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honey-boyyoongi · 2 years ago

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Pairing ➪ Yoonji x Y/n | Jimin x Y/n | Yoonji x Jimin x Seokjin

Word count ➪ 6k Words

Warnings ➪ cursing through out; authors horrible attempt at humor; mentions of blood; mentions of anxiety attack; description of an anxiety attack;

Summary ➪ Y/n needs a place to stay as of yesterday. Her roommate bailed on her, she’s too far from her grandmother, and her boyfriend lives in a box with his best friend. The place she seems to find has everything; space, low rent, a short commute to her job, and seemingly nice roommates. But there are some things that are kinda weird. Like how her female roommate is up at all hours, and her male roommate mumbling about his plants yelling at him in the middle of the night. She can get through this, right?

A/n: Heyyyyyyyyyyy. Damn it took me months to update this one huh. Sorry for being so quiet lately, I’ll update my Yoongi au soon. I hope yall enjoy this update. As always feedback is appreciated and if you would like to be added to the tag list please let me know 💕

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Yoonji runs towards the front door; Seokjin’s eyes are wild and dilated, his usually pristine white blouse is stained deep red. His mouth is covered in blood, his cheeks stained with tears and dirt. His usually styled hair is messy and unkempt. “Oh, my god, Jinnie what happened,” she pleads, “Who did this? Was it Choi? I swear to the gods I will drag him out in the sun myself if he-,’ Yoonji stops when she looks over Seokjin’s shoulder, “Jin, what the fuck did you do?”

Seokjin shudders, “I didn’t mean to, I was- fuck. I haven’t fed since I gave you blood. The council refused to let me into the donor wing, even though it's my side of the Kim clan that created it in the first place. To punish my gluttony they said. I asked Jaeyoung for bags, but he never got back to me. I was walking home, taking my way through the park. I smelled blood, coming from the bushes. I thought it was an animal, but the smell got stronger and sweeter, it was fresh human blood. I couldn’t help it, Yoonie. I’m sorry.” Seokjin struggled to hold in his sob. Yoonji needed to figure out a plan and fast, but it seemed the universe had other plans.

Yoonji turned at the gasps that echoed in between Seokjin’s harsh breaths. Y/n stood wide eyed, frightened. She knew.

“Oh, shit,” Yoonji mumbled. “Y/n.. I need you to breathe slowly. Please.” The older woman walked slowly towards her younger roommate, hoping that she didn't do anything irrational.

Y/n evades her, running towards Seokjin, “Holy shit, Jin, what happened?”

Seokjin sobbed harder into the tile, struggling to find his voice, “I-fuck! I..I was walking..and.” Yoonji could feel her friend’s desperation, she rubbed Jin’s back in an attempt to soothe him. “I didn’t know.. I swear I didn’t, kitty.”

Y/n stopped in front of Jin, taking in the chaos that he had brought with him. “Fuck, “she grumbled. She joined Jin on the floor, scanning him for any potentially fatal wounds, “Jin, were you stabbed? Shot? You’re covered in blood, fuck.” Seokjin stared at her, shocked that she would get so close. Their roommate scooted closer to a still Jin, Yoonji watched, frozen. She didn’t want to scare Y/n by trying to pull her away, but she also doesn’t know in what state of mind her best friend would be. There was a large chance Seokin could attack her, if he saw her as a threat.

“Jimin,” Yoonji hissed, “Jimin, hurry, Y/n is getting too close to Jinnie.”

Jimin cursed, he hurried from his pantry with their first aid kit, “I’m trying, I have delicate jars in this thing.”

Yoonji could see Seokjin’s figure tense, his pupils were dilating with every centimeter Y/n crawled closer. “Jimin, please,” she begged. With the wave of a finger and a grunted curse, Y/n fell to her side, they were able to narrowly avoid another incident in their home. The elder was able to catch her roommate, preventing any injuries.

Jimin anxiously made his way towards Seokjin, “Yoon, take her to her room. The spell I used should keep her asleep for a while, let's hope she doesn't have to work a shift tomorrow. We can’t have more people involved.” He carefully lays the aid kit on the ground, hastily trying to find what he needs.

Yoonji takes Y/n into her arms, working fast to get her out of the upside down living room. Once Yoonji settled their sleeping roommate on her bed, she skimmed for any bumps or bruises. The female vampire released a breath she didn’t realize she was holding, nothing seemed bruised or in need of attention, thankfully one less thing to worry about tonight.

Yoonji finds her roommates, and a stranger, still stationed in their living room. Seokjin was lying on the couch, his blood-soiled shirt on the floor next to him, dried blood in sporadic places, sweat glistening on his brow. Jimin had finished checking over Seokjin, deeming him free of any detrimental injuries. He was happy to confirm his friend was healthy, but there was still the matter of the man on the carpet. He was tall, and had dark hair. Yoonji was sure he was tan, but the lack of blood is causing him to look sickly. The man was wearing a dark blue matching t-shirt and pants set, with detailing on the hems.

She makes her way to the middle of the room to help Min out. The elder looks around trying to find something to clean up the dirt and blood stuck on her best friend. Yoonji spots and picks the wet wipes Jimin stashes in their first aid kit. While she hastily wipes down every visible stain of blood, Seokjin doesn't move. He’s silent, attempting to control his breathing.

“Jinnie what happened, “she whispered. Jin grumbled, slightly shaking his head, “Mmph.. kitty… I’m tired.”

“I gave him a sedative,” Jimin said, “It’s catered to vampires, so he’ll sleep for a couple of hours.”

“Was that necessary, “Yoonji asks worriedly.

“He was bordering on a feral state; he hadn't been feeding. The overwhelming emotions of fear, guilt, confusion and panic were pushing him to a frenzy,” he answered. “The last thing he needed was to go into a frenzy, hurt anyone else, and turn feral from the grief. Along with a sedative, I gave him something to keep him settled emotionally after he wakes up. Hopefully his body doesn’t purge it.” Jimin organized the items back into his kit tensely, “Please take the man on the carpet to my work room. I still need to treat him, plus, the smell of blood could set off Jin.” Jimin urgently rose from the floor, speed walking deeper into the house.

Yoonji finished the last of her clean up of Seokjin. Her stomach was less twisted seeing her longest friend safe. She fixed his hair back into place, and makes sure he’s comfortable for his rest.

Jimin was fixing a variety of creams and tonics when Yoonji came in with the living room stranger. She lays him on the futon Jimin keeps in his work room, for the days he has too many commissions. She closes the door, wanting to keep any noise from reaching Y/n down the hall. Jimin stripped the stranger down to his underwear, wiping him down with a warm cloth to rid him of any grime and blood. Yoonji takes the remaining cloth, assisting Jimin with cleaning the stranger. They work in silence, neither too sure what to say.

“Namjoon.”

“Excuse me?”

“Namjoon, “Jimin mumbles, “That’s his name.”

The elder stared at her younger friend with surprise. “Did you find a wallet with his ID in it, “Yoonji asked.

“I know him,” Jimin whispered. Yoonji stood shell shocked, “Jimin.. Oh gods, I’m sorry.” They continue to clean Namjoon in uncomfortable silence, until he is free of any grime. “He’s the friend I go on the trails with. He’s always at a park, or working at the plant nursery he co-owns with his roommate. I know Jin didn’t mean to, but I’m so angry.”

Yoonji didn’t know how to comfort her younger friend. She understands why he would be upset, Namjoon was a victim of ‘wrong place, wrong time’. “I know Min, I’m sorry. I understand why you would be upset. Jin didn’t mean it. He must’ve been more blood deprived than we realized, but he would never attack a human on purpose.”

“I know Yoonie. It’s just frustrating to see an innocent person getting caught in the crossfire, especially one that you’re close to, “Jimin sighs. “He’s not hurt, at least from what I can tell. No stabs, claw marks, cuts, or bullet wounds, but that’s not our biggest worry.”

“What is it then? He’s not a werewolf, is he, or a demon?”

“No, since Seokjin was starving, and went into some form of bloodlust. He injected Namjoon with venom,“ Jimin explained. Yoonji cursed, “Fuck! Are you sure?”

Jimin ushered Yoonji to the left side of Namjoon, he carefully tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck. He pointed to the very prominent bite marks, “When I was cleaning around his neck, the blood had a cloudy look to it. I knew he wasn’t sick; if Joon was a werewolf, Seokjin would’ve died within minutes. Namjoon’s body would kill itself trying to purge the vampire venom, if he was a wolf. If he was a demon, Jin would be sick, at worst he would have a stomach ache that would last for a few days, and Namjoon wouldn’t have been affected.”

“So he’s human, “Yoonji says.

“Was, “Jimin answers, “Jin released enough venom when he bit him to start the transformation. If I’m correct, the transition should be finished within 48 hours, maybe less.”

“Less,” Yoonji croaked, “How?”

“Born vampires are the only ones that can turn humans into vampires, correct,” she nodded, “Well, Seokjin is part of an aristocratic family, he’s also ancient. If I'm not mistaken all of that would make his venom more potent. Namjoon is a healthy human, add a potent venom, and boom you have a newborn.”

Yoonji’s mind was going into overdrive, what were they going to do? They had never sired a vampire. From a very young age they’re taught about how serious sire and fledgling relationships are. Sires can be parental figures to their fledgling, if they weren’t romantically involved before being reborn. Fledglings can easily go feral if they’re not guided correctly, or worse their sire’s reject the bond. Things can go to shit so easily. They’ve heard about newborns going feral hours after their finished transition. Seokjin has had to unfortunately, get rid of a fair amount of feral fledglings in his time in the council. It never gets easier.

“Yoonie,” Jimin whispered.

“Yeah,” she whispers back.

“Jin, won’t abandon him will he, “he asked. “Yoon, I know to you two he’s the human that got caught in the crossfire, but he’s my friend. Joonie has been a constant presence in my life for the last year. I don’t want to lose him to this. It might sound selfish, but it feels nice to be treated as normal, or at least be perceived as human. I don’t get envious looks for being the grandson of Park Hyejin. I can talk about plants, and not be told ‘I didn’t ask’. I’m not asked about spells, potions, or favors. I’m not asked about how granny and momma are so powerful, and why I’m not like them even though I’m the first born. I don’t have to take inventory of my greenhouse, or my workroom when he comes over. I’ve never had to use charms around him to keep myself safe. I’ve never had to scour myself, or gifts from him for peeping spells. It’s nice not having to watch my back.”

“Jimin.. I’m sorry. I didn’t know things were getting that bad. I’m sorry you’ve been dealing with this by yourself. I know nothing I say will make it okay. Seokjin will be responsible for Namjoon. Our families have taught us to guide, protect, and love those that we sire. If, for some reason, Seokjin decides to not take responsibility, I’ll become his sire. Namjoon shouldn’t be allowed to go feral, for his mistakes.”

“Will you really, “Jimin asked.

“Yes, I will,” Yoonji said matter of factly. “I might not know him like you do, but I can see you care about him. Like I said he’s innocent in all of this.”

They quietly finished cleaning Namjoon up. Yoonji is beginning to see subtle changes; he’s losing color, his claws are starting to grow out, he’s starting to become free of any blemishes. Namjoon is also starting to breathe more raggedly, she knows soon he’ll stop. The transformation always started physically, while the venom slowly killed the body. Young vamplings were always told the transformation was painful. She’s heard stories of sires sedating their fledglings with all types of concoctions. Most burned through the drugs or alcohol during their transition, or any concussion given to knock them out, was healed. Yoonji doesn’t know how Jimin’s friend will react once he’s woken up after the last breath, but she hopes he’s at least grateful that Jimin sedated him with a spell.

Being a newborn is hell, she’s seen it. Her favorite auntie was turned by one of her father’s younger brothers when she had just turned 14. She remembers the hunger, the sensitivity, the mood swings her auntie experienced. They were lucky to have had resources back then to ensure her auntie hadn’t gone on a rampage. There weren’t blood banks back then, and donors were a new concept that few clans had taken up. Yoonji still remembers her auntie complaining about her new fangs aching months after the transformation, and the sunlight sensitivity. It’s not all bad, at least from what she remembers. Her auntie was happy she didn’t have to ask for help with carrying heavy loads, she would spend hours gardening with no complaints of being tired, and surprisingly took on lumbering. Of course being immune to every human disease imaginable was also a plus.

They finish off the last of the grime on Namjoon’s legs, double checking on his bite wound, to make sure it's healing properly during the transition. Everything is looking good, well as good as the transition from human to vampire can be. Jimin struggles to put some clothes on Namjoon that look a bit small, but it will have to work. Jimin likes tight clothes, and Seokjin would be horrified if anyone caught him in anything less than his finest. Yoonji is significantly smaller than everyone in the house, even her largest garments would fit like doll clothes on her roommate's friend. They wouldn’t even dare going through Y/n’s closet to find anything worthy of his size or any stray pieces from Jungwoo.

Yoonji helps Jimin clean up the towels they used, putting away the different jars that belong in the first aid kit, and collecting the remnants of Namjoon’s clothes. They continue to work around each other, Yoonji ensuring she stays out of Jimin’s way as he reorganizes to stay calm.

“Min, “Yoonji whispers, “You said Namjoon had a roommate, what are we going to do about that?”

“Fuck, you’re right,” Jimin grumbled. “Hoseok will be worried if Namjoon isn’t home. He’s probably worried sick right now, they make a habit of trying to eat dinner every night. I don’t even know what to do, or what I’ll say to him. As long as I’ve known Namjoon he’s never been gone for more than a few days on his own. Him, and Hoseok always travel together.”

“What should we do, “Yoonji asked.

“I’ll text him from Joon’s phone. I don’t want to, but I’ll just say that I invited him on a last minute camping trip, “he responded. “We’ve been talking about going to the Black Bear Lake campsite for some mushrooms that I’m hoping are in season.”

“Will that work? Do you think he’ll believe it?”

“I’m hoping it will, we’ve been talking about it for a couple of weeks since I gave Joon some samples of my mushroom seasoning, and dried mushroom medley. Hoseok isn’t much of a camper, so we had planned it with only the both of us in mind. Hobi knew we’d leave at any moment, “her roommate explained.

Yoonji nodded, pleading to the gods that his friend wouldn’t come looking for the fledgling.

Namjoon

19:49

Hobi, Jiminie and I went ahead to the campsite.

We’ll be back by the weekend.

Hoseok

19:53

Okay! Be careful and don’t bring back anything that can make us burn or itch.

Or is poisonous.

Namjoon

19:57

No promises

Three hours later Seokjin woke up less filthy from what he remembered. He’s free of any grime, and caked blood. The elder assumes Yoonji was the one to freshen him up. Jin didn’t remember much past trying to find his way home with the park stranger.

The stranger…

Fuck..

Seokjin knows he bit the stranger, being withheld from feeding caused him more stress than he anticipated. Checking his surroundings, there’s a lack of blood. He cannot smell, nor see a trace of it. The vampire takes a deep breath to ensure everyone in his home is safe; he can smell Y/n, as well as Yoonji and Jimin, but the slight stench of death is sticking to them. Seokjin frantically makes his way to Jimin’s work room, forgoing any form of cover up.

Seokjin bursts into the room, frightening the duo. The elder vampire sighs in relief. Yoonji runs up to him, embracing tightly, “Jinnie, oh my gods.” Jimin joins next to them, whispering that he’s grateful Seokjin is okay.

Seokjin can hear Yoonji struggling to keep it together. He knows he worried her into an early grave. “Kitty it’s okay, I’m fine I promise,“ Jin coos. Yoonji lets out the small sob that had been stuck in her throat. “Don’t ever do that again, “she demanded. “Fuck the council, and fuck their donors. I can ask my dad to send us blood packs or have donors come to the house. Don’t ever go that long without blood.” Jin soothed Yoonji, he feels terrible for frightening her, and Jimin. The last time he was in this much of a distressed state was a century ago, but Yoonji wasn’t around to witness it.

Jimin guided them to a small loveseat at the corner of the room. It’s a tight fit, but Seokjin will make it work. They pile onto the couch; Jimin on his right, and Yoonji on his left. One has their head on his shoulder while the other is on his chest. Seokjin enjoys the warmth Jimin exudes, and Yoonji draws soft patterns on his stomach with her fingers. He further relaxes by humming a small tune, a lullaby his mother used to sing to him in his youth.

Jimin is the first to speak up, “What happened tonight Jin?””

Seokjin sighed deeply, “I didn’t realize how much time had passed. One day I’m helping Yoonji out of the brink of starvation, the next I’m being sent to Mongolia to aid with a territory dispute.” He paused momentarily. “They had humans.. But they weren’t donors.” Yoonji whipped her head up towards him, “The Mongolians are still taking humans?”

Jin shrugged, “This particular clan did. The Ganbolds are the oldest clan in Mongolia, as well as the most secluded. They’re.. Traditional, at least they claim to be. Anyway, they were fighting with a small vampire village on the border of their shared territory. It took a few days to get there, and even longer to mediate a compromise. I couldn’t even get a decent amount of animal blood.”

Yoonji furrowed her eyebrows, “Were the Ganbolds not sharing blood? Did none of the other elders have any blood to spare? I know for a fact that Na and Suh have a stash they bring everywhere with them.”

“Please, Na and Suh have made it well known how much they dislike my side of the Kim clan,” he answers. “The Gandbolds were not having the best season, to say the least. They had to ration whatever supply they had. I could survive with a little bit of blood. Also I’d set myself on fire before I asked any of those old bats for any form of help. When we came back I booked a couple donors, but when I had showed up they refused to let me in. Apparently Choi, Suh, and Lee have banned me from the donor wing because of the little binge I had.”

“How much is a little binge,” Jimin asked.

“It was three,” Seokjin answered. “It wasn’t even a lot. I’ve heard of Lee drinking from at least five donors at times when he feeds, just because he can. They said ‘Kim, your gluttony is unbecoming of a council member. You are now banned for a fortnight.’” The elder vampire could feel his tension returning, he took a couple of calming breaths, just like Jimin taught him. “I texted Jaeyoung to have a case ready for me. I knew I needed blood for the both of us. He didn’t answer me within the hour like he usually does. So, I decided to walk for a bit while I waited for him to respond. I was taking the long way, cutting through the trail by the park. All of the sudden I got the smell of blood. I ignored it at first, but it got sweeter the farther I walked up the trail. I thought it was a deer, or a fox… but it was him. The man had fallen… scraped his knee. He looked up at me, and he smiled.”

Seokjin swallowed the lump that was growing in his throat. Jimin scooted closer to him, molding himself to fit onto Jin’s side, Yoonji followed his lead. Jin readjusted himself, he pulled Jimin’s legs onto his right leg, and Yoonji onto his left leg. They were practically sitting on him, and the pressure felt relieving. “I was just trying to help him up. But the smell of blood… was too much. I blacked out for a second, when I came to we were full of blood. I freaked out. I couldn’t leave him there, so I brought him home and now we’re here. I didn’t mean to feed on him. I didn’t mean to attack him. I..” The vampire let out the sob that he was holding, “I never wanted to hurt him. I felt disgusted by how much his blood affected me.”

Yoonji reached up and dried his tears with the cuff of her soft cardigan, “I know Jinnie, you’d never hurt anyone.” She gently caressed the side of his face to comfort him, taking in how much regret he was feeling. Jimin stood up hastily, Jin furrowed his brow in worry. “Min, what’s wrong?” The young witch began to pace, murmuring to himself, “Breathe, two, three. Out, two, three.” He repeated this four times.

Seokjin gently removed Yoonji’s lower body from their current position, and he approached his younger roommate. “Hey, Min, I know you’re worried and I-” Jimin paused, visibly collecting himself, “I- fuck. Jin, I knew him.”

The vampire visibly tensed, “You knew him. Fuck, Min, I’m sorry. I.. I didn’t mean it. I swear. It was an accident, I swear Min.” Seokjin could feel a tingling sensation on his nose, he started to feel his face heat up as well as his ears. His breaths became shorter and he was struggling to take deep breaths. Jin could feel his chest tightening, and his head got lighter. He could barely hear Yoonji and Jimin trying to calm him down. Seokjin could hear the witch searching through his jars for anything that could help him calm down.

“Jinnie,” Yoonji whispered, “Tell me five things you see.”

“What,” he mumbled.

“Tell me five things you see,” she repeated.

“Uh, Jimin’s vine plant.”

“Good, what else?”

“Your fuzzy red polka dot socks.”

“Good job Jinnie, what else, “his friend asked.

“Jimin’s sunset lamp, my black hoodie that I’ve been looking for, and Min’s overflowing bookcase,” he answered.

“Okay, tell me four things you smell,” Yoonji said.

“I..uh..smell,” he paused and took deep breaths. “I smell your Eucalyptus body wash, Min’s peach deep conditioner, Y/n’s chocoflan, and burnt candles.”

“Three things you can hear,” Yoonji continued.

“I can hear Y/n’s heartbeat on the other side of the hall, I hear the ‘Alexa’ speaker still playing in the kitchen, and I hear Jimin’s boots,” he responds.

“Two things you can feel.”

“I can feel… my black trousers, and Min’s wooden floor.”

“One thing you can taste.”

“I can taste lavender, from the calming candy Jimin gives me,” Seokjin mumbles.

Jimin comes back to Jin, lavender gummy in hand. “Hey,” the witch said, “Jinnie I’m not mad at you. Eat the gummy, once you’re calm we’ll talk.” The elder vampire nodded, chewing the gummy quickly.

Yoonji guides them back onto the loveseat, arranging him and their roommate back to their prior positions. She fixes Jimin’s legs to go across Jin’s lap, and adjusts herself across both of them. The younger vampire tucks herself under his chin, quietly humming Mrs. Kim’s lullaby.

When Seokjin wakes up again, his roommates are clinged to him. Jimin is humming a tune of his own, and Yoonji is tracing the tattoo on the witch’s arm. He closes his eyes, enjoying feeling cared for by his friends. The older vampire tries to stall talking about their predicament, but he knows Jimin is aware that he’s conscious.

“Jin,” Jimin says, “I’m not mad.” He sits up, looking straight at him. Seokjin actively avoids meeting his friend’s eyes, he refuses to see how much he’s hurt him. The witch sighs, “I’m not mad Jinnie, I was scared. Terrified.” Yoonji gestures for him to listen to what their younger roommate was saying. He nods for Jimin to continue, “Do you know how horrifying it was to see two of my friends covered in blood? I thought someone attacked you both.”

Jimin paused, taking a moment to find the right words to say. “When I saw the bite marks.. I knew that it was yours. I know that you didn’t mean to. I know that you’d never attack a human on purpose, but..,” he sighed. “But I was still angry. I know that to you, and Yoonji, he’s a stranger, but to me he’s Joonie. I meet him every Wednesday without fail. I’ve met his roommate. I’ve eaten dinner with them multiple times. His roommate, Hoseok, has commissioned work from me for personal use. I’ve been a part of his life for the last year. I’ve never told him about the magic, and spells, and all that supernatural part of my life. It was nice not having to worry about keeping myself protected from any form of hexes, peeping bugs, or befriending him without second thoughts that he was trying to learn about my family magic. I was just Jimin. When I saw him all bloodied and pale, it felt like my bubble burst.”

Their younger roommate hesitated, “I’m sorry for thinking that you would purposefully hurt anyone unprompted. I was so worried when you were growing closer to being feral.” Jimin sniffled, struggling to keep his tears in. Jin reached out to his friend. He takes a hold of Min’s smaller hand, intertwining his longer digits with his shorter ones. The gesture brings comfort to the witch, and he continues. “It’s one thing to have strangers come up to me with different afflictions, but it's another to see your loved ones in trouble. All I kept thinking about was, ‘What if Joon isn’t human?’ ‘What if Jinnie’s body doesn’t react well to the blood? What if a hunter saw you?’ I thought about a lot of ‘what if’s’. But seeing you hysterical with regret, and grief, I couldn’t stay upset at you. I’m sorry Jinnie.”

Seokjin pulls Jimin with a gentle hug, swaying just a bit as he rubs his back in comforting motions. Jin knows his younger friend is trying his hardest to keep it together. This evening hasn’t been the kindest to them, and he’ll hold no grudges towards the high emotions that ran. The elder vampire gives Jimin one final squeeze. As they’re pulling apart, without thinking, he leans in and plants a kiss on the crown of his friend's head. “It's okay Min, I understand.”

Jimin pulls the elder back into a hug, hiding his face on Jin’s chest. He can hear Min’s soft sobs, and feel the fresh tears falling on his skin. Jin pulls him in for a tighter hug, laying his head on top of his to further comfort his friend. They stayed wrapped in each other until Jimin had cried himself exhausted. The elder guided Jimin back onto the loveseat, tucking him into the corner with one of the many blankets the witch has stashed.

The elder vampires decide to take turns monitoring their roommates. Jimin and Y/n were still asleep, while Min’s friend was in the midst of the transition. Yoonji had to be the one to tell Seokjin about Joon’s condition. Jin was nothing short of horrified, not even when he was a young vampling had he accidentally released venom into a human. Animals, maybe, but it paralyzes them. He felt ashamed, completely unworthy of his family’s trust to represent them in the council. Jin knew how important it was to not only be a dutiful sire, but full consent of the transformation was something that was repeatedly brought up. Forever is a long time, no one knew that more than them.

Seokjin felt horrible taking away Namjoon’s choice. He knew he’d have to tell the man about their world; how they live, the council, who to avoid regarding blood, the sensitivity to everything around them. It would be overwhelming to the new fledgling, but he was determined to be the best sire he could be.

It’s around the early AM’s when the vampires decide they want to rest. Namjoon’s breathing had evened out, and he was no longer struggling, they felt they could step away to drink some O positive coffee. Yoonji had convinced Jin to change into his most comfortable clothes, dark joggers and the black hoodie in Min’s workroom. They worked together to get a small breakfast going. Jin made their coffees, while Yoonji made them toast; Jin’s with nutella and strawberries, Yoonji’s with butter and mixed berry jam. They make extra coffee in case Jimin wakes up soon, or gods forbid, Y/n wakes up.

The older roommates stood by their kitchen island, enjoying the quiet in their home. Seokjin took a long sip of his cup, “Did Jimin say how long it would be until his friend finished the transition?” Yoonji nodded as she chewed a large bite of toast, “He said it would take 48 hours, give or take.”

“That soon,” Seokjin murmured, “It usually takes a few days.”

“True, but Jimin said that since not only are you old as shit-”

“Hey!”

Yoonji chuckled, “You’re also an aristocratic born vampire, according to him that all factors into the potency of the venom.” Seokjin grimaced, “Who knew my amazing pedigree would be my downfall.” His best friend giggled a bit at that one, “Right, here I thought your lack of filter would be the one to take you out.” Jin guffawed at his younger friend, but joined in with her laughter.

In the midst of their carefree moment, they hear the clanking of bottles in Jimin’s workroom. Seokjin gestures for Yoonji to stay in the kitchen. If the new fledgling has finished his transformation he has to ensure his home, and the people in it are safe. The elder vampire carefully made his way into the hallway; he can hear three heart beats, and that instantly lowers his defenses. Jin knocks lightly on the door, opening it slightly, “Min, are you up?”

Seokjin was able to hear the rustling of a blanket being folded, and pillows being arranged. He hears Jimin’s steps being muffled by his piggy slippers, slightly sliding once he’s walking on the hardwood floor. The smell of Dragons Blood incense, and something muskier bleed out from the cracks. Jimin hurriedly squeezed himself out, carefully closing the door to his room. “Sorry, sorry, I had to clean up.” Min gestures for Jin to follow him towards the kitchen, waving at Yoonji as he walks in with Seokjin. She visibly released a sigh she was holding in, relieved it was their younger roommate making a ruckus so early in the morning.

The roommates finished the rest of their breakfast in silence. No one wanted to pop their little bubble of normalcy. They share their small spread, Jin refilling their drinks. For a moment he can pretend that he doesn’t have a fledgling in the other room. He can pretend that Y/n is sleeping in from how often she turns off her work alarms. They can pretend it’s a slow morning, but reality is never that forgiving. Yoonji is the first one to slightly perk up, she tells them she heard Y/n’s alarm go off and be turned off. Seokjin heard the muffled ‘fuck’ from their roommate’s room, he could also hear the slamming of drawers and the creaks of the closet door hinges. The three of them sat still as Y/n walked out of her room, carefully closing her door and entering the hallway bathroom.

Yoonji waited until they heard the shower start to say anything. “Min, I thought you said she would be passed out for the next day,” she hissed. Jimin looked at his roommates with just as much confusion, “She should’ve been knocked out until tomorrow, at the least. I already texted her boss that she had been sick all night. What are we going to do?”

The elder vampire vampire was scared shitless, to say the least. “What spell did you use,” Yoonji asked. Jimin furrowed his eyebrows, “It was the spell I use on Jungkook when he’s having one of his energy bursts. He’s a werewolf so it only lasts so long on him. Y/n is human, she should’ve stayed asleep for days.” Yoonji visibly grew tense, “She must be one of us. Maybe she has a charm or some form of glamor. I mean you used a spell for a fucking werewolf, she should’ve been sleeping like the dead.”

“That’s impossible,” Jimin answered. “I have powerful spells that remove any form of glamor; spells, potions, or charms. Y/n wouldn’t have been able to take a step across our doorstep if she had done any of that.”

As his roommates were trying to solve their current conundrum, Seokjin tried to go through the list of their kind that could have possibly bypassed the witch’s protection barriers. Every humanoid he thought of could easily be detected by Jimin’s spells, even the weakest of witches. “Have there been any humans that are probably immune to that form of magic,” the vampire asked.

“I’ve personally never seen it, maybe my granny or mom have, but they’ve never told me about it,” Jimin answered.

Seokjin thought back to his mother telling him stories about different creatures and humanoids. The only other of their kind that it could possibly be was a magic sensitive, but as far as his mother told him no one in their world considered them supernatural. “What about a magic sensitive?”

“Huh,” his roommates exclaimed.

“A magic sensitive, “Jin repeated, “It makes sense. Think about it, she’s easily bonded to Kookie, Y/n hasn’t had any form of reaction to Tae, and we all know how hard that is for humans.” Both his roommates nodded in agreement. “She’s mentioned seeing sprites around Jimin’s greenhouse, but he was able to make her think they looked like flies.”

“I remember that,” Jimin says, “I had to say they were fruit flies from my compost.”

Yoonji crosses her arms in thought, “Y/n is always able to find anything I lose, comes in handy when I essentially lose my house keys on the regular.”

“I think she has premonitions,” the witch adds. “She’s talked to me about some heavy deja-vu she’s had since moving here.”

Seokjin took in all the information, “Then she’s a magic sensitive. That’s the only logical explanation. She doesn’t have any form of power like Jimin does, and if she was some form of creature she wouldn’t be able to walk into our home unscathed.”

“What should we do,” the female vampire wondered aloud. Their normalcy was falling apart, and there was no way to stop it.

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flowerprincesscherryblossom · 1 year ago

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pairing: Min Yoonji x Kim Namjoo x Female Reader word count: 1313 warnings: angst, fem!myg, fem!knj, polyamory, sexting, explicit language, dirty talk, mommy kink, brat reader AO3 A/N: Hope you like it and that you have a wonderful day wherever you are💜

What does one get when combining two girlfriends who spend the large majority of the day at work, so much so that sometimes you go weeks without seeing them, with a girl who spends the large majority of her time at home and gets bored easily? You get a needy you.

Sure, it wasn't a first-world problem, and you were probably making it a bigger deal than it actually was, but you couldn't help feel the way you did.

In the beginning, when you first heard that both Yoonji and Namjoo had gotten the job of their dreams you had extremely excited, giving both girls long hugs and insisting that a celebration was a must. In the beginning, they would invite you into their studios for the simple reason of wanting to spend time with you, sometimes while in the studios you would even sit on their laps. In the beginning, the older women would try their damnedest to be with you, no matter how tired or overworked they were, and you were more than happy to take care of them.

But it wasn't like that anymore.

Now, they barely made an effort to see you, much less talk to you. Now, whenever you were at their studio Yoonji and Namjoo didn't acknowledge your presence. One time you had even left without warning after hours of sitting on the couch in the studio, bored out of your mind and annoyed that they had invited you only to act as if you weren't even there.

The worst part about that day was that they hadn't even checked in on you until hours later, and it was only to know if you had had dinner and were already in bed.

You also didn't want to be that person who made everything about sex, but your relationship has been like that for a couple of months now and it was leaving you incredibly frustrated.

At first, whenever you felt horny you simply took care of it yourself, not wanting to disturb the girls, but slowly you stopped doing, there was only so much usage you could get out of your hands and toys before you started to miss the human touch you so desperately needed.

At one point you even felt jealous because you started speculating that Namjoo and Yoonji actually did fuck each other when they needed a break from the frustration of producing all day, something that made sense to you since they had been together for a couple of years before you had joined them and worked together, but that didn't stop the feeling of hurt that attached itself to you.

You missed everything about them, from their kisses to the way their skin felt against your fingertips.

You took all of this but yesterday had been your breaking point, you had tried again and again for them to at the very least talk to you but nothing had worked, so you had come up with a plan that would hopefully work in your favor.

As soon as you had woken up you got out of bed and strolled around the apartment, wanting to confirm that neither of your girlfriends were around.

Afterward, you went back to the bedroom, put on a white babydoll, their favorite on you, Namjoo would sometimes even say that it was because it gave you an air of innocence, and then you grabbed your phone and lay on the bed, doing various tantalizing poses.

You waited until you were eating breakfast - read brunch - to finally sent everything through the group chat the three of you shared, choosing the best pictures, the final one being a close-up of your clothed pussy with your hand inside your panties, giving the impression that you were fingering yourself before recording yourself where you gave your best pornstar moans.

Afterward, you resumed eating, a smug smile appearing on your face with every notification ping that came out of your phone.

Once you were finished you finally decided to check your messages and the grin on your face couldn't have been wider.

After letting a couple more minutes pass you finally decided to answer them.

Namjoo's dominating voice could be heard through the words, making you feel the familiar sting between your thighs just from reading them. You took a few minutes to recompose yourself before answering, the replies coming not long after.

At the mention of work, you felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on you, but you weren't ready to throw in the towel just yet. You still had a trick up your sleeve, a somewhat old picture that you never to them.

You almost let your phone fall out of your hands at the disappointment you felt. You knew that your girlfriends had worked hard to be where they were now but after being pushed to the side over and over again for the last couple of months, your anger and frustration spoke louder than any reasonable thought you had.

You tapped on the voice message, already knowing what to expect from Namjoo. "Listen closely little one, either you stop this shit right now or I'll make sure to spank your ass so much and so hard that you won't be able to graze it on a chair, much less sit on it. Am I clear?" You simply rolled your eyes, knowing the words were nothing but empty promises.

It was a loaded question you asked, you knew that which is why you had taken a deep breath before asking it, but as the anger you felt inside was replaced with sorrow, the tears streaming freely down on your face, you couldn't stop yourself, you wanted to know if their feelings for you had changed but they were too stubborn to admit it.

The whole polyamory thing had been entirely new to all three of you, all previous relationships had been monogamous, but after meeting them you had fallen for them very quickly, a sentiment that had been reciprocated, so, not long after, all three of you had decided unanimously to take a plunge and see where this new type of relationship would lead.

The beginning had been amazing but it wasn't like that anymore.

Yoonji and Namjoo have known each other and have been dating for far longer than either of them have been with you, that's why, in your mind, if the relationship was to fall apart, you'd be the one to leave, a thought that had been slowly growing in the back of mind that started taking over every cell in your brain once it started to feel like they were pushing you away.

You had been wallowing in misery for quite some time that you didn't have the strength to reply to any of their messages, simply staring at the screen as message bubble after message bubble kept coming.

As you read through Namjoo's words more tears streamed down on your face, almost as if it were spring water. You cried so much that you started to feel a continuous pain in your head, leaving you with barely any energy to do anything else other than wanting to sleep for as long as possible until it disappeared.

You sent a final message to them, not wanting to worry your girlfriends with more of this conversation, one that left everyone hurt in the end.

You ignored Yoonji's message and turned off your phone, leaving it in the kitchen as you moved towards the bedroom the three of you shared.

You threw yourself on top of the sheets, not bothering to get under them, you just wanted to forget this day had even happened in the first place.

As the drowsiness started taking over your bones, your last thought turned towards Namjoo and Yoonji, making you wish even more that they were with you.

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‹ previous | next › ↳ SYNOPSIS › You never intended for any of this to happen! Thriving from the attention your step-daughter's boyfriend, you never meant for anything to go past the innocent flirting and soft-spoken comments. Jungkook, however, didn't think anything of it when he first met you but the more he got to know you, the more he knew he was falling. He knows this is wrong. You two shouldn't be sneaking around like this but once he finally gets a taste of what he truly desires, there was no turning back. › masterlist ‹

1 › SUGAR BUDDY » RATING › 18+ [M I N O R S D O N O T I N T E R A C T] » GENRE(S) › smut, angst » AU › infidelity, (sort of) college, daughter's bf » PAIRING(S) › jeon jungkook x f!reader » SIDE PAIRING(S) › jeon jungkook x min yoonji, reader x (no name)male!oc » TYPE › SERIES | 5 chapter(s) » WORD(S) › 6.6k+ » CH. SYNOPSIS › You fall into bed with Jungkook. A mistake you will ultimately regret. » SMUT WARNING(S) › sub!jungkook, domme!reader, noona!reader, college!jk (doesn't matter tbh), cheating [on both sides cause 🤷🏽], reader has nipple piercings cause 🤷🏽, dub-con, premature ejaculation, somnophilia, possessive behavior, pussy fingering, dirty talk, sexual coercion, orgasm denial, male masturbation, unprotected s*x, reader has a tattoo, & fingering [I believe that's everything]. » ORIGINAL POST DATE › 06/30/2019 » RE-POSTED DATE › 11/05/23 » A/N › Thank you @/saradika for the divider(s)! Pictures are from Pinterest!

It was a mistake for Jungkook to fall into this rabbit hole.

The gentle smiles, the sincerity of your constant worrying, and the fact that you were someone he shouldn’t have found himself falling for.

Even your little ticks became engraved in his mind. It was a way for him to pinpoint how you were feeling in the moment. The way you’d pick at your arm when you were anxious to the way your giggles grew into fits of laughter the funnier you thought something was.

Over time his infatuation grew deeper and stronger and with that came the depravity. The desperation to be near you became almost unbearable.

To touch you.

To feel you.

He could go on and on but the truth is he has become obsessed with everything you did and the sad part?

You’re not even his. He’s ‘dating’ your step-daughter. He doesn't care about her. To him, she was disposable. The only really he's still here is because she's the only way to get to you. And you?

You have a… husband. A shitty one but you have one, nonetheless. He didn’t matter. The guy was a disposable piece of shit who did not deserve you.

Like his daughter.

Jungkook knew from the moment she introduced him to you that your husband does not deserve your kind soul. Your husband doesn’t deserve your love.

To fuck you.

Make love to you.

He doesn’t fucking deserve you.

From the outside looking in, your husband doesn't seem to be treating you right and based on what he has heard from Yoonji. And if he’s being honest, Jungkook thinks he’s cheating too BUT that’s a discussion for another time. He notices the way you cringe away from that… filth .

Did his touch feel tainted to you as well? Did it feel foreign? Or do you hate it as much as he hates him touching you?

Before meeting you, Jungkook had no idea what people meant when they said they were fated to meet someone.

You weren’t the woman of his dreams or anything but there was the certain pull he had toward you. Your kindness, your unfiltered loving nature.

Jungkook doesn’t want you to give that love away.

You shouldn’t because that should belong to him. Right?

If your husband knew the true reason why he was hanging around so much there would be so many issues.

Good thing he doesn’t.

He tried to fight his ever growing feelings but it all came to a head the moment he stopped fighting his feelings. He saw you in a distinctive light because you were no longer just Yoonji’s stepmother. You were you. A woman he knew he would do anything and everything for.

It’s another reason why he’s in your room kneeling by your marital bed without a care in the world.

If anyone were to see him here in this moment, they would swear he had floating hearts swarming around his head as he gaze lovingly at your exhausted figure.

Jungkook caresses the side of your face with the back of his hand and trails his fingers toward your dainty lips (which are currently in a pout).

He goes soft in the way you subconsciously snuggle into his hand.

He grins fondly.

He wants nothing more but to kiss you breathless. Show you how much better he is than that man.

But alas…

All he can do is admire.

Admire how beautiful you look dreaming away and currently unaware of how he’s eagerly admiring everything that is you in front of him. Your body, your face- nothing goes unnoticed.

It’s when he yanks the cover down, he groans. Almost a little too loud.

Your body shudders from the sudden chill that runs through your body as you instinctively turn from laying on your side to your stomach.

It’s then the clothes you're wearing catch his attention.

It’s not your usual sleepwear (he knows because he’s seen you walking around in clothes that are much tighter and scandalous )but Jungkook can appreciate it all the same.

Ironically, you have a sleeping panda on your shirt with the words ‘ don’t bother me ’ stitched above it. A tiny crop top shirt you made into an off-the-shoulder shirt.

The new position also gives him a very nice view of your ass. The gray booty shorts are riding up your ass because you move so much in your sleep.

It also gives him a view of the pretty lotus flower on the back of your thigh that he’s come to love. The words ‘Always a lover, Never a fighter ’ are in cursive underneath it.

He was amazed when you told him how and why you got it. The contrast of colors looks so pretty on your skin.

He runs his finger over it only to see your leg jerk in response. You’re so damn sensitive and loves it though, he knows he has to be careful.

The last thing he wants is to wake you up. At least, not yet.

The more he watches you, the more his mouth waters.

He wants to taste you but that would have to wait until your husband isn’t present.

He probably wouldn’t be allowed in the house ever again if the two of you were caught and that’s something he doesn’t want to happen.

Right now?

Patience is a virtue.

Jungkook settles for your step-daughter for now. Despite the differences, he knows that if he holds out long enough, he will have his chance. He’ll make sure of it.

It doesn’t help that when he’s fucking her, he’s thinking of you.

Your beautiful body. She doesn’t have breasts like yours. Your full lips. Your incredibly long, worshipable legs. Everything about you is to be worshiped like the Queen… the Goddess you are.

He could go on and on about how he would take you apart piece by piece. He would make you feel and love him. He would make you want him.

It will all happen in due time.

For now, he’ll sit and wait for his chance to unravel everything.

Just then Jungkook the moment the bed creaks under your husband's weight.

One opportunity occurs when your husband heads downstairs to get water.

He knows he should be in the guest room where you and Yoonji left him and he knows there’s no excuse for him to be in here but he couldn’t miss the chance to be next to you.

He gently moves you so you’re laid on your side and facing him. He climbs into your side of the bed, coming face to face as your breath tickles his neck.

Looking at your face, you deserve so much better. You deserve him.

…And he’s prepared to give you all of him. He wants you to know that he’s right here and he’s not going anywhere. He would never do that to you.

He shifts your leg over his hip and buries his face into your chest as his heart races at the thought of getting caught. Inhaling your natural scent mixed with the perfume you’re wearing, burning it into his memory.

As soon as he hears your husband is back, he shrinks into himself so he doesn’t get caught. Vibrating with the excitement of you being so close, he tries his best to hold still.

All he wants to do, however, is kiss you breathless. Caress your body like it deserves to be worshiped.

Your body is so. fucking. warm. He can still lay with you like this all the time, watching you rest peacefully in his arms is a treat in itself.

You look so stunning under the moonlight, he could have kissed you right then and there if every time he moved the bed didn’t squeak.

He goes to kiss the top of your breast as the door creaks from your husband trying to quietly shut the door (albeit poorly).

Jungkook hopes he rolls over, falls back asleep and ignores the very visible lump next to his wife but instead, he feels a hand (that clearly isn’t yours or his) jerk you so your back is laid against your husband's chest.

He even had the audacity to wrap his arm around your waist.

‘Fucking Dumb Ass��’ Jungkook grunts, hand twitching to peel his slimy hands off of you. Your hu- no, that filth doesn’t deserve to hold you.

He doesn’t know if your husband has fallen asleep or not but he’s missing your warmth.

Maybe if he knocks him out, it’ll get him to leave the two of you alone.

(Just a thought). Jungkook shakes his head though the thought still lingers.

Trust, if he could do it and get away with it, he would.

He doesn’t want to rouse the man so he waits in hopes to hear his snoring soon.

Growing impatient the more he has to wait because this could be his only chance to get to touch you like he wants to. And… this ass hole is ruining it.

It’s like he knows.

Maybe he does.

After waiting for damn near fifteen minutes, Jungkook takes another ten minutes to ensure dumb ass is asleep.

He tears you away from your husband, wanting to push him completely off the bed but that would, more than likely, startle him awake.

Instead, he replaces your husband’s arm with his own though he realizes he can’t move as much as he would like. As long as he can move his hand and arm, he’s fine.

He starts to reach inside your shorts only to realize you're not wearing underwear.

He entertains the thought of you knowing he was coming to bed with you and that you were readying yourself for him.

Because you want him too… right?

He starts rubbing circles into your clit, hearing you gasp at the slight coldness of his touch. Your hips buck into his as if you know. Even so, he knows you don't realize it's him touching you.

For all you know, your body thinks it’s your husband.

Oh, what he would give to be able to fuck you silly.

“Why couldn’t I have found you before you married him?” He ponders the ‘what if’, bypassing the fact that you were older than him.

It didn’t matter though. He would still love you all the same.

“I want you so bad I can taste it…” He picks up his pace, listening to you pant out moan after moan.

You're clueless, unknowing of the boy who’s currently taking advantage of you.

“So fucking hot…” He gently presses his lips to yours to test and see if you'll respond.

His body shivers at how soft they were against him.

He yanks the right side of your shirt down to expose your breast before gently taking your nipple into his mouth.

You let out a faded whimper. Your mind thinks it’s your husband but in reality…

“So sweet, Noona.”

You blink awake, trying to figure out what's going on. It takes you a minute to realize it.

As you try to wake up, your mind is in a state of disarray.

You don’t realize who you’re looking at until you take in his wide eyes and boyish grin. Something is amiss.

You flinch but he’s quick to shush you with a kiss. The metal in his lip is cold against yours and for a second you fight with the idea of fighting him off of you.

Remember he’s stronger than you are.

And the fact that you’re sure you would wake him up if you keep moving so much.

“What the hell are you doing?!” You grit through your teeth but he’s quick to place his hand over your mouth.

“I’m not gonna hurt you.”

“Wha-”

“I promise I won’t. Please don’t be scared, Noona.”

He’s hesitant to lean into you but when you stop fighting, he starts to nuzzle his nose against your jaw.

“I just want to lay with you.”

He can sense the panic written all over your face and the fact that your husband is behind you, doesn’t help either.

“W-Why?” You ask, head tilting as you’re completely bewildered at this.

You don’t remember him ever showing you interest and even if he did. He’s dating Yoonji and you’re fucking married.

“Jun-”

“It’s you.” You wither at his answer, unsure of what he means.

“Why?” You speak so softly, you’re unsure if Jungkook heard you.

Jungkook, on the other hand, shakes his head and you know he’s not going to tell you what you want to know.

At least, not right now. (Even if he’s elated at the turn of events) because to have a taste of you would be the sweetest treat anyone can grant him.

He leans closer to peck you on the lips again before smiling wider.

“We can save that talk for another time though. You were close to cumming, no?”

“We shouldn’t.”

“Why? I wanna make you feel good. Please let me! I know he’s not taking care of you.” Your breath hitches the moment you feel his lips against your pulse point, a chill running straight through your spine.

“Fuck-” You gasp, feeling his hand move over your stomach and down to the band of your shorts. He smiles at your resistance but he knows you won’t last much longer. “Jungkook… Wait.”

“Please don’t make me. I want you so fucking bad.”

“But what about-”

Jungkook moves away from you as if your words scorched the air around you. It’s only when you bring your hand to touch his cheek that you feel his jaw clench and unclench.

“He doesn’t matter. I can make you feel so much better.”

“Jungkook. You have to realize how ridiculous this is? You’re dating my daughter.”

“And?”

“What-”

As you glare into his eyes, you realize you should have seen this coming.

The little touches when your husband wasn’t looking.

How he’d hold you by your waist when you were alone (which was rare).

The kiss your cheek (something you’re sure someone wouldn’t do unless they felt something for said person).

The little remarks he made about how he would treat you if you were his. How he would love you, please you.

You chose to ignore all of this, thinking it was an innocent crush. He wouldn’t dare do anything.

Oh, how wrong you were.

You weren’t going to lie, Jungkook was a handsome young man but that’s what he was. A young man. You felt wrong. As if you were taking advantage of him but that’s not the case. Right?

“He doesn’t touch you like this anymore. Does he?”

You clasp your lips together to contain the whine threatening to release, knowing you can’t move around too much if you don’t want to alert your husband to what's going on.

Eyes closed, you take a deep breath.

Not wanting to think about much of anything as he toys with you by playing with the hem of your shorts.

He wants to dip his fingers inside. Your pussy was so warm as he felt you getting wetter the more he played with your clit.

He can’t wait to fill you the way you deserve, your pretty walls stretching around his cock like it should.

He hums, pulling your leg over his hip again. He’s loving this.

Your eyes well up with unshed tears and your irritation running rampant because what the fuck? Why were you on the verge of crying?

You don’t have to cheat but God, your body is screaming for you to let him take care of you like he wants to.

“You cry, Noona. I just wanna take care of you,” He mutters, placing his hand on your cheek to wipe the strays away. “I want to take care of you. I want you.” He bites his bottom lip before pulling you closer by your chin. “I know you want me too.”

“Jungkook…”

“Please?”

Fuck! Why did he look so damn fine begging for it?

You take a soft breath to calm your nerves as the weight of his words hit you. It makes you feel sick to your stomach.

“Jungkook. We can’t. You know we can’t… What about Yoonji?”

“Yoonji…” Jungkook scoffs the moment you frown, heart slamming against your chest as you want to know what the hell is going through his brain. You want to know what he’s thinking and why he’s being so damn bold all of a sudden.

When you search his face for a crack in his facade, you don’t find one.

“What about her?”

“She’s your girlfriend. You should be with her. N-”

“I can’t even think about being with her when you exist.”

He presses his lips to yours again as your brain is processing what's currently happening.

More like short circuiting.

The sensation of melting in his arms makes you pliant as he moves his lips against yours. It's hard to pinpoint your feelings.

The sensation of melting in his arms makes you pliant as he moves his lips against yours. It's hard to pinpoint your feelings

Your only awareness is the sensation of his lips against yours. You know you shouldn't kiss him back.

You should technically shove him off the bed but...

They feel so good against your own. He feels good. That you can't even deny your body the love it deserves.

A small spark grows the more you indulge in this fantasy.

While you know it's definitely not right, the fact that he’s expressed how much he wants you makes you feel something you shouldn’t.

“Jungkook…”

“Don’t fight it.”

He gazes into your eyes, enchanted with the way you hold back the whine within your throat.

He wants to satisfy you but also obey your every word.

He was willing to wait for the right time, wanting to make your first time with him special.

A simple date or two.

Getting you alone in his place or here in your home.

Telling you everything you want to hear and more and getting you to dump your loser husband.

The more he saw you with him, the more he grew impatient.

“You make this so hard for me,” He whispers against your lips, brushing away your tears before grasping your hand and bringing it down to his hardening cock. It’s straining against his sweats, begging to be let free. “In more ways than one.”

“J-”

“You do this to me, Noona. I can’t even fuck her without thinking about being buried in you. It's hard not to scream your name while I’m cumming in her.”

He ruts against your hand but you haven’t moved away either and you don’t even know why.

And why were you getting so turned on by this?

You’re supposed to be the adult here.

You’re supposed to be the one to push him away, tell him no.

Tell him how wrong this is. How fucked up it would be if either Yoonji or your husband found out.

B U T…

The thought of being touched by him and touching him was slowly clouding your judgment.

It’s not as if you didn’t find him attractive. The moment he walked through the front door you found yourself eyeing him but you didn’t think he saw you.

And at the end of the day, he was Yoonji’s boyfriend and you weren’t about to break up someone else's relationship.

Even if you wanted a good fuck.

You don’t even remember the last time you came while fucking your husband. He was losing his touch and well, you’ve been craving scratch that itch and you knew Jungkook was willing to give your body what it needed.

When Jungkook's hand travels underneath your shirt, his fingers caress your underbust and your brain completely malfunctions.

Your husband and Yoonji are long gone as he takes your bottom lip between his teeth to nip at it.

“I can make you feel so good, Noona. I’ll be your good boy.” He whispers his promises against your lips before pressing his lips against yours again. “I can make you cum so good.”

Maybe it was the fact that you haven’t felt wanted in a while, especially by your husband in a very long time that made you want to give it.

Or maybe it was the fact that you had this man in your bed claiming you were the one for him and that he didn’t need anyone else.

You don’t know what it was that had you giving into his advances, you only knew that your resolve was breaking.

And the crazy part?

You should feel… something? Right?

Anger. Remorse. Guilt at the fact you would be blatantly cheating on your husband while you’re lying in bed with him but right now, you feel nothing.

And you don’t know if you would ever feel anything about it.

Once you’re actively thinking about it you realize that maybe you have fallen out of love. But were you even in love in the first place?

Your husband barely looks at you anymore.

You’ve tried everything you could think of to get that spark back but nothing has worked.

You came to the conclusion that he wasn’t physically attracted to you anymore but understanding that fact hurts more than you let on.

“Please let me touch you more, Noona?” It comes off as a question, pleading with you to give in. And you do, nodding as he’s quick to grab your waist to pull you on top of him. He caresses your bare thighs, his eyes twinkling at the sight of you straddling his hips.

He’s dreamed of this moment and to have it come true, his heart is about to burst from the excitement.

He reaches up to pull you in for another kiss but you stop him with a finger to his lips.

He groans.

A little too loud for your liking but you know you have to be cautious.

You don’t want to wake the grinch.

Though you can’t believe you’re even doing this but you allow yourself to forget. Even if it’s just for a moment.

You forget the fact that this is your step-daughter’s boyfriend and the fact that they’ve been together for almost a year.

You forget that you have a husband and that he’s currently present in your bed until-

“Honey?”

“Y-Yeah? Yes, baby…?” Choking out a response, you get Jungkook to get out of the bed as you watch him blindly reach for you. You’re quicker to reach behind you to grab his hand, hoping he doesn’t wake in his quest to find you.

“Why’re you awake?”

“Bathroom.” You chuckle, not to give away how nervous you are but he doesn’t seem to notice. He hums, pulling you to turn you around to face him so he can nuzzle his face into your breast.

“Go to sleep.”

“You too.” You clear your throat, feeling the bed dip knowing Jungkook is crawling back into it after you told him not to. You can hear your husband soft snoring, knowing he’s settling into his new position.

(You were always amazed at how he was able to fall straight asleep).

You peel your body away from him to replace it with a pillow and wait, hoping to God he doesn’t reach over to figure out what the hell the two of you are getting up to.

With a sigh of relief, he doesn't.

You can breathe once he stops moving, taking the moment to shoo Jungkook out of the room. Only he doesn’t move.

“You need to go back to the guest room.” You push him toward the door but he still doesn’t budge, holding on to you tighter to prove his point.

“I’m not leaving without you.”

You sigh in frustration, knowing he is telling the truth. Nothing will stop him from having you, he's so close.

“Jungkook.”

He matches your energy and calling your name the same way but you’re unamused and irritated.

“Go!”

“No!”

You hadn't realized he switched spots, backing you into the bedroom door and squatting to pick you up. He wraps your legs around his waist and squishes you against the door with a loud thud.

You chastise him, harshly whispering for him to put you down but he doesn’t listen.

Instead, he’s quick to open the do and carry you kicking and screaming out of the room.

Not literally, of course. Although you realize that you've played right into his hands.

You can feel the tension between the two of you as you bury your face into his neck.

He knows you need some type of relief from the teasing he subjected you to earlier and he’s going to give it to you. His patience has run thin and so has yours.

Besides, you could do without your husband's mediocre performance.

“Jungkook…” You glance down but a heavy noise startles the both of you out of your reverie. He looks to see the light shining from Yoonji’s door.

Of course, she would be awake. It’s like they’re doing everything in their power to make sure he doesn’t get his way.

“Ju-” He cuts you off with a kiss, pushing you to hide in the bathroom as he tells you once he closes the door to make your way to the guest room. As you nod, you wonder if it really is worth the trouble but you are sopping wet and you need relief.

Even if it's self-help.

Jungkook is growing impatient as he watches Yoonji from the door. He watches her move about in her room, making a mental note to give her something to help her sleep next time. He cracks the door enough for him to hear you walk by before getting to work to get her to go to bed.

You know you shouldn’t be listening but you can hear the desperation in her voice when she whines for him to stay.

She even begs him to kiss her and for a second, you feel awful for what you’re literally about to do.

You stop in your tracks, pausing at the guest bedroom as you contemplate going back to your bedroom and just masturbating. Sighing your resolve, you turn to head back only to run right into Jungkook.

“Are you okay?” It literally took him close to ten minutes to get her to stop complaining. What happened within that time frame? “What’s wrong, baby?”

“Um-”

“What?” Jungkook panics, frantically reaching for your wrist to grasp. “Stay. Please stay, Noona. C’mon”

He’s quick to pull you toward the guest room and shut the door, spin around to pick you up before laying you down on the bed.

His hands caress everywhere he can as he worships your body. Particularly your thighs. He wouldn’t mind his head being crushed by them while he’s eating you out.

And your legs…

God, what he wouldn’t do to keep them wrapped tight along his waist.

“You can’t leave. We were just getting started. Can I?”

Despite your protests, he’s already yanked your shorts down your legs and started climbing between them with a groan.

He can’t wait to taste you but that will have to wait for another time.

You on your back and spread out like a full-course meal, his brain turns to mush instantly.

“Noona…” He mewls the instant he sinks into your warmth, nails digging into the bed as your walls tighten around his cock. God, why are you so damn tight? “So sweet. So perfect for me,” He whines.

Moments after he bottoms out, you moan, biting against your knuckle to remain silent. The last thing you need is for them to figure out where you are, what you’re doing, and who you’re doing it with.

Jungkook, however, holds onto you for dear life as he can feel you squeeze his cock, knowing if he moves…

He’s going to cum and he doesn’t want to do that. Not yet.

He wonders if you can feel the difference between him and your husband. Is he bigger? Thicker? Longer? He wants to know but he doesn’t want to seem insecure. (In which, he’s not. He just wants the validation).

“Fuck me...”

Instantly, Jungkook begins to curse when you run your fingers through his hair as he meets your gaze.

You can see the lust coursing through his eyes, knowing that this gaze was for you.

He wanted you. And right here at this moment, he has you.

“If I had known you’d feel this amazing I would have fucked you sooner. So fucking hot.”

“Yeah? You wanna move, baby boy? We don’t have much time.” Jungkook groans at the nickname as you glance toward the door worried one of them might waltz right in.

You don’t feel like explaining why you’re tangled up with him and you definitely don't feel like getting yourself off.

Call it selfish.

You don’t care because right now you’re focused on the now and that’s cumming your brains out.

“L-Let me savor this,” he complains but you know you don't have the time.

As he grasps the sheets around your head to ground himself, you roll your hips back into his. He wasn’t ready for you to take charge though he can’t deny that he likes it. In the end, he subconsciously goes with the rhythm.

“You can do that another time. C’mon.” You shove against his chest as Jungkook’s heart leaps against his chest at the thought of there being a next time. “Make me feel good, baby.”

“O-Okay.”

Jungkook starts off slow, watching as his cock enters in and then out. His brain breaks into a frenzy as after a few minutes, his soft thrusts turn into harsh pounding. It’s almost unnatural with how his hips move.

“Slow down, baby…”

Jungkook whines his distaste. However, from the way your nose is scrunched, he knows you’re not feeling as good as he knows he can make you feel.

You look as if you were in more pain than pleasure.

And we can’t have that, now can we?

He reaches down to stroke your clit, seeing you squirm in his hold. The way you moan his name is one of the sexiest things he’s heard.

Not even Yoonji can compare.

He wonders if you’ll let him record them for later.

“D-Does it feel good, now?” He’s apologetic but nervous to ask because well, he doesn’t want to disappoint on his first time.

“Angle your hips.”

He does as he’s told, holding onto your waist as he rocks harder. Going deeper than before. It makes you gasp, covering your mouth with your hands when he hits that spot that makes your toes curl.

A soft mewl releases as he starts to fuck you good.

“You’re so big.”

Jungkook’s hips stutter at the praise and only takes you seconds to realize the power your praises hold over him.

You bite your lip as you hold his gaze, finger underneath his chin.

For the life of him, he doesn’t know when the power dynamic changed but he’s so turned on, he doesn’t care.

He fucking loves it.

It’s so different from the sex that he has with Yoonji but it doesn’t change how he feels. If anything, it enhances it.

“Noona…” He tries to bury his face into your neck as you grip him by his hair to yank him back. “Fuck!”

“You like that?” You ask, pussy squeezing his cock as his eyes roll to the back of his head. “Hm?”

“Y-Yes!”

“Shhh.” You smirk at his desperation. “Quiet now. You don’t want to get caught, do you?”

“N-No. Oh, f-”

You stick your fingers in his mouth to feel him sucking on them, listening to him whimper in pleasure.

As much as you want to continue, you know if you go too long your husband will get suspicious and there’s no doubt Yoonji will be looking for him once she wakes again.

Plus if anyone were to walk by, they would think Jungkook was masturbating or something. They wouldn’t know that it was with you but wouldn’t that would be the surprise of the century.

“So good, baby. Fucking good…” He whines, pressing his lips to your neck as he continues to fuck you harder.

“Yeah?”

“Y-Yes. I want you all the time, Noona.”

“Mmm, that sounds like a treat.” You moan, head falling back as you rock your hips up for him to go deeper. “That’s it, baby.” You chuckle, your walls giving him a soft squeeze. He whines at the feeling, begging you to let him cum as he grips the sheets next to your head. His eyes closed, panting in an almost feverishly feral way. “Tell me… How long have you been wanting me?”

“Since she first introduced me to you. Your husband doesn’t deserve you, Noona.”

Jungkook's hips grow sloppier as time goes on and with the way you’re pushing back, he knows he won’t be able to hold on much longer.

“I-I’m gonna cum,” He gasps, massaging your belly. He wants to knock you up so bad but… He knows he can’t, not until your stupid husband is out of the picture but just thinking about you walking around, pregnant with his child. Turns him on…

so.

fucking.

Much.

“You’re so good for Noona, baby. You’re doing so well. Feels so good.” You grip Jungkook’s chin to stare him right in the eyes. “Cum for me, baby.”

It’s the lust filled fire that takes over your eyes, the way your pussy grips his cock and the way whisper some of the dirtiest shit he’s ever heard into his ear with that low, seductive voice of yours.

To be honest, you don't even have to try.

You don’t know what you do to him.

“Fuck!” Jungkook stops before he can, “No. No… Wait…”

Jungkook’s firm in his answer, hooking his arms underneath your legs to bend them back further. He leans over your body, leaving you face to face as he grinds into you.

You softly gasp, feeling him go deeper than he was before.

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as Jungkook groans when your nails drag down his back.

No doubt leaving red streaks in its wake.

“Mark me, Noona.” Jungkook whines, “Let everyone know I’m yours.”

He’s panting against your neck as he tries to hold on for much longer once you start to squeeze his dick harder.

“I wanna make you cum first.”

“You think you deserve to make me cum?” You’re even sassier than before and he fucking loves it.

“I do. P-Please let me! I can show you, Noona.”

In a fit of giggles, you stroke your thumb against his lips and in return, he sucks it into his mouth. The sensation is incredibly hot and Jungkook can feel his cock throb at the feeling.

“Ride me.” He says, blushing at the thought of watching in a very intimate state. “I-I can make you cum faster.”

You push Jungkook onto his back, allowing him to pull you into his lap.

To him, the view is unimaginable. The way you breast hangs out of your top to the way your pussy sucks him right in as you lower yourself onto it. You toss your head back with a groan, hands stationed on his chest as his hands travel from your thighs to your ass.

“You’re so fucking perfect.”

“G-God you feels so fucking deep, baby.”

He holds his hand out to intertwine with yours and when you accept it, it makes him feel like he’s on cloud nine. Making love to you instead of a quick fuck that he just so happened to initiate.

“Use me.”

You smirk, moving your hips with a newfound purpose. You want to give him what he wants.

“Is that what you want?”

“Fucking yes! Please!” At this point, you’re sure the both of you can be heard but Jungkook seems to not care. It’s only when you hear a couple of timid knocks against the door that your eyes grow wide.

You’re quick to place your hand over Jungkook’s mouth as he mirrors your expression. You can feel his heart drumming against his chest, whimpering when you try to get comfortable.

“Jungkook?”

Of course, it’s Yoonji. You roll your eyes before leaning over to whisper in his ear.

“Answer her.”

“Yes?”

“Are you awake?”

“I-um…” Jungkook had planned to play as if he was asleep but you forced him to answer. “I was falling asleep, actually.”

“Can I come in?”

You snarl, “Did you lock the door?”

“I t-think so.” Jungkook can’t remember. “I don’t remember. I’m so sorry.”

Usually, you would find him being shy so fucking adorable but right now, you can feel your orgasm simmering in the pit of your stomach and all you want to do is cum but you also want to strangle him too.

The doorknob rattle and both of you release the breath you were holding.

“Fuck me.” You mouth to him as he widens his eyes.

You're glad he understands quickly. You can’t help but love how desperate he is as he rocks his hips into you. God, he's so desperate for you.

“If you can stay quiet, I’ll let you cum.” You say in his ear and he’s quick to nod. He can feel you as you swivel your hips and lean in to whisper, “If you’re quiet enough she’ll go away.”

Jungkook holds you tight by the waist, his nails digging into your bare skin. Your pussy feels warm and wet. His cock fits perfectly inside and he doesn’t want to move.

You snap your fingers next to his ear as he blinks, coming back to his reality.

“Focus,” You grunt, going back to rolling your hips again. You set the pace for him to get the both of you off quicker. He even helps by licking his finger and playing with your clit.

You moan a little too loud but catch yourself before it gets louder.

You don’t know if your step daughter is still standing outside and waiting. All you know is your body feels like it’s on fire and you’re so close.

So, so close.

And by the way Jungkook’s cock is twitching, he’s ready too. With the shuffling of feet indicating that she’s gone back to her room, you keep riding him as he bites down on the blanket on the bed to control his moans.

Anything to take his mind off of what is going to come next.

“I’m about to cum… “ He warns and all it takes is more praise, a weak clench of your walls, and a hand full of breasts to get him to fall over the edge.

“Did you-”

Jungkook groans, “I-I didn’t mean to! You feel so… I- fuck… I’m sorry.” His chest heaves, glancing at you like a puppy who's been kicked. Puppy eyes on a hundred, he goes to grab your hand to hold but you shake him off to get up. “Just let me-”

“It’s alright, Jungkook.”

“But…” He pouts, “Y-You haven’t cum.”

“Sweetheart, it’s okay.” You lean over to kiss the corner of his lips but he soon turns his head to capture yours. The kiss is softer than it should be for the situation you’ve found yourself in and when you pull away, he frowns. You chuckle at his attitude. “Get some rest. I need to get back before he wakes up.”

“Please Noona? Let me finish you off. I promise I can. I ju-”

“Maybe next time.” Those are the last words you say before you get dressed and try to sneak back to your room.

As Jungkook lies back against the pillows, his brain goes into overdrive. He wonders when the next time will be.

“I’ll be ready next time.” Jungkook smiles as his thoughts swirl in a dream world.

Next time can’t come fast enough.

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bluekittyworld · 8 months ago

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There is Karma.

Hello sweet people, this is my first time writing something, I hope you guys like it and all feedback will be appreciated.

Please don't post my work on other sites/platforms or copy it, or translate it, thank you.

Approx. 11,000 words in total and 5 chapters

Warnings: Lot's of angst, mention of suicide, smut, 18+

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Happy Ending

Sad Ending

There is karma. It comes back, don’t use your heart in a bad way.

You were part of the popular girls at school, a rich spoiled brat as one may put it. Grade As and Bs were natural to you, you wondered sometimes if you had put in the effort, you could have scored better than all the nerds in your class, but who needed that, you were busy being the popular and pretty rich ‘it’ girl, belittling the quiet and less popular ones. There was one boy in particular, his name was Yunki or Yoonji, something like that. He wore thick framed glasses; his skin was ghostly pale, and he had contrasting pitch black hair in bowl cut. You found him an easy target as he never spoke back, no matter how many times you tripped him over, shoved him around, broke his ugly glasses, he never said anything back.

Why did you hate him so much? He didn’t care about anyone, and you hated it so much, why didn’t he try to fit in? He dressed so poorly, everyone just assumed that he was in this school on a scholarship, there was no way he could afford the fees by the way he dressed. On the other hand, you had to become mean to fit in, every day you woke up hours earlier to complete your work, prepare your hair and makeup, you had to stay relevant, have everyone’s attention, keep the ‘it girl’ title, life was so hard. So, every time you saw the careless Yoongi living his simple easy life, it boiled your blood and what ticked you off even more is that he never retaliated, come to think of it you had never heard his voice, was he mute?

This carried on for 5 years until the day of your graduation, just before graduation, you and your friends mocked this boy wearing his skinny ripped jeans, a t-shirt, and a plaid shirt. At the time your high-school boyfriend joined in too, you decided to give him a matching ripped shirt, pulling out your scissors you made a few cuts in his shirt and his bag, your friends laughed and recorded the scene. Your best friend took a few of his books, and teared them up, nobody noticed how Yoongi was having a panic attack and was on the verge of tears. Your boyfriend took the scissors and started cutting the poor boy’s hair, you did think it was pushing it too far, but nobody else seemed to care, why should you care right? Your boyfriend’s mates started kicking and punching Yoongi, he was now covered in blood and bruises, his eyes piecing into your soul, while he was being beaten up, his eyes were still fixated on you. You noticed this and felt a little bit of guilt, you pulled your boyfriend and asked to go to your favourite Korean BBQ. All your friends and his friends discarded Yoongi, leaving him in the middle of the school grounds, you didn’t even bother to look back if he was still breathing or not, nobody did.

On graduation day, Yoongi didn’t turn up, not like you really cared, you just wondered if he was okay, maybe you did go a little too far the other day. Also, it would have been a great opportunity to see his parents and assess his wealth today. Soon your friends and boyfriend came over to you, and that was the last time you thought of Yoongi.

Years had passed since graduation. You were well set into your father’s business, ready to take senior management positions, being born into an affluent family had its perks, your whole life was served on a silver platter, not a single day of difficulty. Life was monotonic and predictable you began to feel a growing sense of emptiness. Despite the success you achieved in your career and social life, there was an underlying dissatisfaction, a void you couldn't fill. A friend of yours suggested maybe participating in charity events may give you a sense of fulfilment, so you decided to join the next available event.

At this event, everyone was put into groups of 4, and the tasks varied, you were in a team with two boys and another girl. The aim was to visit the elderly and help them out with their chores for today. The drive to the house was quite quick, you didn’t really get to talk to your teammates, the only thing you knew were their names, Sora, Yeonjun and Yoongi. Yoongi rang a bell, but you couldn’t really remember if you ever knew a person with that name, maybe it was just a name of one of the many people you see every day at work, you brushed it off.

Upon arriving at the house, you saw it was occupied by an old lady, the roofing had some issues and the wallpaper had been peeling off in various places. Yoongi took lead of the team, he suggested “Yeonjun and I will take the duty of fixing the ceiling, while you girls can start by removing the wallpaper.”

His voice was like a gentle breeze on a calm summer day, carrying warmth and serenity, you hadn’t heard such a caring voice in a very long time, even your own mother didn’t sound so affectionate.

You just nodded, while Sora nudged you, maybe you were looking at Yoongi for too long, he was looking back at you with his piercing dark eyes.

“The wallpaper removing machine is in the back of the car, let’s go get it” Sora mentioned.

You nodded and followed her along. Removing the wallpaper wasn’t hard at all, you and Sora had bonded quite well, it was interesting to find out about her, you learnt she ran a café nearby and had a fiancé, her parents currently live in Japan, and she has a poodle dog named Bobbi. You loved this kind of interaction; it was like a breath of fresh air being away from your routine life and interacting with people who didn’t have money on their minds 24/7. You glanced over to Yoongi’s direction now and then… there was a certain attraction you developed towards him, but you turned away each time in disappointment, him and Yeonjun were really focused on getting the ceiling fixed and didn’t really have time for other things. You really wanted to talk to Yoongi more and find out about him, maybe you wouldn’t get another chance and that really bothered you.

You and Sora were done removing the wallpaper, and the ceiling was still being plastered. You suggested to Sora “We should paint this room before the old lady comes back, it shouldn’t take too long, what do you think?”

“Perfect” Sora chimed “Let’s go to the nearby DIY store and pick out a colour.”

Sora got up and walked over to Yeonjun, by the looks of it you assumed they knew each other well, maybe they volunteered together previously, she asked “Yeonjun, my dear cousin, can you drive us in your car to the DIY store?”

Oh, now it makes sense, they were cousins, you smiled at learning the fact, you somewhat wished you were close to your family members.

At the DIY store you and Sora decided on a dusty pink colour, it would contrast well with the plants the lady had in her house. Yeonjun waited in the car and you guys were soon back, he suggested to grab some food, and as if on cue your stomach rumbled.

“Yup, ____ is hungry, we should definitely get food” Sora giggled.

You just smiled in embarrassment. The three of you had decided to buy four portions of Jjajangmyeon, not forgetting Yoongi of course.

Meanwhile Yoongi had finished up the plastering, he looked at the clock, it was 3pm, the old lady did mention she would return at 6pm, there were 3 more hours to go, more than enough time for the plaster to dry and paint over. He smiled at the fact he was ahead of schedule and thought the lady will be so happy to see the finished results. Soon you, Sora and Yeonjun came back, you distributed the noodle bowls to each person.

“Thank you” Yoongi smiled, you swear he had winked too, you felt excited like a teenage girl. You blushed and proceeded to sit down to eat, it was a nice meal, mostly Yeonjun sharing his personal life and how he has crush on his neighbour.

Chapter 2

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httpknjoon · 2 years ago

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(re)starting over again | kth; 8

plot | Your four-year relationship with Taehyung was going well and strong. Until he was involved in a car accident, resulting to him losing some memories. By some, it means everything that happened five years ago. Things he remember? His friends, his bakeshop, and his ex girlfriend from the past. With that, you tried to keep up, restarting over again.

words | 3.5k+

genres | fluff, angst, amnesia au

pairing | taehyung x reader

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note | things about to get more complicated... thank you so much for everyone who shared their thoughts about mc and tae. i love you guys so much. here's the new part, enjoy reading!

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Fucking hell.

The moment you opened your eyes, you instantly felt a throbbing headache. It hurts that it feels like every vein in your head is pulsing. Maybe that was an exaggeration. But you’re sure you won’t be able to function properly today. You might as well just bury your head on this pillow as you were lying on your stomach, which you unconsciously do when you get exhausted. The only comfort you can get is from this comforter weighing on your back. Closing your eyes, you groaned, sensing the dryness of your tongue and throat. You suddenly remember why you rarely go out now.

You rolled on the bed, now lying on your back. Trying to retrace last night’s event, your last crystal clear memory is singing and dancing along with everyone to some Rihanna song. Bright, colored lights tower over you. You don’t remember much from Jisoo’s bachelorette party after maybe four or five shots. You’re unsure. But you have blurry recollections of Yoonji helping you to walk to your front porch with another girl, probably one of Jisoo’s cousins. The knocking on your door and someone opens–

Shit.

Your eyes shot open, maybe too fast and it triggered your headache more. You looked down at your clothes. That’s when you realized you are now wearing Taehyung’s old shirt and some grey lounge shorts. As if some lightbulb clicked in your head, you registered that your bed doesn’t have grey sheets or white pillowcases. You immediately sat up, the comforter pooling down your waist. You ran your hands on your hair and gripped it like it is going to help your headache while the realization truck hits you.

You’re in Taehyung’s room.

Peppermint… Chamomile… Ginger.

Taehyung looked at your small stock of teabags. He picked out the ginger type, it would help your hangover. It’s already nine in the morning and you’re still not coming out of his room. He checked on you quietly earlier when he woke up and you were still asleep. He took over the couch for the night. It was a little uncomfortable, almost spending the first few minutes tossing and turning in the small space.

“I might go there a bit later today,” he told Jimin through a phone call.

“Okay. Headaches?” his friend asked, concerned.

“Nope. YN went home wasted last night from Jisoo’s party. I’ll wait for her to wake up before I go.”

“Oh, yeah… Okay.” Jimin giggled on the other line.

Taehyung raised an eyebrow while checking in your fridge, “What’s with the reaction?”

“Nothing… I just remembered the fruit story, the one where she cried over blueberries and like all of the fruits.”

Well, she did cry last night. He immediately remembers your emotional confession last night. Unconsciously, his lips formed into a smile as you ended it with your admiration for his infamous banana bread.

“Tell me about it.”

You don’t know how you ended up where you at now and you don’t know if you have the guts to ask Taehyung. It’s been so long since the last time you drank too much. And you only blackout from drinking once before this.

“You were crying over blueberries and strawberries last night, love.”

You remembered your boyfriend laughing as he told you that two years ago. That’s when you learned you’re an emotional drunk and promised to not drink that much again unless you’re with Taehyung.

Where is he? I hope he already left.

You wished he chose to go to the bakeshop today as you were too embarrassed to see him. You hoped that you didn’t cry over inanimate things again. With a throbbing headache, you hold your head in your hands. Finally, after talking to yourself and building the courage to get up, you decided to make his bed. As you were putting back the pillows properly, you cannot help but look around what used to be your shared bedroom.

It’s been almost two months since you last stayed here. It reminded you of Taehyung’s room five years ago when he was still living with Jimin. He only followed a palette of the monochromatic color of greys and white. You saw the old record player he bought on the same spot you saw it. There’s also the same small notepad he kept on the bedside table since he loves writing down his random ideas for the bakeshop… it was like nothing much changed with the man you knew before.

Except he didn’t know who you were.

You shook your head with the thought. Sighing, you take one more glance around the room before walking out. You go to your room leaning on the nearest wall or object you can lean on to at least help you to balance. Your black dress from last night was scattered on the floor, along with your other clean clothes from your closet. Why is it so messy in here?!

You tried to scoot away from the idea that you probably cried your heart out in front of Taehyung. As much as you wished you didn’t, you just know you did. So going to your bathroom, you already expected smudged mascara under your eyes or any makeup on your face. But you didn’t.

“Huh.”

You stood confused in front of the mirror, trying to recall if you did anything on your face last night. Nothing came to mind. Your mind seems to really shut down around the time you’re still at the party. Giving up, you freshened up by splashing water on your face. Minutes later, instead of going back to bed because of your headache, you decided to go get something to fill your stomach.

And as you go out of your room, you immediately heard a noise from the kitchen. You pursed your lips as you instantly knew you were not alone. You prepare yourself mentally, against your headache, as a way to save face for taking over his room.

“Good morning.”

As if he already felt your presence, Taehyung greeted as he turned around with a plate of toast, eggs, and bacon. With his spatula, he points to the seat on the kitchen counter, asking you to seat. You did.

“Morning…” you awkwardly replied as you watched him work around the kitchen. “Uhm, you’re here? You didn’t go to the bakeshop?”

He shakes his head, “I waited for you to wake up. I knew you’ll be suffering from the hangover from last night so I prepared you breakfast.”

On cue, he placed the plate in front of you. There was also a glass of orange juice and another warm cup with a teabag in it. Although still embarrassed, a soft smile formed on your face as you looked at it. You eyed him again, scratching the back of your neck.

“Thank you, Tae… but you don’t have to do all of this, I can manage,” you spoke softly.

“It’s fine, YN,” he replied before placing his own plate next to you. You followed with your eyes as he sat next to you. Avoiding his gaze when he turned to you, saying, “Let’s eat?”

You nodded. You don’t know what to feel at the moment. He was acting nice and (maybe) normal. Maybe you didn’t do anything crazy the night before? Maybe you just asked to sleep in his room? You don’t know. But where did he sleep? Did I ask him to sleep next to me? Because you are aware that drunk people can get clingy sometimes too.

Before you get to do anything with your food, you dropped your fork on the counter. Your shoulder slumped as you puffed,

“Did I do anything stupid last night?”

You are now turned to him as you expressed your pent-up question. Taehyung looked at you. His eyes scanned your expression and you tried to do the same. But you are finding it hard to read him when you’re overthinking about things you possibly did.

He bit off his toast, “Nope.”

You tilted your head, “Nothing?”

He shook his head, “Nothing.”

You sighed like weights got lifted off your shoulders, “Okay, that’s great to know. Thank you…” You began eating. “It’s just that I had history–”

“It’s not like you cried over the names of the fruits last night,” Taehyung whispered that it made you pause from chewing.

“What?”

Taehyung had to bite his lower lip to stop himself from grinning from your dumbfounded reaction.

“How did you know about that?” you asked again. This time, more suspicious. “Who told you?”

And when he just chuckled, you just figured out who did. Jimin. You covered your face with your hands. The headache was triggered by the embarrassment you’re feeling right now.

“That was one time! That was the only time I got wasted other than last night and I don’t even remember crying over it that bad. I won’t know it happened if I didn’t do it in yours and Jimin’s apartment back then.” you rambled.

Taehyung laughed, gently removing your hands from your face. He holds your hands as he uttered, “It’s nothing to be explained about. I think you’re right blueberries do deserve other names. Something more creative like strawberries.”

You rolled your eyes, stopping yourself from smiling when he recalled that drunken argument you fought two years ago.

“But did I cry again last night? Be honest,” you questioned.

Your heart beats heavily as Taehyung, once again, stared at you for a second before he answered. He nodded with a smile and you exhaled heavily. You were ready to be in full stress mode when he immediately caught your hands again,

“Again, it’s nothing to be worried about. You just cried over the fact that you love my banana loaf and cheesecake.”

“And cheesecake?” you repeated. “Why would I bring that up?”

Ever since you got a taste of his blueberry cheesecake years ago, you loved it. But when you heard him one time complaining about how long that one takes to prepare, you don’t really want to demand cheesecake from him. And if you do crave them, just like these past few days, you will drop by their shop to see if they have them available. Overall, you don’t really talk about cheesecake around him. Especially since he likes baking things as soon as possible even though you just briefly mentioned it in a conversation.

“Because I brought some from the bakery last night.”

“You did?!” you didn’t mean to sound excited like a kid. But you are.

Taehyung smiled, “It’s in the fridge. You actually ate some last night. You don’t remember?”

“I don’t.” you shrugged. “I don’t even remember how I ended up in your room– I’m sorry about that. Where did you sleep?”

“The couch and don’t worry about the whole thing. It’s fine.” he quickly assured you. “Now… how about we eat this whole plate first. Then, we can go have that cheesecake?”

“Sounds great to me.” you smiled. Before picking up the toast again, you turned to him. “Thank you, Tae.”

“No worries.”

“I want to sleep.”

Taehyung made you drink another sip of water before he agreed to take you back to your room. You waited for him to clean up the kitchen and store the left cheesecake in your fridge. And when you saw him turning the knob to your room.

You asked with a puzzling look on your face, “Where are you going?”

“To your room,” he replied.

“Oh, no, silly. That’s the guest room. This is our room.”

Giggling, you point your index finger to his bedroom door. Too tired himself, Taehyung just watched you turn the knob and enter his room. You immediately found comfort on his bed, sighing as you rest your head on his pillows.

“Ah, this is nice.”

Taehyung just stood there, hands on his hips, figuring where he should sleep. He knew he cannot make you sleep in your room. He understood this was your old shared bedroom and since you were probably so wasted to remember everything that happened, he don’t want to protest.

“Whatcha doing there? C’mere.” you slurred your words as you fight your eyes in opening. “By the way, that cheesecake… you should make those every time… like weekly… or even daily! It’s heaven but like in food form.”

He laughed at that. Minutes later, he was too busy thinking if he should stay with you until you falls asleep that he didn’t notice you drifting away until he heard your small snores. He looked at you. You lay on your side as you hugged another pillow. Taehyung smiled before tucking you in his comforter.

It’s been a couple of days since your hangover. Taehyung ended up staying with you that whole day. You insisted you can deal with your night out aftermath alone. But he insisted harder that he is not going anywhere. Admittedly, you can feel a change with Taehyung. He seemed more comfortable with you. He would start conversations, sometimes tease you like a friend, and make jokes.

The next day, you felt better and had a short duty while he went back to the bakery. Now, you two are back at home, having breakfast together again.

“Why do we need to buy cookies from the store? I could just bake for you,” he asked as he read through your grocery list.

“I’ve been craving for those.” you reasoned out.

He gasped dramatically, a hand on his chest, “And my freshly baked homemade cookies cannot provide those cravings?”

You chuckled, shaking your head, “Trust me, comparing anything you baked to anything from a supermarket is like comparing a diamond to a regular stone.”

“Well, that’s too nice–”

“But as I was saying, I am really just thinking of cookies for days now,” you interjected. “And I love your cookies! Especially the chewy one with chocolate chips.”

“Then why don’t you just ask me to make those for you?”

“Can I?” you asked back, unsure.

“You can! I bake for a living, remember?” he quipped, making you snortle.

“It’s not like I can demand cookies from you just because you are a baker, Tae. I know you’ve been busy with the bakery these last few days.

“Because I’m baking… anyway, we’re crossing this one off this list, I’ll bake a batch here later after we go grocery shopping,” he said while literally crossing off the cookies in the paper.

Last week, you scheduled your grocery shopping to be today since a lot of things will happen later this week. Tomorrow, you’ll be back at work again. You have duties for the next two days and after that, Jisoo and Namjoon’s wedding will take place this weekend. Your best friend is currently taking advantage of her two-week-long leave for her special day. The venue is a bit of a drive. You, Taehyung, and Jimin will be carpooling in his car with your friend and Jisoo’s bridesmaid too, Julia.

The sun made everyone aware of her presence as you and Taehyung leave your house. You’re glad that you opted to wear something suitable in this hot weather. Since none of you two can drive or had any vehicle to drive, you two strolled to the nearest bus stop.

“You know, this could be like our routine.” you quipped while you two sat next to each other on the bus.

Taehyung gave a single nod, “Yeah, sure. Just tell me in advance when are we going to do this.”

“I’m just kidding,” you replied.

“Well, I’m not. This is the least I can do for you and the house. You’ve been looking after me for months.” he uttered and you can feel the guilt in his tone.

“I wanted to do that, Taehyung.” I’m your girlfriend, you wanted to add but you don’t think he is still comfortable with that idea. “Plus, you looked after me too the other day.”

“You were wasted for a night. I was in a coma for a month.” he compared and you just rolled your eyes, shaking your head.

“Just know that you don’t have to feel obligated with things like this.”

“Noted, ma’am.” he teased.

The bus stopped at the nearest stop to the grocery. The beeps of scanners welcomed you two as you entered the store. He went to get a cart while you brings out your list. You led him while he pushed the cart.

“Have we ever done this? Grocery shopping?”

“Yeah, we use to do this every month.” you smiled. “We both enjoy the feeling of buying groceries. You know, like the sense of being adult.”

Taehyung chuckled, “I get it. It’s satisfying.”

“Yeah, that’s it.” you nod.

You and Taehyung continued to chat as you shop for what you two put on your list. Of course, each of you placed various items that were not listed. You two will probably regret it later. You’re glad to know that you two still agree on some things.

“Oh, wait. I forgot about something in the dairy section.” you paused.

“Okay, let’s go get it,” Taehyung responded, ready to pull back your half-filled cart.

“No, you can go get these. I’ll catch up.” you left after handing him the list.

Taehyung pushed the cart to the snacks aisle. He sees the chips you listed and decided to get some of his own too. He was about to move to reach for a couple of bars of chocolate when someone called him,

“Tae?”

He paused, immediately recognizing the voice before he even turned his head. And when he did, he sees Lily pushing her cart in his direction.

“Lily,” he spoke with a forced smile. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh, you know, shopping.” she quipped while showing her grocery basket, unaware of the gears turning in Taehyung’s head. “That’s a lot of shopping to do yourself.”

“Oh, I… I’m here with someone…” he stuttered.

He looks behind him to see if you’re coming back. His heart stopped when he spotted you behind Lily, coming back with laundry detergent in hand. He saw how your smile fell when you notice the woman in front of him. Your eyebrows furrowed but continued walking toward him. Lily immediately noticed you when you stopped in the middle to put some yogurt in your cart.

“Hi,” you smiled at her.

You knew who she is. Taehyung has already talked about her before and you saw her images before. This is the first time you have ever seen her personally and you can definitely tell why she can do modeling for a living.

“Oh, hi.” she smiles back.

Her voice was soft. You didn’t know much about her since you and Taehyung didn’t really go into details with talking about your past loves. But the thing is… Taehyung is currently in the past. You suddenly felt weak with the idea. This is the woman Taehyung was hoping to see the moment he woke from the hospital a month ago. You knew from Jimin that he was looking for Lily before. She is the girlfriend he knew, the one he remembers.

“Oh… uhm… YN, this is Lily… my friend.” Taehyung awkwardly introduced her. He doesn’t know if you have any idea about her since he never really brought up any topic about her. “Lily, this is YN, my…”

His voice trailed off. He doesn’t how should he introduce you. Will it hurt to introduce you as a friend? Or should he introduce you as his girlfriend? His heart was pounding. You, on the other hand, know why he paused. So you just decided to pull the Band-aid off and resume his sentence,

“Friend. I’m his friend too. I help in the bakery,” you lied.

It was like Taehyung heard that hint of pain in your tone as you introduced yourself. You had a smile on your face that are so good that it can get anyone fooled.

“Oh, really? Do you bake too? I just went there last Saturday. I saw Jimin but I don’t remember seeing you.” she told you.

Your eyebrows furrowed. Suddenly, you remembered seeing Jimin in the mall when Taehyung said that the bakery was busy that day. You were starting to connect things and Taehyung can see it in your face. Your jaw clenched before you turn to him.

“She did?” you asked before swallowing heavily.

You don’t know why but you felt like something in you died. Or someone just kicked you in your gut.

“Yes…” he looked away.

“And Taehyung made his famous cheesecake that I really liked. He was insisting that I take it for free. But I was like, no. I paid for like half of it!” she shared like it was a funny story. She was the only one enjoying this whole thing.

That’s why he brought the cheesecake home. You frowned.

“Anyway, I should go. I still have a lot to go through here.” Lily checked the time on her phone. “Nice to see you again, Tae. Nice meeting you, YN.”

Again, you forced a smile as you turned to her, “Nice meeting you.”

Lily walks off and you watched her back as she gets farther. She seemed nice and really friendly too. Taehyung watched as your smile faded. He looked away when your eyes landed on him. He felt the sweat forming on the corners of his forehead.

“Let’s go on self-checkout.”

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perfectlyoongi-main · 15 days ago

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reivrze · 1 year ago

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( 禍 ) — TALES OF TIME | 해지유

" In the abyss of love's dark dance, souls entwined, hearts shattered, beauty found "

2023 | 18+ | SERIES | ENHYPEN + OCS

GENRES. coming of age, historical fiction, mystery, romance, joseon dynasty, drama, angst, graphic violence

SYNOPSIS. a captivating collection of diverse love stories set against the backdrop of a historical time. from forbidden romances and destined bonds to quests for harmony and battles against deception, each tale explores the triumph of love over tradition and the pursuit of happiness. as characters defy expectations, unravel secrets, and navigate treacherous waters, their journeys intertwine destiny and love in extraordinary ways, creating an enchanting tapestry of passion, courage, and enduring bonds.

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destiny's blade | lee heeseung

song of jade | park jongseong

breaking the cycle | sim jaeyun

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the kitsune curse | kim sunoo

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rainbowsuitcase · 1 year ago

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Fanfic Rec Friday #6

cat cradle by kaythebest - Seokjin x Yoongi, 51 523 words, T - Magic AU, Curses, Cat Yoongi

Seokjin takes in a stray and discovers a new world.

this moment for life by misspamela - Yoongi x Jungkook, 22 116 words, E - Fluff and Smut, Friends with Benefits to Lovers

Yoongi doesn’t date. Jungkook was supposed to be just a one night stand, but he turns into so much more.

youre staring again by aprofessorstale - Yoongi x Namjoon, 1 472 words, G - Highschool AU

Namjoon has a secret crush on Yoongi. The only problem is, everyone knows.

night after night by inthestarstonight - Jimin x Jungkook, 10 506 words, E - Background OT7, Dom Jimin, Edgeplay, Sex Tapes

Jungkook has kept the explicit version of Seven a secret from everyone, up until the release. Jimin listens to it and reacts.

Manic Pixie Dream Girl by aprofessorstale - Yoongi x Jimin, 11 864 words, T - Drag Queens, Nonbinary Yoongi, Cute, hiding creator's style doesn't take away from the story!

Yoongi is the shy boy that his coworkers barely know anything about, until they find him in a gay club, performing in drag.

lovely way of telling me you love me by inthestarstonight - OT7, 7 471 words, M - A/B/O, Pack OT7, Pack Alpha Namjoon, Crack

Five times Namjoon's pack lied to him for The Bit, and one time it was for his own good.

the other side of the earth by stickyrum (couldn't find socmed) - Seokjin x Jimin, 14 292 words, T - Dystopia AU, Deception, Rebellion

In which Jimin believed he was a typical pawn in the bureaucracy of the First Order but found himself trapped in the Minister's office with an insurgent, willingly forfeiting state secrets

but i know (i know) what i want by inthestarstonight - Yoongi x Namjoon, 4 053 words, M - Fem BTS, Angst and Fluff, Arguing

Yoonji and Namjoo get into a fight. Yoonji tries to apologize.

i love the way you love (and the way you can't hide it to save your lives) by TheLostPevensie - Yoongi x Namjoon, 8 563 words, T - Canonverse, Coming Out, Established Relationship, Acceptance

4 times a member finds out Yoongi and Namjoon are together and 1 time someone already knew.

Long Sleeves by TheLostPevensie - Yoongi x Namjoon, 7 555 words, T - Soulmate Marks, Meet-Cute

Yoongi is convinced he'll have to wear long sleeves for the rest of his life, after a sleeve of an entirely different kind suddenly appears on his arm.

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juuls · 2 years ago

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Juulna’s 2021 Multi-Fandom Fanfiction Rec List - Part Two

(Yes, I realize this is a year late, but this year's been a bit nuts. I still hope you enjoy these fics anyway!)

Based only on what I’ve read with my own eyes this year!

Follow me on my journey into what, at times, was…

…actually rather calming! Perhaps you can find some comfort and entertainment, fluff and angst and romance and friendship, smut and a distinct lack of it, space adventures and fantasy and modern adventures, serial killers and good guys, redemption and reconciliation and learning to become someone completely different — there is so much here I read that stuck with me over the past year, and the 2021 Fanfic Reading Challenge ( @fanfic-reading-challenge ) allowed me a new way to keep track of all of my favourites. So props to that event! Definitely participating again (considering I run the event, yeah, that's probably a given lol, but full disclosure).

Without further ado, here were my 2021 fic favourites!

Fandom: Marvel (Comics & MCU)

Stony, Polyvengers:

you great unfinished symphony (you sent for me) by @ketchupcrisp

The last thing Steve Rogers ever expected to see on a Wednesday afternoon was his (their) dead submissive tumbling out of a portal and practically into Phil’s lap, very much alive and frantic about Soul Stones and timelines and some other version of the team.

Avengers Family:

Of Spectrums and Spoons by @calloftherunningtide

Natasha had been taught to pretend – to act and respond just like she was supposed to act and respond - from an early age.

Things You Learn In the Kitchen at Night by @buzzcat

When Darcy went into the kitchen that night, she didn't expect to meet her platonic soul mate or Tony Stark, let alone have them be one and the same person.

Iron Family (typically very Civil War Team Iron Man):

Second Chances by @izazov

Tony Stark is in love with Steve Rogers. Also, he is dying. There is no direct correlation between those two facts. But there is also the matter of Steve Rogers having no idea about Tony’s feelings.

And all that's best of dark and bright by @kaaterinapetrova

When Steve Rogers leaves her to die in Siberia, Toni Stark hacks her soulmark apart, tears the flesh and veins until she is blinded with pain, and waits to die. Up above, somewhere in the universe, something fractures.

Trigger warning for cutting, suicidal thoughts, breakdown.

Siren by @tsuki-chibi

When the exvengers were granted pardons, they return to the Compound. Steve was prepared to fight an uphill battle, but not for the biggest change of all:a clone of Peggy Carter, who is already at the Compound and acting as the newest Avenger. Determined to see everything go back to the way it was, Steve, Wanda and Clint become obsessed with figuring out a way to upstage the New Avengers and prove that the Accords are unnecessary.

Spoiler: their plan doesn't work.

Basic Rules by @striving-artist

It said something about Toni’s life that she had an established system in case of kidnapping and torture, and while there had been tweaks, it was still basically the same as from when she was a kid.

1. Let them underestimate you. 2. Don’t fight back until you have an exit. 3. Lie from the start. 4. Protect what matters. 5. Assume no one is coming to help.

you want a war? (you don't know what you're asking for) by @dyke-yoonji

“And now? Now you’ve all betrayed,” Steve flinched at the choice of words, “Stark, and Potts and Rhodes are not going to sit and take it.”

Natasha frowned at the phone. “What does this mean for us?”

Fury laughed - an ugly laugh with no myrth in it. “It means that Potts or Rhodes are the ones who sent me this phone because they wanted me to contact you. They wanted me - and you - to know that they are with Stark, that they are the line of defence between him and us.” “It means that they just declared war. God have mercy on your souls.”

Tony Stark is Not a Supervillain (But his Poker Group All Are) by DaughteroftheSilverMoon

A superhero walks into a room full of villains- and they play poker and give him a drink. After all, it's the polite thing to do. Only then they get to liking him, and all of a sudden they're slaying dragons for the good guys. It's very disconcerting, but kind of nice.

The Worst Job by @thealextheshipper

Jessica is assigned as the Rogue Avengers Accords delegate upon their return to the US, on the plus side she befriends Tony Stark, on the down side she has to deal with PR nightmare Steve Rogers, and his best friend PR nightmare Clint Barton.

DomesticIronHawk: (Laura/Clint/Tony)

Set On Fire by @allthemarvelousrage

She's not sure if she forgot to take her suppressants, or if something Wanda did screwed with her meds, but her world is on fire for the first time in years, and there's no one to help her through it... until there is.

IronMarvel:

Keep Me in Your Orbit by @moonlitmidnight-1

A post Civil War AU in which Toni knew Carol during the events of Captain Marvel, and was the person she gave the pager to.

IronStrange:

ARC I: An Infinity In The Wings by @bad-days-and-beautiful-nights

Stephen and Toni met just before she's kidnapped. They spent the night together and when she returns, they strike up an easy friendship. Soon enough, Stephen falls in love with her, but by the time he realizes, it's too late. Hoping she never finds out, he gracefully steps back, trusting Captain America to be the right man for his best friend. But when Steve surprises everyone and Toni ends up at death's door for the fourth time, Stephen has to re-evaluate his life's choices.

IronTaser:

Disinformed by Del_Rion

It’s time to come clean about Phil Coulson’s death. Out of all the Avengers, Tony’s reaction is the most surprising, and Phil must investigate it further.

Maria Hill/Sif:

Diplomatic Relations and Intelligence Failures by @scifigrl47

Maria Hill would like a night off, and maybe a date. She's not likely to get either one of them, so she's pretty resigned to long nights of protecting the world from behind the scenes. It's very satisfying, but not quite in the way she's hoping for.

Most people who know Maria are far too intimidated to make a pass. Luckily, the Lady Sif doesn't have that problem.

Phlint:

SHIELD Has Paperwork for Everything by @scifigrl47

Clint Barton knows where his loyalties lie, and they have more to do with his handler than his employer. Phil Coulson takes his responsibilities seriously, and a big part of his job is protecting the agent in his care from any threat to his well-being.

At this rate, neither of them is going to get a date. Natasha Romanov has other ideas, and the only side she's on is her own.

Stucky:

Reputation by @cpt-winniethepooh

Captain America is a hero to the nation, but an uncomfortable cage for Steve Rogers. He is confined by his reputation as the boring Avenger, Mr. Goody-Two-Shoes, and has long given up on hope to change his public image.

Then he meets James Barnes, the infamous assassin also known as the Winter Soldier, who recently switched sides and is now working for the US instead of Russia. Barnes is tall, dark and handsome with his man-bun and eyeliner, and everything Steve shouldn’t want but does.

But just as there is more to Steve than Cap, there is more to Barnes than the Soldier - but will they be able to see that and find happiness?

An albumfic about finding love through the noise, set to the tune and narrative of Taylor Swift’s Reputation.

Steve Rogers at 100: Celebrating Captain America on Film by @hellotailor, @alwaysalreadyangry, eleveninches, febricant, @morgan-leigh

“Heil Hydra,” the enemy agent shouts.

“Heil this, motherfucker,” says Captain America, shooting off a rocket.

Steve and Bucky find out Hollywood has been busy since they went away. A historical survey, including but not limited to: one set of exploded genitals, a brief interlude in France, Mel Gibson and other masterworks of casting, eight Academy awards, several dinosaurs, and something Tony Stark has ominously dubbed “the masterpiece.” Art included.

Steve Rogers and the minefields of social media by @cpt-winniethepooh

Steve gets a Twitter account, then an Instagram one, then he gets Bucky back, too.

ThunderIron:

King Of Hearts, Queen Of . . . Nothing by ThatDamnKennedyKid

He was sure that she didn't remember, not with the way she had cried herself into drunken slumber in his arms. That did not mean he forgot. Not anything - not the painful slurs from her father that lingered in her mind, the barely visible scars across her arms and thighs from jumping into adulthood alone before she was no longer a child, how she had blubbered the name Yinsen over and over again like a regret.

I don't Want the World to See Me by @outercorner

Tony has a secret, one that is harder and harder to keep from observant teammates.

WinterIron:

Lines by @treesramblings

“If you want—and feel free to say no, everyone and their mothers know that I’m the queen of offering too much where I’m not wanted—but, if you want…” Toni hesitates, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth for a moment, and then continues, “well, that’s the longest period of uninterrupted sleep I’ve had since last week, which was also with you, and—twice is a coincidence, but maybe we could test to see, uh, see if it’s a pattern? Only if you want; I’m not trying to guilt you into it. In fact, forget I said anything. This is a horrible idea. I’m just going to leave—”

She’s stopped by his fingers slipping into her palm as he's suddenly standing in front of her. “Okay,” he whispers.

The tension that had built up in her body releases all at once and she looks up into his eyes, the ever present churn of emotion swirling enchantingly, tenderly.

“Okay,” she responds, and his hand glides from hers as he turns away. She aches with the missing weight.

Watercolour Scars by ThatDamnKennedy

Despite fighting against Iron Man, Bucky didn't actually know Tony. Even then, he didn't know how he was the only one starstruck. He couldn't imagine the kind of miracles she must have pulled off before for the team to not even thank her.

Our Shattered Past by Elenduen

Bucky survives the snap, survives to see two-thirds of the universe die, half turning to ash, the others killed because those others turned to ash. He follows Steve back to America and the Avengers compound struggling to try and make sense of everything that has happened. Then Tony Stark returns to earth, broken, sick, desolate. Bucky feels he owes Tony for what he did to his parents, he wants to find a way to make amends and the only way he think to do that is to act as protection for Tony while he slowly recovers from his time in space.

Tony couldn't care less what happens to him now. He failed, Peter is gone, two-thirds of the Universe is gone, why should he care if he lives or dies now? he is determined to help others while he can though and if that means Barnes is following him around then he can help too.

What neither expect is a relationship to blossom between them or the family that blooms out of the ashes of their shattered pasts.

721 Fifth Avenue by Skarla

Tony Stark is a man of many faces; stressed, a little manic, overly fond of smoothies and kinder than anyone Bucky has ever met, although he hides it well. He's not quite sure why no one else is providing the support and companionship that the man is quietly desperate for, but it's no hardship to step up to the plate. He's always had a thing for scrappy underdogs after all.

The Evidence by @striving-artist

Didn’t notice. Right. Sure. Two brilliant minds, two super spies, and a god didn’t notice when the chattiest man they knew stopped making sound. They just seemed happier than before. Brighter and more cheerful than before. They just seemed like they were more comfortable with him around when he was stone silent.

Fuck it.

He knew they noticed.

And he knew they liked him better this way.

ShieldShock:

MARRY, FUCK, KILL by @sevensneakyfoxes

"Actually, you know, I get it. Rogers would be an excellent MARRY choice. You know that he'd never leave the toilet seat up, would never drink the last of the milk, and would clean the rain gutters without prompting," Darcy says. She's never really considered Steve as anything other than Captain America who is impossibly unapproachable; weirdly enough, the things she finds intimidating about him as a person oddly work for her in a domestic setting. "Ugh, plus you just KNOW Barton would be the type of fucker that would eat the last oreo and then shove the empty box back into the cupboard."

"So what's your list then, Darcy?" Jane asks, turning back to look at the mold, which has done exactly fuck all in the last half-hour.

"Don't rush me! I need to make an informed, calculated choice."

Darcy looks down at her pad, then back up at Natasha. She purses her lips in thought. "You've fucked Barnes, right? How dexterous is that metal hand?"

The ladies of SHIELD play a mass game of MARRY FUCK KILL, Avengers edition.

Wherein everyone marries Steve, kills Tony, Jane betrays science and Darcy hypothetically turns Thor into a llama.

WinterShock:

Black Holes and Revelations by @amidtheflowers

The Winter Soldier doesn’t like her much. It doesn’t help when they get thrown in a black hole together.

WinterShieldShock:

Upon A Hill, Across a Blue Lake by @i-mushi

Fluffy ABO - Darcy has a few run-ins with the police and a couple Alpha Avengers show up to help. She /really/ should have specified to Jane not to send her crushes when she called for help. Steve/Darcy/Bucky Alpha!Steve, Alpha!Bucky, Omega!Darcy

WinterWidowIronShield:

my body is not their bed by @deathsweetqueen

In 1995, the Engineer and the Winter Soldier escape HYDRA and end up, bleeding, on Peggy Carter's doorstep.

This is their journey after. This is the story of their victory march.

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Maybe We’re A Movie | Part 4

-> Pairing: Jin x Reader

-> fluff // minor angst

-> Word Count: 8.6k

-> Summary: Living in the city far away from home, you tend to miss out on family news. So, when you return home for the holiday’s, all you plan to do is spend time with family and catch up on everything you’ve missed since your last visit. You expected the jabs at living so far away and the poking at your barren love life, but you don’t expect to actually find love. Meeting the town’s newest resident and baker, you find yourself falling for his charm and good looks. Everything about him is just so magical…but there’s something strange going on with him and his shop that you can’t quite place. Is it just your hesitation to let him be a Christmas fling? Or is it something more?

-> Warning(s): Taegi side pairing, yoonji and hobi side pairing, mild language, lots of familial rough housing, teasing, constant poking and prodding about relationship status, typical ‘when are you going to settle down’ trope, talk about yoongi’s shaky coming out and love life, very Hallmark-esque

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Masterlist *

A moment hasn’t gone by that Jin hasn’t thought about the day you left. The fight keeps replaying in his head, and he can’t get that hurt look on your face out of his mind. He just saw you in his workshop surrounded by his machines and looking at his family photos, and he just felt the world stop. He just wanted to be normal for once and not have to worry about his family history, and it all just started crumbling as soon as he saw you.

He’d had no idea that Jimin hadn’t shut the door all the way. He didn’t even know Jimin went upstairs after opening the store. It was a rule for a reason that the shop door stay closed during the day no matter what, and he broke it. Because he broke it, you found the workshop. He should be lucky you didn’t see any of the real magic, but that wouldn’t stop your mind from searching for an answer. You’re one of the smartest people he’s met since he left the Pole, and it was only a matter of time before you pieced it together.

You probably already have.

Either way, he never should have yelled at you - let alone ban you from the store. He knew letting you work with him officially was a bad idea. He never should have let that happen, and he only has himself to blame in the end. He knew he was catching feelings, and he could see that you were warming up to him as well. He wanted that chance to win you over, and he took it at the ultimate cost. He let his heart dictate what he knew would end with more than one truth coming out.

Now it’s Christmas Eve and you’ll be returning to your job soon. His chances to make up with you are running out. He can’t help but think that he’s probably already lost your heart.

A loud crash comes from upstairs in the workshop, Jin almost spilling his mop bucket. Thuds start racing around the room above and down the stairs, the door slamming open before Seokjin can go and investigate himself, “Jin!”

“Namjoon?” He asks, surprised to see the elf back so soon. He was supposed to be doing work for his father all the way to midnight tonight when he’d leave to deliver toys. “What are you doing here?”

“Your Mother-! Your Mother, she’s-!” Namjoon huffs and puffs, trying to catch his breath just so he can finish his sentence.

“My Mom?”Jin questions. Namjoon doesn’t do running as a free time activity, so if he’s this out of breath, then something must really be wrong. He grabs the elf by his shoulders, “Is she okay?”

“She’s fine! She’s jus-“ Namjoon cuts himself off when a large thud, followed by the jingling of bells come from the roof. He looks to his boss with a nervous smile, “-here.”

Jin rushes up the stairs to the workshop, running through the shop to the staircase closet to his office. He throws the door open and races up the stairs with Jimin and Namjoon right behind him, bursting through the roof entrance door to see his mother standing up in the sleigh.

“Mom?” He rushes over to the big red sleigh and holds his hand out, helping his Mother climb down to the flat roof. He notices that it’s only his Mother in the sleigh and not his Dad, “What are you doing here with the sleigh? Where’s Dad?”

She shakes her head, “Your Dad isn’t doing well, Jin. He fell ill yesterday morning with a bug and he’s not going to be better by Christmas Window tonight.”

“What?” Of course, the first time in 20 years that his Dad gets sick, and it happens on Christmas. His Dad is the only person that knows how to do the job, who would do it if not him? “What about the delivery?”

“That’s why I’m here.” She cups Jin’s cheek, “I need to take care of your Father, and someone needs to do the delivery.”

It slowly dawns on him exactly why his Mother is here, “No…” He shakes his head.

“Jin, I know how you feel-!“

“I don’t want the responsibility, Mom!” Jin cries. He’d voiced his opinion time and time again, and it still has yet to change after he moved away from home. Santa is not the life for him.

“I know, and I’m sorry! I don’t know what else to say besides I’m sorry…” She apologizes. Of course, she knew he didn’t want this. But there wasn’t any other choice. And she wouldn’t have come if there was. She gently takes his hands in hers, “But we need your help, Jin. Please. I don’t want to beg, but I will.”

“Don’t-” He says, putting his hand up before she can make any move. Of course, doing this job is the last thing he’s ever wanted to do. But he’s not the kind of person to let his own Mother beg for his help. “Please don’t beg.”

“We’ll figure something out later, okay? But could you do this for just one night?” She asks once more, hoping that her son will do it just this once, “You’re the only one that’s run the deliveries with your father before.”

“By myself? Not a chance.” He says. His Mother nods, understanding that it’s a heavy burden to take on. If she had to, then she’d just figure it out herself and hope she could deliver just as her husband always has.

Jin sighs, “But I’m sure the sleigh is big enough for some extra help.”

Jin watches his Mother’s eyes light up, pride shining through, “As long as we can deliver just as we always do.” She squeezes his hands and brings them up to place a loving kiss to his knuckles, “I’ll make this up to, Seokjin. I promise.”

“No, you don’t need to.” He assures her. He thinks back to when he needed help, and without any asking or prodding, you and Jeongguk came right to his aid, “This is just what people should do.”

“That’s my boy…” She squeezes his hands one more time and lets go. She turns back to the sleigh and pulls out a garment bag, turning around to hand it over to him, “You’ll need this.”

Jin doesn’t need to look inside to know what is it. He’s seen this bag all his life, and he knows exactly what it is. He just accepts it as best he can, looking to his mother and putting on a brave face just for her, “Go be with Dad. He needs you. I’ll see you when we’re done.” He turns to Jimin and nods to the stairway, “Jimin.”

Jimin nods and steps forward, “This way, ma’am.” He says, escorting her to the doorway that will take her back to the Pole.

When Jin was younger, he’d always imagined himself wearing the Santa outfit and bringing joy to millions of people all over the world. He’d wanted to make people happy all his life. Somewhere along the line, the source of that happiness stopped coming from the Santa suit. He knew in his mind, that he would have to take over eventually. He’d hate every minute of it, but he would’ve been older.

He never imagined he’d be wearing it so soon.

“You know, I hear your Dad took 4 elves on his first solo ride.” Namjoon mentions, sensing the nervousness coming from him.

“Really?” Jin asks.

“Yeah, it’s not too late to call two more.” He assures him. He pulls out a thick, wonky satellite phone and starts scrolling, “Do you have anyone in mind?”

“Yeah, but I don’t need to call them.” Namjoon looks at him, head tilted in confusion. But Jin just smiles, “We’ll just pick them up.”

—-

Jeongguk wakes up with a thud, having fallen off the side of his bed once again. He had a nasty habit of sleeping too close to the edge, and he has more bruises from falling in his sleep than he does from rough housing. Just like any other night, he sits on the floor for a moment to get his bearings. He debates whether or not he should climb back into bed or remain on the slightly heated floor of his room.

He groans when his ears begin to ring, very softly. It’s low, but it’s enough that he can hear it. He tries to blow his nose to pop his ears, but when they pop and the ringing doesn’t stop, he gives up. He stands from his mess of blankets and picks them up off the floor, throwing them onto his bed. He stretches, reaching his arms up as high as they’ll go and letting out a yawn.

The ringing continues on, growing louder. But as it gets louder, Jeongguk begins to realizes that it’s not a pitched ring that he hears. It’s more like…the soft jingling of bells.

“I really need to sleep better…” He mutters to himself, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

He plops back down onto his bed face first and closes his eyes, using his feet to bring his comforter closer to him. He’s close to sleep when he hears a soft thud hit the roof of the house. He assumes it’s just falling snow or something similar, but then he hears another. Followed by footsteps.

“Alright, Jeongguk…now you really are hearing things.” He mutters to himself, “Yoongi was right about all of that candy.”

He attempts to close his eyes and fall asleep once more, but then he hears another thud right outside of his window. The moonlight disappears, a shadow taking over where the light was.

This has the boys eyes widening, “Okay, so we’re not dreaming right now…” A few taps ring out on his window, “Definitely not dreaming!”

Believe it or not, Jeongguk had imagined a scenario similar to this after watching Home Alone for the first time. He thought about the traps he would make if he had to stop someone from coming into his home, and he filled a whole notebook with his ideas. Unfortunately, after the trap he’d set in the kitchen, he was banned from ever making a Home Alone trap ever again.

Oh, how he wished he’d saved his trap for tonight.

Instead, he attempts to pretend to sleep. Maybe if he doesn’t move, then whatever is at his window will go away. That’s what everyone in the horror movies does!

So he squeezes his eyes shut tight, hoping with everything he has that the shadow will disappear. He’ll just go to bed, and everything will be fine. He’ll wake up in the morning and this all will have been a dream.

“Jeongguk-“ He stiffens at the call from the voice above him, “Don’t you know I know when you’re sleeping and when you’re awake?”

It takes him a second to place the voice, and then he’s sitting up fast as soon as he realizes who it is that the voice belongs to, “Jin?” He asks. It takes him a second for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, but he makes out Jin’s tall figure. However, it’s the Santa hat and costume that confuse him, “Why are you dressed like Santa?”

“Because it’s my turn to deliver presents tonight.” He answers.

“No way.”

Jin nods, “Yes way, and I need your help.”

“You need my help?” Jeongguk asks in disbelief.

“Absolutely! You and your sister,” He adds, “Do you think you can help me convince her to help?”

Jeongguk thinks on it a second before he crosses his arms over his chest, “How do I know you’re not just being creepy?”

Jin nods in understand, “I see your point. A point very well taken. I probably wouldn’t trust me either.” He pushes up his sleeves with gloved hands and holds them out flat in front of him. A small glittering effect swirls in a circle, a smaller, red hat just like his materializing right in front of Jeongguk’s eyes, “But maybe this would convince you?”

“You’re magic?!” Jeongguk asks a bit too loud. Jin shushes him, and he shrinks back down, “Sorry…”

Jin takes a seat at the edge of Jeongguk’s bed, getting on his level, “I do have magic, and Christmas Magic is about to take effect. But we still need to work fast if we’re going to get it all done and get the 2 of you home.” He holds out the hat he made, offering it to the boy, “So what do you say?”

“You don’t even need to ask! I’ll get my shoes!” Jeongguk says. He throws off his covers - almost hitting Jin in the face - and jumps out of bed. He makes it to his door and stops just before he opens it, “Oh! And (Y/n)! Her window is on the other side of the house!”

Jin nods, already knowing where your room is, “I’ll meet you there.”

Jeongguk rushes out of his room, doing his best to remain as quiet as possible. He slips into your room and rushes to the side of your bed, turning on your lamp and shaking your arm, “(Y/n)!”

“Wha-?!” You sit up fast, eyes looking around your room in confusion. It takes you a second to get your bearings, but it doesn’t explain why Jeongguk is in your room when it’s still dark out, “Jeongguk, what are you doing in my room it’s-…?” You turn to your bedside table and read the numbers on the clock, your eyes widening in surprise, “It’s just after midnight!”

“Jin’s here! He needs our help!” He whisper yells, pulling at your good arm.

You shake your head in confusion, “What are you talking about? Why is he here in the middle of the night?”

“Because he’s actually Santa! Did you know that?” He asks, “He’s delivering presents and he wants us to help! You need to get up.”

The notion didn’t even register with you, but now you’re starting to see where he’s going with this. Although, this only makes you think the baker has an unhealthy obsession that you didn’t mean to uncover and now it’s coming back to haunt you,

You sigh and throw your covers off to the side, “Okay, you need to go back to sleep, you’re being-“ You’re halfway out of your bed when you look up and see Jin standing a few feet away, close to your very closed window, “-ridiculous.”

Your eyes look between him, Jeongguk, and your still closed window, but there isn’t enough time for both Jeongguk and Jin to wait for you, “I’ll let Jin explain. I’m going to grab our shoes and coats!”

Jeongguk leaves, and you’re left sitting in front of Jin in your pajamas. You never even heard him come in the door or through the window. And you’re pretty damn sure he wasn’t there when you first looked around your room.

You reach into your nightstand and pull out the Math textbook you never burned. You get up from your bed and hold it out towards him, almost as if your warning him not to make any sudden movements. He puts his arms up, letting you threaten him with a book while you check your window.

Locked.

That doesn’t make the situation anything close to better, and you turn yourself - and your makeshift weapon - to the man in your room, “What are you doing here?”

“I need your help.” He says calmly.

“And you couldn’t text me?” You ask.

“I don’t have your number, remember? Besides, this had to be done in person-” He’s cut off by a few thuds on the roof, followed by a muffled grunting noise of an animal. He chuckles nervously, “Easier to explain.”

You narrow your eyes and gently set your book down, narrowing your eyes at him in warning before you turn your back to him. You unlock your window, throwing another look over your shoulder to make sure he’s still in the same spot. You carefully open your second story window and stick your head outside, finally hearing the small jingling of bells and sporadic grunts that come from your roof. If it wasn’t for a carrot rolling off and just barely missing you, you’d probably think you were dreaming.

You turn back to Jin, unsure what to believe. On the one hand, this would make much more sense than an unhealthy obsession that he never talks about. Most people talk about their unhealthy obsessions to justify why they’re not unhealthy. But the theatrics are a bit much to just be pulling a prank on you.

Jin seems to realize this as well.

“Here-“ Just as he’d done before with Jeongguk, he holds his hands out, flat in front of him. The glittering sphere reappears again, only this time it’s a hat and a scarf. Your eyes are wide in shock and realization that this is - in fact - very real, “This might convince you.”

Hesitantly, you reach out and take them from him. You feel the soft fabric, and ensure that what you just saw wasn’t a magic trick. But even the best magician’s couldn’t do whatever it was he just did.

You laugh in disbelief, “You could’ve explained the other day when I found your workshop. You being Santa makes way more sense than a really weird obsession with Santa.”

“Well, I’m not Santa. My Dad is.“ He corrects.

Suddenly, his tense relationship with his father over his job makes sense, “I see why he doesn’t like your occupation choices.”

“Yeah…But he’s sick and he needs my help, and-“ He doesn’t want to come off as pitiful, but he can’t help it. He needs help and he hates that. “I really can’t do this alone.”

Despite his behavior from the other day, you know he wouldn’t come and ask you for help if he didn’t need it. That doesn’t mean you’re going to make this any easier on him, though, “Fine. But I expect a full apology when we’re done. And hot chocolate!”

“Done.” He agrees.

“Here-!“ Jeongguk enters your room, carrying both pairs of shoes and coats in a hurry. You try not to waste anytime. You throw on the hat and scarf Jin made before slipping on your coat and shoes. You button up your coat, stopping to make sure Jeongguk is just as bundled as you are before you start the night ahead of you. However, it’s looking from the small roof outside of your window to the roof of your house that stopsyou in your tracks.

“So, how do we get on the roof?” You ask. You stick your head out the window again, but you’re not sure how Christmas Magic actually works.

“Well, as magical as I am, I figured a ladder might help.” He answers, knocking on your window 3 times.

From your roof, you see Namjoon’s familiar head peek over the side of the roof. He has something rolled up in his hands, and he looks slightly offended.

“You figured?!” He repeats? He turns over his shoulder, “Jimin, the ladder was my idea, right?”

Jimin makes his own appearance as well, a knowing, mischievous smile gracing his lips, “I’m pretty sure it was, Namjoon~”

“Will you two stop being cheeky? We still need it!” Jin scolds. You turn to him and he shrugs, slightly amused, “So, maybe I had some help from the peanuts section.”

They two elves drop the ladder and hook it to the sleigh, pulling on it twice before giving the go ahead. Jin has Jeongguk go up first, holding onto him with one hand until he can’t hold on any longer. Then he has you go next, doing the same for you, and climbing up after.

Namjoon puts his hand out in front of you, “Let me give you a hand, (Y/n).”

“Thanks.” You take his hand, and he helps you the rest of the way up. The first thing you notice - besides his ears - are the lines of reindeer standing patiently on your roof. Behind them, is a big, red sleigh, polished and shining in the moonlight.

Jeongguk is petting a reindeer closest to the sleigh, his eyes alight with excitement and wonder, “This is so cool…”

“Yeah, it’s okay.” Jin agrees as if reindeer and sleighs are perfectly normal. Then again, for him, this is completely normal.

“So, what do you need us to do?” You ask.

Jin pats his pockets before he reaches in and pulls out a device you’ve never seen before. It looks like a tablet, but a bit more rustic than what you’re used to seeing. He holds it out to you, “I need you to help me navigate and check the list. I can’t miss anyone.”

Jeongguk bounces over to Jin, excited for his own assignment as well, “And me?” He asks.

“You are going to help Namjoon and Jimin sort presents as they come through the big bag for the stops and get them into a smaller bag for me.” He explains, pointing to the back of his sleigh where a big bag is loosley open, “Think you can do that?”

Jeongguk nods, “Absolutely!”

“Perfect!”

“Alright-“ Jimin comes rushing from the front of the Reindeer lines, holding a gadget of his own in his hands, “-the Christmas Window is going to open up soon. We need to be going so we can get to the first stop before then.”

“Right. Everyone hop in!“ Namjoon and Jimin hop in first, stepping on the flat part of the runner where it connects to the base of the sleigh, and diving into the back of the sleigh.

Jimin pops up from the back and reaches down with both hands, “Jeongguk, you’re back here.”

“Sweet!” He cheers, following in their footsteps and taking Jimin’s outstretched hands, letting him pull him into the back.

Jin takes a step up just as the others had, but he climbs into the front seat instead of hopping into the back. He turns back and offers you his gloved hand, “(Y/n).”

You let him help you up, looking around the front before you take a seat. You pat the cushion below you, but you don’t feel anything hiding in between them, “Does this thing have a seatbelt?”

“I asked the same thing on my first ride.” He chuckles, settling into the seat next to you. He doesn’t move to buckle himself in, only grabs onto the reins in front of him.

“Is that a no?” You ask.

He laughs to himself and lets go of the reins, opening his arms for you to move in closer, “I’d sit as close to me as possible.”

You think about it for a moment, but looking at the open space to climb up and down with no door makes it a pretty easy decision, “Yeah, okay.”

You slide in close to him and he wraps his arm around you, trapping you in with the reins. He turns over his shoulder, “Namjoon. Jimin, you have him, right?”

Namjoon and Jimin tighten their grip on Jeongguk’s coat, “Locked and loaded!” Jimin assures him.

“Alright-“ Jin turns back to his line, tugging gently on the reins to get their attention. You can feel him take a deep breath before he snaps the reins twice, “Hike!” The immediate pull from the front has you hitting the back of the seat. Jin barely registers the motion, but he pulls you in closer.

You lift off of your roof and into the air, quickly gaining altitude by the second. Jeongguk cheers behind you, his voice shouting in your ear, “This is awesome!”

You level out, but the speed doesn’t change. However, the view from the sky is absolutely stunning. Seeing the streets and the lights from above, it’s like being on a plane but more calming. The wind in your hair doesn’t even whip like you’d think it would. It waves lightly in the air, like the magic that makes the sleigh run keeps you from feeling all the negative effects that come with it.

“Like what you see?” Jin asks, laughing at your bewildered expression.

“This is-” You pause. There’s only so many words you can use to describe what you’re experiencing now, and there’s really only one that fits, “-magical.”

“It’s incredible!” Jeongguk pipes up, yelling in your ear again.

“Jimin! What’s the countdown look like?” Jin asks. He takes the reins in one hand, but he keeps his arm around you, grabbing onto your coat while he turns back.

“We’re 40 minutes out from the Christmas Window!” He answers, turning the gadget from before towards Jin so he can see for himself. The screen is lit up with a classic radar, a blue dot glowing near the right side of the screen. Jimin points to it, “If we keep at this speed, we should make it right on time.”

“Good.”

Jeongguk grabs onto the back of the front seat and rests his head on the cushion, “What’s the Christmas Window?” He asks.

“Have you seen that Doctor Strange movie?” Namjoon asks.

Jeongguk nods, “Yeah.”

“Well, those scenes where they go through a portal and enter an alternate reality that can’t affect the real world, is very similar to the Christmas Window.” Jimin explains.

This peaks your interest, and you turn just enough to look back at the two elves, “Really?”

Jimin nods, “Yeah, but time slows here. What would take a normal 24 hours only ends up taking maybe less than half of that!”

“But what about the people that aren’t asleep?” Jeongguk asks.

“Well, that’s why no one’s ever caught Santa.” Namjoon explains, “We set them in the alternate reality and they appear when everyone is finally asleep.”

“Woah! So, you really do know when we’re asleep and when we’re awake…” Jeongguk realizes.

“And when you’re watching from your window,” Jin adds, mentioning the other night when you’d watched him from your window.

Your mouth opens in surprise and you tap his chest with the back of your hand, “Says the person who almost dropped his food because he was so excited that he tripped!”

He shrugs, “What can I say? I had a great night!” He laughs when you tap him again, and you huff in frustration and embarrassment. You’d been caught and you didn’t even know it.

“I’d make yourselves comfortable,” Jin advises, adjusting himself so he can rest his arms on his - and your - leg, “We have a long night ahead of us.”

And he wasn’t kidding. After you passed through the Christmas Window - a glowing show of colors very similar to the northern lights - you got right to work in helping. You assuring Jin stops at every home and checking them off as you go, and Jeongguk helping to ensure the presents make it to the right place. There were quite a few moments where Jin would have more than 1 bag - sometimes more than 5! You’d wondered how he could even fit down a chimney like that, but you were very surprised to learn that he didn’t need a chimney to get where he was going.

“No, my many greats grandfather almost got caught and he tried to hide in the chimney.” Jin explained while prepping to go into an apartment building. He chuckles to himself, “Needless to say, it didn’t actually work for him.”

You can easily see why this job in particular is one he wouldn’t want to do. It’s a huge responsibility, and so much time and effort goes into one night that gets crunched into such a short amount of time. You could see how stressed he was after each stop. And no matter how much you reassured him that everything was good and that everything had been done correctly, it still worried him that it wasn’t enough. The worry and the stress didn’t leave his body until they made it to the very last stop and finished with no presents left.

No presents left meant no mess-ups. No mess-ups meant he actually did it. You could see the pure joy and the utter relief that flooded over him as soon as he could put his bag in the back of the sleigh with the others and sit down for the rest of the night.

“You did great, Jin.” You assure him, placing a gentle hand over his. He looks at your hands and you squeeze his, “I think your parents will be very proud.”

“You really think so?” He asks.

You nod, “I do.”

“I’m sure they will too, but we should probably get going.” Jimin chimes in, shoving his tablet in your faces. He points to the time clocks and notes that there’s only 20 minutes before the Window closes, and merely hours before sunrise back in your hometown, “We should probably get going. Like, now.”

“Right!” Jin agrees. He agrees and grabs the reins, doing one final check of everything and everyone before he tugs at the reins, “We still need to return the sleigh.”

This takes you by surprise. You thought you’d be going home once you were done, “What?”

“No time to talk!” Jin yells, ignoring your confusion with a cheeky smile. He snaps the reins twice, Hike!”

—-

Entering into the North Pole is a lot like when you entered the Window, only you feel 8 times warmer once you pass through the lights.

“Why is it so warm?” Jeongguk asks, pulling at the scarf around his neck.

“It’s the Cap. It keeps all the wind out and the heat locked in.” Namjoon explains.

“And the snow?” You ask.

Jimin laughs, “That’s just some good old Christmas Magic!”

“Elf 1 to Santa 2, do you read me?” A childish voice echoes through the speaker in front of you.

It takes you by surprise, but Jin treats it like it’s nothing. He picks up the microphone attached to it and speaks into it, “I hear you, Yeonjun. Loud and clear.”

“Is that a kid?” You ask when he pulls the device away from his mouth.

“We elves come in various shapes and sizes despite popular belief,” Jimin explains from behind you.

“Still just as intelligent!” Namjoon adds.

Jimin laughs, “Yeah, but not always graceful!”

Another crackle comes over the speaker, “The year’s closing ceremony is going to start as soon as you hit the ground. Fireworks are going to pass in 3, 2-“

He trails off and you turn to Jin in confusion, “Fireworks?”

As soon as you ask, you hear a pop from down below. Seconds later, a sizzle flys by the sleigh and explodes into the sky. It makes you jump, and Jin moves the hand holding you to your head to cover your ear, “Fireworks.”

A few more fireworks rattle off and you can hear the distant sound of cheering echoing below you, “Landing team is ready for you, Santa 2. Keep the line straight.”

“You got it.” Jin puts the microphone back and takes the reins with both hands again, “Whoa! Easy!”

The landing is much better than landing on rooftops, especially as you continue on in one smooth glide. No longer flying, the reindeer continue to pull the sleigh into the crowd of cheering elves. There are noise makers and confetti, and you watch on in amazement as they all shout their cheers and cry in joy of what looks to be another successful Christmas.

Everything looks so big compared to what you were imagining, and the life is even bigger! It’s like any other city you’ve ever been to, but somehow more beautiful than anything you’ve seen before.

“You left here?” You ask, turning to Jin as he waves to the crowd.

He shrugs, “The charm wears off after a while.”

The reindeer take you all the way to the stables, where a team of elves immediately come to take care of the reindeer. Namjoon and Jimin hop off the back of the sleigh, the both of them helping Jeongguk to climb out as well.

Jin stands up and exits the sleigh on his side, hopping down to the dirt floor of the stable. He turns back and offers a hand to you, “Need a hand?” You nod, accepting his offer and climbing down after him. Elves climb into the sleigh as soon as you’re out of it, but Jin isn’t looking to stick around, “Follow me.”

He leads you out of the stables and into a hallway, Jimin, Namjoon, and Jeongguk trailing behind you all the way to a bigger, second story deck. It overlooks a huge work area filled with machines much like the ones in Jin’s workshop. Not many people are walking around, only a few remain down below either dancing or talking with one another.

Jin tugs at your hand, pulling you to the left so you can continue on. He leads you to another hallway, one that winds and turns and morphs into something a bit more homey. It’s pristine, and it’s dressed like someone would a hall in their home. It isn’t until you pass a framed family photo on the wall that you realize this is a hall in a home.

Jin comes to a stop just outside a set of double doors at the end of the hall. He raises his hand to knock, but he doesn’t get the chance before it’s opened for him.

The woman from the photos you’d seen in his workshop comes out with her arms open wide, “Seokjin! You did it! I’m so proud of you.” She immediately throws them over Jin’s shoulders, and he drops your hand to hold onto her

He takes a deep breathe, letting out tension he probably didn’t know he was even holding onto, and closes his eyes, “Thanks, Mom.”

She pulls away from her son and gently pushes him to the side so she can look behind him, her eyes landing on a still very awake Jeongguk, “And who do we have here?”

“This is Min Jeongguk,” Jin introduces.

“Oh! Wait, let me guess. I know this…” She holds out a hand to stop her son from telling her anymore. With her eyes closed, she thinks for a moment. She nods to herself, “Min Jeongguk. Age: 10 and youngest of your siblings. Favorite color: Red. And- ” She nods her head back and forth before coming to an agreement with herself and opening her eyes, “-You want a nerf gun for Christmas.”

“That’s me!” He nods in excitement.

“Yes,” Jin agrees. He turns to you and places a hand on his mother’s shoulder to turn her attention to you, “And this is Min (Y/n).”

You become rigid, standing up tall when you meet his mother’s eyes. You muster up a nervous smile, “Hello.”

She looks you up and down, thinking to herself once again before she nods her head and smiles, “Hello dear.”

“How’s Dad?” Jin asks.

“He’s just inside. Why don’t you go and talk to him?” His mother suggests.

He looks hesitant at first, but you give him an encouraging smile when he looks to you. That seems to do the trick, “Yeah. I’ll be right back.”

He steps inside the room, softly closing the door behind him so he can speak with his father.

“Well, I think we deserve an award for all of our hard work.” Jimin muses, raising his arms high above his head as he stretches. He turns to Jeongguk and elbows him, “You want some cookies, kid?”

“Absolutely, I do!” Jeongguk is quick to walk off with both Jimin and Namjoon, leaving you alone with Jin’s mother.

Mrs. Claus.

Mrs. Kim?

You’re not really sure.

“So, do you go by Mrs. Claus? Or…?” You ask, trying to break the ice.

“Mrs. Kim is just fine with me.” She assures you, “I hear you were quite the help tonight?”

You nod, “Yes, ma’am! I tried my best, at least.”

“Our best really is all we can do,” She says, “A lot of people tend to forget that sometimes.”

“Well, that’s what makes us human.” You add.

“Very true.” She agrees, “Just like misunderstandings make us human as well.”

“You know about all that?” You ask, slightly nervous.

“I check in every now and then,” She shrugs. She looks to the door behind her and chuckles, “Don’t tell Jin, but Jimin loves to gossip.”

“Oh, I’m sure he already knows.” You joke.

“My son isn’t fond of this life. I’m well aware of that and so is my husband. We can keep on by ourselves for a while more, but we don’t know when we’ll have to pass the torch.” She explains, “I’m worried that I’ll end up leaving him a legacy that he can’t appreciate.”

She seems more upset that she’s forcing Jin into a life that she knows he doesn’t want, than she is about him not wanting to continue with the family business. You can tell this is something that’s been hurting her for a while.

“I don’t think it’s appreciating what you do that’s the problem. I think he’s more fearful of what it takes to do this,” You explain, trying not to overstep any boundaries, “I don’t think he would have started his shop if he didn’t enjoy this environment.”

She manages a smile, “That’s what I thought as well.”

“I think, whether or not Jin will admit it, that he likes this job. It just brings him so much anxiety and worry that he can’t bring himself to do it every day, all day, year after year,” You reason. From what you’ve seen, Jin enjoys talking to people and relations to them and making them happy. Being Santa doesn’t give him the option to be personal. Not to mention, it gives him extreme anxiety over being perfect that he doesn’t have at BE. You sigh, “I think he just wants to be able to step away from it all when it’s done, but he knows he won’t be able to do that when the suit finally gets handed to him.”

She nods in understanding, “You understand him.”

“I wouldn’t say that…” You awkwardly chuckle. While Jin may be perfect in the eyes of your family, he’s the troublesome one in his own. You mostly feel like the black sheep of yours, but you still get the problems he’s having. “I think the two of us just have more similarities than we’d care to admit.”

“Even so-“ She places a gentle hand on your arm, “-I’m glad he’s found someone like you that he can turn to.”

You smile, “I’m happy to know him.”

“Just promise that you’ll work it out. Even though he’s stubborn and prideful and you want to hit him around-“ you can only assume that he probably gets that from his father, ”-please talk with him.”

“I will.” You promise.

The door to his parent’s room opens and his mother chuckles, “Speak of the devil.”

He smiles shyly, seemingly in a much better mood than he’d been in before, “Good talk?” You ask.

“Yeah. It was…” He nods. He looksdown the hall and tilts his head in confusion, “Where’d they go?”

You scoff, “The terrible 2 took Jeongguk for cookies.”

“Well, at least it’s on the way.” He sighs. He should’ve known the two would do something like that even on a time crunch.

“You can’t stay?” Mrs. Kim asks, slightly disappointed that she doesn’t get as much time with her son.

“No, I need to get them home before sunrise.” She nods in understanding, but the disappointment is clearly written across her face. Jin takes her hands and squeezes it, “I’ll make time to come back and visit, though.”

“Good.” She pulls him into a hug, squeezing him tight in her embrace before letting him go and dusting off his coat, “I’ll let you get on your way then.” She turns to you and smiles, “It was nice meeting you.”

You nod, “You as well.” She squeezes your shoulder one more time and disappears into her room, leaving you alone with Seokjin.

He nods in the direction you came from, holding his first step until you follow. “I hope she didn’t spill anything too embarrassing.” He jokes.

“Nothing that you wouldn’t put in your personal diary.” You tease.

He laughs, “Oh, good.”

“She was just telling me how proud she is of you, that’s all.” You say, telling mostly the truth. He accepts that and you bump his arm for how his conversation went, “Your Dad?”

“He said something similar,” He shrugs, “He still doesn’t like my decision.”

“You really just need to do what’s best for you.” You reason.

“Right.” He nods.

You continue to walk in silence, the only sound coming from your footsteps. It’s when you near the end of the hall that he stops you, “Listen-“

“Don’t.” You interupt, already knowing what he was going to say.

He seems surprised, especially since an apology was one of your terms, “But your apology-”

“I don’t need it. I already know.” You assure him. You know he’s sorry, and you don’t need an apology when you can see it every time he looks at you, “I’m just ready to go home and get back to bed.”

“Right.” He nods. He throws an arm over your shoulder and sighs, “I guess we better go and find your brother before he eats everything in the kitchens.”

——

As soon as you got back this morning, you made sure to put your coats and shoes back exactly where Jeongguk found them. You managed to make it 3 hours before your Mother normally wakes up on Christmas morning, and you were absolutely going to cherish those 3 hours of sleep you could get. But of course, as soon as it hit 7:30 in the morning, Bora was knocking down everyone’s doors

Getting out of bed was rough for you, but it was even rougher for Jeongguk. Hoseok and Yoongi had to physically slide him down the stairs and into the living room just so he would be there to open presents. Jin wouldn’t have to worry too much about Jeongguk blabbing to anyone at this rate.

You have to admit, opening presents just has a different feel to it after all the work you did last night. Seeing what everyone got and watching them show it off with absolute joy just filled you with happiness. You can definitely see the appeal of being Santa.

Though you definitely weren’t expecting your own present from Santa. You knew everyone had got one, but you completely forgot that even Santa’s helpers get surprises every now and then. Wrapped in a light blue wrapping paper, you opened up a new apron with your name embroidered in beautiful gold lettering. Its sides were decorated with moments that only you knew about, and anyone looking at it wouldn’t immediately be able to tell that it’s all telling a story.

Of course, only one person really knew about everything you did, and you’d be sure to thank him before you leave. For now, you continue to make use of your new gift as you help your Mom make lunch.

“Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock~” Your Mom sings, swaying to the music that blares from the living room.

You hum next to her, “Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring~”

“Snowin’ and blowin’ up bushels of fun!” Bora sings as well, sitting at the table with one of her new toys.

Right on the rest, a shot from a nerf gun rings out, followed by Jeongguk, “Now the jingle hop has begun!”

“Did you just shoot me?! You brat!” Yoonji yells from the living room. You can hear Jeongguk’s feet running up the stairs, followed very closely by Yoonji, “Get back here and fight me like a man!”

Your home is as alive as ever.

The doorbell rings, barely being heard over the music, but Yoongi just makes it out, “I got it!” He calls out, your Mother thanking him from the kitchen. He gets up, shoving his phone in his pocket. When he gets to the window to check who it is, he curses, “He can’t be serious…”

He opens the door, revealing a large bouquet of flowers with legs. Behind the petals however, he can just make out the dark hair of a very familiar baker, “Good afternoon.” He greets from behind his wall of petals.

Yoongi scoffs, “I’m assuming you’re here to grovel at her feet?” He asks, eyeing the man behind the bouquet.

“Grovel, beg, plead, cry-“ Jin move the flowers just enough so Yoongi can see his face, “I’ll do anything.”

“Unfortunately-“ Hoseok chimes in, appearing after seeing the bouquet from his spot on the couch, “-in this house we break legs.”

“What?!” Jin asks, stunned by such a severe punishment, “Why both?”

“I wouldn’t fight it. I tried that already.” Taehyung sighs, appearing just behind Hoseok.

Hoseok nods, “He’s right. Them’s the rules.”

“Can’t you just do one?” Jin asks.

Yoongi shakes his head, “Non-negotiable.”

By themselves, all 3 men at the door are harmless. But together? They’re a scary trio staring back at him. And judging by the looks on their faces, they seem very serious about breaking both limbs.

Thankfully, you come to his rescue before any bodily harm can be done to him, “Alright! That’s enough! Don’t scare him off.”

Yoongi shakes his hands and carefully takes two steps back, “Hey, I’m just pulling a big brother.”

“Well, I will thank you after I talk to him.” You assure him, patting him on the shoulder for his “great work” as you pass him. You grab the door handle and nod to all three men, “Thank you very much, boys.”

You pull the door shut, only wearing your house slippers, pajamas, and the new apron you were gifted. You’re not very concerned by your attire, but Jin is, “Don’t you want to get a coat first? You’ll freeze out here.”

You shake your head and wave him off, “I’ll be fine.”

“No. Here-“ He pushes the bouquet he brought into your hands and pulls off his hat and scarf, placing them on you instead, “At least keep the heat trapped somewhere.”

“You know, you’ve given us a lot of clothing. Someone might get the wrong idea,” You tease, a blush rising to his cheeks.

“Hey, I’ve gotta make my move one piece of fabric at a time.” He laughs.

“Why are you here, anyway? I thought we worked this out yesterday?” You ask, thinking that your fight the other day had been settled.

“No, you saw me acting like a kicked puppy and brushed it off, but I don’t want to brush it off.” He says, “I owe you an apology for overreacting, and I want you to actually hear me say that I’m sorry for my actions. I don’t want you to think I won’t own up to my mistakes for you.”

“Well, I’m sorry too,” You apologize, “You never told me I was allowed to go into the workshop. I overstepped, and that was on me.”

“I can’t really blame you for wanting to help me,” He chuckles. He looks you over once and smiles, “I see you got your apron from Santa. Do you like it?”

“I love it!” You tell him, “The detailing on the side is just beautiful.”

Jin smiles, “I was hoping you’d notice that. My Dad helped me with that one when I spoke to him and I sent Jimin early on to place it under your tree before everyone woke up.”

“Well, it’s gorgeous,” You assure him. You look down and squeeze the bottom of it, “I’ll cherish it for a long time.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” He reaches behind his back and pulls out a small, wrapped gift, a dusting of glitter falling off of it as he presents it to you, “But I also got this for you. From me and not Santa.”

You adjust the bouquet in your arms and accept his gift. The first thing you notice about it is the mistletoe sticking out from the ribbon, “Is this mistletoe? Like, real mistletoe?” You ask.

“We grow it in the greenhouses back home,” He explains.

You carefully take it off and place it in the chest pocket of your apron. You push the ribbon off to the side and hold it with one of your fingers so you can open the box. Inside it is a silver necklace shaped like a reindeer with its antlers shaped into a heart. It’s small and subtle, and it’s something he didn’t have to do.

“What do you think?” He asks, nervously rocking back and forth on his feet.

“I love it, Jin,” You answer honestly. You place the lid back on the box and let the ribbon hang loosely off the box. You didn’t ask him to come and do this, you didn’t have to. You were fine to just let him slide this time. He knew that, but it wasn’t good enough for him. He’s showing you exactly how much you mean to him, and he’s honestly left you speechless, “I don’t know what to say.”

“I know you only have a few days left in town, but maybe I could take you out on a date before you go home?” He suggests. He thinks of something and it makes him chuckle before he explains further, “As long as that’s okay with your work wife, of course?”

“I don’t think Joy would mind.” You shrug, knowing damn well Joy will want to know every detail when you get back, “I’d love to go on a date with you.”

“Tomorrow? I’ll pick you up at 6?” He asks, wanting to make sure that what works for him works for you.

You nod, “Sounds like a date.”

He nods in agreement, and it’s like neither one of you knows what to do now. Before you’d make jokes, and now you’re acting like lovesick teenagers going to a school dance together.

A cold wind blows and you shiver, waking Jin up from his bout of excitement. He clears his throat and starts to step back off of your porch, “You’re freezing. I should probably go and let you get back to your family time, but-” He stops and smiles up at you again, “I’ll see you tomorrow..”

He turns before you can say anything. You want to say more, you just don’t know what to say. But if you can’t say it, then you can show it, “Hey Jin!”

“Yeah?” He asks, stopping and turning back to you.

You set down the gifts he brought you and step up to the edge of the porch, “I didn’t get you a present.”

“Oh! I don’t need a present-“

“Will this do?” You interrupt, pulling the mistletoe out of your apron and holding it above your head. It’s the only thing you can think of to show him how you feel instead of telling him. It’s honestly the most forward you’ve ever been for anyone. You didn’t think you could be this terrified to do something, even though you know the feelings are mutual.

It takes Jin a second to realize what you’re suggesting, but it doesn’t take him much longer to get his feet moving. With long strides, he rushes back to you. He steps up on the step below you, cupping your face with both of his hands, and pulling you into a long-awaited kiss. You hold onto the front of his shirt, holding onto his shirt to steady yourself so you can deepen the kiss.

A muffled scream comes from the window at the door and you pull away, seeing Bora peeking out the window. Someone swipes her from behind, pulling her away to give you some privacy.

Jin doesn’t mind though, he just chuckles, “I guess your family got their wish.”

“Yeah, so did I,” You respond before wrapping your arms over his shoulders and pulling him into another kiss.

~ FIN ~

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francenemolove · 1 year ago

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Mated To You

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I think you need to get here Y/N, she’s been acting violently! No one can come near her. We all tried but she kept mumbling want her – want her. You were the one that took her here so I believe you’re the one she’s asking for muttered Jisoo exasperatedly.

Thanks for telling me Soo, I’ll be there in five with that said she took her keys and ran to her car to get to the sanctuary.

Warnings/Tags: Hybrid Universe, Snake hybrid Yoonji, Shemale Reader, Female Yoonji, Blood, Violence, Trauma, Angst, Tsundere Yoonji, Baby girl Yoonji, Caring and loving Reader, Fluff, Explicit Smut.

The room smelled of booze,cigarettes and sweat. Oh what will Yoonji give for her to breath fresh air than smelling the same old shit everyday. She should get use to it since she’s been in this place ever since she was 14, and yet she can’t. Her human nose can’t tolerate much of the smell, then how much more her animal side?

Hey! Snakey! Get up! Your turn to make us money the man said grossly towards her cell. What a disgusting piece of shit she thought.

Without a word she got up from where she was and went through her cell door. The moment she stepped out she held the man’s hand and hissed. He attempted to slap her ass for a long time now, but given she was a hybrid her instincts and reflexes were much more keen making her alert in situations such as this one.

The man chuckled while he ripped his hand away from her and said You’re still saving yourself for someone that doesn’t exist? What made you think that your gonna get out of here Slut!? If I were you, you reserve that hostility of yours and finally accept the fact that this was home, this is home and this will be home forever until you die. then left while laughing maniacally.

Hearing that from him made every hair in Yoonji’s body rise, she’s not stupid and that she knows she will not be leaving this hellhole soon but at least she still hopes that someday by what miracle and mercy the God’s above will finally let her live in peace.

Ever since Yoonji was bought from the black market she was brought to a world so cruel. Her new owner is notorious for his multiple chain of underground fight clubs and drug and sex den. He’s in this business for so long and no matter how vile this man was, he wasn’t taken away specially since his clients are elite people wanting to waste their money on shitty things. She actually don’t know who’s much worse, her owner for operating and managing this shit or those rich snobs just wanting a good time from other people’s suffering – oh wait a hybrids suffering. There were so many nights that she thought and hoped of just being an animal than being half man and half freak. Then maybe people will be kinder to her. Because she’d heard people loving her kind but of course when they only eat, sleep and slither. Not someone like her who needs to eat, sleep, talk, think, be cared for and most of all loved.

It’s the third round and there was only a minute left. A lot of people were getting frustrated because they bet a lot of money on the dog hybrid that she was fighting with. Well for the record they should not have underestimated Yoonji. She was the most prized hybrid by her master for a reason. People always expected her to be a joke whenever they send in big and bulky hybrids as her opponent just to be surprised that with just a couple of punches and kicks they are knock out (Well she can’t blame them. She is tiny, only around 124 cm). This always make her opponents chuckle, they always mistake her for a cat hybrid because of her small face, cat like eyes and tiny nose but a quick look at her back and see her slim, scaly and tiny tail they will know. A lot wanted to have her as their pet but Yoonji always shows them that she can’t be messed with. She is feisty and lethal, as she is part snake and not just any normal snake she’s a Namaqua dwarf adder. This kind of snakes are known to be the smallest yet the most venomous of all snakes. They have retractable fangs that they use to trick their prey into thinking that they are harmless, but bites them when they have locked on their target. Yoonji on the other hand despite how deadly her venom is, never used that on any of her opponents because at the end of the day they are all just being used in the underground arena for rich assholes satisfaction. They are all just willing to do everything to survive.

The sound of her opponent knocked out on the ring was the only thing she heard and then the burst of shouting and applause filled the place. She won once again making that her 36th win.

You never fail to amaze me Ji he whispered on her ear.

She was sitted in the corner of her cage. You might think that since she was the champion and the boss's favorite money maker, she was treated like royalty. Wrong, she was treated worse of all worse. The man made an agreement with her the first time she won. The agreement was about her being his regular fighter and his slut. He promised to give her all the money and pleasure she can ever ask for but Yoonji didn't like the idea of it and the next thing the man knew was pain and a bloody nose. Yoonji broke his nose. She was beaten near to death, but he realized that he can't get rid of her right away since she can make him a lot of money. She was not given food for a week. Her cuts were infected. Only after a week of her being kept in her cage did he made her Crack and obey him that she was going to be his Ultimate fighter. Because no matter how badly they wanted to fuck her and make her his slut he learned that it was something Yoonji can never give. In Yoonji’s mind her chastity was the only thing she can offer her mate. If ever she meets them someday. It was silly, she knows but a tiny part of her hoped that she will get out of this place and live her life free and happy with her mate.

Can I clean up now? she queried.

Sure, sure sweetheart, a moment. I just wanted to say that .. since you're a lady now, I believe that it's about time that you get breeded so that you can produce champion fighters in the future too.

What an imbecile, she thought.

And what made you think that all throughout the years that you've asked me to be your slut did I say yes? she hissed.

You were this close bitch. He snarled nearing her. (Telling her how close she was to loosing the fight that happened awhile ago). This close to loosing, I can't afford that. I can't afford having a dead hybrid. So sweetheart, if ever you die and you gave me your children then at least I have something to sell and tell people that their fucking mother was a freak but at least she was a fucking great fighter. He persuaded.

Do you get me? he questioned.

Maybe you really lost your brain a long time ago that's why you can't comprehend the bullshit you just told me. She spoke coldy.

Raising his hand he slapped her hard that made her head face the other way.

You bitch! not because you've been making me money it means that you can just talk shit about me!. I think you need to remember that I'm the only one keeping you alive. He said while rolling his sleeves.

Y/N can you hear me?

Yes. She whispered.

We have our men inside the building now, they've seen the cages where they keep all of them. But the other one, we can't find her.

You mean the one who just fought? she whispered once again.

Yeah, but don't worry. Jimin's going to look for her and we're going to take care of her.

Alright, she sighed.

Her vision was spinning, everything was painful. After the beating she got from him, she was left in her cage again with no food, water or things to disinfect her wounds. She wanted to just keep her mouth shut at least that way she was given the things she needed first before being locked up again. But if she didn’t talk, then her master might assume that she’s going to agree to be a breeding machine.

She laid down and thought about the scent she smelt a couple weeks ago. The smell made her feel so relaxed it smelt like mint with a hint of citrus. Oh what she can give to smell it again, she thought. It was the reason why she have so much hope these days because she smelt her mate. And the moment she stepped on the ring, she smelt her again.

Overwhelmed with the pain she felt from being beaten, she closed her eyes and slept.

Big Man Choi is notorious. He’s known all over Korea, since he owns a lot of drug den and underground fighting rings. He’s someone that the T.A.L.R.H (The Association of Legal Rights for Hybrids) are so eager to imprison. No matter how vile and cruel he was the government took a blind eye on his case. Well, people are fickle minded. They are shown an ample amount of fortune that Big Man Choi has, and they cave in right away. Years gone by people became humane and understood that hybrids are not to be treated unfairly. People grow to care, love and fight for hybrids ever since the first human was bound and mated to a hybrid did they learn that we are all equal. Living in this world hoping and yearning to have a happy, satisfying and peaceful life.

And with this change, The Association of Legal Rights for Hybrids was made. It was made by the President because he wanted to prove to his daughter that he accepted the hybrid mate his daughter was given. It was a joke at first since not a lot of people was open with the idea of being mated to a hybrid but when this movement was created a lot of human – hybrid couples were brave enough to show that they are happy with their lives and that they should really make a change.

The Association was also headed by an intelligent, charming and respectable man named Kim Seokjin, who’s sole goal was to make Hybrids be part of society without fear for their future. Just a couple of years a lot of hybrid breeding facilities, drug dens, pleasure houses and underground fighting rings were shut down. Their owners and every man that partake in hybrid injustice was sent to prison. All hybrids that were rescued were rehabilitated, given the resources to have proper education, documents to prove their identity. Most hybrids now are living their best lives, working in their field of expertise. It’s such an amazing thing really but despite all of the great things happening, that’s just half of the population of hybrids and there are more yet to rescue.

After so many years, the T.A.L.R.H have intel about Big Man Choi. They will finally bring this man down. There was even a warrant that this man should be killed on sight if ever he tries to escape. Lawyer Kim Namjoon, did a great job in persuading the government and almost all people to want this man to finally perish.

An agent was assigned to gain more intel about the biggest underground fighting ring that Big Man Choi owned. It was difficult to get in because ever since humans learn to love hybrids, Choi’s people have to be meticulous and investigative about every client they will have. But there will always be a way through it.

Y/L/N Y/N was the person assigned. Other than the fact that she was an Elementary Teacher she was also the Captain of the H.P.F (Hybrid Protection Force). The moment she gained intel on how to enter the grounds, she made sure that she fits in with the rich snobs who are all looking for a fun time. She made them trust them, made friends and made unbreakable bonds as what they thought. They didn’t know that it will bring them to their demise.

The place was so loud, everyone cheering and betting on the hybrids fighting in the ring. It’s not a new scene specially in Y/N’s line of work. With her disguise she got in acting like one of the elites. It’s her second time in this specific underground ring and it’s her second time seeing the petite hybrid won another fight. The first time she saw her she won without any scratch on her but this time her opponent was unfairly larger than her, bulkier too. Despite how big and strong the other hybrid was, you can see that the petite one was an experienced fighter. She won again of course but she got of the ring with a bloody eyebrow and a busted lip. Y/N was expecting to see the petite hybrid fight like she was born to do it, because most of the hybrids they have rescued already embraced the lifestyle forced on them but not her, all her moves are calculated to effectively hit and disable her opponent for them to give up. Whenever her opponents tap out, she makes sure she let them go right away. She doesn’t abuse the power she has and just let them accept defeat in a professional way.

She’s still good, still humane. Y/N thought.

At least it will be easier to help her and give her a new life, she thought.

Everything was chaotic before the last fight started. While everyone was busy betting on the next hybrid, the guards were stupid enough to leave their posts that made Jimin and his team’s life easier. They had access on the cells where they keep all hybrids. With a lookout giving Jimin a signal that everything was clear, they freed all hybrids in their cell to the back exit where the H.P.F were. Once all hybrids were safe and secure, Jimin radiod Y/N to tell her that they got all of them except for one. The legendary Yoonji.

No worries Chim, I think I know where she is. While looking at a narrow hallway leading to whatever room Yoonji and Big Man Choi went to.

Y/N stared at Jungkook from across the room, she nodded and Jungkook understand what to do next.

Pretending to be drunk she stumbled upon the hallway and made her way there checking and making sure no one noticed. At the end of the hall she met face to face with the man himself.

This is a restricted area Ma’am, I suggest you go back to where the people were. He stated coldly.

Oh-my! Apologies darling, I was trying to look for a place to rest. I feel uncomfortable with the tight space and chairs you gave us! She scoffed.

The man didn’t respond right away, he saw this woman twice already. He recognized that she’s one of those wealthy elites who are in incognito so that their reputations won’t get ruined specially since hybrids have rights now. He also remembered that she’s one of those who made a bet on Yoonji, spending a huge sum of money on that Scaly slut! Not wanting to displease her he said “ Oh, my apologies Ma’am, what can I do to make your experience better here? He queried.

Well unfortunately, there isn’t anything you can do, I just needed to walk around since my feet are all stiff now she glared.

Not wanting to displease her anymore, he just nodded, bowed his head and walk away.

Annoying piece of shit she gritted. She turned her head subtly looking around to make sure no one’s watching her. She isn’t stupid though, she knows that the asshole, despite not being able to see him around, will still be suspicious of her. But her time was limited, she only have one hybrid to rescue. So with a deep sigh, she turned around and entered the narrow hallway. Making sure no one was tailing her. She reached the end of the hallway, she’s standing in front of a shabby looking door. Looking at it, she reached out and jiggled the door knob and of course it’s locked. Y/N was thinking of a way to open it when someone grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her so hard, gasping from the pain. She felt hot breath close to her ear saying:

What do you think are you doing sweetheart?

Craning her neck, she saw Big Man Choi’s disgusting grin. He smirked when he saw how she was looking at him with all disdain.

Why? What do you got in there? Something of importance?! She grit.

Yeah, you can say that, so no snooping around unless? He looked at her up and down and licked his bottom lip making Y/N shiver with how gross this man was.

She made an effort to shake off the annoyance she was experiencing with the man. She fumbled inside her thigh for her gun, which was fastened there. She grabbed it and gave the man an elbow to the stomach. He lost his balance and fell to the ground because he was hurt and startled by the attack.

Y/N shot Big Man Choi's right leg after seeing the man on the ground and becoming furious. The pain caused the man to shout. The remaining guards in the area were informed by it. She heard Jungkook's voice on her radio as she got ready for a gunfight.

Find the missing hybrid now! I have your back! He gave a command.

She fired twice at the doors' locks while remaining silent. Kicking the door open, she hurriedly scanned the room as she entered it and noticed a small lump in the position of a fetus on one of the room's corners. She approached her and made an effort to rouse the hybrid.

Hey, wake up, we have to leave right away.

When she saw the hybrid's condition, her voice lost its urgency and became hushed. Yoonji only sustained a busted lip and a few bruises before leaving the ring, but how? She appeared to be on the verge of dying. Y/N didn't have anytime left. So she put her arms underneath her and lifted her gently. She heard Yoonji hiss. So Y/N tried to comfort and assure her that she's safe. That she will be taken cared off and that starting from now, she will live a peaceful and happy life, away from all the abuse and violence she experienced.

Kook? I’ve got her, is the coast clear? She said on the radio. Waiting for a couple of minutes he responded.

The coast is clear, were all waiting for you outside!

While these was happening Y/N failed to see that the hybrid on her arms open her eyes briefly and released a sigh. Yoonji felt safe, happy and most of all she felt a tingly sensation throughout her body that made her want to giggle.

Opening her eyes, she was blinded by the bright lights that greeted her. Blinking a couple of times, she roused from the bed and scanned the place. Where was she? Why are there things on my arm? She thought. Unsure of everything, she whimpered… N-no! this can’t be! Her breathing getting heavy, W-what! T-take this o-of me! Don’t – d-don’t want this! D-don’t n-need this!!! She screamed on the top of her lungs. The door on her left slammed open and people in white rushed in to contain her.

Calm down sweetheart, you’re safe … you’re no longer there. A soft yet sad voice reach Yoonji’s ears.

G-get me o-out of this! I I don’t want this! Take it o-out please! She wailed.

You need it sweety, it will help you ease the pain from your bruises. Jisoo persuaded.

I-I DON’T NEED THEM! GET THIS FUCKING THING AWAY FROM ME!!! after letting out a loud scream, she felt a sharp pain from her neck. Her vision getting blurry despite that she still kept mumbling Pl-please, st-stop, want her. Please! N-need her, I-I need her! N-need her …

Waking up from the ringtone of her phone. Y/N picked it up right away.

H-hello? She yawned.

Y/N it’s me! I’m sorry for waking you up this late but, the hybrid you brought in is very aggressive! Says Jisoo exasperatedly.

Uh, Soo aren’t all hybrids that we rescue specially from underground dens aggressive? She queried with an eye roll.

Of course I know that! What I meant was the reptile hybrid you rescued, Yoonji? She’s so out of it. We already sedated her but whenever it wears out she goes back to being violent! Throwing things around, screaming and crying. B-but she was screaming only one thing. Jisoo’s voice turning into a whisper.

I think you need to get here Y/N, We all really tried but she kept mumbling want her – want her. You were the one that took her here so I believe you’re the one she is asking for muttered Jisoo.

Rubbing the sleep out of her face she responded. Thanks for telling me Soo, I’ll be there right away. With that said she took her keys and ran to her car to get to the sanctuary.

The scene that Y/N came upon was chaotic. The moment she saw the situation she got angry. Stepping inside the room, she saw that guards and nurses were on one side of the room and a scared but hostile Yoonji was pressed up against the corner of the room. Of course the hybrid will be like this given the situation that they are in: she’s in a new environment, with strangers who are ganging up on her. She will definitely feel defensive.

I know, what we are doing right now isn’t ideal, and I will allow you to get angry at me later but we didn’t have a choice. Jisoo said frantically.

Still looking at the hybrid, Y/N whispered. What do you want me to do then?

Before Jisoo can respond, Yoonji looked at Y/N. Her eyes dilated and her body automatically relaxed.

Y-you? She whimpered.

M-mate please. Please. Yoonji muttered, her lips quivering. She doesn’t know what she’s feeling. If she’s supposed to be happy to finally meet her other half or angry that her mate was not on her side protecting her and was still talking to the beautiful looking human beside her.

Y/N’s eyes doubled in size when she heard what Yoonji just uttered. Ma-mate? I’m your- you think I’m your mate? She mused.

Not leaving her eyes on the hybrid Jisoo nodded and said Yeah, that’s what I thought.

Still feeling overwhelmed with the situation but wanting to de escalate it. Y/N walked slowly towards Yoonji. The guards and nurses made way for her while she approaches the hybrid. As soon as Yoonji sees her walk towards her, her face lit up. She lifted her hands and reached out to her. When Y/N was a centimeter away from Yoonji’s outstretched hand she took it and held her hand so delicately. Her hand was rough, a lot of cuts and calluses from her years in the underground ring but despite that she felt so warm the moment their hands touch, like as if she was filled with something she didn’t know was missing before. Y/N looked up to finally look at Yoonji and the moment their eyes met she knew that Yoonji was not making up the mate thing. Y/N pulled Yoonji close, there was no resistance from Yoonji. She just melted from the hug that Y/N gave. She nuzzled on the crook of her neck and wrap her arms around her. After a few seconds of them hugging. Yoonji looked up at Y/N and whispered It’s you, it’s really you? I thought I’ll never get to meet you. After saying this the tears that were pooling finally fell. Gripping Y’N’s shirt tight Yoonji added ‘m happy to finally meet you. Y/N was left looking at her with all the love and affection she can ever give. She squeezed her, not tight enough just to assure Yoonji that she heard and acknowledges what she said. Lowering down her lips, she gave the hybrids head a soft peck and also whispered Me too.

I c-can’t believe this. I always knew that some part of me was missing, but I-I never thought that it was this? You know. Y/N whispered to Jisoo who was across from her. They are both in the room where Yoonji is in. The hybrid was fast asleep. After meeting Y/N, Yoonji felt safe enough to rest but given that she should be holding her mates’ hand. She’s been cuddling her hand for half an hour now, and whenever Y/N tries to take her hand back Yoonji will hold it in a vice grip so she just let it be.

And I believe you’re relieved with the situation?. Jisoo asked her while arching her brow at her friend. Y/N nodded and smiled while looking at her Yoonji.

That’s great then. I think you have to stay for a bit longer since she wont let you go huh? Jisoo mused, while Y/N giggled like a school girl. Don’t worry Soo, I’ll take care of her. Jisoo nodded and told her that if she ever need her, she should just give her a call. After Jisoo left, Y/N is still staring at the hybrid with a small smile. She’s feeling all tingly inside. Looking back now, the first time she saw Yoonji in the underground ring she felt a pull. Like as if her mind, heart and body was telling her that she should be near the hybrid, but she didn’t dwell on it that much since they were supposed to assess the situation of the underground ring. She’s happy now though, no more cold nights without a lover keeping her awake. She can’t help herself to imagine what her future will be like now that she’s with her mate.

Being glared at was far from all of the things Y/N imagined when she went back to the sanctuary to see Yoonji again. After a couple of hours last night, when Yoonji was in deep slumber she was able to pry her hand from hers to finally rest in one of the many vacant rooms in the sanctuary. As much as she wanted to just lay with Yoonji, her rational side told her that she was just rescued from an abusive life and having to wake up to a new place and a stranger next to her despite being her mate was not ideal. So, with a light peck that she gave on Yoonji’s forehead she stepped out of the room. Back to the present, she was so excited to see Yoonji again after taking a rest on a fairly decent bed. She was a bit taken a back when the hybrid that had clung to her yesterday was staring daggers at her.

A-uhm- Good morning! I brought breakfast?

Raising the plastic bags with food. Y/N was hesitant to come near her so she stayed glued on the doorway. Expecting a response she waited for a couple of seconds when Yoonji looked the other way. Deeming its okay to be near her Y/N walked towards her and before she can let out another sentence about the food she ordered. She froze when she heard a loud hiss coming from her. Looking up from taking out the boxes of food, she saw how dilated Yoonji’s eyes were. She knew that the Yoonji from yesterday was different to the Yoonji today. She stopped just a few feet away from Yoonji’s bed and said

D-did I do something wrong Yoonji?. Looking Y/N up and down she hissed.

Who the fuck are you?! Are you one of those assholes again, trying to persuade me in drinking that nasty shit! I don’t want you! And your friends, just get me out of this fucking place!. Y/N’s eyes doubled in size.

W-what do you mean who am i? yo-you? Don’t you remember what happened yesterday? She asked anxiously. What happened yesterday was a complete surprise to her but she accepted the idea of having Yoonji as a mate right away.

Yesterday? Yoonji scoffed

Yesterday you assholes cornered me and injected me something that made me drousy! Whatever the fuck you were talking about, I DON’T REMEMBER. AND I.DON’T.GIVE.A.FUCK! she gritted while enunciating each words.

Please tell me Soo, did I just imagine all that happened yesterday? Y/N asked her friend.

Jisoo sighed and responded, No Y/N, everything that happened yesterday were real, I and everybody inside Yoonjis room saw it. We’re your witnesses.

Then why? She asked again confused.

I think that Yoonji can be right and wrong at the same time. What she said about us sedating her was true and that she can all just said those things but Y/N the moment she woke up, it was you she was asking for. Jisoo explained.

Still lost in her thoughts, she didn’t show any reaction.

Hey, she said softly. I believe that you and Yoonji are really mates. She was asking you to get out of the room so bad, but the moment you stepped out her eyes turned glassy, I even saw her hands clenching so hard as if she was forcing herself not to reach out for you. Thinking back to her going to check what was happening in Yoonji’s room since the hybrid was yelling on the top of her lungs.

Aside from Yoonji, how about you? I didn’t have the time to ask you yesterday. Her friend queried.

What about me? she raised her brow to her.

I mean, what do you feel? I know that you’re surprised about the revelation of having a mate, but what do you think?

Y/N’s face lit up while thinking about the events that happened yesterday, she said Well, I-I was surprised of course but happy…I thought I was going to spend my life alone given you know, my past experiences. But hearing that from her made me feel, content and assured that there was someone out there who was just for me. I-I’m really happy Soo, and you know what! She yelled making her friend flinch in surprise Whatever is her reason for pretending that she said all those stuffs yesterday will not stop me from being with her. I-I want to be someone that can keep her safe, loved and cared for no matter what she thinks.

Jisoo was surprised with her friends declaration but at the same time she knows that she shouldn’t because being friends with Y/N she learned that when she says something, she means it and that she will do everything in her power to be able to achieve it.

Alright, I totally support you in this but do remember that she’s still recovering from all the abuse and trauma she have experienced. It will take time but I believe that if you prove to her that you are someone willing to wait and endure for her then she will open up to you.

Feeling confident and supported she smiled brightly towards her friend and thought of things she needed to do to prove to Yoonji that she will be with her as her mate forever.

This can’t be real, all my life I’ve hoped for a mate. My mate that will set me free from everything that I’ve endured. But now that she’s here, she’s within reach. I feel like I can’t fathom the idea of having her near me. Yoonji thought.

The day after being dismissed by Yoonji, Y/N kept coming back. It’s been two weeks straight and the hybrid is just getting restless and irritated.

A hiss was heard the moment Y/N entered Yoonji’s room.

Good morning Yoonji! I brought you some flowers since the flowers I brought last week have completely wilted she said while gesturing to the flower vase near her desk.

A cold stare was Yoonji’s response to Y/N’s cheerful greeting. Not letting it sour her mood, she continued walking towards the vase while talking about her morning. Ever since Y/N’s first visit she was the only one talking, at first it was to get rid of the awkwardness that she felt whenever Yoonji just raise her brow at her but now it’s just automatic that the moment she enters her room she will talk about anything under the sun. She was cut of though mid sentence when Yoonji said…

Stop

Quickly turning her head to face Yoonji, she have both her brows raised since she wasn’t sure if it was really Yoonji who spoke when

Stop doing whatever it is you’re doing here. After saying those lines Yoonji looked at her dead in the eye and continued I don’t want you here, I don’t need you here so for your sake get the fuck out and never come back. Then she laid on her side and covered herself with the blanket.

Letting her face fell, Y/N responded. I know you don’t trust me and that you’re scared right now but will do the best that I can for you to open up for me. I-im your mate Yoonji, I won’t just abandon you, Im with you for life I—

You’re HUMAN!!! What do you know about fucking mates!? This thing doesn’t even exist for you guys, so stop pretending that you know what being a mate is! It’s making you more stupid and pathetic Yoonji greeted.

Not wanting to push further Y/N just bowed her head and nodded. Leaving everything on the desk below her she quickly left her room.

She really was trying. Yoonji was right though, soulmates are not a thing for humans but after a couple of years that hybrids are being in a relationship with humans the concept came about and a lot of humans do claim that the idea of being mates with a hybrid is a real thing and that all of those humans who are mated claims that as if the hollow feeling that they get is no more because of having their other halves. That’s what Y/N feels, but apparently it’s not something Yoonji wanted to accept.

Yoonji expected that after her outburst yesterday it will deter Y/N and she won't be visiting her for awhile but of course it didn't. She's still there the next day talking Yoonji's ear off. Y/N is determined as she was stubborn. While in the middle of Y/N's non stop talkathon she failed to notice that one of the laces of her shoes were untied, and as she spun around to look at Yoonji she tripped on it and stumbled. Frantic to gain her balance she grabbed whatever in her reach to steady her and unfortunately that something she grabbed something slim, scaly and tiny but before Y/N was able to look at what she was gripping hard on, her face was smacked hard. Loosing her grip on what she was holding onto, she completely slumped on the floor. A stinging pain was what Y/N felt now that she's on the floor. She raised her hand to hold her cheek and after giving a soft swipe on her left cheek, she brought her hand to where her vision and was surprised when she saw red liquid on her fingertips. Furrowing her brows she swiped her left cheek once more and still saw that she was bleeding, after realizing she looked up to where Yoonji was and saw a blank face. She looked like as if she didn't claw her face with her long nails that weren't cut because she refused to. Understanding dawned in Y/N's face and she stood up and left her room one more time. Whenever Yoonji sent her mate out of her room, she always know that she will come back right away it's just her instincts telling her that she didn't upset her mate enough to make her abandon her. But now, this time a chill went down her spine when she saw a glimpse of Y/N's expression before she left. A face of someone who finally gave up on her.

She shouldn’t feel this way, actually she doesn’t have the right to feel this way. It was her own doing that drove her away. Three days have passed after the incident that happened in Yoonji’s room. The morning after she already felt her heartache when Y/N didn’t show up as soon as the sanctuary was open. She waited for a couple more hours because maybe she just have something to do before bursting into her room and apologizing about being late. It already happened a couple of times so maybe, that’s what she kept telling herself.

Yoonji was under Jisoo’s care. The human was in charge with everything medical related for Yoonji. The moment Jisoo entered her room, she was surprised that she wasn’t hit by a pillow courtesy of Yoonji. Whenever Jisoo do her daily routine check up with the hybrid the first thing that will greet her won’t be a hello, not even a hiss. It will always be a pillow. She remembered the first time Yoonji yeeted her pillow towards her, how scared and scandalized she was. But after a couple of months she learned to dodge all of them. It’s been two days that Yoonji didn’t bother to throw her pillow at her. Whenever Jisoo give her a long look, the hybrid just looks more depress than ever.

She’s just busy.

Hearing another phrase other than Hello? How do you feel? From the Doctor made Yoonji whip her head fast to face her.

I didn’t say anything she hissed.

Yeah? you didn’t but you look like you needed some answers. Jisoo defended.

Looking away the hybrid didn’t reply. She didn’t even want to talk about it in the first place. But deep inside, she really wanted to see her again.

She’s a teacher, thought I can share something about her since I know you never asked her anything. Jisoo said, wanting to coax Yoonji to talk a little.

Apart from being a teacher, she’s also part of the T.A.L.R.H –

What the fuck is that? Yoonji interrupted.

It’s The Association of Legal Rights for Hybrids. She’s one of the thousand volunteers and one of the bravest too. She praised.

Since when did that been a thing?

It’s been 10 years now, since the association came to be and it’s been years now that Hybrids are living free. She added.

Yoonji doesn’t want to believe what she was saying, humans are bad and cruel to her kind so why change? She thought. She can’t deny that she’s actually witnessing the things that her Doctor is talking about. The nurses that assists her are cats and dog hybrids. She remembered that the police officer who interviewed her about her life then was also a hybrid and a wolf hybrid at that. She remembered how humans wanted to kill wolf hybrids because of their fear but now it’s one of the protectors of the city. Did people really accepted them? Then why did it took so long for them to rescue them from Big man choi? Why did she suffer for so long. With that remaining thought, she removed the idea of finally accepting her mate and living life freely because no matter what happens she’s still different from them.

Get out, she whispered.

Yoonji—Jisoo tried to comfort, but before she can even finish, the hybrid looked at her menacingly and Jisoo released a huge sigh and left her in her room.

How is she Soo? Does she –

Yes, she does. She misses you a lot. Jisoo confirmed.

When are you coming to visit her again? Its been a week you know?!

I know, it’s just … I’m in love with her but I’m also kinda petty. I also want her to miss me. I think she have to feel that after being mean to me and all. Y/N mumbled.

You are both stubborn and prideful. I don’t know what will happen if you get together finally. Her friend responded.

Just for a couple days and then I’ll go see her again. Y/N promised.

It’s up to you Y/N. I have to go anyway I have a lot of things to do. Jisoo dismissed.

Of course. I’ll talk to you then Soo. Bye love you.

Take care, love you too.

So, she talks to you but she doesn’t come and see me? said Yoonji in a cold tone.

Hearing and seeing her out of her room and in her office surprised Jisoo that made her shout.

My gosh! Please don’t do that, and why are you hiding here with all the lights turned off. She scolded.

You didn’t answer my question Doctor. She replied.

Well, yes I talk to her since she’s my friend and all our conversation revolve around you since she’s not visiting you lately.

Yoonji nodded her head in thought and hummed.

I came here because I wanted to ask about the conversation you and my mate--I mean Y/N was talking about … she blushed when Jisoo gave her a smirk when she unconsciously mentioned Y/N as her mate rather than human before.

Which was? Jisoo queried.

About being adopted and cared for by her. Yoonji said with seriousness and finality in her sentence.

All Jisoo did was to nod.

Soo it’s freaking early in the morning, and why are you calling me on a Saturday when you know I sleep in! Y/N mumbled trying to wake herself up.

Good morning to you too. I guess you were busy last night and wasn’t able to read my message.

What message are you talking about? She yawned.

About me taking Yoonji to your place since she will be living with you because she agreed to have you as her care taker. She said nonchalantly.

Okay.

1 …

2 …

3 …

WAIT WHAAAT!!!!

Yep, so get up, get dressed and make us breakfast because we are on our way to you.

FUUUCK, WHAJDASKF IVNAEKRJCAEFMIRLV CHUAERV …

Jisoo ended the call, but she saw the smirk that Yoonji had on her face after listening to the conversation the two had and how panic Y/N was.

Yoonji feels excited, giddy yet nervous to see her after 2 weeks but she knows she had to try. That’s what Jisoo told her, she had to try and if she feels uncomfortable she can just run away never to be seen again. But she hopes that it won’t get that way.

Y/N didn’t know what to do first. Does she wash her face, brush her teeth? Or maybe just take a bath. Yeah … that’s what she’s going to do. She noticed how Yoonji wrinkles her nose whenever she smell her so to be safe, she needs to take a quick shower.

Y/N was in the middle of making another batch of pancakes when she heard her door bell ring.

Hold on a second! She yelled from the kitchen. Putting down the spatula and turning off the stove. She walked briskly towards her front door, reaching the door handle. She paused and composed herself. She wanted to make a good impression, no wait … she wanted to act nonchalant towards Yoonji when she meets her again, yeah that’s what I’m going to do she mumbled to herself.

She finally opened the door and before she can say another word.

My gosh what took you so long? Questioned Jisoo and walking past her with Yoonji in tow.

Y/N couldn’t even start with the persona she thought of because of how her friend interrupted her, so she instead followed them both to the kitchen.

Thanks Y/N for cooking, we’re sooo hungry Jisoo said while chewing some pancake.

You’re welcome she whispered and looked at the beautiful girl across from her friend.

Yoonji was sat on a stool eating her fair share of pancakes, when she looked up at Y/N saying thanks.

Despite how cold she said the word, it still made Y/N’s heart flutter. This was the first word that she heard from her other than the yelling and cursing.

And as if Y/N was able to move on from hearing Yoonji say something good towards her she nearly broke down from what she heard from her next.

So? You just gonna stand there and look stupid? Sit down and eat. You made this anyway. Yoonji said irritated from pushing a plate with pancakes and syrup she prepared for Y/N.

Before she can say anything stupid, she just nodded and sat down. Only the noise of the cutleries scraping the plates were heard from the kitchen.

So here are her papers proving that you will be Yoonji’s guardian from now on or whatever Yoonji chooses after the 3 months mark. Jisoo said while passing the documents to Y/N.

If ever you have questions just call me. Alrighty. She hugged Y/N and waved Yoonji goodbye and finally shut the door.

It was only her and Yoonji in her living room.

The moment she turned around to speak to Yoonji, she was already heading to the guess bedroom that Y/N hastedly prepared before she got here and immediately shut the door.

Y/N just let out a huge sigh and headed to her home office to keep the documents and files she received from her friend.

When Yoonji decided to accept the offer of living with her mate. She was sure she was going to finally open up to her and accept that she’s mated to a human, but alas no matter what she tried she always take one step back. Her life in Y/N’s home was just about her sleeping, staying in her bedroom and occasionally watching TV in the living room. She wasn’t oblivious about all the things that her mate was trying to do. From small talk, to cooking different kinds of food just to see which one Yoonji likes to even buying Yoonji a phone because she said that it’s something she can use if ever there was an emergency. Yoonji felt guilty that despite how rude and such a bitch she was she was still so stubbornly nice and respectful towards her. If it were any other owner or human she might be beaten to a pulp. That’s why she couldn’t for a life of her understand why she said such horrible things towards Y/N when all she wanted was to be a great mate.

Earlier …

Yoonji? A soft knock was heard from the other side of Yoonji’s bedroom. Yoonji ought to reply but she just feels annoyed all day, she thinks that maybe after a very long time that she haven’t felt it, it’s finally time.

Instead of responding to her like a normal being. She opt to swung the door open and gave the most nastiest scowl she can give her. Y/N was a bit surprised to how Yoonji opened the door, but eh? It’s what Yoonji always do. Yoonji’s living with her for nearly four months already so she’s used to her outbursts from the sanctuary to now so she just shrugged and continued on to what she originally wanted to show her.

Sorry to bother you Yoonji, but if you have a minute I just wanted to show you something. Y/N said with enthusiasm that made Yoonji cringe more but followed after her anyway.

Of all things that Y/N could give Yoonji, Yoonji didn’t expect to see such beautiful thing.

Sitting in the middle of the living room was a brand new electric keyboard. It was the one that Yoonji had added in her kart in an online shopping app that she registered in. She dreamed about owning one ever since she watched people on Youtube play it. The sound of a piano or music really made Yoonji feel so relax and at ease. It makes her feel like despite everything that she’d been through there’s always calmness and hope. So why is it making her angry seeing it in the house before her very eyes? … She can’t even understand what Y/N was talking about. The anger, guilt, joy and remorse she was feeling made her snap at Y/N.

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS? HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW I’VE BEEN WANTING ONE HUH!

YOU THINK THAT BUYING ME ALL THESE SHIT THAT YOU’VE BEEN GIVING ME FOR THE PAST FEW MONTHS IS GOING TO MAKE ME SUCCUMB TO YOU!!! MAKE ME … MAKE ME PLIANT TO ALL YOUR DIRTY, TWISTED AND SICK MINDED WANTS!

Yoonji shouted at the top of her lungs. She really was fuming, why do you have to be so nice. It was much easier to have you be an evil person than this.

I-I th-thought this will make you happy, you always have a smile on your face whenever I see you listen to music. I even saw you move your fingers in the air like you were playing a piano so I thought it was best to give you one … I’m not giving you these things because I want you to submit to me. I-I just wanted to make you happy. That’s all I wanted to do for you. You deserve it, specially after everything you’ve been though.

AND YOU THOUGHT MATERIAL THINGS WOULD MAKE ME HAPPY! WOULD MAKE ME CONTENT AND SATISFIED. IF THAT’S WHAT MATTERED TO ME I WOULD HAVE TAKEN ALL THE GOLD, JEWELRIES AND MONEY THAT MY DEMON OWNER HAVE OFFERED ME! I-I DON’T EVEN---

With Yoonji’s rampage, she failed to see the hurt and the sorrow written all over Y/N’s face. While Yoonji was in the middle of mumbling profanities towards her she stopped when …

So why stay? Y/N whispered.

What the fuck did you say? Questioned Yoonji.

I said, why are you staying with me when you loath me Yoonji. She said now cold dark eyes staring right at her.

What Y/N said made Yoonji gulp and take a step back. She was speechless, she didn’t know what to say.

Why do you continue living with me when I just remind you that you are tied to someone so disgusting, so horrifying, so perverted, someone intolerable huh? She questioned slightly raising her voice to her.

What made Yoonji’s heart break was when Y/N said.

They said that having a mate will make you feel euphoria. All I wanted was to love my mate and be loved back. I didn’t know that until now I will never be worth it enough to love and be loved.

She tried. She knows in her heart that she tried but it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t always enough. When she was young, wanting the love and the attention of her parents. Giving her all in relationships be it friendships and romantic partners. It was Jisoo who stayed and loved her platonically and made her realized her worth and find her passion in looking after hybrids too.

Soulmates are a huge thing in society, even though having a soulmate as a human was rather rare than for hybrids. It’s not taken lightly. When you are given a soulmate you will be considered one of the lucky ones. Someone truly blessed with a partner mind, body, heart and soul connected to each other. So when she found out that she was one of the lucky ones given a soulmate she thank God for her. Y/N knew that it was going to be difficult to win Yoonji over, specially given that Yoonji had a rough life from cruel people before. When they first saw each other in the underground ring, Y/N instantly felt something deep inside of her, she knew that Yoonji felt it too, but Yoonji didn’t want to hope, since she thought that her mate was one of the people enjoying torturing their kind. But when she was rescued by Y/N and was treated as someone special, someone that was truly loved she didn’t how to react hence her lashing out on her every chance she get. Despite her bitchy attitude, Y/N was patient, understanding, caring and dare say loving too. Yoonji thought that Y/N will always stay like that, but today she pushed her too much to the point that all the fight that Y/N have for her seemed like it was gone now. Like Y/N has given up on her completely.

After the exchange that Y/N and Yoonji had in the living room, Y/N excused herself and went to her office. The time reads 12:13 am, and Yoonji never saw or heard Y/N go out of the office. Releasing a huge sigh, Yoonji tried to go to bed and told herself that in the morning she have to make things right with her.

The smell of coffee permeates the air. Yoonji always loved the smell of coffee, so flicking her tongue out she head out her bedroom. She slowly went to the kitchen when she was greeted by Y/N’s back. She’s cooking breakfast. There are two plates on the table and two mugs of coffee which made Yoonji believe that Y/N doesn’t hate her enough to just make breakfast for herself.

H-hey. Yoonji called out softly. She saw how Y/N tensed up but decided not to comment on it and just sat down on the stool in front of her.

Y/N acknowledge Yoonji with a side glance and continue cooking them some eggs. After she was done she placed their food on each of the plates. Sat down and gestured to Yoonji that she can eat. Yoonji felt how awkward and tense the atmosphere between them was. She wanted to say something, she doesn’t know but she knows she has to say something. When she was about to open her mouth and speak up, Y/N beat her to it.

I’m sorry Yoonji. I didn’t know that keeping you with me made you feel so caged up. I thought that us being mates was enough to make you feel at least okay with me, but I-I guess I was wrong. She told her.

Yoonji felt her stomach twist with how Y/N was still able to apologize when all she did was be a good human, a great mate. It was Yoonji who was supposed to apologize but Y/N continued and say …

So, I sent your papers back in the sanctuary. Don’t worry. I didn’t say anything bad about you. I told them that you need to make your own choices from now. And that you should be able to live your life the way you want it. And if being tied with a mate was something you hate don’t worry because I told them that we aren’t compatible and that you are free to do whatever you want right now.

Hearing those words from Y/N made Yoonji pale. She felt so lost, she knew that Y/N’s patience with her was running thin and that one day she will finally kick her out because she realized that she wasn’t worth it.

You don’t have to worry about money or housing because the sanctuary is willing to help you start a new lif--

NO!

Y/N was startled.

I-I don’t want that! I-I. Yoonji stammered.

Then what the fuck do you want Yoonji! I show you how much I’m happy and in love to have you as my mate, you hate me. I give you a way out, and you don’t want it too. Make up your mind! Y/N yelled.

It was the first time that Y/N ever yelled at her. The first that she showed a different emotion other than being in love with her. It scared Yoonji because Y/N might really think that Yoonji didn’t want this, didn’t want her. So she calmed herself and tried to speak up one more time. But she didn’t know how to say it so instead of talking she raised her arms and yanked Y/N close and wrapped her arms around her. She buried her head on the crook of her neck and stayed their. Y/N visibly stiffened, she wasn’t sure if she was even allowed to reciprocate the skinship Yoonji was giving. Sensing Y/N’s mental dilemma Yoonji whispered.

I’m sorry Y/N, I’m so sorry. I was afraid. I still am. All my life I’ve been looking forward to meet you but now that your really here. I-I’m afraid that one day you’ll realize I’m not someone worth having, keeping and loving. Yoonji said all these with tears streaming down her cheeks.

Y/N was surprised that Yoonji finally opened up to her. She knew how hard it was to think all these things but she’s so proud of Yoonji for pouring her heart out to her. Now she knows what Yoonji felt and she’s hoping for Yoonji to at least give her a chance to try. So, Y/N brought her hands to Yoonji’s cheeks and cup them. She was awestruck, it’s the first time that she’s seen Yoonji up close. She’s so so beautiful, despite having tear stains on her cheeks and having a flushed face. It made her look so adorable.

Thank you baby, thank you for finally telling me how you feel. Y/N said with love and adoration written on her face.

Yoonji feeling Y/N’s hands on her face made her feel so relaxed and comforted. She nuzzled one of Y/N’s hands and pouted. Yoonji sniffed Y/N and let herself finally sink in that her mate smells good and that she’s good. That she’s going to have a wonderful life with her.

You’re so beautiful and cute my baby. Y/N smiled at her.

Hearing those words from her made Yoonji feel shy so she wiggled out of Y/N’s hold and instead nuzzled back on the crook of Y/N’s neck. Y/N chuckled softly and wrapped her arms around Yoonji and started swaying them both slightly from side to side.

There were a lot of things that they have to talk about, they both knew that but it can wait for later. They just wanted to be in each other’s arms for now.

Logging out of her online classes. She stretch her arms and let out a big yawn. Yoonji just finished presenting her thesis in class and she received amazing feedback from the panel of professors listening to her. Her thesis took so much of her time and energy and now that’s finally out of the way she can finally relax.

Yoonji head out of her small studio room where she practically lives in because she attends online University and also where she works on her music. She went straight to their bedroom and laid in bed and was fast asleep.

She woke up when she felt pleasure between her legs. Opening her eyes, she looked down immediately and wasn’t shocked at what she sees. It’s what she loved waking up to. Being eaten out by the love of her life, her best friend, her mate.

Y/N looked up and their eyes met. She dragged her tongue from her slit to her clit where she suckled it, and released it with a pop.

Hi baby, you always taste so good. Y/N purred.

Feeling overwhelmed with arousal Yoonji tried to grind her pussy on Y/N’s face wanting to feel the pleasure her mate was giving her. She whined when Y/N stood on her knees and was far away from Yoonji’s aching pussy.

Mo-mommyyy pl-pleaassse, Yoonji needs you, my pussy needs you please. She begged her.

Looking down at Yoonji, Y/N can’t deny how beautiful, sexy and intoxicating her Yoonji was. Her cute nipples hard. Her legs spread wide open, giving her an amazing view of her glistening pussy. How smooth, flawless and pink her pussy was. But looking at Yoonji’s face was a stark contrast of her body. Her cheeks pink because of embarrassment and arousal. Her eyes are teary, which shows how needy she is with Y/N’s touch.

Y/N was taken back to reality when Yoonji whimpered and begged again to be filled up by her cock. Who was Y/N to deny such a request from her angel.

Quickly taking out her length. She aligned it at her lips dragging it up and down to get some of her juices on her tip. When Yoonji felt Y/N’s tip on her clit she shuddered, she wants to be full so she whined one more time and cried out when Y/N’s cock was shoved deep inside of her without warning.

Y/N took hold of Yoonji’s hips and started thrusting in and out of her fast.

Yeah, baby you want Mommy fucking you like this huh? Want Mommy pounding her baby’s tiny pussy. Y/N said while fucking her.

The only words coming out of Yoonji’s mouth were slurred words of yesses and Mommy.

With the intense pleasure that Yoonji feels she came right away without warning Y/N. She squirted when she came and the force of her orgasm pushed Y/N’s cock out. So, Y/N just decided to watch her Yoonji’s pussy squirt non-stop because of her orgasm. After a couple of seconds she shoved her cock back in again. Not wanting to let her baby rest. Yoonji loved being fucked multiple times. Because of that Y/N always made sure that Yoonji orgasmed at least three to four times so that she can finally be satiated.

After a couple of rounds later, heavy breaths were only heard in their bedroom as the couple looked up at the ceiling. They were a total mess. When Y/N was finally settled she got out of bed and went to their bathroom to wipe her cock and bring a cloth dipped in warm water so that she can finally clean Yoonji up. Her pussy was oozing with a mixture of her and Y/N’s cum. The bedsheet was also wet because of her squirts from their intense love making. Y/N nearing her she sat down at the bottom of the bed and gently drag the cloth to Yoonji’s pussy which made her whine from the overstimulation.

Mommy ‘sensitive she whined.

I know baby, Mommy’s sorry for going rough on you. Mommy just wanted to have her baby girl again after a couple of weeks of us being busy. I think we needed that. Y/N explained.

Yes Mommy. No worries, it wasn’t rough for me. It felt so so good. Always good whenever you fuck me. She said while grinning at her lover.

That’s great to hear baby. Now, come let’s take a shower. We need to clean up so that we can have dinner and rest for tonight. Y/N told her and Yoonji just nodded her headed.

Yoonji was being lifted up on Y/N’s arms towards the bathroom.

In the closed shower room, the sound of water falling and moans were heard once again.

4 years later …

Yoonji and Y/N were sitting on a picnic blanket surrounded by the food that they both prepared for their picnic. Whenever spring comes around it has been their tradition to go to a meadow deep inside a mountain trail near their place. This is where the couple just surround themselves with the sweet scent of wild flowers blooming and feeling the cool air on their skin as they laugh and talk about things happening about their lives.

It’s nearing sun down and both was just sitting in comfortable silence. Content to be together and just reflect on what their lives have been after the couple of years they’ve been together. When Yoonji was just staring at the horizon she always made sure to compliment how beautiful the sky was. While Yoonji does so, Y/N’s gaze remains on Yoonji alone, looking at the side profile of her mate. How cute her button nose crinkles when she smiles, how adorable her gummy smile was and her hair being blown by the wind. Yoonji looks ethereal, and Y/N feels so lucky to have her as a mate.

She’s so in love with her that’s why while Yoonji was so distracted she pulled out the ring inside her jacket and called Yoonji’s name.

Yoonji’s eyes grew big when she saw the diamond ring her mate was showing her, she shouldn’t be surprised because Y/N always hinted that she wanted to marry her mated or not but witnessing the scene before her surprised her a lot. Yoonji was so overwhelmed that she can’t say anything and just let the tears on her eyes flow freely down her cheeks. Seeing this made Y/N cup her cheeks and cooed at her.

Baby, why are you crying? Do you not want to marry me? Y/N queried.

Yoonji shook her head immediately and looked up at her mate and stuttered.

O-of c-course, I w-waaannnt too. She sobbed louder.

Hearing her response made Y/N relaxed so she chuckled at Yoonji’s reaction and just cradled her in her arms.

Then will you wear my ring baby? She prodded.

Yoonji offered her left hand and Y/N put the jewelry on her ring finger and kissed her temple afterwards.

T-thank you M-mommy for everything you’ve done for me. Yoonji said.

You don’t need to thank me baby, Y/N chastised.

No, I-I just want to tell you how happy and grateful I am for you. Thank you for rescuing me back in the underground ring. Thank you for being patient and lovely towards me the first months I was out, I know how rude and bitchy I was but instead of giving up on me, you stayed and proved how much you love me. Thank you f-for helping me live my life by going to school, now I’ve graduated and have an amazing job doing music. I c-can’t thank you enough but I will live my life showing you how much I love you. Yoonji proclaimed.

Thank you for telling me all of this my angel, I’ll do the same then too. I’ll live my life showing you how much I love you. Y/N responded.

The couple looked at each other and their lips met, the kiss then became more passionate as the lovers wanted to prove to the other how grateful they are to have each other. Yoonji then whimpered and say Mommy please make love to me. Who was Y/N to deny her mates request so she asked Yoonji to lay down on the picnic blanket they were sitting on. Yoonji looked so beautiful with her hair spread out above her head, one of the strap of her sundress down and she spread her legs wide to show Y/N that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Seeing that made Y/N chuckle.

My angel’s naughty, not wearing panties under her dress she said while going down on her.

Yoonji released a soft moan when she felt Y/N’s tongue lick her clit and suckle it.

Wanna be ready for you always Mommy, she claimed.

That’s my good girl Y/N responded and continued eating her out, within minutes Yoonji came with a gasp. Not letting her recover Y/N immediately released her cock from her underwear and shoved it in her wet pussy. Yoonji whined at how sensitive she was, but didn’t complain once Y/N started thrusting in and out of her.

Your so wet baby, so tight no matter how many times Mommy fucks your tiny pussy. She growled near Yoonji’s ear.

Yoonji just nodded, couldn’t speak up because of the intense pleasure she was experiencing.

Y/N couldn’t get enough of her so she took hold of Yoonji’s legs and brought her knees to her chest. When Yoonji was folded in half, Y/N started fucking her fast and hard. Yoonji started sobbing because with this position she can feel her Mommy deep inside of her, and with that she came with a squirt and despite how she was cumming hard Y/N still rammed her until she came inside her hard. Y/N thrusted a couple more times to ride out her orgasm and when both came down from their high’s they looked at each other and giggled. Y/N kissed Yoonji just because she looked so adorable with her gummy smile and told her I love you. In which Yoonji replied with an I love you too Mommy, so much.

FIN.

Author’s note: Hello there darlings, I hope this story made you fall in love with Min Yoonji, Because I did. If you want to read more of my works, do comment and like the stories I have in this blog and I will write soon – Love Francene Molove.

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›Synopsis » looking at you, jimin instantly knew that he knew you from somewhere. it isn't until he finally gains the courage to talk to you that he realizes where. he remembers how you rescued him when you were kids. remembers how the two of you were practically inseparable until you weren't. he hated that he had to leave town because of his father's mistake but he hated even more that he had to leave the only true friend he's had, behind.

› Rating » 18+/Explicit › Updated » coming soon › Genre » Angst, Smut, Fluff. › AU » Strangers to Friends to Lovers, College, FWB (not really), Childhood Friends › Current WC » 10k+ › Main Pairing(s) » GenderFluid!Jimin x Reader › Side Pairing(s) » Platonic!Jungkook x Reader, Platonic!Namjoon x Yoongi, f!OC x Reader, Yoonji x Reader, Yoongi x Hoseok, old! FWB!Taehyung x Reader, & Jungkook x Yoonji › Status » INCOMPLETE › Warning(s) » Warnings will be given on each chapter. › A/N » I already started uploading this on AO3 so if you read these chapters already, that's why! Anyway, I've been working on this for a while now and I'm so excited to share it.

🌱| 01. flower child | P O S T E D

⤿ jimin remembers you. remembers how you rescued him when you were kids. remembers how the two of you were practically inseparable until you weren't. he hated that he had to leave town because of his father's mistake but he hated even more that he had to leave the only true friend he's had, behind.

so, what happens when he realizes you're here? ⤳ wc: 4.2k+ | posted: 08.22.23

💐| 02. one of the most attractive things about flowers...

⤿ you're fine with being Jimin's partner for your art grade but it seems as if every one else has something to say. people should learn to mind their business, huh? ⤳ wc: 4.5k+ | posted: 00.00.00

🍀| 03. there are always flowers...

⤿ Jimin finds himself getting ready with a little pep in his step. He can't believe he was able to get you for his art partner. He can't wait to see you. More importantly, spend time with you. ⤳ wc: 3.5k+ | posted: 00.00.00

🥀| 04. even the tiniest of flowers...

⤿ you're dating... her? really?

disappointment after disappointment. Jimin hates feeling like he's the butt of the joke but... that's exactly how he's feeling. You, on the other hand, are beginning to get pissed at the fact that everything and everyone seems to be blocking your chances with Jimin.

it's getting frustrating. ⤳ wc: 3.0k+ | posted: 00.00.00

🍂| 05. happiness is to hold flowers in both hands.

⤿ you determine you and Jimin need a one on one to discuss the project and all of it's details. what better way than to take him on a date and then to your home? ⤳ wc: 2.5k+ | posted: 00.00.00

🌸| 06. weeds are flowers too once you get to know them.

⤿ it's time to get the supplies you need to create your reference photos'. it's just you and jimin hanging out when something unexpected happens. ⤳ wc: 2.5k+ | posted: 00.00.00

🌻| 07. every floor blooms in it's own time.

⤿ project angels and demon. it's time to excute your projec. honestly, you're excited. you know he is too but maybe he's too excited. you're overwhelmed with the turn of events and well, you hate pushing him away but you need some time to think. ⤳ wc: 2.5k+ | posted: 00.00.00

🏵️| 08. blooming until we ache

⤿ It doesn't take a genius to know that you and Jimin are playing cat and mouse. Everyone who looks at the two of you know you're beating around the bush and quite frankly, no one knows why. It's kind of cute, until it's not. Jungkook, Yoongi, and Yoonji take matters into their own hands. ⤳ wc: 2.5k+ | posted: 00.00.00

🌼| 09. flowers whisper, "beauty!" to the world...

⤿ Jimin goes back to ignoring you and you don’t know why. It hurts, you admit it does but you can’t bring yourself to contact him… and seeing him around campus and in class sucks even worse. and well, yoonji and yoongi are tired of the both you moping. ⤳ wc: 2.5k+ | posted: 00.00.00

🌷| 10. the earth laughs in flower(s).

⤿ it’s the day of Jin’s get together and you're nervous. he invited you when the two of you were on speaking terms but he never uninvited you. yoonji talks you into going but... you can't take jimin ignoring you anymore and well, it's time to tell him how you're feeling.

the fear of rejection lingers... ⤳ wc: 2.5k+ | posted: 00.00.00

🌺| 11. let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair.

⤿ It's time for the final showcase and Jimin is nervous. establishing your relationship is one thing but actually seeing the piece of artwork you pulled off in a museum is another thing.

...speechless is more you likes it. ⤳ wc: 2.5k+ | posted: 00.00.00

🌹| 12. epilogue: true love is like roses...

⤿ set fifteen years in the future, you and jimin have been doing well. you, a hot-shot interior designer, and jimin being a makeup artist for the stars. you're one of hollywoods 'it couples'. you never thought you would be here with him and jimin is thankful for the second chance he was given. what better way to celebrate each other than to have a bonfire with friends and reminiscing about the good ol' days. ⤳ wc: 2.5k+ | posted: 00.00.00

#bts mini masterlist #masterlist #jimin x reader #jimin fanfic #bts jimin #jimin fic #jimin drabbles #jimin scenarios #jimin fluff #mini masterlist #jimin angst

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euphoricfilter · 2 years ago

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“Daydreams” is so soft and cozy! (Even though it has a lil angst) I want to see a part 2! I really want to see mc officially be a part of their romantic relationship. And I want to see what the smut would be like 👀

-🖤

idk if it really counted as angst when you consider what’s gonna happen in the future but i guess they were partially angsty feelings??

for once i actually have an idea for part two 🫡 i think i’m gonna write this yoonji drabble first and then i’ll think about a second part if i’m motivated enough

i didn’t even think about smut but now that you mention it 🫡 OH IVE HAD AN IDEA HEJEJENEB

#ask #🖤 anon #i love being smart

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httpknjoon · 2 years ago

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(re)starting over again | kth; 7

words | 2.2k+

genres | fluff, angst, amnesia au

pairing | taehyung x reader

warning/s | drunk mc

note | it's been so long! i apologize for the long delay. i missed writing for this series. this is a bit shorter but I'm trying to get back on pace with mc and tae. more drama soon. thank you so much for waiting! let me know your thoughts. enjoy reading!

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“Hellooo, looove!”

You shuffled out from the hold of your friend and tried to walk towards Taehyung. But midway through the short distance, you almost fell and he immediately ran to catch you in his arms. Since you were too out from everything, he just swept you off your feet and carried you in a bridal style. You giggled.

“Haha! you smell good.” your voice was muffled as you buried your face in his shirt.

Taehyung, who was still a little surprised with seeing you like this, looked at the two ladies you were with. He could feel their eyes scanning him up and down as he stood there. While the other raised an eyebrow, one of them finally uttered,

“So, I assume you’re Taehyung?”

He nods, trying to ignore the stare he is getting from the others, “Uh, yeah… thank you for taking her here.”

“No problem. I’m Yoonji, by the way.” she smiled and noticed Taehyung’s discomfort. She looked at the girl who helped you a while ago. Like she was telling her to stop through her eyes. Then, Yoonji turned back to him, “Don’t mind her. It’s just that YN cannot stop talking about you ever since the alcohol got into her head. Everything we do, she brought you up.”

“Heck. She’s like my boyfriend is… blah, blah, blah. And when some guy tried to buy her a drink, she just didn’t stop talking about you to him. It’s funny.” the other girly finally spoke.

Taehyung looked down at you, who was falling asleep, in his arms. He squeezed his eyes close as he felt guilt creeping up his body. He can hear both Lily and Jimin telling him that he should have told you about his plans. His thoughts broke off when someone from the van honked. He looked up and saw Yoonji nodding her head to whoever was in the van.

“Well, we should go now. We still have more ladies to take back to their homes.” she joked.

“Ah, yes.” Taehyung chuckles awkwardly, seeing someone from the van signaling them to go. “Thank you again.”

The ladies smiled and walked away while Tae carried you inside, pushing and closing the door with his foot. He heard you hum when the door accidentally banged loudly. You slowly opened your eyes. Your voice was raspy as you called for him,

“Love?”

It’s the first time he heard you call him that. He never had someone call him with that term of endearment and didn't really mind it much. But he cannot help but feel his heart soften with the word.

You repeated, “Love? Tae?”

From your point of view, you can only see Taehyung. The ceiling and lights around him were all blurry and hazy, highlighting the face you’ve loved ever since you met him. You smiled just by seeing him.

“Hmm?” He just hummed in response, knowing that you probably won’t remember tomorrow that you called him that. He was opening your bedroom door when you spoke again, “Why are you carrying me?”

“Because you almost fell on our doorstep because you have too much to drink–” Taehyung paused when he entered your room and turned the lights on.

The first thing he saw was the framed picture next to your bed. It was like his eyes automatically set on it. He can see himself smiling in the picture as he looks at you who was smiling at the camera. It was seemingly taken at an outdoor place. Presumably beach. You wore a yellow printed dress with bright red hibiscus tucking your hair behind your ear. Admittedly, it seemed like something he would do. The word, third, was written below the right corner of it.

“No, I didn’t!” you exclaimed, taking his attention away from the photo. “I’m not drunk, love.”

A soft smile formed on his lips as he put you down on your bed, “Of course, you’re not.”

Lines were between your eyebrows as you squinted your eyes at him. Then, you sat, saying, “You don’t believe me.”

And before Taehyung can even reply to that, you spoke again, “I’m thirsty.”

He nods, “Okay, wait here.”

This is not the first time he take care of a drunk person. He remembered looking out for Jimin once when they were younger. He remembered picking up Lily at party months into their relationship too because she was drunk-dialing him nonstop at one in the morning.

Taehyung was about to go left when you whined,

“I’m coming with you!”

You stood up so quickly that you struggle to balance yourself. Everything around you is spinning. And based on the look on your face, Taehyung can tell what’s coming next. He rushed you to your bathroom and as soon as you take sight of the toilet, you fell to your knees and just let yourself throw up in it. He immediately helped to gently hold and remove your hair away from it.

“Fuck.” you cursed in between.

And later on, Taehyung was helping you to go back to your bed even though you claimed: “I can walk, love! I am fine. My feet are okay–” you were cut off before you even finish that sentence as you ran back to run back to the toilet again.

“I want to sit here. I hate the bed, it’s too soft.” you just sat on your carpeted floor when he walked you to your bed.

“Okay, let’s sit here.” he followed, flopping on the ground in front of you.

Due to your heaving, your eyes were damp from the tears. Your makeup turned into a mess, although he was sure you looked amazing before. The glitters and dark mascara were everywhere around your eyes. Suddenly, he remembered to ask:

“Do you have any makeup remover?”

You lazily nod, “Mhm, I do. On my vanity table.”

“Okay, let me get that. Wait here, YN.”

“I’m not going anywhere, love.” you giggled drunkenly, resting your head back on the mattress.

Taehyung smiled, shaking his head, before getting up. Your table was organized enough for him to easily get what he knows he needs to at least clean off the makeup. He knew about this through Lily. Since she was a model, she often work with cosmetics. She asked him to buy some stuff for her when she was busy. Makeup wipes were one of them.

“Come here,” Taehyung whispered as he sat back.

You pulled your head back up from the comfortable mattress and looked at him. Taehyung put on a headband on you to again, move your hair away from your face. And when he was softly pushing it back your forehead, you murmured,

“I miss you, love.”

Taehyung didn’t catch it clearly and paused, “What?”

“Your hands. They’re soft.” you babbled. “I like them.”

“Well, thank you, YN.”

He began, opening the wipes. To keep your head up, he gently held your chin while wiping off the makeup.

“It’s refreshing. I love makeup wipes.” you babbled with your eyes closed.

He bit his lower lip to stop himself from giggling at your cute ramblings. After a few more wipes, you began telling more stories.

“I wish you came with us,” you told him as he threw the used wipes in the small trash can in the corner of your room.

“YN–”

“Love. Call me love. You’ve been calling me by my name. Are you mad at me? I told you I’m not drunk.” you loosed your arms over your chest.

“YN is your name.” he reasoned.

“And I’m your fucking girlfriend.” you tried to look mad but ended up looking adorable with your pout and whiny tone.

Not wanting to cause any more issues, he sighed.

“Love…” he called you, checking if you had issues with it. It was a little strange for him to call you that but at the same time, it rolls off nicely from his tongue. He continued, “It was a bachelorette party. Of course, I cannot go with you.”

“Yeah, but I still wished you were with me. There were guys at the bar who was just too stubborn...” your voice trailed off.

Taehyung, who sat back, paused and glanced at you. The idea of somebody bothering you during what was supposed to be a great night quickly pissed him off.

“Why? Did they do something?” he asked, trying to remain calm.

But you shook your head while removing your shoes, “Nothing. Some guys asked for my number and even tried to buy me a drink. But I told them for like twenty times that I have a boyfriend.”

“Good.”

“I hate this,”

Abruptly, your fingers reached for the top button of your blazer dress. Taehyung’s eyes widened, and he stopped you by caging your hands, which are struggling to unbutton, in his.

“What are you doing?!”

“I hate this. It’s hot!” you complained, starting to feel irritated.

Panic strikes quickly, and he held your hands, “Okay, okay, love. You can go change but I’ll go outside. I’ll go get you something to drink, okay? Can you do that on your own?”

You frowned, “You’re not staying here?”

“I can’t– I mean, no.”

“Okay,” you said, still frowning.

Taehyung nods as he sighed, “Okay.”

He got up and helped you stand on your own too. He walked out of your room after he made sure you can do things on your own. As soon as he closed your door, he found himself in the small hallway between your room. Once again, he exhaled, hands on his hips, eyes staring into space. He was supposed to tell you about Lily tonight but with your state right now and possible hangover tomorrow, he knew that his plan would have to be postponed.

“Here.”

You stopped wiggling in your seat when Taehyung placed a bottle of water on the countertop. He had already opened it for you. It’s only been a couple of minutes since you changed your clothes and go to the kitchen, where your boyfriend is. And when you surprised him with your entrance, he quickly took notice of the shirt you were wearing. He didn’t bother asking you about it, but he knew, it was his.

You felt the relief in your dry throat when you drank almost the bottle.

“Love, I want to eat,” you told him.

“I can go make–”

“What’s that?”

Your index finger pointed to the box on the kitchen island and Taehyung traced what you were pointing at with his eyes. It was the cheesecake he brought home earlier.

“Oh, it’s something I made earlier in the shop. Cheesecake,” he replied.

“I like that! Gimme a slice!” you exclaimed, clapping your hands.

Taehyung grinned, “You might find it too sweet.”

“Definitely not, love. I always love your cheesecakes. You know that.” you giggled and the grin on his face slowly fades.

He wished he did knew about that. He mainly prepared this dessert for someone else, who he never talked with you about. He doesn’t even know if you know about Lily. He hates that he’s starting to realize a lot of things he didn’t know about you.

You let out a satisfied hum when you got the first taste of the cake. Your lips formed into a smile as you rested your chin on your hand.

“How was it?” he asked.

“Amazing as always.”

You take another sliver while staring at him like he was a dream. You looked at him so intently that Taehyung began wondering if there was something on his face. But then, he remembered you’re drunk. There was only silence the whole time he watched you enjoy the small slice of cheesecake. He didn’t ask you any more questions or start any conversation since he, himself, is tired since it was already almost three.

“I love your face,” you said it so casually and it made him scoff.

He has been getting several compliments from you just tonight. It’s probably just because you are drunk, and loves to ramble about everything you see. But then, your eyes became glossier as you rested your head on your palm on the countertop.

“I love your eyes. Most especially, your lips. I love everything about you so much. I love that you have that voice because it really calms me down after my shift. And I’m so happy I always get to see you after a long day at the hospital–” you huffed with tears already slipping from your eyes. “I just love you so much and you make the best cheesecake ever– also, banana bread.”

The last line made him chuckle. Yes, you are drunk and maybe dramatic. But, he can feel the sincerity of your words. No one has ever made such a confession for him. A pang hit his heart. All he can feel now is the heaving feeling in his chest. It must have been hard to be in your place with everything that happened. You have been nothing but nice and caring towards him the whole time. Even though he doesn’t remember anything about you.

He reached for your cheek and wiped off the tears with his thumb. You visibly relaxed from his touch. Like a puppy, you leaned into his warm palm.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, so low that it was almost inaudible.

You probably didn’t hear it since you didn’t react. You just glanced at him with a soft smile and droopy eyelids. Instead, you said:

“I want to sleep.”

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