#maknae smut society

[rems-writing]

Eight makes one moan (part two)

》 Pairing OT8 × witch afab!reader

》 Genre: smut

》 Wordcount: 2,735 words

》 Rating: mature

Nets: @mirohs-aurora-society @othersideoutlawsnetwork @illusionnet

“Ready to have some fun?”

You nodded firmly, trying hard to not squirm around as much when you felt Seonghwa’s long tongue lick a stripe up your neck. Hongjoong quietly giggled at the eldest’s eagerness to destroy you. He soon leaned in, only to stop just mere inches away from your lips. 

“May I kiss you?”

You nodded firmly once more and Hongjoong smiled wickedly at you before smashing his lips onto yours. You moaned into the kiss quietly and Seonghwa squeezed your hips lightly before bucking his hips upwards so he could grind into you. A gasp escaped your lips, which prompted your mouth to open more. Hongjoong took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside. The two of you pulled away, but you didn’t have time to take in a breath since Seonghwa swiveled you around, made you straddle him, and shoved his tongue down your throat. A surprised squeak was let out and you heard Hongjoong giggle as he pressed his bare front against your backside. 

Since when did he take off his shirt?!

“Darling, may I please take this off?”

Seonghwa asked this question with a slight and desperate whine in his tone as he toyed with the hem of your shirt. You nodded and he carefully peeled your shirt off before ogling your breasts. He soon buried his face in between them. He was trying so hard to resist marking you up. The last thing he needed was for Jongho to beat his ass for leaving behind love bites and hickies over the maknae’s favorite body part on you. Hongjoong ran the tips of his fingers atop the waistline of your jeans and bent down to whisper in your ear. 

“We need these off as well, baby.”

You sprang up from Seonghwa’s lap, to which the eldest whined at, but it soon died down in his throat as you shimmied out of the skinny jeans you wore for the concert earlier. Seonghwa grabbed your waist and pulled you down to the couch once more. He laid you down and dragged his fingers across the silk material of your panties. 

“May I?”

You nodded and Matz went in at the same time. Hongjoong unhooked your bra while Seonghwa ripped off your panties. You were dripping wet and the lust in Seonghwa’s eyes grew. He spread your legs and hooked one over his shoulder while his luscious lips slowly pecked your inner thighs. You heard the sound of a zipper being undone and you saw Hongjoong hold the base of his dick in his hands before pumping it a few times and placing it between your boobs. 

Oh. 

So Seonghwa will eat you out while Hongjoong jacks himself off using your tits. 

Got it. 

“FUCK! HWA~”

Seonghwa got to your dripping core and started eating you out like a starved man. His tongue slithered in and out of your entrance, the tip of it tracing your folds. His nose lightly brushed against your clit and the stimulation from it made you jolt. Jongho may give you the best head, but you’d be lying to yourself if you didn’t admit that Hwa was up there. 

“If you like that, just wait until you get to Yeosang.”

OH?! WHY?!

Hongjoong thrusted in between your boobs at an even faster rate while Seonghwa kept eating you out like there was no tomorrow. You kept bucking your hips upwards and Seonghwa had to hold them down. He gave you one of his infamous siren stares that basically said ‘Stay still or I’ll make you.’

You didn’t need to be told twice. 

“F-Fuck, Hwa. I’m close!”

“Cum for me then, darling. Make a mess on my face.”

Your first orgasm of the night soon washed over you and you came all over Seonghwa’s beautiful face. Hongjoong reached his climax as well and jizzed all over your boobs. Some of it spilled down your body and it almost dripped down to your core. Seonghwa was quick with it though. 

And fucking nasty with it as well. 

As soon as he slurped up the remnants of your orgasm, he dragged his tongue upwards, avoided your belly button, and lapped up all of Hongjoong’s cum. His tongue mapped out every inch of cum covered skin and when it reached your boobs, your mouth opened in shock while Hongjoong placed his softened cock back in his pants and looked down at his boyfriend proudly. Once you were basically licked clean, the both of them gave you one last deep kiss before helping you up. 

“YEO! SAN! WOO! SHE’S READY FOR YOU!”

Seonghwa patted your butt lightly and winked at you while Hongjoong led to the next sub-unit. You were about to ask about the boner in Hwa’s gym shorts, but Joong reassured you that he’ll take care of it. Once you were inside the room, you heard the door shut behind you and you were faced with the next few members. 

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“Please please please! Faster! Go faster!”

Your whines and please echoed in the room as WooSanSang had their way with you. Yeosang was under you, eating you out with a tongue that can turn 180 degrees! No wonder Hongjoong hyped him up. He might be up there with Jongho and Seonghwa. Wooyoung had his dick shoved down your throat while San was ramming into you from behind. There was one spoken rule that Jongho had to be strict on. 

No one can enter your pussy with their cocks. 

Yeosang and Wooyoung already found their ways, but San had to do something. With your permission and a whole bottle of lube, he stretched your asshole open and entered you through there. 

Yup.

He went with anal for tonight. 

“Fuck, you feel so good, Y/N. You’re going to milk me dry with the way you keep tightening around me. But you’d like that, huh?”

You couldn’t respond since you were busy sucking Wooyoung’s cock and Yeosang was swirling his tongue on your pussy. The moans you let out due to Yeo’s head game sent vibrations onto Woo’s dick and he threw his head back to let out a high pitched moan. His fingers were tangled in your hair and he kept your head steady since he couldn’t resist the urge to fuck your throat. You felt San bend down and litter kisses all over your backside and shoulders before straightening himself. As he pounded deeper into you, he held onto your hips with one hand while the other reached out to slowly drag his fingers down your spine. A pleasant shiver coursed through you and you almost came on the spot. However, Yeosang had been edging you for so long and he wouldn’t stop until he decided that you could cum. 

“Oh fuck! Fuck! Y/N, I -”

Wooyoung cut himself off when he stilled his hips and buried his cock fully inside your mouth. The tip of your nose lightly brushed against his pelvis and you felt his seed shoot down your throat. He pulled out and bent down so he could kiss you and jerk off Yeosang at the same time. San reached his climax too, but he quickly pulled out and jizzed all over your backside. Wooyoung noticed and he pulled away before switching places with San. While San kissed you, Wooyoung bent down and lapped up all of San’s cum off your back. 

The fuck is with these men and cum eating?! 

Then again, you weren’t one to judge. After all

You’re getting fucked by all eight of them. 

“You can cum now, doll. Yeosang gave the green light.”

One sensual whisper from Wooyoung and you pulled away from San’s lips to let out a loud moan as you came all over Yeosang’s face. Like Hwa, Yeo slurped up every single last bit of your orgasm before tapping your thigh, signalling you to get off his face. You plopped down on the bed, breathing heavily and staring up at the ceiling so you could gather your bearings. The three men hovered over you. San and Wooyoung kissed your neck gently while Yeosang kissed you on the lips so he could have his fill. Once he was satisfied, the three of them retracted themselves. San lifted you up and carried you over to the next room while Yeosang and Wooyoung made out lazily. San dropped you down in between the tall towers, who were naked and ready. Once San left, YunGi placed their hands on you. 

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“That’s it, angel. Just like that. Take me in just like that.”

You couldn’t answer Yunho properly since Mingi had his fingers down your throat while his other big hand was wrapped around it, squeezing every now and then. Yunho had you on his lap, his long fingers deep inside you. The pads of his fingers brushed against your g-spot gently and the action would make you jolt. Mingi soon pulled his fingers out and reached down to your clit so he could rub it in slow circles, making you moan at the feeling. While Yunho was kissing your neck, shoulders, and back, Mingi was kissing you deeply, shoving his tongue down your throat every now and then. You would never admit it, but Mingi was an amazing kisser. He’s up there with Jongho. And the fact that he was so fucking attractive as well made your head swim with dizziness. Mingi’s lips soon left yours and he kissed the corner of your mouth, your cheek, and finally, the other side of your neck. He kissed along your other shoulder, your collarbone, your boobs, and then back to your neck. Yunho swapped places with Mingi so he was rubbing your clit while the other’s fingers were now deep inside you. You leaned back against Yunho’s bare chest and panted heavily while Yunho kissed your jawline. 

“Let me trade places with you, Yun. I want to feel her against me.”

Yunho nodded and the two swapped places so your back was now against Mingi’s bare chest. You had to fight the urge to cum on the spot since Mingi’s large frame fit perfectly against. Mingi whispering dirty words in your ear made everything worse. 

Or better. 

You didn’t know. You were far too gone. 

“Come on, baby girl. Cum for us. Fucking drench our fingers in your juices. Do it.”

Mingi swallowed your moans as he latched his lips onto yours again. You soon felt your third orgasm wash over you and your body convulsed as you came all over their fingers. When Mingi pulled his fingers out of you, he licked them clean. Yunho, on the other hand, shoved his fingers down your throat, prompting you to taste yourself. After he pulled them out, he kissed you deeply before pulling away. 

“Looks like you’re finished with everyone, honey.”

Your head snapped up to see Jongho leaning against the door frame, wearing nothing but black Nike sweats. His upper body was bare and you felt yourself become wet at the sight of him. 

Especially since he sported the collarbone tattoo that you gave him. 

You made grabby hands at him and Jongho chuckled before walking over to you and reaching out to grab your hands. He hoisted you up and made you wrap your trembling legs around his sturdy waist. You buried your face in the crook of his neck while he eyed YunGi wearily. 

“None of you used your cocks, right?” Jongho asked. 

“Nope. Only fingers and tongue.” Yunho confirmed. 

“Hongjoong had placed his dick in between her boobs, San did anal, and Wooyoung fucked her throat.” Mingi added. 

“Yeah that’s fine. Anyways, goodnight.”

Yunho waved at the both of you while Mingi winked and made a kissy face at you before  making a v with his fingers and sticking his tongue through it. You gaped at him while Yunho hit his shoulder, to which he simply laughed at. Jongho soon threw you down onto his bed and hovered over you. 

“My turn now.”

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You didn’t know how long you were at it, but you didn’t care. You’d been riding Jongho for the remainder of this… weird orgy you had with all eight of them. Even though all seven members brought you pleasure like no other, no one could top Jongho. Ever. After hours of receiving nothing but tongue and fingers inside your weeping pussy, you finally had a cock inside you. 

And it was your man’s. 

“Look at my pretty princess. Riding her king like a knight rides a steed. That’s it. Keep moving like that. This pussy is mine and mine alone.”

You yelped when he brought his hand down to smack your clit. However, it was for the better since it elicited another orgasm out of you. Jongho saw that you were getting tired and he decided to take over. He made you sink down onto his cock before flipping the both of you over so he was on top of you and you were laying down. He brought both legs over your shoulders and pounded into you mercilessly, which had you screaming and moaning his name. Jongho moaned as well and he bent down to capture your lips with his. He kissed you like it would be the last time he would ever kiss you and he felt your walls tighten around him. 

“Fuck, honey. You’re clenching around me. You miss my cock, huh?”

“I d-do! Fuck, Jongho! I’m close! Jongho, let me cum! Please!”

“Is that how you address me? Hmmm?”

He slapped your pussy once more, making you squeal and clench around him even more. 

“DADDY, I WANT TO CUM! PLEASE, DADDY! PLEASE! LET ME CUM! PLEASE!”

“That’s more like it. You can cum, my love. Cum all over this huge cock. Do it.”

Jongho stilled as he felt your juices gush out of you and drip down his cock. He felt his seed shoot inside you and he stayed in this position until every last drop was buried inside you. He soon pulled out and shoved a couple droplets of cum back inside you before leaning down to kiss you deeply. 

“Want me to run you a bath?”

You nodded tiredly and Jongho carried you into the bathroom, where a rose petal covered tub filled with warm water stood. Real candles stood around the edges of the tub and Jongho set you down in the tub before coming in behind you so you could cuddle against him. You looked up at him and smiled before kissing one of his round cheeks. 

“Happy six years to Ateez. I’m so incredibly proud of you.”

“Thank you, my love.”

[loveneversleepss]

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[confuchan]

Seventeen Recs Pt. 1

{91 links}

Warnings usually left by authors at beginning of each

My warnings just in case (I hope these make sense): ⤵

♨ - contains nsfw in story         🔞 - just nsfw

💖 - my faves   (Some fave writers tagged at bottom also)

Series (Multi-part fics) / OT13 Masterlists

My Heart By Your Side Forever - Masterlist💖 ~ soulmate au, OT13

And The Universe Said, - Masterlist ~ soulmate au, OT13

Under The Sun - Masterlist ~ darl+ing inspired au, OT13(?)

Spookteen Halloween Collab Masterlist

SVT Hub Camboys Collab Masterlists: Hyung Line, Maknae Line ~ (Some are also linked separately below) 💖

A Thousand Starlights - Masterlist

S. Coups

Boundaries of Fate: Ch.1♨, BOF: Ch.2 (feat. Dino) ~ historical au

Push It Down (sooner or later it all comes out)♨, Part 2🔞, Part 3♨, Part 4 (♨?), Part 5💖 ~ camboy au (Part of SVT Hub Collab)

Terrifyingly Innocent - Masterlist💖 ~ brother’s best friend au, college au

Hoshi

Love Hard - Masterlist ~ text au, college au

A Tiger’s Dominion [1]🔞, Part [2] ~ camboy au, college au, bestfriends/idiots au (Part of SVT Hub Collab)

Mingyu

My Daisy - Masterlist💖 ~ single dad!mingyu

Sweet Night - Masterlist ~ business au

Vernon

Two Minus One - Masterlist💖 ~ sm au (has spin-off: You May Not Kiss The Bride)

Dino

Retracing Steps🔞, RS: Alt ending+bonus♨ 💖

And They Were Roommates🔞, Part 2♨, Part 3♨ 💖 ~ camboy au (Part of SVT Hub Collab)

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Wonwoo

Your Games Suck🔞 ~ 2.7k+

Apple Cider🔞 ~ 2.2k

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Down in the Valley🔞 ~ 1.2k

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i love you the mostie🔞💖 ~ 2.5k

now that i’ve got a taste🔞 ~ 1.3k

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Blue (feat. DK)🔞 ~ 1k+

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(reaction to jealousy drabble) ~ 355

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My Things and Yours💖 ~ 850

Mingyu

Corn-y ~ 765

Still Tired?🔞 ~ 500

[16:37]💖 ~ 330

(app controlled vibrator Mingyu makeout)🔞💖 ~ 365

Dino

Paris in the Rain ~ 380

Dino Day💖 ~ 432

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(camboy blurb)🔞 ~ 420

Texture🔞 ~ 800

Gym w/ Hoshi🔞 ~ ??? words

Reactions / Scenarios / Misc.

Overheated drabble🔞 ~ Dino

Top 3 members to lose your virginity to & why ~ Joshua, Hoshi, Dino

Love is in the little things ~ perf. unit💖

Sweaty Makeout Seshes ~ perf. unit💖

Making Out ~ hip hop unit

Kisses With Seventeen ~ perf. unit

Pickup Lines ~ maknae line

Incorrect Quote (DN & SK)

Incorrect Quote (MG & MH)

Incorrect Quote (VN & SC)💖

Reaction - S/O Performs Their Part in Their Song ~ perf. unit

Headcanon - Bubble Bath With S/O ~ perf. unit

Tinder Bios ~ hyung line

Mingyu as First Time Dad💖

Seventeen First Dates💖

What would drunk sex w/ SVT be like (♨?)

SVT - How members tease to rile their S/O up

SVT Reaction - His Innocent S/O Reading Smut of Him

SVT Reaction - S/O Having Thick Thighs

SVT Reaction - Dirty Minded S/O

SVT - MTL to get so emotionally overwhelmed during sex that they accidentally say "I love you"

SVT - MTL to leave hickies all over your thighs

SVT - Who has game & Who is bitchless💖

SVT - nicknames for S/O

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SVT Dumb Shower Habits💖

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@bitchlessdino @huiranghaes @dontflailmenow @twogyuu @milfgyuu @onlymingyus @sluttywonwoo​ @sluttyminghao @venerex @fallinwoozi @rubyreduji @thepixelelf @februaryflowers​ @wooahaes​ @multi-kpop-fanfics

[musicloverxoxo7]

They’re the bad guys (p. 2) – feat. Jimin, Jungkook and Taehyung

Mafia!BTS maknae line   x   fem!reader

Summary: You’ve escaped your mafia bosses, taking up with their biggest enemy, your ex. But they want revenge.

Themes/warnings: smut, oral (fem receiving), marking, mentions of unprotected sex, swear words, some angst, bad mafia guys, guns, knives, mentions of murder, established relationship

Wordcount: ca. 3.3k

Disclaimer: 18+, DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE UNDER 18

I do not own BTS. They merely inspire me. None of this is related to their persons in real life.

Part 1

Everything started off so perfectly. You’d changed your appearance with the help of a new hair color and cut. You started doing your makeup differently and dressing in things you’d never worn before.

Jungkook was attentive and loving whenever you got to be together at the big condo you shared in Busan.

Nothing bad had happened in your five months in the city by the ocean. Perhaps because you went everywhere with a parcel of bodyguards who were like chameleons.

Until you went to attend a society function that Jungkook’s mother had organized.

At least a hundred people are already milling around, chatting, and sipping expensive champagne when you arrive. Jungkook will be coming soon, directly from a meeting.

You adjust your dress. Something colorful to balance out how Jungkook never wears anything but black.

“Y/n, you’re in town?” Jungkook’s mother comes over and takes in your appearance. Her eyes widen when she takes in the dress. “This is perhaps the prettiest dress I have ever seen. Did you get it in Seoul? I’m never up there anymore.”

“Thank you, Ms. Jeon. It’s actually from a little boutique in Busan. I’m back for good.”

“Oh, that’s lovely. I’d love to have the address of the boutique if you’re willing to share.”

“Of course.”

Jungkook’s mom hands you a tiny notebook and a pen. You scribble the address. It’s a store run by one of your friends and you’ll gladly get her more exposure and business.

“Thank you so much. So, now that you’re back, what are you up to?”

“Working on business with me”, comes a smooth voice behind you. Jungkook slings his arm around your waist and breathes a kiss on your cheek. “I see you’ve reacquainted yourself with my mom.”

“Jungkook, is that wise”, his mother asks. She sounds concerned. You know she was never your biggest fan, but you also know she doesn’t dislike you.

“No. But she’s about as stubborn as our family. How could I resist?”

With the last words, he looks down at you with his dark eyes. There is so much love in them that you want to melt into a puddle. Jungkook’s mother sighs.

“He always had his own mind”, she says to you. “It’s good, but sometimes…”

You laugh. You understand.

“I’ll catch up with you two more later on. The Chois have arrived.”

She hurries off.

“Actually, I should say hello to the Chois too. The are former business associates of my mother’s. How about you get us drinks and I’ll meet you at the bar in a few minutes?”

Though you’re curious to meet these mysterious business associates, you agree and head to the bar. It’s a coke for both you and Jungkook. That’s one of the few rules Jungkook enforces among his employees too. Never drink on the job.

You sit down on a stool and suck on the straw. The soft classical music in the background is pleasant. You’re quite sure it’s a piece by Bizet.

“The way that dress fits you”, Jungkook whispers next to your ear. You startle. He runs his hand down your back. “I’m not sure if I want you to keep it on your peel you out of it.”

“The latter would be quite inappropriate, since there are other people present. Especially your mother.”

Jungkook places a kiss just below your ear. You feel goosebumps race over your skin.

“I guess you’re keeping it on, then.” He grabs his coke and takes your hand. You pick up your glass and let him tug you along. This slightly bossy side is not something he had when you were in college. He was way too shy to tell you what to do. Much less pull you out of a party to an off-room.

Once in there, Jungkook takes the glass from you and puts it onto a table. This looks like a small conference room. His eyes are glazed over.

“Ah, love.” You have your back to the closed door. Jungkook closes in on you like a predator on its prey. His pupils are so dilated you can hardly see the dark irises anymore. “I hope I get more immune to you over time. I had to have my hands crossed in front of my pants while talking to the Chois.”

You look down at the black slacks. They are a little tented and you haven’t even touched him.

“That’s somewhat problematic. Good thing we don’t work together daily.”

“I’d probably get shot once a week if that happened.”

Your eyes widen. He wears a half-smile, so you’re unsure if he’s joking or not.

“Let’s avoid that.”

You reach out and hook your finger under the button of the suit jacket. You pull. He does not resist.

“You look very nice in the suit. I’m not used to you being dressed so formally.”

A whiff of Jungkook’s smell hits you as he steps closer. Your hormones feel like they’re going into overdrive, telling you to mate, like, right now.

“Whenever you look at me like that”, he licks his lips. You don’t wait for him to continue; you pull on his jacket until your bodies meet and your lips collide. It’s not a gentle kiss. Your hands run over his thighs, his squeeze your ass.   

His pants, previously somewhat tented, are straining to contain him now. You rub your stomach against his length. He rolls his hips into you. You can’t help but marvel at how much he’s changed in the past three years. From cute and shy to… this.

Jungkook lets go of your ass and takes your hands. He brings them up to his dark hair.

“Hold on tight. Two taps if you want me to stop.”

With that he goes down onto his knees and puts his big hands on your ankles. He runs them up very slowly, leaving a kiss here and there on your thighs, pushing the dress up in the process. When he sees the lacy black underwear he bought you recently, he bites his lip.

“You like it still?”

He chuckles darkly. His tattooed finger runs over the lace, making you suck in a breath.

“Mh”, he hums. Keeping your hands in his hair, you look down. How he’s eyeing your pussy makes your stomach muscles clench.

“You like me on my knees for you”, Jungkook asks while dragging down your underwear. Sometimes it is as if he has a second pair of eyes.

“I do, y-“

His tongue makes contact with your clit. You pull on his long hair. The sensation is almost too much as he sucks on the little bud. You lean your head back into the door and let a whine slip out. Frankly, you don’t care who hears.

Jungkook’s hands are on your thighs, keeping them apart as he keeps licking and sucking, making you squirm.

“Jungkookah. Feels so good.”

One of his hands moves between your thighs. His index finger pushes into you slowly. You’re so wet that he slides in easily. He curls his finger, so it hits the spot he knows you love. Quickly, he adds another finger and keeps tapping that spot.

Your thighs are shaking. You aren’t far from tumbling over the edge. Your stomach muscles keep clenching.

“I… I…”

The orgasm spasms through you. Your hands tug harder on Jungkook’s hair. If it hurts him, he doesn’t let it on. He helps you ride it out, before straightening up.

“If I had words for how hot you look when you come undone, I’d tell you now.”

You giggle, blushing a little. He flashes you one of his wide grins where the corners of his eyes crinkle.

“I love you, JK.”

“I love you too.”

He takes your hand and moves it to his bulge.

“Touching you is also a major turn-on. Aside from that dress. And the underwear.”

“I also have another new dress”, you say, moving your hand up and down his bulge. “Leaves the entire back free. I thought I could wear it on our next date night.”

“Do you want us to leave the building for that?”

“Absolutely.”

“Torture”, he murmurs, heading for your neck. Before you remind him not to leave marks tonight, he’s already left the first one.

“Jungkookah”, you sigh, applying more pressure. He moans into your skin. You keep it up.

“Does that little magic bag of yours hold tissues too”, he mumbles between kisses to your shoulder.

“Yes. Why?”

“We’ll need them to clean you up later.” He chuckles. “I might mark you, but I don’t have to have my cum dripping down your legs for the rest of the night.”

You laugh at the bizarrely hot thought.

“I do have tissues.”

Jungkook grabs you around the waist and does a 180-degree turn with you until your ass hits the edge of a desk. You sit down on it and lean back.

Jungkook unzips his pants.

The lights go out. You sit up so quickly your face meets with Jungkook’s solid chest.

From the massive reception hall a few meters away, you hear confusion and mild panic.

“Too much coincidence?”

“Stay here.”

You hear the rustling of clothes and then a click. It means Jungkook has taken his pistol out of the ankle holster. No way are you staying here. You pull up your panties.

“I’m coming with you. They’ll murder me on sight if they find me alone.”

Jungkook is silent for a long moment.

“Fine. Stay behind me.”

You grab your purse as Jungkook opens the door a few centimeters. Only emergency lights are on.

“It’s clear. Come, love.”

You grab his hand and walk along the wall behind him. You’re almost back in the reception hall.

Suddenly, the mood in the hall shifts. Scrambling, followed by a gunshot. Panicked screams and more scrambling. Jungkook’s hand tenses around yours. You know he wants to send you the other way, but that probably wouldn’t help either.

One-handed, you open your bag and take out the knife you keep in there. You unsheathe it.

A dark, hulking figure approaches you. As soon as Jungkook spots that they aren’t police or a guest, he tackles them. The fight is not entirely soundless, but with the panic all around, it goes unnoticed.

Jungkook gets up not long after. The other person does not.

“Shall we push them to the side, so nobody sees”, you whisper.

“Yeah.”

The two of you crouch down and shove the person to the edge of the corridor.

Jungkook takes your hand again as you plunge into the chaos. A few lamps on the raised stage are lit. Up there stands Mr. Kim, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a gun. Next to him is Mr. Park, twirling a knife between his nimble fingers.

You pass by the bar, which also has some lights left.

“There”, Mr. Park says. The mic is still on, so his voice echoes.

You pull on Jungkook’s hand and dive behind the bar with him as a gun discharges. The bullet hits a bottle above you. The amber liquid spills down.

“What do you say we talk, y/n”, Mr. Park says into the mic. His voice is soft and warm, as usual.

You stay quiet.

“We know you’re behind the bar. You can’t escape us.”

Beside you, Jungkook is on the phone with the police, whispering as silently as possible.

“I know you don’t want to talk. I’m not a complete idiot.”

“Ah, she got us there”, Mr. Kim says.

“Well, you might not want to talk, but I kinda do”, Mr. Park tells him.

“What about”, you yell back.

“You betrayed us. Didn’t we treat you well? I think we paid you a decent salary. You could have risen high.”

“Ever consider that not all in life is about money?”

“Yes, I have. If you care, we both had an interest in you. You could have had your pick.”

“Thank you, but I already picked a decade ago.”

“Too bad. I guess that is the blind love Shakespeare refers to.”

“Are you done soon? This is getting boring”, Mr. Kim injects. Mr. Park’s sigh is very audible. You have to bite your lip for the absurdity of the situation. Bickering mafia bosses. You, who had no idea of this a few months ago. Now you’re in the middle of all this with a knife in your hand.

“What do you want from us.”

“A few things”, Mr. Park says in a voice that is both incredibly sensuous and dripping with danger. “You didn’t fulfill your job. Which means we’re out of a lot of money and business. You practically stole a potential new business partner. How many won do you think that’d make, Taehyung?”

“A few billion won, I’d guess.”

“Yeah. Around 140 billion, I think. For the next five years, at least. Let’s not get into the long-term ramifications.”

“Yeah, let’s not”, you agree.

Mr. Kim coughs up a laugh.

“Okay. You owe us 140 billion won, y/n. How do you plan to pay us back all that money?”

“You want restitution, you turn to me”, Jungkook says.

You don’t want to think it, but damn, he’s so hot when he goes mafia boss mode.

“You want to draw up a cute little payback plan”, Mr. Kim taunts.

“Frankly, there’s nothing cute or little about 140 billion won”, you throw out. He’s really starting to piss you off. You’re also starting to see why Mr. Park tends to do most of the talking. He pulls the diplomatic act off more easily. Or perhaps they’re doing the good mafia boss – bad mafia boss routine on you.

“I know your business isn’t doing that well, Jeon. You can’t afford that”, Mr. Park states.

“Actually, I think all of this is slightly twisted. I did my job, but Jungkook had no desire to work with you. I didn’t get paid for the night’s work, nor for the three weeks out of the month before I left. I owe you nothing, Jungkook owes you nothing.”

You roll your eyes. You spot something above you. Slowly, you drop back your head. Holy shit. The entire ceiling is made up of glass. You can see where Mr. Park is standing by the mic. One of his hands is in his pants pocket, probably on his knife. With the other he cradles the mic stand.

Mr. Kim is leaning against the stage’s back wall, twirling the gun around his little finger. Clearly, neither of them has seen the ceiling yet. It might not be such an advantage to them either way, but it is for you.

“I see our opinions differ starkly. Why don’t we discuss all that over a drink? We gain nothing by shooting either of you”, he adds, as if an afterthought. “We wouldn’t inherit the Jeon empire.”

Something else raises your mood. You spot special service circling the building through the reflection of one of the full-length windows close to the stage. Next to you, Jungkook is on his phone again, talking to someone from the police, telling them who the bad guys are.

You reach for the knife used to chop lemons on top of the bar counter.

“Oh, you’d have us shot in a heartbeat. You’d rather deal with someone unprepared than with either of us since we clearly won’t cooperate.”

Mr. Park sighs again. He’s getting tired of the situation quickly. Through the mirror above, you see him look at Mr. Kim and jerk his head in the direction of the bar. Mr. Kim nods and starts to move. Now is your moments.

You slide out at the side of the bar, take aim quickly and throw the two knifes in close succession. Mr. Kim, unprepared, doesn’t get off a shot until you’re behind the bar again. By then his arms are pinned to the wall by his sleeves. He looks comically surprised.

Before anyone can react further, two windows shatter at the same time and black-clad special service members spill in.

Ten minutes later you’re outside the building, Jungkook’s jacket around your shoulder, giving a cop a statement.

“And… and I was just heading out with my boyfriend when the two lunatics started shooting. I don’t know how many rounds. Perhaps two? I was so scared.”

Tears are streaming down. Partly because of the adrenaline rush coming to an end, partly because you’re spent emotionally. You tell how you stalled and don’t forget to mention that one of them shot at you again.

One of the special service people comes over. Perhaps one of the leaders, because he doesn’t wear the head to toe black and armor.

“Were you the one who threw the knives?”

“Yes.”

“That was some precision and speed. How long have you been doing that.”

“About fifteen years. My mom taught me. She said a girl has to learn to protect herself in lots of different scenarios.”

“Your mom was right. I’m sorry, but we have to keep your knife for the moment. It’s evidence.”

“That’s okay. Is my boyfriend alright?”

“He said he’s waiting for you in the car, once you’re done.” The man points over at the black Mercedes. “We’re done, I think. We have your contact detail. If we need anything more, we’ll let you know.”

You thank them and hurry to the car. Jungkook’s jaw is clenching when you slide into the warm seat. Your body is still shaking a little. Once the door is closed and you’re belted in, Jungkook revs up the engine and you speed off.

Once you turn into a different street, Jungkook locks the doors.

“Why were you lying to me, y/n?”

His voice is dangerous like a knife at the throat. You don’t look at him.

“Technically, I haven’t lied to you. It was… an omission.”

“So Empress Min was your mother?”

“Was it the knife-throwing that gave it away?”

“Yes. And the way you were way too calm in a hostage situation. You realize you handled that all by yourself, right?”

You bite your lip.

“Is that how you survived the hostage situation she didn’t?”

“My brother and I inherited our dad’s temperament. Mom wasn’t so even tempered. I was just a teen. I wasn’t supposed to be there to begin with. Maybe I survived because the bad guys had mercy on me.”

“I know enough bad guys to tell you most of us have no mercy.”

“You wouldn’t kill an innocent teenage girl.”

“No, I wouldn’t.” There’s a long pause. “Yoongi runs things up in Daegu. And you?”

“I never wanted a part of it. I grew up with my dad most of my life.”

“Until I dragged you right back in.”

“Hey, at least we have an alliance that way. The Min and Jeon clans together. Would be something to go up against.”

“If that’s what you want, we can make it happen.”

“Why does it feel like there’s a “but” coming?”

You look at Jungkook. He’s smiling his wicked smile. His hand moves to your thigh and pushes the dress up until he’s touching your skin.

“But then you’re in this for life. With me. Officially.”

“If that is your way of proposing, Jeon, you gotta try again.”

Jungkook laughs. So hard you can feel his hand shake on your thigh too.

“I’m not proposing. Yet. Merely prepping you for the thought.”

“Goodness. I was ready to marry you three years ago. You’re still my “one”, even though you come with a whole damn mafia empire.”

Jungkook pulls into the garage of the building which houses your condo. His hand slides further up your thigh once the car is parked.

“Let’s debate that further tomorrow. I think we both need some distracting for the rest of the night.”

You take his hand and move it under your dress to the spot between your legs.

“Start distracting, then.”

Of course, Jeon Jungkook delivers.

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[whatifyoulivelikethat]

not allowed, m | jjk

pairing(s): jungkook x reader; established relationship yoongi x reader

summary: The love of your life, BTS’s very own Min Yoongi, tells you he has a gift for you. But he also says you’re not allowed to refuse. What’s that supposed to mean, hm? Surely not... wild hot sex with the Golden Maknae himself?

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; established relationship with Yoongi (takes place after his surgery); smut (fem reader, m-receiving oral, dirty talk, penetrative sex, doggy, spanking); idol!BTS; it’s self-indulgent and I’m a little ashamed but it’s too late now, whoops

--

Just... just looking through the Twitter tag couldn't hurt, right?

You scrolled through the pictures slowly. They performed really well these past two days. Received all the awards they deserved, because BTS were the best. Still, it depressed you seeing the empty space where Min Yoongi was supposed to be. 

But that was because Yoongi was beside you, propped up in the bed with pillows, scrolling on his phone with his right hand. Occasionally, he would lower it to use both hands, since his left arm was still in the sling. You two had watched the MMA and MAMA 2020 performances together. You knew he wanted to be there. You could hear it in his voice when he called in. 

Oh, that’s right, were you supposed to be in his apartment?

No. 

But you didn't care about rules and neither did Yoongi. 

Were you dating? Well, as much as dating could be when it came to a relationship with the most loved 'lil meow meow' in the whole world. 

Yoongi always gave you this look of disapproval when you called him that, but you would always just smile and say it again, slower. 

It was the kind of thing that simply fell into place and neither of you wanted to convolute it with too many other opinions or thoughts. What happened, happened. You weren't going to make yourself known or ask for impossible things. When he told you that he was getting surgery for his left shoulder and wouldn’t have schedules for a long while, you cashed in on all those sick hours you accumulated at work, stating you had to take care of a loved one. 

No one knew your loved one was Min Yoongi. And that's way you two liked it. 

Yoongi leaned over to the long straw of the water bottle tucked in the crook of your arm. 

"Staring at our maknae again?"

You stiffened. "I'm looking at all their pictures, Yoongi. Just happened to stop on Jungkook."

He took a short sip.

"Mmm-hmm."

A few seconds past. You stared at Jungkook’s intense dark eyes, his long hair flying about from dancing, his clenched jaw as he focused. Looking sinful in all white, tempting you to save the photos.

"You're not changing the screen."

"I'm admiring the stylists' hard work."

Yoongi hummed. "You're a bad liar."

You would have thrown your phone at him if it wasn't the special edition BTS S20+, complete with a Shooky phone case. You swiped past, seeing the image of Jungkook lifting Jimin in the Black Swan performance.

"I should tell him."

You narrowed your eyes at him. "Sick of me?"

"No." He pointed to his left arm. "Can't take care of you either."

"I don't want to be the reason you need more months of physical therapy. I'm fine."

Yoongi placed his phone in his lap and placed his right arm around your shoulders. "We could risk it," he purred. 

You chuckled. "I don't think that's a good idea." You leaned your head against his shoulder. "I want to see you preform again."

"But you still want to bang Jungkookie."

A muscle in your eyebrow twitched. "I'm only looking at the pictures, Yoongi. You know you're the only one for me."

"You wouldn't try? Even if he begged you?"

You turned to Yoongi and his crafty smirk. "No." You stared at his lips and leaned in, kissing him lightly. You smiled against them. "I love you, Yoongi." Your smile turned into a smirk. "I worked too hard to sneak in here. Even outsmarted Dispatch. You can't get rid of me so easily."

Yoongi smiled back. He leaned against the headboard.

"What if I was okay with it?”

You blinked at him. "Why would you be okay with it?”

Yoongi shrugged. "You're mine, no matter what, no? Not even Jungkook's dick is going to change that."

"... Hah?"

Yoongi held up his hand, long fingers spread out. He ticked them down as he spoke. "Pros: my woman gets to satisfy her little crush, gets the fucking she wants, and will be happy."

You felt your ears burn. "Yoongi..."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, wicked smile on his lips. "Cons... none."

You rolled your eyes. "You'd be pissed off."

He tilted his head. "What do I have to be pissed off for? Are you saying there's a reason I should be worried?"

You frowned. "No. Even if it did happen, which it won't, you will always be number one."

Yoongi nodded. "There you go."

You let out a puff of air. "I don't think Jungkook would agree anyway. And I wouldn't do it, because it's not the right thing to do."

"Who decided it's wrong?"

You made a face. "I don't know... society?"

"And we trust that societal rules are just and moral?"

"I mean, no..."

-

Washing your hair was always a pain in the ass.

You had to blow-dry it upside down, add five products at different stages, brush it super carefully with a special brush to avoid breakage, collect the fallen hair and throw it out, blah blah blah.

You shrugged on one of Yoongi's shirts after the shower – the black-and-white checkered one he wore during his VLive. Running your hand through your hair, you finally picked up your phone. Yoongi was at physical therapy, so he wouldn't be back for a while. You had some messages from him, probably before he had to put his phone away.

I sent you a gift. It will arrive today. You are not allowed to refuse.

You raised your eyebrows at that. 

P.S. Merry early Christmas. 

Was it jewelry? You pursed your lips. You always told Yoongi not to buy you things. Firstly, because you felt bad you could never reciprocate the amount he spent. You didn't make the money he made, after all. And secondly, you weren't that interested in owning expensive things. The only expensive items you loved were technology-based. Yoongi and you bonded over the newest Samsung products and always kept an eye on the latest tech. 

Maybe that was it? Maybe you had to collect a package. You mused, brushing your teeth. You were going to borrow Yoongi's pants, but you had to go hunt for some. After the teeth brushing. 

You spat and gargled some water.

The front door opened. 

You frowned. Was physical therapy canceled? Yoongi didn't have people come in and clean the apartment, because he didn't want anyone to find you. You weren't supposed to be here and no one knew you were here – except for his members, of course. But they didn't have the key, so it had to be Yoongi. You waited, in case there was someone outside. You didn't want them to hear your voice. The door closed and relocked.

You spat and rinsed out your mouth before turning off the light and going to the hallway.

"Yoongi, was physical therapy can–"

The head of long black hair lifted and turned around. He was in the middle of taking off his black sneakers. He pulled down his black face mask.

It was not Yoongi. 

"Hey, noona."

Abort.

You backed up. 

"J-J-Jungkook?"

The mischievous maknae grinned. 

"I'm the gift."

Your eyes widened. You whipped your phone to your face, nearly dropping it, juggling it for two seconds before slapping it between your palms and rereading Yoongi's messages. Rereading them way too many times because what? What, what, WHAT?

"D-don't you have p-practice?" Why were you stuttering? You never stuttered. But you never had that conversation with Yoongi until a couple days ago either. 

"I have some time, but I have to go back, yeah," Jungkook replied, far too cheerfully for how flustered you were. He was probably trying not to laugh at you. 

"How did you get in? And what do you mean, y-you're the...?"

You felt like your world was spinning. Did Jeon Jungkook just announce he was the gift? What? You're not allowed to refuse. Of course, you were going to refuse! This was Min Yoongi you were in love with! The cutest in the entire world! 

Jungkook brushed back part of his long hair and tucked it behind his ear, revealing half of his forehead and his silver hoops. Smirk on his pink lips, the mole underneath his lower lip winking at you. Skin tan and glowing in the hallway light.

...

Okay, yes, Jeon Jungkook was very handsome, but it didn't matter because–

"Hyung and I had a talk. He gave me the key," Jungkook said, dangling it. 

"Hahaha, why would be do that?" you laughed nervously, still crab-walking backwards because maybe if you just fused with the wall then you were be spared from those penetrating dark brown eyes.

Jungkook stepped into the apartment, following you. “I was surprised too.” He smiled somewhat apologetically. “I guess he overheard me telling Taehyung that I would totally fuck you if you weren’t hyung’s girlfriend.”

You blinked rapidly. “P-pardon?”

Jungkook held up his hands. Oh dear. His pretty, large hands that reminded you of Yoongi’s, but his right hand was tattooed. “But I wasn’t going to do anything though. Promise.” His eyes shifted upwards and then he looked back at you, his rueful expression turning into one of slyness. Shit. “Well, until Yoongi-hyung asked me to, that is.”

You stumbled in the doorframe of the bedroom. To be honest, you kept backing up because Jungkook advancing on you was making you uneasy, hot, and bothered. With emphasis on the latter two. You still couldn’t believe Yoongi would do this to you. This was Yoongi! Mild-mannered, sweetie with swagger, SUGA of BTS!

Then you had a thought.

You were always very good at teasing Yoongi. Either to annoy him or sexually in public situations. You could imagine Yoongi’s smirking face now. Knowing he got the one-up on you. Knowing he’d finally shocked you.

You’re not allowed to refuse.

The back of your knees hit the edge of the bed. A hot shiver went up your spine. Jungkook was right in front of you. Black parka, black jeans. Jungkook unzipped the parka, shrugging out of it. Black dress shirt. You knew Jungkook did not like wearing button-ups. Why was he wearing it? He unbuttoned the first one, revealing his collarbone. Then the second one. Open-mouthed smirk completed with his tongue between his teeth, dark eyes on your shaking form.

The maknae was going to fucking striptease you?

You held a hand up. “Hold on a second.”

Jungkook’s fingertips paused above the next button.

“You’re doing this… for fun?”

Jungkook tilted his head. “No. Not really for fun.” His voice was low, deep. His eyes trailed down your body, then back up to your face, lingering all over you. You swallowed. “I’m doing this because this is the only chance I’ll get.”

“What if I say no?”

Jungkook lowered his hand. “Hyung said you weren’t allowed to refuse.” His voice was softer now, almost pouting. Ouch. It actually pained you. You wanted to give in to him just like that. You loved Yoongi with all your heart, but the maknae’s charms definitely worked on you. They worked on everyone. Everyone loved Jungkook and wanted to give him everything.

“Jungkook,” you breathed, trying to reorient yourself, trying to find the right words. “I’m not saying I’m not interested. I definitely am.” He observed you carefully as you groped for the right words. “But this is a little crazy. And… you could get anyone.”

“I couldn’t get you.”

You slowly, slowly made eye contact with him. Jungkook took a step towards you. You didn’t move, transfixed by his chocolate eyes.

“The way you slowly fell in love with Yoongi-hyung,” he whispered, getting closer and closer. “You didn’t even notice. You still don’t notice. The way I stare at you, you and the beautiful shape of your eyes.” His finger came up and traced your eyes, rooting you in place. “Your cute nose. The shape of your lips.” His fingertip brushed against your lower lip. “So full. I watch you kiss him, wishing it was me.” He caressed your cheek. “The dimples that appear when you smile. So cruel.”

Jungkook’s breathing shallowed. His eyes flickered downwards to your hands, still clutching your phone. He reached for it and took it from you. Threw it onto the bed. Then his hands wrapped around yours, clutching them tight. You stopped breathing. Jungkook’s voice dropped several octaves.

“I watch your hands. Touching him, resting on his thigh, tracing up, palming him right in front of us.”

“I didn’t… think anyone would notice.”

Jungkook leaned in even more, still holding your hands tightly, as if they were going to disappear. You could smell his clean scent, like fresh laundry.

“I always notice,” he murmured. “Whenever you’re there, I can’t help but have my eyes on you. I couldn’t touch, but I could look. I thought that was all I could have.”

Jungkook let go of you. Hand dancing up your neck, cupping your cheek. Tilted his head, eyelashes lowering. Breath against your lips. Eyes pleading you, waiting for the heartbreak.

“Please let me kiss you.”

You’re not allowed to refuse.

You pressed your lips against Jungkook’s, eyes closing. It was impossible to say no. He was sweet and soft. You could feel his nerves and his fear in his kiss, not trying to ask for more, not wanting to ask for too much. It was you who hooked an arm around his neck, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. Right, wrong? That didn’t matter right now. The only thing you cared about right now was taking Jungkook’s fear away.

You pulled him onto the bed, arms around his neck, mumbling his name against his lips. His breathing hitched, hands circling your waist, holding onto you.

“Noona…”

“Call me by name, Jungkook.”

He gulped, shaking his head. “I can’t.” He gnawed on his lip anxiously. You smiled, and took his hands, placing them by the buttons of his shirt.

“Weren’t you in the middle of giving me a show?” you teased. “You’re great at putting on a show.”

Jungkook’s lips curved into a smile. “Oh yeah?”

You settled down into the bed, looking up at him from in between his thighs. You could tell Jungkook was still nervous, but there was something else too. His mischief was creeping back into his sparkling eyes. You cocked an eyebrow, smirking. He undid another button. And another. Carefully, playfully pulling the fabric apart, revealing a little of his skin at a time.

“Hyung told me you like staring at my pictures.”

You shrugged, licking your lips. “They’re nice photos.”

“Were you satisfied by just looking at pictures?” he purred, already reaching lower, lower. You could see the contours of his muscular torso, the top of his abs. Ugh, Jungkook was so attractive. Scratch that, so fucking hot. He reached the bottom of his shirt and placed two fingers under your chin, pushing it back up to his face.

“My eyes are up here.”

His fingers under your chin made you realize how hard you were breathing.

“Jungkook.”

He tilted his head at you, long hair covering part of his face.

Yoongi’s words came back to you. My woman gets to satisfy her little crush. At the time, you thought those words were referring to your crush in Jungkook. But perhaps it was the other way around. Maybe Yoongi was referring to you satisfying Jungkook.

“Don’t hold back.”

And then you got up from the bed, grabbing the collar of his dress shirt and yanking them down Jungkook’s shoulders, kissing him again, but harder this time, tongue sliding into his mouth and thrusting into it, taking his breath away. Jungkook’s eyes went wide, gasping against your tongue, struggling to get out of his sleeves before he scrambled for the buttons on your shirt, moaning as you sucked on his tongue, gripping his upper arms.

“N-noona…”

“Call me by name or nothing at all,” you growled dangerously.

His dark eyes bored into you, daring you. You nipped at his lower lip, grinning.

“You think you’re the only one who’s horny here?”

Your hands danced around his arms, reaching around him, and your nails scratched him down his broad back, hissing as he moaned, tipping his head back, Adam’s apple shaking. Fuck, it felt so good. It felt so fucking good to drag your nails down that back, seeing Jungkook lose some control, falling more and more into the moment. You leaned forward, wrapping your arms around him, shuddering as his hard body was pressed against you and your half-open shirt.

“I want it all,” you breathed. “I’m so greedy, but I want it all, Jungkook. Give it to me.” Voice dropping, inhaling his delicious scent. “Please.”

He growled deep in his chest and grabbed the bottom of your shirt, yanking up and revealing your bra clasp, undoing it easily. Pushed you back, swiftly pulling your shirt and bra off together, tossing it aside to the floor.

“Fuck, your tits are as pretty as I thought they would be.”

And then Jungkook’s mouth was on you, furiously kissing down your neck, licking your collarbones, biting your shoulder, his hands roughly squeezing your breasts. You moaned, your nipples pressed against his thumbs, pinching them against the side of his hand. His lips travelled down, down and then they latched around your nipple, flicking it with his tongue. Your hands flew up into his hair, gripping it tightly.

“Fuck, they even taste good,” he whined. “You taste so fucking good.”

Your back arched as he began to suck, running your hands through his hair, whimpering his name, telling him how good he was, how nice it felt, lost in the feeling of his tongue and his strong arms around your waist. He switched to the other nipple, saliva dripping. Licking it all over and then breathing on it with his hot breath. Your entire body trembled in his arms from the sensation.

“I’m drooling; that’s how fucking good you taste,” Jungkook mumbled, sucking hard and tight, dark eyes on you as you cried out softly, holding onto his head. Your fingers curled into his long locks, grasping them tightly. He raised his eyebrow, but you began to rock back and forth into his mouth, tugging your nipple with his lips. Jungkook’s fingers dug into you, erotic groans vibrating in his throat as you fucked his face with your tits.

Wetness soaked your panties, the scent of your sex getting stronger and stronger.

Jungkook removed his lips, sucking in a tight breath. Your name slid out of his mouth in a tight hiss, no honorifics. You felt your pussy throb hearing your name come from his lips, saturated with desire. You grinned.

“Took you long enough, Jungkookie.”

He chuckled, grabbing your hips and shoving them up into his jean-covered crotch. You gasped. You could feel his erection straining against the thick fabric, grinding against your soaked panties. Fuck, you couldn’t stop staring at Jungkook, him and his sharp jawline and his beautiful eyes and his playful smirk on his damn lips, infuriating and arousing you.

“You’re so fucking irresistible,” you whispered, rolling your hips into him hard. It was his turn to gasp, his turn to shudder at your movements. The way you could turn him from smug confidence to those submissive doe eyes was turning you on way too much.

You wanted to ruin him and be ruined by him.

You grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him onto the bed. He yelped as you slid down, nails racking down his torso, whimpering in your wake. The front of his jeans was wet with your juices. You undid the button, zipping them down.

“How are you going to explain this?” you smirked, gesturing down to the giant wet sport at the front of his pants.

“They’re black,” Jungkook panted. “It’ll be fine.”

You laughed, pulling them down his legs. Jungkook’s hand flew down, reaching into his back pocket, pulling out a condom. You tilted your head.

“Only one?”

He looked down at you, startled. “W-well… I don’t know if you want more….”

You raised an eyebrow and reached over to the nightstand, opening it and taking out the whole damn box.

“Er… I cannot cum that many times. In one sitting, anyway.”

“Ah, well, let’s just see then.”

You peeled his jeans and boxer briefs off, licking your lips as your hungry eyes landed on his cock. Half-hard, pre-cum glistening at the tip. Jungkook swallowed nervously, but you crawled on top of him, immediately licking a fat stripe down his entire length. You moaned with him, feeling the blood rushing to his cock, pulsing against your lips. You hadn’t had sex in a while, trying not to tempt Yoongi or aggravate his injury. His recovery was too important to not only you, but the nation and the world. So, you kept your need to yourself, but now Jungkook’s cock was right on front of you.

And there was nothing to stop you.

You pressed your lips against his balls, licking them all over, playing with them with your tongue. Jungkook groaned above you, grabbing fistfuls of sheets as you began to suck on them, bobbing your head up and down. He was panting your name breathlessly, helpless as you pulled your head back, his balls slowly slipping out from between your lips.

You kissed up his length, tongue swirling around the head before taking him in, all the way, softly but firmly. If there was anything Yoongi’s tongue technology taught you, it was how to apply his technique to giving head, much to his surprise. You were good at extrapolation. You pressed the head into the roof of your mouth, raking it all the way to the upper part of your throat and tightening. Jungkook gasped, eyelids fluttering as your tongue assaulted the bottom of his cock, from the bottom of the head to the base.

You heard something between the lines of, “Holy fuck”, “What the hell”, and “Oh my fucking God.”

You retreated for a second, wrapped your tongue all the way around the head and teased the thin skin right where the head and length connected, repeatedly rubbing your lips over it before going all the way down again.

Now Jungkook was absolutely incomprehensible as you began to suck him off, fast and tight, lips soft compared to the vacuum of your mouth. Was it unfair? Yes, it was, giving him soft and hard, rough and wet, scraping the head against the back of your throat and choking it with your muscles. Jungkook was whimpering and cursing, his thighs flexing under you, tasting so fucking good that you were dripping between your own thighs.

You didn’t stop.

Faster and faster, holding his hips down, watching Jungkook unravel under you, hands in his long hair and slamming his head back into the pillows, covering his mouth as he screamed your name into his palm. You felt his cock spurt his cum into the back of your throat, your muscles constricting as you drank him up, your moans added vibration along his length.

The first orgasm was always the most and tasted the best. So much, coating the entire inside of your mouth, your tongue swiping around his cock to collect it all. You lapped it all up, encouraging his cock to get hard again. Smirking as you succeeded, popping your mouth off gently.

“What position do you want me in, Jungkook?” you murmured, throat a little hoarse, taking the condom and opening it, rolling it onto his cock.

He moved his palm from his mouth, panting hard, hair all over his face. His intense brown eyes locked with yours and you knew the dynamic was switched.

“On your back. Want to watch your face when I fuck you.”

You could relent, rolling onto your back, removing your soaked panties, chest heaving in anticipation as Jungkook got up, towering over you. His hands gripped your hips, adjusting you to the correct angle. You could play the other part, with one small caveat. His eyes found yours, glaring at you.

“Wipe that smirk off your face.”

“Make me.”

Jungkook thrust into you, hard, and you kept the smirk on your face as he forcefully stretched you out, pushing your limits.

“Hurts?” he taunted.

You licked your lips. “It’s not good unless it hurts.”

The slight irritation that flashed in his eyes spurred you on. You tightened around his cock, exhaling with a hiss. Fitting him to you, bringing out the dominance in him. Jungkook gritted his teeth and slammed his hips into yours. You had the audacity to chuckle.

“Did you really want me that bad, Jungkook?” you teased. “Or were they only pretty words? Are you a tiger or just a cute little bunny?”

Jungkook snarled low in his chest.

Then he began to fuck you, lifting your legs onto his shoulders and pressing down, smacking your ass with his hips. The position made you tighter, gravity making him pound you harder, forcing you to feel all of him as drove his rock-hard cock into you. Your hands flew up, one pressed against the headboard, the other clutching a pillow for dear life, eyes squeezing shut at the fullness and harshness.

“A-ah, fuck, yes,” you gasped. “So fucking good…”

Jungkook brought his face close to yours, hitting you deeper and just as hard. “Where’s your smirk now? Can’t give me one when you’re being punished by this cock?”

Your heart jerked in your chest at his dirty words, becoming even wetter with the dangerous edge to his voice.

“Listen to you, fucking dripping down my thighs with how wet you are for me,” Jungkook hissed, inhaling sharply as you throbbed hard around him. He groaned, clenching his jaw. “Fuck, I can’t help myself, I just have to fuck you like an animal.”

You snickered dryly, jerking your hips up to meet his. Not saying anything, letting your pussy do the talking because you were so close to orgasm that you roughly massaged his entire length, throwing your head back and moaning as you came around him. The squelching sounds between your connected hips got louder, drenching the air with the scent of sex and lust.

Jungkook sank his teeth into his lower lip, grimacing. “Fucking unfair how good you feel,” he ground out, squeezing his eyes shut, ramming his hips into you, muscles in his arms and shoulders tense. “Can’t even last, fuck.”

He crashed his hips into yours and growled your name in his throat, cock smacking against your walls as he came, swelling the condom full. You whimpered in ecstasy, back arching, clenching around his cock.

“Yes, Jungkook, oh, yeeees…”

It wasn’t enough.

Neither of you had had enough.

Jungkook gripped the end of the condom and pulled out, hissing at the sensitivity as he took it off. You tossed him a spare towel from the nightstand drawer and he cleaned himself, gasping.

“Hands and knees.”

You rolled over, flinging the box of condoms at him, and he caught it, dark eyes glinting.

“Spread that pussy for me.”

You reached back and planted your hands on each ass cheek pulling your wet slit open. Jungkook hissed and you could hear skin on skin of him jacking himself off to get hard again. An idea popped into your head.

You flexed your vaginal muscles, opening and closing your hole for him.

“Fuck,” he breathed. “You’re so damn sexy it’s illegal.”

You heard him get onto his knees. The sound of a condom being ripped open. His groan as he fitted the condom over his aching cock. His strong hands gripped your hips, the head rubbing against your entrance.

“Don’t know how long I can last,” he murmured. “I’m just going to go as hard and as fast as I can.”

“Do it, Jungkook,” you panted. “Make me feel you for days.”

He whimpered at your words and sank into you. Both of you moaning, your hands clutching the sheets, his fingertips bruising your skin, imprints of lust. Jungkook was pure, glorious power that threatened to overtake you, his cock throbbing and digging into your walls as he fucked you hard, muscular thighs slapping into yours. The poor bed could barely take it, but neither of you noticed, lost in the feeling of being filled and doing the filling.

His hand came down on your ass, a sharp, harsh sound that echoed off the walls and made your pussy clench. It barely hurt. You had felt worse before.

“You like that?” he panted.

“Fuck yes I do,” you gasped hotly. “Spank my ass, Jungkook.”

He did, thrusting into you and slapping you repeatedly, making your ass jiggle. You squeezed him each time, now rolling your hips back into him, arching your back as you came with a satisfied sigh. Your skin stung, your pussy was pulsating with abuse, and Jungkook’s cock hit all your deepest spots.

“Fuck, Jungkook, you’re so fucking good at fucking me,” you breathed, feeling him wind you up again.

He couldn’t even reply, only loudly moaning through the convulsions of your pussy radiating up and down his length. Good thing the walls were pretty soundproof, because it was a goddamn porno in the bedroom at the moment. It was obscenely lewd with the wet slapping of his hips into yours.

“So close, so close, squeeze me, fuck, choke my damn dick,” Jungkook rambled in between breaths, hissing as you did as you were told, gripping him every time he slammed into you. He came with a half-scream, half-moan of your name, whining at the sensitivity as you pulsed around him, leaking down his thighs and yours. It smelled so strongly of sex that you weren’t sure how you were supposed to clean this up before Yoongi came home.

Your phone buzzed loudly on the bed.

You grunted, clawing for it as Jungkook remained inside you, softening but refusing to leave your warmth. He wrapped his arms around you, burying his face into your back.

You checked your messages. From Yoongi.

Your gift needs to get his ass to practice before he gets yelled at.

“Jungkook, you’re gonna be late.”

He groaned in annoyance, squeezing you tighter. Another message popped up.

Tell him there’s plenty of time before I fully recover. If he works hard and does a good job, maybe after I recover too.

You poked Jungkook. He lifted his head, pouting, eyes changing to excitement when he read the message.

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part ii “You’re not allowed to leave until your noona is satisfied.”

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masterpost

[agustids]

I am back with another BTS fic masterpost from ao3, hope you enjoy these stories. Again, feel free to suggest stories, or as well as submit your own works. I like to read 🥺💕

Warnings: Read the description of the story as well as the tags the author typed in before proceeding to read a story. There are stories below that contains smut and I strongly advice for any minors to keep off from reading those stories. Thank you. 

Jeon Jungkook

➞ My Cheating, Amnesic Fiancé Series by Wrienne | romance, drama, angst, idol!au ➞ A Sweet Touch, A Finer Delicacy (ft. p.jm) by httpjibooty | polyamory, stranger to friends to lovers, smut ➞ Royally in Love by aliengorilla | historical!au, fake marriage!au, angst, romance ➞ Wanted by jincherie | scifi, soulmate!au, angst, fluff, explicit smut, alien!jungkook w/ tentacles ➞ False Alarm by Gacy | Love Alarm!au ➞ Navy Blue by ARoseForYoongi | hybrid!jungkook, angst, fluff, eventual smut ➞ I Lo(athe)ve You by ShookbutInfired | e2l, ex-bf!jungkook, angst ➞ The Prince with the Ugly Heart by DollReMi | fantasy!au, prince!jungkook, slowburn, romance ➞ Meadow by foxymoxy | hybrid!au, arranged marriage!au werewolf!jungkook, angst, romance, explicit smut ➞ He is Love by  BTSRunMyLife (hellosterek) | personal trainer!jungkook, angst, friends to lovers ➞ Deception by MirrorGirl | werewolf!au, angst ➞ Backfire by torr3ntial | aristocracy-themed, feminism, rich!jungkook in a patriarch society

Min Yoongi

➞ CEO! Yoongi Series by versigny | arranged marriage!au, budding romance ➞ Desolate by angelicyoongie | hybrid!yoongi, fluff, angst, smut

Park Jimin

➞ Tentaclepidity by jincherie | scifi, soulmate!au, angst, fluff, explicit smut, alien!jimin w/ tentacles

Maknae Line

➞ Who Knew; It Was You (Of Missing Quills, Double Espresso Jelly Beans, and Hidden Love at Hogwarts) by LineyNiney | hogwarts!au, lotsa fluff, angst

[maiverie]

mai as one of the older kids on sfw enhablr (not saying ur old !! 😭😭 it’s just that there’s a lot of minors on here) how do you feel abt the current content for the maknae line? like ik it’s not always super sexualized or anything but sometimes i see stuff that’s just the way it’s worded really rubs me the wrong way ☹️ esp bc some of the kids on here are so young it makes me feel like if they see stuff like that , they might start think it’s okay for others to treat them the same or vice verse … whenever i see edits of niki on tiktok , i have to avoid the comments bc there’s almost always like a “daddy” , “how is he 16” or “you don’t know what you do to me” like wtf he’s a literal child ?? it makes me so mad and honestly so uncomfortable :( and i saw an article on kboo today too that said niki apparently has around 200 explicit or mature fics written abt him on ao3 … sometimes even the fboi trope (usually when it’s written abt minors) bothers me bc i see minors writing abt it (like 13-15 y/o) and i don’t understand why they don’t just use the term player or smtg … bc they’ll go out of their way to mention how the character has sex a lot an whatnot , even that feels way too suggestive for me personally for a minor too write let aline abt a minor too , sorry for the rant,, i was just wondering how you felt … omg also though tbh i noticed that some of the minors on here / blogs in gen seem way too comfy on here like they’ll be sharing where they live , their actual names and sometimes like giving a lot of personal info … like did they not learn abt internet safety or do they just no care? as one of the older kids , i kind of worry abt them :( i really hope everybody stays safe on here <3 & some reminders: never be afraid to block anyone ! bc i’ve seen a lot of minors on here get sent stuff from the p*rn bots or just weird dms :( & u don’t need to force yourself to interact with someone , make sure ur comfy with them first !

“AS ONE OF THE OLDER KIDS” ANON DO U HATE ME 😭😭😭😭😭 IS THIS A HATE ASK 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 GAHDHSJAHSKAK IM JUST KIDDING AJDJSHA THAT MADE ME LAUGH FR 😭😭😭 BUT I MIGHT KMS WATCH IT HAPPEN

OOOFTTT N E WAYS SHDHAHA i’m not sure if i’m the most equipped to talk about this, so as a preemptive disclaimer: this is just my opinion from what i’ve personally seen!! (this is super long? i’m so sorry 😭 there’s a tldr at the bottom if u wanna skip hehe)

tbh, i haven’t actually consumed much maknae line content (for obvious reasons, firstly heeseung has a, uh strong grip on me but also i personally just find myself more comfy w hyung line content) so i frankly haven’t seen an overwhelming amount of suggestive content w the maknae line, although i don’t doubt it exists. i definitely agree that there are times where i think the line has been crossed - like the examples you’ve cited, there are the few “daddy” comments here and there, and the weird thirst comments on tiktok too. i always give them the benefit of the doubt and assume the people making these comments are also minors who are a similar age to niki, which makes me feel a little better altho at the end of the day sexualising minors is always pretty wrong no matter who’s doing it. like you said, it’s wrong bc it makes it easier for adults to do it, and i would hate for minors to think it’s normal for other people to sexualise them! in saying that, if you’re an adult and you’re making these comments about minors, pls seek help and find someone ur age lmfao 😭😭 there’s a four year gap between niki and me and i literally find it mind-boggling to see him in such an overtly sexual way 😭

however, if you’re truly asking for my honest, honest opinion, i feel like this kind of topic is nuanced and there are some considerations to take place — as a blanket rule, there are things that are strictly prohibited of course. writing smut as a minor about an adult or another minor? no. writing smut as an adult ABOUT a minor? absolutely disgusting. any other content that’s explicitly sexual (for example, making a tiktok about niki grinding on the floor and comparing it to sex or whatever) is also so so wrong in my opinion.

i think it’s totally fine to find niki attractive (i also think he’s so handsome like fr… slay king), it’s just when you sexualise him that it gets hella weird. however, i do feel bad shaming minors for calling niki hot or sexy or whatever because i feel like the problem isn’t necessarily with them. with social media and the entertainment industry in general, i feel like sexualising minors has become so insidiously pervasive that you’ll literally see it everywhere. it’s becoming more and more normalised; think about charli damelio or britney spears or lindsay lohan or natalie portman and that role she played as a kid who had a relationship w an older man… society is just fucking disgusting and so geared toward exploiting kids for money that it feels normal to minors to sexualise other minors, i.e. calling niki sexy. not saying it isn’t wrong bc i don’t agree w it personally, but i understand why they do it because that’s probably exactly what society/the kpop industry wants :/ also, i feel like with our slang evolving and everything, we’re so quick to say shit like “daddy” without even thinking about it. sometimes hot is used interchangeably w handsome or attractive. anon i agree!! it makes me really mad and uncomfortable when people say that shit about niki too. if it were up to me, we’d let children be children and let niki live his life without being called fuckable. it’s disgusting, i hate it, that article about the 266 fics grossed me out :(

ive not personally seen fics about niki being a “player” or a “frat boy that gets around” but i agree that that’s really suggestive. particularly the “has a lot of sex” part, bc what?? 😭😭 i guess i don’t mind the “player” or “bad boy” part because personally i only ever think of those words as an aesthetic. characterisation is really important! i hope people aren’t writing about niki being a super sexual bad boy bc yeah…. ://///

internet safety is rlly important too!! id be a massive hypocrite if i said i wasn’t on the internet before i was 13 tho, so i feel like what’s most important is practising internet safety! yeah probably not a great idea to reveal your name/location and shove your pictures in every corner of the internet 😭 i think enhablr gives a false sense of security because most of the people here are also minors, so it doesn’t seem like the place you’re going to get preyed on by adults. but yeah, i suppose the danger is that you open yourself up to unsolicited porn asks (which i recently saw on my dash happened to someone) because people on the internet are fucked up 😐 i think at the end of the day if you’re being safe and you’re aware that people on the internet can be sick motherfuckers, minors on the internet is totally okay.

tl;dr — i hate it, pls don’t call niki daddy, pls don’t sexualise him in such an explicit way because there’s a line between finding him attractive (and allowing yourself to indulge in the “boyfriend” image the kpop industry loves to sell) and sexualising a minor. it’s wrong, it’s harmful, let’s all be rlly cool and happy and stream manifesto day 1 🙏🙏🙏🙏 thank u anon for asking!! i’m happy you wanted to know my opinion and hope my words make sense. i’m pretty horrible at expressing myself so if there’s any thing that needs clarification just let me know !! lots of luv 💖💖🥹🫶

[xmagicxshopx]

Love Bytes - Prologue

Genre: Fantasy, Adventure, Romance, Mild Angst, Slice of Life Rating: PG-13 (M for future smut) Warnings: none for the prologue Pairing: Jungkook x reader, Taehyung x oc (Ebony) Notes: vampire!bts. Not idol!bts. Other groups might appear. Single quote marks ‘ ‘ are for thoughts and double “ “ are for talking. Additional Notes: to get an understanding of the boys, you might want to click on the link below that says meet the clan~

Tagging: @grxnadxs​

Summary: They say if it’s too good to be true, it usually isn’t. You and your roommate Ebony are struggling. But that may soon be over with the help of seven men that call themselves Bangtan. But there’s always a catch, right? Being two maids to seven men can’t be all that bad, though.

MASTERLIST || MEET THE CLAN

In an abandoned location somewhere in South Korea, seven young men who also just happened to be vampires, found themselves staring on with pride as they took in the sight of their new home.

“Not too shabby if I do say so myself.”

“You? What did you do besides make a better paperweight?”

“Hey----It’s called delegating. It’s an important job, thank you very much.”

Namjoon found himself subconsciously scratching at his head as he side glanced his older brother Jin. The two were watching the pair of fellow vampires as they bickered back and forth. Yoongi, who had been called the paperweight, was insisting that he contributed to the reconstruction of the abandoned mansion while Taehyung felt otherwise. Of course it was all in good fun. Everyone truly had put in their fair share of effort into bringing the old structure back to it’s former glory.

It was perfect for them, really.

It fit their old fashioned taste and yet they were able to revamp where it was needed. Jin insisted that the kitchen be completely upgraded with stainless steel modern appliances but Jungkook wanted to keep some of the character it held. The common room was modernized with a huge flat screen smart TV to make it look more like an every day living room. Not to mention there was at least three different gaming consoles for family nights.

After assessing all the original rooms in the place, they were able to knock out some walls here and reconstruct walls there and once it was all said and done, each vampire had his own bedroom with an en suite bathroom. Jungkook, being the resident laundry fairy, got dibs on deciding where the laundry room would be. The others gave him whatever he wanted because one, they appreciated him doing the laundry. And two, he was their baby boy who got everything he wanted.

Since some of the boys enjoyed swimming laps as a form of exercise, it was decided that they would have not only an indoor pool, but an outdoor pool as well for in the summertime. Because believe it or not, the Bangtan Clan was a different breed of vampires. But we’ll get to that later.

Namjoon, with his love for all things nature, took it upon himself to rid the estate of all the overgrown weeds and other trash that had floated cross country into their territory. In its place, he had planted various flowers and shrubs along with various fruit trees. Again, not your typical run-of-the-mill vampires. Ever heard of a fruit bat???

“Welp. Now that all of that is done, who’s gonna be the designated house maid that keeps this place spic ‘n span?”

With a bright, boxy smile and hands on his hips, Taehyung turned to the rest of his clan and gave them an expectant look. They all gave him about the same blank look in return as some of them even blinked slowly in thought. Clearing his throat, Jin took a step forward with a hand over his chest as he said casually,

“I’m the cook so don’t look at me.”

“And I’m already doing laundry for everyone so count me out.”

“And I’m allergic to cleaning supplies.”

Everyone gave Yoongi a deadpanned look as he just shrugged and stuffed his hands in his pockets before proceeding to take a walk inside their new home. It would seem the Bangtan clan was at a standstill. Sure, they had put in tons of money and time and hard work into restoring the mansion, but did the world really expect 7 bachelors to maintain the place and keep it clean and tidy??? Naaaah.

“We could always just hire some people to help around the house and keep it clean. It’s not like we don’t have the money. The Bullet phones are a huge hit with our latest release of updates.”

Jhope was right, they weren’t exactly low on cash flow. You see, Bangtan has been around for a long long time. Dating back from centuries when gentleman with manners were the real men of the world. But over time, the world changed and Bangtan had to try and keep up with those changes. However, they always stayed true to themselves. Boys will be boys but they could and would remain as gentlemen with manners and be humble.

With the world changing and some of the most popular material items being these things called cell phones, the boys knew they had to do something or else they were going to fall behind and fall victim to their own old fashioned ways. So after several years of schooling in computer science and business management, the seven young men were able to join together and create what the modern world now knows as the Bullet phone. A cell phone ahead of it’s time. Hence why they aren’t hurt for money.

“Good point. Perhaps it’s something we should look into.”

And so that’s how the group of men agreed that for now, they’d do their best to try and keep the place as tidy and clean as they could till they could find some hired help willing to put up with seven young men.

As the others began to trickle back inside to get settled into their new home, Taehyung walked up beside the youngest of the clan and gently put him in a headlock. Which of course he knew was stupid because despite being the youngest, Jungkook was also the strongest.

“Wanna go grab some pizza for the guys so that Jin hyung doesn’t have to cook on our first night settled in?”

Easily overpowering his older brother, Jungkook swiftly managed to put Taehyung in a headlock as if he had done so a million times before while he replied with a cocky smirk,

“Yeah sure. Considering as how we have no food in the first place and Namjoonie hyung has only just now planted the fruit trees.”

After the two were done rough housing around with each other, they quickly went inside to inform their older brothers that they were going to grab some pizzas and other snacks from town. Immediately the older men relayed their own special requests which left Jungkook playing the Golden Secretary as he jotted it all down on his phone.

“Alright. We’ll be back shortly.”

Not really having a need for a vehicle but deciding it would be best to look normal and blend in with society, they decided to hop in Jungkook’s car and head to town. Vampire or not, with their popular status of being the young geniuses behind the Bullet phones, it was still going to be difficult to blend in with society. But they’d do their best as they parked their expensive car on the street.

“Okay so Jin hyung specifically asked for------”

Taehyung was just about to ask his little brother if he was okay before he too suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. It was evening and the middle of the workweek so not many people were walking the streets but something, or rather someone, had caught the two boys attention.

But......it just didn’t seem possible. For years it had went on like this without a trace and now suddenly......it’s happening. The legends that their Namjoon hyung had talked about when they were just fledglings was real. Before it was just a bedtime story but now......it was suddenly very real.

“What does yours smell like, Kook?”

“Bananas. I think I’m salivating. Oh god. What about yours, hyung?”

“Fresh cut strawberries.”

Both males took one look at each other before starting to follow the scent of their favorite fruit. This was crazy. Just absolutely crazy. It was supposed to be a myth. Just a fairy tale told to young vampires of their kind to help them have good dreams at night. However, it didn’t seem like such a fairy tale now that they were walking like they were two men on a mission to find the holy grail.

“Mine went this way. You text me, maknae!”

“I will, hyung! Good luck!”

“You too, kid!”

Taehyung used his amazing sense of smell to help him track down where the strong scent of strawberries was coming from. In all his years of consuming the juicy red fruits, he had never smelled any quite like this. It was like someone had took the freshest strawberries ever to be grown and shoved them under his nose. It nearly knocked him out when he had first gotten out of the car.

By now, he had wandered several blocks away from their vehicle and was on a much quieter part of town. Then again, it was getting late. The sun was still out but dusk was quickly approaching. That worked for him. The sun wasn’t painful but it tended to give him a dull headache if he stood out in direct light for too long.

The scent was getting stronger and it only made the handsome young male walk faster. Soon enough, he found himself staring at the storefront of what appeared to be an old antique bookstore that someone tried to remodel and revamp but had little success. This was it. He could smell the scent rolling from under the door in waves.

His mate was through this door.

Jungkook lost all sense of direction and time as he simply kept following the scent. Gosh it was so strong he could taste it! It tasted like the best carton of banana milk he had ever had in his life! Trying not to choke on his own drool, he sped up in pace when he could tell the scent was getting stronger and stronger. It’d be real fun to try and find his car later. But that was the least of his worries right now.

What felt like hours but was really only about 20 or 25 minutes, the young male halted in his tracks as he came across what appeared to be a modest looking diner. The neon lights had just turned on as the sun was continuing to set. Subconsciously licking his lips, Jungkook slowly approached the door to the diner and opened it; hearing the little bell chime of his arrival.

“Good evening! Will it be for here or to go?”

“Bloody hell.”

It was you. With your bright smile turning into a confused one as you heard the two words he mumbled under his breath. God you were beautiful. Your hair all tied up to keep it out of customers’ food and that cute frilly apron that made you fit the cookie cutter diner waitress role to a T. You were perfect.

And you were his. All his.

“Hello. Welcome to Shin’s Bookstore. Is there anything I can help you find?”

Taehyung stood there at the front register where she sat. Her. The girl who smelled like fresh cut strawberries. She was just sitting there with her laptop but to the male, she was like a goddess sitting on her pedestal of perfection. He knew his mouth was hanging open but there was nothing he could do about it. So captured by her beauty he was that it left him completely immobile.

The guys weren’t going to be getting their pizza any time soon tonight.

[lady-une]

BSD Ch 15

Holy cow man, I can’t believe I have not updated this story in over a year. I want to first thank all of you for even still holding out for this update. It’s been a crazy year for us with everything that is going on. We just have to hold out hope a little bit longer. I understand that there is a lot of hate for Seungri right now and a lot of people are believing in what the media is feeding them, but I am still holding out hope and won’t put my blind faith in the media who only lives to drag people through the dirt. I won’t get into my stance on everything going on, this is not the place for that. But if you are not a fan then please just move on. I am and will always be ot5. But anyways, please enjoy this chapter. I deleted this many times because it wasn’t and still isn’t up to par with previous chapters. Just leave me some love if you do like it and if you don’t leave me some constructive cristicm in the comments. Thanks.

He thought their love was eternal, that nothing would be able to break them apart. He put his trust and faith in the man he loved with all his heart. The one man he thought would never hurt him, did it in the most horrific way possible. How will he move on, having to see the man who broke his heart day in and day out. Having to see him smile and look at another the way he once did him. If had known this was his destiny all along, he would never had started on this path to begin with.

Word count: 3197

Theme: Angst

Rating: Mature, SMUT, Drinking

Pairing: Kwon Jiyong x Seungri

Master List

Chapter 1

The first few weeks out of the hospital was not at all what Seungri expected. His bandmates were still doing their tour but whenever they were home someone was always there checking on him. It wouldn’t have bothered him as much if he wasn’t already being watched like a small infant. Besides his parents and sister always being around, Mino was there checking on him daily and Jiyong had a nurse coming to check on him.

That was probably the thing he didn’t understand, why was his leader so worried about him? Yes, it made sense for Jiyong to worry since he was the leader, but he was going above and beyond what a group leader would do. Every time Seungri tried to think of a reason for Jiyong to be so concerned about him his head would become fuzzy and he would stop.

Being home in the apartment without anyone there was like a mini vacation, Seungri felt like he could finally breathe. Most of the time he would walk around just looking at things. The doctors said he had partial amnesia, but he was able to remember mostly everything but every now and then he would have parts he couldn’t remember. Walking into the guest room he sat on the bed and tried to think of a reason why he would be in the guest room and not his own. The first night he had tried to sleep back in his room but couldn’t fall asleep, so he ended up going right back to the guest room where he fell into a deep sleep easily. Clearly there was something about the room that made him uncomfortable.

Slowly as the days went on Seungri was able to leave his apartment, choosing to head back to the studio as he wanted to be productive instead of being lazy at home. Mino was always there with him, Seungri’s heart fluttered when he was around. Mino made sure he was eating right and taking rests when needed. The way he cared about Seungri was sweet, a fuzzy feeling would always brush over him as if there was a memory on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn’t get it. It was as if there was another person who had made him feel this way, but he couldn’t remember who it was.

Sitting on the oversized plush chair that he could not remember ever seeing in the studio Seungri was going over some notebooks he had found. They were journals of his feelings, reading them tore at his heart and his head would hurt but he pushed through hoping that they would help him make sense of things. The journals were clearly from before the accident and current. Someone had hurt him beyond repair. Reaching to the table next to him he grabbed another notebook and started writing. Seungri thought maybe if he were to make these into songs that they would help him recover part of his missing memory.

Standing outside the door peaking in Jiyong watched Seungri writing away, happy that he was sitting comfortably in the chair instead of those ass breaking chairs. If Seungri was going to be coming into the studio to work, then he wanted him to be as comfortable as can be. Lifting his hand he placed it on the window, he wanted nothing more than to be in there with him. He wanted to feel Seungri’s hand on his own.

“Hello hyung.”

Jiyong closed his eyes and counted to ten before turning around to see Mino behind him.

“Seungri is writing again, I can’t wait to see what he comes up with. Are you excited too hyung? I bet it will be something heartbreaking with how he is pulling from his journals as inspiration.”

“Watch it Mino.”

“I watch a lot hyung. I watch him do everything he can with a smile. I watch him laugh at home and watch him get frustrated when watching a tv show. I get to watch everything. What do you get to watch?”

Jiyong could feel the anger building up inside him. He hated that it was Mino who was getting to watch everything firsthand meanwhile he had to sit on the sideline. It should have been him there along side Seungri, but his own stupid selfishness kept him from being there.

“Well if you excuse me hyung, I should see if Seungri needs anything.”

Mino pushed passed Jiyong to enter the room and the sound of his voice as he greeted Seungri was too sweet and made Jiyong want to vomit. Peering into the room he watched Mino bend down to hug Seungri and watched him place a kiss on his cheek. Clenching his hand into a fist Jiyong could see Mino looking up at him as he planted that kiss, the look in his eye was a challenge to Jiyong. If the younger man wanted to challenge him then he would play along. He would get back Seungri if it was the last thing he would do.

“Hyung how is the music coming?” Mino ask pulling back after watching Jiyong storm off from the door and sat down across from Seungri.

“It is coming along well, it’s rather sad. I don’t know if it is something that should even see the light of day.”

“Don’t say that, it’s good that we have a mixture of emotions in the music. We can’t always be happy every second of the day. Plus, our fans need music to listen to when they are broken hearted.”

“True, but I really wish I could remember who made me this way. I know you all know who it was but none of you want to tell me. Why won’t you tell me?”

“The doctor has told us that you need to figure that out on your own. That if we were to tell you it would be a shock to your system. Your brain isn’t ready for you to remember that, when it is time you will.”

“I know you all keep tell me that, but I am tire of waiting.”

“Hyung you spent months in a coma, you can wait until your body is ready. Let’s just enjoy the time we have before all the memories come back.”

Seungri just nodded his head, clearly Mino was not going to give up anything. Just like the other members no one was willing to help him out. Maybe if he were to get them drinking it might help loosen those tight lips. Setting the notebook down Seungri grabbed his phone and sent a message to the group chat asking if they would like to get a drink tonight. Quickly the responses came in that of course they would love to. Smiling Seungri put down his phone, he would get answers soon.

Mino and Seungri pulled up to the restaurant and allowed valet to park the car. Walking in they were greeted before being taken to the back private room. The closer they got to the room he could hear the loud laughter of a certain bingu. Upon entering the room Seungri looked around as his bandmates and smiled when he spotted an open bottle of wine already on the table. No doubt the reason for the loud laughing.

“Our Maknae has arrived!” Daesung sand out as he got out of his seat and danced over to him causing Seungri to break out into his own laughter.

“What you don’t like my dancing?”

“I loved your dancing, but you reminded me of the time Jiyong hyung had to pretend to be a girl and dance.”

Daesung gasped and lightly slapped Seungri on the chest, “How could you say that, I dance more gracefully then our leader.”

“Yeah Maknae how could you say that about Daesung, he dances very seductively when he needs to.” The oldest member said as he wiggled his eyebrows.

Daesung covered his face in hope to hide the blush that was quickly spreading over his body. Seungri and Mino moved out of the doorway and over to the table and sat down next to Youngbae.

“So how is the music coming along?” Youngbae asked.

“It is going well hyung, rather sad but well. I should have the first song’s lyrics down and then I will only need some beats to go with it.”

“Well leave it up to Jiyong, I bet he will find something to go with your words.”

“Speaking of Jiyong, where is he?” Seungri asked as he looked again around the table and noticed his absence.

“Oh he got called away for a meeting but he might show up later if need be.”

“Ok.”

“Enough talk lets eat!” Seunghyun shouted in his drunken state.

The drinks flowed the whole night as everyone ate happily. They talked about the concert and how much the fans missed Seungri. They talked about Youngbae and what is like to be a parent. Seungri lit up every time Youngbae brought up his child, he wanted nothing more than to have his own child one day. He knew it was going to be hard, society won’t take lightly to a gay man wanting to adopt a baby. Yet he knew he didn’t want to live in hiding his whole life.

It was around 11pm when he knew the other members were very much intoxicated along with Mino as Mino was drinking everything that was offered to Seungri. Seunghyun was slurring his words and trying to get Daesung to get up and dance with him to music that no one could hear. Youngbae was happily smiling on at the two love birds who were in their own little world. Mino was resting his head on his hand, half aware of everything and half asleep. Now would be the time if he were to ever get answers.

“Yah bingu hyung.” Seungri called out.

Seunghyun stopped trying to pull Daesung from his chair and looked over at Seungri, his eyes barely open.

“I was wondering if you could help me with something?”

“You need help from the best dancer of this group?” He playfully said as he moved his hips.

Seungri laughed, “Not right now but I was hoping you could help clear something up for me?”

“Of course, you tell your hyung what it is, and I will help you.” Seunghyun said as he sat down in his chair.

“Well as I was working on my music, I was reading my journals and wondering who caused me to feel this pain.”

“The person is a bad person. You don’t need to worry about him.”

“But hyung who is he?”

“A bad bad man. Don’t worry about it. Here have a drink and forget about him.”

It was then that Mino shot his head up to grab the shot and downing it before face planting onto the table. Clearly that was the shot that broke the camel’s back.

“Yeah Maknae don’t worry about the past.” Youngbae pipped up before yawning.

“But hyungs I deserve to know.”

“You will when it is time. Just relax. I am going to use the restroom and check in at home.”

Youngbae stood and walked out the door or rather stumbled out the door. Daesung hummed in agreement as he laid his head on the table and nuzzled next to Seunghyun’s arm that was on the table.

“Hyung wouldn’t you want to know who hurt you? How about you just give me clues. You won’t have to say the name but you can give me an idea of who it is.”

“Hmmmm maybe. Not a lot and I won’t tell you who it is.”

“Good, go ahead with the first clue.”

“He is older than you.”

“Ok, not too helpful.”

“He is in the music industry.”

“Is he under our label.”

“Yes.”

“Ok next clue?”

“He can dance.”

“Well clearly if he is under our label. Even the actors can dance.”

“He can drink really well.”

Seungri rubbed his neck, these clues were not helpful at all.

“He charmed his way into your life at an early point. He was fiercely protective of you and loved you deeply.”

“Well apparently not if I go based off my journals.”

“What can I say he is an idiot. Anyone around you guys could see how much that man loved you. I don’t really understand why myself as to the real reason he did what he did. He told us why and told you why but it just doesn’t make sense.”

“Ok, what does he look like?”

“He is average height I guess. He has black hair and big feet. Most of the time he has a scowl on his face but that is just who he is recently.”

“Can you tell me what his name starts with or his sur name?”

“That would be cheating.” Seunghyun sang out.

“But hyung none of these clues are helpful, you just described the majority of the men at our label. Hell you just described Hyung-suk himself!”

Seunghyun shook with a look of disgust on his face as if he had just eaten something awful.

“Fine he goes by two names.”

“What are those names?”

“One of the alias names is..”

Before Seunghyun could utter the name the door to the private room swung open with an angry looking Jiyong holding up a very tired and drunk looking Youngbae.

“What the hell is going on here?” Jiyong shouted.

Seungri and Seunghyun both looked at Jiyong with a smile on their faces before they both said “Nothing” in unison.

“Nothing? This doesn’t look like nothing. Who let Youngbae drink? You know he can’t handle his alcohol.”

Jiyong looked around the room to see Daesung passed out and drooling next to Seunghyun. Next to Seungri laid Mino who was lightly snoring away.

“I think it may be time for everyone to get home and get some rest.” Jiyong said as he tried to deescalate his own emotions. He wasn’t sure if he should have let the elder member tell Seungri or if he should leave it up to Seungri to figure things out. Walking over to a chair Jiyong deposited Youngbae before walking out to settle the tab.

As he was paying the tab he could feel Seungri near him before he heard him.

“Hyung I should be paying, it was my idea to have everyone come out.”

“None sense. Let me pay for this.”

“But hyung….”

“Did you have fun tonight maknae?” Jiyong asked in a gentle voice.

“I did, even if Mino didn’t let me drink. How was your meeting?”

Jiyong thought back to his meeting as he ordered some drivers to take the members home. “It was ok, but I would have rather been here with you.”

Seungri felt his heart flutter quickly, it surprised him.

“Well you’re a businessman so of course you would have to go to the meeting.”

“The meeting was boring compared to the fun it looks like you guys had.”

Jiyong moved closer to Seungri and grabbed his hand and walked back towards the private room.

“Hyung.” Seungri quietly said.

“Hmm.” Jiyong answered.

“Will you tell me who the guy is that hurt me?”

“I can’t maknae.”

“But hyung why not? I almost had a good clue before you opened the door. You owe me now.” Seungri said sternly looking up dead in the eyes of Jiyong.

Jiyong smiled, he enjoyed this playful tiger-panda that Seungri was. He was going to enjoy this as much as possible. Move closer to Seungri he enclosed him between his to hands pinning him against the wall next to the door.

“If I give you that clue maknae what will you give me?” Jiyong asked in a whisper.

“Whatever you want hyung.” Seungri stuttered out. His heart was racing, and he could feel this emotion stirring inside him. It was a feeling of being prey, as if he was caught but at the same time it was exciting.

Jiyong moved in closer to Seungri leaning in next to his ear and whispered, “Don’t say whatever if you don’t plan on following through.”

Seungri gasped as he felt Jiyong’s breath against his ear, he could feel his pants start to get tighter as he became aroused.

“Hyung..” He breathless whispered.

Jiyong moved closer and put his knee between Seungri’s legs. He knew what he was doing, Seungri’s weakness was his ear. It was the one thing Jiyong could count on for helping him get what he wanted.

“Yes maknae?” Jiyong whispered again before ghosting his lips over Seungri’s neck.

Seungri let out a low moan, his member was fully hard now and he worried that Jiyong would feel it. The fear he had was confirmed when Jiyong also pressed his own hard member against Seungri.

“What do you need Ri? Tell me and I will give it to you.”

“Hyung please…” Seungri moaned out as he began to rock against Jiyong.

Jiyong growled lowly as he felt Seungri rock against him. It had been so long for him since the two had been this way. He wanted nothing more than to take him right then and there, media be damned. He was ready to claim what should be his.

“Tell me Ri, use your words. I can’t read your mind as much as I wish I could. I would love to know what dirty little thoughts you might have locked up inside that brain of yours.”

“I…I…I need..” Seungri could barely form a sentence, his need to find out who the mystery man is was battling the need for release.

“Just tell me, I will do anything you want.” Jiyong repeated as he placed gentle kiss on the Seungri’s neck.

“Touch me.”

That was all he needed. Jiyong moved one hand down to Seungri’s hard member and began palming it. The minute his hand made contact with Seungri, Seungri lost all control to stand upright. Jiyong had to quickly support Seungri as he was rubbing him. Seungri hid his face in Jiyong’s shoulder as he enjoyed every bit of what was going on. He could feel his orgasm rushing forward. It would take much longer, he just needed Jiyong to keep rubbing him.

“Don’t stop…” Seungri moaned out.

“Never.” Jiyong replied.

The hot feeling was rushing forward up Seungri’s body, grasping onto his Jiyong’s shoulder with his hands he bit down waiting for the orgasm to hit.

“Where the fuck are you two?” Seunghyun shouted as he opened the door.

Seungri in his startled state pushed Jiyong away from him and stuttered out “Right here hyung, we were order the drivers.”

“Good, good. I need to get Daesung in bed or he will be crabby tomorrow.”

“Well let’s head out, I am sure the drivers are here.”

Seungri walked over to the eldest member with a half-smile.

“Maknae are you ok? You look flushed? You’re not getting sick are you?”

Jiyong stood there as the two disappeared into the room. Being cock blocked by a drunk Seunghyun is by far the worst thing. Moving his hand down to his pants to readjust had him thinking otherwise, dealing with blue balls is much worse than that.

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Park Jimin

⟶ ✎ Alpha’s little wolf ||  ☼ • ☾ • ♡

    ↳  Werewolf au

Your mind stutters disfunctionally and you slowly take a step back. Your brother gets abruptly cut of by a low growl, and everyone’s attention lured towards the 🐺 announcing his claim.

“Mate.”

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      ↳ Pirate King au

"A salty pirate needs his beautiful mermaid."

He appears and claims he wouldn't hurt her. She chooses not to trust him and escapes before he can get to her. A wee did she knew, the King of the Seven Seas and of all Pirates was hunting her down for a total different reason than she thought.

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Jikook

⟶ ✎  Confessions and smiles  || ☼

       ↳  Bon voyage inspired au

In a small trip to Malta for a show, small confessions and smiles are shared throughout the journey between the two males.

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college/uni au and/or social media aus:

International playboy (don't answer) by blt_prf | 119k, 21chp oH I FUCHKED UP I FU UCKED UP YOUR'E NOT NAMJOON yeah what I've been trying to tell you or the one in which Jimin manages to mess up everything in one night and accidentally texts the guy he has a crush on

HIM by blt_prf | 99k, 14/16chp Jungook falls in love with the color red when he sees Jimin. Every single time a little bit more. In which Jimin has motion sickness and travels way too much, Jungkook is good at everything but relationships and Taehyung simply wants everyone to be happy. Hoseok and Yoongi are a mess, Namjoon takes too many philosophy classes and Jin makes sure nobody gets arrested. Everyone's in love and no one wants to grow up.

travel au:

until then, sink slowly by flitter | 46k, 8chp After a breakup, Jimin needs to get away. He ends up in Santorini, 5.4k miles away from home, eager to distance himself from anything remotely related to love. Too bad fate has other plans, in the form of a tour guide named Jungkook.

magic/supernatural aus:

Maelstrom by Charmander | 6k, 1/8chp It's been one year since Jungkook ran away with the circus, one year since he learned of the angel blood that runs through his veins. He thought he had learned everything about the supernatural world by now, but he's barely even touched the surface of its darkness. series here: Silk

a room inside your heart (you'll be okay here) by ohbutter | 26k, 2/3chp “Hyung, there’s something horribly, horribly wrong here.” “I’d say so, yes. You destroyed our bathroom.” Jimin mhms. “Right… why though?” All Jimin can manage is, “Orange.” Yoongi nods slowly, “Yes Jimin, orange.” “Green.” Now Namjoon and Jin are huddled behind Yoongi, peering inside. Jimin sits up and sees Namjoon’s cotton candy pink hair. “What’s the date today?” “December 18th 2016.” alternatively: jimin wakes up two years in the past, he has horrendous orange hair, his friends are in love and here, so is he

The Art of Drowning by Kookies_N_Jams | 45k, 22chp Jeon Jungkook doesn't want to die; he's just tired of living. Park Jimin is surrounded by death, but all he wants is to live. When their worlds collide, everything changes.

For and Against Us by thefifth | 18k, 11chp Jungkook trusts fate. Jimin? Not so much.

idol/celebrity aus:

Faking It by little_star_in_the_universe | 16k, 6chp "Jungkook, are you listening to me?" "Yeah." "You're lying." - Jungkook is tired. He's tired of being told what to say, what to do, how to act, how to respond, how to write his own fucking music. He's tired of it all. All he wants is a break. He doesn't expect to find someone who'd be more of a break than being home with his parents.

depth of field by petrichorian | 30k, 4chp “You’re seriously telling me you just spontaneously took a hella good picture of Suga and now you’re being called Jeongguk masternim?” or Jeon Jeongguk accidentally becomes Suga's new popular fansite, makes famous friends and tries to avoid how much he wants to kiss BTS' maknae, Park Jimin. 

The Last of Them All by dglrd | 9k, 13chp dyspraxia [/dɪsˈpraksɪə/]: a developmental disorder of the brain in childhood causing difficulty in activities requiring coordination and movement. in which jungkook has to juggle the difficulties of having dyspraxia and being an idol at the same time.

The Voice by Pinkworld | 25k, 6chp Jimin is a veteran ASMRtist, spreading the tingles through Youtube. He never shows his face. He's been low-key (Taehyung: I'm pretty sure drooling falls under HIGH-key, dude) interested in Jeongguk, a popular cover artist on Youtube. Completely against his confident character, Jimin doesn't find courage to reach out and just stalks Jeongguk's channel and instagram for a year. They finally get to messaging each other (Thank you Taehyung and Jin), then texting, then talking.... and that's when it gets a bit problematic...

smut focused:

Switch It by ashina | 75k, 17chp this is a series where jungkook and jimin are fucking. how original.

the chains that bind us by busanpjm | 19k, 3chp “You are not simply some flashy accessory, Jeonggukie. You are mine to use as I wish as long as I want. Whether you are twenty or forty; it makes no difference. You are that lithe and lewd slum mongrel who fawns on no one, and I am the slave knight of Midas who holds the chains to your collar. How could you imagine I would let you go at this juncture?” Jeongguk, a slum mongler and Jimin, an elite, find themselves wrapped up in a relation neither of them could have seen coming. or the Ai no kusabi au with a hint of something else and more.

soulmates au:

hard candy by jiminlogy | 25k, 8chp Jimin douses himself in colours every day and then he meets black and white. 

Shatter Me by lostinjungkook | 19k, 16chp »There were things Jungkook wanted to tell Jimin. But he knew they would hurt his hyung. So he buried them inside and let them hurt him instead.« 19 year old Jungkook lives in a world where 25% of the world population is born with a soulmate mark on their wrist and supernatural powers running through their veins. But he never had a chance to see the beauty that the world bears as he grew up in the fangs of Omega, a facility led by humans who try everything to create the strongest inhuman possible. What will happen when he meets six boys in the middle of the woods and discovers his soulmate among them?

abo dynamics:

Howl by Ravennest | 17k, 4chp Taehyung was convinced wherewolves existed — he only had to prove it to his best friend Jimin then he’d get bragging rights for years! But he never expected to be one of the wolves mate.

let me love you by Thejenn | 12k, 2chp the one where jungkook is shamelessly in love with his shy mate jimin

Guide Books are for Suckers--or Life is Like Trying to Build a Lego Death Star, but Some Fucker Burned the Instruction Book For lols by Momochii | 26k, 7/9chp He never expected to be an alpha. He also never expected to present in the middle of dance practice. He definitely never planned for what would happen if he, maybe, accidentally, tried to claim his best friend only seconds after presenting—in the middle of fucking dance practice. But hey, predictability is over-rated, right?

Leave Your Mark by snarcsics | 112k, 7/15chp Out of the three patients within Namjoon's lab, Jungkook is the one Jimin finds the most frightening, yet shamelessly intriguing. Even as a beta, there’s something distinctly animalistic about Jungkook that does not bode well for Jimin.

mafia au:

The Fire Was Screaming Out Your Name (And I Watched You Burn) by JungkookieBiased | 8k, 4chp “Jungkook...come here." Jimin crossed one leg over the other, arms folded across his chest. The taller male strode over in two long strides, head bowed down. Jimin tilted his chin up and Jungkook followed the movement like Jimin was controlling a puppet with a twitch of his fingers. Jimin leaned in right beside his ear, "Eliminate him." OR Jeon Jungkook belongs to him. Jeon Jungkook lives for him. Park Jimin, the most feared mafia leader, belongs to him just as much but won't say so.

spiderman au:

little do you know (i love you 'til the sun dies) by stellars | 7k, 1/2chp jeongguk is spiderman and everytime he comes back from one of his adventures, he goes to jimin to get patched up, spinning white lies about how he's out saving kittens from getting run over.

cute/fluffy/domestic/smut:

A Wicked Miniseries by Charmander | 30k, 4chp A collection of moments and flashbacks from Jimin’s and Jungkook’s life together; from back road street racer and tired, night shift police officer to spoiled, domestic boyfriends. series here: Chase Me, Race Me, Taste Me 

tattoo au:

Damp nights by vanillajae | 20k, 5chp Two years later and history repeats itself. Jungkook pops back into Jimin’s life on a rainy day under a bus stop, and whether Jimin wants it or not the storm is back. series here: Thunderstorms

some ot7!

A Hint of Magik. by moonchildleigh | 35k, 7chp Jeon Jeongguk is the son of two powerful evil Warlocks. He's lived his whole life in Busan inside the Warlock community, and hasn't come into contact with anyone else in the Magik world. This changes, however, when his parents are arrested and jailed for the murder of a Witch. Being the son of two of the most dangerous people in the magical community, The Council of Magik has to decide what to do with him. Jeongguk isn't like other Warlocks though, as he doesn't have the Calling to darkness like the rest. He's abnormal. His fate seems sealed, until two interesting men show up at his court hearing and demand to adopt him. or Ot6 lives in an enchanted forest in America and take young Warlock Jungkook into their home because they're absolute sweethearts.

Late Bloomer by LulaWrites | 91k, 25/26chp Given that he’d made it into adulthood without having ever experienced any dynamic-related instincts or pre-heat symptoms, Jungkook (and the rest of society) had naturally assumed the maknae was a Beta. Turns out they were wrong. (Or, the one where Jungkook goes into heat unexpectedly and subsequently gets coddled by his affectionate hyungs.) The Last of Them All by dglrd

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The Contract - Chapter Six

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Genre: Angst, fluff, smut.

Genre of this part: Smut.

Word Count: 3.3k.

Summary: Your life is turned upside down when a contract is pushed your way. But what happens if you sign it?

Warnings: surprise sex - kind of???? unprotected sex (rubber up, kiddlywinkles), little foreplay, penetration, interruption, voyeurism, qualities of a threesome but not an actual threesome (just read it), multiple orgasms, choking.

The next morning you woke up in Yoongi's bed after falling asleep there. At some point, you'd both curled into each other's bodies, holding each other tight enough that you wouldn't be able to fit a piece of paper in between you. Not without it crumpling up anyway.

Yoongi looked so peaceful when he slept, so soft and sweet. But then, after the way he was with you last night, you were hardly surprised. He was a giant softie underneath that socially awkward exterior. You had to peel yourself away from him in order to get out of bed – the heat he was providing proved too much for you to cope with first thing in the morning. You also couldn't be arsed to find your clothes that you had taken off last night, opting to rummage through his to find one of his super-oversized shirts and dress yourself in that.

Jin was already cooking breakfast and making coffee by the time you emerged from Yoongi's dark, little cave. He flashed you a little smile when he saw you dragging your feet along the hard wood flooring, too sleepy to lift them properly. And wearing one of his dongsaeng's shirts too. You looked absolutely adorable. He told you as much.

"Are you blind first thing in the morning, or just incredibly stupid?" You joked.

Jin tutted. "Neither. Though, I am learning your sarcasm knows know time. Shouldn't your brain be slow first thing in the morning?"

"I was just made to perfection," you joke tossing your hair over your shoulder, "what can I say?"

Jin waited a little while before speaking again, flashing you a knowing look. "I see you and Yoongi had some fun last night. Well, heard it, too."

"Was I that loud? Sorry."

Jin laughed. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but you weren't the problem."

You grinned triumphantly. You made Yoongi lose all his inhibitions last night. Though, you didn't think Yoongi was making a lot of noise. To be fair, you had spent a lot of time recently with Jimin in between your thighs, and no one makes as much noise as he does. Maybe Yoongi was just quiet in comparison.

"Well, be grateful you weren't Jungkook. That reminds me, I must apologise to him."

"What for?"

"I sort of went all dom on Yoongi in front of him. He looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights."

"He was shocked, I take it?"

"Understatement of the century."

"Yeah, well, he's not used to stuff like that, is he?"

"I take it he's not very kinky, then?"

"I don't think he even knows, to be honest."

You frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Wait... you don't know?" Jin looked at you with nothing but surprise on his face. You didn't respond, just stared at him expectantly. "Well, if you don't already know then it's not my place to tell you." Jin's wording made the pieces of the puzzle fall into place.

"Jungkook's a virgin?" You asked. You half doubted yourself, wondering how on earth this gorgeous 21-year-old man hadn't had a sexual partner before. Though, despite knowing, Jin's confirmation knocked you for six. "Fuck. How is that possible?"

"Well, he joined us when he was 15. And though he'd had a girlfriend before, he was too shy to take it any further. Then when he joined, any time he had for intimacy went out the window. He was always too preoccupied with making himself better for Army and for us, he never made time to go out and get laid like the rest of us. That and the fact that he was painfully shy to begin with. He's still adorably shy now but before that it was crippling. He would wait until we were asleep before he'd shower, he wouldn't talk to many staffs – and don't get me started on what he was like around girls."

"Oh God, don't tell me he was like Raj from the Big Bang Theory."

"Basically. Except even when he was drunk he wouldn't talk to any of them."

"Oh, Kookie."

"I know. I mean, me and Yoongi are quite shy, and none of us have had many sexual partners but none of us have been quite as bad as JK. He's part of the reason why I agreed to you joining us. He needs social interaction that doesn't involve six other men. Even if you never fuck him and he remains a virgin for the rest of his life, it's a woman's touch he needs, because he's very deprived of that."

"Wow."

"Oh please tell me I haven't scared you off!"

"Of course not! He wouldn't have agreed to this if he wasn't comfortable with it. I'm just surprised, is all. If anyone out of all of you was going to sleep around, I assumed it would be Jungkook."

"We all thought that. He's got that jock feel to him, hasn't he? But nope. Baby boy's an enigma."

You enjoyed Jin's breakfast and brought a cup of coffee to Yoongi's room to leave there. He was still sleeping so peacefully, you were sure his coffee was going to get cold, but you couldn't wake him. Instead you gave him a little kiss on his exposed forehead and left him to it. You needed to make yourself look a little more presentable. Even if you didn't put any makeup on, you needed to sort your hair out. You had no intentions of taking off Yoongi's shirt, it was too comfortable. So instead you made your way to your room to get ready.

Of course, Jungkook was still in bed, sound asleep and clutching onto your pillow like it was you. He was so adorable the way he buried his face into the sheets, inhaling your scent, you couldn't look away. You found yourself standing in the doorway, watching him sleep.

"Don't do that," Jungkook commented sleepily, "it's creepy." Of course the Golden Maknae would have a sixth sense when it came to people watching him sleep.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You replied.

Jungkook chuckled. Even when he was half asleep he still had his wits about him. "Last time I heard that you took Hyung into his room and fucked him."

Your eyes widened. He was right. Just as you were about to respond, you heard light snores coming from him. He'd fallen asleep again. You couldn't help but look at Jungkook differently now that you knew. You didn't want to – but it was almost inevitable. He seemed way more innocent than before, more babyish but in the cutest way. He was untouched snow after a snowfall; fresh paint in a new room. An alien in modern day society. A sweet, young man you couldn't wait to completely ruin for everyone else if he'd let you. God, the things you'd teach him. You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter just thinking about it. But you couldn't rush him. You had to let him come to you – show you the smallest indication that he wanted to be inside you. Only then could you soil his innocence.

Recording season always has been and always will be your most boring season. The boys were never in the media during this time. There were no media appearances or concerts you needed to prep them for, so you were, in essence out of a job for a few months. Not that it mattered so much now, of course, as you were no longer paying the bills. Just your phone bill. You were able to turn down some freelance work now and take a staycation, pick up some hobbies that you had to give up because you simply ran out of time for them. Reading was something you used to do a lot before Big Hit hired you. You had a library that could rival a palace. Though, of course, that library resided in multiple cardboard boxes as you never had the space to display your books. But maybe now you'd be able to figure out a way to display them in your new room. Your room that was just as big as your last apartment.

It was the middle of the day and you found yourself almost home alone. Well, except for Hobi who was asleep in his room catching up on all the sleep he missed out on in the studio last night. He'd been up so late according to Jimin, doing a lot of work for his mixtape mostly. So, despite Hobi being there with you, it was almost as if you were alone. Which is why you decided to take your book and sprawl out on the sofa, laying on your tummy and rubbing your socked feet on the leather and feeling the skin of your thighs stick a little to the cold material. You had refused to put anything on underneath Yoongi's jumper, preferring the feel of knee-length socks instead of sweatpants or shorts.

You were so engrossed in your story, you didn't hear the sound of footsteps approaching behind you.

You felt a large hand rubbing at the back of your legs, stroking the socks and drawing your attention. Looking behind you, you saw Namjoon crouched eyeing you up. What you didn't realise, was in your non-caring attitude about what you were wearing and your thought of being alone, the way you were lay had made your jumper rise up, and expose the bottom of your ass cheeks. A part of your body that Namjoon was staring at like he was looking at the first meal he'd seen in months.

"Oh hey," you said casually, ignoring the look in his eyes, "didn't expect you home so early."

Namjoon hummed. "Wanted a break and forgot to pick something up."

"Oh."

Silence. You decided to return to your book as Namjoon was no longer wanting to keep up a conversation. You felt his hand continue to stroke you, moving upwards to your bare thigh and tickle it with the tip of his finger, sending shivers up your spine. "Namjoon-" You started, but he wasn't having any of it.

"Sssh." He interrupted. "Just ignore me. Keep reading your book. Pay me no mind."

That's going to be difficult, you thought. But you did as you were told and turned back to your book, pretending to read the same page over and over as you felt his hands wander. His lips came down to your upper thigh, kissing the spot where your flesh began to curve to the shape of your ass. The, to Namjoon, erotic spot that ended up giving him a raging hard on. His hand lifted the jumper up just a little to expose more of your ass for him to kiss. Well, over your underwear anyway. You felt his hand move to your core, his thumb resting on your ass as his index finger rubbed your slit through the cloth. You shifted, allowing him a little more access as you sighed at the sensation. His fingers were so long and beautiful, and they were barely touching you yet they were working you into a frenzy.

"Namjoon, please."

"Don't beg me. I'm not here."

You felt him pull your underwear down, then heard the light thud of them being thrown somewhere in the room. Namjoon's finger connected with your clit, and began to rub you in tight circles as best he could, given that your thighs had only slightly parted for him. Without moving you, there was no way he'd be able to stretch you out with his fingers for him, but there was a part of you that didn't want that. You wanted to feel him stretch you out fully with his cock. There was no way you wasn't wet enough for him. He could even hear the way your cunt was making wet little sounds as he played with your clit and sank his teeth into the cheek of your ass.

"I wanna make you cum so bad, but I wanna be inside you too. What a conundrum." Namjoon teased. "I wonder how fast I can make you cum."

He wasn't looking for a response from you, or if he was he just wanted it in the way of the moan he received as he started to rub your clit faster, as he added more and more pressure and soon enough your book had fallen to the floor and your cries were being muffled by the pillow as you came on his fingers.

Namjoon looked at his watch. "Two minutes. You must be really fucking wound up if it takes two minutes to make you cum."

"Or maybe I just want you inside me."

"Keep talking like that and I won't last two minutes."

You giggled.

Namjoon parted your thighs a little more and straddled you. You could hear him taking himself out of his trousers, felt his tip rub up and down your slit before sliding inside. The moan you let out was a lot louder as you felt your dripping yet unprepared cunt stretch significantly around his thick length, that just kept burying itself into you, seemingly not stopping. Just how big was he? Maybe the same size as Jin? Maybe a little bigger? You couldn't tell. All you could feel was your impossibly tight cunt being invaded by something that felt damn substantial.

"Fuck how big are you?" You moaned out when he bottomed out.

Namjoon chuckled at your surprise – you knew him well enough to know that he was blushing slightly. "I'm not hurting you am I?"

"Fuck no. Please move. Please."

Namjoon groaned. "Now I know why Hoseok and Jiminie like to make you beg. You sound so fucking pretty. I don't think I can be soft with you, is that okay?"

You tightened at Namjoon's sweet words filled with so much filth. The thought of him mercilessly pounding into you on this couch physically did something uncontrollable to your cunt. "Please destroy me."

"Fuck."

That was all it took to get Namjoon moving inside of you, slamming into you over and over again. You were bouncing on his cock without even moving yourself to meet his thrusts. It was like you were ricocheting off the sofa and back into him as he fucked into you. "God this cunt." He moaned. His hands came to rest on your ass, using that as leverage to steady himself. "They were telling me to hurry up and get inside you. They told me you – shit – felt amazing." He was ramming into you at this point. You didn't want to wake up Hobi, but the loudness of your moans were uncontrollable. You were screaming as he impaled you. "They didn't say you felt heavenly."

How was he doing it? How could his words be so sweet and soft yet his body was absolutely ripping you to bits, leaving you in shreds on the sofa.

"Fuck me, you're so big."

"You're so tight. Oh God."

Namjoon knelt back, hitting a different angle. "Yes! Namjoon! Right there. God, please don't stop. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

"Why?" Came a voice from the other side of the room. "Why is it always me who walks in on you getting fucked? It's like you do it on purpose just to torment me."

"Sorry, sir." You said to Hobi through your screams. "I don't mean to."

"I think you do." He walked over to the sofa and knelt down in front of you, watching your face intensely as Namjoon kept his merciless pace. "First you fuck Jimin in my studio-"

"She did what?" Namjoon asked.

"Yeah. Caught Jimin balls deep inside her as he had her spread legged on my couch."

"Fuck."

"Had to fill her with my cum afterwards, didn't I? Let the little slut know she can't just fuck on my couch if it's not me."

"Did you punish her?"

"Hmmm, I can't recall. Did I punish you, slut?"

"Yes, sir." You answered.

"What did I do?"

"Y-you made me cum more than once. And s-spanked me, oh God. Namjoon, please!"

"Oh fuck that's hot." Namjoon commented.

Hoseok, "spank her, Joonie. The little whore loves it."

Namjoon did as he was told, a hard thwack came down on your bare ass cheek. It was way harder than anything Hobi had given you, and fuck did it feel good. You instantly tightened making Namjoon roll his eyes. "See?" Hoseok asked. "Turn her around, Namjoonie. I wanna make her cum for you."

Namjoon pulled out of you briefly to allow you to lie on your back and spread your legs wide for him. It was now you got to look at his impressive length while he stared at your beautiful cunt. He was bigger than Jin, no question, in both length and girth, and you were practically desperate for him to be inside you again. He wasted no time in diving back in, picking up exactly where he left off. His eyes were fixated on your tits as they bounced underneath the jumper.

"Hold on a second," Hoseok said, "that's Yoongi-hyung's jumper. You little slut, fucking another member while wearing someone else's clothes."

Namjoon tutted. "You know what I'm going to have to do, don't you, Hoseok-ah?"

"What?"

"I'm going to have to cum all over it to let Hyung know what a little slut she is."

Hobi's eyes widened. "Filthy boy." He playfully scolded. He didn't tell him to not, though. Without warning, his one hand wrapped around your throat, and the other made its way down to your clit, rubbing at the little button hard and fast. "I wonder how he'd react to that. Knowing that she fucked someone else in his clothes. Would you like him to know that, baby girl? That his little miss is a whore for someone else."

You couldn't answer. You could barely breathe. With both Hoseok and Namjoon giving you pleasure, your mind wasn't giving you the capacity to do much except scream out loud at the feel of your impending second orgasm.

"Hoseok-ah, she's getting so much tighter. You're gonna make her cum soon."

Hobi moved his lips to your ear, and in between nibbling at it, he spouted more and more filth. "Cum, ___. Cum for us. All over his fat cock. Show him how much you love it when two guys please you."

You let go, almost passing out at the onslaught of your orgasm. Your breathing was heavy, and you were gasping for air by the time you'd finished cumming. You winced at the feeling of Namjoon pulling out of you, and it wasn't long before spurts of his cum landed all over Yoongi's jumper just as he promised he would. Streams and streams of his seed landing on the fabric as he came hard all over you.

You both remained there for a while, catching your breaths and recovering from perhaps the best sex you'd had in a good while. It wasn't until Hobi stood to walk away you remembered he was still there. "Wh-what about you?" You asked.

"Oh please, as hot as that was I'm too fucking tired to get anything up." He bent down and kissed your forehead. "Maybe next time I'll get you to scream louder than him." He turned to walk away. "Oh, and the next time you two wanna fuck, don't wake me up."

"Sorry, Hobi." Namjoon said. "We'll try to keep it down." He turned to you. "Are you okay?"

"I need to sleep."

Namjoon laughed. "Come on then, baby. We'll nap in my room for a bit." He took your hand and led you off to his bed, giving you new clothes to wear before holding you from behind, watching you drift off into a deep sleep – completely exhausted.

[polyybangtan]

Chapters: 19/? Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Everyone, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V, Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin, Kim Namjoon | Rap Monster/Kim Seokjin | Jin, Min Yoongi | Suga/Park Jimin, Jeon Jungkook/Min Yoongi | Suga, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Seokjin | Jin, Jeon Jungkook/Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin Characters: Park Jimin (BTS), Jeon Jungkook, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Kim Namjoon | Rap Monster, Min Yoongi | Suga, Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Taehyung | V Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Protectiveness, Alpha/Omega, Hurt/Comfort, Sickfic, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Cuddling & Snuggling, Eventual Smut, Fluff, Omega Jeon Jungkook, Protective Hyungs, Spanking, bts love their maknae, OT7 Series: Part 1 of K-POP hurt/comfort fic requests, Part 1 of Kpop A/B/O Universe Summary:

Given that he’d made it into adulthood without having ever experienced any dynamic-related instincts or pre-heat symptoms, Jungkook (and the rest of society) had naturally assumed the maknae was a Beta. Turns out they were wrong.

(Or, the one where Jungkook goes into heat unexpectedly and subsequently gets coddled by his affectionate hyungs.)

[jikooksama]

hellp sweety ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ I stopped by here to as you if you could link some jikook stories in a/b/o dynamics. I would very much love it if the alpha is JM and the omega is JK. I've read too much a/b/o genre stories so I thought I could find more kekee xD also , can you please includes some of au where one of them was a soldier and come back from war , in general military au , thanks sweetheart , ily and you're amazing (●´∀｀●)❤

bunnyyyybun said:heyy , did you get my ask before ?Hello dear! I’m so sorry for the late reply! I did receive your first ask but I wanted to try and catch up on my older asks first, I have a bit of a backlog (⌒_⌒;) Sorry again! But yeah of course, I actually answered a similar ask for omega!kook here but I’ll rec a few more now :) I hope this helps!**ABO!VERSE**Title: Born in ChainsAuthor: smileforjiminRating: MatureLength: 5–10k wordsGenre: Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Slice of Life, SmutSummary: Jungkook’s first heat hits him when he’s eight. Life changes after this. (or the one where Jimin is a late bloomer and takes care of Jungkook by soothing him during heats but then Jimin presents as an alpha and everything goes to shit)Title: Detonate Me, Granulate Me (Kill Me Like an Animal)Author: monsterplazaRating: ExplicitLength: 25–50k wordsGenre: SmutSummary: The year is 5191. Scientists from the Paradisus Institute have discovered ways to fuse animal DNA to humans, creating a new race of hybrids.Note: ThreesomeTitle: Late BloomerAuthor: LulaWritesRating: ExplicitLength: 25–50k wordsGenre: Hurt/Comfort, Smut, FluffSummary: Given that he’d made it into adulthood without having ever experienced any dynamic-related instincts or pre-heat symptoms, Jungkook (and the rest of society) had naturally assumed the maknae was a Beta. Turns out they were wrong. (Or, the one where Jungkook goes into heat unexpectedly and subsequently gets coddled by his affectionate hyungs.)Note: Jungkook x everyoneTitle: Mark Me to Prove You Love MeAuthor: staycute1234Rating: MatureLength: 5–10k wordsGenre: SmutSummary: Omega Jungkook keeps getting sexually tease but his boyfriend Alpha Jimin but he never mates him, so in retaliation Jungkook flirts with other Alphas**MILITARY!AU**Title: A War Between the VanitiesAuthor: recordminRating: General AudiencesLength: 1–5k wordsGenre: FluffSummary: ‘there’s someone i’ve been missing, i think that they could be the better half of me’ or: in which jungkook isn’t punctual, but he is a hero, and jimin isn’t rich, but he does win five dollars, and they make it work with miles between.Title: Drop Our Anchors in a StormAuthor: orphan_accountRating: MatureLength: 25–50k wordsGenre: Mpreg, Fluff, Slight AngstSummary: In which Jimin and Jeongguk’s last night together before Jeongguk has to leave for the military results in nine months worth of stress and the consumption of a frankly ridiculous amount of chocolate covered strawberries.Title: River Between the StarsAuthor: namakemonoRating: MatureLength: 50–100k wordsGenre: Drama, AngstSummary: As far through the galaxy as Jungkook has traveled, there’s nowhere he feels more at home than at Jimin’s side.Title: Still AliveAuthor: flitterRating: MatureLength: 5–10k wordsGenre: Fluff, Angst, SmutSummary: When Jimin leaves for compulsory military duty, Jungkook learns how to cope on his own. Thankfully, technology makes it easier to stay in touch.

[fanfics-bts]

Hii Do you know any angsty vampire aus?

Hello~! And yesss, angsty vampire!au is ma thing XD, here ya go :

Freesia by mintsoda [ Taekook ]

- Vampire/Soulmate!AU , (kind of) Smut, Fluff,  Angst with a Happy Ending, Enemies to Lovers.

“‘You should have just let me die!’ he yells again and starts walking away, tears now flowing down his face. He can’t believe that he of all people got soulmated by a vampire.Why him of all people? ‘Wait,’ the vampire shouts, ‘I don’t even know your name!’ ‘You should have thought about that before you gave me your blood to drink!’ Taehyung yells back and keeps walking through the rain.” Taehyung and Jeongguk become soulmates – more or less – by accident.

( my review : I’ve recommended this before and I’ll recommend this again cos this one is just tooo goood!! Any fanfic written by mintsoda is amazing tbh. It’s the kind of fic that makes you want to cry and hug something)

Thirst by pinkmonnie [ Jikook ]

-  Angst, Happy Ending, Friends to Lovers, Implied Sexual Content

“Nobody knew that the reason why Bangtan Sonyeondan’s Golden Maknae was so Golden was because he wasn’t exactly human.“ Jungkook has successfully kept his condition under control for many years, until a certain someone’s scent suddenly becomes too overwhelming for him to ignore.As he begins to lose the firm grip he has on his instincts, the safe and happy world he has built for himself with Bangtan begins to crumble, and he doesn’t know if he has what it takes to keep it together.

( my review : I rec’d this before too, but that’s because these two are my all-time-favorites! Jikook was a slow burn in this fic and I absolutely love how they ended up together. I love Jungkook’s character in this story as well! )

Winning a war (of hormones) by mecchayabai [ Yoonmin ]

- Maknae!Jimin, Jikook (But Yoonmin is endgame), Slight Angst

Big Hit Entertainment is going to debut the first ever half-human, half-vampire hip hop group. They are planning to make some incredibly good music and mountains of money, and of course show the uncertain Korean society that the undead can operate in perfect harmony with the living.

It’s a glorious plan, too glorious if you ask Jimin.

( my review : Although there’s both Jikook and Yoonmin (my two otps) in this fic, yoonmin really stood out just like how the author wanted it too, it was a great read for sure! You should definitely check it out)

I Will Always Be There For You by LostStarsJK [ Vkook ]

-Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Sci-Fi

One night, Jungkook mysteriously disappears. Worried, the other members search for him. They find him the next day, but strange and distant.Everything that Jungkook once knew is no more when he is turned into a vampire - in a world where tensions between vampires and humans are soaring. In his struggle to do what he believes is right, he suffers when he feels he has to choose between his bonds of brotherhood, friendship, and love.Vampire AU. It’s technically set in the ‘real world’ but an alternate version where vampires exist.

( my review : Although it may not be the best vampire fic out there, its really good and yes, I definitely recommend this )

I’m Not Human by jiminniexmochi [ Jikook ]

Angst With a Happy Ending, Vampire/Soulmate!AU

Jungkook chewed on his bottom lip as he saw his soul-mate reply written on the inside of his right forearm.‘I want to see you. I don’t even know your name. Why won’t you tell me your name?’Jungkook grabbed his Sharpie and began to write a reply.‘Because it’s best that you just don’t see me. It’s best that you don’t know me. It didn’t take 5 seconds for a reply to begin to show up.‘But we’re soul-mates… :( I told you my name… I don’t care who you are, I just want to see you…’‘It’s best that you don’t.’ ‘…Why not? Why don’t you want me to see you?’ ‘Because I’m not human.’

or

The soul-mate au where Jungkook’s a vampire living off of legends where beings like him (as in the undead) never have soul-mates and Jimin’s a shy university student in Busan wanting nothing but to be loved.

(my review : not to be exxagerative  here but this fic was sooooooo goooood!! 100% one of my all time favorite soulmate AND vampire fics.)

There’s a lot more I’d rec, but they’re not angsty soo~ I hope you’ll like these ^o^ Happy reading!!