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gukptune · 6 years ago

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— user: 95mochibuns, 2 (m.)

↛ jimin x reader

everyday you sit on the same overly expensive gaming chair and play games on stream, with the occasional trip to the bathroom, eating and well, watching your favourite camboy’s streams. never in a million years did you think you’d be chatting up your biggest crush, neither did you imagine he’d figure you out so easily

↛ genre: camboy!au, streamer!reader, smut

↛ warnings: explicit language, masturbation, phone sex, public sex, use of a sex toy, rough, spanking, thigh fucking (inspired by one of my other upcoming fics), oral (cunnilingus), etc.

↛ words: 5k+

↛ note: part 2 and end of mochibuns! hope you’ll enjoy and thank you for the patience for this part.

Hey. It was that hey that had your head ravelled up in a twist. How were you meant to respond to your ultimate crush and the guy who’s made your life so hard for the past few months or so, fuck. You didn’t know how to respond, so you didn’t.

You went through your day as if nothing had bothered you, well you tried. Constantly feeling an itch on the back of your head reminding you of something you weren’t confident enough to do, gosh, what were you so scared of. You finished your day at University like usual and made your way home with a fresh new game to stream.

Even though, it wasn’t your usual stream day you had to race against time, you didn’t want to see any possible spoilers or anything at all about the game. You wanted to experience it first and hoped that your fans would appreciate your enthusiasm for the game.

As you settled yourself down with a change of clothing for comfort your eyes glanced at the phone on your desk, at least if you responded now you had no time to be embarrassed or overthink you needed to stream.

Taking a deep breath you managed to respond with something quite lacklustre.

you: hey :) [21:23]

You rubbed your face with your palm, cursing at how lame that was. But you had to move on from it. Jumping on a surprise livestream as your fans joined in with speed.

“Hello, everyone, welcome welcome! I hope you’re all excited and happy about this surprise stream as you know I’ve been waiting for this moment since my childhood and finally it is here! It’s here early!” You exclaimed, clapping your hands still not revealing the surprise to your fans as they commented questions and responses.

With a large smile you continued, “Finally! I have in my hands the long awaited Resident Evil 2! Thank you so much to Capcom for sending me the game before many and allowing me to show the first part to you guys. Resident Evil 2 comes out tomorrow on all platforms so get your copy to play along with me.”

myherotodoroki: so excited!

ghoulingtokyo: holy shit you got early access! yesss!

joker_r: let’s all be prepared to cry in fear

“I’m honestly terrified but I have you all to carry me,” You laughed, knowing that you were definitely going to take your entire life to get through this damned game.

Reading the ever so flooding comments you couldn’t help but hear the constant buzzing of your phone through your headphones as nothing was playing through it but the title screen with low music.

You were hoping your followers wouldn’t notice it as you tried to ignore it, it must’ve been him it couldn’t be anyone else. You weren’t particular texting people all the time and well, most of your notifications were turned off.

You continued into the game as you interacted with your audience, seeing the rolling comments helping you through the game and praising you through tough moments. Any time a zombie would show up your heart would explode and well, everyone seemed to like it.

Then surprisingly a donation came through, which you forgot to turn off, your audience doesn’t donate as you’ve told them many times before you didn’t need them but you’d get the occasional newbie or weirdo who’d donate so you’d read their comment.

MOCHI has donated $50

mochi: Why don’t you answer my texts...? :’(((((

Your eyes nearly bulge out of your head, you might’ve stuttered a little, the concerned comments of your audience had you worried that they might’ve thought it was something bad.

“It’s alright guys, just a friend I was playing hard to get with,” You eased the tension in the chat box. Eyeing that damned comment as it went away slowly.

As you ventured on you knew you’d have to answer him before he freaks everyone out again, you excused yourself for a second to go to the bathroom as you swiped your phone along with you nonchalantly.

You pulled the toilet cover down as you sat on it, looking at the few texts that Jimin had sent, immediately making you open it and read it.

jimin: Finally, i’ve been waiting! [21:23]

jimin: I see that you’re quite busy though. :( [21:24]

jimin: Am I not worth your time? [21:24]

jimin: I’m just kidding, that’s cheesy. [21:24]

You rolled your eyes at his visible clinginess that you never knew that he’d be for you.

you: you freaked everyone out you jerk. [21:48]

As if immediately like he was awaiting your response.

jimin: I’m sorrrryyy, I just wanted to talk to you. [21:49]

Gosh, he was cute. It was surely him, you had checked if it was him. His twitter was indeed himself with many followers and pictures of him. You just couldn’t believe it.

you: and it had to be right now? [21:49]

jimin: Wellll, I texted you last night! [21:50]

Right, he did. And you didn’t respond.

jimin: I want to call you. [21:53]

Fuck. You couldn’t say no to that, it was Park Jimin for fucks sake. You eased up and sent your phone number to him casually. He had seen it and seemed to be calling you. With a blink of an eye a random number was calling, must’ve been him.

You answered, hearing not much but heavy breathing.

“Hello?” You said, hoping for at least some sort of sign that he was at least a live and is himself.

You could hear a bit of a tussle before a response, “Oh, shit, hey, hello.”

His chuckle running through your ears, you felt as if you were watching his lives instead of actually talking to him. With that you could hear a tinge of his accent, “I’m so sorry, I forgot that I was the one that called.”

“How are you?” he adds quickly, his voice wavering.

“I’m alright, I was streaming until you know...” You teased.

You could hear him huff, “Ops, I guess. Aren’t you in the bathroom? Peeing?”

“Nope, I might’ve lied, didn’t want you to freak people out even more. They literally thought you were some stalker, Jimin!” You laughed, explaining to him the situation hoping he’d not do it again.

He lets out a groan for some odd reason, “Uh, could you say my name again, please?”

You didn’t see why not so you did, “Jimin?”

That’s when he lets out a rather strangled moan, fuck, was he really?

“_____, you wouldn’t have happened to notice how we’re so effortlessly casual with eachother? As if we know eachother?”

You swallowed, not really following in what he was saying, “Uhm, I’m not sure what you mean, I assume you know me since you do follow me— sorry for not noticing it before.”

Of course you had fucking noticed that he followed you.

He let’s out a chuckle, a breathy one, “Yes, I do watch your streams but you seem to be very friendly to me, even though you seemingly don’t know me, you surely don’t follow me, I’m just a stranger, right?”

His voice lingering in your ears as you tried to process what was actually going on. You must’ve taken your time as he spoke before you could.

“I do keep track of the members on my account, I check their profiles every now and then, I think you should change your email— the one on your twitter strangely matches that of one, peachbubbles.”

Oh for fucks sake. You were dead, ruined, you can’t come back from his. Maybe your silence fed into his victory, he’s exposed you pretty much, was this his true intention. Why were you stupid enough to use your own email.

“Don’t worry about it, only I can see the email, love,” He hisses as the end as if he was in pain.

Making you wonder, “Hey—are, are you in pain or are you...”

He lets out a laugh, an octave lower than his usual tone.

“You’ve figured me out again, I was wondering how long it would take it.” He reveals without a care in the world.

You nearly scream, but kept it in knowing your stream was still running, “What the fuck, how are you so shameless?”

“Oh come on, I know you’re damn kinky, _____, if you don’t remember I occasionally jack off to your pretty face and you just so happened to bless me with a surprise stream where I could see your pretty plump red lips scream, in fear but I pretend it’s for me.”

He was good, he knew what to do to make a girl squirm. God, you were squirming in your seat already, he made it hard, so hard. You were dripping, you could feel the wetness below you sinking into your sweatpants.

You needed to go now.

“Look, Jimin, I have to go,” You rubbed your head in frustration, “I have people waiting.”

Jimin whines audibly, “Wait, please. We could—”

“I really want to, god I do, but they’ll get suspicious. My fans are nosey... also I promised someone to play tonight—”

“Urh, who’d you promise, one of your guy friends, god, if you stream that shit I’ll get so fucking jealous,” He groans, you could hear the slapping of skin through the speakers he was going at it hard.

“Maybe it is, maybe I’ll stream it. I’m sure you could get yourself off just watching my pretty lips right, I’ll talk to you later.” You ended the call before he could respond, you could practically here the phantom of his own frustrations.

You tried to get your mind off the imagery of him jacking off, reminding you of last night and his glorious dick, you actually talked to him. Him. You weren’t about to fangirl over a damn camboy but you fucking are.

You woke up without a care in the world, stretching over your pillows, cozying into your fluffy sheets. Pretty much letting out moans at how comfortable you feel. Then of course, getting a sinking feeling knowing that you had to get up to University soon. It was always the worst part, getting up, after that everything was simple and easy.

That’s when you notice the message on your phone screen, blinking back at you.

jiminie: Where do you happen to live again? [8:12]

You blinked for a second wondering why he would ask that. You then proceeded to write back the city you currently study in, he seemed to be taking a while to respond after reading it.

jiminie: Well, isn’t it a coincidence that I happen to be here? :0 [8:15]

You froze for a second, he was here. As in breathing the same air as you right now. The question that stayed on your mind was why he was here, he lived in Seoul.

you: 0.0 [8:16]

jiminie: I happen to have been invited to a birthday party, of a friend. I mostly agreed knowing I’d be able to see you. [8:17]

jiminie: Surprise? [8:17]

It hadn’t been the longest time you two had texted back and forth, it was difficult with the time differences but both of you seemed to like staying up late in the night. He tuned into your streams as you did his as usual. Maybe making you feel a sense of pride knowing that every time someone would ask him how it was between you he’d pretend nothing had happened and play it off. Reading all those comments of girls wanting him, yet here he was completely and only focused on you.

He would even mouth your name as he came every now and then, as cheesy as it was winking to the camera knowing that you would be the only one to be able to catch that.

Maybe it made you wonder if he had anyone else, it would be strange to think that he wouldn’t have had anyone else. He didn’t seem like that type of guy but he must’ve had someone before right... or you had too much faith in him.

You guys hadn’t called or video chatted the same way that night nearly went, it was strange, he was only asking you about you. Maybe he did like you and want to know you.

In the end both of you were interested in each other first and for-most for each other’s looks, what you saw online.

you: i have uni :( [8:22]

jiminie: I can meet you after, I’ll pick you up? [8:23]

You wondered if that would be a good idea, after all you would get off super late.

you: uhm [8:27]

jiminie: Do you not like the idea? I could always wait elsewhere? [8:27]

you: it’s not that [8:28]

you: i have practice, it ends pretty late in the evening :[ [8:28]

jiminie: What kind of practice? [8:29]

you: volleyball [8:29]

jiminie: 0.0 [8:32]

jiminie: Really? [8:32]

you: yea... [8:32]

jiminie: Shit, that’s kinda hot. Am I allowed to watch? [8:34]

you: omg. and i think so? there’s no rules against it and we get parents around sometimes [8:35]

jiminie: Fuck, I honestly thought you just didn’t want to see me. And, now I get to see you in tight little booty shorts, am I dreaming? [8:35]

you: of course i want to see you loser! [8:37]

you: dreaming? thought you stopped being cheesy. [8:37]

jiminie: Never baby. [8:39]

jiminie: Get to school, loser. I’ll see you after! <3 [8:39]

At least he gave you some sort of motivation to get the day over with. You still couldn’t believe it, or believe him. Were you really going to see him, was he honestly even real. You won’t even believe it until you could see him with your own eyes.

Beads of sweat dripped down your chin as you leaned over on your knees trying to catch your breath. Eyes shut from the world as you tried to lower your heart rate. You of course were running laps around the court because your teammate couldn’t stop a spike, it was brutal.

Even if your spikers were some of the best in the country the blockers needed to be better or at least good enough to catch up. As a team you needed to take the punishments together and well you all hated laps and that’s what you had to do.

As you finished first you could hear your teammate chanting her apology comedically as she ran, maybe you laugh, though choking in pain as well from catching your breath.

You went over to the bench and pulled your shorts out from being completely attached to your bottom. Picking up your water bottle, you looked around at the spectators but nothing.

No sign of him.

Maybe he lied, you rolled your eyes thinking that you’ve just hoped for the best and go the worst which wasn’t something that happened often. You were taught to hope for the best but prepare for the worst, and you were prepared. Prepared to just walk your ass home after practice.

With that and a call out from your coach you jogged over to join the team as you finally began to actually play versus. Your team only had the best and weren’t so plentiful so you were to practice with the boys team which in all honestly was not as good as you. They are bigger, hit harder but that made your team extremely resilient and able to take physically larger opponents but well you can’t say much for their skills.

When practice ended you were still picking up the rest of the equipment with it being only you and a few of the boys left. Most of the girls had ran into the locker rooms and showered, leaving as quickly as they can to do what they needed after.

You took your time, knowing that you weren’t in need of rushing for anything or well anyone. You’ve put away all you could and grabbed your duffle bag including the rest of your things and headed into the locker room.

Humming a tune you looked around seeing no one in sigh, plopping your bag down on the ground you opened your locker and pulled out your school bag and extra clothes to change into.

You had thought no one else was here but you could hear rather loud cracking steps, turning around with your hands still fumbling through the locker you saw no one. Thinking it was someone rummaging through their locker on the other side.

You pushed the thoughts away as you finished up, shutting your locker until you left a strange presence. That strange presence of something behind you.

“You are truly good at hiding that ass in those sweats.”

You screamed before turning around, throwing your handful of clothes towards the voice. Having all of that just fall into the person’s hand as he caught it.

Jimin’s eyes widened before realising how scary it must’ve been, “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

His smile nearly blinds you as you stare back at him blankly completely still no knowing how to react to him being in here.

“I—uh, had to sneak in, I assumed your school doesn’t let guys into the girl’s locker room,” He smiled again, handing your the clothes as he hopped over the bench in between the two of you.

You took the clothes back, hugging them close to you, replying breathlessly, “I thought you ditched me.”

“I would never. Traffic’s a mess here.” His hand coming up to brush your hair off your face as you closed your eyes to feel his palm falling against the shell of your ear.

Opening them to see that he’s stepped much closer to you now, feeling his breath on your face.

“Why did it sound like you were wearing heels?” You teased, looking down at his choice of footwear.

He lifted his heel up to show you his shoes as he brushes fingers through his hair, “I guess they’re kind of heels.”

“You’re lucky you didn’t slip in here with those shoes.”

Jimin’s hand fell towards the base of your neck and his other hand made it’s way up your waist, “I’m lucky haven’t been caught getting in here with these clicky heels.”

“That is true, you’re lucky to have bypassed the boys team lurking around,” You smiled, feeling his hand squeeze at your side pulling you to him.

Finally, taking a fully look at him. He didn’t sport his coloured contacts, neither is his hair a light blonde, more of a light brown now. He looked even better in person and well, if you get to it he’s dressed so effortlessly well enough to make you crawl on your knees.

He must’ve noticed your silence and wandering eyes. Taking his bottom lip in between his teeth the man let his hand slide down towards his most anticipated attraction.

Taking a rather mighty squeeze at it, making you let out a breathy gasp right at his cheeks as he pulls you up.

His lips now skimming over your ear, “You make it so hard, you’re making me so fucking hard.”

If anytime was the time now was it. You placed your lips against his cheek, letting it attach and pull away with a pop, “Oh yea? Why don’t you show me.”

He lets out an audible breath of amusement as turns you around and pushes you down onto the spacious bench. Keeping himself stood tall, “I knew you were kinky as soon as I laid eyes on your Devil May Cry walkthrough, baby, watching me all those times before we talked too.”

“My dirty girl,” He bites his lips as he groans, his thumb playing with your bottom lip as he undoes his belt skill-fully with one hand. Allowing your excitement to brew as you squeezed your thighs together, arching your back with your head looking up at him.

Moaning into his thumb as he pushes it through your lips, letting your tongue play with it as your eyes batted at him lustfully.

As soon as he let his erection out of it’s tight holding you were shocked to see now strained the thing looked. He must’ve been holding it in for the longest time, “Painfully hard it seems, huh?”

Gracing your fingers against it, he shudders as he watches you ingulf his thumb, as if it was his cock you went hard. He could practically be drooling at the sight infront of him, “Like I said, teeny tight booty shorts on that juicy ass.”

He choked on a moan as soon as your hand took him, he was relatively large, thick more than anything. Wet and hot, enough to make you want to take him already, it would just fit so perfectly.

As soon as you began to pump back and forth on him you seemed to get stuck on the way to his pelvis, his long shirt covering the top part from your eyes. With that he takes his hand away from you, with a lewd pop he grins at the string of spit dragging between them.

He pulls up his shirt to show you what had been in the way, of course it was a cockring.

“Thought you’d like it, baby.”

You did, the tight band holding his cock making it enlarge in size by the mere pressure. You could see the small bullet on the top part of it, god, that would feel so good.

“I want you so bad,” You whined, pulling at his top and running your hand underneath it to feel his ripped body underneath.

He hummed in return looking around as if unsure of the choice of location, “I don’t know, baby, I’ve never done it in public before, are you sure about this. I won’t be able to stop if you let me.”

As much as he was a self titled porn star, the boy only appeared to his fans by himself, never had he had a girl with him. Yet, here you were about to let a camboy fuck you against a bench in your team’s locker room, what had you become.

“Please, Jimin.”

As if animalistic-ally, he groans pushing you back into the bench allowing you to lay against the grooved surface. He pulls his shirt over his head with one motion and continues to pull his pants down over his thighs, giving you a full sight of all his glory. As he if was allowing you a moment to take it in, the boy’s abs flexing as he breathed, his unshaven navel dragging your eyes to his jewels.

You furrowed your eyebrows with a pout as if rushing him, making him sniffle a chuckle as he kneels over on the relatively spacious bench by your legs, pulling them apart to see your shorts drenched from your own juices.

“Baby’s all wet for me, huh? Fuck, I can’t wait to fuck your insides out,” He growls, reminding you much of his teasing when he’d do his livestreams. Your core clenching against itself, wanting some sense of friction with his holding your thighs back.

His hands made quick work of the tight shorts, grabbing them by the elastic on your waist he pulls them down along with your panties leaving you bare from the bottom and sporting only your long sleeve uniform top.

Instantly the man slid his finger down your slit, making your breath hitch as your body reacted to the long awaited touch. Your hips thrusting up at him wanting more, he listened and bites his lip dragging his fingers down towards your clenching hole not getting a touch on your clit.

“Uh—ah,” You moaned as soon as his fingers began teasing your leaking self, your lips parted letting out heavy breaths constantly. Trying your best to keep your eyes on the sight with your elbows holding you up.

Without a warning he plunges into you, two fingers dragging in and out of you with a curve, giving you only sensations of pleasure. You were fucking wet and he couldn’t wait to taste that.

Jimin pulled you up by the back of your thighs to hoist your bottom into his lap, feeling his large erection pressing against your ass as his tongue flattens against you nearly making you scream from simulation or the lack of simulation on your clit now having a full on twist and twirl on it.

He sucked and ate you out like he was starved, his fingers deep inside of your as he curls his fingers at the right spots, allowing your first high to come, “Fuck, come for me baby, I want you to drench me.”

And that you did, as you came down you wanted to feel him, rushing to place your hand over his shoulders as for the first time you two had your lips against eachother. You could still taste yourself against his tongue, but it didn’t matter, it was dirty, hot and wet. Your lips moving against eachother like no tomorrow, Jimin letting out grunts past his lips as you felt his cock twitch against you.

“Fuck me, Jimin,” You mumbled against his lips, he curses with a smirk on his face and pushes you down with his weight. Leaning over you he runs his lips against your neck, nipping and biting at the skin that he could before his hands push your top up over your chest.

He grunts from the sight of your breasts and immediately pulls the bra up over to free them, fucking them with his tongue as his hand played with himself. Pulling at his balls as he wetted himself with your cum.

Jimin hisses as his lips came back up and brushed against the side of your ear, “I can’t let you have me that easily baby, you should know, I fucking love teasing.”

Of course he did, you whined as you smacked him against his biceps knowing that you were hoping for it too much.

He picks up your legs and held them together as he lifted them to place them over his right hip, “We’re going to play a little more.”

He puts one of his knees up on the bench from what you could see as his other leg braces him against the ground, pulling his pants lower down his thighs to show you how nice they were, fuck, they were thick.

He takes a hold of your hands that were holding onto him and pushes them over your head, “Keep ‘em up or I won’t fuck you, alright.”

Dominant Jimin was the best kind of Jimin when he was horny, shit, his eyes were dark and his goal was to make you and himself feel good. You nod gripping onto the end of the bench with your arms up over your head.

Something you’ve never experienced began, he slipped his cock through your thigh brushing it against your lips. You rolled your head back at the strange new sensation of having his cock head slipping back and forth between your thigh and running against your clit so hard.

“Never done this before?” He grunts, thrusting back and forth as you watch his tip leaking precum.

You shook your head, your eyes nearly rolling to the back of your head from the precise clit stimulation, “No-fuck, I feels so good, what the fuck.”

“It’s about to feel much better.”

He takes a moment to pause before turning on his cock ring, and going right at it. The vibrating ring hitting your clit whenever he’d fuck past the hilt, you watched as his cock head appeared and disappeared every time he’d thrust.

You couldn’t keep it in anymore, you mouth speaking for itself as your stomach clenched and shook from the insane pleasure. Overstimulation at it’s best, you wanted to scream but also didn’t want to get caught. Dropping your head back as you could feel yourself clenching so hard without anything inside, never had you felt like cumming so fucking hard.

Jimin’s breathing chokes up as he nears his high too, with his cock tip pooling with cum he skillfully slips himself inside of you, the rough and fullness making tears pool out of your eyes. Jimin’s pleasure was audible now, not able to hold himself in anymore.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, this ring isn’t making things-easier, fuck.”

Spluttering as he nearly creams himself, he leans over you and begins to kiss down your neck, whispering dirty things to you, “Baby girl, you’re taking me so well, fuck- come on, come real hard for me.”

God, he had his ways with words as your body reacts on it’s own. Clenching hard against his thick cock and with the added vibrating ring you were gone. Jimin didn’t last much longer as he thrusts a last time as he bottoms out inside you letting himself fill you whole.

He awaits your breathing and pulls out, watching the cum leak as he did. He squints turning off the ring as he pulls it through his dick and drops it against the ground. Rubbing his hand up and down your thigh as your collected yourself.

Pulling your bra down as well as your top, you sat up feeling the hot cum still coming out of you. Sitting on Jimin and your own hot cum felt strange, strangely hot.

You grinned, bringing a hand up to place on his cheek as you pulled him in for a kiss, “That was way too good.”

Jimin shyly laughed, rubbing his head.

“Honestly, I think you ruined plain penetration for me.”

He shakes his head, turning to bite your hand playfully, “I could still make you cum harder with just my plain dick and some hard fucking, baby, next time I’d prefer doing this in a bedroom.”

“Same, it’s so damn humid now.”

“Think that’s our fault, the heat and the wet floor.” You both looked down at the mess you both made, you laughed wrapping your arm over his shoulder and peppering his neck with kisses.

He chuckles, wrapping his arm around your waist tightly, “You know, I’m obligated to shoot tonight.”

“Wanna give my audience a fucking lesson?”

c. 2019

#jimin #park jimin #jimin smut #bts smut

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ao3feed-namkook · 4 years ago

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thunder roars but your love is louder

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2ZsP83n

by peachbubble

A storm and a deadline are determined to ruin Namjoon and Jungkook’s weekend trip.

They would have succeeded, had they not forgotten that rain can wash away frustrations and a kiss can dispel fear.

Words: 3229, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Jeon Jungkook, Kim Namjoon | RM, the laptop is the antagonist, the storm probably counts as a character

Relationships: Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM

Additional Tags: Romantic Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Fluff, im not gonna put fluff in again I promise, Soft Kim Namjoon | RM, Soft Jeon Jungkook, Kissing, Gentle Kissing, No Angst, No Smut, pg family friendly, lrt just one lip kiss, a kiss that makes joon very happy but still just the one kiss, and some hand holding and cuddling, Alternate Universe, Established Relationship, Established Jeon Jungkook/Kim Namjoon | RM, okay I think I’m done, Hope you enjoy

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2ZsP83n

#namkook #bts #namkook fic #bangtan #kookiemonster #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts fan fiction #jeon jungko

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killingmebtob · 7 years ago

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What Can I Do? ~Mini-Series~ 4: Wrapping Up // Lee Minhyuk

Author: @killingmebtob // Sara

Mini-series: What Can I Do?

Part 4: Wrapping Up

Author’s Note: We’re almost at the end. Please give me about one to two more parts to really wrap this up. Enjoy and please do let me know what you think. Hehe. :)

Summary: Lee Minhyuk, the all-around and athletic idol, finally meets (Y/N), a female idol well-known in the industry, who doesn’t seem to swoon and fawn over him like most of the female idols he met before.

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 5

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Your name: submit What is this?

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The rest of the shoots became a blur as they started to wrap up the web drama. Both idols became loaded with other work as the days rolled. It was difficult for the both of them to spend time together after filming because they both had to rush to other venues for their own schedules. While (Y/N) was busy with recording and album preparations, Minhyuk was occupied with BTOB schedules—some of which were overseas.

Jiyoung watched over the female idol with worried eyes as they were on their way to the set. (Y/N) had her eyes closed but her mind was filled with so many thoughts that it kept her awake. Last night’s recording ended way past 2 in the morning earlier today. Then at 5 in the morning, she had to go back to the studio for a meeting and recording with a different composer. Now was the only time she had for rest and she wasn’t getting any of it.

The same could be said about Minhyuk who just got back from an overseas joint concert. He smiled at their fans who welcomed them at the airport. He and the other members of BTOB walked briskly. Minhyuk was riding a different vehicle because he was heading straight to the filming location with Daegyeom.

“Hyung,” Sungjae slyly grinned as he wiggled his eyebrows knowingly. “Have a good time,”

The other members chuckled as they bid Minhyuk goodbye for the meantime. They all told him to do well and to not forget to rest. He returned those words before he entered the van. Minhyuk didn’t have much time to wave at the fans but he still stuck his hand out as the vehicle moved past them.

Instead of resting, he decided to check his SNS accounts and the happenings around the virtual world. There were only a few things that caught his attention. It seemed like nothing much happened while they were away. He was about to close his SNS app when he saw an article that made him curious. The male idol didn’t know what to feel about it.

PeachBubble at 2018: 3 Years Since Disbandment

It’s been four years since 4-member idol group PeachBubble disbanded due to differences in goals. Let’s look back at their journey as we cross our fingers for a possible reunion.

2011

PeachBubble debuted in May with their single Oh My! from their mini-album Hear Me. The public’s reception of the group was average. They released a second mini-album in November that was filled with songs for the winter season.

2012

PeachBubble released two mini-albums this year as they slowly built their fan base. It was during this time that the group went around universities to promote their songs. The group ventured out into the genre of ballads in an attempt to grasp the public’s interest.

It was at this time that the group appeared in different variety shows with other groups in the industry.

Late in 2012, (Y/N) was casted for a minor role in a web drama series.

2013-2015

There were barely any group activities from PeachBubble in 2013 to 2015 aside from their comeback in the third quarter of 2013. The members took on solo projects to promote the group’s name.

Seo Yeon started appearing in musicals. (Y/N) released an OST and worked on three dramas, one of which she was casted for a major role. Sunhee and Haewon became hosts of different television shows. Haewon also ventured into becoming a DJ for a radio show.

2016

Fans of PeachBubble were anticipating the comeback of the group in mid-2016 after a photo of them in the studio was uploaded in their official SNS accounts. However, a surprising announcement was made by their agency that the group would not be pushing through with their comeback. It was also included in the announcement that Sunhee and Haewon would be transferring to a different company while Seo Yeon and (Y/N) would be staying with their current agency.

A month later, (Y/N) announced that she will be coming back with a solo album that would start her career as a solo artist. The female idol received numerous amounts of backlash from fans saying that the reason why the group disbanded was because of her solo debut and her focus on dramas.

The other members were quick to debunk the issue saying that there was a conflict of interest between the group, the members, and the agency itself.

2017

Sunhee and Haewon debuted as a duo in their new company late in 2017. Haewon stepped down from her radio show due to health complications.

Seo Yeon left the idol life to pursue her musical career. That year, she landed three different major roles.

(Y/N) released a few solo tracks, some of which were OSTs.

2018—Present

Early this year, Sunhee released her own fashion line for ladies called sunSHE.

Solo artist (Y/N) is also currently working on a web drama that is set to show late in spring.

It is rumored that the duo Sunhee and Haewon will be making a comeback in the next 2 months.

Seo Yeon, on the other hand, started teaching in a well-known university for the arts as she continued her musical career.

It seems like the members of PeachBubble continue to shine bright as they continue on in their own paths. While still a few years away, we’re hoping that the group will release a reunion album on their tenth year.

“So that was today,” Minhyuk uttered under his breath.

“What was today?” Daegyeom asked because he was startled by the idol’s sudden words.

“Huh? Ah, it’s nothing,” the male idol chuckled as he waved dismissively. When Daegyeom shrugged and faced forward again, Minhyuk sighed as he wondered about what the girl was possibly feeling.

“Cut!” The director called.

Minhyuk eyed the female idol who let out a heavy sigh. It was apparent that there was something on her mind even if she seemed like she was doing well while filming. The male idol was wondering if he should ask but (Y/N) was already walking to the screen to review the shot. He huffed as he followed the girl. There was an awkward feeling inside him as his eyes shifted between the girl and the screen.

“Let’s do a retake,” the director commented.

(Y/N) bit her lip as she nodded. “Okay. I’m sorry. I’ll do better,” she said. On the screen, one could clearly see how unfocused she was.

“Are you okay?” Minhyuk asked when they both stepped onto the set once again.

“Huh? Oh,” she sighed before trying to muster a smile. “Yeah, I’m okay,”

Minhyuk didn’t sound convinced but he decided not to pry any further as the girl seemed like she didn’t want to talk about it. They continued on with the shoot with Minhyuk worrying over the female idol. There were a lot of times when the director had to call for retakes while in the middle of filming because (Y/N) would either mess up her lines or her expressions and actions weren’t enough. Everyone could see the director’s annoyance despite her multiple apologies that he called for a 15-minute break.

The staff and actors dispersed to do their own thing. Minhyuk chased after the troubled girl.

“(Y/N)!”

The female idol stopped on her tracks and looked back. Minhyuk was surprised by the frustration in her eyes despite her expressionless face. She was breathing heavily as she looked at him.

“I’m fine,” she didn’t mean to but her words came out harshly, almost as if she was shouting at him. “I’m fine,” the female idol repeated a little more calmly this time but her voice was still raised. “It’s nothing you should worry about,” after she said those words, she couldn’t meet his eyes because the girl knew that at any moment, tears might build in her eyes.

It pained Minhyuk to see her this way. His heart was clenching with hurt because he didn’t know what to do. He wanted to take her frustrations away but if she wasn’t letting anyone help her, how would he? Never did he feel so far away from her until now. Even if she was just an arm’s length away from him, it felt like she was standing at the other side of a long bridge.

Words wouldn’t form on his lips as he watched her trying to calm herself. He kept on pushing his mind to come up with something but he was empty-handed. Minhyuk felt so lost. It was like he didn’t know her—or at least this side of her.

“If there’s nothing, then I’ll be on my way,” she uttered and turned back around.

The boy just watched her briskly walk away from him. Unbeknownst to him, she didn’t want to burden him with her own problems. Walking away seemed like the easiest option anyway. For her, Minhyuk didn’t have to know.

The male idol heavily sighed as he walked back to the set. On his way, he passed by Jiyoung who gave him an apologetic smile before rushing after the female idol.

Daegyeom approached him with a knowing look. “Don’t let it get to you,” he said.

“Let what get to me?” He tried to coolly play it off but his manager just shook his head at him. It was as if Daegyeom was telling him not to lie and that he knows. But Minhyuk continued to pretend that he didn’t know what his manager was talking about.

The shoot continued and this time, it was smoother than before. While (Y/N) still had some slip ups, they were a lot less frequent than earlier. Her eyes were also more focused now and even her movements and delivery were almost like before. Still, Minhyuk knew that she was pushing herself to seem okay to everyone else.

The male idol wanted to try one more time to talk to her and somehow comfort her. He had outlined in his mind the words he was going to say. However, Minhyuk wasn’t able to because she was rushing to leave for who knows what. He could’ve called out to her but it really did seem like it was someone else in front of him.

Her eyes, which were focused earlier, were now cold. She gave off the vibe that she didn’t want to be bothered as she went on her way to leave.

Minhyuk felt a huge wave of pain wash over him as he realized that maybe, despite his efforts and their budding relationship, that everything he was feeling for her was only being felt by him—that maybe she could only see him as a friend. Actually, a friend who she can have just good times with. Sure, she shared about how lonely she is as a solo artist but that was it. It dawned on him that in the time they’ve spent together, she never opened up to him about her troubles while he shared some of his. It hurt to think that maybe the female idol doesn’t trust him enough.

He chewed on the inside of his cheek as he continued to think. He wanted to mean more to her. He knew that he could continue to pursue her but the idol kept on thinking if it was the right time and if it was right at all. Minhyuk knew what he felt but could he afford putting his heart on the line when he does decide to chase her?

The days flew and soon enough, they were all clapping as the director called that they finish filming the last scene. Proud smiles were on everyone’s faces but especially on the two idols’ lips. Both (Y/N) and Minhyuk bowed in gratitude to everyone for taking great care of them.

“Don’t forget our party tonight,” the producer smiled. Everyone in the cast and crew were cheering as they looked forward to the wrap-up party.

The female idol watched them and she was happy that everyone was excited. Her mood was slightly better and she was more focused than ever. She was thankful that Jiyoung was there to snap her out of her thoughts that day. However, she was worried as she glanced at Minhyuk who had already walked away from her without any word.

At first, she thought that maybe he was just busy but as the days went on, the girl realized that he really was avoiding her. (Y/N) had wanted to apologize to him but every time she tried, he always had an excuse to give her. It was getting more difficult as the days passed not just because of guilt but because it was actually painful for her that they weren’t talking. The girl had gotten so used to their everyday interactions that she missed those moments. Even when they were standing together, she missed him. She missed how he made her feel like she could take on the world.

(Y/N) kept on beating herself over how she treated him on the anniversary of her group’s disbandment. She wanted to spill her heart out to him but she couldn’t bring herself to do so. The female idol knew him well enough that he wouldn’t judge her and blame her for their disbandment but her fear was bigger than her knowledge. Shaking her head, she rushed through a crowd of people congratulating her in the hopes of finding him.

“Minhyuk,” she smiled once she did. He was exiting his tent when she found him. Minhyuk looked at her impassively causing her to feel a bit of coldness exuding from him. “About the other day,”

“Sorry,” he sighed. “I have to go to another schedule and I’m running a little late. Maybe you can tell me later at the party?”

“Oh,” (Y/N) tried not to show her disappointment. “Yeah… Yeah, sure. Later then,”

Minhyuk barely smiled at her before leaving her to watch him just like she did to him the other day. A deep sadness settled in her chest as she gazed at his figure that was slowly starting to fade from her sight. His exit felt like a goodbye and it didn’t settle well within her.

“There you are,” Jiyoung’s voice cut her thoughts. “Should we leave? We have to get you to your cover jacket shoot and then to recording. I’ve placed your stuff too in the van,”

“Ah,” she half-smiled as she nodded. “Thank you,”

“Have you talked with him?” Jiyoung asked when they settled in the van. Her question caught the younger female off-guard.

“Minhyuk?” She questioned despite knowing the answer. “No. I feel terrible about what I did. Every time I try to talk with him, he just slips away. He did say later tonight so I’m really crossing my fingers that we get to talk about it. I really do want to apologize. And I…,” (Y/N) shook her head.

“And you…?”

“I just… I just miss how it was. I don’t know why but I’m always waiting for a message from him. I keep on waiting for a pun or a joke. Anything at all but there’s always none. I don’t want my mistake to end our friendship,” she admitted to the older woman.

The cast, crew, and everyone involved in the web drama were gathered in one of the restaurants in Itaewon. Everyone aside from (Y/N) who informed the director and the producer that she would be running late because she had to record some tracks again for her new album. They couldn’t start the party yet without one of the main starts of the web drama. Everyone kept on mingling with each other. Some doing more than just mingling.

After all, it was a time to find connections—both work and life connections.

Daegyeom kept his eyes on the male idol who had been constantly approached mostly by different female staffs from the project. Minhyuk would smile and constantly entertain them. After all, there was nothing wrong with being a little flirty here and there. He decided to humor them. No one would mind, right?

One of the staff caught Minhyuk’s eye. She would constantly bat her eyes at him when their gazes met. He was just going to have a little fun and hopefully, maybe slightly bury the thought and feeling that (Y/N) would only see him as a friend during the good days.

“So so so tired,” the female idol whined. Truth be told, she didn’t want to go to the party but she couldn’t skip out on it.

“At least you’ll be able to eat a lot of meat at the party,” Jiyoung tried to encourage the girl. “You deserve at least that much for everything you did today,”

“I wouldn’t have been able to survive today without you~” (Y/N) grinned.

“Just today?”

The girl rolled her eyes. “Okay fine. Everyday,”

Her manager laughed at her response. “You know, as I watch you every time, I always think of how far you’ve come. You grew up into a wonderful artist. Sure, you may have difficult times but everyone has those days,”

“Hey,” she pouted. “Why does it feel like you’re saying goodbye to me? Are you leaving me, Jiyoung unnie?”

The older woman shook her head. “No, not any time soon. I’m just really proud of you,”

“Thank you,” the idol smiled but her smile was quickly turned upside down in worry. “Hey… Do you think that Minhyuk is really mad at me? I’ve been thinking about it a lot,”

“Maybe a little hurt and disappointed but I don’t think he’s mad at you,”

“I wanted to send him a message but every time I try, it’s like there’s this invisible force stopping me. I miss him,” she whispered. “How is it possible to miss someone who’s just beside you?”

Jiyoung sighed. Even if (Y/N) never spoke about it, she noticed changes in the female idol who she had known for years. The manager was worried that the two idols were ending this project this way. When (Y/N) realizes what really is happening, Jiyoung wonders how she’d take it.

“It’ll be okay,” she assured the girl. “Don’t worry,”

“Okay,” the female idol was unconvinced.

The rest of the car ride was spent planning about other album details and joking around. When (Y/N) got to the venue with Jiyoung, she was in high spirits. Her smile could light up a dark room. The two knew that they were running late so they weren’t surprised to see everyone cheering when they arrived.

A shy smile graced the female idol’s lips as they cheered her name. Her eyes searched the crowd immediately in hopes of finding her co-star. Her smile widened a bit when she saw him. To her, it was weird how a simple glance at him would make her happier even just by a little bit. It seemed as if Minhyuk hadn’t noticed her. She was hoping that he saved her a seat even if they weren’t exactly on speaking terms. The female idol was about to walk to where he was but then a woman who was older than her went up to him and smiled flirtatiously at the man. She was taken aback because this older woman was someone from the web drama’s team of stylists.

(Y/N) could feel her heart dropping when Minhyuk tucked the woman’s loose hair behind her ear before pulling out her chair for her. She watched him sit on the chair beside hers before wrapping his arm around the woman’s shoulder. When the stylist looked at and leaned closer to Minhyuk, the female idol averted her gaze as she felt her heart clench in pain.

‘Why am I feeling this way?’ She asked herself as she tried to look at anything other than them. However, she’d always find her eyes travelling to their direction. It didn’t help when (Y/N) and Jiyoung settled themselves on a table where the female idol could easily see them whenever she would glance up.

Jiyoung instantly felt the girl’s high spirit dwindle down. She’d often glance at her as they celebrated. The fake smile on the female idol’s lips was obvious to her. After all, she had known her since her debut.

The female idol continued to laugh and pretend that nothing was wrong as she bonded and celebrated with everyone who took part in the drama. She’d smile and laugh at their jokes. She’d share the funny things that happened on the set. She kept on trying to distract herself but every once in a while, when she was the one listening, her eyes would move to Minhyuk and the woman. Every time, she’d see them laughing together as if they were the only ones in the room. The female idol would chew down on her lip as her hands tightly close around her metal chopsticks.

Jiyoung’s comforting hand landed on the female idol’s knee causing her to take in a deep breath and loosen her hold on the chopsticks. Inside, Jiyoung was fuming. If she could, she would’ve glared a hole through the male idol’s head. But she had to keep calm for (Y/N). All she could do was calm her down the best she could.

A heavy sigh left (Y/N)’s lips as she continued to look at Minhyuk. ‘Why can’t I take my gaze away?’ She questioned herself. If anyone was paying attention to her, they would immediately figure her out. But the female idol was dense. She kept on asking herself why but she didn’t know the answer to anything.

Minhyuk’s gaze met hers and she almost felt her heart stop. He just looked at her blankly before returning his attention back to the girl who was keeping him occupied. She watched the smirk that cracked on his lips as he chuckled at whatever his companion said.

Her gaze dropped to her lap.

“(Y/N)?” The director called to her.

She quickly snapped out of her thoughts and faked a smile. “Yes?”

“Please say a little something to the whole cast and crew,” he requested. Immediately after, everyone but Minhyuk started cheering and clapping. Shyly, the girl licked her lips and nodded before she stood up.

“Hi,” she tried to push her worries away. “I’m extremely thankful to have been given this opportunity to work with every one of you—the directors, the producers, the writer, the staff, the crew, the different teams, and my fellow actors. I know there were times when we experienced difficulties but we’ve done it. Thank you for all the help and advice you’ve given to me this whole project. I will forever treasure those moments in my heart and I’ll keep those learnings in mind always. I’m really praying that our web drama will touch the hearts of people,” she smiled and bowed at them. (Y/N) avoided mentioning Minhyuk because she felt that it might be awkward for her and him.

The female idol sat as they clapped for her. Without the director even saying anything, everyone else started chanting Minhyuk’s name. (Y/N) was silent as she clapped along but it was obvious that her heart wasn’t in it.

“Okay, okay,” Minhyuk chuckled as he stood from where he was. “I know everyone here knows that I personally contacted the producer asking if I could audition for my role. I’m glad that I did. I was able to meet and work with amazing people,” he said as his eyes looked at everyone. However, when his gaze landed on (Y/N), his heart tightened. Her eyes weren’t on him. Instead, they were downcast on the table as he spoke. The male idol’s lips felt dry but he knew he had to continue talking. “I can’t fully express how thankful I am to be a part of this but I really am. If this were an alternate universe, I would have still taken the chance to do this project. I learned a lot while having fun. Thank you,” he smiled as he gratefully bowed.

His eyes fell on his co-star the moment he sat down. He couldn’t even hear what the stylist was telling him. She’d smile at those who were at her table but Minhyuk knew that it wasn’t real. He wanted to go up to her and talk to her but he couldn’t. If he does, he knows that he wouldn’t be able to leave the trap named (Y/N). And he couldn’t have that when he thinks that she couldn’t even see him in the way he sees her.

But he wanted to tell her how beautiful she looked today. He wanted to click glasses with her as they cheered. He wanted to talk and laugh with her as they shared their moments on and off the set. However, the one thing that he really wanted at the moment was for her to smile brightly. He wanted to see the smile she used to give him—her smile that could light up the darkest sky.

The thing is, the male idol didn’t realize that the reason why she was being that way was because of him and the stylist who was in his arms.

“You spilled some sauce on your shirt,” Jiyoung told the female idol.

The celebration was still on full blast as the meat kept on coming. She can’t remember the last time she ate this much, especially now that her comeback was coming soon.

“Oh shit,” she uttered as she took a tissue and dabbed it on the spot. “I’ll just try to wash it off,”

The female idol quickly made her way to the washroom. The moment she turned to the washroom’s hallway, she stopped on her tracks as she almost bumped into Minhyuk who was checking his phone. They were both slightly wide eyed as they looked at each other.

“Sorry,” he lowly uttered before side stepping her.

(Y/N) didn’t know why but it made her blood boil as her heart tightened. She quickly turned to face his back and called out, “Are you really just going to keep on avoiding me?”

Minhyuk stopped but he didn’t turn. He didn’t even respond before he continued to walk back to where everyone else was. The female idol growled in annoyance as she briskly walked to catch up to him and pull on his wrist. The gesture made Minhyuk look at the girl who was glaring at the floor.

“Why…” She started as her grip on his wrist tightened. “Why are you avoiding me?”

“I’m not,” he flatly said.

“Bullshit,” (Y/N) retorted and the male idol was surprised not just by what she said but also by how hurt she sounded. “The past few days, you’ve been giving me excuses whenever I wanted to talk with you. All I wanted to do was apologize for snapping at you but you kept on saying that you had to do this and that. I let you go. Not once did I ever try to question you or stop you because I believed in you,” she sighed as she loosened her hold on his wrist. The female idol eventually let him go and her hand immediately felt cold.

Minhyuk just watched the girl as she kept on sighing. He noticed how her hands would clench into fists and unclench repeatedly. It was almost like she was fighting an internal battle and all he could do was watch.

“I’m sorry for snapping at you. I’m sorry if I kept lying that I was okay but I’m not sorry for not talking to you about it. I badly wanted to but I couldn’t bring myself to do so,” she continued. “I didn’t want to burden you with my insecurities and a part of my past. I’m sorry if you thought that I don’t trust you enough to lean on you,”

He wanted to hold her but he couldn’t move at all. Minhyuk wanted to tell her that it was fine and the he understood now. But before he could even say a word, the stylist that was with him suddenly wrapped her hand around his arm. It surprised the two idols.

“Oh, (Y/N),” she smiled at the female idol who did her best to return it. “Congratulations,”

“Thanks. The project wouldn’t have been finished without you too so congratulations as well,” the girl civilly responded but Minhyuk knew that she was forcing it.

The female idol turned her attention back to Minhyuk. The fake smile on her lips and the pained look in her eyes made his heart hurt. He watched as she opened her lips and he was quick to notice how they quivered. His heart was yelling at him to drop the act and just go back to normal but he couldn’t.

“Thanks for listening,” she softly said before she turned and walked away.

Minhyuk felt a tug on his arm as he watched her walk away from him once again. His eyes were glued on her figure that looked smaller than usual.

“Is everything okay?”

Minhyuk smiled at the woman who was holding onto him before gently taking his arm away from her grasp. “Yeah. Let’s go back inside,”

From then on, Minhyuk kept his arms to himself. It was like he couldn’t do it anymore because of the heaviness in his heart. He watched (Y/N) when she came back from the washroom. The male idol could see how she kept on pursing her lips as she talked with Jiyoung who quickly nodded and stood up. His eyes were on her as she and her manager went up to the director, producer, and writer to say goodbye. He kept his gaze on her as she waved at everyone but him with a small smile on her lips. Even when they were gone, his eyes were glued to the door they went through.

“Will you be fine?” Jiyoung asked the young idol. They were about to drop off (Y/N) at her place.

“Huh?” (Y/N) pretended to not know what was wrong. “Yeah. I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me. It’s not like I haven’t been at my place alone,” she grinned jokingly.

Jiyoung eyed the girl but she didn’t break. She kept on smiling at her manager like everything was fine. “It’ll get better. Maybe it’s just not the right time,” (Y/N)’s manager smiled at her comfortingly. “Get a lot of rest tonight and tomorrow,”

The idol gratefully smiled at the woman whom she looked up to like an older sister. “I really don’t know what I would do without you, Jiyoung unnie. Please get home safely. I’ll see you on the day after tomorrow,”

The girl briskly went up to her own unit. Once she made sure to lock her doors, everything fell into routine—from changing out of her clothes to preparing to sleep. Even when she was already on her bed ready to lose herself into the world of dreams, she couldn’t. Annoyed, she got out of bed once again and grabbed her phone before heading to her kitchen.

She took out a milk carton from her fridge and poured herself a glass. The female idol went to sit on her couch and set the glass on the coffee table in front of her. Her eyes were glued to the screen as she scanned through her SNS accounts. When she refreshed her feed, she was surprised to see an update from Minhyuk.

She smiled despite the slight twinge of pain that she felt. His update was a compilation of 10 photos from the wrap-up party tonight. The smile on her lips faded when she saw a picture of him with those whom he sat with. To anyone, it would be a normal photo but to (Y/N), her eyes were quick to spot his hand that was holding the stylist’s shoulder. She noticed how the girl leaned into Minhyuk and how the male idol’s head was tilted towards the stylist’s direction.

The female idol quickly locked her phone and threw it to the spot beside her on the couch. She angrily drank from her glass.

“Why am I even getting mad?” She groaned once she set down her drink. “It’s not like there’s anything going on between us. It’s also not like I want anything to happen between us,” she sighed. “…or do I?”

When the right guy comes, it’ll happen, her words to Jiyoung from that time when she gave her the schedule for the chemistry reading came back to her. (Y/N) furiously shook her head.

“No, no, no,” she mumbled to herself. Without even knowing, it seemed like the girl fell for her co-star. With no warning at all, it seemed like the only idol who made her feel butterflies in her stomach and made her heart do twists and turns was trying to take himself out of her life. “What do I do? What can I do? Is there even anything that I can do?”

After all, if tonight was anything to go by, it looked like he preferred women who’d bat their eyes while looking at him with hearts in their eyes.

At least, that was what she thought.

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user: 95mochibuns → jimin

↠ Pairing: jimin x reader

↠ Genre: camboy!au, streamer!reader, smut

↠ Warnings: explicit language, cute but dangerous jimin, masturbation, teasing, edging, more of a clean smut

↠ Words: 3.3k

↠ Plot Summary: not much could be said about a camboy who gets himself into trouble with a streamer he admires.

↠ a/n: possibly a part 1 of 2. This has been sitting in my draft for a long time. Hope you enjoy it, it’s not GREAT but it’s cute. Second part will be much better!

Frustrated, infuriated and annoyed, all these words meant the same thing but they’re the only things that crossed your mind but of course you couldn’t show it not right now.

“Honestly, I knew this game was difficult and no, I will not wear the chicken hat. Never,” you announced, your voice coming right back at your from your mic to your headphones.

Keeping that quick witted and mischievous persona that all your viewers came to you for.

Comments rolled in with tips and tricks but of course most of them weren’t helpful, your eyes were automatically glancing over the sexual comments and what not, saying shit like your aspirated groans and whines at the game was hot.

Then a tip rolled in and that wasn’t normal by any means, your tips were of high price ― 20 for a tip was just ridiculous but it stopped a lot of stupid kids commenting. You had loads of subscribers and make a lot from this yet streaming and gaming wasn’t your job. You didn’t want to make it seem that way either because you were still in the end a student.

The tip popped up with your tip icon, blinking with the sender’s icon ― a bunny?

“All these kids commenting that you suck should fucking stop commenting anonymously like the fucking *shilantropussies* they are.”

You were looking at the sender as you chuckled, “Exactly, jbunnyjeon.”

Of course it was nice to point out people’s names when they tipped because funny enough most of the tippers live for that shit. You were streaming one of the less popular games mostly so you could play it because well you don’t stream for other people but for yourself.

Playing Metal Gear Solid could’ve been a mistake, since this game was a drag in time and effort. Yet, a whole lot of male viewers loved seeing girls play ‘manly’ games, whatever.

“Anyways, I still don’t get why we need this guy with us but I got him,” you commentate as your character, snake, hauled your capture onto the back of your horse.

Finally, you got past the stupid robot.

“Congrats :( that part took me *days* ― legit was about to kill myself.”

A comment by a fellow streamer, it popped up larger than most since you both were mutuals.

“Jeez, you fucking suck Tae,” You teased, imagining his reaction to everyone seeing how you played better than him. Since, he was a self proclaimed pro-gamer.

You leaned back in your chair, watching yourself on the screen to your left through the cutscene. Seeing all the comments which made you chuckle and respond to some through text. You weren’t one to talk through cutscenes at all.

As things seemingly were going smoothly a buzz through you phone made you groan, if someone was fricking texting you at 9 pm you were about to kill them because there were multiple and they were loud.

Out of frame of the viewers you flipped your phone over, it immediately unlocks and you scroll to see the notification.

95mochibuns is going live!

95mochibuns is going live in 10 minutes!

Your eyebrows furrowed as your eyes lock at the time. It was really 9 but fucking 9:50.

95mochibuns announcement!

Hey guys! A spontaneous live coming up, something special - feeling horny and fucking hard. Hope you can all join me tonight!

Entry is at 10 on the dot, only those who click in time can view. Testing out something new, maybe you guys will like it. I’ll be able to see your comments easier since it’s exclusive and limited.

Did I mention there’s only 35 slots, :) I love you all.

Oh fucking hell. Were you really going to drop your stream to watch his. Were you going to pretend to have a great reason to stop the stream now, lie to your audience to watch this camboy jack himself off.

Fuck yes.

Letting out a cough, you turned back to face the camera as your phone slips up into your hand, “Urgh, hey guys― I think I’m getting tired.”

"I’m so going to have nightmares about this game tonight, hope you all enjoyed,” you smiled softly, giving your audience the best worn out expression you could. Waving your hand at the camera, seeing comments of those saying ‘goodnight’, or saddened emojis and you know the typical ‘don’t go’ or some mean comments.

Winking at the camera before you shot hearts, “Thank you so much for tuning in on tonights stream! Metal Gear Solid Ep. 24! See you all, next time. Much love!”

Clicking off you let out a sigh, stretching out your back and feeling the cracks moaning at the release. Shit, you’ve been sitting in the same spot for hours, your back was killing you. Twisting and turning trying to pull out all the cracks and tightness you peered at the time on your desktop.

9:54 it was. You had 6 minutes to get on his page and wait, you knew it was going to be war and you were going to be refreshing like your life depended on it.

On the cam website and app, called ‘weheartcam’, it was one of the best in your opinion. The website only took amateurs and didn’t take companies or businesses streaming on their site, only independent streamers, how lovely.

Though Jimin, 95mochibuns, was one of the most popular boys apart of this camboy trio. Made up of himself and his two friends, though you only watched Jimin― something about him makes you just drool.

His fluffy blonde hair, muscular thighs, ripped body- fuck, he was just a korean boy who knew his ways around people of all countries. His english was amazing, he slips his native tongue every now and then, making him even hotter.

95mochibuns is going live in 5 minutes!

Holy―fricken―fuck. Was it anxiety, you were going to cry if you didn’t get to watch. You ended your stream for this boy, you felt like you were trying to get concert tickets or something.

You clicked on the bookmarked page you had favourited, that directed you right to his page.

On the videos page, you propped your leg up hugging a knee close to your chest to get comfortable.

Seeing his array of very explicit thumbnails, of which one of them was blurry― for tonight. Plastered over the image, ‘Coming Soon’. Oh yes, he was going to be coming in many ways.

Here you are, playing the waiting game. Being a well traverse streamer of course you internet connection was legit and you had faith in yourself... as much faith you could have when you know at least ten thousand people would want to be watching. He gets at least millions on each of his streams and well whenever there was a live he had more than a hundred thousand watching when it’s on. Though, there were the occasional people who joined instantly and that was the ten thousand super fans.

You wouldn’t say you were a super fan, you didn’t really have a fan page just a random one you used to comment and tip Jimin. You didn’t like all his posts on instagram... you always a bit busy. But well, you’ll have to try― at least.

9:58, nine―fucking―fifty eight. Hearts racing, in the spur of suspense. Your eyes were burning a whole into the clock as your finger on your mouse hovered over the video. Did this seem like you were being too much, no, fuck no.

Time blinks away as you finger immediately taps on the video when it game on. Being delighted by the cute face of Jimin himself, smiling at the camera as he watches the number of streamers go up. Each of the streamers were tagged with a number, you were number 26, fantastic.

Which always made you question how the hell did anyone have better connection that you, especially when you’re pretty sure you pressed right on the dot. Some sort of wizardry bullshit, or bots of course. Yet, these kinds of streams were only for members, of which you definitely were.

You laughed, thinking of the thumbnail he had. He must’ve posed for it in the same outfit before he started the stream.

“Hey guys!” Jimin flashed his ultra pure smile.

Fluffing up his hair as he seduces his viewers through the camera, “Slots are full, hmm, I’m glad you’re all here.”

They way he speaks is husky, breathy, his eyes were dim and blinking more often. He even moans, holy fuck. He was laid back on a couch, from what you could see. The lights were more dimmed now, neon lights peaking from his left shining on his face.

He must’ve had what you think was the television on, as it was flashing against his face. His camera was still, must’ve been on a tripod.

“Yea, I’ve been busy―argh, sorry for the lack of stream this week. I was actually going to go to sleep, it’s really late here,” he speaks casually, smiling at the camera as he reads through the messages― the non-spamming one. You weren’t commenting though, you were more distracted by what he was doing.

He was wearing a dark sweater, his right shoulder was flexing. Maybe it was your gamer instincts to notice everything, observe everything. He was not just sitting around.

You felt ridiculous, were you actually imaging. No one else was pointing out his erratic breathing, for flustered cheeks. Everyone was asking him what he was doing today, how his day was― innocent things.

Opting to do it yourself you began to type.

peachbubbles: you’re cute when you’re blushing ;’)

Which apparently catches his eye as the side of his lip curls into a smirk, he chuckles patting the back of his nape, “Hmm, you’re observant, huh?”

“Peachy,” he winks at the camera. You felt awfully exposed at that moment, it was clear he was directing that to you.

He made you squirm and blush from the mere look on his face and the way he speaks. This was more than a stupid crush, you’ve been watching him for years and hell, he’s changed since the beginning. He’s so much more confident with himself now.

Since he’s noticed you, but doesn’t really know who you are you commented again.

peachbubbles: why don’t you show us what’s going on downstairs? <3

He seemed to see your comment again, which was easy to spot as yours mentioned a completely different topic from everyone else’s occasional ‘i love you’.

He shook his head humorously, “Downstairs,” hissing through his teeth, “You’re too smart, unlike most of the fans here. You actually think― with your head.”

He grins, reaching forward to the camera, making your heart race from how close he was, it felt realistic from your huge screen. He zooms out.

Your breathing hitches when he pulled back and relaxes on the couch. Everyone’s reaction was well, pretty similar to yours.

He has his legs sprawled out wide, his sweatpants pushed down. His hand fisting his own cock, he bites his lip reading all the lewd comments. Pulling at his balls with his other hand.

“I’d give you a prize if I could, darling,” He teases, flashing his perfect smile again.

His eyes perked around reading the comments, he picked out one in particular to read out.

“Ah... You’re all wondering why I chose to do this random stream, uhm, honestly. This may come as a surprise but I don’t think it is,” He pauses, mumbling a few words, cocking his head back and forth, “I got hella turned on watching, uhm, one of my favourite gamers.”

“She’s pretty hot, she was aggravated by this game, ugh, it’s pretty fucking cute,” you had a sense of jealousy, he was jerking off to the thought of a hot gamer he’s watched, fuck, she was be hot as fuck.

“Anyways, sadly, she had to end her stream before I could jack off to her,” sad indeed, though of course you felt kind of relieved that you won’t be watching your ultimate crush jacking off to some gamer that could be your rival.

If anything, you had just came off your stream.. right? Hell no, Jimin wouldn’t possibly be referring to you, no.

His face was now redder than it was before, he must’ve read the comments spilling with assumptions that he was dating them, having a crush and etc.

“She’s a great gamer! You might know her, she just passed a huge robot level on this game...” as if time had stopped, you awaited what he had to say. Holy fuck, maybe he was talking about you.

“Metal gear solid? Is it? I don’t know much about games like that but it seems cool, I mainly watch those streams for her,” he explained, rubbing his face shyly, “I don’t even watch the gameplay, just her face.”

“Fuck, that sounds creepy doesn’t it? It doesn’t? Thank god,” he sighed, relieved that most of his fans commented how they’d be grateful as fuck if he’d jack off to them.

Jimin leans into the camera, as if he’s whispering and telling a secret, “Hmm, I nut to her nearly everyday.”

He chuckles, leaning back onto the bedframe. His eyes reading through the comments before he playfully huffed.

“Her name? You guys want me to expose her? Hell no!”

He chuckles with an amused tone, shaking his head, “Well, if anything maybe you guys will like her more than me.”

Damn. You don’t even know how to feel anymore, knowing that your ultimate crush is getting himself off with the imagery of you―you. You didn’t know if you should say something, hell no, if you did you’d get attacked by his raging fans.

God, look at him though. His eyes half shut, euphorically pulling at his balls and jerking himself off― you got so wet just staring at his face, not to mention the sight of his thickened cock in his hands.

Then rolls the comments.

parkhearts: you’re famous! slide in her dms, maybe you’ll get to slide in elsewhere too

babymochi: omg, get together! I ship.

bunbuns: She’s cute, omg, I watch her. Didn’t think she’d be his type, she’s so... cunning haha

iloveprkjm: She’d totes dom him honestly.

jiminsgirl: she’s not even that cute wth are y’all on

Jimin must’ve caught those comments because he sighs, stopping himself for a second as he responds, “She’s way too good for me. But hey, ‘bunbuns’. I’m pretty cunning too, that makes her and I compatible right?”

“And yea. She seems like a total bad girl, and yes, ‘iloveparkjm’ thank you, she could totally pull off a dom look and well I’d let her choke me any day.”

Your breath hitches. His tone was so serious, he wasn’t even laughing it off. He was just grinning like the cute ass he was, knowing well enough that whatever he said made everyone cream their pants.

And cue the thirsty comments.

itsjustpark: i’d let him choke me to death

berrychu: imagine sub jimin tied up though...

perkie: i’m so jealous

chimsgirl: here comes the thirsts and the jellys

More and more comments scrolled their way rapidly down the screen, Jimin’s facial expression was the same as yours―shocked but not surprised. He knew what he said and what would happen, god he loved the attention.

“You guys! Relax, it’s not like she knows I exist,” He laughed, before eyeing the camera and smirking, “I won’t cheat on you guys.”

Did you just cringe? Probably, god he said things that made all his girls die and squirm. You could probably feel the same as them but at the moment all you could think about was the fact that he just told the world he jerked off to you― indirectly but some fans caught on.

jiminsbitch: you guys could make a sex tape... that’d be pretty hot, ____’s hella hot.

heartsforhim: so it is ______

jiminsmine: _____? who’s this hoe

honeybuns: holy fuck imagine seeing him fuck someone.

perkie: i bet minnie knows the motions of the ocean ;)

You god damned imagined the same thing. Shit, you got off on him too. What’s to stop you from actually messaging him... his fans or your pride.

“Geez, guys please focus on me and not your imagination of me right now,” Jimin teased, still going at himself.

Pushing your ridiculous thoughts away you focused on the now.

peachbubbles: i’m sure she’d love for you to fuck her

Jimin’s eyebrow quirked at your comment. What, he saw it through the floods of other comments, that’s ridiculous.

“Welcome back from the dead peachy, thought you left,” He said, grinning to the camera as sweat begins to trial down his face.

You continued typing to him.

peachbubbles: are you close~

Jimin hummed, “Close enough.”

He read your comment again, it wasn’t just a coincidence then. You didn’t understand. Maybe you didn’t see other people commenting the same thing.

You began to type something else, maybe something he would do― at least that could solidify if he was actually focusing on your comment.

peachbubbles: i’d love to see you with a cockring

He didn’t respond. Maybe it was too forward or weird... maybe some guys didn’t like using toys. God, why’d you just ask him that, it’s kind of personal right. It’s definitely more daring, maybe he’s just weirded out or just didn’t see it.

He stares down at his cock, slick and wet. Pursing his lips and biting them as he nears his end.

“You know, I’ve never considered getting one,” He says, not looking back at the camera, “Also, aren’t cock rings more of a thing couples use.”

“Pleasures the girl as well as yourself,” Oh christ, why is he doing this to you.

He does enough by just looking into the camera as if it was a real person. His moans and whimpers, he was so shameless with sex and it was glorious. He tugs and rubs himself so well, quick yet stable. His forearms flexed all the way even though his hands were gently touching himself.

Then you could hear his quiet mumbling, “Maybe, ____, likes cockrings.” Chuckling to himself as he shakes his head.

Jimin smirks out of the blue, changing the pace, “Urh, I’m gonna cum. Fuck―uh.” He’s leaking. It’s hot, wet and sexy.

He always wore the most sultry expression, his one eye half shut and the other completely. Trying his best to look at the camera as if it was a person, whilst his head jerks back in pleasure at his release. His white thick cum creaming out of his cock, all over his hands and thighs, with a name lingering on his lips.

“_____, shit― I fucking h-hope she knows I exist. I’d fuck her―so hard,” his breathing was erratic, he groans through his words, “I’ll take your advice guys―”

He chuckled, “I’ll text her.”

He was going to... to text her― that her was you. Oh god, what are you suppose to do. Play it cool, no way, that’s just fake. Tell him that you’ve been watching him all this time and would love for him to fuck you so hard, no way, that’s just pathetic.

Jimin cocks the camera back up to his face, with a knowing grin― a knowing grin that all his fans fucked themselves to him.

“I’ll see you guys in the next stream, wish me luck,” He smiled boyishly, before pointing a finger at the camera, “And please, do not send her hate or I will hate you.”

“Goodnight!” He waves towards the camera as the stream ends.

You mindlessly waved back. He seemed very serious about texting you―too serious, maybe he’s just playing with your emotions, you as in the fans. He loved causing a storm, though he wouldn’t bring attention to someone so... mindlessly.

Leaning back in your chair, fuck, you didn’t even get off. Rolling your eyes before tapping exit on his page. Getting your ass back onto twitter and reading the comments from your fans as always. Pretending that whatever just happened, never happened.

And then as the world seemed calm and happy.

A buzz killed the air. You furrowed your eyebrows, looking over to your side at your silenced phone. A message? God, who is it.

There wasn’t much you thought about, probably your friends begging you to go out with them for a fun night.

Peering over at the lit up screen your breath comes to a stop at the name. Instead of being your friend wanting to party and hang out―

parkjimin: heyyy~

It was him. Right, maybe you’ll just die.

c. 2019

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