#sope-notes

[taegularities]

So excited for D-Day! When the tracklist dropped I gasped when I saw there's a collab song with Woosung of The Rose. I've listened to some of The Rose's songs and they're so incredible! And Yoongi saying Woosung is his friend is just 💗.

i think i listened to a the rose song a while ago, and back then i definitely didn't expect them to be anyhow associated with bangtan and here we are 🥹 i am so mf excited for d-day, like i've actually been emotionally preparing myself lol bc i know we'll be a mess that day 🥹🤍

[whereisthedamndaddymanual]

Good morning to you too.

[glossdebut]

PRICE OF FAME | MYG ★ 01

✧ PAIRING: yoongi x fem!reader

✧ SERIES SUMMARY: You were about ready to give up, your career nowhere near what you dreamed it’d be when you started at eighteen, bright-eyed and naive. Reality for you these past few years has consisted of pouting at a camera, ignoring whispers of your name at company events, and ensuring that the stupid, tiny designer purses they keep forcing on you can at least carry a flask. But now, you’re helping a friend in need. For the first time in a long time, it feels like you’re doing something worthwhile with your life. Too bad Min Yoongi, the newest thorn in your side, seems insistent on stopping you.

✧ SERIES TAGS: enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst, smut, fake/pretend relationship (not main couple), rockstar!yoongi, model!reader, guitarist yoongi, singer jungkook, bassist taehyung, drummer jimin, manager namjoon, yoongi & maknae line are in a rock band, reader & seokjin are best friends, yoongi & hoseok are best friends (sope duo ftw), yoongi has a tongue piercing, reader is a brat

✧ CHAPTER WARNINGS: recreational drinking, yoongi is an asshole (see series masterlist for series warnings)

✧ CHAPTER WORDCOUNT: 6.1k words

✧ AUTHOR’S NOTE: NEW ERA NEW ERA NEW ERA! whew!!! i’m excited for this one! this is going to be a loooong ride, so buckle up and enjoy! please note the slow burn tag on this one, because i’m not joking around with it. trust me, it’s going to hurt me just as much as it hurts you.

a HUGE thank you to tanni @yooniivrse for continuing to beta read for me <3 your commentary never fails to make me laugh and your edits save my life.

P.S. everything i know about the korean music industry is informed by my years as a kpop fan. i don’t know much about the rock scene there, so expect inaccuracies galore going forward. i do my due diligence where i can, but that can only help so much.

CH. 01: ALL YOU PEOPLE ARE VAMPIRES!

You aren’t entirely sure when you stopped feeling at home in places like this. There has to be some kind of defining event, some kind of indicator of The Before and The After, but every time you try and figure it out you come up short.

In The Before, not all that long ago, you would be scrounging for the bus fare rattling around in your pockets to get to a place like this as soon as you punched out from your shift at the Speedy Mart.

During your short stint in college, your friends didn’t understand your obsession. Music venues, to them, were fun for a weekend’s night out. The thrill of flashing a fake ID, of flirting with the musicians after their set, of getting said musicians to buy them drinks—it was a satisfying rebellion, a fun story to tell people at school and hide from their parents.

But you were there every day, even after classes and graveyard shifts under fluorescent lights, always racing to the nearest show without even changing out of your polo. It was never a rebellion to you. The lights, the thumping bass, the secondhand smoke—it made every nerve ending in your body light up.

You were born in this smoke, as far as you’re concerned.

Maybe it’s different now because it’s work to be here. But what isn’t work, these days? Your life is micromanaged down to the minutiae—the meals you eat, the products you use in your hair, your goddamn piss breaks. There’s no clocking out for you, no gasp of relief that comes after. Such is life for one of Seoul’s many playthings.

Even in the dead of winter, your stylist, Hyerin, has you in a dress that begs to be pulled down every five minutes like clockwork. 

You learned a long time ago to bite your tongue on matters like this. The brands you work for pay you for the exposure you give them, after all. The chill that settles in your bones from the ten steps you take from your paid car to the venue door will be well worth it next time you count the zeroes in your bank account. At least, that’s what Hyerin told you as she pushed you out of the car and into the cold.

Wasteland looks the same as it did the very first night you ever stepped foot inside. Same red, glowing guitar sign above the entrance. Same shitty overpriced drinks. Same sticky floors. It’s nice that some things never change even when you do.

You’ve never been on the balcony, though. You’ve gotta hand it to Jeongguk—he’s really pulling out all the stops. To your knowledge, the balcony is normally reserved for VIPs. Close friends and family of the band, other celebrities, lucky and well-connected fans. Significant others. You suppose you fall under more than one of those categories now.

The crowd gathered on this side of the stage buzzes incessantly around you, waiting for the set to start. The excitement is palpable, and you understand why. It’s the very last show of Burn The Stage’s very first world tour following the release of their third studio album, and they’re ending it here: in Seoul. At Wasteland no less, the venue that housed the show that got them signed in the first place. Of course people are excited.

If you were the same person you were in The Before, you would be, too. 

Instead, as the stage lights go down and the crowd roars around you, you down the rest of your drink and pray it’ll do its job and calm your fidgeting. For a split second, the thought that maybe you shouldn’t be drunk tonight passes through your brain, but it disappears as quickly as it comes. Your hopes of making a good first impression were squandered as soon as Hyerin zipped up your dress. 

Besides, it’s not as if Jeongguk picked you for your shining reputation. More like the opposite.

With a flash of lights and a cacophony of sound, Burn The Stage launches into their first song on the setlist. The crowd roars around you, but you’re not here as a fan, so you try to remember everything Jeongguk taught you in preparation for tonight.

If you weren’t already close, most everything there is to learn about Jeon Jeongguk himself could easily be found with a simple Naver search.

Not only is Jeongguk the lead vocalist and rhythm guitarist of Burn The Stage, but he’s also the de facto face of the band, and he couldn’t be better suited for the job. He’s beautiful. Like, seriously beautiful. Well-built and knows it, sings songs about love and sex and anger with the sweetest voice known to man, covered in tattoos and piercings that eommas everywhere pretend to disapprove of when they’re actually ogling just as much as their daughters. He’s a teenage girl’s wet dream, and with that comes hordes of them using the deductive skills of the NIS to figure out the last time he took a shit. Very little in his life is a secret, whether he likes it or not.

The rest of the band, in turn, gets the luxury of a little bit of mystery.

Park Jimin, the drummer, and Kim Taehyung, the bassist. Jeongguk’s best friends in the world. You’ve met them both in passing before, at industry events here and there, and they both seemed nice enough. 

Jimin has a bit of a reputation for being temperamental, angry, but the way Jeongguk describes him paints him as something gentle. Childhood friends who’ve known each other since scraped knees and runny noses. 

It’s public knowledge that Jimin wanted to be a dancer, before this—that when he was in college, he suffered an injury that ended his dancing career before it even started. One moment he was one of the most promising ballet students in Seoul, and the next he was retired at nineteen. He doesn’t like to talk about it, but every time the band is interviewed the question is inevitably asked. Do you have any regrets? You’ve watched the videos, seen the way he shakes with anger even as he answers with a saccharine smile. You have a feeling getting along with Jimin won’t pose any challenges for you. You know a thing or two about regrets.

Taehyung is a bit harder to figure out, but not in any way that sparks concern. He’s just an interesting guy that way. 

He was the last to join the band, the first to answer a ‘BASS PLAYER NEEDED’ ad posted around the city. Apparently, he was so good that they didn’t feel the need to call anyone else.

He lives in his own world, does his own thing. Posts very artistic photo dumps on his Instagram with concerningly cryptic captions. He’s quiet when he’s around people he doesn’t know, but when he’s put in a room with Jimin and Jeongguk he becomes the loudest person there. He’s kind, caring, always seems to know the right thing to say even if it’s delivered in the strangest manner possible.

Jimin and Taehyung won’t cause any problems for you. Jeongguk assured you that they’d be easy to win over, that as long as Jeongguk likes you, you’re in with them. 

The real wild card is the guitarist. Min Yoongi.

According to Jeongguk, Burn The Stage wouldn’t even exist if it weren’t for Yoongi. When the band formed, they were just dumb kids with a shared dream, but Yoongi was the one to set it all in motion. 

When they didn’t have anywhere to practice, Yoongi convinced the ajumma he worked for to let him cram as much equipment as he could fit into a tiny noraebang room. When venues wouldn’t book them without the guarantee that they would draw a crowd, Yoongi burned hundreds of CDs and stood on the streets of Hongdae begging people to listen. When shady entertainment companies started offering them laughable contracts, Yoongi found Namjoon and somehow convinced him to manage them for dirt cheap. When they finally got an offer worth taking, Yoongi made them mull it over for as long as they possibly could. Weigh the pros and cons and decide if it was what they really wanted.

If Jeongguk is the face of the band, Yoongi is the heart. Unfortunately for you, this particular heart is very well-guarded.

Yoongi takes his privacy seriously. He refuses to answer interview questions he deems too personal, he doesn’t use social media. When asked why, his answer is always that he wants the music to speak for him. 

Because that’s another thing: every single song that Burn The Stage has ever released has been penned by Yoongi. To his credit, it’s kind of what they’re known for. His lyrics have a raw honesty to them that’s gotten the band into trouble more than once. 

You finally tune into the show that’s unfolded below you, the words spilling from Jeongguk’s lips loud and clear in your ears now that you’re paying attention.

​​Well, I ain't got no dollar signs in my eyes That might be a surprise but it's true Said, "I'm not like you and I don't want your advice Or your praise or to move in the ways you do and I never will" 'Cause all you people are vampires And all your stories are stale And though you pretend to stand by us I know you're certain we'll fail

It’s rock music. It’s polarizing, controversial, edgy. Biting the hand that feeds them—especially in the eyes of the executives lining the band’s pockets, you’re sure. And yet everyone eats it up. 

Still, Yoongi wouldn’t get away with half of it if he wasn’t attractive, you’re sure of it.

Because he is. Attractive. They all are, and he’s no exception. He checks all of the boxes annoyingly well. The long hair, the signature smirk, the little silver barbell on a tongue that he seems all too happy to flash at a moment’s notice. Too bad he seems like one of those pretentious, tortured artist types that take themselves way too seriously. That’s never done it for you.

Jeongguk is the one singing Yoongi’s words, and he might as well be Korea’s sweetheart—if it weren’t for all the tattoos. He conveys the message of Yoongi’s songs exactly as intended, but he doesn’t have to act like an egotistical gatekeeper to do it.

Maybe it’s a preference on your part. You’ve always had a thing for sweetness.

★ ★ ★

After the concert, you’re ushered off of the balcony by one of the band’s security guards. It’s the same guy who escorted you up when you arrived, and you note to yourself that he’s very polite. Eunwoo, according to his nametag.

It tracks, given Burn The Stage’s reputation for making sure the women at their concerts feel comfortable in the crowd. You’ve heard stories about them stopping mid-song to have handsy men kicked out, and it’s nice to know their commitment extends to the people they employ for themselves.

Eunwoo offers you his hand palm-up as you descend down the balcony stairs, and you take it with a grateful smile. You’re feeling wobbly in these shoes, and the drinks you’ve downed since your arrival aren’t helping matters. Even with the assistance, you still feel like a baby giraffe as you step down, but thanks to Eunwoo, you don’t eat shit.

Eunwoo dutifully guides you backstage, to a grimy, graffitied hallway housing the dressing rooms for Wasteland’s talent of the night. Jeongguk waits outside of one of them, guzzling down a bottle of water as a female staff member dabs sweat off of his forehead with a pristine white towel. She’s only there for a moment before slipping back through the dressing room door. Finally noticing your approach, Jeongguk turns his head and grins at you, and you feel your nerves ebb away instantly. He’s good at that.

As you get closer to Jeongguk, you turn to smile and nod at Eunwoo in thanks. He smiles back politely, wordlessly falling back to give you some privacy.

“Daaaamn, YN-ah,” Jeongguk says, whistling lowly as you reach him. “You’re going to cause a bloodbath in there.” He nods his head towards the dressing room door, and you roll your eyes despite the heat building in your cheeks.

“I know, I know,” you say, smoothing your hands over your dress. “It’s not exactly a meet-the-family outfit, but I didn’t have a choice.”

“Nah, it’s cool. You look hot,” he says, grabbing your hand and making you do a spin, forcing a surprised laugh out of you as you try not to trip over yourself. Jeongguk keeps you steady, though, with a hand on your shoulder. “You good?”

“Yeah,” you say, although you’re sure your face gives away how terrified you are of what awaits you on the other side of the door. “Maybe you should’ve picked an actress for this, though.”

“I trust you,” he says softly, squeezing your shoulder. “It’s not too late to back out, though. I’ll understand…”

You believe him, of course. Those doe eyes don’t lie, and even so, he’s already told you over and over how bad he feels for asking this of you. But you don’t want to back out. Jeongguk has given you so much since you’ve met—it’s only right to try and repay him for it.

“I want to do this,” you assure him, reaching up to squeeze his hand on your shoulder. “I’m just worried I won’t be able to pull it off.”

“You will,” Jeongguk says, smiling down at you warmly. “Don’t sweat it too much, okay? We’ve got this. It’s not like I have to pretend to like you.”

Right. You wish Jeongguk’s words did what they were meant to and instilled some kind of confidence in you, but what they actually do is make your chest ache uncomfortably. Pull yourself together, you think. Now’s not the time.

You smile good-naturedly, hoping Jeongguk doesn’t notice the way it doesn’t quite meet your eyes. “Let’s get this over with,” you mumble.

“That’s the spirit!” he laughs, sliding the hand on your shoulder around to the other one so his arm is slung around you. You hate the way your heart flutters, despite the fact that you’d prepared for this. Dumb bitch.

Jeongguk cracks the dressing room door open just enough to ensure that all of the men inside are decent, and then he’s guiding you inside, your hands flying down to smooth your dress over again, just in case. 

The dressing room is bustling with more people than you expected, people you recognize from the balcony and staff alike. There’s a fast-paced rock song playing over a bluetooth speaker, almost loud enough to drown out the chatter. 

Everyone seems to be in celebration mode after the last show of the tour. There’s a large sheet cake on a cart in the middle of the room emblazoned with the band members’ faces in frosting, plastic champagne flutes littered around the room in varying states of fullness. Judging by the bottle in his hand and the way staff members wipe at his face fussily, it seems like Taehyung took the liberty of pouring champagne over his head to cool off.

You’re used to having lots of eyes on you—it comes with the job—but something about the way Jeongguk’s bandmates immediately stop what they’re doing and take notice of your presence startles you, puts you on edge.

“Jeonggukie! You missed the cake,” Jimin calls, standing up from where he sat on the couch. He holds out a slice of the sheet cake to Jeongguk, tilting his head at you as he approaches. “Where do I know you from?”

Jeongguk removes his arm from your shoulders to take the plate, snorting at the image of his decapitated cake-head staring up at him. “Hyungs,” he says, grabbing a plastic fork and digging into the slice. “This is YLN YN.”

“Oh, we’ve met before! The model, right?” Taehyung pipes up from where he’s still being wiped down, and you nod politely. “I saw your Innisfree campaign last month. I couldn’t remember whether your skin was really that nice in person.”

You watch as he extricates himself from the staff, ignoring their protests as he walks away from them.

Taehyung gets close to you, close enough to inspect your pores like he clearly intends to, and you fight the urge to instantly recoil. Jeongguk seems too busy stuffing his face with cake to interfere, and you want to make a good first impression. So much for your personal bubble.

“It is,” he says, nodding sagely to himself.

“Th-thank you?” you stammer. Beside you, Jeongguk finally tunes back in.

“Jeez, hyung,” he says around a mouthful of cake. He chews for a moment, swallowing thickly before continuing. “Let her breathe.”

“Sorry,” Taehyung says sheepishly, backing out of your personal space, and you let go of a breath you hadn’t realized you’d been holding, shaking your head.

“It’s fine,” you say, mustering a polite smile. 

You note that despite his initial (albeit subtle) acknowledgement of your existence when you walked in the door, Yoongi now seems entirely disinterested in interacting with you. He hasn’t moved from where he’s planted on the couch, focused intently on strumming his guitar. How he can even hear what he’s playing over the noise is beyond you. It’s not even plugged into an amp. 

You’d be a little annoyed that he hasn’t even bothered to greet you, but you reason that he must be pretty worn out from all of the fanfare surrounding the show tonight. Introvert recognizes introvert. You try not to take it personally.

“Do you know Jeongguk-ah well?” Jimin asks, drawing your attention back to him. His eyes bounce between you and his bandmate. He seems to be putting the pieces together, so you glance at Jeongguk, wordlessly passing the question his way.

Thankfully, Jeongguk seems to get the hint. He tosses his plate in the nearest trash can before sliding over to you again, his arm slipping around your waist easily, betraying nothing.

“Hyungs,” he starts, glancing at you and nodding once. Let the show begin. “YN-ah is actually, um… my girlfriend.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Yoongi sit up. That got his attention, it seems. 

A hush falls over the room, even the eyes of the staff members within earshot widening in response to Jeongguk’s announcement. Oh shit, you think. Please let this go well.

“Since when?” Taehyung asks, curiosity piqued. Thankfully, though, he doesn’t seem upset by the new information. At least, not as far as you can tell.

“Well, um,” Jeongguk starts, tonguing nervously at his lip ring. He pulls you closer so you’re practically curled against his chest now, and you silently pray that the way you’re looking at him reads as sweet and not like you’re about to jump out of your skin. “It’s actually been a few months now… Since right before the tour, actually.”

“Right before the tour?” Jimin asks, his brow furrowing in obvious confusion. “So you’ve been doing long distance?”

Jeongguk glances at you, a soft smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. “Yeah, it was bad timing on my part,” he says, his eyes fixed on yours. Damn. If he didn’t have such great pipes, you’d say he should’ve gone into acting. He’s male lead material. “I just couldn’t leave without telling her how I felt.”

You wish that you could do or say literally anything useful instead of just clinging to Jeongguk’s side like a barnacle. This is supposed to be a joint effort, but you feel frozen in place, unable to find your voice. It’s a good thing Jeongguk seems to be pulling it off all on his own.

“So cute,” Taehyung coos, bumping his shoulder against Jimin’s conspiratorially. “Our Jeonggukie’s all grown up and in love.”

“He’s always been a romantic,” Jimin joins in, miming at wiping fake tears as if he’s a proud parent. He reaches out and grabs your hands, startling you. “Please take care of him.”

“Hyuuuungs,” Jeongguk whines, tearing his arm away from you to whack Jimin and Taehyung on their heads simultaneously. “You’re going to scare her away!”

“Doubtful,” Yoongi says from where he’s still seated on the couch. Oh, so he does speak. It’s the first time you’ve heard his voice all night. It’s low, raspier in person than in the videos you’ve seen online. His words are directed at Jeongguk, but when you turn your head to look at him you find that his gaze is fixed on you. Your pulse spikes at the discovery. “I don’t think anything could scare her away from you, Guk-ah.”

The words themselves are innocuous, even supportive, but something about the way he says them makes your gut twist. Nobody else seems put off by it, but you can tell something’s not right. You have to say something, to open your mouth and speak. You have to pull this off, for Jeongguk.

“I’m not going anywhere,” you say, forcing a smile. You manage to tear your gaze away from Yoongi, looking back at Jeongguk. He’s grinning down at you, and it’s real, even if the pretense of it isn’t. Your smile becomes a little less forced in return.

★ ★ ★

Jimin and Taehyung are insistent that you stick around and celebrate for a while, so you do. You end up enjoying yourself, despite the weird moment with Yoongi. 

Jimin and Taehyung are fun to be around, just like Jeongguk said they would be, although conversation between the three of them becomes a little hard for you to follow sometimes. They just talk so fast. 

They ask you questions about your job, your friends, your family. They also tease Jeongguk relentlessly in front of you and seem all too thrilled to find out that you’re their noona. You find it surprising how easily you open up to them, but it just… happens. Just like it did with Jeongguk when you first met.

You relax enough to convince yourself that your perceived pointed nature of Yoongi’s words earlier was all in your head. Surely, he couldn’t have a problem with you when he doesn’t even know you. Jeongguk told you himself that Yoongi’s a quiet guy. Maybe that was his own way of telling you he approves of you. He hasn’t said or done anything since to make you think otherwise. Granted, he hasn’t said or done anything, period.

Once he arrives, you meet Namjoon, Burn The Stage’s manager. Jeongguk told you a little bit about him, but it was mostly just thinly-veiled thirsting. Now you see why.

He clarifies right off the bat that he already knows who you are, which saves you the anxiety of having to go through the whole routine again, and then he apologizes for being late.

“I was talking to reporters. I wanted the guys to be able to celebrate without having to do any interviews,” he explains as he shakes your hand with a dimpled smile. Damn. Yeah, you don’t blame Jeongguk one bit.

After a while, the champagne catches up with you and you have to excuse yourself to the bathroom.

The staff member that was dabbing Jeongguk’s sweat earlier—Minji, you learn—directs you out of the dressing room and to the nearest women’s bathroom further down the hallway. 

You try to make it as quick as possible, much tipsier than you thought and all the more unstable in these shoes because of it. After one last check of your hair and makeup in the mirror, you make your exit, focusing down at your feet as you go.

Unfortunately, you run headfirst into someone’s chest in the process. Hands come up to grab your elbows, steadying you before you fall flat on your face. For a second, you think maybe Minji had been waiting to escort you back to the dressing room, but these are not a woman’s hands holding you up. Wait a second, you think. You definitely saw these ring-clad fingers displayed on a huge screen earlier. Strumming at a guitar, perhaps?

In a moment of amazing mental clarity on your part considering the state you’re in, you realize that these are Min Yoongi’s hands, and your head snaps up to look up at him.

“Yoongi-ssi! I’m so sorry!” You quickly right yourself to the best of your ability, pressing your hand to the wall next to you for support.

Once he’s sure you can hold yourself up without his help, Yoongi instantly retracts his hands, crossing his arms over his chest. “I should’ve been looking where I was going,” you add, doing your best to bow in apology without losing your balance again.

Yoongi tilts his head at you as if he’s assessing you, his gaze inscrutable. Man, for a lyricist this guy isn’t big on words. You’re just about to politely say goodbye and head back to the dressing room when he finally speaks.

“I’ve spent the past hour trying to figure out what your angle could possibly be, but I’m coming up short.”

Um. What?

“Huh?” you manage, blinking at Yoongi like he’s suddenly grown a second head.

“It’s not like your career’s in any trouble. Nobody thinks you're Korea’s angel or anything, but your shit reputation hasn’t stopped you from getting brand deals,” Yoongi continues, scoffing to himself. “Are you just bored? Is this what you do to amuse yourself?”

Uh oh. He knows. He knows for sure, and even worse, he thinks that you’re the mastermind.

“I seriously have no idea what you’re talking about,” you say, forcing your voice to remain level. You don’t even try to defend your reputation. It’s not like he’s wrong. 

“Right,” Yoongi says, leaning in a little closer, like he’s about to tell you a secret. “Well, a word of advice. If you want people to buy that you’re really in love with Jeongguk, you could try to look less like you’re going to throw up when he touches you.”

FUCK. You thought you pulled it off. You thought you pulled it off, and now here’s Jeongguk’s goddamn hero telling you point-blank that you didn’t. You wrack your brain trying to think of anything you could possibly say to defend yourself, to get this guy off your ass, because this cannot be your fault. You’d never forgive yourself.

“I—”

“Or,” Yoongi starts, cutting you off. “You could just cut the bullshit and leave Jeongguk alone.” He pauses, rubbing his chin as if he’s pretending to think about it and then nodding once. “Yeah, let’s go with that one.”

Jesus Christ he’s a piece of work. You feel your fists clench at your sides, your nails digging painfully into your palms. You just got your nails done, and there’s a strong possibility you’ll draw blood, but it’s all you can do not to strangle this asshole right here and leave Burn The Stage without a guitarist.

“Yoongi-ssi,” you say, your words dripping with fake politeness. Fuck this guy, actually. “I don’t know what I’ve done to give you such a bad impression of me, but I assure you that Jeongguk and I are very much in love.”

“How many times do I have to tell you I don’t buy it?” Yoongi asks, voice tinged with impatience. “You may have everyone else in that room fooled, but not me, and if you hurt Jeongguk I can guarantee it won’t end well for you.”

“You don’t know anything about me,” you snap. “Again, I don’t know what the fuck I’ve done to make you think so poorly of me, but I meant what I said in there. I’m not going anywhere.”

You need to remove yourself from this interaction right now before you do something stupid like burst into tears. You take the opportunity to push past Yoongi before he gets a chance to say anything else, making sure to essentially shoulder check him in the process because again, fuck this guy.

You stalk down the hallway, feeling much more sober now. It’s as if all of the alcohol got forcibly drained from your system in the face of total fucking disaster, and you’re honestly thankful for it, because the last thing you need is this asshole seeing you actually fall.

For a moment, you’re fooled into thinking you’d successfully ended the conversation, but of course he needs the last word.

“I know more about you than you think, dollface.”

Dollface? The fuck?

You chance a glance behind you and you immediately regret it. Yoongi leans against the wall where you left him, an amused smirk spread over his face, and the sight immediately fills you with dread, a type of primal panic you haven’t felt in four years flooding your senses.

He doesn’t… He couldn’t know about that. There’s no possible way. Jeongguk doesn’t even know about that. Nobody does, because you’ve done everything in your meager power to keep it that way.

You whip your head back around to face front, your heels clacking on the crusty linoleum beneath them as you continue down the hallway. Don’t look back, you think. He doesn’t know. 

You’re thankful that you brought your bag with you to the bathroom, because you’re very much not in the mood for a party now. Once you’re safely outside, you call your car and send a text to Jeongguk explaining your sudden escape. You felt sick, you tell him. 

It’s not like it’s a lie. 

Yoongi loves being on stage.

Over the past few years, there’s been a noticeable change in his demeanor. He’s become passive, apathetic to the normal day-to-day that comes with being a celebrity. Nothing really wows him anymore.

He remembers the way he reacted to the accommodations the band received when they first got signed. He was way too scared to ask for things at first, but the label gave it all to him anyway.

For instance, Yoongi’s always been particular about his stationery. The first time he filled a notebook after getting signed, he didn’t even think to consider it a company expense. Why would he? He was fully capable of buying his own shit, even if he had to save up for it. Sure, every time he had to write a lyric down on the back of a receipt his eye would twitch, but it wasn’t anything he hadn’t done before.

But the label guys noticed. Before he even had a chance to buy his next batch of notebooks and pens, he was sat down in a spacious meeting room and asked point-blank what he needed. When Yoongi gave them specifics—Leuchtturm 1917 unlined hardcover pocket journals and a fuckton of Uni-Ball Jetstream Premier pens—they didn’t even bat an eye. When he—rightfully—warned them that he might strangle someone if he’s handed a gel pen instead of a ballpoint, they just assured him that wouldn’t happen.

Ever since then, there’s been an endless supply of exactly what he needs, always within reach. He’s still grateful for that, of course, because he goes through those fuckers fast. But it’s just a fact of his life now. It’s not special to get his fucking Leuchtturms anymore, not when he could douse his entire supply with gasoline and burn it on a whim and still have a fresh one in his hand within mere minutes.

And it’s not just journals and pens.

Namjoon is the band’s representative. Yoongi picked him personally long before there was any contract, or even hope for one, and if everything were to go to shit tomorrow, Namjoon would still be there. But after the single from their second album charted on the Billboard Hot 100, a label-equivalent to Namjoon was hired, as if anybody could ever be equivalent to Namjoon. Park Hyunseok. Park Hyunseok, whose sole duty is to buzz around Yoongi and his bandmates like a pesky fly and “make sure they’re happy.” They quite literally want for nothing.

Yoongi remembers when his skin used to buzz with the emotions simmering just under the surface. He was fiery in his youth, pissed off and ready to prove a point. He felt everything strongly, fully.

Not so much these days. Anger is only marketable for so long, or so he’s been told.

For the past year, Yoongi’s felt numb to the world. And he’s dealt with it, of course. That’s what he does. The album did great, the tour sold out, the boys are happy. That’s really all that matters. He just doesn’t know how he’s going to write another fucking album if he’s got nothing to write about anymore.

Still, he loves being on stage. There’s nothing like it. It never gets old, never gets boring. He still hasn’t gotten used to the feeling of stepping onstage and feeling a crowd scream his name, scream his lyrics right back at him. Lyrics to songs that he wrote in his shoebox apartment when he was eighteen and it felt like nobody gave a fuck about him. Funny how things change.

Nobody can take that feeling away from him, even if they’ve taken all the other ones.

It’s been a good night. It feels good to be back in Seoul after being away for months, feels even better to be on this particular stage again. Yoongi always feels keyed up after a good show, itching to do something with all of the energy thrumming through his body, and tonight is no different. He’s almost giddy with the opportunity to celebrate this tour with his bandmates and Namjoon and then go home and crash. Home. Fuck, it’s a good night. He has a hot date with his king size bed.

But then you.

It’s been years since you’ve even been a thought in Yoongi’s brain, and he liked it that way. Unfortunately, it’s apparently true what they say: all good things must come to an end.

Yoongi sees right through you. He's met so many of your type in his life that even if he hadn’t met you before he would’ve been able to sniff you out the second you walked backstage. Users. Social climbers. The bored and braindead looking for their next toy. The exact kind of person he’s been trying to protect Jeongguk from this whole time, and now you’re on his arm. 

And whatever, a hookup is one thing. Yoongi frankly doesn’t give a fuck where Jeongguk decides to stick his dick. The less he knows the better on that front. But a relationship? No, it isn’t real. Yoongi knows that much. Maybe it is for Jeongguk, but not for you. He's never even heard Jeongguk, hopeless romantic extraordinaire, talk about you.

Jeongguk introduces you as his girlfriend, and suddenly it’s like Yoongi’s watching a car crash in slow motion. He prays that he’s not alone, that Jimin and Taehyung have caught on to your piss-poor acting skills—seriously, you look like you’re about to pass out—but it looks like Yoongi’s entirely alone on this one. You have them wrapped around your little finger with minimal effort. He has a feeling that comes as naturally to you as breathing.

Of course, Yoongi has the added displeasure of having met you before, way back when. When you had the chance to be somebody, before you pissed it away, to what? To pout in front of a camera for a living? He thought he’d run out of ways to be wrong about you four years ago, but clearly you just can’t help yourself.

And of course you don’t remember him. Why would you?

Yoongi knows Jeongguk better than anybody. He also knows that thing people say about teenagers is true. If you tell them not to do something, they’ll only want to do it more. Jeongguk may be a grown man now, but he’s stubborn as fuck, and he never grew out of that. If he goes to Jeongguk and flat-out tells him that his girlfriend is a piece of human garbage, Jeongguk will only date her harder.

He tries to control the infection at the source by confronting you directly, but it’s clear the fire that he thought you lacked is, in fact, there, if only to piss Yoongi off.

“I’m not going anywhere,” you say.

Okay.

If that’s how you want to play, Yoongi can fucking play. He’s going to make you wish you’d left Jeongguk alone when he gave you the chance.

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[parvulous-writings]

Could I request dating headcanons for Alejandro Vargas, John Price, and Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick with gn s/o please? - Fluff anon

Warnings: Mentions/allusions to canon typical violence.

Notes:  My requests are currently open! My request post (found here) contains both a list of characters I write for, and a masterlist!  Original character list - please request for these too! If you’d like to support me more, consider reblogging! I’d appreciate it loads!! I put Gaz first because I feel like people overlook him so much.

𝘒𝘺𝘭𝘦 '𝘎𝘢𝘻' 𝘎𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬

Kyle doesn't often talk about his time in the Task Force, despite spending so much time there. It's not that he won't, or can't (except for some circumstances), it's just that he doesn't see much point in it. He'll answer questions when you ask, but he won't go out of his way to tell you about it all - unless Johnny made a funny joke that he cannot help but spout to you. He's close to Johnny - and to Price. Less so Ghost; but from what you've heard about the Lieutenant, that wasn't too unusual. When he's back, he's typically much more focused on you, and what you've done whilst he's been away. "And how's my sweetheart been, hm? Not getting into too much trouble, I would hope..."

Like the rest of the 141, he's gone a lot. He's a Sargent, he can't exactly decline very easily; and though he loves you dearly, he doesn't want to leave the force just yet. He feels that he has so much more that he can give, and doesn't want to waste that. He balances his time with the force and his time with you pretty well, though. He takes regular leave unless he is unable to for operations, and keeps in regular contact with you; mainly through calls and texts, or even through emails when phone signal gets scarce.

Gaz loves physical affection; he really likes holding hands with you when you're out and about. Not only is it a way of showing emotion between the pair of you, but it also means you can't wander off so easily. At home, he likes to be next to you - no matter what you're doing. You could be watching a film, doing housework, or just out on a walk - and Gaz is right there with you. He's also an acts of service man; he cleans, he cooks, surprises you with little bits and pieces when he thinks you might need that pick-me-up to your day.

𝒜𝓁𝑒𝒿𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓇𝑜 𝒱𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒶𝓈

Alejandro's life in Los Vaqueros is kind of heavily interwoven with ordinary life; it simply cannot be avoided. His work is for the protection of his home and his people, and you are encompassed in that. You know the broad strokes of what has happened, but he rarely tells you of upcoming ops, just in case something happens to your shared home, or to you. "It's not that I'm trying to exclude you, cariño, I'm just trying to be... Prepared. It can keep us both... Safer." Of course he's well aware that by being with him, you can never be truly 'safe', but he tries his best keep you as safe as he is able.

Though his Ops or busts are usually around your home, he doesn't tend to spend much time at home - mainly as a way to keep you safe, and out of the eyes of the cartel. He keeps in contact, though. You have a ham radio he tries to call you on at least once a day whilst he's away, and he sends little notes and letters through a middle man when it's safe enough, but too risky to be heard on the radio. He always assures you that he's safe, uninjured, and always missing home - It's clear that he thinks about you often.

Alejandro enjoys cooking; with you, for you, you name it, he enjoys it. He especially enjoys teaching you his family's recipes for various dishes - Pozole, baked chicken chalupas, sopes - if he gets his way, he will teach you all the recipes he knows. Once you mastered those, perhaps he'll take you to his mother, for the three of you to cook or bake together.

John Price

The majority of the time that you hear about the Task Force is through the grumbling and complaining that John does about the copious amounts of paperwork he has to deal with. He takes care of as much as he can whilst he's on-base, but unfortunately, sometimes he has to bring some on leave with him. A Captain's work is never done, it seems. Whilst away, he keeps in contact mostly through email; he says has plenty of time to, when he's sat his desk and computer for so long. You don't entirely believe him, but you let it slide. It's nice to hear from him whilst he's away, it keeps the worry and the anxiety out of your mind. When he's home, outside of his home office, he rarely talks about his work - unless he's telling you about some close-call (typically with Johnny), that in hindsight is rather funny. Other than that, he likes to keep the conversation of 'What's been going on' solely focused on you, even if you've nothing much to report.

Price is gone... An awful lot. He doesn't get a lot of time home, thanks to his station, but every bit of leave he can get, he makes sure to come home to you. Sometimes his leave is very short, though, so instead of spending the majority of it travelling (which would wear him out far too much), he'll opt for virtual dinner dates instead. He's very understanding of the fact that this situation isn't really ideal for love, or dating. He was aware from the start, and had warned you as such. He often reminds you, late at night, that you don't have to stay with him - you're free to leave and see whomever else you so choose, it could be years until he has the opportunity to retire. You just shake your head at him, and take a moment to reassure him that you're not going anywhere. It's not ideal, no, but you're willing to wait. You know John is the one for you.

John loves a good day out. Down to the beach? He's packing his sunnies. A hike? Wonderful, he's got a new pair of boots he needs to break in. Trip to a museum? Brilliant, what kind? Being able to share time with you, making memories of things big and small, is his ideal day. If he could do it forever, he would in a heartbeat.

[fallenangel-s-thot]

your wife | yoonseok + you

summary: your husband want to try something new and yoongi didn't mind to help.

pairing: min yoongi x f! reader x jung hoseok

warnings: eighteen+ content, porn with plot, dark, fingering, threesome, (m) masterbating, slight degradation, undertones of manipulation.

author note: it's not proof read and the grammar is not great nether ಥ⁠_⁠ಥ i wrote it when I was simping over sope and thought i should publish it . Btw we have a little bit of sub yoongi here.

i do not give anyone permission to translate or repost my work, please be respectful - if you enjoyed please comment or reblog!

yoongi is disgusted with his behavior.

he hates that every interaction with you, his best friend’s wife, results in his cock straining against the fabric of his pants. all alone in his bedroom, he slips his hand underneath his boxers to do everything he can to relieve himself, and he whimpers pathetically from the slightest contact.

the walls of his shared apartment with Hoseok are way too thin.

he can hear your muffled moans, the sound of your whines feeding his heated state as he pumps even faster.

when he closes his eyes he thinks about how Hoseok fucks you, pictures how pliable you look underneath his large frame, and tries to imagine the squelching sound your pussy makes as Hoseok pounds into your cunt. 

he cums all over himself, sinking his teeth into his pillowcase as a single tear trickles down his blushing face. 

he swears he’s going to stop, that he would finally get a grip on these urges but he’s caught in a vicious circle.

it’s a dirty little secret he conceals - but the guilt wraps around his neck like a noose whenever you or hobi smile in his direction.

you love how much you’ve integrated yourself into Hoseok’s life, especially when it came to his cherished friendship with yoongi.

he always spoke so fondly of yoongi - and sometimes you wonder just how close they were before you were married to Hoseok.

you only recently began noticing a slight shift in Yoongi’s behavior.

you tried not to dwell on it at first and merely assumed that he was just going through something but one night, when you snuck away from Hoseok’s bed to use the bathroom, you approached the door and noticed a strip of light peeking out from underneath the frame.

you could hear low grunts coming from the other side, and your stomach coiled because you immediately picked up on what was happening. yoongi was moaning softly to himself, cursing under his breath until your name left him like a broken plea.

you quickly turned on your heel, marching straight back to your husband’s bedroom in utter shock. hook laughs when you tell him the story.

you were anxious and worried, but your boyfriend merely chuckled to himself with indifference. 

“poor guy. he hates being alone. he must be getting frustrated, and it looks like he isn’t getting any action,” he explained with genuine sympathy, before proceeding to point out that he was the only reason why yoongi managed to get laid in the first place. 

“I've been neglecting my duties since we got serious,” he pointed out with a shrug. you were surprised that he wasn’t more alarmed about the situation, but Hoseok reassures you that yoongi wouldn’t cross any lines.

at this point, you wanted to satisfy your curiosities and you boldly asked Hoseok if he’s ever helped out yoongi when he was this desperate. 

“it’s happened a few times,” your husband honestly replies, “But Hyung and I know it doesn’t mean anything...” 

the heavy silence is only broken when you shock Hoseok with a suggestion, by stating that maybe the two of you can assist yoongi in his current predicament.

your pretty hobi’s eyes glimmer with excitement and he can’t help but think what this could mean for the three of you in the future. 

“Is this better, yoongi?” hobi murmurs, his thumb tracing over Yoongi’s throat as he looks down at him. 

he’s standing next to the edge of the bed, while yoongi ays out flat across the mattress. his best friend nods his head, panting heavily as his slender fingers press into the meat of your thighs. he’s watching you grind your hips back and forth with hooded eyes.

his abdominals sink when you drag your nails across his torso, and you can’t help but smile over how pretty he looks melting beneath you.

“fuck, she f-feels...she feels amazing...ugh, you’re so perfect...” he cries, choking out a sob as you slowly raise your hips before dropping your weight back down over his length. 

hoseok raises his brow with approval and tucks his bottom lip between his teeth as he eyes you hungrily before flashing you a tender smile.

“she is...” 

his fingers curl underneath Yoongi’s minty locks, and he lightly massages his scalp.

“you act like such a needy brat when you don’t get what you want...” he huffs, bringing the tip of his leaky cock against Yoongi’s lips.

“now be a good boy and show me how thankful you are.”

fuck this is gonna be intense. 

[dearweirdme]

https://www.tumblr.com/dearweirdme/755230566619758592/thanks-for-answering-my-ask-i-was-this-one

• JK being obsessed with JM is an assumption made by jkkrs — the same assumption is used by all other ships JK is involved in

• Jikook did not drink together before Hobi’s enlistment ceremony — that was a manipulated translation by a jkkr who used “language barriers” as an excuse for non-Koreans not understanding what they were talking about, meanwhile other native Korean speakers corrected them multiple times

• JK apparently wasn’t even playing “Letter” on the guitar, as it has now been pointed out by other anons lol

• JK being excited and “giddy” about a project that he is a part of?? No way. He must in be love 🤪

• The uncanniness of JK going live when JM leaves the country is a shipper mindset, because as a tkkr, I can tell you that there’s also a pattern for JK’s lives whenever Tae had a schedule/was busy — I’m sure other shippers have similar theories as well lmao and that’s just confirmation bias

• I think I have an idea of why JK didn’t go to JM’s shows and it’s most likely because he wasn’t even fully aware of JM’s schedule — idk I’m making an educated guess based on JK not even knowing when JM was out of the country or not knowing that his promotions were over (JK said this himself, mind you)

• “Maybe he’s too distracting for Jimin” BFFR ANON they’re in the same band 😭

• JK did not actually know all the words to JM’s songs and what jkkrs like to claim is JK being “mesmerized by JM” while watching his MVs, is JK reading the lyrics (iirc, he literally mentions that he wants to look up the lyrics for that part or something like that)

• JK also consumed every single thing the other members put out too (pls he’s so aware of when they release things) — but fun note (because I’m a tkkr) JK watched Vibe with Tae and was ✨giddy✨ over remembering how Tae misheard the lyrics — also despite not doing a live to show that he was watching Tae’s content, JK was really up to date with any and all things Tae-related (this is corroborated by the multiple times he mentioned having seen the content, or by references he made that came specifically from something that Tae was a part of)

• “It was way more than any other member of BTS” and you’re talking about the interactions they had during a WV live 😭

• Do jkkrs actually listen to anything that jikook say? Because even during Face promotions and when he was busy preparing the album, JM mentioned that he’d been seeing Sope the most often — Hobi and Yoongi also made comments about how often they’d see Jimin, so whyyyyy weren’t jikook seeing each other? Let me guess, they’re too distracting to each other? 😂

• “Pretty involved application process” and it’s just filling out paperwork to choose the buddy program as an enlistment option — it’s wild how jkkrs are suddenly experts on how the SK military works

• Jikook do have a history of working together, so that’s definitely a possibility, but as other people have since pointed out, Yoongi also picked up boxing, and he actually showed up with bruised and swollen knuckles around the same time as Jimin — omg yoonminkook boxing buddies lessgoooo

• Neither of them tell us when they are hanging out, but you know what they do tell us? That they haven’t seen each other in a while, that they don’t know what the other is up to, that they don’t know where the other is. So where do we go from here 🙃 also, the same logic can be applied to literally any other ship, including TK 😭 (we KNOW they’ve hung out more than they’ve mentioned)

• I’m curious what jkkrs think about JK being a cook in the military tbh, because as it’s been reported (by multiple sources, not just bitter JJKs as jkkrs like to claim) JK doesn’t actually sleep in the same area as the rest of the soldiers, but is with a smaller group of cooks since they have differing schedules from the other soldiers — yes, they are still in the same unit

• The irony of saying that Kayla’s blog is cherry picked and that you watch original content and “know the context” whilst typing out this monstrosity of an ask is wild

• If you believe all of that about jikook, what about all of the similar but arguably more compelling things about taekook? I’m almost certain that I can take any “jikook moment” and find a comparable moment between TK or any other ship for that matter because nothing jikook do is exclusive to them

Apologies, I’m sure this is choppy because I was trying to address as much as possible but yikes 😭

Hi @thv-jk97 !

An excellent picking apart of an insane take!

[mrs-monaghan]

Do you have a video for the bv4 instance that you guys mentioned where jk had to collect himself?

Hello my dear. Mizgator our queen of analysis talks about it here starting from the 14:12 minute mark. She explains the sexual tension though but doesn't bring up the footsie. So it will be my pleasure 😁😁😁

First of all. Here is JK shamelessly turning on his man. Before we continue there's a few things you have to understand. BTS were on break and Jimin went to Paris and Hawaii while JK stayed in SK. (Yes they saw eo for a few hours for JK's surprise bday but I'm sure it wasn't enough. No way) So they didn't see eo much. And BV 4 started like as soon as Jimin landed. Like he came home the day before and then the next day they were shooting BV4 ep 1. So my guess is, Jikook had not...... well. They had not. Alright? Not for a while anyway. So a simple footsie like that, would have driven anyone crazy. Especially if your sex life is usually off the chain. Which by some of the things we have accidentally witnessed, I think its safe to say Jikook know how to have fun.

JK said yes. He enjoyed having his hands tied during ON 😏😏

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Now I'm not saying these motherfuckers are kinky, but that's exactly what I'm saying 🙈

Okay. So anon this is the sequence. JK's toes are proper digging into his boyfriend's leg. And Jimin can pretend he is not paying attention because he's busy talking, but that man can feel every, single, press of what JK is doing

If you watch the video I linked above JK was proper pressing in on Jimin's leg. There is no way to ignore that.

Then suddenly Jhope asks Jimin;

And that's when JK gets up to leave. He was like; babe, you're on your own 🤣 And Jimin answers while looking at JK who is leaving;

Jhope for some reason keeps probing. 😂😂Note RM has his eyes on JK. This man knows Jikook and knows them very well. He was sus of JK and that's why he's watching him.

Lets keep in mind that indeed this room was actually very hot. SOPE switched seats because it was too hot. So keep in mind that this room is HOT. Okay? It's important.

So after getting the 3rd degree from Hobi as to why he was hot or if he was embarassed, Jimin gives the game away by looking at the Jimcock. Now this, is what let me know the dude was in hornyland.

What are u looking at Jimin? 🧐 what did JK do to you? 🤭🤭 So anyway, the culprit comes back with a whole ass coat on. Remember how we said the room was hot? Yeah.... why does JK have a coat on??

So anon like u mentioned, here is where Jikookers think JK went to the bathroom or outside to cool off/collect himself because he was hard. But I, think JK went to grab this coat so he could cover the Jungkonda. He didn't leave for long and when he came back he worked real hard to keep that place covered. So mans was still h.a.r.d

Moving on swiftly, Jimin pulls a Suga, and refuses to look up during the group toast.

Gee, I wonder why 🤔

So I know Jikook were sharing a room. Now while I believe they cuddled and then went back to their respective beds in the morning for shooting, I dont believe that's where the love making took place. I believe it was in the RV outside. No one was was using it and everyone was inside and they could be as loud as they wanted get all the privacy they needed. It had been a while. Privacy was required 😉

Damn. See why I said this blog aint for underage peeps? Anyway. Jikook is real.

[myprincejinnie]

bts tumblr fic recs!!

-separated by member and then genre-

if it has more than one genre like mafia and soulmate au then i will put it in the section that i think it leans more towards, but most will have summaries and warnings as well so it will be easy to figure out (hopefully lol). the genre is more au based and not like friends to lovers and stuff bc most aus have those genres as well and it is hard to separate. if it doesn't have an au it is prob in others. this list looks kind of scuffed bare w it pls. i really just made this to keep track of my fav fics so i can reread them. + some of them i haven't read in a while. and others i didn't add bc they are either on hold or it is pretty obvious that they are never going to be finished )); i really like hybrid, a/b/o, and soulmate aus so lots of those !! i go to tumblr after finishing my manhwas and when i get tired of trying to find fics on ao3, so i prob have more on the ao3 list. find other group and fandom lists here. >>the mentioned ao3 list<<

📕 - one shot/head cannon/short

📚 - series

🔃 - ongoing

✅️ - completed

🔞 - smut + not going to put all warnings for the type of smut going on in each so make sure to read warnings on the og post jic

OT7 (poly w all or just some)

___soulmate au___

love poem by minniepetals (OT7)📕

Summary: for years you’ve suffered for the longest time and for years they’ve hurt without understanding the true meaning behind it all. soulmates connected through the hearts, soulmates connected through the slightest touches, and when they finally meet their last soulmate, the seven gods vowed to themselves that they will love and protect you for the rest of their immortal lives. >> Warnings & Tags: mentions of death, mentions of war, minor character deaths, fluff, angst, soulmates au, poly, gods au, god of knowledge namjoon, god of stars seokjin, god of music yoongi, god of sun hoseok, god of spring jimin, god of ocean taehyung, and god of hearth jungkook. Notes: SO CUTE !!

baby (you complete us) by purpleyoonn (OT7)📚🔃🔞

Summary: Soulmates were a common occurrence, so common, in fact, that the world sought an easier way to find your other half: A bracelet that would scan your mark and match you with those who shared your mark. Within recent years, soul groups were becoming normal, and your own bracelet said you have seven matches. Or where you wear your bracelet for ten years, and finally give up the hope you would find your soul group, only for BTS to put theirs on and see what they were missing. >> Warnings & Tags: angst, mentions of depression, disabled mc (Ehlers Danlos syndrome), eventual smut, fluff, lots of fluff, idol bts x disabled mc, and mentions of disability Notes: read the warnings on each individual part. will end up having smut !!!

FRUITS, DAISIES AND A SPRINKLE OF LOVE by imnotlauriane (OT7)📚🔃

Summary: A soul's bond's archives is a shared space between soulmates, a safe space that allows the fated ones to share memories between themselves, a method commonly used to find each other without having to wait endlessly for luck to play its part. But when your own archives get tainted with pain due to bullies with too much time on their hands... Needless to say that despite you not knowing if you have soulmates, you begin to believe that maybe it's a good thing if you don't have any. >> Warnings & Tags: bts x reader, soulmate au, m/f, multi, rated m, mentions of abuse, and there will at times be gruesome details of bullying shown in the form of flashbacks and dreams.

___a/b/o au___

Lone Wolf by sopebubbles (OT7, SOPE FOCUSED)📚🔃

Summary: in a world where alphas, betas, and omegas live along side modern humans as second class citizens, you've fallen through the cracks of a society that wants to take everything wonderful from you. Luckily a timely encounter with the boys just might save your life. >> Warnings & Tags: bigotry, including internalized bigotry, negative self-talk, neglect, childhood trauma, mentions of SA, a/b/o, omegaverse, angst, poly ot7 x reader, sope focused, and hurt/comfort. Notes: read the warnings on each individual part. might end up having smut !!!

Snow Angel by daichiduskdrop (OT7) 📚🔃(🔞?)

Summary: After Yoongi and Jimin find a distressed omega in the mall they take her home in an attempt to settle her. Quickly getting attached, the whole all-alpha pack starts to wish to keep the girl around, going completely soft for her. >> Warnings & Tags: a/b/o, strangers to lovers, and fluff Notes: read the warnings on each individual part. might end up having smut !!! the following chapter is listed at the end of each chapter, the mlist isn't being updated at the moment.

Best of Us by bts-trash-blog (RAP LINE x READER)📚🔃🔞

Summary: Being an Omega is hard, it could be so lonely. The hardships that you would sometimes feel seemed to much, always expected of things you could never fully reach. Always seen as a piece of meat to some, seen as weak and stupid. So you worked your ass off to finally work your dream job. And the world all changed when you met one of the bosses. And couldn’t help but end up falling. >> Warnings & Tags: a/b/o, rap line x chubby omega reader, mentions of sexual harassment, heats, ruts, SMUT, angst, and possessive behavior. Notes: read the warnings on each individual part. the next chapter is listed at the beginning of each chapter.

Before I Leave You by hollyhomburg 📚🔃🔞

Summary: Someone always has to leave first; They just didn’t expect Yoongi to come back with a new omega (who’s clearly been through some shit). >> Warnings & Tags: a/b/o au, mafia au, poly, SMUT, heat, praise kink, emotional abuse, physical abuse, forced mating marks, graphic murder scenes, negative self-talk, self-esteem issues, non-verbal characters, abandonment, PTSD, hurt/comfort, gluttonous fluff, agoraphobia, implied/referenced self-harm, suicidal thoughts and brief desperate suicide attempt, unreliable narrators, gender dysphoria, transgender characters, internalized transphobia, internalized misogyny, epilepsy, slowish-burn, beta yoongi, omega reader, omega jungkook, omega seokjin, alpha namjoon, alpha hoseok, alpha taehyung, and alpha jimin. Notes: read the warnings on each individual part.

___fantasy au (werewolf/vampire/etc.)___

Right Here, Right Now by hobidreams (RAP LINE x READER) 🔞📕

Summary: what if little red wants to get eaten by the big bad wolves? >> Warnings & Tags: werewolf au, college au, SMUT, pwp, humor, they’re still kinda sweet, not actually a fairytale au Notes: filthy and hot, but oh so good.

___hybrid au___

heartbeat by minniepetals (OT7)📕

Summary: running away from your master is never easy so you deem yourself this will be the last time if you are fatefully brought back to his hold again. so what happens when you stumble upon seven men who says they won’t bring you back? what happens when they promise you their love and care instead? >> Warnings & Tags: mentions of abuse, running away from an abusive household, hybrid cruelty, hurt and comfort, angst, fluff, hybrid reader, and rich bts. Notes: this is so cute, gentle, and heartwarming ugh SO SO GOOD.

core pride by pasteljeon (OT7)📕🔞

Summary: ot7 where you’re rich and lonely so you adopt 7 hybrids. chaos ensues. >> Warnings & Tags: brief description of assault/violence, panty sniffing, sub jimin, sub jungkook, ur once again the meat in the jikook sammich, bathtub sex, lotta angst, some fluff, hybrid au, wolf namjoon, tuxedo cat yoongi, golden retriever hoseok, tiger taehyung, calico cat jimin, bunny jungkook, and honey bear jin.

Dance To This by hollyhomburg (JIN x JOON x READER)📕(🔞?)

Summary: none. >> Warnings & Tags: eventual polyamory, blindness, service hybrid au, non-explicit sex, non-physical intimacy, mentions of anxiety and depression, hybrid jin, hybrid joonie, blind reader. Notes: idk if part 2 is going to come out so ...

Wait, Little Rabbit! by bangtanflirt 📚✅️🔞

Summary: You, a meek little bunny hybrid, find family amongst six predator hybrids and their lovely human caretaker. >> Warnings & Tags: bruises and a cut, joon is prejudiced against prey hybrids(at the beginning), fear, loss of consciousness, mentions of abandonment and minor character dying of old age, mentions of bullying, SMUT, hybrid au, bunny hybrid reader x human seokjin x dog hybrids jimin and hoseok x cat hybrid yoongi x wolf hybrids namjoon, taehyung, and jungkook. Notes: read the warnings on each individual part. the next chapter is listed at the beginning of each chapter.

___other (idk)___

The Little Things by xxdaengx 📕

Summary: You've never been more glade to have seven men by your side to help with your recovery. Even when times get tough you know they have your back. >> Warnings & Tags: fluffy, romance, polyamory, recovery au, idol bts, sfw, domestic bts au, established relationship, mentions of heart condition, mentions of surgery, reader is in recovery from a surgery, and bts just being sweet.

JIN

i swear i have read a ton of jinnie ones i just cant find them ):::

YOONGLES

___soulmate au___

Maybe I'm a little Dangerous (Maybe Love is Too) - hollyhomburg 📕

Summary: Rare Soulmate marks don't guarantee that you find your soulmate easily, and when your soulmate is the head of a mafia, being together will never be easy either... >> Warnings & Tags: torture, gore, mafia yoongi, killer yoongi hurt/comfort, fluff, insecure reader, self-hate, soulmate au, fluff, and a happy ending. Notes: ALL OF HER FICS ARE GOOD nihyuybnjkyff

The Sugar Wars by hollyhomburg 📕

Summary: Maybe tasting everything his soulmate eats wouldn’t be so bad if Yoongi’s soulmate didn’t have the largest sweet tooth Ever. Maybe you wouldn’t need to sweeten everything if he didn’t drink his coffee so bitter.  >> Warnings & Tags: blood, fluff, intern reader, and brief angst. Notes: I LOVE HOLLY

Just Be Cool by goldensugarywaffles📕

Summary: You’re the newest producer at HYBE Entertainment and it’s your first day. Everything is going to be perfect as long as you keep your cool. >> Warnings & Tags: just fluff and an awkward reader, and soulmate au.

___college au___

Honey Bear by v-hope📕

Summary: Based off a request + “Could I request a one shot Yoongi? Yoongi has been having a really hard time sleeping recently, and so has reader so they make an agreement to be each other’s teddy bears so they can go to bed. They’re pretty good friends, so it shouldn’t be awkward, but it is until they get used to it and one of them realizes they like the other (you can choose who) and claims that they can sleep again, but they’ve gotten worse because they’re used to sleeping by the other and it hurts to be this far away now??” >> Warnings & Tags: fluff, a lil bit of angst, college au, mentions of pianist yoongi but that’s not the main plot. Notes: cute and fluffy

___a/b/o au___

The Mark of Yun-Ki by ladyartemesia 📕🔞

Summary: For a thousand years the tiger god Yun-Ki has marked the heirs of the Min Empire and thus only a marked heir can inherit the throne. When the beautiful daughter of the Min Emperor’s loyal warlord rescues a mysterious tiger hybrid from the imperial prison, she unleashes a secret that the throne would kill to protect. The young emperor claims to be the chosen heir... but who really bears the Mark of Yun-Ki? >> Warnings & Tags: a/b/o sexual dynamics and mating, claiming/marking/biting, explicit sexual content, impreg, a brief mention of slavery, rut/heat, SMUT, hybrid/a/b/o au, Royalty au, Fantasy au , and daechwita au.

___other (idk)___

straight shooter by snackhobi 📕🔞

Summary: min yoongi is the best in the business. you're the best gunsmith int he city and the only person he trusts to program his tech; to make his gear. he likes your work. it's a shame, then, that he doesn't like you. >> Warnings & Tags: cyberpunk au, SMUT, frenemies (?) to lovers, hitman yoongi, black market dealer/gunsmith reader. cursing & explicit language, whole lotta tension, sexual and otherwise, mentions of injury/violence, minor character death (no one important, don’t worry, this isn’t an angst fic), brief hurt/comfort, reader has tattoos, sexually explicit content, and brief mention of aftercare.

Blind Love by yoonlattesworld 📕

Summary: yoongi feels his whole world crashing down at the thought of losing you. >> Warnings & Tags: teeny weeny angst in the beginning. Fluff fluff fluff!! happy ending too! husband mafia yoongi x blind wife reader, all mafia warnings included in this as well prob.

And SCORE! by feelthemadnessinside 📕

Summary: just a silly little Drabble I came up with while watching Yoongi attend all the NBA games >> Warnings & Tags: none and fluff.

care for you by archivedkookie 📕

Summary: Yoongi will always care for you, no matter what. >> Warnings & Tags: fluff, doctor au, curse words, yoongi is way too grumpy, yoongi thinks oc has gotten into a bad car accident, anxiety, small panic attack (yoongi thinks oc is in a coma, dead, etc), mention of car accidents, bruises, hospitals & ERs, yoongi being a secret cinnamon roll, and this is honestly just pure fluff.

HOBI

I NEED SOME REC ME SOME PLS OMG

JOONIE

___soulmate au___

Namjoon Soulmate AU - Wings and Thorns by hollyhomburg 📕

Summary: Your soulmate tattoo is suppose to somehow lead you to your soulmate- but you have no idea why your soulmate is obsessed with birds and he has no idea how the plethora of blooms on his chest is supposed to help him find you at all. or Sometimes soulmate marks just make it more difficult and sometimes: this makes you want to give up looking for them all together. >> Warnings & Tags: none. Notes: I LOVE THEM SM

ambidextrous by softlyjiminie 📕

Summary: soulmates were a common thing in this world, yours could hear the thoughts in your head. the only way to know when you’ve met him, is to hear that one keyword. >> Warnings & Tags: nothing major, probably swearing, fluff, friends to lovers au, college au, and soulmate au. Notes: really cute ahhhhhhhhh

___other (idk)___

The Passport by alpacaparkaseok

Summary: You embark on a memorable journey in an attempt to return Kim Namjoon’s passport. What lengths will you go to in order to return his passport on time? >> Warnings & Tags: none.

NEED MORE CUTE CUDDLE JOON ASAP

JIMIN

lol I think he shines the best when in a relationship w another member and w me HAHAHAHAHAH but pls rec some if you have any good ones. he just doesnt feel like him in most of the writing i have read idk.

TAE

___social media au___

kinda hot by kimnjss 📚✅️🔞

Summary: you’ve always been cute, soft, tiny in taehyung’s eyes. but that’s changing one night when you’re accidentally sending him a naughty picture. forcing him to realize, maybe his best friend is kinda... hot? >> Warnings & Tags: reader is that girl best friend... and taehyung is not the best boyfriend, hobi’s lowkey a fboi... but there’s always room for growth! campus flirt taehyung x sweet girl reader, social media au, jikook, (semi-established) namjin, best friends to lovers. college au. SMUT, fluff and the tiniest dash of angst.

NEED MORE SOLO LOVE TAE FF

JK

___soulmate au___

melted by drowsymochi (deactivated acct ?) 📕

Summary: You believed the color your eyes registered was the default, unaware that you knew your soulmate long before you began searching. >> Warnings & Tags: soulmate au, see in black and white until you touch your soulmate, best friend’s brother au, and university au.

Hiraeth (M) by thedefinitionofbts 📕🔞

Summary: We are always yearning for someone, even if that person may not exist in this tangible realm.  >> Warnings & Tags: soulmate au, college au, light angst, fluff, and mildly explicit sexual content.

The Lucky Ones by today-we-will-survive 📕

Summary: none. >> Warnings & Tags: university au, soulmate au, romance, angst, and fluff.

Two Bodies, One Soul by Morgan Squared📕

Summary: none. >> Warnings & Tags: none. Notes: this one is just really cute. does have a sequel but i haven't read it.

tangled webs by ughseoks 📕

Summary: Soulmates are tricky thing. Not everyone is lucky enough to have their destinies intertwined with their missing piece. Signs come in dreams for those fortunate souls; short bursts that are barely memorable when the sun rises. As for you? Flashes of red and blue are your only indicators to the identity of your other half. >> Warnings & Tags: soulmate au, spiderman au, angst, fluff, mutual pining, swearing, non-graphic violence, threats, knives, attempted mugging, angst, near mcd, guns, kidnapping, fainting, explosions/bombs, weapons in general, fighting, injury, taegikook are little shits, idiots being idiots Notes: i just really love spidey, jk, and soulmate au so this was really a dream i wish was real life.

___fantasy au (werewolf/vampire/etc.)___

Ember Burning by kpopfanfictrash 📕🔞

Summary: The dragon riders of Duret Ghal are known across the continent; fierce warriors who take to the skies on their leashed, winged beasts. You are the last Dragon Queen of Ashya, ruler of a dying species who can transform from human to Dragon at will. When a new foe emerges which threatens both Dragon and rider alike, you find yourself forced to broker peace with your former enemy. The King of Duret Ghal, and a dragon rider himself: Jeon Jungkook. >> Warnings & Tags: SMUT, dirty talk, tattooed, man-bun jungkook who has a big sword, fantasy, dragon, enemies to lovers. Notes: i just love fantasy smut fics, don't judge me.

___hybrid au___

The Milkmaid by iimaginebts📚✅️🔞

Summary: Having milk in your breast ever since you were born got you outcast from the human world but accepted in another. When you met Jungkook, your life was completely flipped over, would you choose to stay with Jungkook or part ways with him.....? >> Warnings & Tags: SMUT, wolf jungkook x reader, fluff, and romance. Notes: lolololololololol ha ha ha. i loved it. link to the next part is at the end of each one.

___other (idk)___

are you my soulmate? by csanflower 📕

Summary: You offered to do some part time work for a Calvin Klein shoot to earn some quick cash. The job was simple. Do whatever the higher ranked people told you to do. You expected a simple job like making coffee or ordering lunch for the staff. You definitely did not expect the biggest star in the world following you around like a puppy, thinking you're his soulmate just because a bell rang when you crossed paths with him... * inspired by jungkooks comment abt hearing bells ring when he meets his soulmate ^^ BUT NOTE THAT THIS IS NOT A SOULMATE AU >> Warnings & Tags: idol/model jungkook x part time staff reader

OFF-SCREEN by thvhoe 📕🔞

Summary: Being a woman in gaming industry is challenging, especially when all eyes are on you. What happens, though, when your biggest rival finds out that the well-known streamer who consistently wins games is not who people believe they are? or You've spent your entire life pretending to be a guy online, so when on of the biggest streamers finds out, things get even more tricky. >> Warnings & Tags: streamer au, gamer au, social media au, strangers to lovers au, fluff, SMUT, angst, pro streamer jungkook x faceless Reader

game over by ressjeon📕🔞

Summary: you might not be a gamer but that won't stop your competitive side from wanting to defeat your boyfriend in this new game that you're both currently obsessing with. it's just a matter of time until one of you gives up but Jungkook can’t help wondering if it will be you or him. >> Warnings & Tags: streamer/gamer au, established relationship, fluff, smut (pwp?), praise kink, hair pulling, voyeurism (through hearing), and switch dynamics 

JK AND YOONGI JUST HIT DIFFERENT lol, they seem to have the most fics that are not just all cringe lol. maybe its a smut thing, bc jk and yoongi smut HOT . . . ALSO when they are all together they seem more them them as well idk idk okay send me recs as well if u want bye.

LAST UPDATED/ADDED ON: 8.25.2023

[bangtansmauyeondan]

PIANO CRUMBS: SETTLING IN (Midnight’s Minuet Drabble 1)

This is a Midnight’s Minuet drabble, but can be read alone. However, I highly suggest you read the whole series to have a better understanding on how two people who hated each other ended up here!

This drabble is inspired by Suchwita E03 where Yoongi shyly insinuated how special it would make him feel if someone cooked him kimchi jjigae.

Pairing: Yoongi x Fem Reader

Genre: established relationship, fluff, smut

Summary: During a two-week trip to Spain, Yoongi kept on whining about missing Korean food, so you made it your mission to prepare a Korean dinner spread for him on the day that he returns. However, he was craving for an entirely different thing…

SERIES TAGLIST: @sugakookies0613 @pinkseokchim @superrmins @belladaises @potatoandfries @cherrybubblesandvodka @sope-and-shine @juju-227592

PERMANENT TAGLIST: @jinsquishes @persphonesorchid @thatbangtanjagiya @taestefully-in-luv @pamzn @wrmnssoul @ygbubs @halesandy @jayhope88 @bnagtanx1306 @busanbby-jjk @babycandy111

•••••

It was early Saturday morning, just a few minutes past six o’clock, when you were woken up by the sound of children shrieking, racing each other off down the hall and slamming doors on the other side of your walls. It took you a moment to get accustomed to the bright and warm glow coming from the little gap between your blackout curtains, and you had to rub your eyes just a little bit more. Frankly, you were so tempted to go back to sleep, but with the summer break rolling in, you just knew that it would be impossible to sleep in on the weekends because your new neighbors have two energetic children screaming and playing around all day. You really don’t mind the noise though, it’s a far cry from the quiet that you were used to when Yoongi lived next door, but it’s not like they’re too disruptive. They’re just your typical happy and healthy kids, excited to go on a walk with their parents on early weekend mornings.

Your thoughts were interrupted when your phone pinged signaling a message from your boyfriend.

It has been a year since Yoongi asked you to be his girlfriend, and a lot of things have changed since then, both in your personal and professional lives. His sister-in-law Nara’s second pregnancy has been complicated, which prompted his older brother Seokjin to focus more on his family, temporarily leaving the hotel management in his hands. His contract of lease in the nextdoor apartment also ended and instead of renewing it, Seokjin convinced him to move to his Black Swan penthouse. Both of you agreed that it would be best for him to be living in the hotel while assisting Seokjin, instead of having to drive back to the apartment every night.

Falling into a routine with Yoongi has been too easy, it sometimes makes you wonder if it’s just you two making up for all the tension when you first met, or you’re just connected that way. After all, coworkers you used to have a very different relationship from the then-neighbors you. As your relationship as a couple and as coworkers progressed, he would pick you up from your apartment everyday and drop you back off after work, like a true gentleman that he is. Sometimes, when big orders come in and you have to stay behind baking and decorating, you crash at Yoongi’s penthouse, and both of you would find yourselves all tangled up with each other, making it hard to get out of bed the next morning. You have gotten used to having each other around so when the hotel’s Barcelona branch ran into some issues with the city permits renewal and Seokjin had to stay home with his seven-month pregnant wife, Yoongi had to step in. That means two weeks without seeing each other except for Facetime.

Towards the end of his trip, he has been whining a lot about missing Korean food and how inauthentic the specialty restaurants nearby were. So you made a mental note to cook him a surprise dinner when he returns. You’ve never really made anything for him apart from desserts, especially when you’re testing new recipes. He’s always in charge of the main dishes. Whenever he asks you to make him something, it’s always the same Citrus Galette, which you really can’t say no to because of two things: one, he rarely asks for it, and two, the smell of oranges and grapefruits mixed with vanilla wafts through the penthouse for days. Who doesn’t want that?

You kicked your blanket off and hopped like a giddy teenager to the bathroom to start getting ready for your busy day ahead. You don’t really need to go to work on the weekends, given that Taehyung and you agreed to expand your staff and hired more bakers and decorators, so you both only need to deal with the business side of things. But today, you’re driving to the farmer’s market to pick up the ingredients for your Korean dinner spread, and pick up more groceries to replenish the stocks in Yoongi’s fridge and pantry with.

———

“Honey, I’m home!”

You chuckled and shook your head in disbelief with the way Yoongi called out the moment he entered the penthouse. You could hear the lilt of mischief in his voice and knew that he found the cliché hilarious himself.

“In the kitchen!” You answered in a cheery sing-song voice, hearing the clatter of his suitcase that was obviously left carelessly by the entryway.

“I could smell the food the moment I opened the door,” Yoongi said as he rounded the hallway to the kitchen, and stopped in his tracks when he saw you standing in front of the stove, looking comfortable, barefoot in your flowy strappy summer dress. “You’re cooking?” The glint of surprise in his eyes was quick to be replaced by fondness when he made his way over to you. He snaked one arm around your hips to pull you closer, and used his other hand to guide your face as he leaned in, planting a soft kiss on your lips. You turned your body fully facing him, resting your palms against his firm chest as he tightened his embrace and kissed you more purposefully, nibbling on your lower lip before pulling away. “Hi,” his greeting almost whispered, eyes roaming across your face as if seeing you for the first time. “I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too,” you smiled up at him. “Do you wanna go freshen up first? I’m almost done with dinner,” you wiggled out of his grip and checked on the fire level of the stove.

“I thought you’re gonna grab something for dinner?” he leaned both hands on the counter next to the stove, peeking at the bubbling stew.

“I did, I grabbed some ingredients,” you replied with a hint of pride.

“Ahh, thank you, honey,” he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer, planting a kiss on your temple. “No one has ever made me kimchi jjigae before.” He’s genuinely touched by your thoughtfulness.

“I wanted to make you dinner because you miss Korean food; I also made those egg rolls and seasoned spinach and bean sprouts from scratch.” You smiled at the way Yoongi eyed the side dishes you prepared on the kitchen island. “Besides, I have never made you a proper meal before.”

“You haven’t made me a proper meal before?” Yoongi furrowed his brows trying to recall your numerous at-home dates.

“No, you wouldn’t let me,” you scoffed. “I know I’m a pastry chef, but I do know how to make meals, you know.”

“But in bed, when you have me between your lmmgfhfhm—-”

“YOONGI!” You were quick to scold him and cover his mouth, muffling his next words. “Stop,” you giggled, face and neck turning a bright shade of red. Yoongi clutched the hand you held up over his mouth and kissed your palm before breaking into his signature gummy smile.

“What?” He asked innocently. “Don’t act like it doesn’t satiate your hunger too,” he challenged, voice dropping down a few octaves. He pulled you by the waist again and started stepping forward, causing you to hold onto his shoulders and step backwards towards the wall. Your heart started hammering loudly against your chest as you felt him grow hard against your lower belly. Before you realize it, Yoongi has already reached out to turn off the stove, and has you pinned up against the wall before leaning in to kiss you. The kiss started off gentle and languid that you couldn’t help but sigh into it. Yoongi swallowed the breathy moan you let out, but the sound fuelled him to deepen the kiss. He ran his hand gently from your clavicle up to your jaw, until his thumb reached your chin, applying featherlight pressure, just enough to pry your mouth open. He wasted no time slipping his tongue into your mouth, swirling it against yours in a sensual dance. You were both panting when you pulled apart from each other, but he recovered quickly as he leaned in again, kissing your jaw, down to your neck. Your mouth slightly gaped open drawing in a gasp when Yoongi raked his fingers through your hair with a gentle pull to lick a stripe on the sweet spot just beneath your earlobe.

You felt your body grow warm with your boyfriend’s every touch, fingertips searing against your skin. Like clockwork, your hands started moving down his torso, pulling his shirt out of the confines of his belted jeans. You needed to feel him. You needed to touch him. “Fuck,” he cursed under his breath when he felt your palms against the ridges of his stomach. He stepped back a mere inches away from you to completely get rid of his shirt, pulling it over his head. You took those few seconds as an opportunity to swiftly switch positions, pushing his back against the wall this time. “Whoa,” Yoongi smirked at you after recovering from his slight surprise. “Easy there, tiger…”

You kissed him fervently for what seemed like forever, before you trailed wet kisses down his neck, his chest, and his shoulders, without neglecting that little scar he got from a major shoulder surgery a few years back.

“Yn…” Yoongi called out your name with a groan when you started pulling down the straps of your dress, as you went further down his body. His eyes almost fell out of their sockets when your full breasts spilled out of your dress, realizing you decided to forgo wearing a bra. Yoongi grabbed your hands when you attempted to unbuckle his belt. “Not yet,” he pulled you up, swiftly turning you around and pulling you flushed against him, your back against his chest. Your head fell back on his shoulder when he cupped your breasts, expertly kneading them while grazing both nubs with his forefingers. Your position allowed him to drop his head and suck bruises on your neck. All the heightened sensation he’s giving you, causing warmth and wetness to pool between your legs.

“Yoongi, please…” you whined, begging with your eyes closed.

"I got you…" he whispered against your neck. "I got you…" he ran his hands down your body, tugging the hem of your dress up and pulling your soaked panties to the side. "You're so wet, fuck…" he ran his middle finger up and down your slit, causing the base of his palm to rub against your engorged nub, drawing out a needy moan from your lips. Yoongi took his hand away leaving you keening for more. "Lean back on the counter, Yn…" he ordered in a shaky voice. "Now…"

You followed your boyfriend's instruction and leaned back on the counter, elbows bent against it to support your weight while Yoongi kneeled in front of you, bunching up your dress on your waist and pulling your soaked panties down your legs. Yoongi looked up at you, admiration shining in his eyes with how beautiful you look, lower lip between your teeth, hair disheveled and chest rising and falling at your most fucked out state. He wasted no time and dove in, swirling his tongue against your glistening clit, moaning at the taste. The sound you made was like music to his ears, and he almost felt your knees weaken at his ministrations.

Yoongi raised one of your legs over his shoulder, gripping your thighs firmly, giving him more access and a better angle in lapping you up with his expert tongue. He licked, up and down, left and right, and he sucked, nibbled and moaned into your core sending vibrations that made you lose yourself and almost blackout. It was a few minutes after Yoongi aided his tongue with two fingers pumping in and out of your hole that he's able to send you to the peak of your pleasure and over the edge. You gripped the edge of the counter while shaking uncontrollably as you came all over his tongue and his fingers, and he didn't let a single drop of your essence go to waste.

He was still panting when he stood up and kissed you on the mouth again, letting you taste yourself on him. "Are you okay?" He asked you lovingly. You nodded, smiling up at him and pushing the strand of hair away from his face, still out of breath and unable to speak.

"I love you…" he whispered before nuzzling your nose and resting his forehead against yours, a playful smile gracing his lips. "Thanks for dinner, you were delicious."

- End -

[honeybeezgobzzzzz]

𓃮 Even the Sun Influences the Tide: Chapter One

Even the Sun Influences the Tide: After the death of your foster brother, King T’Challa, you had spent much of your year of mourning in isolation. When your mother gathers you and your sister to end your mourning period, you encounter the newest threat to Wakanda: Namor. You don’t know what to think of Namor, but you do know one thing: he probably shouldn’t be making trips to see you at your beach hut.

Warnings: None.

To Note: Namor/K’uk’ulkan x Fem!Reader, I Tried To Make The Yucatec Maya & Xhosa Translations/Traditions As Accurate As I Can Get.

Word Count: ~2.0k

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Standing in a circle of white around the black carved casket of your brother, you clenched your fists tightly in an effort not to let your emotions get the best of you. You didn’t need to lift your head to see the silent tears of those gathered, everyone was mourning the death of your brother. Why did you have to continually lose those who you cared the most for? First it was your birth parents, then the man whom adopted you, and now your foster brother. Hadn’t you lost enough already? Why did the ancestors continually take from you?

Sope continued to speak words of Xhosa as the Dora Milaje picked up the casket and began walking. You followed, taking numb steps through the city and only faintly hearing the singing throughout the city. Besides you, Shuri held T’Challa’s helmet. She had refused to put it down for so long, her fingers clutching it tight, almost as if she held it long enough, he would come back.

T’Challa’s casket was placed down in front of Bashenga’s hut, where Zawavari, the newest shaman for Wakanda stood. The Dora Milaje fanned out, allowing, you, Shuri, and Ramonda to approach. Shuri silently placed T’Challa’s helmet down next to his casket and Zawavari began the prayer in the native tongue.

Here in front of the home of King

of Bashenga, may we honor King

T’Challa. Who united the five

tribes of Wakanda. And may Bast

watch over him as he travels to his

resting place.

The royal talon fighter flew directly over the casket, prepared to take it to T’Challa’s final resting resting place. That’s when Shuri finally broke down and rushed forwards, giving T’Challa one last good bye. Your nails broke through skin and blood welled, dripping from your palms and staining the ground with your pain. Shuri was pulled back and the casket was raised into the air by the talon fighter. The moment it tilted vertical, the entire kingdom gave T’Challa one last salute.

Long after the dancers and people began quietly returning home, Shuri remained, staring at the sky. Out of everyone, she was hurting the most, if hurt was quantifiable. You knew it wasn’t, but Shuri was suffering, consumed by the failure of helping treat T’Challa’s illness.

“Y/N,” Your mother softly spoke, taking one of your hands and unclenching your fingers. Her eyes washed over the crimson staining your flesh, and the wounds that still oozed your viscous life force.

“How many must I lose before I break entirely?” You asked, emotion leeched from your words as you stared at her. “How can I possibly have enough heart to feel this ache and agony?”

“Ayo,” Your mother spoke, her eyes never once leaving yours. “Please see that Y/N has her wounds tended to.” You pursed your lips as Ayo approached and gave your mother a firm bow.

“Queen mother,” You look to your mother one last time.

“I would be more worried about Shuri, mama,” You told her before slowly walking back towards the citadel. Ayo took you straight to the medical bay, not allowing you to wander or deviate from the queen’s order. Sitting down on a gurney, you obediently held out your hands and let one of the nurses tend to your cut palms. They don’t have to do much, only clean the blood and bind your palms. You were left with Ayo staring at you. Your eyes flittered to hers. “They are flesh wounds, must you stare so intently?”

“Forgive me, princess, but your ‘flesh wounds’ are a reflection of the mind.”

“You are worrying about the wrong princess, Ayo.” You stated, thinking about Shuri. Ayo thought differently.

“If your words were true, you wouldn’t be here.” 

“Why do you wish to separate yourself from your family after such a loss?” Zawavari asked as the council members stared at you in shock. “Why do you wish to push us away?”

“Because I need time, time to think, time to be alone,” You answered, your eyes tired, fatigued. You needed to find peace. You needed to find a way to rid yourself of the pain and hurt you felt within your body. Deep within your heart, you felt that you would only find it by distancing yourself and immersing your mind in silence. “I need to find myself again, and I feel that I can’t do that here, not in these walls, not surrounded by people.”

“You are safe here in these walls, princess,” M’Kathu pointed out. “Surely the peace you seek can be found where you are most safe.”

“I am within Wakanda, where else am I safest?” You pointed out, your eyes flickering to your mother who had remained silent throughout the discussion. You could see the pain in her eyes from your wish, she had lost her husband and her son, and now one of her daughters wished to leave her side to be alone? She most likely felt like you were abandoning her. “I do not feel that I am ready to heal until I find my place within Wakanda. Please allow me this one wish, queen mother. It is all that I will ever ask of you.”

Ramonda was understanding of your wish, your wish to be alone, to find yourself. But deep within your words she knew that you were indicating that you still felt lost and without purpose. Even after all of these years living within Wakanda, you still felt an outsider.

“Where do you wish to go, my daughter,” She questioned you, as much as it pained her to let you go, she knew that you were doing this to get better. “Where will you find your peace?”

“If the river tribe does not mind,” You answered, you mind set. “I would like to take residence in the Wakandan bush, upon a remote beach where I can find myself, find the ancestors. I do not wish to be consumed by my pain but I feel that each passing day I spend here I only grow closer to insanity.”

“As much as it pains me, daughter, I will grant you your wish, so long as the river tribe elder is accommodating.” Ramonda decreed, looking to the elder for confirmation or denial. He bowed his head.

“The river tribe would be honored to house Princess Y/N, and will do so for as long as she so wishes.” He spoke, his blue lip plate flashing beneath the light.

“Then it is decided.” Ramonda spoke solemnly, gazing at you and hoping to the ancestors that she hadn’t just lost another one of her children.

10 Months Later

Carrying the buckets of water on your shoulders, you made your way down the path you had walked thousands of times before in the direction of your hut. Living by yourself on a beach with only the bare minimum necessities was a hard, and drastic change from life within the citadel. You couldn’t say it was helping you find your purpose, but it kept you far too busy to be consumed by your thoughts. The path curved to the left and the brush opened up to the beach. You let out a sigh and continued walking.

“Molo, Okoye,” You spoke while walking over to your water bin and slowly easing the wooden buckets from your shoulders. “What brings you by my humble beach?” The warrior huffed at your words and moved closer to you, raising an eyebrow.

“It is concerning that you have made no notion of finding purpose out here in the bush, princess. Is it not time for you to return to the city?” You dumped one of the buckets into the water bin before overturning it and sitting down.

“Have you come here for any other reason than to request that I return?” You asked her, resting your arms on your knees and feeling a trickle of sweat travel down your neck. “I am at peace here,” You said, looking out over the water, in the distance elephants where splashing themselves, cooling down from the heat. “Is that not enough?”

“This is not about it being enough, princess, this is about a mother wishing to see her child.” Okoye corrected you. “You have not once visited since you came to live here, one might think that you aren’t just punishing yourself but your family as well.”

“This isn’t about punishing me or my mother or Shuri.” You sighed, reaching for the remaining bucket and hefting it up. You poured it into the bin and covered your collected water.

“Then what is this about?” Okoye asked, nodding her chin at the hut. “You love your family, why do you stay away? Why do you seek a purpose? You are the daughter of Queen Ramonda and that is all you need to be, Y/N.”

“Have you ever considered that perhaps I need to feel useful? Need to have a purpose to fit in? Everyone in Wakanda has their place but then there is me, the orphan taken in by the king and queen, with no ancestral blood, and entirely useless.” You heaved out a breath and pushed your sweaty hair from your eyes. “I need a purpose to find peace, Okoye, and until I find it, I do not want to return.”

Okoye’s face soured at your words and she took a deep breath.

“I will leave you, princess, to find your purpose,” She said, eyeing your home once more. “But I will be returning. Make sure you are keeping up with your knife skills.” You watched as she strode away, entirely displeased by the conversation. Watching her until she faded into the underbrush, you then looked over at the water and sighed. You seemed to bring nothing but conflict as of of late, it really was for the best that you stayed away.

Your dinner of dried meat and rice was stale in your stomach as the moon rose high into the sky. Normally on nights like this you went for a swim, cleansing the days sweat from your body and drying by your campfire. You would watch the stars overhead and enjoy the crystal clear skies, breathing in the air and let your mind go blank. But not this night. No, this night your mind was spoiled by the words of Okoye, riddled with guilt and ire that clawed at your desperation for peace and purpose.

She didn’t usually get to you, your stubbornness protecting you from falling back into a spiraling mind dive. But something in the back of your mind was begging you to go back to your family. Wasn’t that the reason why you had left? Because you couldn’t bare the hurt you were feeling? You sighed out and rubbed your forehead as the fire next to you crackled and popped. You really needed to get out of your head.

So you stood up and dusted the sand from your simple clothes, eyeing the dark water lapping at your beach. Walking forwards, you stepped into the cool water and let it surround you, hoping that it would wash away the darkened thoughts currently plaguing your mind.

“Please ancestors, for once can you relieve me of my pain and give me my purpose.” You whispered out, bowing your head and clasping your hands together in front of you tightly. “I just want a place to belong, please.” You were answered with silence and the subtle sound of wind through grass. Crickets. The occasional call of an elephant. Nothing. You sighed heavily and lifted your eyes to the stars. A dark figure, hovering over the water in front of you caught your gaze instead.

For a brief moment you thought that is might be the ancestors answering your prayer. But behind you came an eruption of calls from the elephant herd that had been peacefully moving about, and your head twisted to see what had disturbed them so. You couldn’t see anything, and there was no evidence of what had disturbed them, so you turned back around. The hovering figure was gone and you sighed to yourself, disappointed that you were so desperate for a purpose that your mind was playing tricks on you.

Sloshing your way back to shore, you approached your dying fire and sat back down with the intention to watch the night sky in hopes of distracting yourself once more. You laid on your back and settled your hands on your stomach, wondering if anyone was listening to you.

Date Published: 3/5/23

Last Edit: 4/2/23

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[beautifulpersonpeach]

What do you think about Namjoon not being nominated in even one category for MAMAs?

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I wasn't expecting him to get nominated in any category, so nothing's changed for me between yesterday and today. The only people who I suppose are disappointed are those who were unaware what his streams, views, and sales look like relative to other members. The same goes for Seokjin.

I understand the disappointment though. Many Namjoon biases note how he's often the target and subject of hate more than other members (I've noted Jimin gets more graphic forms of hate but Joon as the face of the group deals with more), how he serves as the sonic/lyrical foundation of BTS, replicated and improved on all of that in Indigo; and yet the fandom gravitates towards supporting the more conventionally attractive members in the group which are the maknae-line (and who also happen to have the most competitive akgaes), or compared to members who have diversified their appeal outside the fandom through dancing and producing for other people the way SOPE have done. It's just the reality of how most fandoms work in general.

But at the same time, I don't feel bad for him. Lol. Maybe it's just me, but I'm not trying to gas him up when I say I recognize he has a reputation that's solid beyond k-pop awards and that outpaces k-pop trends. The people asking to borrow his personal art collection for national exhibitions aren't keeping up with how many MAMA awards he (or any BTS member) has, neither are the artists the world over who are eager to work with him as equals. I've talked about this on my blog before, but during the pandemic I managed a music blog with my friends who are musicians (as their day job). A couple months ago they joined me for a listening session of all BTS solo albums. They loved Namjoon's Indigo the most and went on to share his music within their circle of musicians. Whether or not he gets k-pop awards, his reputation and artistic merit is rock solid.

The reasons I love and respect Namjoon aren't unique to me.

One could say the point is not about his reputation but about how the fandom supports him, but I don't expect equal treatment from the fandom because no fandom works like that. As unpopular an opinion as this is, I think ARMYs actually show more equitable treatment between the members than any other fandom, and this is seen by the achievements, streams, and sales Namjoon does have compared to other k-pop solo artists and even Western rappers. People forget that the 'worst' performers in BTS are still extremely and objectively successful by every single metric. I'm looking forward to his next project and will support it if I like it, regardless of what the fandom does or doesn't do.

[yoonjinsgirl]

Heyaaaa guys!!! I'm here with chapter - 3 to my series, I'm so sorry for the delay but my eye infection wasn't getting better so i couldn't do anything, i was advised not to use mobile phones or laptop, once again I'm really sorry for delay!🥲💜

checkout series previous chapters: 1💌 & 2💌

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Yoongi x fem!Reader

Summary: you wake up one day only to realize it's 2026 already & to your biggest shock you are not in your bedroom, not in your house! You try to wake yourself up from the dream! But is it really a dream or the truth of your life?

Genre: idol au, mirror world au, fluff, suggestive.

Taglist: Open

Updates: after every 4 days.

Warnings: not something that could make sense irl, an au concept, it could be dangerously delulu and fluff ofcourse! Could be a little bit suggestive. please note all my writings are fictional and has nothing irl to do with any idol/person.

A/N: this fic also feature hobi and his girl "I'm naming hobi's girl as my hobii biased bestie*. We obviously do have bangtan featuring and also a cameo of jihoon aka woozi 💜

I'm just an amateur, I apologize in advance for any mistakes. Please give your precious feedbacks, It would mean alot to me!!

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I've imagined this all night and every day!💕

Chapter-3

Before you could move out of yoongi's lap or anything, his phone buzzes and you both are taken out of your little dreaming world, as soon as he answers, he puts it on speaker, and you immediately recognize the owner of the voice, it's hobi, the man whom you've always considered your sunshine and yoongi's actual soulmate tbh, and who wouldn't afterall everybody loves SoPe.

"Oooo hyungg what took you so long to pick up the phone? Where are you rightnow? Why is y/n also not picking her calls?? Hyung? Are you there?" Hobiii showered dozens of questions as soon call was answered. You chuckled a little while yoongi made his usual annoyed but i love you so it's okay face, "yahhhh hobahhh have some patience! If you've reached the venue early i want to tell you honestly it will still take us 30mins to reach! And why were you calling y/n? Her phone is in the car anyways!".

You can hear hobi's typical laugh over phone and your face instantly brightens up hearing him laughing, and forms into a big smile, "mwooyaa" you hear yoongi asking him dramatically to what is it? Why did he laugh so much?

"Jajajaja hyung i can't believe you would get so jealous over such a little thing, but for your mental peace let me tell you that wasn't me calling your her, it was my love! her bestfriend calling her, i hope you aren't jealous of my lovely girlfriend ", he replied a now flustered yoongi, only if hobi could see yoongi's face, he had gone crazy laughing looking at how cuteee he looked right now.

"Aishhh yaaahh you guys are too much! I'm not jealous okay! I just asked!" yoongi replied "Only if you say so hyung!" Hobii said still laughing a little, while you just enjoyed listening to their conversation and hobi continued, "so hyung we were calling you guys to ask if can I bring my girl along with me to lunch.. actually i was quite hesitant as i couldn't confirm with any of you, actually i couldn't ask you guys since it's almost first time I'm officially bringing her along with me to meet everyone. But at the same time it's your 1 year anniversary too, and we all will officially meet y/n properly for the first time, because all this time it has only been on voice calls and video calls or short hi! hello! in person. so, jagi and i both were kind of hesitant, so i.."

"I don't get it hobaah why are we acting as if we aren't friends and family, since what more than 13 years now! Ofcourse you can bring her, you should know you both are friends to us, i didn't expect you going so formal over this, like c'mon so because now we have partners so, are we no more soulmates hobahhh?".

Before anyone could say anything you end up laughing at how yoongi could he dramatic AF! And you say "aishh so dramatic you guys! Cut this out hobii please bring hobisrii with you, I'll be more than happy"

"y/niee thank you so much because i wasn't liking to leave her alone and she would keep budging me to not let me ask any of you, since the day you invited members!"

"hobi my friend is definitely someone who cares about everyone's feeling a little too much over her happiness so don't mind her, she's too sweet! we will get going now or else we will get late for sure, you guys too join us soon" you look at yoongi who is looking at you lovingly and he nods at you agreeing with you and you continue "we will see you guys soon! See you hobii, ask hobisrii to give me a call if she has anything in her mind, I'll keep my phone in my reach"

"thank you y/nssi, you two drive safely, bye hyung bye both of you!".

With this the call ends and you look up to yoongi, you are still in his lap, you suddenly feel embarrassed and try to get up and yoongi immediately tightens his grip around you and you catch his collar to balance yourself, "yoonieee you will get tired and get leg cramp yoon let me get u.." "shushhhhh bby you think too much, your man is strong enough to carry his love forever hmnn, besides i love the idea of being close to you all the time" with that he instantly pulls you into a kiss, soft and slow, showing how much he loves you and how much he longs for you to always be close to him. You are taken back my his sudden action but eventually melt into his touch and slowly respond to his kiss, you could feel him smiling throughout kiss, he slowly pulls out attaching your both heads together "y/niee always know no matter even if i had to stay away from you because of my schedules my heart was truly longing for you!...to have one day with my girl! with my love! with you! So no sooner I'm in any plan to let go any chance of being close with you". All you do is nod a little while looking down shyly hiding you flushed cheeks.

After few mins he finally pulls off, "so y/nieeee i swear we can still go home and cancel this plan you know"

"aishhh yoons noo c'mon get up, we are going now, imagine how much they all will tease you if we will reach late there, or do you actually want them to tease you, maybe you lowkey enjoy tha.." before you could even complete your sentence he gets up holding your hands and before you know you are already getting out of his studio, "only if I had got reminded of how much they would tease me i swear y/n i would have hurried up" he says as you both walk out of hybe's building walking towards the parking, all you do is giggle at yoongi's reaction to the idea of his members teasing him. Not that you don't know that everyone in bangtan is more then family and they love teasing each other at every chance they could grab and that his maknae's are gonna enjoy annoying him by teasing him a little too much.

You both get in his car and he starts driving towards the restaurant you both are supposed to meet the members, although you're slightly terrified and don't know how the members would react to you or how would your bestfriend react to you, but only thing you know right now is that you can't anyone doubt you for your own safety reasons also you definitely don't want to hurt any of them by any means, what if they are not the one's from your world but that's not fair to act biased against them. Also you would never be able to bear watching them getting hurt! You should maybe ask your heart to get it's act together and to not go crazy around yoongi or most importantly hold itself while you meet the bangtan.

Before you know you are already infront a huge glass building. And you immediately recognize it as it looked similar to 'josun palace', to what you thought you had been going to have lunch at a restaurant but boy you were wrong! this is fuking expensive and fancy! you immediately look at yoongi expecting him to say something, but he simply smiles and gets out of car and walks to your side and stretches his hands towards you to come out.

"So bby did you liked the place! I hope it's your style"

"Yoonieee i love it but trust me i don't have a expensive taste nor i love spending too much! I love sweet and cozy restaurants, For me only your love and your feelings matters, but I'm flattered yoongs!"

"I knew you had say so but it's good to sometimes go over the top and pamper ourselves besides.. you, my queen deserve all the royalty!". He says as he laces his hands around your waist and you both walk in, where the hotel staff welcomes you both and guides you towards the booked place in the grand hotel. You smile thinking how this all is too good to be true! How this is all you had imagined all day and everyday to happen, even if its all just for one day! Looks like god is kind of fulfilling your wish, maybe you shouldn't act awkward or overthink because no matter what you can't escape from what you've got yourself into. All you need to do is act what you had always imagined you would do in any of situations you would face and nothing will go wrong! Atleast that is what woozi had told you to do.

A gentle squeeze from yoongi brings you back to reality, "what are you thinking y/nieee, I'm sure boys are gonna love you! You have been in touch with them via video calls and calls so they know you, relax hmn!" You nod to him while giving him a reassuring smile, thinking how lovable yoongi could be. As you enter the booked area you suddenly feel a warm hug and yoongi gently lets you slide, and you hear others screaming "yahhh aishh jjungkookah, you brat! don't scare her away like that!"

"Y/nieeee I was so excited to meet you! Hehe i didn't mean to scare you" that's when he pulls you out from hug and you realize it was jungkook! omggg is this for real you think! You've always took ggukie as your bestfriend and you always got those bestfriend broo vibes from him and how you had always find relatable to you.

"Aniya don't worry ggukie this is how i had thought you had greet me" you said smiling widely hoping he feels the same vibe, "yahhhh jinjja! you both! how could forget to include me in your hug! You both betrayers'' you see taehyung approaching you both with his tata mic face and you chuckle, and then three of you share a short yet a sweet hug! Although you felt it awkward in the beginning but as expected they all are loving angels, who always made you feel loved.. the way you are, small tears slide away your cheeks "y/nieee why are you crying" yoongi and rest of members immediately coming towards you to check on you, "you immediately wipe the tears away and smile towards them, "guys calm down! I'm alright and fine, I'm just overwhelmed with the amount of loved and welcomed I felt!".

"Yahh aishh you two i had told you not to be over dramatic! And look at this hyung the speed he ran towards y/nieeee was faster then his rap!"

"Yahhh jiminaahh I'm offended"

"Look at this unromantic guy, if it was me i had took it as a compliment! Especially if my gf was as pretty as cute and as sensible as y/nieee!" Jimin replied all sassy to yoongi, as he came towards you giving a sweet side hug and tissue to wipe off your tears. "Mimi you love yoongs so much don't you! That's why you always keep bickering with him" you said while controlling you laugh.

"that's my girl" yoongi immediately screamed while mouthing a little 'i love you', but you being you decided to get playful, "thank you yoongs! but i know that just like jiminiee loves you! You too love him back because ain't jimin your favorite bickering partner" you reply him, gaining laugh from Jin who had just entered the place, and he pats your back and his gives you his cutest signature wink at which you totally melt and your heart goes all awww!

"This one here, she truly is my friend!" Jin said while pointing towards you. "You guys just made fool of yourself! Especially you yoongichii" he says while still laughing with you.

You see yoongi freezed in his place and namjoon giving you a what the heck look and you automatically feel guilty and rush towards him "yoongi..i..i.. i.. trust me i didn't mean to hurt you yoon I was just being playfu.." before you complete your sentence joon immediately starts laughing uncontrollably,

"yahhh namjoonahhh i trusted you"

"I'm sorry hyung but look at you making that sulky face, besides poor y/n she totally feel for your act! I tell you y/n never underestimate this hyung! he can be extremly playful and dramatic" he said.

Only then you understood yoongi was just acting, "I'm sorry bby i didn't thought you had get serious, don't worry love, you know i love it so much when you mix in with all of them and be playful all laughing and giggling."

"It's okay yoons not like you did mean to make it all serious, and i love you too! You say.

"Omg did you notice that?"

"obviously i did yoongs lol, even in a room full of people, my eyes are always stuck on you yoongles".

"AWWW look at our sweet sugary lovebirds" all of the members say together.

"Okay! Okay! guys lets get settled first" yoongi says while changing the topic, "wait ! wait !wait ! guys'' joon says as he counts all of them, "where is he? I mean where is he?"

"Namjoonahh still the same question, refresh and rephrase your question and try once again, okayyy so gooo now" jin says laughing, "jinniee" you say as you playful hit him while laughing a little yourself. "Yahh jinn hyung don't spoil my dongsaeng, look at namjooniee hyung he is serious!" Jungkook said.

"Yes and I'm seriously allergic to serious people" and once again you both laugh as members try to suppress their laugh.

"Hyung I mean where is Hobahh? He was supposed to reach earlier than us, atleast that is what he claimed to me yesterday!" Joon said only to be greeted with hobii's laugh, "my brooo I'm sorry for my fault, but we got late!" He said.

"WE? WHO WE?" everyone in the room leaving you and yoongi screamed, as you already knew he was bringing your bestfriend.. his girl along with him.

"Bababababaaaabaa.. Tadaaaaa..." hobiii said and moved away from the spot he was standing. And as soon as he moved everyone including you saw your bestfriend, who looked looked absolutely gorgeous and a little bit shy and awkward meeting everyone on short notice.

Soon you made a move and went forward greeting her.

"OMO OMO OMONAA! OMFL bae you look drop dead gorgeous!" "Omgggg Stoppppp hun! look at you looking all pretty and stunning" she replied smiling and blushing to your compliment. Meanwhile hobi went towards yoongi and gave him quick hug "yooo yoongi hyung! You look so handsome! Happy anniversary my brooo" "thank you hobahh! You look cool too" yoongi said, you were watching them in awe of how even here hobi had a certain effect on yoongi.

"Jweehope don't you think we need some introduction here!" Jin asked hobi to introduce everyone with harshitha.

"Oh ye ye hyung ofcourse" Hobi replied walking towards you both and yoongi pulling you gently towards him, his hand laced on your waist as if you were his handbag and you were supposed to be next to him. You blushed slightly.

"Everyone this is my girl! My love! Harshitha!" And jagi these are my brothers, my family, my friends." Hobi said as he lovingly introduced her while holding her hand and never leaving her not even for a second.

"So you guys have always heard about her from me and sometimes even meet her via video calls, whenever you all came in between of our video calls" hobi said chuckling slightly.

Everyone greeted her & she happily greeted them back. And soon after all of you settled down the table, laughing and smiling and chattering on something or other.

A cake was specially brought in to celebrate the 1 one year of love, and you and yoongi feed cake to eachother, while everyone cheered and congratulated you both and everyone clicked some happy photos.

And in middle of all yoongi took your hand in his palm and looked into your eyes and softly murmured "I love you y/n and i promise to cherish you always"

"I love you too yoongi, i promise to love you no matter what" you said replying him, you could feel your heart beating loud and you were pretty sure that yoongi could hear it. Deep down you were cursing your heart for not listening to your pleadings and going crazy whenever yoongi was near you. It was like you heart won't listen to you anymore.

Soon food arrived and everyone again settled down on their seats as food was getting served, everyone noticed how you were served separately and those dishes looked different, before you yourself could understand any of that, jungkook who was sitting next to you, couldn't control his curiosity and asked, "yahhh y/niee is it really important to diet today as well c'mon" jungkook said while whining cutely, you could exactly see why everyone calls him baby star candy.

"Anieyo jjungkookah she isn't dieting silly, she's is vegetarian! That's why I've ordered dishes separately for her and according to her taste" yoongi corrected the younger one even before you could say anything. You smiled widely at yoongi who was sitting next to you on your right as you absolutely loved how he took care of you even without your knowledge. No matter how hard you tried you kept falling for this man.

"See and you claim her as you dongsaeng but I knew it before had, that's why I should've get to sit with her and not you" taehyung teased jungkook, "then why didn't you answered before hyung huhhh, don't act cool hyung" and they kept bickering while everyone else laughed, watching their maknae still being the same and not changing a bit.

Meanwhile you wonder how this all you could've asked for and right now you are living it all in the moment, everything looks perfect and everything feels right, next thing you know you fear what's going to come next because this is not permanent after all!

To be continued...

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I know guys this time it took so long for me to upload the next chapter, and I made you all wait so long but trust me guys, I'm still recovering and I'm really sorry everyone!💝

stay tuned and please look forward to next part, as I'd promise I'll update next chapter within 3/4 days and this time on time guys.💕

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As I always say, REQUEST ARE OPEN!!!💌

Categories I write for are: imagines/reaction, scenarios, thoughts, text post, drabbles and timestamps.

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[sinners-go-to-drink-the-wine]

i consider myself a perfume connoisseur as well, my favorites are

- missing person by phlur (musky vanilla skin like scent)

- vanilla vibes by juliette has a gun (warm vanilla scent)

- glossier you by glossier (iris floral scent)

oh yeah, those get advertised on tiktok a lot. I'm generally too jaded to trust tiktok reviews, but I got choco musk cause I've never bought a perfume that had chocolate as a top note, and I've been really getting into gourmands lately, especially the more I think about fall. I have mixed feelings on skin musk scents, cause a lot of them remind me of a very specific hand sope from when I was younger(smell memory association is STRONG with me lmao.)

If you're looking to try some other vanilla-related fragrances I feel like you'd like Skin by CLEAN Reserve, my fave vanillas are a bit different but if you want to branch out; By The Fireplace by Maison Margiela, and Milk by COMMODITY

have you tried any of phlur's other fragrances? I've thought about buying their sample set(I'm always looking for a new sample set please send your recs)

[glossdebut]

PRICE OF FAME | MYG ★ 02

✧ PAIRING: yoongi x fem!reader

✧ SERIES SUMMARY: You were about ready to give up, your career nowhere near what you dreamed it’d be when you started at eighteen, bright-eyed and naive. Reality for you these past few years has consisted of pouting at a camera, ignoring whispers of your name at company events, and ensuring that the stupid, tiny designer purses they keep forcing on you can at least carry a flask. But now, you’re helping a friend in need. For the first time in a long time, it feels like you’re doing something worthwhile with your life. Too bad Min Yoongi, the newest thorn in your side, seems insistent on stopping you.

✧ SERIES TAGS: enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst, smut, fake/pretend relationship (not main couple), rockstar!yoongi, model!reader, guitarist yoongi, singer jungkook, bassist taehyung, drummer jimin, manager namjoon, yoongi & maknae line are in a rock band, reader & seokjin are best friends, yoongi & hoseok are best friends (sope duo ftw), yoongi has a tongue piercing, reader is a brat

✧ CHAPTER WARNINGS: aqua uses her journalism degree to write a fake article, lots of yoongi pov, MC lore drop, extremely brief descriptions of sexual acts, some questions are answered but not many, sope cameo! also seokjin cameo! do you detect a hint of hyyh yoonkook-ism? because you should! EVENTS TRANSPIRE! (see series masterlist for series warnings)

✧ CHAPTER WORDCOUNT: 5.2k words

✧ AUTHOR’S NOTE: damn i always drop early don't i? here's a pre-holiday gift for those of you who celebrate thanksgiving. thank you to tanni @yooniivrse for beta reading SO FUCKING FAST LOL <3

p.s. from here on out updates are going to be much slower. we’re getting to the Real Plot now and i have to use my brain a little bit more. plus i want to make time to write other, shorter things! so be sure to check out my other fics if waiting for this becomes unbearable lol

CH. 02: A HIT IS HARD TO RESIST

Love in the Spotlight: Is "Burn The Stage" Singer Falling for a Scandal Magnet?

It’s the love story that’s rocking Seoul—and leaving fans divided. Jeon Jeongguk, the smooth-talking, chart-topping frontman of “Burn The Stage,” has been the subject of intense speculation after rumors surfaced that he’s been secretly seeing one of South Korea’s most talked about models, YLN YN. And while Jeongguk’s millions of fans would do anything to claim him as their own, it’s YN’s wild reputation that’s making this relationship one to watch.

The dating rumors of the two surfaced online when YN was seen on the balcony at Wasteland during the final show of the Burn The Stage’s world tour. Eyewitnesses claim that after the show, the two were spotted backstage together, sharing a private moment.

While Jeongguk’s image has been polished and pristine despite his rock star persona, YN’s name is frequently linked with controversy. From a string of public feuds with fellow influencers to rumors of reckless behavior, she has garnered a reputation for attracting scandal wherever she goes—a trait at odds with what fans have seen from Jeongguk. So what could possibly draw the two together?

Some fans are already sounding the alarm, warning Jeongguk that dating someone like YN could tarnish his squeaky-clean image.

“I don’t know why Jeongguk would choose her,” one concerned fan commented on Instagram. “She’s trouble, and he’s too good for her. His image will be ruined if this is true.”

Despite the criticism, others are rallying behind the couple, suggesting that Jeongguk may be the one to help YN change her ways. “Everyone has a past,” one fan posted on X (formerly known as Twitter). “Maybe Jeongguk sees something in her that no one else does. People can grow and evolve.”

While neither Jeongguk or YN’s companies have released an official statement on the matter, YN hasn’t been shy about fueling the rumors. In a recent post on her Instagram, she shared a photo of herself wearing a Burn The Stage hoodie, captioning it, “i guess i’ve got good taste 👀” which has sent fans into overdrive speculating that she’s sending a not-so-subtle message about her relationship with Jeongguk.

“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” Yoongi groans to himself. He can’t read any more of this drivel. The wooden table in front of him suddenly looks all too inviting, perfect for him to bash his skull into.

You’re everywhere, completely inescapable for the past week. Apparently, Yoongi’s bi-weekly breakfast with Hoseok is no exception. The first one they’ve been able to have since the tour, too. God forbid he wants to mindlessly scroll on his phone for a second while he waits for his friend to return, because there you are, taunting him. 

After the concert, Yoongi had been so annoyed by seeing you again. Pissed off at the circumstances. Ready to do anything in his power to extricate you from Jeongguk as fast as possible.

The past week has dulled his rage considerably. The endorphins of playing live have died, as have the potent emotions that come with them. Yoongi’s logical adult brain has set in, leaving him with only a headache.

“Woah,” Hoseok says, snorting as he slides a coffee into Yoongi’s field of vision. He slips into the booth across from him, taking a sip from his own cup with an amused look on his face. “You look much more homicidal than I left you. What could’ve possibly pissed you off in the last five minutes?”

Wordlessly, Yoongi hands Hoseok his phone, the article still displayed on the screen. Hoseok silently reads the first few paragraphs, and when he scrolls back up to look at the photo attached, his eyebrows shoot up in surprise.

“Oh?” he says, zooming in on your face. On Yoongi’s phone. The audacity. “This is the Innisfree girl, right? She’s dating Jeongguk?”

“Allegedly.”

“Is her skin really that nice in person?”

“Not the point,” Yoongi hisses, snatching his phone back from Hoseok’s grip and hastily closing the article to get your dumb face off of his phone. Dumb, poreless face.

“Okay, touchy,” Hoseok says, raising his hands in surrender. “Please explain the point.”

“I don’t trust her,” Yoongi says, tapping his foot under the table. “The relationship is bogus. She’s after something, I just can’t figure out what it is.”

“And you’re basing this on…?”

“Intuition,” Yoongi says flatly.

“Right. Because your intuition is never wrong,” Hoseok says, tone laden with sarcasm. “Need I remind you that you weren’t the biggest fan of me when we met?”

“I thought you were annoying,” Yoongi agrees. He takes a sip of his coffee to mask a smirk. “Who says I was wrong about that?”

“I’d probably be hurt if you hadn’t essentially bought us couple rings last year,” Hoseok says, waggling his eyebrows. “You want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.”

“Aish, they weren’t couple rings,” Yoongi complains. “Stop saying that. The wrong person is going to hear you and think it’s true.”

“Your ears are pink!” Hoseok exclaims triumphantly, pointing at the evidence. “Your mouth says one thing, but your ears always give you away.”

“I’m going to kill you,” Yoongi grumbles, pulling his beanie down. “Stop changing the subject.”

“Right, right. Sorry, hyung, you’re just so easy to tease,” Hoseok says, not even bothering to stifle his snickering. The bastard. “Jeonggukie’s new lady love. Go. Wait, do you want to fuck her?”

“What?” Yoongi sputters, eyes widening because what the fuck? “No—what? Look, it’s not just intuition, okay? I’m right about her. And you saw what the article said—drama follows her wherever she goes. Maybe she thinks dating Jeongguk will rehabilitate her image, or something like that.”

Yoongi had been so confident that wasn’t the case, since you’ve maintained all of your brand deals even in the midst of your many scandals, but maybe he was wrong. He still doesn’t know why you’re doing this, and it’s like the closer he gets, the less he can see.

“I don’t know,” Yoongi groans, rubbing his hands over his face. “She’s also just a bitch.”

“Okay,” Hoseok concedes, crossing his arms. “If you say so. She’s a bitch who you don’t want to fuck. What are you going to do about it?”

Yoongi shrugs. “I have that dinner tomorrow night. I was thinking of talking to Jeongguk after or something.”

“And telling him that his girlfriend is the devil? I’m sure that’ll go over well.”

“I’ll figure it out,” Yoongi sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. “Jeongguk is a stubborn kid, but he knows I wouldn’t ruin something good for him. If I word it right, maybe he’ll listen.”

“You’re not wrong. For whatever reason, Jeongguk trusts your judgement.”

Yoongi glares at him. “Go fuck yourself, Hob-ah.”

“Whatever, hyung,” Hoseok says, rolling his eyes. “Let’s talk about something else, please. I haven’t seen you in months.”

Yoongi relents easily. He doesn’t really want to be talking about you either, not when it feels like an ice pick is being jammed into his temple. 

He’ll just have to figure out what to say to Jeongguk later.

★ ★ ★

“Wow,” Seokjin says around a mouthful of jjapaguri. “He really hates you, huh?”

He’s fresh out of a long shift at the hospital, but he still headed straight to your apartment at the promise of food and celebrity gossip—his two biggest weaknesses, especially when the food doesn’t have to be made by him and the celebrity is you.

“Seems like it,” you sigh, using your chopsticks to push your noodles around aimlessly. “Normally I wouldn’t care, you know? Like, get in line, asshole.”

“But you care.”

“But I care.”

“Because of Jeongguk,” Seokjin says knowingly.

You drop your chopsticks and groan, stifling the sound by covering your face with your hands.

“Yes,” you concede. “But not because of that. I just want to help him, you know? He got me through a really rough spot last year. I’d feel like shit if I agreed to do this for him and then it ended up blowing up in our faces because of me.”

“Mmm,” Seokjin hums, chewing thoughtfully. “I’m sure the fact that you’re in love with him is a big motivator, though.”

You pick up your head, glaring at him. “Love is a big word, Jin.”

A very big word, you think, picking up your glass of wine to take a long gulp. God help you.

“A fitting one, too!” he says gleefully. “Come oooon. No judgement here. He’s hot. Not as hot as me, of course, but I have to give credit where credit is due.”

“Yes, you’re a god among men,” you mumble, rolling your eyes. “I don’t love Jeongguk. Not like that, at least. Do I need to remind you of the whole reason I’m doing this in the first place?”

“Yeah, yeah, the secret girlfriend,” Seokjin says, waving a hand dismissively. “Whatever. You’re spending a lot of time with him, is all I’m saying. The tides may turn in your favor.”

Wow, and you thought you were delusional.

“Fat chance,” you deadpan, polishing off your wine. “Especially if Yoongi is as persistent as he’s making himself out to be.”

“What’s his beef with you, anyway?” Seokjin asks, snorting to himself as he picks up a piece of steak with his chopsticks. Hilarious. “I feel like he’s going a little far for it to just be protectiveness, you know?”

Right. When you’d given Seokjin the rundown via text, you’d left one pretty substantial piece of information out.

“He said, um,” you start, picking at one of your nails nervously—a habit that Hyerin would smack you on the back of the head for, if she were here. “He said that he knows… more than I think.”

Just like that, all of the humor drains from Seokjin’s expression. “Meaning…?”

“I don’t know,” you say, your voice wobbling just a bit. “I don’t know, but if it does mean that… It makes the idea of rolling over and doing what he says pretty enticing, not gonna lie.”

“Fuck that,” Seokjin says firmly, your eyes widening in response. “If he’s the type of guy to use something like that as blackmail, then he’s a piece of shit. I don’t care if he is trying to protect Jeongguk.”

“He can’t know, though,” you groan, fully resting your head on the cool marble of your kitchen countertop now. 

You’ve been wracking your brain for days now, trying to figure out if it’s even possible for Yoongi to know anything. You’re pretty confident the answer is no, but there’s no way to be one-hundred percent sure without confirmation from the man himself. And you’d honestly rather die.

“Nobody knows except the people involved and you. You’re the only one who didn’t sign an NDA, and I’m pretty confident you’ve never met Min Yoongi. Not to mention you just wouldn’t—”

“Share that information? Hell no, I wouldn’t,” Seokjin interrupts, scoffing. “Okay, well… Regardless of whether he knows anything, he honestly just sounds like a dick and I think you should kill him.”

You snort, lifting your eyes to look at him from where your head rests on the counter. “Maybe that can be plan B,” you offer.

“Fine, then what’s the plan A?” Seokjin counters, crossing his arms and raising a conspiratorial eyebrow at you.

Fantastic question, one you’ve been thinking about the answer to since you abruptly left the afterparty that night. It’s not like you can tell Jeongguk what’s going on and risk having to tell him the whole truth. You trust Jeongguk, but…

No, it’s not an option. You don’t want anyone else to know. So, if Yoongi’s going to insist on being a problem for you, you might as well return the favor. It’s only fair.

You grin, lifting your head and leaning closer to Seokjin.

“I’m going to make his life a living hell.”

★ ★ ★

Yoongi hasn’t touched a cigarette since he was twenty one years old.

He picked up the nasty habit at sixteen, when one of his friends doled out African Ice Jacks amongst the group, bragging that his hyung had bought the pack for him. As soon as the lighter was flicked on and the bittersweet taste of bubblegum and tobacco filled Yoongi’s lungs, he was hooked.

It was stupidly easy to get his hands on cigarettes before he was of legal age, even when his friend’s hyung couldn’t supply them for whatever reason. All of the adults around him smoked, including his parents. 

It felt as though cigarettes were an extension of his hand, felt wrong when he didn’t have the option to light one up. During school hours, Yoongi’s fingers would twitch on his desk as he waited for his last class to end.

He was a fucking anxious, wound-up kid. Smoking was the only thing that helped, sometimes. If he had a shit day, at least he could have a cigarette.

When the band got signed, though, things changed. Despite the fact that the majority of the population in Korea smoked, celebrities were vilified for it in the media. For whatever fucking reason. Yoongi didn’t care much what the media had to say about him, but he reasoned that it would be pretty stupid to let his dream die over Ice Jacks. So he quit.

It was hard at first, but it’s been five years now. After so much time, it’s rare that cigarettes even cross his mind, even when others smoke around him.

Sitting across the table from you now, though, Yoongi’s fingers twitch just like they had when he was in grade school staring at a clock.

He and the band started frequenting Yoojung Sikdang long before there was any real hope for fame. It was their chosen spot after every practice. The ajumma who owns it knows their names, remembers their orders by heart. Over the years, the only part of the restaurant that’s changed is their autographed photos on the wall. They’ve celebrated every single milestone here, big or small, just the five of them. Alone.

Wrapping up their first world tour should be no different. It’s their biggest milestone yet, and all Yoongi wanted was to eat ssambap with his best friends. Remind himself that none of the fame matters as long as they still have this.

But here you are. Of course. Encroaching on everything Yoongi’s built, everything he holds dear to his heart.

The only time it’s ever been more than the five of them here was the night they signed their contract, accompanied by two label executives. Even if you’re allegedly riding Jeongguk’s dick, no way are you that fucking important.

Yoongi would laugh if he wasn’t so pissed off. You are such a fucking pest. He just can’t shake you off.

“You don’t like what you ordered?” Jimin asks you, snapping Yoongi out of his thoughts.

Yoongi’s made an effort to keep to himself for the majority of the dinner. No use in ruining everyone else’s night—it’s still a special one, after all. Besides, he’s still trying to be an adult about things. You may have ruined his plan to talk to Jeongguk tonight, but it’s not like he’s going to cause a scene in front of a restaurant full of people—

“Oh, I’m just not very hungry,” you say. Yoongi’s eyes narrow.

All you’ve been doing all night is burrowing into Jeongguk’s side, barely touching your food. Lipgloss still perfectly in place. Normally, Yoongi wouldn’t care—he’s not paying for it. He wastes food on the label’s dime all the time. At Yoojung Sikdang, though?

“Why did you come, then?” 

The words come out of Yoongi’s mouth before he can stop them, sharp and pointed. He’d fully intended to keep his mouth shut, eat his food, and then go home. Maybe buy a pack on the way. But now they’re out there, and Yoongi can’t bring himself to care. Certainly not to feel bad.

For the first time since you’d walked in on Jeongguk’s arm, you make eye contact with him. On purpose this time—challenging. Yoongi’s not a little bitch, so he stares back. 

“Because Jeonggukie invited me,” you say, faux sweetness dripping from your words as you lean your head on Jeongguk’s shoulder. Eyes still fixed on Yoongi. “I figured it would be okay, since you all gave me such a warm welcome last time.”

Yeah. Yoongi’s buying that pack of cigarettes. 

“You’re always welcome to come out with us,” Taehyung coos, like he thinks you’re the cutest thing in the world. Knowing Taehyung, he probably does.

Everyone seems to be in agreement on that front, too, except Yoongi who rolls his eyes as he shoves a ssam into his mouth. Whatever.

“It’s gonna be hell getting you out of here, though,” Namjoon adds from Yoongi’s left. He leans over to glance at the crowd of people peering through the front of the restaurant, cameras at the ready, desperate to get a glimpse of you and Jeongguk. Not that you’re making it particularly hard.

“We’ve never had a crowd like that out there,” Jimin says, in awe. “I’m not surprised, though. Those articles about you two have been getting tons of clicks.”

“Ah,” you say. If Yoongi didn’t know better, he’d think you sound almost sheepish. “That, um. That might be my fault. I told my manager I was coming here. She must’ve tipped someone off.”

Of course.

“Anything for a photo-op, right?” Yoongi sneers, unable to help himself. It’s such an easy shot, after all. You’re being so transparent.

“Hyung,” Taehyung says, eyes wide as if he’s appalled. 

“I’m sorry, Yoongi-ssi,” you say, tilting your head at him. That little flash of a challenge is still in your eyes, and Yoongi doesn’t like it one bit. “Do you have a problem with me being here?”

Yoongi scoffs, sitting up. When he speaks, it’s laced with bitterness. “We just don’t normally come here with guests, that’s all. I guess I didn’t get the memo that that’d suddenly changed.”

“I invited her, hyung,” Jeongguk says. “She’s my girlfriend.” He wraps his arm around you protectively and, fuck, you’re good. You’re so good at making Yoongi look like the asshole.

“I get that, Guk-ah,” Yoongi tries, his voice considerably softer now. “But, come on… Here? And the mob outside, I mean… Do you really think that was just a harmless mistake?”

“What are you implying?” Jeongguk grits out. He’s angry now, that much is clear, and it’s Yoongi’s fault. 

You have him trapped. He’s surrounded by landmines, unable to come up with a single response that could possibly defuse them.

“Come on, guys,” Namjoon says, glancing at Yoongi pointedly. “We’re here to celebrate.”

“If Yoongi-ssi is uncomfortable that I’m here, maybe I should go,” you say, making to get up.

Jeongguk reaches for your arm, stopping you. “No,” he says. “Yoongi-hyung, you can either get over it and stay with us, or you can leave. You’re the only one who doesn’t want her here.”

Un-fucking-believable.

“Are you serious?” Yoongi scoffs, looking around at everyone. Is this really happening to him right now? This is his band!

The table is deadly silent. Everyone refuses to meet Yoongi’s eyes except you and Jeongguk, who raises a challenging eyebrow at him. It’s immediately apparent to Yoongi that he’s not winning this one. That somehow, he’s ruined the night meant to celebrate him and his friends.

Bitterly, Yoongi laughs. “Fine.”

No one protests when he pushes his chair away from the table and stands up, and that stings much more than Yoongi would like to admit.

He catches your eye as he grabs his jacket off the back of his chair, anger flaring at how pleased you look. 

“Have a nice fucking dinner,” Yoongi mutters, before turning on his heel and walking towards the door. Leaving his friends to face a crowd of photographers and fans that you called.

As he walks out into the cold, dodging the phones being shoved in his face, all he can think about is the way Jeongguk had looked at him.

★ ★ ★

You met Jeon Jeongguk a year ago, give or take a few months. You just remember it was cold.

Less than twenty-four hours after a particularly nasty breakup with a guy you didn’t love but liked enough, you were back on the clock. Zipped into something tight and expensive, wearing the best waterproof mascara money could buy.

You hated those events to begin with—the galas, end of year ceremonies for awards you were no longer viable to win. They were torture for you. But the sting of being freshly single only made things worse, so you had decided to make the most of it.

You may not have been able to win a KMA, but you were well within your rights to treat the KMAs themselves like your own personal dating pool. No better way to rid yourself of your ex like getting with someone new, you thought.

Which is where Jeongguk came in, devastatingly hot in his tailored suit. You’d ran into him on your way from the bathroom—much like you had with Yoongi, now that you think about it—and you instantly found yourself wondering what it would be like to kiss a guy with a lip ring. Jeongguk, as it turned out, was very interested in showing you. 

You were both a little drunk, but the attraction was real. Instant. 

One very handsy cab ride later, and you were in his apartment, grinding on his lap as you experienced first-hand just how little of an obstacle a lip ring can be if the man who has it knows what he’s doing.

Things were going so well—Jeongguk’s tongue exploring your mouth as you felt his cock stiffening beneath you. But it all came crashing down as soon as his hand slid under your dress.

The fact of the matter was, you’d just been dumped. Regardless of how strongly you did or didn’t feel about your ex, you’d still been dumped and it still hurt. As soon as Jeongguk really touched you, it became all too apparent that you wouldn’t be able to go through with it. Luckily, at the slightest bit of hesitance from you, Jeongguk’s hand immediately retreated from under your dress. 

He was sweet about it. Really, really sweet. Valiantly ignored his erection and offered to listen instead, which made you laugh. Comforted you even though you hadn’t thought you needed it. Let you sleep in his bed anyway. When you left the next morning, kindly offered to be your friend, because you clearly needed one.

You’ve been friends ever since. 

Not in the same way that Seokjin is your friend, of course. Seokjin is your best friend, has been since you were both kids. But Jeongguk just… He gets the industry, in a way that Seokjin never will.

Which brings you to last month.

Last month, when Jeongguk called you nervously in the middle of his tour schedule. Asked you to be his fake girlfriend in guilty, hushed whispers.

You didn’t need to know why. You were always going to say yes. 

But Jeongguk explained anyway. He explained that he has a girlfriend, a real girlfriend, who isn’t from your world. That he hasn’t been able to see her nearly as much as he’d like to because he’s terrified of the backlash she could receive from being connected to him romantically.

You read between the lines—you have nothing to lose, at this point. There isn’t a day that goes by where someone online doesn’t have something to say about you, reputable or not.

He explained that in order to maintain the lie, no one in the industry could know the truth, not even Jeongguk’s bandmates. According to him, they wouldn’t understand why he felt the need to go to such lengths. You didn’t completely agree then, but having met Yoongi now, you get it.

His girlfriend knows about you, he’d told you. She knows who you are, knows about that night last year, and that she still agreed to let him ask you this. She doesn’t see you as a threat.

It stung, a little. Of course it did. You and Jeongguk may be friends, but you’ve always felt a hint of something else there. Maybe it was the kindness he’d shown you when you met. Maybe it’s just him. But you never said anything, convinced it was one-sided.

Clearly you were right.

Still, you want to do this for him. You care about him, and just because you can’t maintain a stable relationship doesn’t mean Jeongguk doesn’t deserve a chance at one.

You think, if Yoongi knew, he’d feel the same.

★ ★ ★

Five years down the drain, Yoongi thinks. Ashes his cigarette. Oh well.

Honestly, it’s not even really about you, although Yoongi would love to pretend otherwise. If he pins it all on you, it makes his mission to get rid of you all the more noble. The label breathing down his neck. The impending deadline of an album he doesn’t know if he can write. Dongsaengs that don’t know how to stay out of trouble. If it’s all your fault, it can’t be his.

This—the smoking—was bound to happen, with or without you. You just helped the process along.

He’s perched on his windowsill, puffing his way through cigarette number two, when his phone buzzes next to him.

Namjoon doesn’t call him nearly ever. Yoongi has a way that he likes things done, and Namjoon is probably his only friend that actually respects it. Emails for work. In-person or texts for personal shit. Video calls never. Phone calls only if Yoongi needs to hear it now and there’s no other way.

Yoongi picks up.

“Joon-ah?” Cautious. He likes phone calls the least because phone calls mean trouble, like someone is in the hospital. He’s gotten that call before, more than once.

“Hyung,” Namjoon says. “Do you have a minute?”

Namjoon wouldn’t be asking that if someone was in the hospital, so Yoongi allows himself to unclench. Just a little. “Yeah, I have a minute.”

He hears rustling on the line, like Namjoon is fidgeting. But Namjoon is always fidgeting, so that could mean nothing.

“I figured, given the events of tonight, that it would be a good call to warn you ahead of time. I would’ve come by your apartment, but I’ve got meetings all morning tomorrow and it’s late. I didn’t want to wait until next time I see you though, so…” Namjoon starts, trailing off. 

Yoongi works his jaw. “Spit it out, Joon-ah,” he says, because Namjoon is shit at delivering bad news. He’s always beating around the bush, trying to soften the blow. It’s great for the kids, but it makes Yoongi feel like he’s about to have to bury his first-born or some shit. Yoongi likes clear, direct.

Namjoon knows this, so he always gets it right on the second try.

“YN is going to the Jeju house with you guys,” Namjoon says. Clear and direct, but the absolute last thing Yoongi wants to hear right now. 

“You’re fucking with me.”

“I’m not.”

“She has literally no fucking reason to be there, Joon-ah,” Yoongi grits out. The cigarette secured between his index and middle knuckles has burned down to nothing, singes his fingers. He hisses and flicks it out the window. “Is she going to help us write an album? Is that it?”

“Hyung—“

“No, she isn’t. She’s going to distract my lead singer the whole time and make the whole point of the trip fucking impossible,” he interrupts, because once he gets started he can’t stop. “Who signed off on this? Doesn’t she have a job? Isn’t there a goddamn camera that needs to be smoldered at?”

“Yoongi-hyung,” Namjoon says. He’s using his manager voice, and Yoongi shuts up instantly. 

Namjoon uses this voice on the kids all the time. Realistically, it’s not a big deal. It’s his job. But he’s never had to use it on Yoongi before.

He deserves it, though. Yoongi knows that. He knows that he’s been insufferable ever since you showed up, and he doesn’t like it either. He’d wanted to talk to Jeongguk, to have a heart-to-heart with him about it, but that’s proven impossible given that you’re always around. And Namjoon is their voice of reason.

Yoongi tries again.

“I don’t like her,” he explains, keeping his voice level. “I don’t think she has Jeongguk’s best interests at heart. I’m just trying to look out for him.”

The line stays quiet for a long moment, like Namjoon is taking special care in choosing his next words. It would make Yoongi nervous, but that’s just what Namjoon does.

“Hyung, you need to leave it alone,” he finally says.

What the fuck.

Yoongi could have foreseen plenty of responses from Namjoon. He’s been on the receiving end of Namjoon’s sage advice more than he’s proud of. Yoongi worries a lot, and Namjoon is particularly good at quieting those worries, particularly when they pertain to the kids. And they usually do. But he sure as shit wasn’t expecting to be blown off like that.

“Joon-ah, Jeongguk is gonna—“

“Jeongguk is a grown man. He’s fully entitled to make his own decisions, and you need to respect that if you don’t want to lose him.”

Lose him? Is Yoongi going insane? Is he fucking missing some integral piece of this puzzle that everyone else seems to have?

The notion of losing Jeongguk is completely absurd. How could he lose Jeongguk over something like this? Jeongguk, the college freshman with the huge eyes who followed Yoongi around like a puppy. Jeongguk who sang so softly when Yoongi asked, who beamed with pride when Yoongi told him he had something special. Jeongguk who dropped out alongside Yoongi, took a risk because he trusted his hyung to take care of him.

It was Yoongi and Jeongguk before it was anyone else, and Yoongi has never let Jeongguk down once, won’t allow himself to. This is the thing that’s going to change that? 

“What are you even talking about?”

“Just… leave this one alone, Yoongi,” Namjoon sighs. “She’s coming whether you like it or not, and you need to at least pretend to play nice.”

Yoongi doesn’t appreciate being treated like a child who’s the cause of his parent’s headache, not by Kim Namjoon. The label dickheads are one thing, but the one person Yoongi has entrusted with everything for the past five years? Before that, even? Fuck that. Namjoon doesn’t talk to him this way, and that’s not about to change because of you.

“Namjoon-ah, if you’re going to blow me off, at least put my cock in your mouth and do it right,” Yoongi spits, hanging up before he can think better of his words.

Fuck.

Yoongi hasn’t bitten Namjoon’s head off like that in a long time. It doesn’t feel good to be back in old patterns like this. Yoongi knows why he doesn’t trust you, but he doesn’t know what it is about you that makes it so—urgent. Like he’s a wild animal primed to bite. To hurt. Yoongi isn’t that guy. 

If what Namjoon said is true, if Jeongguk really is at risk of slipping through Yoongi’s fingers, he has to get his fucking act together. He has to try harder to handle this like an adult.

So, you’re coming to Jeju. Fine. Yoongi can be civil.

Even if the only way for him to be civil is not to speak to you at all.

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I’m Semi-lit.

I try to match my RP partner's response!

No one-liners, please.

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One of my rp responses :D This is only a small snippet of a much LONGER response

(it’s from a 5 nitro message on Discord)

“........."Yes, you are! even your Name min is princely! I don't think I've ever met another Min before, " Taehyung pointed out. "Your entire being reminds me of a prince." He stated, "soft and pale...just how princes should be. It shows how you've spent days inside, lounging and spoiled -" He touched his cheeks with just his fingertips."Even your hands are soft...shows they haven't had a hard day in their life..."He brings his boyfriend's hand up to his lips to kiss each finger and then the center of his palm. "You even got a nice round face, too. it means a prince well-fed. Princes should always get their full. " He looks at him, waiting for him to respond." Isn't that right, Prince Min?" He asks him with a sly smile…….”

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Jihope

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Sope

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