins and keeps torturing your hypersensitive foot, as your screams of ticklishness are probably making the whole neighborhood think someone's killing you.

Let's just say you're watching The Titanic... 2 more hours of tickling are coming riiiiight up!

[taehosjk]

Date Kim Taehyung

[pedido anônimo]

perdoem qualquer erro!!

*mensagem nova*

Tae: Quer fazer algo hoje à noite…?

Seu coração deu uma leve fraquejada ao ler a mensagem pela barra de notificação.

Porra, em seus 29 anos de idade, jamais pensou que voltaria a sentir as estupidas borboletas no estômago. Se sentia velha demais para isso, mas só de pensar no jovem rapaz, seu coração não parecia mais racional.

Sempre foi boa em controlar seus sentimentos, já havia passado por muitas desilusões em sua vida amorosa, e com o tempo, foi aprendendo a ser mais racional.

Mas com Taehyung tudo parecia diferente.

Tudo tão novo e gostoso.

Seus sentimentos estavam tão leves e fáceis de entender.

você: oi, tae! tem algo planejado para nós?

Não importa o que fosse, você iria topar.

Tae: Quer vir até o estúdio? Não vou conseguir sair daqui hoje, mas quero muito te ver. :)

Caralho.

Um soco na cara teria te impactado menos.

Você tem tanta importância assim? Na verdade, não importa. Tudo o que você queria naquele momento era ir ao estúdio e ver aquele homem, apenas isso.

você: eu adoraria, tae!

O que seria apenas um sexo casual, para alivar ambas as partes, estava te custando muito caro.

Uma iminente paixão.

Você tentou não pensar muito no que fariam no estúdio, mas sempre se pegava pensando nele, no sorriso dele, na risada dele, nele e nele.

“Caralho!” Esbravejou enquanto tentava acertar o penteado pela milésima vez. Não queria ir arrumada demais, mas desleixada seria muito vergonhoso, tentava um meio termo entre isso, para parecer que simplesmente foi.

Ouviu seu toque de chamada e o visor brilhava com a foto de Tae.

“Oi.” Continuou mexendo em seu cabelo.

“Oi, bebê.” A voz dele parecia meio distante do telefone, mas você conseguia entender suas palavras. “Estou saindo daqui, ok?” Gelou da cabeça aos pés. No máximo em 10 minutos ele ja estaria em sua porta, e você ainda não estava pronta.

“Ok.” Saiu um pouco embolado, pois segurava a escova de cabelo entre os lábios.

“Ta tudo bem ai, S/N?” Um tom de preocupação saiu entre os autos falantes do seu celular.

“Sim, sim. Estou te esperando!” Desligou a chamada e saiu correndo pelo apartamento tentando ajeitar toda a bagunça que havia deixado.

Hidratantes, óleos corporais, creme de cabelo, maquiagem, pincel, toalha e sapatos. Tudo o que conseguiu recolher entre seus braços e correr em direção ao quarto. Deixou tudo sobre sua cama e foi atendido o guarda roupa, pensando no que vestir.

Um vestido preto apareceu entre suas peças, nada chamativo, mas tinha seu toque de sensualidade. E obviamente, facilitava qualquer má intenção que Taehyung tivesse com você.

Arrumou seu busto em frente ao espelho e retocou seu gloss, sabendo que o deixaria sobre os lábios do doce rapaz.

Fez um checklist mental e conclui que estava pronta. Pegou alguns itens essenciais e colocou em sua bolsa de mão.

Sua campainha tocou logo em seguida. Ficou surpresa que conseguiu se aprontar antes da chegada de Tae. Quando abriu a porta se surpreendeu com duas mãos esticadas em sua direcionada. “Comprei no caminho para cá.” Um leve tom de rosado surgiu nas bochechas do loiro, e seu coração quase saiu do peito. Uma linda rosa vermelha embrulhada com uma caixa de bombom, estava bem em sua frente. Segurou delicadamente entre seus dedos e cheirou a flor, sentindo aquele maravilhoso aroma que naquele momento parecia ainda mais gostoso e apaixonante.

Se jogou nos braços de Tae, sentindo o aconchego que só ele conseguia te fazer sentir. “Obrigada.” Deixou um delicado selinho sobre os lábios dele.

“Vamos?” Perguntou enquanto retirava alguns fios de cabelo de seus olhos.

Vocês se encararam por alguns segundos e sorriram quando perceberam que estavam vidrados um no outro.

“Uhum.” Deixou o presente sobre seu sofá e saiu de seu apartamento, segurando a mão de alguém que jamais soltaria você a partir de agora.

…

Sempre ficava nervosa quando entrava naquele estúdio.

Ja tinha estado ali algumas vezes.

Sentiu uma leve fisgada ao lembrar da primeira vez que tiveram sobre aquele sofá de canto.

“Fique a vontade.” Tae retirou seu casaco preto e jogou sobre uma cadeira. “Tenho que revisar alguns projetos e passar para o Namjoon mais tarde.” Pegou algumas folhas nas mãos. “Mas posso fazer uma pausa por você.” Se sentou.

“Posso te ajudar se quiser.” Analisou os papéis sobre a mesa, tentando entender do que se tratavam.

Reconheceu algumas letras de canções antigas.

“Jazz…?”

“Estou projetando um álbum somente com covers de jazz.” Concordou. “Preciso de musicas que combinem comigo e combinem entre si.”

“Parece meio complicado.” Num ato espontâneo, se sentou no colo de Taehyung e analisaram algumas musicas juntos.

Alguma canção ressoava pelos autos falantes do estúdio, deixando vocês imersos naquele mundo.

…

Não sabia quanto tempo havia se passado.

Estavam tão entretidos na conversa animada que tinha surgido, que na verdade, mal importava o tempo.

Como alguém conseguia ser tão adorável? Talvez fosse o seu coração falando, mas como saber?

Tudo parecia tão especial com o Kim, que era difícil disfarçar seus sentimentos, e ele não colaborava. Passou a noite toda te acariciando e falando bem perto do seu ouvido, sussurrando elogios e roubando beijos.

Não queria nunca mais sair daqueles braços.

Você ficava admirada ao observar o quanto Tae amava aquelas musicas. O quanto ele se entretinha cantando alguns versos soltos, batucando algumas melodias em sua perna, ou até mesmo te explicando alguma curiosidade sobre determinado compositor.

Uma taça de vinho foi servida a você, e enquanto bebericava, tentava não rir demais das graças do Kim.

“Você é a garota mais bonita desse mundo, sabia?” Tae limpou delicadamente uma gota de vinho que descia sobre seu lábio. “Fico muito feliz de saber que estamos juntos.” Beijou o canto inferior de sua boca.

“Juntos?” Apertou a taça de vidro entre seus dedos.

“Sim. Juntos!” Colocou a mão sobre seu pescoço te trazendo o mais perto possível de si. “Quero que seja apenas minha, S/N…” Seus lábios estavam tão perto, que Taehyung conseguia sentir o hálito quente que saia de sua boca.

O cheiro adocicado da uva que o Kim sentia, só o encorajava a fazer o que ele planejava a tanto tempo.

“Eu sou sua, Taehyung.” Sussurrou rente aos lábios rosados.

Sem conseguir segurar a vontade que florescia em vocês, se beijaram intensamente.

Os dedos longos te tocavam sem pudor algum, e a língua de Taehyung te explorava loucamente.

Alguns suspiros escapavam de vocês.

Se afastaram com alguns selinhos e o sorriso radiante do Kim te iluminou.

“Quer namorar comigo?”

Como resistir a esse homem!?

[cookiegirlsstuff]

The Hobi cheer up pt. 3

AN: This is part 3 of a series that will consist of 7 parts. I hope you like it!

It took so long to find this gif 😭✌🤣😶👍

Lee: Taehyung

Ler: J-hope

༉‧₊˚🖇🖤❀༉‧₊˚.

It was a normal day in Seoul. At least for most people.

It was a lonely day for Taehyung. Recently, he often felt lonely, although there was no particular reason why.

Despite being surrounded by fans and his members, the K-pop star felt isolated. He misses his family, old friends, and the simple joys of his old everyday life.

BTS would be starting their new tour in about 2 months and would also be coming to Daegu, but he probably had to hold out that long.

Sighing, he rolled back and forth on his bed.

What he didn't realised yet, was that the other members had long since seen through his cheerful facade and were desperate to do something for him.

That's why they had planned an early trip to Taehyung's hometown for the coming weekend.

And today they wanted to tell the second youngest about it.

J-hope was more than desperate to carry out this task and was on his way to Taehyung's room.

But what he saw there was even worse than what he had expected.

Taehyung lay curled up on his bed with his face buried deep in his pillow.

He looked exhausted and lacking in energy.

But so far the younger boy didn't seem to have noticed him, and that was just right, because Hoseok had a plan to cheer him up.

"Boo!" he shouted before jumping onto Taehyung and pinning his hands over his head.

"Hobi hyung? What are you doing?" asked V as he tried to free his hands from his friend's tight grip.

"Oh me? I just want to hear your beautiful laugh again," J-hope smiled.

"What do you mean?" asked Taehyung, a little confused.

But just in the very next moment, Hoseok's fingers touched Tae's ribs and he let out a little shriek before starting to laugh.

"Hobi hahaha please nahhaha", he squeled.

"Cute", J-hope smiled.

He kept going and Taehyung's sweet laugher grew louder and louder with every second. But one thing being said: Tae was a very squirmy lee. He tried to free himself almost the whole time but Hobi's grip was tight.

But somehow, Taehyung managed to free himself after a few seconds of helpless squirming.

When they both realised what had just happened, they looked at each other, slightly perplexed.

"Are you all right? Did I make you feel uncomfortable?" J-hope asked worriedly, hugging the younger one tightly.

But Taehyung was fine. He liked the tickling sensation he had felt until a few seconds ago. It had just been a reflex that he wanted to break free. But how could he explain that to his hyung?

In the end, it might have been smarter to just explain the situation, but since Taehyung was too embarrassed to explain, he just did it.

He freed himself from Hoseok's hold, stretched out on his back and navigated J-hope's hands in the right position to pin him down again.

"What…?" Hoseok asked, confused, but then he understood what his dongsaeng wanted.

"Can you maybe keep going?" asked Taehyung as his cheeks grew redder and redder, causing him to turn his face to the side in embarrassment.

"Oh….so you liked that?" Hoseok teased. Taehyung didn't respond. But no answer was an answer and so J-hope started to make crawl shapes with his fingers. But he didn't touched Taehyung.

"I'll stop immediately if you move that much again," he said playfully as he ran a finger down Tae's side.

"I promise I won't", Taehyung gulped before closing his eyes.

And shortly afterwards he felt his hyung's fingers dancing across his skin again, this time at his hips.

"Nohoho", Taehyung laughed and pulled away as much as he could but this time Hoseok held him with a bit more strength and he couldn't escape. Of course he didn't wanted but it was just a reflex.

“Stop? But you’re enjoying yourself so much, why would I stop?” Hoseok teased.

And it was so true. Taehyung loved this. He felt so happy and cared for even though he was "just being tickled". But for him it was so relaxing and enjoyable and he was thankful that his hyung wanted to cheer him up.

Of course J-hope wasn't done and at the moment he was kneading both of Taehyung's sides with his thumbs.

"Hahahah! PLEASE!” Tae wheezed. His cute, high pitched belly laugh echoed through the dorm andd everyone knew that Hobi was giving one of his special "cheer ups" again.

"But you asked for this.” Hoseok reminded his victim. Then he started wiggling both of his hand as claws on Tae's overly sensitive ribs. His laughter blossomed into louder and higher shrieks and crackles.

"HOBI PLEASE! I CAHAHAN'T!"

"Hm let me think for a second" he said looking up, tapping his chin as if he was thinking "Nahhh I'm having so much fun I don't think I wanna stop"

So he finished by tickling Taehyung's armpits, his absolute weak spot.

"NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO" He let out a cackly laugh as he began wiggling once again wanting to escape.

He deeply scribbled his armpits and then softly stroke them. Taehyung’s nerves were alight with ticklish sensations, his body was twisting under the evil fingers. The poor boy kept on laughing and giggling in hysterics, but with a real and happy smile over his whole face.

Soon enough Hobi knew to stop. He kissed the top of Tae’s head and rubbed his tummy to help the poor boy get rid of all the ghost tickles.

"That was fun", Taehyung smiled and hugged his hyung tightly.

"I'm glad I could help you a little bit with cheering you up", J-hope replied.

"By the way, we have this weekend off and wanted to go to Daegu!" Hoseok finally told him the plan and gently tousled Taehyung's hair. He smiled even wider and hugged his hyung again after mumbling a small "thank you" into his ear.

So as you guys voted the Taehyung fic first!

[little-big-fan]

Um neném para o Idol (Jungkook - Bts) Parte 1.

n\a: Sim, chegou a primeira parte desse imagine que ocupou a minha mente por diaaaaas! Eu espero MUITO que vocês gostem, de coração! Ao Anon que fez esse pedido, muito obrigado, espero que tenha ficado do jeitinho que você queria!

Nota: Os meninos do BTS têm uma dezena de nomes diferentes kkkkk pra não ficar repetitivo, eu fui alternando. então, caso você não seja uma fã mas queira ler mesmo assim, aqui vai uma ajudinha para identificar:

Jungkook: Jeon, JK J-hope: Hobi, Hoseok Suga: Yoongi Taehyung: V Namjoon: RM (também chamei ele de "líder" em algumas partes) Jin: Seokjin Jimin: Chamei ele só de Jimin mesmo, mas fiquei com pena de deixar de fora da lista KKKKKKK

Tropes: Clichêzinho gostoso / Gravidez inesperada / Bebê rejeitado / Reencontro

Avisos: Esse imagine pode conter assuntos que sirvam de gatilhos para algumas pessoas, como: abandono parental. Se você não se sente á vontade com esse tipo de assunto, por favor, não leia.

Contagem de palavras: 2,544 + fakechats

Respirei fundo, juntando cada partícula de coragem para encarar a varetinha dentro do copinho, há mais de quinze minutos pronto em cima da pia do banheiro. 

Faziam pelo menos duas semanas que eu me sentia estranha. Os seios muito mais sensíveis do que o normal, uma cólica interminável que nunca resultava em uma menstruação e por último os enjoos cada vez mais frequentes. 

— Vamos lá, S/N. Coragem. — Falei para mim mesma. 

Peguei o teste e fechei os olhos com força, enchendo e esvaziando o pulmão de ar antes de encarar o resultado assustador. 

Positivo.

Puta que pariu. 

E agora? 

Deixei o medo ultrapassar as barreiras, jogando o teste longe e segurando meu rosto entre as mãos durante o choro desesperado. 

Eu não posso ser mãe agora, meu deus. 

Como vou fazer isso? 

Eu sequer estou com o pai dessa criança! 

Pai. 

Meu deus, ele vai surtar. 

Esperei mais três dias para finalmente ter coragem de contar para Jeon sobre o resultado das nossas aventuras. Com o resultado do exame de sangue em mãos, mandei uma mensagem, querendo saber quando ele voltaria de mais uma das suas viagens para podermos conversar. Não era o tipo de notícia que gostaria de dar por mensagem. 

O mundo sob os meus pés pareceu ter sumido. O ar faltou em meus pulmões e por dois dias inteiros tudo que consegui fazer foi chorar. 

Meu deus, o que fiz para merecer isso? 

Coloquei a mão sobre a barriga ainda não crescida, me desculpando um milhão de vezes com aquela vidinha que acabara de se iniciar ali. 

Eu estava acostumada a precisar ser forte. Ser mulher na indústria do entretenimento não era nada fácil. Mas agora, eu tinha um novo motivo para seguir em frente e encarar o mundo. 

Jungkook podia não querer aquele bebê, mas eu definitivamente o queria. 

Estava apavorada e não sabia o que fazer, mas o queria e de alguma forma já o amava profundamente. 

— Chega de chorar, S\N. Você tem um filho agora. — Me ergui da cama.

TRÊS ANOS DEPOIS.

Cumprimentei a equipe assim que entrei no estúdio. Um burburinho estranho se instalava e com certeza não era sobre a minha volta das férias. 

— Chase? — Chamei meu assistente. — Aconteceu alguma coisa? 

— Ah, não. — O garoto recém formado sorriu, me oferecendo um copo de café. — Os convidados de hoje chegaram e estão todos animados. 

— Ah… — Cocei a nuca, envergonhada ao notar que havia simplesmente esquecido de checar o cronograma da semana. — E quem são? — Perguntei baixinho. 

Chase nem precisou me responder, pois novamente o burburinho se instaurou, cada vez mais alto. Entrando pela porta da frente do estúdio, conversando alto como um grupo de crianças em um coreano alto, quase berrado. 

Senti meu corpo congelar, não precisava sequer olhar para seus rostos para reconhecer. As vozes que por quase dois anos me acompanharam todos os dias no emprego anterior. 

Um dos diretores se aproximou da algazarra, acompanhado por James, o apresentador. Fiquei estática no lugar, sem saber o que fazer. Até que um par de olhos castanhos se fixou em mim e um sorriso de orelha á orelha se abriu.

— S\N! — Jin gritou, chamando a atenção dos outros seis amigos. 

Sem se importar com os olhares, o mais velho do grupo correu como uma criança em minha direção, me apertando em um abraço forte. Fiz o meu melhor para retribuir, mesmo sendo tirada do chão. É impossível não sorrir, uma das coisas das quais senti falta era a animação de Jin e o quão amigo ele poderia ser. — Ah, senti tão a sua falta. — Falou me balançando, como uma boneca. 

— Eu não acredito! — Jimin disse com animação, se juntando ao abraço. 

— Meninos, ar, eu preciso de ar! — Falei um pouco mais alto, fazendo-os rir.

— O que está fazendo aqui? — Yoongi perguntou depois de me dar um abraço calmo, típico de si.

— Sou uma das produtoras. 

— Você nos largou para trabalhar com o James? — Jin disse alto, colocando a mão sobre o coração como se estivesse profundamente ofendido.

— Ei! — James reclamou, fazendo-os rir alto mais uma vez. 

 O líder do grupo passou o braço sobre meus ombros, murmurando um “bom ver você”. Todos da equipe observavam com atenção a comoção que havia se formado à minha volta, me deixando ainda mais desconfortável. 

— S/N? — Virei para um dos staffs que vinha em minha direção com o telefone geral do estúdio. — É do berçário. — Agradeci, pegando o aparelho.

— Alô? 

— S/N, Liz comeu amendoim. — A voz feminina do outro lado disse desesperada. 

— O quê? Eu deixei claro que ela não pode! — Quase gritei, sentindo meu coração reverberar por todo o meu corpo, e meu nervosismo fez os sete à minha volta prestarem atenção. 

— As meninas se descuidaram e outra criança ofereceu um doce. — Lamentou.

— Traz ela pra mim. — Desliguei. Engoli com dificuldade, sentindo minhas mãos suarem e tremerem. 

— Aconteceu alguma coisa? — Namjoon perguntou baixo, mas não consegui responder. Entrando pela porta lateral, uma das responsáveis pelo berçário andava rápido em minha direção. Corri até ela, pegando a minha filha pálida nos braços e me desesperando ainda mais quando vi sua dificuldade em respirar. 

— Matt! — Gritei para o paramédico que sempre ficava de plantão no estúdio, correndo em sua direção. — Ela comeu amendoim, é muito muito alérgica. — Ele me ouviu com atenção, pegando-a nos braços e caminhando até a maca já instalada. 

Ele fez um exame rápido, checando sua garganta e respiração, então abriu uma maleta, retirando uma seringa. Liz arregalou os olhinhos que encheram de lágrimas. 

 — Vai ser só uma picadinha, pequena. — Matt prometeu, retirando a proteção da agulha e me olhando, pedindo em silêncio que eu me aproximasse. 

A cena toda já havia chamando a atenção de quase todos os presentes, que se aproximavam, fazendo um tipo de roda à nossa volta. 

Peguei minha garotinha, erguendo com cuidado a saia para que sua coxa ficasse exposta. Liz soltou um gritinho dolorido, seguido de um choro sentido após ser medicada. Balancei minha filha nos meus braços, quase chorando junto com ela. 

— Vai melhorar logo. — Matt prometeu, colocando um curativo sobre a marquinha vermelha. 

Poucos minutos se passaram, mas percebi que a respiração de Liz havia melhorado consideravelmente, o que me deixou imensamente aliviada. Ela ainda chorava com o rostinho apoiado no meu pescoço, magoada demais para olhar para o “titio médico”. 

— Ela não vai me perdoar tão cedo. — Matt brincou quando notou que as coisas já estavam um pouco mais calmas. Sorri pela primeira vez, assentindo com a cabeça. 

A multidão havia dissipado quase totalmente, podia ouvir os comentários aliviados das pessoas. Seis dos sete coreanos me encaravam com surpresa, mas Hobi se aproximou, tendo um sorriso enorme aberto nos lábios. 

— Liz? — Chamou baixinho. A pequena se encolheu no meu colo, virando para olhar que lhe chamava. Seu rosto se iluminou com o reconhecimento. Mesmo com os olhinhos inchados e as bochechas vermelhas, ela sorriu, se jogando para o colo do quase desconhecido. 

— Titio! — Hoseok a segurou rápido, tomando cuidado para não apertar a perninha machucada. Liz espalhou as mãozinhas minúsculas pelas bochechas dele e então deixou um beijinho na ponta do seu nariz, seguido de um abraço apertado e certamente gostoso. 

— Você cresceu muito, hum? — Ele disse afastando o pescoço para olhá-la melhor. 

Fazia pelo menos nove meses desde a última vez em que os dois se viram pessoalmente, e como uma criança, Liz crescia rápido. Seus cabelos escuros e lisos estavam agora chegando aos ombros, e ela havia crescido consideravelmente. 

— Sou mocinha agora. — Fez um biquinho. Não consegui evitar de sorrir, “mocinha” era uma das minhas palavras favoritas do momento, pois soava como “moxinha”. Hobi também pareceu adorar, pois riu alto e balançou a garota. 

— S/A? — James me chamou de lado. — Ela está melhor? 

— Está sim, obrigado pela preocupação. — Sorri. 

— Você quer levá-la para casa? Pode ir se quiser. 

— Tem certeza? 

— Claro que sim. — Disse colocando a mão sobre o meu ombro. — Imagino que ainda esteja um pouco nervosa, eu sei como esses pequenos nos assustam de vez em quando. 

— Um pouco. — Admiti. 

— Então pode ir. — Sorriu. 

— Obrigado, James. — O abracei de lado. 

James murmurou um “de nada” e caminhou até Hobi, deixando um beijinho na bochecha de Liz que reclamou da sua barba, como sempre fazia. Minha breve conversa foi tempo o suficiente para que alguns dos meninos se aproximassem. Jimin e Jin faziam brincadeiras e falavam com a voz afinada, enquanto a garotinha adorava a atenção. 

Meu coração deu mais um salto ao perceber como Jungkook olhava com atenção para o meu bebê. 

— Vamos para casa? — Perguntei para a pequena, ignorando a sensação que estava tendo. 

— Já? — Ela perguntou fazendo um beicinho e deitando a cabeça no ombro de Hoseok.

— Ela quer ficar com o titio Hobi. — Disse orgulhoso.

— Os outros titios também. — Ela disse manhosa, fazendo Jin e Jimin comemorarem e provocarem o amigo. 

— Eu sei, mas você precisa descansar um pouquinho. — Falei para ela. — E os titios precisam gravar. 

— Vai cantar titio? — Ela perguntou e ele assentiu. Jin e Jimin soltaram algo como “tão fofa” em coreano.

— Vou. — Ele disse deixando um beijo na bochecha gordinha. — Posso ir na sua casa mais tarde? — Perguntou me olhando. Eu sabia que ele não iria desacompanhado, mas também sabia que se não dissesse que sim, Liz não aceitaria ir embora. 

— Claro. 

Aceitando a minha resposta, a garota estendeu os braços gordinhos em minha direção. Dei um tchau geral, saindo de lá o mais rápido possível. 

Acomodei Liz em sua cadeirinha no carro e antes mesmo de sairmos do estacionamento ela dormiu. 

Despertei minha garotinha quando chegamos em casa, dei um banho longo e relaxante nela e fiz uma mamadeira gostosa, deixando que ela voltasse a dormir. 

Patrick chegou no horário de sempre, entrando na cozinha enquanto tirava a gravata preta e desabotoava o paletó. 

— Chegou cedo. — Comentou, dando um beijo em minha testa.

— Liz teve uma crise alérgica. 

— Ela está bem? — Disse em tom preocupado.

— Sim, Matt a socorreu. 

— Graças a Deus. — Suspirou. 

— Pac, ele estava lá hoje. — Encarei as frutas que estava lavando. 

— Quem? 

— O pai da Liz. — Meu comentário fez a caneca de café parar no meio do caminho para a boca. 

— Ele a viu?

— Sim. — Suspirei. — E talvez venha aqui mais tarde. 

— Você não está falando sério. — Falou incrédulo. 

— Todos os meninos estavam lá, Liz não quis desgrudar do Hobi. — Cocei a nuca com a mão molhada. — Então tive que prometer que deixaria eles virem. 

— S/N! — Seu provável discurso foi interrompido pela campainha. — Eu abro. 

— Não faça uma cena. 

Acompanhei em passos curtos o caminho até a sala, vendo-o abrir a porta para os sete que entraram. Como sempre, Hobi o cumprimentou com um toque de mãos e um sorriso. Se fazendo de bom anfitrião, Patrick estampou um sorriso falso no rosto e os guiou até a sala. 

Coloquei a tigela de frutas na mesinha de centro, sentindo os seis pares de olhos sobre mim. 

— Papa, você chegou. — Uma Liz sonolenta anunciou sua presença, agarrando na perna do padrinho que a ergueu no colo. 

— Fiquei sabendo que você deu um susto na mamãe hoje. — Ele comentou cheirando seus cabelos bagunçados. Abrindo os olhos e finalmente prestando atenção nas visitas, Liz sorriu. 

— Titio, você veio mesmo. — Estendeu os braços para Hobi, que se levantou para pegá-la. 

— Eu não prometi? — Ele disse com a voz doce e ela assentiu. 

— Você é o titio Jin e você o titio Jimin. — Ela apontou o indicador gordinho para os dois, que sorriam. — E os outros titios? Não querem dizer o nome para a Liz? — Tombou a cabecinha para o lado. 

— Liz ainda fala algumas coisas na terceira pessoa. — Patrick explicou. 

— Eu sou o titio Namjoon. — O líder se pronunciou primeiro. 

— Nam… joooon? — Perguntou fazendo um biquinho fofo, o que fez o coreano sorrir abertamente e assentir. 

— Eu sou o titio V. — Taehyung disse segurando a mão pequenininha entre os dedos. Liz repetiu o nome. 

— Eu sou o titio Suga. — Yoongi declarou, acenando por estar um pouco longe no sofá. 

— Açúcar? — Ela disse surpresa, o que causou gargalhadas nos outros. 

— Você pode chamá-lo de titio docinho. — Hobi sussurrou, causando uma carranca no amigo e uma risada em Liz. 

— E ele? — Apontou o dedinho para o último, que até agora apenas a encarava. 

— Esse é o titio Jungkook. — Patrick falou alto, dando ênfase no honorífico. 

— Não sei falar isso. — Ela lamentou depois de testar o nome e errar algumas vezes. 

— Pode chamá-lo de JK. — Hobi falou, desconfortável com o clima que havia se instalado. Liz tombou a cabeça para o lado, encarando-o com os olhos iguaizinhos aos seus.

— Pode? 

Jeon a encarou por mais alguns segundos, como se gravasse na mente a primeira vez que ela falava com ele diretamente, e então sorriu. 

— Você pode me chamar como quiser, querida. — Liz também sorriu, ficando ainda mais parecida com o pai. Derretendo todos eles com seu jeito encantador. 

Precisei voltar para a cozinha, tentando controlar a vontade de chorar que estava me atingindo. Liz já era um lembrete constante da paixão unilateral e da decepção que Jungkook havia me causado, mas ele estar sentado em meu sofá, rodeado pelos seus amigos e interagindo com a nossa filha era demais para mim. 

— Você está bem? — A voz de Patrick soou atrás de mim.

— Estou. — Funguei. 

— Posso mandá-los embora. Liz vai esquecê-los rápido. — Massageou meus ombros. 

— Você sabe que isso não é verdade. — Lamentei. 

— O que vamos fazer?

— Jantar? — Tentei brincar. 

— Você me entendeu. — Bufou. Me virei, enterrando o rosto em seu peito e sendo abrigada por um abraço.

— Um passo de cada vez. — Pedi. Patrick respirou fundo antes de concordar. 

Eu sabia que ele estava odiando aquela situação. A presença, mesmo que mínima, de Jungkook nas nossas vidas parecia de alguma forma ameaçar sua posição na vida de Liz. Desde seu nascimento, o padrinho foi o único pai que ela conheceu. Patrick se dedicou a nós duas, sacrificou madrugadas para embalá-la, comemorou os primeiros passos, trocou mais fraldas do que se poderia contar.

Mesmo sem nenhuma obrigação. Ele não apenas cumpriu um papel que não era seu, mas o assumiu com amor e orgulho. E eu entendia o medo que estava sentindo agora, porque eu também estava com medo. 

Jungkook tinha dinheiro e recursos o suficiente para conseguir tirar de mim o meu bem maior se assim quisesse. 

— Não vou deixar nada acontecer. — Patrick sussurrou, como se lesse os meus pensamentos. 

Um pigarro chamou a nossa atenção. Na porta da cozinha, Hobi sorriu fraco. 

— O jantar chegou. — Explicou antes de virar de volta.

Sequei as lágrimas e forcei um sorriso. Patrick deu um beijo em minha testa e segurou minha mão, me puxando para a sala. 

Saindo do corredor dos quartos, Liz puxava Jeon e Jin pelas mãos, o mais velho usando uma coroa de princesa. 

— Por isso a Bela é a minha princesa peferida. Ela é inteligente. — Os dois assentiram, curvados para conseguir segurar as mãozinhas. 

— Gostei do seu novo estilo. — Briquei, fazendo Jin sorrir de forma envergonhada. 

— Vou contratar Liz como minha nova figurinista, ela tem futuro. — Brincou de volta. 

— Vamos comer? — Patrick perguntou. Liz soltou a mão dos dois, estendendo os braços para que o padrinho a pegasse. — Se comer tudo, vai poder assistir um pouquinho de desenho hoje. — Ele disse seguindo para a mesa. 

— Só um pouquinho?

— Só um pouquinho, mocinha.

Continua?

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