#yoonmin oneshot

[celokjin]

the best dynamic, according to min yoongi by dragonyoongi

[derireo-galge]

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Yoongi stays away from ppl that are more brawl than brain. Their uni athletics team leader Jimin is like that. Though Yoongi doesn't mind him in his bed

Unexpectedly his heart melts as he gets to know him not through words but actions

[ angst with a happy ending | childhood friends to enemies and fwb to lovers | dom/sub undertones | dom yg/sub jm | face fucking | breathplay | thighs, chest, cock slapping | sex toys | edging | nipple play | come play | mirror sex | collars ]

A 15 year old Yoongi is losing his mind. Jimin got into a fight again.

- Tell me one, one good reason why you risked being suspended while the headmaster is already on your tail? The younger boy was sitting beside him on a bench, sniffing and pressing a pack of frozen mushrooms to his cheek.

He was pouting, shoulders raised in defense. It was getting warmer and warmer with each day and sitting outside the convenience store brought a lot of memories from when they were younger.

They'd sneak inside during their school lunch break and buy sweets with some change, whoever had some on him. Now he was buying frozen food to reduce the swelling on his friend's face.

- But hyung, - the younger whined, - I couldn't just stand aside and let them push you around like a ragdoll! - Don't word it like that! That sounds pitiful, - Yoongi groaned, - They wouldn't seriously hurt me. I was fine. You, on the other hand, can't afford to get in trouble with the administration. - He crouched in front of his friend and looked at his defiant face, +

- You need to graduate successfully so you can join me, remember?

Jimin's expression softened then instantly.

- I'm sorry, Yoongi-hyung. I'll try, okay?

The elder appreciated that the other at least was putting his effort in.

An 18 year old Yoongi was devastated.

He didn't gain enough points to get in. He was crushed.

Jimin was sitting next to the bed the older was lying on, head buried in the pillows. - Hyung, please, at least drink some water. - the younger boy pleaded, - You are going to get yourself sick like this.

The sobs gradually stopped, there was nothing but heavy silence and occasional sniffles in the room. - I did everything I could, everything! And it still it wasn't enough, Minnie. Everything I did was for that one goal I set. Now what do I do?

Jimin hugged his friend's shoulders tightly and tried to sound reassuring:

- We will figure this out, hyung. Like we always do. - His voice was soft, soothing, - It seems like the end of the world right now but it isn't.

And a week later the boy heard the news that the elder decided to enlist. A 16 year old Jimin was crushed.

But he was sure he could figure things out too. After all, he knew exactly what he wanted.

A 25 year old Yoongi was furious.

He was running late because of the freaking bus that broke down and he had to run for the last part of the way.

When he was passing the entrance doors he bumped into the members of their athletics team. Ugh, way to start a day.

They were always the trouble, skipping classes and thriving off their sport scholarship, always mocking people they pick randomly.

Yoongi was one of them. - Hey, that's our boy! - one of them shouted in a disgusting voice.

- Step aside now, I need to go, - Yoongi said firmly. - And I'm not your boy, shut your mouth. Before they could retort, he pushed through and ran up the stairs to the hallway connecting two university buildings, still hearing their snide remarks and cackling.

When he was almost reaching the studios, he bumped shoulders with someone he didn't even want to think about now. Jimin definitely had a better reaction than him.

The impact would have the elder stumbling and taking a fall but before he could let out a single sound, his forearm was grabbed tightly. - Oh, hyung! - Jimin looked at him with a small smile on his lips, - hey, I wanted to talk to you about something.

- I'm busy, - was the immediate reply, - and don't call me that. Someone might hear. Yoongi set his arm free, straightened his glasses and bolted towards one of the studios, shutting the door behind him.

- Okay, Yoongi-ssi, - said Jimin quietly, standing in the empty hallway.

But Yoongi, of course, didn't hear it. He let out a heavy sigh.

He unlocked his phone and typed a curt message to the younger:

"Mine. Tonight".

He looked around. There was lots to do if he wanted to finish early today.

He was frustrated.

Today's slip made him anxious - if anyone would have been in that hallway they would have heard Jimin addressing him so casually. He didn't want to be associated with someone like athletics team captain, notorious for getting in trouble with his delinquent teammates.

They could be university's pride all they wanted, he wasn't phased with that, thank you very much. His thesis was almost done, even before he was originally planning.

All he wanted to do is to be out of these walls as soon as possible.

Later he was sitting on his unmade bed, staring into nothing when he heard a quiet knocking on the door.

- Come in, - he says loudly.

The door to his room opens, revealing a dressed up Jimin, shuffling on his feet. He looks nervous, but both of them in a privacy of his room? It's nothing unusual as of lately.

A familiar territory now, so Yoongi significantly calms down. Yoongi didn't regret giving the younger his passcode. Tonight he couldn't be bothered to move more than strictly necessary.

- Yoongi-ssi? Hello, I brought this? - there was a tall to go cup with iced americano written on the side in ink. The younger sounded unsure, almost timid but the elder kept his composure.

- Thank you, Jimin-ssi, - he took the cup and batted his eyes at the captain.

He looked a little too pleased for his liking. Every time before they start getting into things they sometimes do, Yoongi wonders. How did they end up here?

Was it the time the younger threw his many opportunities away, enlisting right after school, just before Yoongi came back? Was it that time he got bullied here by thise dumb athletes and Jimin did nothing?

Or was it because, truly, essentially, any two people will forever be strangers to each other in the end? He didn't know the answer tonight.

He only knew what they both wanted, once again confirmed when Jimin firmly replied "Green" to his question. It was easy, casual.

All he needed to do is to keep his former friend at arm's length and take whatever he needed himself out of this arrangement. He was slowly sipping on his coffee while Jimin waited patiently.

Finally Yoongi took pity on him and gestured on a fluffy rug right before his feet.

(Comfort, safety, no bodily harm, especially for knees of a sportsman, Yoongi wasn't an asshole, thank you). The younger took the invitation and carefully settled on his knees before his gorgeous hyung.

Admittedly, cold hearted hyung, but they say water shapes stones eventually). Now, the elder could hold grudges all he wanted but he was good at what he did.

- Anything interesting happened today, Jimin-ssi?

The other's eyes brightened.

He placed his palms on his knees (good boy) and started telling the elder about miscellaneous things. Yoongi only listened to him half-heartedly, as usual, focusing on staying calm.

When his coffee was finished he lifted Jimin's chin with his fingers.

- I've been stressed lately, - he caressed the jawline that was sharp enough to cut stone, - Mind helping me, Jimin-ssi? - Yes, sir, - the younger replied instantly, patiently waiting for further instructions.

When Yoongi parted his legs, the younger got to work. He shuffled closer, glided his hands all over Yoongi's thighs and slowly unbuttoned and lowered his jeans. "He's dressed up so smartly tonight", - the elder thought.

And surely, Jimin was dressed in black slacks and white button up shirt that fitted him nicely. There were much fitter sportsmen on that team of his, but the younger looked harmonious with his lean build and defined muscles. His blond hair was parted stylishly and it looked like he applied some products in it, mainly because it didn't look like the usual lion's mane he sported on a daily basis.

Smart outfit and Jimin, well, that was new. He wanted to ask him about it but realized he's probably already told Yoongi about it, he just didn't listen.

The moment calloused hands touched his unclothed cock all other thoughts evaporated from Yoongi's mind. Jimin worked diligently, his hands moving swiftly, carefully. It didn't take long to get it to full hardness.

Yoongi looked down on his lover.

He wanted to ruin his perfect look, so it matched the inside.

Or what he thought was the inside. No, no time to mull over this now.

He grabbed a fistful of blond locks and started guiding him to take deeper, staying buried in the younger’s throat for longer and longer.

He took it all. He moved his hips and pushed his hard cock down Jimin's throat, feeling it constricting and swallowing around the head.

He pushed more and kept his head close to his pelvis, staying tightly nested inside until he felt a slap on his ankle, indicating Jimin needed a breather. Then he started thrusting into his lover's mouth with fervor, grunting and pulling Jimin's blond hair.

It was messy, a mix of lewd noises and dripping spit, running down Yoongi's balls.

He pulled the younger off his dick and pushed his face into them. - Clean up your mess.

Jimin obediently lapped at the wetness gathering it in his mouth, going back to being pushed on a veiny girth with his wet mouth and throat. When Yoongi felt himself getting embarrassingly close to coming, he yanked Jimin's mouth off his cock and relished in the view of his red spit-slicked lips and chin.

- Enjoying yourself, Jimin-ssi? - Y-yes, sir, - his voice was strained and his breath uneven, a string of saliva running from the corner of his lips down his chin.

- Take your clothes off and get on the bed, - Yoongi said firmly and got up himself. He took his jeans off but left his oversized sweatshirt on. He preferred to be covered up.

When he turned around he saw Jimin sitting on his bed, leaning on the headboard.

His hands were clutching the sheets, his abs defined, tense. His cock was standing proudly, curving slightly in the side, a hint of precome glistening on the pinkened head.

Yoongi slowly got in the bed and crawled towards the younger. He picked a cock ring off his bedside cabinet and, having thoroughly and obnoxiously licked it, spreading dripping saliva, put it on younger’s curved length.

Sliding his palms over Jimin's thick legs, he raised his hand and landed a loud slap on his thigh. - Ah! - the younger moaned, trying his best not to instinctively curl on himself.

He threw his head back and held onto the bunched up sheets tighter. Yoongi mercilessly - but at controlled pace - swatted the reddened skin, leaving handprints all over Jimin's thighs.

Even though it's something they both enjoyed he still watched his expression attentively. The elder nudged the weeping cock and the younger nodded, whispering a confident "Green".

Then Yoongi grazed the shaft with blunt nails and swiftly landed a series of quick slaps with his hand relaxed. Still, it was enough for Jimin to cry out and moan in pleasure, precome trickling down to his balls.

Yoongi toyed with his length and balls, giving them light spanks continuously. He then slapped his thighs hard several more times emitting soft groans from the young man before settling on his lap.

- Keep your hands down, - he grabbed his chin again, - you understand?

- Yes, sir. - Jimin's voice was strained and face contorted in delight. - Good boy, - he drawled and heard Jimin's breath hitch.

Yoongi looked at him. The way his lover’s eyes travelled his body, shy, starry, clouded with bliss, made him feel on top of the world.

He decided he felt generous tonight. He settled over the younger’s hard cock and grinded down intensely.

When Jimin abandoned the sheets and lifted his hand, he landed a slap on his pec.

- Ah, - he heard a sweet moan and hummed appreciatively. He kept grinding and slapping his chest, admiring the red fingerprints that got more and more visible as minutes went by.

He grazed his nipples with his nails, flicking them unexpectedly, enjoying the view of the younger squirming, laid down and completely at his mercy. He leaned close to Jimin, hovering above him.

The other looked up and saw mischief behind usually cold expression.

Oh fuck, he managed to think. Yoongi circled one arm around his neck and when the athlete thought he was going for a hug he went further, only to retract something from underneath the blankets.

A short tailed flogger.

Jimin sighed. - Are you alright with this? - a deep raspy voice sounded, - We can stop anytime.

Jimin contemplated but not for too long. It was a light one, his and Yoongi's favourite.

He loved it maybe a little to much. So he eagerly nodded.

And felt a slight burn on his chest where Yoongi flicked him with a flogger just a second ago.

- Use your words, pup, - he said sternly.

- Yes, Sir, I want it, - before adding softly, - please. Yoongi smirked and continued grinding on the younger’s erection, this time landing swats on his chest with no particular rhythm.

Jimin knew he wouldn't last long.

- Ah, ah, Yoongi-ssi, - Jimin tried talking without stuttering, - I'm getting close. Yoongi stopped and looked at his pleading face.

There was a small pout on his lips, his eyes were half-closed in pleasure.

A pretty red blush spread from his cheeks to his neck and collarbones, making him look even more desired. Yoongi took pity on him, mostly because he was too getting really close himself.

He reached the bedside table and grabbed a bottle of lube.

He dropped in next to Jimin's hand and propped himself on his knees, leaning on the headboard. - Prep me, - he huffed out and lightly wiggled his butt. He was getting impatient.

Having been given the green light Jimin didn't hold back. He nosed at Yoongi's collarbones, nipping at the soft pinkish skin.

He loved the taste, the softness, how easily it is to mark it.

Loved the quiet mewling sounds his hying would make. But he'd keep it a secret. For now.

Letting Yoongi take the upper hand he felt cared for, looked after.

Which was honestly borderline delusional but Jimin was a kind of person that took whatever life has given to him. No complaints. He licked all the way to the buff chest and pert nipples, sucking and biting on them lightly, simultaneously opening the bottle and spreading the cool gel between all his fingers. He knew Yoongi loved his chest played with so he used one hand to grab his pecs one after another, paying even attention to each, thoroughly licking and sucking the pink nubs inside his wide open mouth, working on them with tensed tongue. He'd graze them with his teeth, holding them between his lips and pulling on them.

He used the warmed up lube to twist the pebbled buds and knead them with his fingers to his hearts content. When they were thoroughly devoured and deliciously red and swollen he squeezed out more lube on his fingers.

He anticipated this all day. He gently spread the soft globes and rubbed at the entrance with slicked fingers.

Moving slowly, he started inserting them one by one, moving thoroughly and determingly. He didn't want to hurt him in any way so he was taking his sweet time.

Moments like these were his favourite.

When sometimes his hyung’s tough demeanor would slip and let him have a glance of a blissed out face with eyebrows furrowed and lips bitten. - E-enough, - Yoongi deemed and batted Jimin's hands away. - Hold on to the headboard.

Jimin complied wordlessly and held onto the wood like it was a lifeline. Yoongi slowly slipped the cockring off, grabbed the hardened girth and guided it inside himself.

The stretch felt amazing, a little burning but not painful.

He felt so full he got a little dizzy. It took a while but soon he was fully seated with Jimin's cock nested inside him, tight and deliciously snug. Taking his time to adjust, he looked over the man underneath him.

Jimin was biting his lips, brows scrunched and jaw tense, breathing deeply. He was holding the headboard so tight, his knuckles were white. When Yoongi started moving the younger let out a choked moan and whined.

- That's right, - Yoongi said, - whining like a little puppy under me, huh?

Jimin only moaned in response.

The verbal jabs sounded more playful than demeaning. Yoongi moved his hips in tiny circles, moving exactly how was most pleasurable for him.

He moved for a while and then stopped completely, when he felt the marked thighs tensing under him.

Then he'd start moving again only to stop a while later. Jimin's face and chest were sweaty with the tension from the edging.

Yoongi used the young athlete like a toy, not sparing him a single look.

Jimin found it really hot. Yoongi writhing on top of him, getting all the pleasure he wanted, taking what's his.

He looked ethereal, with beads of sweat rolling off his temples, droplets falling off the ends of his long curled hair, glasses still on. The big beige sweatshirt he was wearing and holding next to his neck to reveal his soft pretty nipples now fell down and off his shoulder.

Jimin carefully tugged on it several times and finally Yoongi noticed. - You've been quite good tonight, pup, - he said, still bouncing on his cock, his own one slapping his tummy and making wet lewd sounds. - Here's your reward. And in a swift motion he took the garment off, throwing it wherever, revealing his pale skin now reddened and shining with sweat.

Jimin choked on the moan again and mumbled something about getting close. Yoongi only fastened his pace, going up and down the younger’s shaft relentlessly, indulating his hips as he pleased.

- Give me your hand, - he almost moaned the words out. He wrapped Jimin's fingers around his own cock tightly and after a dozen of thrusts he felt the younger going taught as a bowstring under him.

He circled his hips forcefully, milking Jimin dry. He continued thrusting into the youngers fist until he was shooting cum all over his glistening abdomen.

He ran a hand through his wet locks and used the other one to spread his release all over the younger man's belly and chest. He was gathering the remnants of it with his fingers and putting them between his lover’s plush lips and in his own mouth too.

It took him a while to stand up but he did eventually, stumbling on the way to the bathroom and back. Jimin thought he blacked out for a moment before he felt soft wet material over his pecks and neck.

He opened his eyes and saw Yoongi wiping him with almost stoic expression on his face, except for ruddy cheeks and red bitten lips. - Okay? - he asked, not looking at his eyes.

- Yes, and you? - Jimin mumbled, wiping at the stray tears on his cheeks. He felt content.

- Yes.

He watched Jimin's face and seeing the small shy smile he felt relief. He trusted him to voice out loud if anything was wrong. After cleaning up nicely and drinking a mug of hot milky tea the elder pushed into his hands not looking him in the eyes Jimin realized his time here was up and got out of bed slowly, trying to put his clothes on as fast as he could. Before closing the door after himself he took the last look at the elder - he was tying up his home gown, gathering the soiled sheets off the bed.

- Goodnight, Yoongi-ssi, - he wished quietly.

- Goodnight, - he heard before finally closing the door.

Yoongi fell onto the clean sheets with a huff. He wasn't planning on any of this.

When he first saw Jimin here three years ago he felt elated.

Only to fall down hard from the mountain of past memories and illusions. It wasn't his sweet friend anymore.

They grew distant and lost contact.

He didn't know what happened in the other's life just like he never shared anything back.

They were two strangers that know just a little too much about each other. Jimin mingled with the crowd Yoongi personally despised.

Spoilt golden kids from rich and influential families, with only good skill (athletics) that think they're just better than anyone else.

That think they can do whatever they want, no consequences. Yoongi didn't like conflicts so he preferred to stay away.

He approached the younger first, telling him he had no desire to go back to what they were and he better act like they didn't know each other.

He didn't need to ruin his reputation by being associated with wrong people. He was here on scholarship after all.

And when he realized Jimin wasn't going to come to rescue when his so called friends started picking on him - that killed any remaining hope of restoring their former friendship. That was until this academic year started.

Yoongi was never really one to party but he made an exception.

And got disgustingly drunk. The track he's been working on for weeks wouldn't turn out how he wanted and he needed to get loose.

Jimin found him outside, sitting on the sidewalk, a bit dizzy and sad.

The younger silently took care of him, even though the drunk haze evaporated quickly. He took his larger hand with both ones, helping him stand on his feet.

His clothes was in disarray, hair mussed up and glasses crooked on his nose.

He was pouting, probably not even realizing it.

He looked attractive even right then. How long will it take for their orbits to align again?

Yoongi sobered up quickly.

Somehow he ended up at the table with the younger fussing over him, wiping his tears of frustration. Jimin tried talking to him but the elder just about had enough so he stupidly kissed him.

Kissed him.

Just to shut the other up.

Just to stop this awkwardness, stop the sudden avalanche of emotions.

Jimin reciprocated. It was Yoongi who proposed meeting casually, no strings attached.

After their last encounter they met by chance in a store just a street away from Yoongi's place.

He broke his own rule and asked something that has been on his mind since it started between them. And the response came as a shock.

- I'm mature enough to differentiate between the two, hyung. - Jimin said softly, running a hand through his fluffy hair, - That's why I keep agreeing to this. I know you won't overstep and won't break my boundaries. +

Your overall attitude towards me aside, I know I can always trust you in the scene.

Strike one.

Yoongi kept his disinterested face until the younger disappeared around the corner.

What was that? Suddenly brain matter growth catching up with the muscles?

But he could lie to himself no more.

Jimin wasn't this little boy that he let tag after himself in middle school.

He was bound to grow up one day.

One day he was walking his usual route from the bus stop to university gates.

The path happened to lie past the school, looking just like most of them in this country.

Like the school they used to go together. A wave of nostalgia hit him out of the blue.

He remembered Jimin's scraped knees and swollen knuckles.

Remembered hours waiting for his detentions to finish, sitting outside their school building, clutching a store-bought lunch in his hands. Remembered their walks they'd take on the way home, always choosing the longer route so they can spend more time together.

He sighed.

Those were the days. He almost walked past the school when he saw something on the outdoor stadium.

A group of younger boys stood gathered in half circle and before them stood..Jimin?

What was he doing with those kids? Taking their lunch money? He approached the gate that surrounded the stadium and heard that the younger was telling the kids off for bullying one of their classmates.

What? Jimin sounded really stern and authoritative.

The guilty kids hang their heads low, scraping their sport shoes on the gravel, looking the right amount ashamed. Now that wasn't what he expected this to be.

Jimin was choosing his words carefully, he was being stern but not unkind in any way. He sounded mature and grown up.

He bolted from there before he could be discovered. Turning round the corner, he felt breathless. He didn't know what to think.

Jimin was supposed to be this thick headed stereotypical guy, always looking for trouble and getting away just because he was representing such a prestigious institution. But the real life Jimin didn't match the Jimin Yoongi has painted inside his head over the last three years.

Second strike.

The third came unexpectedly.

It was a quiet time of the day in the neighbourhood. Yoongi loved strolling the small lanes between the houses, enjoying the view of green covered trees and prettily painted gates.

The ambience of the afternoon was broken with loud sounds of construction. He walked around the corner and saw a kindergarden with people gathered on the playground belonging to it.

And then he saw the familiar blond mop of hair, waving in the wind and the fluffy coat with the colourful geometrical pattern.

The hell was he doing here? After some time of watching the younger he realized he was helping the administration build a new playground.

He had a bright badge around his neck, which was telling - he was a volunteer. A totally unexpected turn of events - or is it really?

He's always been kind and giving.

Always understanding and accommodating Yoongi's needs.

He felt his eyes sting. At some point Jimin turned around, but it seemed like he has noticed him standing there like a fool before that.

- Enjoying the view, Yoongi-ssi?

The athlete was wearing a tight fit black shirt underneath, that was revealed when he took off his coat. His disheveled hair was damp with sweat, cheeks flushed.

An expression of glee turned into worry when he saw his hyung's face.

- Hyung? - his cheerful demeanor cracked really fast. He ran towards the elder with concern laced in his features, - What happened? Are you hurt? A gust of wind blew and Yoongi felt his cheeks were wet with tear tracks.

- 'M not hurt, - he sniffled, embarrassed at his reaction, - I'm okay. - Someone did something to you? - Jimin's hands were in the air before him, as if they wanted to touch, to make sure he was in one piece.

But wouldn't dare to do it. - I think... I did this to myself, Jimin-ah, - he admitted and all the shame he felt inside came crushing down on him.

But it was worth it because for the first time in years he saw Jimin smiling genuinely at him, sincerely, just like he used to when they were younger. His lost and found friend (or more than that?) opened his arms for him invitingly and Yoongi fell in the welcoming embrace.

It was like coming home. And getting back closer to the younger was as easy as breathing. They started walking home together, Jimin landing soft chaste pecks on his hyung’s blushing cheeks before parting ways at his front door. It was pretty platonic.

They both understood it was for the better because of all the healing they had to do to their relationship.

Until one day finally the young man agreed to come over to stay for the night.

They just cleared up the plates after home-cooked dinner the elder made with Jimin's help when he touched Jimin’s forearm tentatively.

- I have something for you, Jimin-ah.

The younger turned around with his eyebrows raised:

- A gift? - and then a soft "hyung" left his lips.

Yoongi's face was flushed and he shuffled his feet nervously.

- You don't have to accept it, we haven't discussed it, - "yet", he thought, - but I saw it online the other day and decided to give it a try. - Show me then! - Jimin clapped his hands in excitement.

They relocated to the bedroom and Yoongi retracted a black gift box from one of the drawers.

- Remember, you don't have to, - he reminded.

Jimin couldn't wait any longer so he carefully unwrapped it. His eyes went wide.

It was a finely made black leather collar, not the accessory type one, but sturdy, with a metal ring attached to the front, right underneath the silver buckle.

It looked gorgeous and classy. - Wow, hyung, - Jimin whispered, - I love it!

- Do you, pup? - Yoongi's lips curved upwards.

- I do, Sir. Can you put it on me? - the young man looked at him with dazed eyes and he couldn't refuse. Not even 5 minutes later they were sat on the bed, with Jimin's shirt and Yoongi's jeans discarded somewhere on the floor, kissing languidly.

It didn't feel as rushed as before but it wasn't less pleasurable. Yoongi was occasionally tugging at the ring in the collar which sent jolts of excitement in younger’s tummy.

- Good pup, - his hyung drawled into the kiss, - Looking so handsome today. Wanna help hyung? Jimin leaned into the hand that was ruffling his hair and preened at the praise.

- Yes, Sir, - was his eager reply.

- Surprise me, - Yoongi whispered right in his ear. All of a sudden Jimin stood up and scooped him in his arms, the elder didn't even have time to let out a single squeak.

He adjusted his hyungs fit frame in his arms and walked up to the wall. Plump wet lips travelled along the veins of the pale neck, caressing and nuzzling it lovingly, tender.

Yoongi threw his head back, almost hitting the wall he was tightly pressed to. Strong hands went to caress full milky things only to discover he had nothing underneath the almost unbuttoned dress shirt he was wearing.

- You're a menace, hyung, - the younger groaned, slipping out a bit. - That I am, - Yoongi chuckled and teased, - That all you got, pup?

Jimin adjusted himself and started slowly grinding on his hyung’s throbbing length while planting nips and kisses to the collarbones and chest. It was getting messier as their cocks started oozing precome and they were getting sweaty, sucking on each other's tongues, saliva dripping everywhere.

Jimin didn't feel tired but he noticed Yoongi's breath getting uneven, belly tensing. It wasn't long before he asked:

- Dont wanna come like this. Take me to bed, Jimin-ah?

That he did.

They fell into the blankets, a mess of limbs, hands grabbing onto each other, Yoongi still holding onto the collar and Jimin's hand buried in dark wet locks. At some point he turned around and kneeled on the bed with Jimin right behind him.

- Watch me, pup, - he smirked, uncapping a bottle of lube, - hands behind your back. Jimin was left to watch his hyung prepping himself excruciatingly slowly but he knew it will be worth it in the end.

When he was done he turned around to hook two of his long fingers through the metal ring, pulling and beckoning him closer. Jimin understood the assignment.

He hastily discarded his unzipped jeans and kneeled behind the elder.

But before he could even start he felt a hand on his jaw, turning his head to the side. Opposite the bed was a wardrobe with a moving mirrored door. He gulped audibly.

- I want you to watch carefully, don't take your eyes off us, got it, pup?

- Yes, Sir. I'll do my best, - his voice cracked and he would be embarrassed if he wasn't so turned on. He grabbed Yoongi's hip with one hand and slowly guided himself to his hyung's slicked and stretched hole with the other.

His cock felt hot in his hand but it couldn't compare to the smoldering heat once he was sheathed inside. He took his time breathing deeply, trying not to come right there.

After a while he felt impatient tugs around his neck and his eyes snapped up, trained on both their bodies in the mirror. Yoongi was tugging the ring so demanding and bossy, Jimin's body started moving out of instinct.

Yoongi was moaning out loud, not caring about anything else in the world and it made Jimin’s heart leap with joy, seeing his hyung letting himself go like that. The final straw that did it for him was watching Yoongi's wet dripping cock bouncing from the impact of his trusts and soon he came, filling his hyug with his release. He pulled out carefully, laying him on his back and going down between his hyung's legs urgently.

It only took a minute or two for Yoongi to fill his mouth and throat with tangy liquid which he eagerly lapped at, sucking him dry. Jimin rested his head on Yoongi's soft tummy and felt like soaring when long bony fingers massaged his scalp and tickled his ears.

His heart was content, as if he was drowning between the waves but was now washed onto the familiar shores. - You did so well, my Jiminie, - Yoongi whispered quietly but the other heard him anyway.

- So did you, hyung, - he replied, - I'll never get tired of this.

His hyung chuckled:

- Of what? Fucking against the wall?

- Well, there's that, - he giggled and paused. - Never get tired of being with you, hyung.

The silence stretched above them but it wasn't cold or uncomfortable.

- Come here, - Yoongi said, voice wavering, - Sleep in my arms tonight. - And many more nights? - the younger supplied hopefully.

- And many more nights, - confirmed Yoongi and held the younger boy closer to his chest.

This is where his heart was.

And will be.

~the end~

[atthegeniusfactory]

i'll risk it all for you

that's what jimin said before he turned his back on him.

willing to give up everything to make him stay. ready to do anything for him, even if it was something he was not used to doing. even if it would cause him his life and career. that's how much jimin was willing for him.



he smiled at that.

the smile that jimin fell in love with. he clearly remembers the first time he saw that smile on him and realized he was the reason for that shy, beautiful upturn curved on his thin, soft lips. that night, jimin felt like the most successful man on the planet for making the most successful man on the planet smile.



but tonight was different. his eyes spoke differently.



"you've already done enough. more than enough. it shouldn't be like this. i feel like you've done everything for me, for this relationship, and all i did was nothing."



jimin shook his head. no.

jimin did those for him willingly, because he wanted to. wanted things easier for him. and never did he demand for anything back. jimin was happy doing things for him. he though it was just right.



"i feel like we stopped ourselves from growing because we're too busy to make us grow. we forgot that we both have our separate world and that we also need to grow and learn things separately."



jimin's vision blurred out with the tears that's clouding his eyes. he held jimin's face between his hands and looked at him directly, straight through his soul, with tired, sad, tearful eyes.



"we have to find ourselves back. we have to see and experience the world on our own and grow from it. i know we can do it together, but i think it's best to do it apart."



jimin quickly wiped his tears and he did the same to him. both leaned on each other's touch savoring every last second. he stepped back first.



"i don't know what could happen to us after this. we might find our way back or not. but whatever the future holds, i will still be here for you. i am always grateful for you and what we had. i will always have that with me. never blame yourself for the love that you gave because that kept me here and gave me the courage to find myself."



jimin wanted to reach out to him but he took another step back, smiling again. and all jimin could do was to stare and engrave deeper in his soul every line and curve of his face, the way he looks, the way he felt. jimin looked at him and hope that he could see right through him.

to see that after all these, jimin will find his way back home, to him. jimin has no intention of abandoning his home for a long time. he will take a vacation, but he will come back. always.





and jimin did.





and yoongi did.







two years after, the two met unexpectedly at the exact same spot where they left everything. maybe this is the universe working for them.



they stayed at the bench facing the Sunken Garden, waiting for whoever would speak first.



jimin did.



"how are you?"



yoongi smiled at that. the smile that made jimin fell for him hard. after everything, jimin still loves that smile on him. and perhaps this is his favorite of all the smiles he received from him because this is the most genuine and peaceful one he has seen.

all jimin could see were the happy memories they had together. he could not remember all the finest details but he knows that once in his life, that smile made them who they are today and brought them where they are right now.



yoongi began telling stories about his travels and his search for his true self, and how he was able to resolve his issues with his family, and how he finally asked for a professional help, and how he was there in that chapter of jimin's life and he would like to still be there for the next ones.



and jimin told him his. how he was able to start a business and learned to live on his own, and how much confident he is now with the works he do, and how yoongi helped him in every step and how he is still helping him move forward.





somewhere during their talk, jimin realized that it's not really just love that makes the relationship work. it's a whole lot of other things and it starts with yourself. you have to be complete and you have to do it yourself, for yourself. you cannot depend on other people to fill the gaps and voids in you and make you whole.



you love yourself. understand yourself. figure things out about yourself. find yourself and constantly find yourself.



you do all these before you can offer yourself to someone else. because if you do, you will be able to give much to them without emptying yourself. you will know better to put yourself first. it may sound selfish but that's how it should be. and then you work simultaneously to continue filling up yourself even until it overflows, and that will nurture the relationship you have.



you just simply have to be there for yourself first.



in the process of coming back to the house they sailed away from, they found a new resting place within themselves. lucky for them, they are able to re-build their home, with a stronger foundation and with grander amount of love.



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this may be my story or inspired by 'the hows of us'



song i listened to :)



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[the-mazed-magic-shop]

I am such a sucker for everything yoonmin and this was just SO FREAKING CUTE!!!! Like Yoongi being mesmerised by Jimin's smile and crescent eyes, and "soft and sharp features" - that's so canon Yoongi (┬┬﹏┬┬) I love it!

Ghost Friend

Yoongi's spirit has stayed in his dilapidating home for decades. One day, Jimin and his friends Taehyung and Jungkook decide to visit the property, and Jimin makes a ghost friend.

Or, the one where Jimin is totally Jean Grey.

👻 Yoongi x Jimin (platonic)

👻 word count: 1.8k

👻 friends who encounter a ghost, haunting au, crack treated seriously, slight hurt/comfort, appropriate for all audiences

👻 warnings: uhhh...honestly, none? Yoongi is a ghost (which implies that he is dead!) but otherwise, this is a very chill, cute little Halloweenie fic. it is not in the slightest bit scary! Yoongi is lonely, and there is a positive ending. i guess my sense of humor could count as a warning!!!

👻 note: since it's a drabble, the descriptions are not as vivid as usual. it's mostly ~vibes~.

👻 request by @park-jimin-isnt-real for my Harrowing Halloween event! thank you so much for requesting!!! 🍉💜 i feel like you wanted it to be a little more of a crack fic but i managed to make it so serious haha. 🤪

👻 beta read by @neoneunnajimin

👻 posted oct. 2023 | read on ao3

“Hey, Chim, think fast!”

The one who reacts to the nickname Chim – who Yoongi surmises is actually named Jimin – glances up in time for an inflatable ball to travel through Yoongi's spectral form and pummel Jimin in the side of the face. The two men Jimin trespasses with stand about ten feet away, and the buffer of the two – who Yoongi thinks is named Jeongguk – is doubled over laughing, dark hair falling in his face. 

The one Yoongi thinks is named Jimin is understandably annoyed, picking up the ball, which is painted like a basketball but much smaller, inspecting it before throwing it back with nowhere near as much strength. It nearly hits the one who might be named Taehyung, and falls to the floor, rolling away.

Jimin complains, “Don’t throw haunted toys at me, you fucking creeps,” sounding exasperated.

The toy isn’t haunted, nor does it belong to Yoongi, but he is unwilling to correct them. He thinks some children brought it to the property long ago, before the house had become somewhat of a local legend, and left it behind. Sometime in the early 2000s, he thinks, though he cannot be sure.

“This place isn’t really haunted,” the one who might be named Taehyung says in a low, somewhat whiny voice. He kicks at debris that has fallen from the dilapidated ceiling with a frown. 

Of course, this place is haunted. Yoongi standing in the center of their friend group proves as much. Only Yoongi has not made his presence known, just yet. 

Although it is somewhat disrespectful the way people always treat his house like a heap of trash, Yoongi rather likes it when folks come to visit. Being a ghost can get quite lonely, especially because Yoongi hesitates to let anyone really perceive him. 

He thinks he would like to let Jimin perceive him. Jimin, with his pretty, pouty lips that he nibbles nervously, causing them to redden and become even more pouty. Jimin, with his short ash-brown hair and stunning blend of sharp and soft features, depending on which angle he stands at. There is something gentle and understanding in Jimin's wide, dark eyes that Yoongi wishes he could get lost in. 

If only he were still alive. 

"Jeongguk," Yoongi hears Taehyung say quietly, leaning in close and pointing to another discarded ball. This one is larger and red, and its surface collects dust better than the inflatable one. "You should throw this at him when his back is turned."

Jeongguk scoffs and shakes his head, muttering, "You are so childish, Tae," despite walking over to the red ball and picking it up anyway. He very quietly tosses the ball into the air and catches it while Jimin meanders in the opposite direction, distracted by some graffiti on Yoongi's busted living room wall. 

"Hey, Chim!" Jeongguk shouts.

Yoongi, who has begun slowly gravitating toward Jimin, watches as Jimin sighs and turns, shouting, "What, now?"

Jeongguk chucks the ball, and Jimin recoils this time, lifting his hand in order to deflect it. Except, without thinking, Yoongi reaches up and stops the ball in mid-air. Then, realizing his mistake, he quickly drops it. 

If Yoongi could breathe, he would be holding his breath. He feels anxious as his gaze moves between Jimin and his curious friends, whose expressions are frozen with shock. Jimin's hand had lifted just in time for the ball, but Yoongi managed to exert just enough of his spiritual energy to stop it. 

"Holy shit!" Jeongguk shouts, breaking the tense silence. 

Jimin's hand still hovers in the air, and he glances at it curiously. "What…just happened?" he asks. 

"You're fucking Magneto!" Jeongguk shouts. "That's what happened."

Taehyung sighs, stepping closer and picking up the red ball, which had rolled in the direction of his feet. "Magneto can only control metal, Jeongguk. Like a magnet…it's in his name."

Jeongguk shakes his head, mind clearly working on overdrive. "Right, right, right," he mutters under his breath, seemingly searching somewhat frantically for something other than busted concrete and dust to throw at his friend next. "You're like…Jean Grey then."

As Jimin finally begins to lower his hand, the stunned expression remains on his face, and he begins to glance around at eye level as if he suspects there may have been some kind of invisible force that helped him. If Yoongi had a heart, it would sink as Jimin looks right at him – right through him. His eyes are sad and curious, and Yoongi longs so badly to just reach out and touch him. 

"You have to do it again!" Jeongguk exclaims.

"Can you do it again?" Taehyung softly asks. 

"I…" Jimin mutters, brows knitting as he shakes his head. "No, I—I don't know what happened, but I am definitely not—"

"Think fast!" Taehyung shouts, causing both Jimin and Yoongi to sigh. Jimin reaches his hand up and, without giving it another thought, Yoongi also reaches his hand out, stopping the ball right in front of Jimin's open palm.

This time, when Jimin's eyes search the air right where Yoongi stands, Yoongi fumbles and drops the ball. He had meant to hold it up as a show to Jimin's friends, but even Jimin's unknowingly undivided attention makes him panic. If Yoongi had a heart, it would be going wild right now. 

"How the fuck…" Jeongguk mutters, at the same time Jimin – whose eyes have not left the space Yoongi occupies – mutters, "Who the fuck…"

"Pick it back up," Taehyung insists. "With no hands."

"I can't—" Jimin begins but Jeongguk whines, "Just try!"

Jimin sighs and squats in front of the ball, which has been rolled over to Jimin's feet by one of his friends. Yoongi also squats. 

All is quiet as Jimin holds his hand out in front of the red ball. He mutters, "This is so stupid," under his breath while chewing on the inside of his mouth. Yoongi wonders if that is a nervous tick of his – wonders what other nervous ticks he may have. 

Jimin knits his brow and Yoongi snaps back to what he is meant to focus on: the ball. He reaches out and slowly begins to lift the red ball with both hands, ever so slightly. Jimin gasps softly while his friends begin to shout. 

"How—" Jimin mutters as his eyes lift to Yoongi again and glance around the space, searching. 

"This is crazy!" Jeongguk shouts.

"How did we never know you could do this?" Taehyung asks. 

Jimin clicks his tongue and drops his hands, making Yoongi drop the ball, as well. "I can't do this," Jimin snaps back. "Obviously there is some kind of supernatural force at play."

"There's no such thing as supernatural forces," Jeongguk responds, sounding like an annoyed schoolchild. 

This makes Jimin laugh. His eyes become little crescent moons, and Yoongi thinks he has never seen anything so beautiful in his life, nor his afterlife. 

"You don't believe in ghosts but you believe in telekinesis?" Jimin argues, amusement shaking through every word. "Even though it was your idea to come through the haunted Min property? Make it make sense!"

Hearing Yoongi's name pass Jimin's lips makes him gasp. 

"Pick it up again," Jeongguk insists. 

Jimin sighs. 

Yoongi smiles. 

After a moment of hesitation, Jimin holds his hands out, just as he had done before. The ball only rolled about a foot away when Jimin dropped it, and he leans forward. 

Yoongi also leans forward, and when he picks up the ball, Jimin must think twice, because he begins to lower his hands. Before Yoongi has a chance to lower the ball to match Jimin's movement, their energies overlap. 

It is so brief and so faint, but Jimin's fingertips fall right into Yoongi's energy, passing through the side of his hand. All of his energy tingles, from his fingertips to his toes, and he drops the ball entirely when he realizes Jimin must have felt something, as well. 

This time, when Jimin gazes right in his direction, Yoongi has to fight the urge to materialize on the spot and make his presence known. In the past, when he has been particularly moody about guests in his home, he has materialized just to scare the shit out of them. That is one of the reasons his old home has such a reputation for being haunted, almost a decade later. 

Jimin's lips part as if he is about to say something, when Taehyung asks, "Jimin? Are you okay?"

In a blink, Jimin clears his throat and says, "Yeah, sorry. Thought I felt something."

"Okay, well," Jeongguk complains impatiently, "pick it up again."

Jimin sighs but smiles, shaking his head slightly as his gaze passes over Yoongi again and then returns to the ball. He holds his hands out and pretends to concentrate, and Yoongi reaches out and picks up the ball. 

A bright flash fills the space, making Yoongi drop the ball while Jimin heavily blinks and frowns, looking up at his friends. 

"I got it!" Jeongguk cheers. "Proof that Jimin is Jean Grey!" 

"You can hardly tell the ball is even lifted," Taehyung bickers. "From the angle it looks like it could still be on the floor."

While the two of them argue, Jimin continues to search the space. He holds out his hand, palm facing Yoongi, and without giving it any thought, Yoongi returns the gesture by holding his hand up and ever so slightly touching their palms together. 

"Heol," Jimin mutters, eyes widening. "I knew it."

The other two continue to bicker while Jimin sits and stares, smile slowly creeping over his face. If Yoongi had a heart, it would be aching. All he wants is to say something back or materialize fully and let Jimin see him. But what kind of a relationship could be had between a human trespasser and a ghost who refuses to leave his own home?

"Jimin-ssi!" Jeongguk shouts, "we have to do it again. I need a better picture."

"We are not taking another picture," Jimin says, rolling his eyes. "I promise you, I am not Jean Grey."

As the three friends argue, Yoongi stays squatted, eyes trailing from Jimin to the ball. He feels a deep, overwhelming sadness that has only compounded in the years since his death. Loneliness. Grief. But he also feels happy. Although he knows it would not be a good idea for Jimin to see him, he thinks that it is okay if he lets Jimin feel him a little more. 

"Just do it one more time!" Jeongguk insists. 

"No pictures," Jimin responds, to which Jeongguk quickly adds, "My phone is in my pocket!"

Jimin sighs, Yoongi sighs, and they both reach for the ball. 

"Are you ready, ghost friend?" Jimin asks so quietly that Yoongi wonders if he may have misheard. 

But he knows he has not misheard because Jimin stares right at him – right through him – with a smile. If Yoongi had a heart, it would be soaring.

Ghost friend. Yoongi likes the sound of that. 

happy halloweeeen!!! 🎃👻🍂

i hope you enjoy this little drabble! i have a few more on the way. submissions for this event are closed, but i hope to do it again, next year!!!

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Sprite's Favourite Fics {Bangtan Fics} Part 6

Note: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12 (completed)

(Also, all the moodboards are edited by me therefore I request everyone not to repost them as theirs)

[OT7]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Our Relationship by champagneher

pairing: bts x foreign!f!reader based on: the members in their own romantic relationships with their significant others, but they've been keeping it a secret. genre: preference, reaction, fluff, established relationship warnings: making out, little suggestive, them being in their element, strong bf vibes, mentions of jealousy.

➺ Seven Kinds Of Love by Jimlingss

Pairing: Bts x reader Words: 7984 Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut Summary: Love - an intense feeling of deep affection.

{SERIES}

➺ 7 Hybrids moved in with me by lillsismarshmallow [ONGOING]

Pairing: Hybrid!Poly!BTS x Fem!Reader Chapters:  19/30 Genre: Hybrids AU, Fluff, Angst, SWF, Caretaker!Reader Description: When the dog hybrid who visits her bakery starts taking extra food Y/N follows it through the alleys to find out why, but what happens when she stumbles upon an empty alley only to find 6 more hybrids and some very familiar pastries?

➺ Diamond Tears and Little Wings by writersrealmbts

Pairing: Poly! BTS x fairy! reader Genre: angst, fluff, idol au, fantasy au Chapters: 7/7 Description: You’re a fairy, taken in by BTS. You need lots of love and care, otherwise your light will fade and you turn to stone. Between the seven of them, you should never feel unloved. Right?

➺ Home by casuallyimagining

Pairing: Hybrid Min Yoongi x Female Reader; Platonic OT7 x Female Reader; Namseok; Jinkook Genre: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff Word Count: 72,245 Chapters: 26/26 [sequel to fix you] Summary: After helping Yoongi get away from his abusive former owner, you’re left to focus on your relationship and how it progresses. That is, until you find six other hybrids who need your help, and their former owner decides he’s going to make your life hell.

[KIM NAMJOON]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Drabble by happy-meo

pairing: namjoon x reader genre: fluff summary: a fluffy oneshot of when reader met namjoon for the first time. [Part of First Meeting Series]

➺ Inside My Mind [M] by jimlingss

➜ Pairing: Namjoon x Reader ➜ Words: 19.2k ➜ Genres: 50% Fluff, 50% Smut, High School!AU ➜ Summary: You're safe in the confines of your mind. Free to think whatever, free to fantasize to your heart's content. And your imagination tends to quite a wild turn when you’re dying from sheer boredom. But when some GUY IN YOUR CLASS CAN FUCKING READ MINDS - YOU'RE NOT SAFE ANYMORE! WHAT THE FUCKSKDKASDFGHJKL—

➺ My only wish by ppersonna

✹ pairing- kim namjoon x reader ✹ word count- 15.1k OOF ✹ genre- smut, fluff, tiny tiny angst if you squint, enemies to lovers, fake dating au, idiots to lovers, brief mention of YoonMin ✹ summary- There are few things you hate most in this world. Hornets, unnecessary fruit pieces in otherwise perfectly good jello, certain shades of orange… But nothing takes the cake more than two simple things. Christmas. And Kim Namjoon. So why did you agree to pretend to be Kim Namjoon’s girlfriend at his family Christmas party? Bah-Humbug.

{SERIES}

➺ You set my heart on fire [M] by hayjeon

→ pairing: fireman! namjoon x paramedic! y/n → genre: fluff,smut → chapters: 2/2 → summary: As a surgeon forced to volunteer as a paramedic in the Seoul Fire Department during an unfortunate probation incident, your one and only goal was to get to work, do your thing, and get the hell home and back to your original high-salary job. But when the SFD’s Chief is the incredibly attractive, cocky, and persistent Kim Namjoon, things start to get heated.  

➺ Page Turner by bts-reveries

→ pairings: author!namjoon x fangirl!reader → genre: fluff! + maybe a little bit of angst?? → parts: 29/29 → summary: Namjoon and his daughter were inseparable. Despite his busy work schedule, he kept his daughter, Moonji, right by his side. He is an author after all and this meant work was from home and he was able to spend time with Moonji every second he can. After the chapter that included his wife has ended, Namjoon has been stuck on the same chapter of just him and Moonji for almost three years now. Until a new inspiration for his next chapter came to his book signing. But is it too soon for another page of romance?

[KIM SEOKJIN]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Watch and Learn by namfinessed

Pairing: Idol! jin x gf! reader Genre: Fluff, idol au, established relationship Wordcount: 1.3k Synopsis: “ah my dance machine needed a break from their fiery moves.”

➺ Blue Blooded [M] by hobibliophile

Pairing: Prince! Jin x Princess! reader Word Count: 8.6k+ Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff, Arranged Marriage au Summary: ​You’ve been happily married to Crown Prince Seokjin for months now. Or so it would appear to the public. What only you and the palace staff know your shameful secret: you never consummated your marriage.

➺ Hot Blooded [M] by hobibliophile

Pairing: Prince! Jin x Princess! reader Word Count: 3.4k+ Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff, Arranged Marriage au Summary: ​As the Crown Princess, you are never seen wearing the same dress twice. Many attribute this to your wealth or your status. If only they knew the reason for your constantly changing wardrobe, was the fact that your husband can never keep from literally ripping your clothes off.

➺ Drabble by happy-meo

pairing: seokjin x reader genre: fluff summary: a fluffy oneshot of when reader met seokjin for the first time. [Part of First Meeting Series]

➺ Christmas Cookies by jjungkookislife

↬ pairing: Jin x f. reader ↬ genre: established relationship au, fluff, smut [18+] ↬ wc: 7.3k ↬ summary: Jin is the eldest of seven (troublesome) brothers who Y/N loves beyond belief, even if the twins and the youngest cause her some trouble. After some reassurance from Y/N, a talk from his parents, and a ring, Jin decides to bake her some special Christmas cookies.

{SERIES}

➺ Burden by neonlights92

Pairing: Mafia! Seokjin x Reader Genre: Arranged Marriage au, Mafia Au, Angst, Fluff Parts: 7/7 Synopsis: After the death of his wife during childbirth Kim Seokjin is unable to hold his baby daughter without grief taking control. Just three weeks after the love of his life is taken from him so suddenly, Jin is expected to marry somebody new. You are foolish and have spent your whole life pining after Kim Seokjin from afar, even after he marries your best friend, Seul.  But suddenly Seul is gone and you are expected to marry Jin and raise his child. You know your heart is already in it, but what about his?  

[MIN YOONGI]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ F*ck Tradition by dancinglikebutterflywings

- Pairing: Min Yoongi x Fiancee!Reader - Word Count: 1,125 - Genre: wedding au - Synopsis: Y/N takes Yoongi with her to go wedding dress shopping because her fiancées opinion is the only one that matters.

➺ Finding Love in a Strip Club by smoljimjim

>Pairing: Yoongi x OC named Siri, strangers to lovers >Genre: sweet love story with the tiniest angst (hardly there) and a happy ending. >Word count: ~8300 >Description: Yoongi was out with his friends one night where they ended up at a strip club. One certain stripper caught his eye and he also caught hers. It was only meant to be one night together... Or so they thought..

➺ To Begin Again by untaemedqueen

Pairing: Idol!Yoongi x Makeup Artist!Reader ft. Jin WordCount: 6.6k Genre: Angst, Fluff, Idol!AU,  Warnings: Reader Experiences Both Domestic and Physical Abuse, Excessive Cursing,  Synopsis: A story in which the reader falls in love with Yoongi after he rescues her from the abuse inflicted by her boyfriend. Jin is reader's best friend.

{SERIES}

➺ Our Time by smoljimjim

>Pairing: JJK x OC // MYG x OC >Genre: angst, fluff, smut, college au, time travel au, happy ending >Parts: 10/10 >Description: Siri and Jungkook have been together for 5 years, married for 3 of them. They've hit a rough patch. A really bad rough patch. Something in Jungkook has changed. Arguments arise and he wishes they weren't together. Something happens and his wish comes true. He wakes up to find he's gone back in time to the day he met Siri. What happens when he decides to change his future and not make that connection with her? What if someone else makes a connection with her instead? 

➺ Fix You by casuallyimagining

Pairing: Hybrid!Min Yoongi x female! reader Summary: When you take in a stray cat, you have no idea he’s secretly a hybrid trying to escape his past. Can you help him heal? Genre: hurt/comfort, angst, slow burn, fluff Word Count: 36,863 Parts: 13/13 + [sequel- Home]

[JUNG HOSEOK]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Sun & Moon by happy-meo

pairing: hoseok x reader genre: fluff summary: a fluffy oneshot of when reader met hoseok for the first time. [Part of First Meeting Series]

➺ Hug Me by happy-meo

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader Genre: angst, some fluff Summary: You and Hoseok were married, but the married life you thought you would be living is nonexistent now. You two were like strangers living in the same house. You knew his heart was no longer yours, but you still loved him. When the end of your marriage was near, you made him promise to stay with you for just one more month. One month was all you needed to finally let him go. 

➺ Forgive Me by happy-meo

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader, Hoseok x his daughter Genre: angst Summary: How can one gain forgiveness from someone who is no longer in a position to give it? How can one be forgiven if they refuse to forgive themselves? How can one move forward to the future... if the past was so much better?

➺ Potions and Poisons by jjungkookislife

ღ pairing: warlock!hoseok x witch!reader ღ genre: marriage au, magic au, smut [18+] ღ wc: 2.8k ღ summary: Reviving your memories last Hallows Eve was just the beginning for you and your warlock husband. You’ve quite settled in nicely to your life as his wife and even found a town where you won’t have to fear for your lives. Everything just seems to be falling into place while you simmer in marital bliss. However, your magic still needs some fine tuning...

{SERIES}

➺ Flatmates by taleasnewastime

Pairing: Hoseok x reader Genre: Fluff, angst. chapters: 2/2 Summary: You need to find a spare room after deciding to move out of your flat that you share with your best friend and her boyfriend. Stumbling upon an advert for a room that seems almost too good to be true, you decide for once to not over think and go for it. But who is the mystery flatmate you are now living with that you hardly see?

➺ One night light by bts-reveries

→ pairings: choreographer!hoseok x singlemom!reader → genre: fluff! + maybe a little bit of angst?? → parts: 29/29 → summary: Hoseok has been living his very own version of a perfect life. Unlike some of his best friends, this doesn’t include a happy marriage, adorable kids, or even a stable relationship. All he would ever need was music, dancing, and of course, the parties. Now what happens when he gets a wake up call from reality when the door rings approximately six years after his last one night stand?

[PARK JIMIN]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Labor of Love by Yandere-society

pairing: Jimin x reader genre: yandere au, this contains extremely graphic depictions of self-harm and mentions of suicide word count: 1.7k synopsis: "You didn’t consider your absence would affect Jimin so profoundly— to the point where he thought suicide was the only way to cope."

➺ Sweet Love by spideyjimin

⏤ pairing: coffee shop owner!Jimin x female reader  ⏤ genre: parents au, exes to lovers, fluff, and smut  ⏤ rating: 18+  ⏤ summary: jimin is the father of your four-year-old daughter, moon, and he’s also your ex. an ex you never considered getting back to, but that wasn’t until you both found yourself being single again. watching a movie with Moon every sunday became the perfect excuse to flirt together discreetly. a flirt that brought back ten years of sweet love.  ⏤ words: 14,388 

➺ Forever by neonlights92

pairing: Jimin x reader ft. jungkook genre: strangers to lovers, angst, fluff synopsis: In which you fall in love with Park Jimin slowly at first, and then all at once

➺ Petrichor [M] by untaemedqueen

Pairing: Dancer!Jimin x Office Worker!Reader Genre: Strangers to Lovers!AU, Domestic!AU, Established Relationship!AU, Smut, Fluff WordCount: 14.2k Synopsis: “Because every time I smell petrichor I think of you.” 

{SERIES}

➺ The Bird Cage by untaemedqueen

Pairing: Mafia! Jimin x Reader Genre: Strangers to Lovers!AU, Smut, Blood, Guns, MCD, Mafia!AU, Excessive Cursing, Badass OC​​ Parts: 29/29 + Drabbles Synopsis: “Feisty?” He asks Hyungkwon behind you. “Didn’t really put up a fight, she knew what was coming when she didn’t pay up.” The man hums in amusement.  “What do you say, kitten? Wanna come home with me?”  You don’t reply dropping your eyes to his shoes. Just be quiet and maybe he will go away. He’s dangerous, you could feel it in your heart and in your brain. The two for once agreed on something. You intertwine your fingers as you press your sweaty palms together. The man looks you over before looking at Hyungkwon and nodding. His hand wraps around your wrist and you look up at him uneasily.  “I’m Jimin. You’ll be coming with me.”

➺ Change by neonlights92

Pairing: Mafia! Jimin x Reader Genre: Arranged Marriage au, Mafia Au, Angst, Fluff, Smut Parts: 7/7 Synopsis: When the feud between EXO and Bangtan escalates beyond control Bangtan’s leader Kim Taehyung sees only one solution: a marriage of convenience between a member of Bangtan and a member of EXO. Park Jimin was not born into Bangtan but has slowly become an intrinsic part of Taehyung’s trusted inner circle. And that is how Jimin finds himself married to you; EXO leader Xiumin’s little sister.  You’re not like any other woman he’s ever met before; fierce, angry, and talented with a switchblade.  When you first meet Jimin you’re left angry and disappointed. Except slowly, things change. And despite yourself, you find your heartwarming to the idea of falling in love.

[KIM TAEHYUNG]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ The Hitchhiker by smoljimjim

>Pairing: Taehyung x OC named Siri, strangers to lovers >Genre: light angst, a bit of funny stuff, small part that might make you tear up, happy ending >Word count: ~11,500 >Description: Taehyung is on a very important mission to crash his ex-best friend's wedding after he was uninvited. Unfortunately, luck wasn't on his side and he found himself resorting to hitchhiking to get to the wedding. That's where he meets Siri, a weird and cheery girl who happily allows Tae to join her on her road trip.

➺ Crazy for You by oddinary4bts

☆pairing:  Kim Taehyung x female reader   ☆rating: 18+ ☆genre:  best friend’s older brother to lovers, a little bit of fake dating trope, idol!au, angst, smut, fluff, snippets of life ☆word count: 46.8k ☆summary:  you’ve known Kim Taehyung your whole life. When you meet again at a party hosted by your best friend, alcohol loses your lips and you spill your secrets to your childhood crush. Will Taehyung give in to your desire, or will you be struck by remorse?

➺ Risk Management by chateautae

➵ pairing: investment banker!taehyung x f. reader ➵ genre: non-idol!au, s2l, smut, pwp ➵ rating: 18+ ➵ word count: 9.4k ➵ summary: you have one rule; you don’t date investment bankers, point blank period. but when your best friend invites you to her over-the-top housewarming party to meet her husband’s co-worker, kim taehyung, you don’t expect the night to take a wild turn; and risk bending your own rules. 

➺ Loving you is all I know by jiminrings

pairing: taehyung x reader wordcount: 19k glimpse: you feel as if the world would stop revolving without taehyung in it, so you protect him with all your might. taehyung thinks that heaven wouldn't fall even without you in it, so he revokes every fiber of your being. alternatively, you're taehyung's guardian angel and you'd go to hell and back for him — even if you get nothing in return; even if you never receive the love that you give.

➺ Could You (kiss it better) by namfinessed

pairing: taehyung x reader genre: fluff word count: 11.7k summary: “you really don’t have a choice here kim taehyung, you are failing and only passing because i passed you, and the least you can do to improve is get a tutor, i would be grateful if i were you, y/n is one of the best students we have.” or will you ever be able to get over your crush on kim taehyung?

[JEON JUNGKOOK]

{ONE SHOT}

➺ Brown Eyes by numinousher

pairing: idol!jungkook x idol!reader (ft. txt members) genre: fluff, a hint of jealousy (not in a toxic way), possessive jungkook, he’s very “im obsessed with my girlfriend, i will get on my knees” type of boyfriend summary: having time, you finally visit your boyfriend who misses you but not without attracting attention from other groups and dancers.. especially three boys who won’t leave you alone

➺ Welcome to the Heartbreak Show by numinousher

pairing: kind-of-tsundere!jungkook x female!reader genre: college!au, angst, fluff, strangers to friends to lovers, “she fell first, he fell harder”, very orange cat gf x black cat bf word count: 28k summary: you’re in love with your partner in class that everyone fears (and loves) due to his stoic facial expression and the way he rejects girls rather harshly. as you get to know him, will he be able to handle your heart that you so willingly gave him to care for or, will he break it due to his hatred for people who are in love with him?

➺ A “Coquette” Misunderstanding by carakook

Pairings: fuckboy!Jeon Jungkook x fem!reader Genre: Romance/Comedy Word count: 5k+ Synopsis: Jungkook has been a self proclaimed fuck boy after his last relationship ended fairly messily… until he met you. Started out as fuck buddies, but he always had a huge crush on you. With time, he realized that he’s actually falling in love with you, and he is itching to make you his girl. He knows being a fuck boy means he has to prove himself when it comes to being serious, so he comes up with the perfect gift to give you when he confesses… only for it to turn into the biggest fucking mess. “Mmm… depends. You gonna let me put a real bow on your dick? Make it all cute and coquette?”

{SERIES}

➺ Run by neonlights92

Pairing: Mafia! Jungkook x Reader Genre: Arranged Marriage au, Mafia Au, Angst, Fluff, Smut Parts: 7/7 Synopsis: Jeon Jungkook hops from bed to bed, sleeping with as many beautiful, rich women as he can possibly find time for.  He’s young and attractive, with a silver tongue that gets him practically anything he wants.  So when his friend and boss, Kim Taehyung, tells him it’s time to settle down, Jungkook takes it pretty badly.  And when he finds out that the woman he’s destined to marry is, in fact, his little sister’s best friend, he is less than impressed. You have spent your entire life trying to forget the way you feel about Jeon Jungkook.   So when you find out that Jungkook is to be your husband - and that he is anything but pleased about it - your world is thrown into chaos.  How can you survive a loveless marriage with the man you are hopelessly in love with?

➺ Our Time by smoljimjim

>Pairing: JJK x OC // MYG x OC >Genre: angst, fluff, smut, college au, time travel au, happy ending >Parts: 10/10 >Description: Siri and Jungkook have been together for 5 years, married for 3 of them. They've hit a rough patch. A really bad rough patch. Something in Jungkook has changed. Arguments arise and he wishes they weren't together. Something happens and his wish comes true. He wakes up to find he's gone back in time to the day he met Siri. What happens when he decides to change his future and not make that connection with her? What if someone else makes a connection with her instead? 

[bulletproofscales]

BTS sfw oneshots

jinnie's piggies (ot7 , feeder jin , drabble)

pampering the leader (minjoon , chubby namjoon , hurt and comfort)

they are all staring at you (yoonmin , chubby yoongi , poping buttons , public space)

chp2  (yoonmin , fat yoongi , bdsm , dom sub dynamics , hurt/comfort , use of safe word)

stubborn Yoonie (yoonkook , chubby yoongi , shaming)

zumba at 6:30pm (sope , chubby yoongi , zumba instructor hoseok)

miss the gym? (could be ot7 , jungkook centric , chubby jungkook)

his baby, his stuffed, gassy baby (taekook , chubby jungkook , gassy)

chp2  (taekook , chubby jungkook , gassy )

weird oportunity (could be ot7 , jungkook centric , chubby jungkook , insecurities)

stress eating (ot7 , fat hyung line , stuffing , hurt comfort)

teeny tiny house (2seok , fat hoseok , breaking furniture , hurt comfort , use of safe word)

MAMAs presentation doesnt have to be perfect (namseok , double gaining , hurt comfort kinda)

Jinnie’s...piggies? (ot3 , namjinseok , fat namjoon and fat hoseok , getting stuck in chairs , breaking the couch)

a 6 month hiatus does that to you (jungkook x reader , chubby jungkook , hurt/comfort)

Coca Cola and beer (hopekook , gassy jungkook , pinning , light angst)

the realest of selves (namkook , not feederism , established relationship , fluff)

“namjin evidence” (namjin , not feederism , established  relationship , fluff and crack )

literature can be interesting? (sope , not feederism , uni professor au , fluffy , happy ending , pinning )

chairman sized (vminkook , fat jimin , getting stuck in chair , public space , wg denial)

bts x mcdonalds (ot7 , word dump , furtniture breaking , they all gain weight )

the gentler touches (trans guy hoseok , namseok , fluff , gender dysphoria , hurt comfort)

monthly charity carwash (bottom heavy seokjin , public space , carwash , word dump?)

how to train your hybrid, sorta (yoonkook , mutual gaining, fluff , stuffing

admiring you is a full time job (hopekook , drunken confessions , ripping clothes , pinning, NSFW BONUS IN SECOND CHAPTER)

a king's banquet, pocket sized (jinkook , royal au , king jungkook , chef seokjin , stuffing , fluff)

room to change (namjin , hurt/comfort , internalized homophibia , anxiety , making out , dry humping , chubby seokjin)

skinny boy big dreams (jungkook solo , feedee jungkook , small drabble , bodyshaming)

not yet afterhours ( jinkook , obese jim seokjin , muscle chub jungkook , stuffing , bakery au)

a higher gpa and a higher bmi (namkook , taejin , sopemin , fat maknae line )

a fu(filling) challenge (yoonjin, gainer seokjin, wg , fat seokjin, competitive eating , public space)

heavyweight champion of the mile high club (taekook , fat kim taehyung , feeder jeon jungkook , in public , mile high club (i guess)

absence makes the waistline longer (yoonjin , seokjin discharge , making out , chubby yoongi , ruenion)

i need a (big) hero (jikook, superhero jk, villian jm, rapid wg degradation, noncon )

[dual-desires]

Fanfic Writing - New Year's Resolutions

I’m a bit late, but thank you to @no1petesimp for tagging me!

Honestly, I’m not sure where I want my fanfic writing to go during 2024. I worked on an original project for Nanowrimo, and I kinda want to continue trying to write it during 2024. The keyword is try. But I also miss writing fics, and I miss Vegaspete.

In 2024, I hope to work on/publish:

The epilogue for my VegasPete Incubus AU. It’s slow going, but these last few days has seen more work on it ever since the document was created back in July. Vegas’ wings are gonna get healed, damn it, one word at a time.

At least one VegasPete oneshot. The idea closest to mind has the working title “Size Queen Pete” (post-canon, Vegas is going abroad for business and tells Pete to order a dildo for himself to use while Vegas is away. Pete selects the largest one, naturally.) I also want to write a “classic” Vegaspete rendevouz where they sneak off from a (Kinn-hosted) important event to have sex, but bullets start flying and they have to save the day.

A BTS fic. Yes. I’ve had quite a compelling idea for an Omegaverse Yoonmin fic for a while. 2024 might be the time for it.

I’m lousy with tagging and all names escape me, but anyone who comes across this is free to do it too. Such a fun idea, @no1petesimp, and thanks again for tagging me <3

[jooniescrabie]

. • . * *. . AUS/FICS •. *. • * . .  .

Melody 🎵yoonmin fic

A Memory of Despondent | yoonkook 1shot

Epiphany of xmas🎄jikook oneshot

Frozen Warmth in Autumn ❄️ yoonmin 1shot

Forget Me Not (im sorry i did) | yoonminkook 1shot

Free for Happiness | vmin oneshot

Hot Tears | yoonmin oneshot

"were we ephemeral?" | jikook oneshot

1013!! 1018!! (five doors apart) | jihope oneshot

[sun-flower-children]

A Small Yoonmin Thing.

Yoongi had been spending his last could of weeks alternating between clubs, bars, under ground rapping session and work time in the studio. He hadn’t had much time for anything else. He was running of a two hour nap he took the day before, and had not eating since then either. He had decided if he really wanted this music thing to work, he needed to spend as much time and effort as he could to make the best song with the best lyrics with the best beat. He had gotten a job making beats for a small entertainment company. He enjoyed working there since it was small. He liked how it was usually very quiet, except for the occasional soft music oozing out of the dance room. The work space inw hich he made those songs was enough to fit Yoongi’s entire music collection along with all the binders he had filled with lyric and song ideas. He had a gig that night, and he was going to rap for a rather large crowd using his alter ego’s name: Agust D.  

He settled down in his black chair and he began to create. Yoongi made sure that his lights were not on full blast and rather glowing softly. Enough for Yoongi to see his keyboard, but no so much it gave him a headache. He had been struggling to make the lyrics fit together and reveal a beautiful meaning behind the rap, but he couldn’t figure it out. 

After a few hours of pure struggle, he took off his headphones and rubbed his temples for the hundredth time.  He stood up to stretch his back and the lights in his room suddenly turned off. A black out. 

He walked over to where he last put down his phone and felt around. Once recognizing the device in the dark he turned it on. The brightness shot his face with a blast of light, and he rushed to lower down the brightness. 

He sat down on his chair getting comfortable and started scrolling through his instagram looking at pictures of people with their family and with friends. They were all smiling and having fun with people. Yoongi couldn’t relate he didn’t feel comfortable with a large group of people he didn’t know very well. He had moved to Seoul in hopes of making his dreams come true leaving his best friend behind in Daegu. 

He sighed and he felt his stomach growl, remembering that he hasn’t eaten ina while. He stood up and walked to the door using the flashlight on his phone as a guide. After opening thr door he heard some sniffles at the end of teh hall way. 

Before he could say anything a figure popped up from the ground and walked towards  him.  

“ Hello, my name in Park Jimin. Is it okay if I stay with you until the blackout is over? I don’t know my way around the building and my phone died.”

Yoongi looked at the smaller boy. His hair accentuated his adorable features and his cheeks looked so soft he wanted to reach out and pet them. He noticed the thin tear streaks that stained his face. 

“ Ok.” 

Yoongi continued walking torwards the small office refridgerator and Jimin walked after him. Yoongi couldn’t help but gush at how adorable this Jimin was. 

Not long after, yoongi halted and opened the refrigerator door. He pulled out some snacks and after closing the door, walked back towards his studio again.They entered the small room, Jimin sat down on the floor. Yoongi didn’t want to be rude by sitting on the chair and sat down quietly infront of him. He also gave the cute boy half of the snacks. 

Jimin smiled at him and he realized that he had the most plump lips he had ever seen. Neither of them moved they were just staring into each others eyes. Not yet aware of the heat swarming on their faces. Yoongi felt the need to blinks and that brought the pair back to the human realm and continued to finish their snacks. 

“Im sorry for an inconvenience.... um.. I don’t know your name” 

Yoongi who had been staring and his socks in the dark looked back that the younger.

“ Your not an inconvenience. And it’s Min Yoongi by the way.”  

Yoongi’s voice cracked a bit due to not speaking for some time. Jimin thought of what it was like to wake up next to Yoongi in morning. the groggy voice, the messy hair. He thought that Yoongi would look absolute adorable. He didn’t exactly have a clear image of Yoongi because of the darkness but he was sure Yoongi was good looking.

The lights turned back on and the both of them just took in every detail of their appearance. Jimin ruffled back his blande hair as he stared at the light blue hairs that were framing Yoongi’s face. the both blushed and looked away. 

Yoongi looked down at Jimins cheeks and he poked them. When he realised what he did, he pulled away and apaologized. 

“ Im sorry.”

“ Um...... no.. It’s okay.”

Yoongi looked back at Jimin, noticing something about him. ‘ He doesn’t like his face does he?’ he thought. 

“Jimin..”

“ uh..yeah?”

Yoongi felt the need to help Jimin. He was so small and in need to help. He stood up and reached out a hand to help Jimin up. 

“ C’mon, its time to get up.”

“o-oh, OK”

Jimins small soft hand was warm to the touch and Yoongi loved it. His hands were the perfect size for his. Jimin’s face was burning and Yoongi cool hand was so refreshing and nice to touch. Yoongis long fingers looked so perfect along with his. Yoongi let go and grabbed some of his stuff and when he was done left the building with Jimin. I was cold outside and Yoongi noticed Jimins red ears. Thinking it was from the cold, He placed his grey beanie softly onto Jimins hair. He stopped Jimin so he could tuck some of his hair behind his ear and out of his eyes. He looked so..... kissable. They were the perfect distance from each other but there were other people on the street.

They continued walking. Yoongi sensed that Jimin wanted to say something and looked at him. The younger had been struggling what to ask.

“Where are you going.”

“ Home I have to take the subway.”

“ Oh... Me too.”

“ Do you take the 5th one after 11?’

“ Uh... no.. the 6th.”

They walked down the stairs leading to the subway. There was no one there. An uncommon occurrence. They walked to a pillar of some sort and Jimin leaned against it as Yoongi stood across from him. Time was passing by slowly and it seemed to get slower. The more Yoongi looked at Jimin, the more he wanted to kiss him. His lips. His eyes. His cheeks. HIs hands. He woundered what it would be like. ‘ Better than anyone else I bet’ Yoongi thought. 

Jimin couldn’t look Yoongi in the eye. He was aware that the older was looking at him but didn’t know what to say to break up the awkwardness. They had spent three hours together and he felt like he didn’t want anything more that to feel Yoongi’s lips on his. Jimin just settled looking at Yoongi’s hands. 

Yoongi moved his attention quickly to the announcement of Yoongi’s train approaching. He didn’t know if he was would have another chance to be alone like this. His heart swelled at the thought of Jimin and grabbed his hand. When Jimin looked up, he was greeted with a pair of warm lips. He loved the feeling of the kiss. It was what he wanted and more. Yoongi was gentle, making sure to not hurt or make Jimin feel uncomfortable in any way. 

The rapper had always prided himself in being to hide behind a wall, but Jimin made him soft. He leaned in to Jimin, pushing him against the wall. As he tighented hid grip on Jimins hand he felt Jimin smile a bit into the kiss. Yoongi just felt happier than he had been in a long time. 

They stopped kissing so they could breathe. Jimin broke into his smile and Yoongi smiled back. They looked at each other and leaning in again. 

“ Your going to miss your train.”

“ Jimin, I could care less”

They connected their lips together once again and the world wasn’t okay but in that moment it felt like it would. Maybe, just maybe, if they stay together they would get over anything. 

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MASTERLIST

I made a thing based on a small animation by @tosh--tosh.

I wrote another yoonmin fic : At The Cinema

[celokjin]

If I Knew (One Day You'd Come) by whenitstarted

[derireo-galge]

Good to Marry | 3k | yoonmin✍🏼

Mafiа leader Mr Min hires Jimin as a lawyer for his employees' personal matters and becomes the centre of his Perfect Bachelor plan.

[ attempt at humor | happy ending | nsfw ]

♡♡♡

As it always happens in this latitude, the sky at some minutes past seven was still quite light.

White nights were beautiful, thick summer air filled with scents of trees, smartly planted all over the city. The hot stuffy day under the rays of blazing sun was over, and now it was a pleasantly humid evening.

Jimin was walking on the riverbank, an attraction for tourists, languidly strolling families and street vendors all year round. He had an important appointment tonight, undoubtedly a new client who knows what he wants.

The time his personal assistant requested was nine in the evening, which wasn't all that unusual. Many businessmen or famous people within different industries just didn't have any other time to spare or it seemed to them things are more discreet with the fall of the night. There was a picture gallery he passed and then the poster of a current exhibition caught his attention.

Marine artists.

The person he was meeting with was kind of a big fish so it was very fitting to visit the exhibition and calm his nerves. He loved the city for such places - the galleries, the museums, the historical places and temples.

You could spend a lifetime visiting sites and still not go over all of them. Jimin was a successful lawyer and although it wasn't a grand secret of any sort, the fact that he was a director of his own firm was not in the plain view. And despite many responsibilities and little free time he always made sure to have that time for thought, for inspiration, for enriching his imagination and knowledge by watching the plays and going to concerts. Jimin walked out of the art gallery pleased and much calmer.

The time of meeting with his new client was nearing so he headed into the direction of the restaurant.

It was a classy place next to the famous home club complex. It was impossible to obtain property there - it was mostly inherited. Jimin hasn't been there even once.

He entered the restaurant and was greeted politely.

- I'm meeting Min Yoongi-ssi here, - Jimin said and handed out his ID, - Park Jimin. The lawyer was familiar with showing his documents. His clients paid great attention to safety.

At least there was no metal detector here, but walking past the tables into the direction of private rooms he noticed some security spread around the space. Maybe that Min man was an even bigger fish than Jimin assumed in the first place. The private room was just as classy as the main dining area.

There was a man next to the table who he assumed was Min Yoongi-ssi himself. They bowed and said their greetings. - I hope you don't mind if we have something first? The matter I wanted to discuss is not very complex but it's a lengthy one.

His voice was deep and calm. Jimin felt more at ease, since this meeting already started not as formal as he expected. - That's a good idea, Yoongi-ssi. Anything you can recommend?

The atmosphere was peaceful.

Yoongi was holding a light conversation on socially appropriate topics which Jimin supported with ease. Assuming the business he wanted to discuss has something to do with his company or property, the lawyer asked general questions.

Jimin tensed when he heard the name of the company Yoongi was a head of. So this elegantly dressed gentleman in his fourties with the voice deep as an ocean and delicate hand movements was notorious Mr Min.

- Should I start calling you Mr Min then? - Jimin asked with a hint of humor. Yoongi, not having expected such a shift in their calm atmosphere, smiled widely for the first time that evening.

It didn't go unnoticed the young lawyer connected the dots and now probably felt uncomfortable sharing a meal and a cup of tea with a big mafia figure. - You can, of course, Jimin-ssi, - he said, a tad amused.

The conversation ran smoothly from then on. Yoongi needed a lawyer who could deal and help his employees in their personal matters. He had some lawyers hired for the business and now that it's as prosperous as ever he would like to help people who have been working for him for a long time.

Jimin was pleasantly surprised.

Not every boss would bother with such matters. Maybe it's because of the dangerous lifestyle, it brings people closer together?

Who knows. They agreed to go over minor details the next day and sign the contract then.

Mr Min carried on telling about his employees and what possible cases Jimin might have to start on right away.

There will certainly be a lot of work. - Did you walk here? - Min asked when they slowly walked out of the restaurant.

- I did, - Jimin hummed, - It was a pleasant evening. Too nice for a car. I live and work close by, on the other side of the river.

- Would you like a lift to wherever you're heading? Jimin didn't hesitate.

They both sat in the back seat, the lawyer voicing the directions to the townhouse complex he lived in.

The car ride was smooth and quiet.

He didn't feel threatened, Mr Min seemed to have this calming aura around him, making him feel safe. They parted on a light note and the next day just as amicably were going over contract details, with Yoongi himself correcting needed paragraphs on his laptop, glasses on his nose, fingers rubbing his chin. He looked really handsome, Jimin thought. With his dark long hair, slightly waving at ends, styled fringe and a habit of sucking air through his teeth. They eventually agreed on signing one contract with Jimin as personal lawyer for him and a contract between Jimin's firm - Yoongi only raised an eyebrow when he found out about that - for any aid regarding Yoongi's employees. It was unusual and they spent quite a bit of time perfecting and straightening every page to a fault. Mr Min didn't question the way Jimin dealt with things. Jimin himself wasn't sure why he treated Mr Min's case so thoroughly. Something in him was leaning towards this serious man.

Something told him, a naturally intuitive person, it will be good for the future if he puts all his effort in this. After a month of working together things were going great.

Jimin was going through case after case, ensuring Mr Min's employees were safe and the justice was served. He obtained a little hobby of sorts.

He began to gather personal notes on ways to legalize some parts of Yoongi's shady business.

Not that it was a plan, no.

Jimin's thesis was exactly on this topic. Mr Min was an interesting person and ran a no less interesting conglomerate.

So the young lawyer did some creative exercises in his free time to keep himself in good shape for the actual things he had to deal with. Another month later though, it wasn't just exercising.

Yoongi was truly a good person, that chose to do what he does, obviously, but also turned out to be a product of the generation, of the crisis the country was in in his younger years and shaped by his parents. He would make a splendid bachelor, of not for his dangerous line of work, Jimin thought. So he kept his side project on his desk until one evening he entered his office and saw mafia boss Min Yoongi holding the said project in his hands, eyebrows raised and a pout on his face. He noticed when the lawyer came in, immediately lifting his piercing gaze at him.

Jimin felt his palms starting to sweat and heart beating fast with fear.

He tried to compose himself and confidently walked until he was an arm's length from the leader. Jimin-ssi, - he started dangerously calm, closing the folder and leaving ot carefully on the table. - Mind telling me about this?

Jimin gulped. There was really no other way around it.

So he decided to come clean.

Well, except the bachelor part. - Huh, - Yoongi was really hard to read with his stoic face and calculated gestures, - And do you think it will be more beneficial?

- For what exactly? - did he guess Jimin's line of thinking or

- For the company. For the people in it. There are jobs that have been passed from older to younger generations. Of course I would like to make life better for them.

- Even if it means abiding to laws? Yoongi sighed.

He rubbed his hands and then used one to gently rub the younger’s forearm.

After working with him for a while Jimin knew, it's a sign that Mr Min was nervous, he became really touchy, especially with him. - It's a vicious cycle, Jimin-ssi. Once you're in, it isn't easy to back out. Especially if you're responsible for not just yourself but have others depending on you. - It was all hypothetic, what I've written there, Yoongi-ssi, - Jimin was a little upset he didn't have immediate solutions, - There is a lot we can possibly do though.

- Do you mind trying, Jimin - can I call you Jimin?

- Yes-

- Hyung.

- Yes, hyung, - Was a quick reply. Mr Min stood up after rubbing his knees like some old man and the lawyer almost giggled.

- I'll leave you to it. Would you like to tell me more about it? - he pouted slightly again, it was obvious he was truly curious, - Preferably tonight? Jimin nodded and wanted to step back so the elder could go past him freely but the other was faster, moving past him, shoulders brushing.

He briefly stretched his hand and reassuringly squeezed Jimin's waist. - Just come to my office when you finish for today, alright?

- Alright, hyung.

Before he left, Jimin noticed a funny looking smile on his face. He lost five years with it, looking so youthful and adorable. Something inside Jimin wanted to be the reason for that smile as often as possible. When Jimin looked at the windows in the office Mr Min declared his, it was a white night again.

He walked up to them and saw the lights and roads and trees from one of the tallest office buildings in the city.

He wondered if Yoongi liked doing the same. It kind of gave the feeling the whole world was at his feet.

He knocked on the door to the leaders office and was net with a sight of Mr Min sitting at the table, paperwork scattered around, reading glasses hanging low on his nose.

He looked like he was just sitting there catching a break. At the sound he lifted his head and Jimin was blessed with a sweet smile.

- Are you done? Shall we?

They walked to the lifts, Yoongi's big hand resting on the young man's lower back. The dinner at a fine restaurant proved Mr Min was a gentleman.

When he asked Jimin where he'd like to eat and discuss the new project the younger chose a middle class place, still with private booths but far from Michelin star places Yoongi usually went to. The elder was attentive, a great listener.

When they went over everything they needed, his hyung excitedly talked about next season's shedule in the opera and ballet theatre. When they wrote their notes down and corrected documents right there on the table Yoongi would lean in close and whisper in Jimin's ear, chucking when he would notice him squirm and shudder. Jimin was having a great time.

Apart from excitement from a new beginning at work, he was just happy to talk and let go of the worries for a little while.

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socmed interlude

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yoonmin profiles:

some tweets:

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One day Jimin found a beautiful envelope on his desk.

He opened it tentatively, wondering what could be inside.

Inside there were tickets for a play he has been eyeing for a long time. For a brief moment he wondered where they came from and then it dawned on him - they were from Yoongi.

He scratched his head in thought.

Maybe it was some company anniversary that he didn't know about or maybe a public holiday? Then came a message from Mr Min:

- Have you found them?

Turns out the tickets were just for them two.

They decided to walk to the theater, omitting the car and security in tow as usual. - I thought it would be nice to repay you on top of the contract we have for all the hard work you have done, - Yoongi said while looking at historical buildings they passed on their way, +

- Seems like all my employees' issues have been sorted well, my issues have been sorted well and now that we are working in this new direction it's been taking a lot of your time. So this can be a nice change of scenery. Jimin was in awe.

It was really thoughtful of him. He absolutely loved that they shared this passion.

- Do you enjoy going to this drama theater? - he asked hyung.

- I've been there many times but this play will be the first for me in this season. They walked into the marble foyer and passed on their coats.

The seats were great, he could see everything perfectly. They enjoyed this classic drama a lot.

After it ended and they dried the tears that escaped after a final scene, they discussed the book it was based on. He found a great companion, a perfect one to discuss his cultural interests with.

The depth of Yoongi's knowledge was insane. They slowly walked from the theater.

The riverbank was filled with lights and laughter of the children. They came to a small arboretum and spent some more time there just enjoying the nature.

They sat on the bench, pressed closer together. The quiet wasn't overbearing but rather welcome.

Suddenly a bigger hand lightly touched the smaller one.

Jimin looked down and saw Yoongi's hand next to his. He decided to be bold and put his dainty palm on Mr Min's hand. - Carefully, Jimin-ie, I am a dangerous man after all.

The small knowing smile grew on the elder's face.

- Not that dangerous anymore. Now that we've almost completed our project. - Jimin said with a giddy smile.+

- You know, - his hyung turned his body towards him and Jimin continued, - Ever since I had an idea of it, I had this image in my head that once every questionable area you have would be legalized you would be just a perfect bachelor, ready to get married. - You thought about marriage while thinking about me? That's intriguing.

- I actually did but marriage is about two people so no matter the outcome I'm glad I had this idea and helped you out. It was for mutual benefit. - I've seen this before, - Yoongi blurted out suddenly.

- What exactly?

- The bachelor part. Do you remember I found your note on this project? - I did... That was a little scary.

- Am I that scary? - Yoongi asked rubbing his reddened earlobe and pouting slightly again (!) - So when I was looking through

them notes I saw something. +

- You made a little scribble of me and it said Bachelor and under that you listed some of my good points and bad points and to you the only bad one was the danger of the activities I used to engage in. I found that rather amusing but also endearing. Yoongi looked somewhere at his face and said:

- You're endearing.

Jimin was baffled.

- I think, well thank you, I think you are endearing yourself and many more. So much more.

- So tell me, Jimin-ah, do you think I'm good to marry you now?

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Jimin was sorting the last batch of the folders that will have to be archived later.

The road they started walking on a year ago was long, the fruits of the journey rewarding. Mr Min still kept a great amount of security just in case but mostly all his areas of shady business weren't that shady anymore.

Mostly because who is a saint nowadays?

It was a success. Jimin was about to gather his stuff and leave to find Yoongi when he felt presence behind him.

He smirked. Yoongi found him first.

- Good evening, hyung.

Just as the words left his mouth a big veiny hand encircled his throat and another laid heavily on his waist. He knew Yoongi liked his hands on the column of his neck, not putting any pressure but rather giving the feeling of safety.

Buff chest pressed to his back, not pushing, just pressing as tight as possible. - Good evening, Jimin-ah, - his hyung breathed in his ear, whispering lowly, making the younger man flinch and shudder.

He held him tighter to prevent from moving. Then he started leaving small pecks over Jimin's earlobe, behind the ear, down his neck, nosing at the skin and inhaling his sweet and fresh perfume and his own musk.

He tasted his skin, savoring it like the finest of wines. - Ah, hyung, - Jimin moaned quietly and bent at the lower back only to feel Yoongi's erection pressing between his asscheeks clad in tight dress pants.

- Want to get off right here? - the elder rasped. - Mm, what about you?

- I'll wait til we get home.

Home.

The novice of hearing it hasn't worn off yet.

- Okay, can you..? Please? Yoongi's hand slid off his waist to the front on his pants and easily freed the younger's hard cock.

He started spreading precome along the shaft, jerking him off at a slow pace. Jimin was panting, hands thrown behind his back, tangled in silky strands of his hyung's hair.

His moans for louder and louder, filling the office space with echoes. Soon he was getting closer and closer to the edge with Yoongi whispering pure filth in his ear, laving his tongue and lips all over his ear and neck.

- Hyung, so close! Yoongi let go of him right that instant, forcefully turned him around and fell to his knees.

His mouth sank on Jimin's cock, tongue pressed on the underside.

His hand cupped the balls and fondled them. Jimin could scream from pleasure.

He carefully gathered Yoongi's hair with both hands and pulled him on his cock, holding him there every time before letting go.

He released into his mouth not long after and helped his lover up. They shared a deep slow kiss, tasting each other, calming down the fast beating of their hearts.

On the way home, in the backseat of a sleek car with tinted windows, Jimin felt his hand being surrounded by the warmth of the other's. He was excited.

For tonight, for tomorrow.

For many more years to come.

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~the end~

[theharrowing]

if all goes well i will have a yoonmin oneshot to offer this weekend!!

[bangtan-fanfiction-finds]

give me a sign

Author: iwillalwaysbelieve (ao3)

Status: completed

Description: Yoongi thinks the universe is a dick for a lot of reasons. Reason #1: It gave a deaf person a soul-mark that revolves around speech. Reason #2: Once he decided to hate his soulmate no matter what they were like, the universe gave him a really attractive soulmate. Reason #3: Said soulmate is overly kind, no matter how much of a dick Yoongi is. Reason #4: Yoongi is definitely fucked.

Rating: Teen (language and minor violence)

Tags: soulmateau, yoonmin, deaf character, barista!jimin, background namjin and vhope, oneshot (10k+)

Read here. 

[fairyofjaeyun]

m y g & p j m ➳ baby boy and kitten ☼

[17:51] now playing: 3005 (beach picnic version) - childish gambino

[warning] mommy kink, male masturbation, mutual masturbation, anal penetration, toys, kitten kink, dirty talk, harness, handjob, poly!yoonmin x mommy!reader

2nd person // 1.2k words

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the sweet taste of strawberry still lingered and dripped onto yoongi's lips. lathering itself on his tongue and slowly trailing down his small chin as his small, veiny hand explored his petite frame. he was clearly focused on only his pleasure, not even batting an eye at the boy sitting on your lap with his chest covered in twinkling crystals.

jimin twirled his hips with a sharp exhale, his priceless harness decorated itself with dancing light shows with every tiny movement. his eyes peeking into his skull underneath his heavy lids from your intoxicating tone whispering dirty favors into the shell of his ear. the cotton materiel of his briefs closing in on his throbbing member.

"don't you wish that was you, my love?" you asked jimin, eyes fixated on the older man ramming the naughty—yet very pretty—toy inside himself. the whole ten inches made him quiver. the cool, frigid glass still not accustomed to his body heat. you smiled at his white knuckles tightening on the pink heart. "having all those 10 inches in your slutty hole? hmm?"

the younger boy responded in a light whimper, a gulp followed afterwards. he melts as you push his silky hair from his forehead, tugging it gently. "y-yes, mommy." his answer satisfies you, a brief hum vibrating your throat. you both watch in silence as yoongi spreads his legs farther, his hips barely hovering over the mattress as he laid on his tummy.

brazen and arousing grunts captivated the two of you as he shoved the glass object inside his gaping hole like a virgin. his cock, balls, and hole glittering with precum and lube. so far, he has done a spectacular job at obeying your instructions; don't move, don't complain.

he couldn't hide his excitement as he struck his prostate, a lewd cry making you drench your lingerie. yoongi's silver hair was now a frizzy mess on top of his head, damp and parted into different directions. the blue undertones shining lustrous underneath the saturated floor lamp.

"yes, yes, yes!" he chants as his wrist locks and continues to jam the same spot with short thrusts. lightly squirming on the bed sheets but not enough to go against your rules.

an erupt moan comes from jimin when you latched onto his cock, briefly pumping him through his underwear as glistening tears flooded down his puffy cheeks. "mommy, I-" a thick lump clogs his throat as you steady your pace, concentrating on the center of his shaft, feeling his sticky arousal leak through and coat your fingers.

"you're gonna cum aren't you, honey?" you chimed in. he simply nodded, not once breaking his eyes away from his hyung, licking his luscious lips at his face contorting in enthralling pleasure. your eyes followed him. it truly was fascinating the way his jaw slacked, an invitation for filthy noises to slip out, easily. and how you could still see the glint of intense lust in his half-lidded eyes behind the chunks of hair hiding his forehead.

you flicked your wrist in a faster pace, feeling jimin's thighs tremble above you. his infamous whining mixes in with yoongi's soft groans as you smirked devilishly before removing your hand just as his orgasm reached the tip of his dick.

you ignored his pathetic begging and soft sobs and pinned him down. "you'll cum when kitten does." you promised while lightly tracing your nails on his muscular thighs. he shivers, terribly. he's extra sensitive now.

yoongi still has awhile to go. although, he's restless, slightly humping the bed, he's nowhere close. the position made things a bit more challenging. the wispy whines buried deep beneath his hushed grunts and groans spoke volume. but the rules were imbedded into his skull as if was his only purpose in life.

"you're doing well, kitten." you assured, rubbing jimin's forearms. yoongi dug his teeth into the thin flesh of his bottom lip, now twirling his wrist in a stirring motion, emptying himself until the very tip, then shoving it all back in.

"mommy, may I touch myself?" jimin asked in a delicate tone, urging you to squeeze his cheeks before giving them a kiss. "of course, baby." jimin beamed as you helped him with his briefs while your chin rested on his shoulder. an unsteady moan is released once his tiny hand pumps towards the edge of his shaft. he lets his head roll back with his eyes shut.

you allow your hands to dance around his harness, lightly scratching him. "you won't cum unless I tell you to, right?" you drag out the last word the same way your nails dragged along his skin, teasingly. you caught a whiff of his cologne, either chanel or gucci, you couldn't tell. it just smelled expensive. he nodded obeyingly, mumbling a quick but sweet yes.

the small hints of yoongi's upcoming orgasm started seeping through. the little twitching his legs do, the persistent whimpers that were a lovely contrast between his more masculine noises, and his face pressed into the pillow to hide his beautiful cries. "let me hear you, kitty." you demanded, softly. and he picked his back up immediately.

the younger boy began thrusting himself into the ball of his fist, hoping to cum in sync with his hyung. you grab his hips forcefully to slow him down, now controlling his pace. "mommy, kitty is going to cum!" yoongi whined, preciously. his pale body trembling altogether. "cum, my kitten."

you watch in awe as both of your boys chase their orgasm, yoongi cumming first thunderously, then jimin with a quick whimper. both of them left in shortness of breath and a hot, gooey mess sprawled on top of their abdomens. "take it out, slowly. I want to see that gape." you said towards yoongi, who was collecting himself, while you cleaned jimin.

he pulled out the glass dildo like you asked, faint whimpers dragging out of him as the toy slowly departed until his hole was on display. he spread his ass so you could get a better view as it clenched around nothing and dripped with moisture. you licked your glossy lips in satisfaction. "good kitty." you purred, practically drooling.

"what about me, mommy?" jimin chimed in, his thick lips in a pitiful pout. "you're my good baby boy, too, jiminie!" you exclaimed, attacking him with loving kisses that made giggle and squirm. he gently lifted himself from your lap and you nearly stumbled towards yoongi, who was laying face down. you petted his hair momentarily, and you could see the edge of his cheeks rise into a little grin.

"come on, let's clean up. then we can take a nap together." you had him at nap and he rolled off the bed towards bathroom to shower, leaving you and jimin to tend to the bedding, shaking your head at yoongi's undying love for unnecessary slumber.

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