#minimoni fluff

[vminhoes]

Part of your world

Namjoon was on the brink of returning early from a lonely solo trip in a sailboat off the coast of Jeju, until a pink-haired mermaid named Jimin swims up to his boat and offers to show him the hidden wonders of the ocean to heal the human's broken soul.

What Namjoon did not expect was to fall for the angelic mermaid during their summer of adventures, nor did he expect for Jimin to fall for him even harder.

[downbad4yoongi]

Capturing Family

For @bangtanwritershq To Begin Again quarter event

Pairing: Jimin x Namjoon

WC:4237

Rating: MA

AU/Genre: marriage au, slice of life, surrogacy

Warnings: implied/referenced homophobia, gay sex

A/N: Written as a slice of life follow up to Closer

Summary: Married four years, Jimin and Namjoon dream of a family. Surrogacy or adoption? The decision weighs heavy. Unwavering support from friends clashes with Jimin's parents' disapproval. A gallery break-in threatens their plans, but their love strengthens. Through challenges, their bond deepens, and with their friends' help, they overcome obstacles and build a beautiful, unique family. A story of love, perseverance, and the power of chosen family.

“Love, we’ve been talking about this for years now. We’re ready,” Namjoon's voice echoes through the quiet park as he takes Jimin's hand in his own.

“But what if we’re not?” Jimin asks, his eyes searching Namjoon's face for reassurance.

“Where is this doubt coming from? You’d be an amazing father, and we have wanted this for years. It’s all coming together; you’ve been at your school for several years, and I have the gallery. It feels like the stars are aligning for us,” Namjoon reassures, the warm summer breeze tousling their hair.

Jimin takes a deep breath and bobs his head a few times. “You’re right. It just feels like a lot all of a sudden.” He holds his hand up, stopping Namjoon from interrupting, “I know it’s not. This is our fourth anniversary after all, but after talking about it for so many years, it just feels…surreal.”

Namjoon gathers Jimin in his arms. “Love, every day feels surreal with you.” Leaning down, Namjoon captures Jimin’s lips with his. They stand there in the middle of the park, surrounded by nature and love.

As they make their way back to their home, a quaint house nestled in a quiet neighborhood, Jimin can't help but feel overwhelmed with happiness and anticipation. Time slips away as Jimin drives them home, their fingers intertwined and hearts full.

Their peaceful sanctuary greets them as they step through the door. The sunlight floods into the open floor plan through large floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the space and highlighting all of Namjoon's beloved plants.

Namjoon's restless fingers wander over Jimin’s form as they make their way through the shared space. A sense of peace settles around them as they enter their bedroom, a place where their love and connection run deep.

After weeks of waiting, they finally have a chance to sit down and discuss their family plans in detail. Their past conversations were merely wishes, but now it's becoming a tangible reality. Jimin plops a thick binder onto Namjoon's lap and snuggles beside him, the warmth of his body filling the space between them.

"What is this?" Namjoon grunts as he feels the weight of the binder on his thighs. The entire Encyclopedia Britannica?"

Jimin giggles and nuzzles closer to his husband. "You're so silly, honey. This is our family plan, or at least the start of it. We have a lot to go over."

Namjoon sets down his coffee and reaches for his camera, snapping a quick candid shot of Jimin before powering off the device. Jimin barely flinches, used to being photographed by now. Their walls are adorned with many such candid moments, and Jimin wouldn't have it any other way.

Pushing aside his amusement, Jimin delves into their discussion. He opens the binder and begins detailing their options.

Surrogacy or adoption?

They both agree on surrogacy.

They spend hours poring over Jimin's meticulously assembled profiles of potential surrogates. After much deliberation, they narrow it down to two women, but the conversation keeps going in circles as neither wants to back down. One woman, 32, is a kindergarten teacher and a mother of two; the other woman is a pediatrics nurse in her late thirties and the mother of one.

Frustrated, Jimin huffs and sighs dramatically before turning to face his handsome husband. "Listen," he says bluntly, "we're using your sperm this time. Let me make the final call."

The passion in Jimin's voice gives Namjoon pause, making him reconsider his stance. After some internal debate, he gives a small nod and concedes. "You're right," he admits, "we both deserve equal say in this process. I'm providing the biological material. You should have the right to choose the bio-mother."

Jimin's shoulders relax as some of the tension from their argument dissipates. "Thank you, honey," he says gratefully, crossing over to Namjoon and wrapping his arms around the taller man. “Let’s set up a meeting with this one,” Jimin decides, pointing to the kindergarten teacher.

Namjoon murmurs reassurances of his love as they hold each other tightly, unwilling to let go. After several minutes, they finally part, lips swollen from lingering kisses.

"Bed?" Jimin suggests with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Mmm, bed," Namjoon agrees with a smile.

Jimin's voice trembles through the phone as he speaks with Namjoon, his tone shrill and panicked. The news he just received is enough to make anyone anxious.

"Can't you give me any more details?" Jimin asks, trying to control the fear building up inside of him.

"Please, my love, it would be best if you came in person," Namjoon responds calmly, hoping to ease his husband's nerves.

Jimin lets out a frustrated laugh. "Fine. I'll call in a substitute and be there as soon as possible."

Namjoon barely has time to convey his love before the line goes dead. He takes a deep breath, trying to convince himself that everything will be okay. Jimin must be scared and overwhelmed, he reasons, which explains why he ended the call without their usual exchange of affection.

Within an hour, Jimin rushes into Picture This, Namjoon's gallery that’s located in the bustling downtown area. "I'm here! I made it!" he exclaims, out of breath and disheveled.

Namjoon excuses himself from speaking with a detective and meets his husband halfway across the moderate space. The contrast between them is evident - Namjoon exudes calmness while Jimin is frazzled and restless, his brown locks sticking up in all directions from running his hands through them repeatedly.

When Jimin received the call from Namjoon about the break-in at his gallery, it felt like the ground had disappeared beneath his feet. His mind immediately went to worst-case scenarios, and all he could think about was the safety of his loved one. So when their bodies collide, Jimin can't help but run his hands over Namjoon's broad frame in reassurance. He knows Namjoon is physically unharmed but needs to feel it for himself. He couldn't imagine life without him.

"I'm fine, love. Really. I wasn't here when it happened," Namjoon reassures him.

Gradually, the words pierce through Jimin's foggy mind, and he collapses against Namjoon, resting his head on his chest. "I know. I know you are, but how about emotionally? This gallery is your pride and joy."

A pained smile tugs at Namjoon's lips as he responds, "I'm still processing, but it will be okay." He rubs Jimin's shoulders comfortingly. "Let me finish up with these detectives, and then we can go home and discuss our next steps." With a quick peck on the lips, Namjoon turns to face the tall and imposing detective, leaving Jimin to survey the damage left behind.

Covering his mouth with a hand, Jimin's heart breaks for Namjoon as he takes in the chaos and destruction caused by the robbers. Priceless prints have been slashed to pieces, glass shards litter the floor, and equipment has either been stolen or smashed on the newly polished concrete.

Jimin immediately sends a text to their friends, updating them on what has happened before Namjoon leads him out of the gallery. He runs a soothing hand over Namjoon's back as they make their way to their small SUV parked behind the building.

The drive back home is silent except for the sound of their soft exhales as Jimin navigates them through traffic. When they arrive, they both drop their keys on the entryway table and kick off their shoes before collapsing onto each other on the cozy sunken couch - a focal point of their living room.

“Love,” Namjoon whispers, his voice soft and soothing as his fingers trace patterns on Jimin's back.

“Honey,” Jimin responds, snuggling into their tangled embrace. “I don’t know where to even start…”

“It’s okay, love. I'm here for you,” Namjoon reassures him, reaching over to grab the laptop from the coffee table.

With a few expert clicks, Namjoon has the insurance claim page open and is logging in to start the process.

But then, Jimin suddenly goes still next to him. “Love, what is it?” Namjoon asks with concern.

Jimin's eyes are glued to the screen in front of them. “Why wasn't the policy renewed?” he says, his voice shaking. “It's saying right here that our coverage lapsed.” Panic rises in his chest. “This won't be covered...”

Namjoon's heart sinks as he leans closer to the computer screen, scanning the information. "Okay... this isn't ideal," he mutters to himself. "But that's why we have savings."

“Joon,” Jimin speaks up again, his voice small and vulnerable. “The savings are for our baby...”

Namjoon's stomach drops at the thought of not being able to access their savings for such an emergency. He immediately starts brainstorming alternative solutions. “Yes, of course. We can't touch that money. What if we ask your parents for help?”

But instead of relief or agreement, Jimin stiffens beside him. “That's not an option,” he says firmly, shutting down any further discussion.

Namjoon is taken aback by this sudden change in attitude from his usually open and communicative husband. Worried now, he furrows his brow and reaches out to rub circles on Jimin's back in an attempt to comfort him.

“Jimin, please talk to me,” he pleads softly.

Taking a deep breath, Jimin finally turns to face Namjoon. Tears are welling up in his eyes as he speaks. “My parents... they weren't supportive of our decision to adopt or use a surrogate.”

Namjoon's heart sinks as he listens to Jimin's words, trying to make sense of it all. “But I thought they were okay with us starting a family?”

The tears start rolling down Jimin's cheeks now, and he looks away, unable to meet Namjoon's gaze. “They said it was fine because they thought we would change our minds. And their exact words were, 'Realize how abnormal it would be for a child to have two fathers'."

Heat flushes across Namjoon’s skin as anger and hurt course through Namjoon as he processes this information. "How could they even say something like that? You know what? Screw them. We don't need their approval or their money. We'll figure this out together, just the two of us." He squeezes Jimin's hand tightly, determined to find a way to rebuild their gallery and make their dreams of having a family come true on their own terms.

Jimin holds onto Namjoon's hand tightly, feeling a mix of emotions swirling in his stomach. "It's not just about the money," he whispers softly. "I know we can make it work, but I don't want to sacrifice our happiness for it. We deserve to have a family and give them the best life possible." Tears well up in Jimin's eyes again, but he quickly wipes them away before they can fall.

"I'm sorry, love," he says, taking a deep breath to calm himself down. Namjoon pulls him close into his embrace, holding him tightly against his chest as they snuggle into the soft couch cushions. He runs a soothing hand through Jimin's hair and presses gentle kisses to his forehead.

"It's okay, baby," Namjoon murmurs, his voice filled with emotion. "We have time." He looks deep into Jimin's eyes, his gaze filled with unwavering determination. "And we will make it happen for us. For our family.”

At the park, Taehyung carefully sets down his takeout box and spreads out a soft, checkered blanket for them all to sit on. The gentle breeze rustles the leaves in the trees above, carrying with it the sweet scent of freshly mown grass and blooming flowers. Taehyung settles down next to Jin and picks up a pair of elegant chopsticks, twirling them between his fingers with practiced ease.

As Jin hands Taehyung a plate laden with fried chicken, kimchi jeon, and mandu, he asks, "Where are y'all in reopening the gallery?"

Namjoon nods along, watching Jin and Yoongi dish out the food onto their own plates.

"We actually finished yesterday and plan to fully reopen next week."

Hoseok does a little happy dance, clapping his hands together in excitement. "That's fantastic! Are we going to have a little celebratory party?"

"Of course!" Jin eagerly chimes in. "I can bring the champagne."

"And Yoongi can create a playlist-," Hoseok starts before being interrupted by Jimin.

"Whoa, let's slow down," Jimin interjects, holding up a hand to pause Hoseok's eager planning. "We're not going to do some extravagant shindig."

Taehyung scoffs playfully, "It's not an extravagant party. It's just a small to medium celebration, you know, with some string lights, light appetizers, champagne, and maybe some decorations."

Jimin's nostrils flare in frustration as he replies, "We don't have the time for that, okay? We are trying to save-" He pauses abruptly and sends Namjoon an imploring look.

Namjoon calmly rests a soothing hand on Jimin's knee and whispers, "It's okay. Go ahead and tell them."

Yoongi swallows his mouthful of chicken before asking curiously, "Tell us what?"

Jimin lets out a sigh and traces the back of Namjoon's hand before intertwining their fingers. "We don't have the time for that because Joonie and I are starting a family."

The chopsticks with a piece of kimchi jeon clatter out of Taehyung's hand as his eyes widen at the unexpected announcement. Jin acts quickly and snags Taehyung's plate just in time before he launches himself at Jimin in excitement.

Yoongi winces at Taehyung's high-pitched squeal.

"Really? Why didn't you tell me?" Taehyung blurts out in a rush, wrapping himself tightly around Jimin.

Jimin rubs Taehyung's back soothingly before attempting to untangle their limbs gently.

"Tae, let him breathe," Namjoon urges with a small smile.

Taehyung gives one last squeeze before pulling back. "Sorry, I'm just so happy for you and Jiminie."

Jimin smiles fondly. "I know, Tae. We didn't say anything because the incident at the gallery kind of delayed things. We had to use the money we set aside for the surrogacy process to fix what was destroyed."

Their friends exchange concerned looks before turning back to them. "What happened?" Yoongi asks with furrowed brows.

Namjoon's head dips down slightly as he replies, "The insurance policy on the gallery had lapsed. So we ended up having to cover the damages and repairs out of our own pockets." He squeezes Jimin's hand supportively before continuing, "We had actually decided on our anniversary to start the process, but we had to shift our plans due to unforeseen expenses. Now we're ready to get back on track."

Jimin nods in agreement. "It wasn't the ideal situation, especially since we had been saving for years for this moment. But we made it work - I started tutoring kids after school let out, and Namjoon took on more commissions. And now, here we are, meeting with an agency on Monday."

Tae lets out a small whimper of distress. "Why didn't you come to us? We could have helped you."

Jimin reaches out to his soulmate, softly cupping his cheek. "Oh, my sweet Tae. I guess we just didn't want to burden you."

A loud, caustic guffaw suddenly interrupts their conversation, drawing their attention across the small circle. Jin sits there looking outraged. "How dare you keep something like this from us!"

Both Jimin and Namjoon are taken aback at Jin's sudden shift in tone, his voice now laced with heat and frustration. They can feel the tension rising in the room as he continues to speak.

"Do you honestly believe that anything you could ask of us would ever be considered a burden?" Jin's voice softens, his eyes searching theirs for understanding, "We care about both of you so deeply. None of us would ever see you as a burden."

Jimin's eyes start to well up with tears, knowing deep down that Jin's words are rational and true. He lets out a shaky breath before speaking, "I know that logically, but..." Namjoon places a comforting hand on Jimin's back as he struggles to find the words.

"We didn't want to impose or be seen as some charity case," Namjoon finally speaks, voicing their shared fear.

Jin growls in frustration, "How could you even think that? We love you two. You've become family to each other, and we only want to help you expand your family further." He crosses his arms over his chest in exasperation. "The nerve of not coming to us right away."

Yoongi nods in agreement, "Jin is right, Jimin-ah. We're here for you always. And personally, I would be honored to be a part of the process."

Namjoon glances at Jimin, who's nervously worrying his lower lip, both of them feeling properly admonished by Jin's words. "You're right. We would love your support as we navigate this journey."

Jin straightens up with a roll of his eyes. "Well, duh. That's what family is for."

The morning of their meeting with the surrogacy agency arrives. Jimin wakes up to the faint smell of freshly brewed coffee and the sweet sound of birds chirping outside his bedroom window. His heart is already pounding in his chest as he pads into the kitchen, still in his pajamas, to find Namjoon pouring himself a cup. They exchange tired smiles but don't say anything as they both sip their coffee in silence, lost in their own thoughts. After a few minutes, Namjoon gently places his hand on top of Jimin's, stopping him from fidgeting with his mug. Their fingers lace together, and they squeeze lightly before Namjoon pulls him into a warm hug from behind.

Jimin leans into it gratefully, feeling Namjoon's heartbeat steady beneath his ear. He closes his eyes, basking in his partner's comfort—a mix of soap, coffee, and warm skin. He can almost feel the palpable distress emanating from Namjoon as he kisses the top of Jimin's head softly.

"Hey," he whispers, "it's going to be okay." Namjoon’s lips brush the shell of Jimin’s ear before pressing another kiss just underneath it.

He continues to trail kisses down the smaller man’s neck, nudging the collar of his sleep shirt aside to maintain contact. A shiver racks up Jimin’s spine as his head lolls to the side, leaning even further into his husband’s hold. A hum resonates through Jimin’s chest as thick fingers settle on his hips before pushing under the large sleep shirt to trail up his chest.

“Need a distraction?” Namjoon’s voice is huskily in his ear, sending goosebumps down Jimin’s spine.

Jimin whimpers, shivering in anticipation, “Namjoon,” he protests weakly. “We have to leave soon.” He can’t help the way his hips roll back a little into Namjoon, seeking more.

Namjoon chuckles in response, trailing his lips back up to Jimin’s ear and sucking gently on the lobe. Jimin moans, his eyes sliding shut as his hand comes up to grip the counter for support. “We have time.” Namjoon presses a lingering kiss to Jimin’s neck before spinning the smaller man around to face him. Pressing their foreheads together as they both catch their breaths, their heartbeats syncing.

Jimin opens his eyes to find Namjoon staring at him with so much love and affection it takes his breath away. “I love you,” he whispers, his voice thick with adoration.

Surging forward together, their lips connect. Jimin’s arms wind around his love’s shoulders, pulling their bodies flush together. The kitchen fills with the sound of their lips smacking together as Namjoon backs Jimin into the counter. His hands slide down to cup Jimin’s ass, giving it a squeeze.

Jimin gasps, opening up to Namjoon, their tongues twisting together. Moaning as Namjoon’s hands cup the back of Jimin’s thighs and lift him onto the countertop. Their mouths move seamlessly together.

Namjoon angles his hips so their erections grind together. Jimin whines into the kiss, gripping Namjoon’s shoulders desperately as he grinds down on his husband’s hard length. Namjoon moans, clutching at Jimin’s thighs, his control rapidly slipping.

Jimin’s fingers start pulling at Namjoon’s shirt, tugging it up and off of him. Namjoon breaks the kiss slightly, panting as he helps Jimin undress him. Their lips part and come back together repeatedly as they discard their clothes, pooling them on the floor with a carelessness they usually don’t have in the morning.

Namjoon lifts Jimin again, setting him back on the countertop, legs hanging over his forearms. A devious glint in his eyes as he presses their hard lengths together, grinding against each other.

“Joonie,” Jimin whines, biting his lip as their friction increases. His nails dig into the countertop as he is teased.

Namjoon pulls back just enough to look into Jimin’s eyes before grasping his chin and bringing their lips together again. Their tongues tangle in a slow-burning dance that is further stoked by their desperation for release. Both moan into the kiss as they rock together on the countertop, pants and groans filling the kitchen.

“Baby,” Jimin whines, “I need more…please.”

With his voice rumbling out, dripping with desire for the man in his arms, Namjoon pulls away a little, reaching for a drawer by the sink. He hushes Jimin gently as the other man whimpers at the loss of touch. Namjoon quickly steps back into Jimin’s arms with one of the small bottles of lube they keep stashed around their home.

Their lips collide once again, urgency and passion fueling their kiss. Namjoon's fingers grasp the lube bottle, uncapping it with a heated determination before coating his fingertips in the slick substance. Without breaking the kiss, he trails his lubed-up fingers between Jimin's spread legs, causing him to moan and suck on Namjoon's thick lower lip even harder.

Namjoon works a finger with skilled precision inside Jimin, who arches his back and keens in pleasure. Jimin can't help but nip at Namjoon's lip before leaning back on his hands and watching intently as Namjoon expertly stretches him open. Soon, Jimin is laid out on the counter, writhing and moaning uncontrollably as Namjoon drives three fingers deep inside him, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through his body.

Namjoon's fingers dig deep into Jimin's flesh, eliciting waves of pleasure as he hits that spot inside him. With a final powerful thrust, Namjoon pulls away, leaving Jimin whining in desperate need of more. In a frenzy, Namjoon slicks up his throbbing cock and drags Jimin upright, kissing him deeply.

As their lips collide, Namjoon guides Jimin's hands to grip him tightly as he spreads his legs wide. With a primal growl, Namjoon enters Jimin with force, watching in awe as his husband’s thick cock stretches his tight hole to its limits. Sweat glistens on their foreheads as they both pant heavily from the intense pleasure coursing through their bodies.

With one of Jimin's legs hooked over his strong arm and the other draped across his firm hip, Namjoon thrusts into him with purpose and force. Jimin's body responds eagerly, aching for more of Namjoon's skilled touch. He clings onto his lover, his fingers digging into his back as each powerful thrust hits him in just the right spot. Jimin can feel himself teetering on the edge, his entire body quivering with anticipation.

"Do you think you can come untouched for me?" Namjoon's deep, raspy voice sends shivers down Jimin's spine, intensifying the pleasure he's already feeling. "Show me how much you want it, baby. Come just like this."

With Namjoon's words urging him on, Jimin lets go and gives in to the intense pleasure building inside of him. His body trembles and quakes as he reaches his peak, unable to hold back any longer under Namjoon's skilled touch. Their bodies move together in perfect harmony, reaching new heights of ecstasy together.

Namjoon's fingers dig into Jimin's skin, leaving red marks in their wake as he yanks him closer. Their bodies collide with a force that sends them both tumbling over the edge, cries of pleasure escaping their lips as they reach their peak together. Jimin trembles with each thrust of Namjoon's cock, his insides filled with a thick heat that spreads through his body. Their chests coated with evidence of Jimin’s desire. The sensation is overwhelming, waves of pleasure crashing over him as he surrenders to the intense pleasure of their love-making.

Breathless and entwined, they take a moment to catch their breath before reality comes crashing back. "We're going to be late," pants Jimin, his chest heaving as he speaks.

Namjoon's hand rubs soothingly along Jimin's hip, the sensation calming him as their lips meet in a final rush of pleasure. With a soft groan, Namjoon pulls out of Jimin, both men feeling sticky and satisfied. Helping Jimin down from the counter, Namjoon rushes him off to the shower, eager to wash away any traces of their passionate encounter.

Returning to the kitchen, Namjoon quickly cleans up their mess with practiced efficiency. Several minutes later, the kitchen is sanitized, and Namjoon joins Jimin in the shower. He takes over washing his husband's body, reveling in their intimate closeness. A gentle smile graces his lips as Jimin returns the favor.

After a thorough cleansing and refreshing shower, the couple steps out of the steamy bathroom to dress for their looming life-changing meeting. The air feels charged with anticipation as they prepare for what lies ahead.

"Ready?" Namjoon asks, extending his hand to Jimin. A smile lights up his face, radiating warmth and assurance.

Jimin’s heart flutters at the sight, and he gladly takes Namjoon's offered hand, intertwining their fingers comfortably. "Ready as I'll ever be. Let's do this, husband."

[miloca-ao3]

*Home*

Namjoon arrives home from a difficult day and is happy his husband is already home to greet him.

*Main tags: established relationship; domestic; fluff; A/B/O; non-explicit sex; scenting; mature*

Here -> https://archiveofourown.org/works/53360758

[coffeemarmalade]

Those fatal bushes

A short story about how Namjoon got a first aid kit, a second toothbrush, and a corgi puppy.

They met while jogging in the park.

Autumn had just begun to gild the leaves of old branchy trees, and the alleys were wet after the heavy rain that had hit Seoul in the early hours.

Namjoon was running along his favorite route: around the duck pond, up to the hill, and down to a tiny coffee shop with outside benches and a generous helping of syrup in every iced americano. Lo-fi hip-hop in his airpods was setting a good pace.

After saluting the tigress statue at the top of the hill, Namjoon wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand and slowed down, muttering the end of the track under his breath. And in the pause between two compositions, he heard someone cursing and groaning in the nearest bushes.

Namjoon stopped and looked around, turning the music off. Behind the neatly trimmed bushes, that someone hissed and started whining about troubles, falling on their head. The voice was nice — like a crystal bell ringing. Namjoon, as a future composer, appreciated it. Purely as a professional, of course.

He left the alley, walked around the bushes, and found there a guy sitting on the wet grass with twigs and leaves in his bleached hair and desperately blowing on his bleeding elbow.

“Um…” Namjoon made his presence known.

The guy tossed his head, then tried to stand up and bow, awkwardly holding his elbow with a healthy hand.

Namjoon stopped him with a gesture and squatted down.

“Sorry, my leg is in pain too,” the guy said and added sadly, more to himself. “Sheesh, the performance is just in a week.”

“May I?” Namjoon asked and after a short and timid nod from the guy, felt first the elbow, avoiding the wound, and then the ankle under the torn sweatpants.

The guy responded with nothing but a quiet hiss.

“Looks like just a bruise to me,” Namjoon concluded. “You need to put something cold on it, treat the wound, and go to the emergency room. Just in case. Try to get up, I'll help you.”

Namjoon gently lifted him by his armpits — the guy didn't weigh much, despite the trained muscles — and introduced himself:

“My name is Namjoon.”

“Thanks, Namjoon-ssi. I’m Jimin,” the guy bowed and almost fell over on his side. “Usually I'm not that clumsy,” he blushed.

“But I am,” Namjoon chuckled, mindful of his ability to break just everything. “Lean on me, we need to get down the hill.”

Jimin thanked him one more time and muttered something apologetic. Namjoon put Jimin’s healthy arm around his shoulders and led him to the alley, holding him by his waist. Or rather, carried him.

He helped Jimin down to the bench of the coffee shop and went inside to take some ice for bruises and an americano with hazelnut syrup for lifting the mood.

“Here you go,” Namjoon put a plastic cup with ice on Jimin’s injured ankle and placed an americano next to him on the bench. “There's a drugstore around the corner, I'll be right back.”

Jimin smiled sheepishly and nodded.

Thus, Namjoon got his first-ever first aid kit.

Three months later, Namjoon knew all the best plasters, bandages, and warming ointments, mastered the massage technique for aching muscles, and became used to keeping protein shakes and fresh peaches in the refrigerator. Morning jogs with Jimin, who’d successfully recovered from falling into the bushes, smoothly turned into late dinners and night marathons of kdramas.

And… a first-aid after Jimin’s exhausting dance practices.

“Dancing is beautiful but painful,” Namjoon informed Jimin, sticking kinesio tape on his shoulders.

Sitting in front of him on a kitchen stool, Jimin sighed.

“But it is beautiful.”

“And painful,” Namjoon insisted, running his fingers over the bright orange stripe on the side of Jimin’s neck.

“Credit week is coming, and then the winter holidays,” Jimin said dreamily. “Have you decided what to do?”

Namjoon nodded, but realizing that Jimin couldn't see him, said:

“I'll stay with my parents for a week, then come back. You? Going to Busan?”

“No, be busy looking for a new place. My landlady’s getting renovations done in the apartment.”

“You can stay here,” Namjoon suggested with no other thought, “and look after my flowers.”

Jimin turned around, so abruptly that he had to put his palm on the aching neck.

“Sure? Hyung, you’re the best!”

And so, a second toothbrush appeared in Namjoon's bathroom. And just stayed there.

More months passed. Namjoon's — and Jimin's — apartment got another living being.

“Joonie…” Jimin, awakened by a quiet yapping, found Namjoon sleeping on his back in the darkness and patted his chest. “Joon…”

Namjoon lifted his sleep mask to his forehead and blinked sleepily.

“Your turn.”

“No-o-o,” Jimin moved closer and nuzzled into his neck. “I took him out yesterday. I'll make breakfast.”

“I don’t believe you. Your ears must be red now,” Namjoon grabbed his shoulders and pulled him closer. “You’ll sleep.”

“Please… I’ll make us an om…” Jimin yawned softly, squinting his eyes in an attempt to catch the last bits of a fleeting dream. “Omelet. Promise, promise.”

“Fine. Just five more minutes…”

“Just five.”

Before Namjoon had time to snore, and Jimin gently hit him for it, both of them jumped up on the bed, hearing a sound that meant only one thing.

“No-no-no-no-no!” Jimin whined, turning on the bedside lamp. “Not on the carpet…”

“Mochi, why…” Namjoon groaned.

Sitting next to the puddle on the carpet, a tiny corgi stared at them with adoring eyes and twitched its ear.

“Can you scold him?” Jimin asked in a whisper.

Namjoon shook his head.

“I cannot either.”

He leaned out of the bed to grab Mochi.

“Just look into those eyes,” he held out the puppy to Namjoon, showing its muzzle.

Sighing, Namjoon scratched Mochi between his ears, patted Jimin on the head, and went to the bathroom to get some detergent and a mop.

“Those fatal bushes…” he yawned loudly in the corridor.

“We can perfectly hear you,” Jimin shouted back from the bedroom.

[snowpetaly]

Love Comes Around

♡ minimoni

Feel free to use 🤍 credits are welcome!

[seacharms]

Hey bestieee! Can I request for jm as a farther of three girls! He has all women in his life and he couldn’t love it more. A very dedicated husband and father. Very fluffy and very domestic ☺️☺️☺️

~Yeah sure~

It's been half a months since you and Jimin had your little girl, it was time for her special naming ceremony and Jimin had invited DA BOYZ, your parents and his parents. He kept it in the family.

~Time skip~

The first one to arrive was Namjoon and his wife, "Hey Jiminie, where is Y/N?" Namjoon asked Jimin as he handed Jimin a gift that he bought for the baby, "She is with the cutie", "Ok, I'll go and meet her, btw congrats again Jim ;)"

A few minutes later Yoongi came and then the rest of the members came. "Hey bud, missed you, looks like you have two baby girls now (If u know what I mean) *wink wink* said Yoongi while giving the killer smirk that everyone dies for (Sorry but Meows is my bias wrecker!)

~Some more time skip ~

It was time to reveal your cutie's name!!! "Hello everybody, now me and Y/N will reveal the name of our sweetheart!... And her name is …. Park Chaeyoung! X)

Your other two girls were running around the venue...least bothered for the new addition to the family since they both were jealous about not getting attention from their beloved father but they were still happy for you both knowing how much you loved kids and wanted a lot of kids. Your eldest was named Park Sooyoung and your now middle child was named Park Jiwon. You 5 lived happily ever after.

THE END!!

(Sorry I know this is short but I couldn't think more for this request since it isn't really..ummmm..how do I say this.... NOT DESCRIPTIVE enough!!! I AM VERY VERY SORRY but I can't write with such less details about the story, I will try and edit this post later if I get any ideas...) (VERY SORRY MOCHI STANS!!!)

[thatbtssong]

meant to be

summary: Namjoon and Jimin went to a museum date (but they don't know it is), turns to be the most romantic thing they do togheter.

or where Namjoon doesnt know how to tell Jimin that he loves him. like a lot.

tags: friends to lovers, nam is over heels for jm, also jm, shortau minimoni idontknowhowtousetags, thisismyfirsttimewrittinghere

hello! before u start reading i have to tell u that i speak spanish so,,,, english isnt my first language but i have a pretty good level i gues. i have this story runing on my mind since nam upload that pic with jm in the art gallery! and i cant sleep so im just writing, my first time writing about a ship!!! omg im so excited, hope u enjoy it! and pleaseeeee (please!!!!!) let me know what do u think pls :)

this was inspired from a tweet I SWEAR TO MY MOM THAT I SAW!!! AND I PUT THAT FCKN HEART ICON!!111!1!!!! but i dont find it anymore so now, the history behind the art work its fake ok peace out

Namjoon don't have any hope when he ask Jimin to come with him to this new art gallery that just open in town.

He knows Jimin also enjoys art, so, why not?

And why he was so douboting to ask his friend to come with him?

It's whats friends do, right? hang out and stuff like that. He has no reason to be so nerveous about hanging out with his long time friend Park Jimin.

But when he saw Jimin coming to the main entrance of the museum, he feels his hands shaking because how it's possible for a person to be this beautiful?

He can't see his smile while he's walking to his way but he swears he's doing that shy and shiny smile that tempts Namjoon to be ready to kneel down. He gulp, trying to disappear the nervousness.

It was just another friends outing, so why he feels like his heart it's going to explode when Jimin take of his mask just to show his beautiful smile.

"Hyung! Sorry for make you wait. I didn´t know the bus station was so far from here, I have to walk like fourteen minutes." says breathless, he is so ashamed to make him wait. But Namjoon don't mind.

Namjoon smile tendersly and put his big hand on the shoulder of the tiny man in front of him. Namjoon can feel the results of those sessions in the gym where they go together.

"Don't worry, Jimin, next time you should call me and I come for you on my bike."

The exibitions are beautiful, Jimin loves hearing Namjoon chat about his perspective about the scultures and art paintings, he loves how serious and passionate he sound about it.

Jimin also wonders if he is that way when he loves someone.

In the past ten years, since they met, Namjoon has only a boyfriend, but most of the relationship he was abroad. He was an art curator, the one who introduce Namjoon to the art and make him fall in love with it. Jimin barely hears about this guy, Namjoon barely spoke about him. He knows he was in England and that in the three years of relationship Nam travels four time to see him and the other guy just two.

One day, the pictures on instagram disappeared. And that was how Jimin knew Namjoon was already single.

In that moment, Jimin didn´t have any loving feelings for his friend, seriously, he was enjoying life.

But this man become brawny and spoke more (because he is a little shy, don't let his muscles distract you) and tell smart things that Jimin can´t help but developed a crush for him.

He was aware he is handsome, but when he was taken he didn´t see it.

Jimin is open about his loving feelings for his friend (only with his other friends), but he didn't want to make the first move. Not since that incident on Taehyung's birthday, when he was -not that- drunk and try to kiss Namjoon and he just move his face away and then, he just disappear.

The next day, he just want to hit his head against the wall.

Namjoon abrouptuly stops in front of a painting. This has different shades of color blue, like a mix between the ocean and the sky, a lot of squares that have inside white dots. He is complety absorved by this painting.

In someone else eyes, maybe this is too simple, too boring; but not in his. He knows what this painting means, he hear the painter interview. He read about it. He, also, was reading the description on the left side of the painting.

"In every ocean, In every sky, I´ll can find you. In every universe, I can find you. We are meant to meet, meant to be. No matter how long the road gets or how violent the storm become, we are wainting for eachother somewhere near."

There's a work of art in front of Jimin, actually there's a room full of works of art but he can't help. He can't help himself but fall in love with Namjoon everytime he's near him.

Namjoon doesn't know about his feeling, but maybe, he's aware. And if not, Jimin think he would have to be oh so naive.

"What do you think about this paint, Jimin-ah?" Namjoon ask, so offish.

Jimin clears his throat before he can says something. Yes, he enjoys art gallerys but he doesn´t know anything compared to Namjoon; he just like the colors from this painting, and he can say that the lightning it´s awesome.

"It's so cool hyung, I like the colors and those little dots," he says so sure of himself, even is this was just a vague reply.

Namjoon laughs a little under his breath, he finds Jimin so cute because he would never let him see insecure. He find that cute and wants to just kiss him until his lips burn.

"Yeah, it is. The painter made this in honor of his lover, he was searching to express his feeling about how he think he would find her in every life, no matter how many oceans or skies he has to cross," Namjoon sound so passionate about it that Jimin can´t help but get lost -again- into him, "I mean, I know you could maybe only see different shades of blue and white, but trust me, there's more behind it. I find it beautiful how subjective and interpretative art can be."

Namjoon sigh and Jimin can't help but feel jealous about some paintings. He want that Namjoon sigh for him.

If only he knows.

"Would you like to take a picture here? I think we contrast with this one." Namjoon ask after a few minutes in silence. He get more nerveous, thinking that maybe Jimin get bored.

"Oh, of course hyung, I would love it."

Namjoon reach a girl who was pasing by to ask her if can take a picture of them, and after a few shots, she returned his phone to him.

The tall boy is trying really hard to hide his smile, but why Jimin has to be the cutest boy in the whole world?

"We look good together, even if we are backwars" Jimin say softly while leaning his head on Namjoon's shoulder. To have a better view of the picture, of course.

"Yes, I think the same" Namjoon say without thinking. Jimin can feel him get tense.

"Nam, what would you think if here was painting of me?" Jimin ask, shamesless.

Namjoon is thinking in silence his next words. He is aware of what would he think, because he is afraid of the consecuences of his words could cause.

"That the painter is in love with you, because there's no way someone paints you witout loving you so much and make you a work of art."

Jimin knows he said it seriously, but it was too cute and fuuny at the same time.

"Hyung, you make me laugh"

Namjoon laughs too, but not in a funny way.

"I'm glad to make you laugh but im serious; I believe painters paint pretty skies and fancy gardens because they see the beauty in them, and they make those paints something beautiful and alluring to watch. You're a living work of art, Park Jimin."

Namjoon's eyes feels like they're seeing his soul, unlike Jimin's, that are lost in every inch of his face. He get lost inside his words and everything that adorns his handsome face.

"I've been waiting more than a year to hear from your lips that this feeling, that burns inside my chest, it's mutual. And it was more better than I'd ever imagine, hearing you said in your particular way to be."

They close the space between their faces joining their foreheads. Laughing but, this time, because they know there's no going back.

"Can I kiss you now?" Namjoon ask only for Jimin to hear. The younger boy laugh and it sound heavenly to the oldest.

"Only if you don't run away this time," Jimin jokes and Namjoon just shakes his heads laughing softly.

"You were drunk, what if I let you kiss me and the next day you said me it was a mistake? At that time, I already was deep down with you."

"Or maybe we could have saved all this wasted of time. Be brave, Kim Namjoon."

And after that life advice, Jimin kiss Namjoon. It feels like fireworks, like if they are the only ones in the art gallery.

If you think, this is romantic. Like a classic romcom. Jimin can't help but laugh inside his mind, now he is bussy kissing (finally) the man of his dreams. And the dirties too.

When the kiss is over, Namjoon look into Jimin's eyes again, his hands still in Jimin's puffy cheeks, but this time, he took a few seconds to look at Jimin's face; he can't believe he is actually this close to him.

"I really, really, really like you and I would love to be more than a friend to you," Namjoon confessed.

"More, like... a brother? Should I'd call you dude or something?" Jimin loves to joke and Namjoon maybe loves to roll his eyes for his antics.

"Whatever you want to be with me, as long you let me kiss you." He didn't lose the opportunity to left a quickly peck on his full lips.

Namjoon loves Jimin lips and he can't believe he has now the opportunity to kiss them whenever he likes.

"I want to be whatever with you, as long you let me hear all your bad jokes and smart chats that turns me on," Jimin says happily, unlike Namjoon who has to hide in the space of Jimin's neck to hide his blush.

He was so nervous at first, but now, he is happy.

Because no matter how much time they waste, they are meant to be.

And they will always going to find a way to them.

I start writing like aftermidnight and now its 4:30 AM omgggg my eyes hurt.

This is something short and cheesy but hope you like it! also is the raw version, i dont edit anything T.T but id surelly would do it.

PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT DO YOU THINK!!1!!!11!!!

[yeoubimoments]

daily fic rec

you are so gorgeous it makes me so mad by @/ameliabedelias

minjoon ✦ 10k ✦ teen modern, college/uni, fluff, humor

short and funny meet-cute! i honestly don't read a lot of fluff, but this is one of my favourites.

summary:

Park Jimin is Instagram famous. Or he was, until Kim Namjoon walked into one of his pictures and stole the spotlight.

[seoul-bros]

Minimoni photo discovery from 2014

Now this has a very different vibe from later photos. Jimin as cool dude and Namjoon as fabulous fluff ball. I like it.

Post Date: 11/02/2024

[peachjagiya]

A fun question

Which fictional trope (e.g. enemy to lover, bestfriend to lover, love at first sight, newly arranged married etc.) would suit all BTS ships?

Oh fun! I'm gonna out myself as a fanfic writer now 👀

I'm just going to write the first thing that comes to mind. No thoughts just vibes.

Namjin: established relationship 😂

Namgi: love/hate

Namseok: accidental marriage

Minimoni: College AU.

Taejoon: ... Fluff

Namkook: love at first sight

Yoonjin: cozy domestic

2seok: why did my brain immediately think "they have a kink in common" 😭

Jinmin: some kind of "five times they didn't kiss and one time they did" friends to lovers to friends.

Taejin: angels/demons AU.

Jinkook: chaos. Enemies to enemies.

Sope: grumpy-sunshine?

Yoonmin: long term pining; slow burn

Taegi: secretly soft.

Yoonkook: angst! HYYH.

Hopemin: Save The Last Dance For Me AU.

VHope: spin the bottle

Hopekook: High school AU.

Vmin: soulmates.

Jikook: ..... Let's be mature about it and say temporary love spell.

Taekook: friends to lovers; drunken confession; secret romance; canon-compliant 😏

Well this was fun. And it really is just for fun, ok?

Thanks anon. 💜

[cookiesuga55]

Cookie Jar 🍪

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Masterlist of bite-sized prompts, ships, and fics to devour

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Full Feasts: Fics on AO3

Winter Gains (Hybrid AU, Winter Weight, Bun Koo, Tiger Tae)

The Darkness I Love (Vampire Koo, Shadow Demon Joon)

Love You Can Handle (College AU, Online Relationship, Taekook)

The Gingerbread House (Hansel and Gretel AU, hybrids, dark w/g)

Stuffed Full of Love (Camboy/Mukbang AU, Namkook)

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Doughy Delights: Longer scenes to enjoy

Home Cooking, parts 1 and 2 (Namkook)

A Helping Hand: Seokjin's Feedism Cookbook (Seokjin)

Full of Life (Minimoni)

Under the Harvest Moon (Namkook)

A Seed of Doubt (Namkook)

Hunk Himbo x Slutty Kitty (Jikook)

Weighting for Love (Namkook)

Weight of the World (Jikook)

Royal Pet (Namkook)

Holiday Fluff (Yoonkook)

Jungkook's Guide to Surviving as a Single Omega (Namkook)

Hot Tub(by) (Jikook)

Primping for a Night Out (Jikook)

A Day All to Myself (Koo)

Chemistry Class (Namjin)

Weight Gain Denial pt. 1 (Koo)

Weight Gain Denial pt. 2 (Jikook)

Soft Feeder Yoongi (Yoonkook)

"You're Looking Well-Fed" (Taekook)

Breeding Bloat: ABO (Taekook)

Sugar Daddy Jin: Ask (Jinkook)

Sweeter than Sweet pt. 1 (Namkook)

Sweeter than Sweet pt. 2 (Namkook)

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Snack Packs: Imagines and AUs

Porking Up (Namkook)

A Few Years and a Few Hundred Pounds (Namjin)

Home-cooking pt. 1 (Namkook)

Weight of Love (Taekook)

Breeding Bloat: ABO (Namkook)

Drinks on Me (Jikook)

Good Things Take Time (Jikook)

Subscription Gainer (Koo)

Muscle Chub (Koo)

Try it on for Size (Jinkook)

Body Worship (Jikook)

Buffet Dates (Vmin)

More to Love (Minimoni)

Stuffed to Perfection (Joonie)

Greek Gods (Jikook)

People Say They Look Like Their Pets (Koo and Bahmi)

3-way: Namjinkook

Muscle (Koo) Chub (Joon)

Taekook Thread (ft. bulletproofscales)

BubbleBlob (Taekook)

Bulking Gone Right (Koo)

Meetcute (Taekook)

Science Nerd x Jock (Jikook)

Gaming Gains (Koo)

Weight Training (Jikook)

Royal Prince Jungkook

Open Mindset (Taekook)

Freshman 15? ...50? (Koo)

College Chub (Koo)

Courting Season (Jikook)

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Cookie Crumbs: Small Prompts

Autumn Chub (Jinkook)

Cream Before Bed (Koo)

Room to Grow (Namkook)

Tummy Love (WolfJoon)

Confident Chub (Jikook)

Hybrid Winter Gain (Koo)

Self Love (Koo)

Chubby Vampires (Taekook)

Self-Realization (Namkook)

Muffin Thread (ft. Huev0)

Xoxo, Sugar Cookie

🐞Side blog for all BTS dark feedism endeavors:

[downbad4yoongi]

Closer

For @bangtanwritershq June Big 3 Event:

pairing: Namjoon x Jimin

WC: 2571

au/genre: mutual pining, fluff, smut,

rating: MA

Tags/Inclusions: fountains, praise, outdoor sex

My big 3: sun (Capricorn) - member(s): minimoni, moon (aries) - where/how you (or they) met: dinner in Rome, rising (Gemini) - cliche trope: mutual pining

Thank you to @colormepurplex2, @moonleeai, and @heathfritillary-blog for betaing for me. Thank you @hisunshiine for the banner! <3

“I didn’t know you became telepathic?” 

Jimin jolts upright from his slouched position against the bar, his booted foot thudding hard on the tile as he straightens up.

He glances confused over his shoulder at his uncle, “What?”

“You’re staring at that boy. I figured you were reading his mind to take his order.”

Heat flushes up his neck and cheeks, “I–I was not staring!”

His uncle shoots him a withering look, “Boy, you were staring so hard I’m surprised he couldn’t feel it.”

Jimin huffs, snatching his server pad off the counter. He spins on his heel and heads out onto the restaurant floor. For the past few summers, Jimin has been spending time in Rome, enjoying time off school and working at his Uncle Kyubok’s trattoria.  He enjoys the more straightforward, slower time of Rome in the summer. However, this summer has been delightful, a feast for his eyes, ever since a tall Korean man stumbled into the eatery.

There are very few Koreans roaming around Rome. So, this one has caught Jimin’s attention. If his nationality wasn't enough, he would have surely noticed him due to his height. The customer is tall but not tall enough to be intimidating. His size pairs well with his demeanor. The stranger is pensive; Jimin has startled him from his deep thought several times this summer as he has enjoyed various delicacies. 

Even now, the man sits forward with his chin propped on a giant fist, deep in contemplation. Jimin approaches from behind, enjoying the broad spread of his shoulders under the stretch of the man’s thin cotton t-shirt paired with dark denim shorts and open-toed sandals. 

Damn, his legs go on for days. Jimin admires them the most when he wears shorts, exposing his thick thighs. 

Jimin gives a little shake of his head, snapping out of his ogling. He braces himself as he approaches the table, sure that this will be another incident of him accidentally startling the man. He steps into the customer’s line of sight with a bright smile pasted on. “Would you like another coffee? Perhaps some dessert?”

Like clockwork, the man’s shoulders jerk roughly, the movement is enough to jolt the small table he is sitting at. As much as Jimin tries, he cannot stifle the giggle that manages to escape him.

The man’s deep, dark eyes snap to him as his cheeks flush a light red. “What? What’s so funny?”

Jimin purses his lips, swallowing the remaining laughter before answering, “I’m sorry but you are. I don’t mean to be rude, but this is probably the fifth time this has happened over the past few weeks.”

The man huffs, “Well, maybe make more noise as you approach, and this wouldn’t happen.”

Jimin’s brow flies into his hair, “You’re in a trattoria. You should expect servers to approach you pretty regularly. It’s kind of part of the deal.”

The stranger flounders, failing to come up with a good retort. “Yeah. Um, I guess you are right.”

“What’s your deal anyway?”

The man’s brow furrows, unsure if he should take offense, “What do you mean?”

“I mean, why are you always lost in thought? You’ve been coming here for weeks and constantly staring off into the abyss.”

“Oh,” the man’s cheeks flush an even deeper red, “I am just still processing the art I finished viewing at one of the local museums.”

“Are you an art critic or something?”

“Or something,” he muses, “I’m an Art History student studying abroad. I’ve been visiting different museums to soak in the culture.”

Jimin hums under his breath, “I’m not even surprised. That totally fits your overall vibe.”

“I have a vibe?”

“Oh, definitely.” Jimin exudes confidence as he utters the statement with finality.

“Are you going to share what that vibe is?”

Jimins lips quirk up on the edges, “Sure, why not? Can I get a name first, though?”

“Namjoon.”

“Well, Namjoon, your vibe is definitely an old soul philosopher. Quite Descartes-like.” Jimin taps his notepad against his palm. “You constantly give off ‘I’m contemplating the meaning of life’ vibes.”

“Well, um–”

“Jimin.”

Namjoon tips his head toward him. “Well, Jimin, I want to be offended, but I can’t disagree for some reason. I do tend to contemplate a lot the meanings behind things, words, movements…” He trails off, waffling his hand in the air as he sits back. Namjoon’s thoughts scatter as the most captivating giggle tinkles through the air. Warmth spreads through his chest as Jimin covers his mouth with his pad, the server’s eyes morphing into crescents. Namjoon swipes his tongue across his lip, “What? What’s so funny?”

Jimin shrugs a shoulder and shakes his head. “Nothing at all. You seem very intelligent. Wish I could stay and talk more, but as you can see—” he motions to the eatery around him, “I’m rather busy.”.

“Oh, yeah.” Namjoon picks up the hint, “Right. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to keep you,” he glances down at his menu before pointing at something randomly to order, “I’ll have this.”

Jimin quickly jots it down and, with a slight bow, takes his leave. 

Despite the numerous places Namjoon had planned to check out during his time in Rome, he finds himself returning to the same local trattoria around the same time each day. All in hopes of interacting with the handsome server who has managed to draw him out of his shell. These interactions have quickly become a highlight of his experience, and he finds himself greedy for more. And now he has a name,  Jimin. 

Namjoon walks into the trattoria, unusually busy at this time of day, and snags a table just as a couple vacates. It hasn’t been bussed yet, but he doesn’t mind. He quickly gathers the dishes into a small pile to one side and waits to see Jimin again.

It’s not long before Jimin pushes out of the swinging kitchen door, his arms laden with food. He watches Jimin’s eyes sweep the space pausing on him when he notices the new guest. Jimin’s smile causes Namjoon’s lips to raise upward in greeting.

It takes a bit of time, but Jimin is finally able to make his way over to Namjoon’s table, which has since been cleared of the dirty dishes, and a fresh carafe of water has been delivered.

“Wow! So sorry about that. We got this sudden rush, and of course, today two of our staff are out,” Jimin gushes as he stands over Namjoon, who for once wasn’t startled at his approach.

Namjoon waves his hand, brushing the other man’s words off. “It’s alright. The wait wasn’t too bad.”

“Yes, it was, but I appreciate the lie.”

Namjoon laughs, the laughter growing as Jimiin mirrors his joy with his own giggle. Jimin grips the back of the chair across from Namjoon, but another guest catches his eye and waves him over. Jimin can’t hold back the sigh that escapes him. 

Before Jimin can apologize again, Namjoon interjects, “It’s alright. I’ll just have my usual. Go and help the other customer, he seems very insistent.”

With a grateful smile, Jimin heads off to see what the man needs. Unfortunately for both of them, Jimin is kept occupied for the remainder of Namjoon’s meal time, and before they know it, Namjoon is getting ready to leave. 

Jimin turns the corner and sees Namjoon standing, pulling bills from his wallet to leave on the table for his meal. Namjoon looks up just in time to see Jimin’s face fall as he rushes over.

“You’re leaving already?”

The taller man nods, “Yeah. I have a couple of tours I scheduled, and I need to head out.”

“We barely got to talk today,” Jimin pouts.

“Well, actually…” Namjoon trails off, ducking his head before taking a deep breath and pushing on, “Would you want to meet up outside of your uncle’s trattoria? Maybe enjoy a meal together?��

Jimin’s brows fly into his hairline, “Like a date?”

Namjoon blushes as he rocks on his heels, “Yeah, like a date.”

Jimin’s grin is blinding, “Definitely.”

Jimin walks along the cobbled pathway to the ristorante, where he told Namjoon to meet him. It’s one his close friend became obsessed with when he visited last summer; the restaurant specializes in fresh pasta and seafood dishes, which is a place Jimin is excited to share with Namjoon.

The heels of Jimin’s boots slow to a stop as they near the entrance when he sees Namjoon loitering nearby. He runs this lip through his teeth as he smooths his hands down the front of his dark green shirt tucked into a crisp pair of black jeans. 

Jimin is feeling confident in the style options he chose for tonight. His self-assurance was buoyed by the color tones he chose that perfectly complemented his chestnut locks and gold-toned jewelry. He admires that Namjoon picked similar options that highlight his best features.

Namjoon is leaning against a light pole out front of the ristorante, and he’s dressed in a park of dark denim pants with brown boots and a casual beige blazer over a crisp, white shirt. Jimin can’t help biting his lower lip as he takes in the wide width of the man in front of him; the blazer is doing everything in its power to get him on his knees and beg Namjoon for mercy. 

Unfortunately, Jimin’s heel snags a loose stone alerting Namjoon to his admirer’s presence, cutting his ogling session short. 

Namjoon’s face lights up when he sees Jimin. Jimin notices the tall man’s gaze rake over him from head to toe and back again. He can’t suppress the confidence boost blooming within at the involuntary sound of appreciation that echoes from the cavern of Namjoon’s broad chest.

“Hi, sorry I’m late.” Jimin initiates closing the distance between them, leaving only a hair's breadth of separation between their chests.

Namjoon shakes his head emphatically, “Late? You’re not late at all. I was anxiously early.” The pink tinge of his cheeks expands to envelope his neck as he ducks his head.

“Anxious?”

“How could I not be? I’m meeting the man I’ve been secretly admiring for weeks for dinner, and finally, it's without the distraction of other diners.”

Now, it’s Jimin’s turn to duck his head in embarrassment. “I’m not even sure how to real– I don’t know how to respond to that adequately, but just know the feeling is mutual.”

Namjoon’s plump lips spread into an ear-splitting grin, “I’ll take it!” He jerks his head toward the lit entrance, “Want to head inside?”

Jimin bobs his head bashfully and allows himself to be pulled along once Namjoon gathers his smaller digits in his much larger grasp.

With dedicated time to focus on each other, dinner flies by in a flurry of porcelain plates ladened with delicious food and glasses of wine. As the bill is being settled, Jimin suggests a walk through the surrounding area. Namjoon eagerly agrees, scooping Jimin's hand snuggly into his as they head back into the crisp night air.

Settling alongside each other, they enjoy the other's presence and the gentle noise of the evening. Jimin knocks his head against the taller man's shoulder, "Did you know Rome is home to over 2,000 Fountains? "

"Oddly enough, I did," Namjoon answers sheepishly.

Jimin giggles, "Oh yes, how could I forget you're the man with an encyclopedia of useless knowledge for a brain."

Namjoon balks, his cheeks tinging a deep pink. He's quick to regain his wits, though. "Hey, it was this encyclopedic brain that drew you in."

"Touché." Jimin leans into Namjoon, his other hand grabbing the man's thick bicep. "There's an adorable alcove near here with one of my favorite fountains. Want to check it out?"

"Lead the way, my kind sir." Namjoon grins proudly when that earns a peal of giggles from Jimin.

Gripping Namjoon's hand tighter, Jimin guides the pair down a few more winding streets. Moments later, they can hear the tinkling water before the alcove, set aside away from foot traffic, comes into sight. Namjoon is immediately able to understand why this is Jimin's favorite.

The fountain itself is moderate in size and relatively simple in design. The area surrounding the pool of water steals Namjoon's breath. A serene garden is spread out around them, lush greenery and delicate flowers are abundant. The pleasant slice of peace is surrounded by a ring of trees that creates the perfect halo to highlight the bright full moon above.

"Voíla!" Jimin announces. 

"Wow! This is indescribably beautiful, Jimin." Namjoon circles around the fountain and looks closely at some nearby plants. He glances up, and his breath is stolen once again by the gorgeous man before him.

The light of the moon perfectly highlights the graces of Jimin's visage. Namjoon can’t help but be drawn back to the side of the man he’s been adoring for several weeks. Standing this close, Namjoon can only barely hold back a weak moan by biting his lip. He wants every moment of this ingrained into his memory forever.

Namjoon may not have been as silent as he had hoped, as Jimin startles when he finally notices how close the other man has returned to stand beside him. He jerks back in surprise, and Namjoon’s firm grip flashes out to grasp his upper arm and prevents him from stumbling any further,

A breathy, “Thanks,” leaves Jimins lips right before Namjoon’s own plush lips crash against his. They cling to each other as lips parts, tongues tangle, and breaths exchange places. Jimin can feel nothing and everything all at once; he feels ecstatic and floating in the aether while simultaneously feeling the individual grip of every finger as he clutches Namjoon’s broad shoulders. 

Shadow and light intertwine as their own limbs find similar paths to weave them tighter together. Sanity and space fail to intervene as they claw at each other, fingers unfastening pants and tugging turgid cocks free of their confines. 

Desperate pants of air fill the space between them as they cede control to each other in a fraught plea to be closer. Agonized moans are torn from throats as Namjoon’s giant fist encircles both of them, providing them with needed relief.

Jimin tears his lips from the other man’s, his head falling to Namjoon’s shoulder with a sob as short, firm jerks of his cock send him further spiraling into delirium. 

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck…” Jimin whimpers with each catch of his glans against that of his lover’s. “More, fuck more!” Jimin begs feverishly.

Namjoon grunts, snapping his hips to increase the friction as his grip tightens around their lengths. His lips mouth Jimin’s ear as his free hand manipulates the diminutive man’s heavy sac, applying just the right amount of pressure. 

Breaths pass before Jimin tosses his head back and cries out into the open air, “Yesssss!” His hips jerk as he comes fast and hard, spilling across Namjoon’s pumping fist.

“That’s it, baby, yes, come for me,” Namjoon encourages, his movements speeding up as he chases his own completion, which comes within moments of Jimin’s and joins the stickiness already coating his hand.

They collapse against each other, panting. Thrills of pleasure randomly spike through them as they come down from their mutual high.

It’s Jimin who finally breaks the quiet with a soft laugh, “Imagine what could have happened if we had gotten out of our own way sooner?”

[miloca-ao3]

*Cozy Nights*

Jimin and Namjoon have cozy nights with their pets at home.

*Main tags: established relationship; domestic fluff; tooth-rotting fluff*

Here - https://archiveofourown.org/works/25571167

[vminhoes]

My fics Masterlist

Vmin:

Thinking of You

rated: E

historical/war au

based off "Thinking of You" mv

husbands!vmin

smut, fluff, angst

So just hold on (like you won't ever let go)

rated: E

gang au

drug lord taehyung, trophy husband jimin

smut, fluff, angst

I saw Daddy kissing Santa Claus

rated: G

married au

husbands!vmin

fluff

Nerd in the streets but a Freak in the sheets

rated: E

college au

law student/tutor jimin, athlete taehyung

pure smut

You're just a snitch. (I'm gonna make you my bitch)

rated: E

college au

jimin is a snitch, taehyung is over it

hate sex / revenge sex

smut, fluff, angst

My Alien

rated: E

alien invasion au

human jimin, alien taehyung

enemies to lovers

slow burn

soulmates

smut, fluff, angst

Taegi fics:

So cute

rated: E

college au

boyfriends!taegi

smut, fluff

Why don't you say "I love you" back?

rated: G

canon compliant

yoongi's vlive - "i won't leave until you say that word"

fluff

And they were roommates!

rated: E

roommates au

student taehyung, businessman yoongi

roommates with benefits

smut, fluff, angst

You scratch my back, I'll boy out yours

rated: E

coffee shop au

frat boy/barista taehyung, rapper yoongi

blackmail

smut, fluff, angst

Spoils of War

rated: E

royal/hybrid au

human yoongi, hybrid/alpha taehyung

enemies to lovers

smut, fluff, angst

Flower boy

rated: E

mafia au

drug lord yoongi, florist taehyung

mutual pining

smut, fluff, angst

There was only one bed

rated: E

college/university au

fake dating

only one bed trope

smut, fluff, pinch of angst

The best part of me was always you

rated: E

modern au

professor yoongi, artist taehyung

exes to lovers

smut, fluff, angst

I'll be gentle

rated: E

college/university au

college student taehyung, law student yoongi

first time / loss of virginity

smut and fluff

Broken Hearts Club

rated: explicit

alternate universe

teacher yoongi, mechanic/race car driver tae

friends with benefits

strangers to lovers

smut and fluff

Hold me close, I'll keep you warm

rated: explicit

omegaverse

cat hybrid yoongi, wolf hybrid tae

huddling for warmth

enemies to lovers

smut and fluff

Stop copying me!

rated: explicit

model taehyung, gamer yoongi

stubborn/petty taegi

enemies to friends with benefits to lovers

crack, smut, fluff

Dinner and a show

rated: explicit

college/university au, omegaverese

alpha taehyung, omega yoongi

tae helps yoongi through his heat

pining, mutual crushes, soft taegi

smut and fluff

Barbie Dreams

rated: explicit

sugar daddy au

sugar daddy taehyung, sugar baby yoongi

sugar negotiation to lovers

smut, fluff, angst

Printer jam

rated: explicit

office au

accountant yoongi, intern taehyung

pining, office crushes

desk sex

smut, fluff

Yoonjin:

Talk me down

rated: explicit

married yoonjin

modern setting au

yoongi and jin are in so in love

smut, fluff, pinch of angst

Minimoni:

Part of your world

rated: explicit

minimoni / minjoon

mermaid au

human Namjoon, mermaid Jimin

mutual pining

angst, fluff, smut

Yoonmintae:

Count me in

rated: E

throuple au

boyfriends!taegimin

top taehyung, switch yoongi, bottom jimin

smut, fluff, pinch of angst

Order up!

rated: E

threesome

boyfriends!vmin, poly taegimin

top taehyung, switch yoongi, bottom jimin

sugar daddy taehyung, sugar baby jimin, waiter yoongi

smut, fluff

Vminkook:

Look what the cat dragged in

rated: E

college au

roomates!vmin, frat boy jungkook

first time threesome

top taehyung, bottom jimin, top jungkook

smut

Yoongi x Maknae line:

Happy Birthday Yoongi!

rated: E

yoonkook, yoonmin, taegi

canon compliant

maknae line treat yoongi on his bday

smut, fluff

[hall0ween-twn]

LITTLE MISS STRANGE lyrics prompts

choose between corey, eddie or steve for a prompt with angst, fluff or smut. one lyric at a time please.

a/n: i'm not good at angst or fluff but i really wanted to use this as a practice. also, i just love this au and the story i've gotten to create with clemkruckinnie so much!! these songs are from my playlists and thought that fit the au a lot.

1 “your face on my ceiling, i fantasize.” 🎵 prisoner, miley cyrus feat. dua lipa

2 “i need somebody with a human touch.” 🎵 stop, spice girls

3 “but i made up my mind, i'm keeping my baby.” 🎵 papa don’t preach, madonna

4 “i'm the reason why you can't get to sleep.” 🎵 tangled up in me, skye sweetnam

5 “why do you only promise underneath the stars?” 🎵 in the dark, ava max

6 “i wish i’d never seen your face.” 🎵 change, pale waves

7 “if you really did care about me, it wouldn’t take another man to make you understand that you want me.” 🎵 same ol’ same ol’, pyt 

8 “the only thing i’m guilty of is giving you too much love.” 🎵 this is me, dream

9 “it's as if you know me better than i ever knew myself.” 🎵 pieces of me, ashlee simpson

10 “is there someone else? is there a place for me?” 🎵 summer night town (english version), coconuts musume

11 “but then i understand, the friend i’m dreaming of is far away.” 🎵 show me how, men i trust

12 “darling, if you only knew, all the things that flow through my mind.” 🎵 fantasy, mariah carey

13 “i'm more than willing to rot in hell with you.” 🎵 eternally yours, motionless in white

14 “does your mother know that you’re out?” 🎵 does your mother know, abba

15 “they’re bringing up my history but you weren’t even listening.” 🎵 lavender haze, taylor swift

16 “i fell in love with that person i see everyday.” 🎵 romantic ukare mode, miki fujimoto

17 “you take my hand, and you say you've changed.” 🎵 too little too late, jojo

18 “it’s useless crying over how i was too late to be honest with you.” 🎵 bitansan, juice=juice

19 “you're not the one i'm supposed to love.” 🎵 tell my mama, christina grimmie

20 “we were right 'til we weren't.” 🎵 flowers, miley cyrus

21 “i thought it was a one-sided love, but was i wrong?” 🎵 crazy about you, minimoni

22 “no one else has made me fall as hard as what i have for you.” 🎵 no one else, reachback

23 “baby don't be gentle, i can handle anything.” 🎵 right where you want me, jesse mccartney

24 “and i only need a little time to satisfy this craving that i'm feeling inside.” 🎵 scary, britney spears

25 “i want to treasure my smile for the person i love.” 🎵 i wish, morning musume

26 “i hate the way you still know everything about me.” 🎵 unforgettable, the best week ever

27 “i can't contain my joy 'cause i finally found the boy i've been missing.” 🎵 i can hear the bells, hairspray

28 “guess mine is not the first heart broken.” 🎵 hopelessly devoted to you, grease

29 “shut your mouth and lose them tighty-whities!” 🎵 dead girl walking, heathers

30 “possible she wants you too.” 🎵 kiss the girl, the little mermaid

[longstoryoongi]

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