#HOSEOK SCENARIO

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"Hoseok jerks off to Jungkook and Taehyung fucking like animals upstairs. That's it. It's as simple as that."

Pairing: Vampire!Hoseok listens in on Vampire!Jungkook x Vampire!Taehyung

Genre: Smut, Polyamory!AU

Warnings: if you're new to this universe everyone fucks everyone, voyeur!Hoseok, auditory voyeurism, male masturbation, anal fingering, handjob, use of lube, use of a fucking machine, listening in on: sub!Jungkook x Dom!Taehyung anal sex, dirty talk & ownership kink, praise as well as degradation, spanking, rimjob, aftercare, stay for a surprise at the end ;)

Wordcount: 4.5k

a/n: i'm so fucking EXCITED to finally share this story with all of you besties!! i fucking love the sanguis poly adventures, also that hobi is finally getting a bigger part in it. can you guys tell that he is doing it to me hard lately? have fun besties, i love you lots and lots 💗

Taehyung came over tonight. It was rather cute to watch because Jungkook acted like a teenager about it. Hoseok gave them their space and whenever he did coincidentally find himself in the same room as them, they began whispering and giggling like shy teenagers being caught by their parents. 

Hoseok found it hilarious as much as he found it adorable. 

Their coyness was gone however as Hoseok can very clearly hear them fuck in Jungkook’s room upstairs. At least he is pretty sure that they are getting there. 

They’ve got Cigarettes After Sex playing, which is basically the band you put on when you want to get it on. Hoseok can also hear them graphically make out with each other. Their lips keep smacking, they are breathing heavily and their moans become louder and louder. If the music wasn’t already indicator enough, their needy sounds most definitely are.

Hoseok finds himself palming himself over his briefs at the sounds, enjoying them with closed eyes. It turns him on so much to listen in. Especially when it’s as attractive people as Jungkook and Taehyung with their pretty voices and their sexy moans. Hoseok really gets off on them and the contrast of their voices. Jungkook’s soft, high pitched moans followed by Taehyung’s breathy, deep purrs. It’s the best of both worlds and soon, Hoseok finds himself rubbing nothing but his sensitive cockhead as upstairs, Taehyung seems to have slipped his hand into Jungkook’s briefs.

“Tae”, his roommate whimpers.

“Do you like that? Your pretty cock’s so hard for me already.”

“Yes, ah. Ah, there. Tae…”

“There. Of course you like it. My pretty boy.”

“Tae…”

Hoseok slips his hand into his pants and takes out his own cock. It feels heavy and thick between his fingers, aching to be jerked quickly. He picks up the speed he can hear Taehyung’s hand take. No wonder Jungkook keeps moaning, he’s got an insanely fast rhythm going on.

Hoseok curls his toes in bliss, parting his lips in a silent moan. He doesn’t want to be too loud in order not to be found out. After all, he isn’t the only one with sensitive hearing in this house. One wrong sound and they would know what he was doing. Deep down Hoseok gets off even better with the risk in mind, but he also really wants this to last longer. So for the sake of dragging it out, he stays quiet as his own fist fucks his cock. 

“You’re shaking so much, Kookie darling.”

“It’s s-so goo-ood. Ah, ahmg.”

“Of course it is. You’re such a sensitive boy.”

“Yeah”, Jungkook whimpers and moans loudly, “oh god.”

“Mhm, your hole is so soft, my darling.” 

“Tae, please don’t stop.”

Hoseok curses silently, feeling dizzy at the realisation of what was happening upstairs. Taehyung isn’t just playing with Jungkook’s pretty cock, he is massaging his equally as pretty hole. Hoseok rolls over to fetch the lube and then gets comfortable again, picking up his cock to jerk it with one hand. The other is busy getting the lube open. He spreads it over his fingers and slides them to his own hole. Judging by the noises, Taehyung is doing it dry for now, but Hoseok is impatient. He needs it to be wet and sticky already, rolling circles on his own hole while his toes curl in bliss. 

“I can feel you clenching, darling Kook.”

“Want to be stretched. Please.”

“Please what, Kook?”

“Please Sir, please.”

“That’s better. I can’t stand it when you’re ill-mannered.” 

“I’m sorry, Sir. Please ah, no, please back.”

“I am merely getting the lube.”

“Oh god, I need it so bad…”

Hoseok was right. He massaged him dry. Any second and he will slip inside wet and lubed up. Hoseok finds it hard to breathe at the aspect because it means that he can finally do the same. If one hadn’t realised yet, Hoseok is using their sounds as his own personal, forbidden JOI experience. He always loves doing JOI stuff for porn, so this is special to him. JOI is short for Jerk Off Instructions and is exactly that. Videos that tell you exactly how to fucking get off. Jungkook getting fucked by Taehyung might actually be the hottest forbidden JOI experience Hoseok had in a long time. 

Taehyung seems to return to bed again, preparing his fingers.

Hoseok slows down around his cock, taking deep breaths. Don’t cum from excitement. Don’t cum now. It’s so difficult  not to because he is so fucking excited to play with his own ass that every small touch placed upon his own body feels overwhelmingly pleasurable. 

“Nervous?” Taehyung is talking as wet sounds of a rim massage meets Hoseok’s ears.

“No. Impatient. I want Sir’s fingers.”

“Of course you do. Beg me. Come now.”

“Please Sir, please may I have your fingers?”

“There we go. You are such an obedient toy.” 

Jungkook moans blissfully, Hoseok arches his back as he shares the sensation with him. Except that Jungkook’s hole gets filled with Taehyung’s long fingers and Hoseok fills his own hole with his own fingers. The sensation is the same however. The stretch is intense and addicting. The warmth deep inside him is instant.

“Two already. You have such a greedy hole.”

Hoseok agrees with a soundless moan, nodding his head vigorously. He is aware that he means Jungkook, but Hoseok is just as greedy, filling his hole with two fingers. He stuffs them inside to his last knuckles, scissoring them quickly to get his hole used to the stretch. He has no idea how much time he has left before the next step and he needs to get prepared before that. He would rather be ready sooner than later. He can just finger his loose hole for longer, but if he is still too tight to take his fucking machine while Taehyung is already destroying Jungkook’s hole, Hoseok would be very upset. So he works fast and he works desperately, scissoring his own hole while his other hand plays with his perky nipples. He leaves his cock untouched for now because he would accidentally make himself cum if he didn’t. He is way too into this. This is turning him on so fucking hard.

“You’ve got the biggest prostate, Kook darling.”

“Sir…”

“I know, that’s embarrassing to you but you must know, I love it when you are swollen inside. It means I have lots of milking to do.”

“Sir please”, Jungkook is whimpering, “please more.” 

“You’ve got the greediest hole.”

“I need you so bad, Sir.”

“So greedy. The greediest hole, truly.”

Taehyung’s not correct because Hoseok has a hole just as greedy. He stuffs it with a third finger just as Taehyung stuffs Jungkook’s hole with a third digit. And while Jungkook howls up in bliss, Hoseok mewls into the crook of his own arm, squeezing his eyes shut tightly. The stretch is intense. Hoseok swears that he might actually cum from it. He keeps his fingers still, breathing heavily just as Jungkook does.

“Hurts?”

“No, it’s so good. Oh god, I wanna cum.”

“Not yet, I want your first climax on my cock. Understood?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Yes, Sir”, Hoseok whispers inaudibly, nodding his head in obedience.

“Good toy”, Taehyung praises and begins moving his fingers because Jungkook suddenly moans as if his life depended on it. 

Hoseok moves his fingers as well, understanding Jungkook’s situation perfectly. Three fingers are incredible. His rim gets stretched, his walls filled, his prostate stimulated and his insides stuffed. Hoseok knows exactly why his roommate it moaning so much because he wants to moan just as much. 

Tonight isn’t the first time Hoseok listens in to people fucking. He stopped counting the times he did, but if one was wondering it is a lot. He knows how Taehyung and Jungkook sound as they fuck, knows how they sound when they fuck their lovely girlfriend just as he knows how said girlfriend sounds when she ruins Yoongi. He obviously also knows how Seokjin and Emma sound. He isn’t going to miss out on this good time.

Tonight isn’t the first time Hoseok listens in, but it doesn’t make it easier. On the contrary, he is so fucking desperate tonight that he has to slow down before he makes himself orgasm.

He abandons his swollen nipples for the sake of squeezing around the base of his cock, taking deep breaths to gain back control. He is trying to think different thoughts, but it is hard when just two floors above him, his handsome roommate is moaning like a fucking pornstar.

“Shit, you’re making it difficult to control myself”, Taehyung rasps.

“Feels so good…” Jungkook gets out and moans as if he exists solely for that.

Hoseok can hear a zipper open. He opens his eyes and drops his hand from his own cock. Taehyung is undressing. Hoseok takes out his fingers and rolls out of bed. He needs to be quick about it. He knows from experience that once Taehyung starts to undress, a rough fuck isn’t far anymore.

Taehyung always calls himself a patient man, but Hoseok knows that he wasn’t. Once the greed overcomes him, he is impatient. He takes what he desires most and he takes it hard. And tonight, Hoseok knows that the thing Taehyung desires most is his roommate’s innocence. Hoseok plans on getting claimed with him. Even if the two vampires upstairs have no idea, Hoseok is going to make himself part of this hunt.

He sets up his fucking machine so he can kneel on the bed and get fucked in doggy style. Upstairs, Taehyung is telling Jungkook to play with himself.

“Yes Sir. Oh god, it’s not the same…”

“Patience. I decided to wear the most confusing shirt. Oh heavens, where is this button row coming from?”

Jungkook laughs. Taehyung laughs as well.

Hoseok smiles to himself as his hands are busy setting up his favourite dildo on the machine. It is bright pink and has the perfect size to really hit where it feels the best. He crawls back on bed before Jungkook and Taehyung stop laughing upstairs.

He feels proud of himself. He didn’t waste too much time.

“Finally”, Taehyung seems to have undressed successfully. Hoseok can hear his shirt hit the floor and then the rustling of sheets as the older vampire crawls up the sheets to Jungkook.

Kissing. Judging by how wet it sounds, they are using their tongues.

Hoseok aches to kiss as well, but he knows not to be greedy. He is already doing too much listening in secretly. He can’t demand too much.

And so he gives his own hole a stretch with his fingers again as he listens to Jungkook get kissed by Taehyung. Hoseok is on all fours for it, reaching behind himself to stuff himself. The position gives his wrist a stretch, but he doesn’t mind. It feels so fucking good to finger fuck himself. He rests his cheek on the sheets, keeping his eyes closed. Hopefully they aren’t going to kiss for too long.

As if Jungkook had heard his plea, he breaks the kiss with a sigh.

“Tae Sir, please.”

“What do you need, darling?”

“Your cock.”

“How bad do you need it?”

“Like fucking air.”

“Mhm darling, you are driving me insane”, Taehyung slurs his words as Jungkook very clearly is trying to kiss him again but the older doesn’t let him, “get my cock wet if you need it so bad.”

Hoseok slips his own fingers out again, aching to be filled but he knows better not to. It is almost time. He needs to get his own toy wet if he wants to keep up with them. He kneels on the sheets, breathing heavily as his elegant hands work the toy. His cock is rock hard, standing proud against his sculpted stomach. He is so desperate that his own slick runs down his shaft, tickling the throbbing veins of his cock and soaking his groomed bush. It’s a shame he has no tongue to taste it. What a waste.

“There we go, good boy”, Taehyung praises Jungkook.

“Can you fuck me now? I did what you asked of me.”

Taehyung chuckles, “look at you begging for it.”

“I need it so bad.”

A second of silence where Hoseok can’t quite figure out what Taehyung is doing, but whatever he is doing forces Jungkook to beg.

“Please Sir, please.”

“Fine. I cannot deny you when you are being such a pretty boy for me. Get on all fours for me.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Hoseok listens to Jungkook get into position, getting in position as well. He waits. Now it is just a matter of seconds. The tip of the toy is pressing against his rim, all he waits for is the distinct sound of Taehyung breaching Jungkook. Fuck, he can barely breathe. He is so excited.

Spanking. Like that of a heavy cock getting slapped against a wet hole. Jungkook moans with each impact. Hoseok craves the feel of it, but knows he has to miss out on it.

“Look at you. You are such a well stretched toy”, Taehyung is unknowingly taunting Hoseok as much as he is trying to taunt Jungkook. If he doesn’t slip in soon, Hoseok might go upstairs and tell him to hurry the fuck up.

Perhaps he was wrong, perhaps the older vampire is patient. Too patient for Hoseok’s taste.

“Sir please” and it seems too patient for Jungkook as well, “don’t tease me, please.”

“But why not?”

“Please. Sir, please.”

“Please isn’t a reason.” 

“Oh god, I’m begging you. Please.”

Hoseok listens to Taehyung take a deep breath. He listens to Jungkook whimper. And he listens to Taehyung exhale.

“Fine. Take it if you need it so bad.”

“Ah! Oh g-god.”

Finally.

Hoseok presses back onto the toy. His hole opens up easily, swallowing the silicon girth greedily. The stretch burns a little, but Hoseok doesn’t mind. He is used to this burn, he fucking loves it.

“Breathe darling, breathe.”

Hoseok obeys just as Jungkook does. He is breathing heavily, matching the rhythm with that of his roommate. His long fingers spread on the sheets for a sensual grab of them. He twists and relaxes his hand again, dropping his fingers on the sheets. The dildo sits heavy in his ass, giving him one of his favourite feelings.

Being stuffed.

Hoseok can’t get enough of it. He wanted it, craved it, needed it.

“Does it hurt? You are shaking so much”, Taehyung is talking sweetly and judging by the ruffling of sheets, Jungkook is shaking his head, “what’s the matter then?”

“It’s so good”, Jungkook gets out and curses under his shaky breath.

“Yes it really is. Fuck, Kookie my darling boy”, Taehyung rasps and begins moving his hips.

Hoseok can hear it in wet sounds just as much as he can hear it in Jungkook’s moans. He sounds so sweet. So incredibly sweet and blissed out.

Hoseok presses the button on his machine and joins him in the sensations. He buries his face in the mattress, hoping that it is enough to muffle his own moans.

The rhythm Taehyung has going on is slow, but Hoseok knows that it is only a matter of time where desperation takes control of his hips and he begins drilling Jungkook hard and fast. Hoseok can’t fucking wait for the moment. The slow fuck feels good, but it doesn’t scratch the itch like a rough fuck would.

It leaves him desperate and pushing back onto the toy in an attempt to fill what was missing with depth. The toy goes deep like this. In and out. In and out. Hoseok feels every fucking thrust as how it shapes his rim. That’s it. This is how the slow fuck is bearable. This is how it feels enough.

Hoseok rolls his head to the side and parts his lips in silent moans. His thumb is on the button of the remote control. Just in case. It isn’t time yet, Taehyung is still moving slowly while Jungkook is sighing and mewling. He is praising his boyfriend, calling him good and well-stretched. Jungkook seems to love it because his mewls are soaked in giddiness.

Hoseok doesn’t mind the slow fuck anymore. The angle he has going on is hitting everything. His p-spot is charged in electricity, his walls are well stuffed and his rim perfectly stretched. Hoseok fucking loves it and he is curling toes because of it.

“It feels so good, oh god”, Jungkook whispers, following it with breathy moans.

“It really does. My darling boy, I love fucking you”, Taehyung breathes and sighs.

“Love…getting…fucked…ah, ahm…”

“Darling boy, my darling boy…”

Hoseok always feels uncomfortably guilty when the sex he listens in becomes emotionally charged. He loves when his friends are kinky and nasty, but when emotions begin to soak into the dirty talk, it becomes so painfully obvious to him what he is doing and he gets embarrassed. Look at him. Being a nasty voyeur listening in to his best friend getting fucked by his boyfriend. Hoseok furrows his brows and tries not to let the guilt linger. If he does, he will lose the desire bubbling in his stomach.

And once again, Jungkook is saving the day. As if he is sensing his roommate’s desperation, he begins to beg.

“Harder please.”

The guilt in Hoseok’s stomach ceases to exist instantly, fiery pleasure replaces it. Harder. He can finally increase the movement of the machine.

“Harder?” Taehyung asks.

“Harder. Please.”

“Like this?”

Skin slaps against skin. Taehyung’s balls definitely slapped against Jungkook’s right now. Jungkook keens. The tempo is still slow. Hoseok feels impatient. He wants it faster, not rougher. Hopefully Jungkook wants the same.

“Like this? Mhm, you want it like this?” Taehyung is taunting as he thrusts his hips into Jungkook slow but rough.

“No, fa-faster.”

Yes fuck. Thank you. Hoseok is thinking as he arches his back and rolls his thumb over the button impatiently. Soon. So soon.

“Then you have to tell me that. Silly boy, I can’t read your mind now, can I?” Taehyung rasps and speeds up.

Jungkook’s moans pitch and become louder. The skin slapping is finally quicker, the wet squelching of Jungkook’s hole accompanies it.

Hoseok presses the button. The machine speeds up, drilling the pink dildo into his hole quickly.

“Faster, please faster.”

“Fuck, you’re the best.”

Hoseok tries to time the rhythm of it with the rhythm of Taehyung’s hips. He manages to get close enough that the fucking sounds from upstairs match up with the sensations Hoseok experiences. It is as if Taehyung is drilling his cock into Hoseok.

“Thank you! Ah, thank you!” Jungkook is chanting and wailing in pleasure, “this is perfect! Ah, Tae! Tae! Ah!”

“My darling boy, fuck. That’s it, take me. Take all of me”, Taehyung is growling and grunting, drilling his boyfriend just how he needs it.

Hoseok is so grateful that Jungkook needs it as fast and hard as he does, because this is exactly what he needed as well. He is twisting the sheets, furrowing his brows in ecstasy as his puffy hole gets fucked by pink silicon dick.

Hoseok fucked Jungkook before. He knows how good his roommate feels and how lovely he looks as he gets railed. Hoseok also knows how Jungkook fucks. He knows how thick his cock is and how strong his grip is. What he doesn’t know is how Taehyung fucks.

Hoseok never got fucked by Taehyung. He wants it. He really does. Whenever he listens in one the vampire fucking his partners, they constantly sound on the brink of ecstacy. He knows the vampire is aware that he can fuck and Hoseok aches to experience it just once. Just once. He wants Taehyung’s cock so bad that he is arching his back and using his imagination to make the dildo feel real. 

“That’s it, arch for me. Such a good slut.”

Taehyung’s praises add reality to the fantasy. It is as if he is praising Hoseok, as if he is calling him a good slut for taking his cock so well. Hoseok whimpers softly, feeling light-headed. 

Hoseok might not last as long as Jungkook will. He has their sounds making it so much harder to stay calm. Jungkook and Taehyung only have each other to worry about, but Hoseok has their noises adding an extra layer of pleasure to the fuck. He gets off to sound so hard. Oh my god, he gets off so hard to it. Holy fuck, Jungkook’s moans. Holy fuck, Taehyung’s grunts. His heavy balls against Jungkook’s. Jungkook’s wet, creamed hole squelching and the creaking of his bed. There are so many sounds which make staying calm so much harder for Hoseok.

“That’s it. Keep moaning for me.”

“Tae ah! Ah! A-ah!”

“Who makes you scream like that?”

“You, Sir.”

“Who makes you shake like that?”

“You, Sir!”

“Who fucking owns you?”

“You! Sir!”

“Fuck darling, you perfect fucking thing.”

Hoseok is holding on by a thread. His body is shaking against his will, his ass feels on fire. He can’t do this for long anymore. His cock and balls are so tight, aching to release as they leak in a constant, thick drip. This is so hard. He wishes the slow rhythm back. This is so hard.

Hoseok twists more of the pink sheets and arches his back. This is going to fucking mess him up. Please Kook, please hurry up. He is begging, trembling in desperation.

“You perfect thing. My perfect thing. Mine. All mine”, Taehyung’s voice is deep and demonic.

The contrast to Jungkook’s high-pitched, angelic moans messes with Hoseok even more.

“Look at your legs shake. Can’t take it anymore, mhm?”

“N-no”, Jungkook is close to crying. Hoseok can hear it in his voice, “hit me, please.”

“Hit you?”

“Please Sir, please I need to be hit, please.”

“You fucking whore for pain”, Taehyung spits and seconds later, the sharp sound of slapping cuts through the air.

Jungkook wails up.

Slap!

Jungkook begins sobbing, while Taehyung’s growls gain danger to them.

Slap!

This sounded like it hurt and it is setting off Jungkook.

“I’m cumming!”

“Yes! Kook!” Taehyung moans and slaps him again and again and again and…

Hoseok can barely count how many times Taehyung slaps Jungkook because Jungkook’s squeaks are setting him off as well. He finally lets go, climaxing all over the sheets. He keeps his hand over his own mouth, trying to muffle his moans in order not to be found out.

“That’s it, pump my cock. Shit Kook, you’re making me climax”, Taehyung gets out and stops his movements.

Hoseok manages to press the button on the machine, panting heavily as he listens to Taehyung empty his balls deep inside his roommate’s ass.

He stays like this even as upstairs Taehyung begins the aftercare. He seems to slip out of Jungkook and clean the mess with licks.

“Tae, oh god”, Jungkook sounds breathless. His voice is trembling weakly while Taehyung is purring and moaning in enjoyment as his tongue scoops the cum from his hole.

A few moments pass where Hoseok can listen to the slow rimjob and then Taehyung ends it with a slurp and a kiss. The kissing remains. He must be kissing a path up Jungkook’s spine and end it with kisses to his lips. Jungkook is sighing and giggling, which makes Taehyung giggle as well.

“Can you taste it?” he is whispering.

“I can. You taste so good.”

“Mhm, you taste sweeter”, a kiss, more talking, “how are you doing?”

“Dizzy. My ass hurts.”

“I spanked you really hard. You bruised.”

Jungkook giggles. Taehyung giggles as well.

“You’re the best.”

“No, you are. My Kookie.”

“Stop Tae, I hate it when you tickle me.”

Their laughter for some moments while Hoseok is left listening to them and craving affection just as much. He stops listening in after a while because love is seeping into the conversation again and he starts to get embarrassed. He doesn’t want to get up. The toy is still inside him, but he doesn’t want to get up yet. Once he does, he will be empty and even the smallest feeling of being whole will be gone.

Knock, knock, knock.

Hoseok peels his eyes open in shock. There he is: Ruined, panting and with a dildo up his ass and someone is knocking on his fucking door.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

“One second!” he calls out, hoping his voice sounded normal. Taehyung and Jungkook are silent upstairs. It must be them knocking. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Hoseok is panicking as he scrambles to his feet. 

He throws a blanket over the machine and tries to hide the lube under the pillow. Then he puts on his shirt and briefs messily, dragging himself to the door as best as his wobbly knees allow him to. He is leaking into his boxers, he can feel it run out of him. Fuck, hopefully it doesn’t start running down his leg.

He unlocks the door and pulls it open. 

Taehyung is leaning against the doorframe with his arm, while Jungkook stands a little to the side behind him with his hands on his hips. Both men are naked. Their hair is messy from sex, their skins glistening.

“Oh? Yo”, Hoseok gasps, stumbling back a little. He stumbles back even more when they enter his room, “guys hey, uhm, what are doing? Why are you naked? What’s going on? Hah” he asks nervously.

“Is that it?” Taehyung asks, looking over Hoseok’s shoulder at the blanket mountain by the bed.

Hoseok gulps, “what do you, you mean?”

“The machine you fucked yourself with.”

“What?!” 

Jungkook closes the door, keeping his hand in its surface for dramatic effect. Hoseok gawks at him with widened eyes and terribly shaky knees.

“We know what you did, Hoseok-ah”, he says in a deep, raspy voice.  

“I, I don’t know what you’re talking about”, Hoseok stutters, burning up in embarrassment. 

“We are pretty sure you do”, Taehyung says and closes the distance to grab Hoseok by the back of his neck. He inhales deeply, flashing his eyes ruby to let the younger vampire know that his nose picked up the sin between his legs.

Hoseok squeaks, looking at him with big eyes and his head becoming dizzy.

“You want cock so desperately that you fuck yourself to our sounds? We’ve got just the right thing for you then”, Taehyung rasps, dragging his thumb over Hoseok’s lips to wipe the drool he didn’t even realise he spilled.

Hoseok fights for words, gasping repeatedly. He tenses up when he feels hands slip under his shirt. A glance at his side lets him know it is Jungkook touching him. His ruby eyes are lowered dangerously, drawing him in.

“We’ll show you what being a dirty voyeur gets you, Hoseok-ah”, Jungkook rasps and tugs him closer by his boxers.

Hoseok lets out a shaky gasp, feeling weak at the realisation.

“Now get on your knees and start sucking.”  Hoseok falls with a moan, opening his mouth willingly.

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Soju Bomb - JHS (18+)

Pairing: Neighbor!Hoseok X Neighbor Fem!Reader

Theme: SMUT, PWP, Neighbors au, f2l au, non-idol au, MDNI

Summary: Hoseok doesn't like soju usually, but he discovers he likes the taste when the drink is spilled on your body.

Wordcount: 2021

Warnings: Explicit sex, unprotected sex (act smart), Hoseok is kinky, reader is impatient, sex on the couch, mentions of military basecamp.

P.S: Soju Bomb is actually a cocktail containing soju and beer. but here in this fic, the word refers something else.

Minors and Karens are not allowed in this blog.

“You sure you don’t want some soju?” you wiggle the bottle in your grip towards Hoseok, asking your friend the question. 

“100% sure. I don’t vibe with the taste.” Hoseok makes a sound of disgust as he sits down with his bottle of overpriced whiskey. 

“Hoseok? Are you sure you’re Korean?” you fake a face of shock only to be hit by a thrown cushion. 

“Don’t be so dramatic, Y/N” Hoseok says, pouring himself a drink as you do the same. 

Hoseok is looking extra hot tonight. You wonder what kind of food and air he has been consuming in the military basecamp. His chest is firmer, shoulders wider, skin glows as if he is under strict skincare routine, thighs taut and toned and that short dark hair makes your knees weak. 

You are insanely attracted to your friend slash neighbor and as far as you understand Hoseok, the feelings of attraction are mutual, otherwise why would he spend the last night of his holiday drinking with you? The thought brings a smile to your face but you are quick to shove it down. You know now is not the time, you should wait for his discharge to finally ask him out.

You raise your shot glass to your mouth, place your lips on the rim and are about to take the first sip of the night but Hoseok decides to speak up, “There is this medical staff in our base camp. She asked me out last week.” 

His words pierce their way through your ears and cause a shock wave. You cough out the soju and spill the remains of the glass all over yourself. The delicious burn of the drink is shadowed by the burn that you are currently feeling somewhere in your heart. 

“Fuck hoseok! Did you have to- ugh!” you whine, trying to wipe your face, “what did you say? Are you going out with her then?” 

Hoseok has been trying to keep his sanity intact since the moment you walked into his apartment. However, his eyes keep on wandering all over your body, especially when that thin material of your tshirt and those obscenely short sleeping shorts are doing a very poor job in hiding your alluring body from his hawk-like eyes. 

But the scene that he is witnessing right now.. Is something different. Your pupils are blown out due to shock, your jaw, throat and collarbone are wet because of the spilled drink and your t-shirt has become a little bit transparent due to the wetness. 

He licks his lip completely forgetting about the question you have thrown at him. 

“Hoseok, I asked you something?” you whine again. 

Hoseok stops racking his eyes through your body and sits straight, “Huh? Ah- sorry. No… I said no.” 

Your muscles relax at his answer. “Oh okay.” You mutter softly. 

“Let me get you cleaned.” Hoseok stands up from his side of the couch and walks towards you. 

“No, I can-” you open your mouth but 

“Let me clean you up, Y/N'' Hoseok interrupts you, settling down on his knees right in front of you. 

Before Hoseok can understand what he is doing, he finds his mouth being latched to your jawbone, already sucking in the remnants of soju. 

You are at a loss of words. Trying to contemplate Hoseok’s choice of actions brings you only failure, especially when Hoseok is on his knees right in front of you, his mouth is attached to your throat and he is licking the soju off of your skin. 

You sigh in containment and he takes that as a sign of affirmation to keep going. 

One of his hands cradles the side of your face as another one wraps tightly around your waist, pulling you closer to his body. His mouth descends further and reaches to the juncture of your throat and shoulder. He nips at your skin and you moan softly. 

Your hands find their way through his short dark hair, tugging and pulling those as if your life depends on it. Hoseok’s mouth knows what exactly to do, he surprisingly finds the spot that gets you all weak and bites down at it softly. You feel hotness pooling through your hole already. 

Hoseok ain’t doing any better. The soft whines and moans that you are making and the way he can feel your nipples pebbling against his chest, makes his shorts tighter with each passing second. 

He rapidly licks up every single drop of soju that you spilled on your body. His tongue glides through your skin making you feel dizzy. 

Hoseok tugs at the end of your tshirt, “should I clean you up more intimately?” His voice is sultry, a few octaves lower than his usual jovial voice. Your skin is sticky as hell and you don’t know how to reject his offer. So you choose the next best option. You pull your tshirt up and slip out of it. Hoseok’s eyes descend from your face to your exposed bare chest as his hand reaches out to fondle with your tits. 

Standing up from his knees, he pushes your body down on the couch. Then he climbs on top of you. He places each of his knees on either side of your body and hooks his fingers on the waistband of your shorts. 

“May I?” Hoseok is nice enough to ask for your permission but you are nothing less than a horny desperate bitch wanting to be fucked out of senses by your hot neighbour. So you nod your head frantically. Hoseok chuckles and murmurs, “cute” before tugging down your shorts and discarding that somewhere on the floor. 

Then he does something unexpected and, well, very kinky. 

Hoseok reaches for the bottle of soju and hooks two of his fingers on the mouth of it. Titling it towards your almost naked body, he shakes it with a mild pace. A decent amount of soju leaks through the gap of his fingers and spills all over your body, wetting you even more than before. 

Your jaw drops open. You find words to collect and finally say something but you fail when you perceive Hoseok’s eyes going darker staring at your naked, wet body all ready for him. 

“Fuck.” he curses, “never knew I would be this desperate to taste soju ever in my life.” he mutters while undressing himself leaving only the boxers. His tshirt goes flying in the air to keep your clothes company.  

Before you can admire his sculpted body, he dives down. 

His hands find yours as he clutches your wrists and pin those above your head. His mouth reaches for your lips to share the very first kiss of you two. It starts off as soft and sweet but quickly elevates into rough and passionate. You taste whisky and urgency on him. 

Licking the seam of his lips, you ask for entrance, which he gives you willingly. 

Finally, Finally you are getting to taste Jung Hoseok and he definitely tastes better than your imagination. 

Hoseok has been fantasizing you for years but never has he ever thought he will get you like this, all wet, naked and spread out on his couch like this. Now that his dirty dreams have become real, he can’t help himself but taste every inch of your skin. 

His mouth leaves your lips and starts dropping down your throat. He sticks his tongue out and licks the drops of soju eagerly. 

“Umm.. soju tastes good when it’s on you.” he hums in containment. You moan his name out. His next destination is your tits. He holds both of your wrists with his one hand and brings the other one down to grab one of your tits, while his mouth takes your other nipple inside of it. 

He gives your nipple a few small sucks, blows on it and then starts sucking on it hard. The wet sloshing sound that his mouth makes, causes you to whine and moan loudly enough.  

Hoseok rolls and plays with the other nipple and forces your eyes to shut down with all the ministrations. 

It’s been so long since you have felt this good in anyone’s hands. Or maybe it’s just that Hoseok really knows his way with women. 

His tongue glides further down your body and starts lapping up the drink from your stomach. In a moment he is placing the fat of his tongue flat on your stomach and in the next moment his pretty lips are pouting and he is vacuuming the wetness from your skin, either way, Hoseok is ruining you very very badly.   

His mouth reaches to your clothed mound and he asks again, “may I?” 

“Yes. fuck yes.” You shout out. 

He soon leaves your wrists alone and uses his hands to tug down your underwear. He regards your slick folds with his darkened eyes for a moment and then he mumbles, “This cunt. Thoughts of this cunt kept me up night after night. And it’s still better than what I imagined.” 

“You imagined my cunt?” you ask, smirking up at him.

“You have no idea, doll.” he smirks. 

The nickname causes your cheek to turn pink but you don’t have time to dwell upon that when Hoseok is stripping himself off and standing naked in front of your eyes. 

The size and girth of his cock makes makes you wonder if he is going to fit inside you or not. 

“Don’t worry. I’ll stretch you out.” hoseok replies as if reading your thoughts. 

“No. No need. I need you inside me. Right now.” you breathe out. 

“You sure? You can take me?” he makes sure you are not taking his cock lightly.

“Yes. Now please quit waiting and fuck me.” you whine. 

Hoseok chuckles at you, “so impatient”. He then climbs on his previous position and lines his cock right on your entrance. 

One of his hands holds you down by your waist while the other one reaches for your clit, and starts drawing small circles on it. 

“So wet. All for me, Doll?” His husky, lust dripping voice makes you shiver.

“Yes. Hoseok. All for you.” you reply. 

“Love it when you call my name like that.” he briefly mutters before pushing his shaft inside you. 

You suck him in like your cunt was made to accommodate his cock, and Hoseok can’t wait to drill you down already. 

“Fuck, Hoseok” you curse his name as your eyes start rolling back due to the pleasure mixed pain you feel. 

“Yes, doll. Gonna fuck you so good.” He rolls his hip in order to produce the first thrust. 

You moan some incoherent words as Hoseok starts moving rhythmically. The friction of his cock on your wall is so unbelievably good that you feel like you can cum already. But then Hoseok starts stimulating your clit again and pushes you on the edge. 

“I- I won’t s- stay long if you keep doing this.” You manage to voice somehow. 

“Cum then. Cum on my cock.” Hoseok says, keeping an eye contact with you. 

But you don’t. It’s your first time with him and you want to finish together, also, you are not quite there yet. 

However, you probably spoke (or thought) too soon because Hoseok starts taking up a faster pace. His hips move relentlessly and slams his dick inside you harder and harder. 

With his fingers still abusing your clit, you start squeezing him. 

“Fuck, Y/N”  Hoseok groans. And with one more thrust, you are cumming. 

“Oh my god! Fuck!” you pant heavily. 

Hoseok follows right behind. He cums inside you, filling you with his seed to the brim. 

Falling on top of your body, he snuggles his nose in your neck. A sigh of containment releases from his mouth as he takes in your natural phenomenons. 

You wrap your hands around his body to keep him close.

“So.. why did you reject that medical staff?” You place your playful question. 

“Because.. I have a soju bomb that I have a huge stupid crush on.” Both of you giggle laying there naked in each other’s warmth.   

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[taetaespeaches]

“You’re too hot to stay in.”

hoseok x reader (oc) genre: fluff; suggestive word count: 1.6K

a/n: Hi lovelies! In this, Hobi and reader/Petal are getting ready to go on a date but Hobi gets a bit distracted by his lover’s beauty. That’s really it. That’s the plot. I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading :)) oh and happy birthday, Hobi! <3

It was a chilly February evening, the crescent moon barely visible in the dark sky, but it was warm and bright inside the apartment. Hoseok had a way of becoming the sun, lighting everything and everyone up. The silk material of your sage colored slip dress brushed the back of your ankles as you leaned toward the mirror, hurriedly applying the pink lipstick to your lips. “Petal,” your boyfriend called from the hallway, the sound of his steps nearing the bedroom.

“I just need five minutes,” you called out, assuming he was coming to collect you. You were running late, and in true Hoseok fashion, he was perfectly on time.

Looking from the mirror to the bedroom doorway, you found him stepping inside with his face directed toward his phone. “No you’re fine,” he assured you sweetly. “I was just letting you know it’s real-” he trailed off slightly when he looked up and caught sight of you. “-ly cold… outside… whoa.”

Lowering the tube of lipstick, you flashed a smile at the man as he stared at you. “Ok,” you nodded. “I have a cardigan.”

“You look amazing,” Hoseok awed, lowering his phone as he shook his head at you. “Whoa,” he repeated, making you giggle.

“Thank you,” you said quietly, almost feeling bashful. Making you shy was one of the superpowers Hoseok kept in his arsenal, right there next to his ability to embody the sun. “So do you,” you told him gently, Hoseok flashing you a sweet smile in response. “I’m just about ready to go.”

“Take your time,” he shook his head, eyes wide and smile wider. “I’m not even sure I want to go out anymore,” he added teasingly.

Rolling your eyes at him, you walked toward him. “Behave yourself.”

“Have you seen yourself?” He shot back defensively, as if to say can you blame me?

“I know I’m hot, Hoseok,” you pointed out with an accompanying smirk.

“Understatement,” he said simply, his eyes dragging down your frame, and then back up as you got closer to him.

As soon as you were within reach, Hoseok snaked his arm around your waist and pulled you to him. “Does my makeup look ok?” You asked with feigned innocence.

“You’re just teasing me now,” he accused with a bright smile on his lips. Pressing your lips together and popping them, emphasizing the pink tint on your lips, you shook your head with a smirk. Letting out a light scoff at you, his eyes locked on your mouth, Hoseok’s lips spread into an amused grin. “You look beautiful.”

“You’re really struggling to behave right now, aren’t you?” You giggled at him, Hoseok sighing deeply in response.

“I’m fighting demons, Petal,” he complained, acting breathless with all his hard work to be on his best behavior. Leaning toward him, you left a sweet kiss to his lips, the man responding quickly as he pressed his mouth to yours a little harder to make the kiss last just a little bit longer.

When you pulled away, he grabbed your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours as you patted his cheek with your opposite hand. “Whatever you’re thinking about right now, you can have when we get back home.” You watched as he brought the back of your hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to it, smiling into the action. The smile was far from innocent, and there was a shared silent understanding between the both of you: you don’t want to know what I’m thinking right now, Petal. Ignoring his indecent thoughts, you eyed the gray sweater that adorned his upper body. “I like this sweater on you, Sunshine.”

“Thank you,” he smiled softly. “Where’s your cardigan? Is it gonna be warm enough?”

“If it isn’t I’ll just steal your jacket,” you joked, a slight smile curving on his lips though you could tell you were losing his focus. You nodded toward the desk where your cardigan sat, but Hoseok’s gaze didn’t follow, still appreciating your features and the way the sage green silk hugged your hips and waist. “Next to my shoes.” He hummed in feigned acknowledgement, the man not really hearing anything you said. “Sunshine,” you spoke softly, placing a hand to his shoulder, letting your palm slide down the soft sweater until it settled over his heart. His eyes met yours, his eyebrows lifting to let you know he was actually listening. Smiling at him, you cocked your head. “Can you help me with my shoes?” Your boyfriend’s eyes widened as he searched the room for the shoes. “By the desk.”

“Ah,” he announced as his eyes settled on them.

“Weren’t you listening to me before?” You teased as he quickly walked toward the desk to collect the nude heels.

“Of course I was,” he spoke through a smile, grabbing the shoes by the straps and turning toward you so you could see his amusement. He lifted the heels to show them off to you, as if to say, see? I got them, I listen.

You rolled your eyes and the man giggled cutely as he made his way in front of you once again. And then he lowered to one knee.

With that one motion, the air in the room shifted. It was suddenly heavy with tension, replacing the lighthearted teasing that was passed back and forth between you both. You stared down at him, feeling a bit breathless as he pushed the slit of the dress open to reveal your leg to him. Your hand settled on his shoulder to brace yourself against him as he lifted your foot off the ground, making you bend your knee to accommodate his movements as he slid the heel onto you. His fringe was fluffy as it sat on his forehead, and you could just barely see his gaze through it, his eyes locked on your thigh.

His long delicate fingers worked on the small strap buckle, securing it around your ankle. And then his palm curled around your ankle and squeezed lightly before dragging up your leg, gently massaging your calf muscle as he traveled higher up your leg. Smiling down at him, you watched as a smirk appeared on his face. His fingers brushed over the back of your knee as he leaned forward and placed a lingering kiss to the side of your knee.

“So pretty,” he whispered against your bare skin. It was then that he peered up at you through his fringe, flashing a teasing smile as his hand continued to travel further up the back of your thigh. Straightening your leg and lowering your foot to the ground, the stiletto met the hardwood with a quiet click.

His hand slid to the side of your thigh, too far from your core to give you any relief but close enough to make you shiver in anticipation. Hoseok felt the way you trembled under his touch and he sighed into the thick air, as though he was burdened with having your leg bare and in his hands like that, having your body jolt in response to his fingers, but being unable to take it any further in that moment. You chuckled at his suffering and he smiled at himself, lowering his forehead to your leg before turning his head so his cheek rested on your upper thigh. He glanced up at you and groaned.

“Are you sure you still wanna go out?” He asked through another sigh.

“No,” you smiled, brushing your fingers through his soft hair. “But I did get all dressed up and someone needs to show me off.” Scratching his head gently, you allowed your eyes to travel his features. “And I want to show you off. You’re too hot to stay in.”

“Maybe we’re both too hot to leave this room,” he retorted with a smile. He had a point. As your reserve wavered, he gathered himself with a huff. Dropping his head off your leg, he looked back up at you with a chuckle. “If I can get this next shoe on you without burying my face in you then we can go,” he joked, grabbing the second heel off the floor. He had no idea how your tummy flipped at the comment as your core ached with need.

Scoffing, you rolled your eyes at him as he looked up at you with amused confusion. “You can’t just say shit like that,” you complained, Hoseok giggling as he placed your foot on the ground, both heels in place. He got them on, you realized disappointedly.

Setting his hands on the outsides of your thighs, he slowly stood in front of you, pausing momentarily with his face in front of your hips. He grasped at the silk dress, bunching it in his palms and fingers. He lifted his gaze to meet your needy one, and flashed a dazzling smile before straightening his body, his face level with yours.  

“I feel like I just got the upper hand here,” he pointed out teasingly, a grin plastered to his face.

“You did not,” you argued, Hoseok’s smile only widening. “I’m fine,” you insisted through a shaky breath as his hands slid further up your body, still gripping the material of your dress as he settled his palms on your waist.

Raising his eyebrows in challenge, he nodded disbelievingly. “This is fun now,” he noted cheerily. “Let’s go to dinner, Petal.” Stepping away from you and towards the desk, he scooped your cardigan up and held it for you.

Scoffing at him, he giggled happily. “You’re so obnoxious,” you noted, crossing your arms over your ribcage.

“I know,” he gloated giddily, walking towards you and holding his hand out for you to take. Rolling your eyes, you reluctantly unfolded your arms and placed your palm in his. He started leading you out of the room, only to stop suddenly, making you walk into his shoulder with a small grunt. “Oh, Petal?” he started, already making you sigh as you met his gaze skeptically. “Behave yourself.”

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[yeoldontknow]

Fermata ❧ jhs ❧ M+

⤕ as part of the Once Upon A Fantasy collab with @jamaisjoons @yoonia @inkedtae @kookdiaries @kth1 and @opaljm  | banner by the lovely @jamaisjoons | thank you to @xjoonchildx​ @inkedtae​ and @sugaurora​ for reading this over and being so incredibly encouraging. every single word of praise helped me get through this. i cannot express how grateful i am for you! ⤕ Pairing: Emperor!Hoseok x Court Musician!Reader (inspired by The Nightingale by Hans Christian Anderson) ⤕ Genre: fantasy retelling; fantasy au; soulmate au; romance, angst, smut, horror, angst with a happy ending ⤕ Rating: NC-17 ⤕ Summary: Hoseok has spent his whole life promising and swearing that one day he will marry you. After rejecting an arranged marriage with the High Princess from a neighboring kingdom, the scorned Princess uses her dark magic to curse Hoseok into falling in love with her in an effort to usurp the throne. Heartbroken, you flee the empire. When the world is plunged into permanent night, you start to know it is down to Hoseok's curse. When you receive word Hoseok has fallen deathly ill, you start to wonder if anyone can save him at all. �� Warnings: explicit sex; explicit language; graphic depictions of violence; graphic depictions of blood; discussion of death; graphic depictions of murder; depictions of hoseok dying; vaginal fingering; cum play; semi-public sex; loss of virginity; virgin sex; pain kink; size kink; impreg kink; impregnation; blow jobs; hand jobs; pregnancy kink; body worship; breast play; nipple play; creampie; dirty talk; unprotected sex; manipulation; betrayal; arranged marriage themes; crying; begging; marking; scratching; biting; politics; blood; cum swallowing; teasing; passionate sex; wedding night sex; depictions of ptsd; depictions of depression; loneliness; sadness ⤕ Word Count: 60K

Hoseok was born at the first crest of new dawn.

In the Emperor’s quarters he was placed into his mother’s waiting arms, the rich crimson slivers of morning light breaching the boreal curtains at the same moment her tears spilled from the corners of her eyes. Kneeling anxiously at her bedside, his father pressed his fingers to his lips in nervous silence.

A passing sensation of greed claimed him entirely, wanting the entire world, and all the light inside it, for the small bundle who only cried in the same instant he took his first breath. Words evaded him; too much rapture, too much pleasure, too much love and, all at once, the terrible, insurmountable fear the comfort of his family’s existence would soon disappear.

Hoseok’s mother, so content and at peace as her newborn son settled into the valley of her breasts, did not find any cause for worry. She had been blessed with an angel, and angels ride the wings of sunlight. Instead, she smiled at her husband, casting a reassuring glance as she pressed a kiss to the soft tuft of hairs at his head where his crown would eventually rest.

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[jhugas]

‘I MEAN IT’- Jung Hoseok

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Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Hoseok X F!Reader, friends to lovers

Summary: You finally meet the guy you were talking with for a year. After two month meeting in real life, you go to the beach together with his friends. What do you think is going to happen?

Warnings/tags: nothing but love, kisses and hugs. Going to the sea at night.

Word count: ~1K

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It’s been a long time you and Hoseok were talking, but you guys have never met each other. You both met on a language exchange app and became really close friends, until you caught feelings for each other…

The first time you saw each other’s face was on FaceTime around 8 months after you started talking. Since, you never stopped calling each other.

You both wanted to date, but after a serious talk about your feelings, you decided that it was better to wait to see each other in real life. Many situations could happen: he doesn’t show up, isn’t what you expected or you’re not what he expected, you could be really awkward in real life and more.

After almost a year and calling each other almost every day, you decided to go to Korea to finally meet him. When you told him the news, as expected, he was very happy.

You both met at the airport and everything went well, you didn’t buy the ticket to go back home yet since you had no idea how this would go. But you definitely knew, you don’t want to leave.

It’s been two months you’re in Korea, Busan, living at Hoseok’s luxury apartment. He never had to worry about you using him for his money or fame since he only told multiple month after talking who he truly was. Yours and his feelings were real.

Tonight, you’re going to go to the beach with Hoseok, Jungkook, Taehyung and Jimin. You already met them and they knew how close you and Hoseok are, but you still want to seem nice to them.

It’s 10pm, night, gorgeous and shining stars everywhere above you all and a perfect moon watching over you. It’s a warm night, only a small breeze, and the water is great.

You all went in the water for the first time when you first arrived. Hoseok carried you, hugged you and held your hand. He had no shame in expressing his love for you, even with his friends. You all went back to the beach and everyone was talking. They asked you questions, such as ‘are you enjoying Korea?’ ‘How was your day’ and teased you ‘if Hoseok hurts you, you call me!’ ‘Hopefully you sleep well even with him snoring…’. A typical, chill night.

And when you thought that you would all leave now, Hoseok invites you in the water. All he wants is to talk with you, for him, all of this is so perfect, and you look so ethereal.

He offers you his hand that you accept without a doubt, and he brings you in the water, slowly. You’re both having a casual conversation, he makes a few jokes, you laugh, and you both flirt a bit, until the water has arrived to your waist. You both stop and look at the starry night sky and the beautiful moon. A comfortable silence settles down as he has one of his hands on your waist, slowly caressing it with his thumb. You then look at him. He is your star, and you are his moon. As he feels your stare, he looks back at you and softly smile. The boys on the beach are filming, certain of what was going to happen.

With this smile… you cannot help but look at his soft lips, lit up by the clear night. He notices you staring at his lips, and slowly looks at yours.

‘Is this the moment? Should I go for it or wait a bit more?’

And just like he couldn’t hold himself back, he put his hand behind your head, keeps the other one on your waist and leans in to kiss you. You put your arms around his neck and welcome this warm, gentle, soft and sweet feeling on your lips as he kisses them. This is what you needed. Everything went well since you saw each other, all you were waiting for was to make it official. He pulls back slowly, not wanting to break this comforting, unreal atmosphere. You kiss him back, softly. It’s only him, you, and love.

The boys are running everywhere, screaming silently and filming this moment. They knew that Hoseok was also waiting to make it official.

As you both gently pull back, you smile at each other, and hug. Eyes shining, he looked like he was about to cry. He holds you the closest possible, as if he never wants to let you go.

‘I don’t know if this is too early, but I love you. And I mean it.’

He whispers as he puts his head in your neck.

‘I love you too.’

You would’ve never thought that all of his would happen tonight, but here it is, and you’re happy about it.

The boys stopped the video and immediately took multiple screenshots where your bodies’ shadow looks so good under the stars and the moon. Then they sent the video to the group chat. They thought about leaving to leave you two all alone, but they preferred to stay it case it would get awkward.

‘Y/N, can I be your boyfriend?’

He asked with a sweet voice.

‘Of course, then I’ll be your girlfriend’

You stayed like that, hugging in the middle of the sea for a few minutes before finally leaving.

Because of how tired you were, he carried you home as you fell asleep on him. At home, he helped you shower, get all the sand off of you, then brought to his bed.

‘I hope you don’t mind sleeping beside me?’

He asked, concerned.

‘Of course I don’t.’

You lazily smiled, then closed your eyes and fell asleep.

He watched your sleeping face as he wondered what did he do to deserve you. You seem way too perfect for him, but if you both love each other, then you’re just meant to be.

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[bts-hyperfixation]

How do you think bestie (secretly in love) BTS would help you get over a breakup?

Kim Namjoon - turns up at your door 30 minutes later dripping sweat (he lives 40 minutes away by bike). After you let him use your shower, he sits and cuddles you on the sofa and tells you everything will be fine. He orders your favourite take out even though you said you weren't hungry and feeds it to you in between sobs. He makes airplane sounds to make you laugh and it helps ease the ache just enough for you to fall asleep.

Kim Seokjin - Your texts back turn monosyllabic and he phones you immediately. He hears one sniffle and he is outraged! He seems more upset than you are. He rants about how your ex is a piece of shit and how he could never have been enough for you anyway. He really doesn't hold back about his true thoughts. He then makes plans with you to keep you busy all weekend so you can't think about it for too long.

Min Yoongi - You told him you thought it was going to happen, it doesn't make you any less sad. After the breakup you conveniently bump into yoongi outside the cafe next door to the park where your ex did it (no where near his home). He has your favourite drink in hand and the two of you walk in silence back to your house. You watch a movie and fall asleep on his shoulder. He kisses your forehead and let's you use him as a pillow

Jung Hoseok - He sent a bouquet of flowers to your house with "always" written on the card (You assume that's how they came). Then you're getting a call saying a car has arrived to collect you. Unable to stop your curiosity you get in the car and it takes you to a private cinema where Hobi is waiting to cheer you up with your favourite movies and ice cream/cake.

Park Jimin - threatens to fight your ex (He is about three inches shorter), reckons he could take him down easily (your ex likes the gym), thinks it's easy (Would probably win based on sheer will power). You grab his hands and force him to sit back on your sofa by sitting with your legs over his lap, he short circuits for a moment and then hugs your knees to his chest and tells you how it's all going to be fine.

Kim Taehyung - disappears on you, you hear nothing from him. You aren't sure whether you upset him or if he is hiring a hitman and doesn't want you to know, either way his silence concerns you. Your ex never did pass the V vibe check. Reappears at your door 24 hours later with chocolate and an apology for going ghost.

Jeon Jungkook - short circuits at the news. Blinking bunny koo stares back at you. Has to fight really hard for the next words out of his mouth to not be "I love you", not that you'd take it as the deep confession he means it to be. He is now stuck to your side making sure you meet no one new. Everything you do he insists on coming along. Just over a week later he confesses.

Send me a scenario or ml2!

#bts fic #bts reaction #bts scenario #namjoon scenarios #namjoon fic #seokjin fic #seokjin scenarios #yoongi fic #yoongi scenarios #hoseok fic #hoseok scenario #jimin fic #jimin scenario #taehyung scenario #taehyung fic #jungkook fic #jungkook scenario #bts fluff

[dirtybtssnaps]

Oooh I’d like to request a drabble with Hobi having a breeding kink, lmk if I requested that right. Thank you 😊

Genre: Drabbe (Or maybe oneshot?) smut

Pairing: Madist Dom Jung Hoseok and 💕Submissive💕Female Reader

Poisons: Rough sex, Degradation, Slight 69/ Female & Male Receiving, Slight praising, Bratty Sub(?), making out, Overstimulation and Breeding (Two creampies yum)

Authors note: This was only supposed to be three paragraphs...

“Do we really have to do it here? I don't care if I get caught anymore, the lights don't even work here and I think one of the towels is used.” you complained. “We're all staying on the same floor, and you're just gonna complain about them hearing us.” He answered. “We’re getting married a few months after we’re finished with all this, and I don’t really have much time, it’s either this or we don’t do it all.” He added. “We don’t really have to do this now, can’t we just maybe wait until after our wedding or something?” You asked.

“You said I could have one rule-free request, and I think always thought it was really beautiful seeing a wife pregnant on her wedding day. I already know you’re already gonna be a gorgeous wife, and this will make it magical you can do anything else you wanna do for our wedding.” He answered. He stripped all his clothes off and then kicked his clothes over to the side. He sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at you, you blushed and started taking your clothes off until you were just in your bra and panties. Hoseok mention you to keep going, you blushed a little more and took them off too.

He got up and grabbed your hand, then both of you got on the bed and you got on top of him. He grabbed your hips and pulled you down on him pressing your pussy on his mouth, then he started licking your pussy. You slid his cock inside your mouth and then started sucking his cock. After a few minutes you got off him, Hoseok got on top of you and then pinned your legs. He thrusts his cock deep inside your pussy making you moan, and started thrusting into you. Your arms wrapped around him, and he kissed your lips deeply to keep both of you quiet.

The bed started squeaking as he started thrusting harder and faster into you, your back arched breaking the kiss. You started moaning, your fingernails dragged up against his back making him let out a moan. Hoseok kissed you then pinned your legs harder thrusting into you, your nails kept scratching at it his back. Hoseok kissed you again slipping his tongue inside your mouth, he started moving until you moaned against his lips letting him know you found your G-spot.

Hoseok kept thrusting up against your G-spot making you squirm. You moaned into his mouth as you came, and after a few more thrusts he came. He slid his cock out of your pussy, then he helped you get on all fours before thrusting his back deep inside you. He grabbed your hips and then slowly started thrusting inside you again, “It's so much easier to fuck you filled with cum” Said Hoseok. He released one of your legs, then started rubbing your clit quickly speeding up his pace.

“Damn, It’s still coming out I didn’t know I came that hard.” Said Hoseok. He suddenly pushed your face into a pillow, then readjusted his grip on you and started thrusting into you again. Hoseok smirked hearing your muffled moans, he started rubbing your clit faster and you grabbed the bedsheets. “Are you gonna cum again already?” he asked, he started thrusting faster inside your pussy. You moaned out and came, you kept moaning and started squirming as he kept rubbing your clit and thrusting into you. “Don't worry I'm close.” he said thrusting deeper inside you.

Hoseok suddenly stopped after thrusting deep inside you, he came deep inside you before slowly sliding it. You fall on the bed, then he laid down on top of you “Let’s get some rest, we have the room for the rest of the day and we’re gonna use it until I’m empty”. He said smiling at you.

#answered #jung hoseok smut #hoseok smut #jhope smut #bts #bts smut #bangtan #bangtan smut #bangtan soyeondan #bangtan sonyeondan smut #kpop smut #kpop idol smut #jung hoseok scenarios #jung hoseok imagines #jung hoseok drabble #hoseok imagine #hoseok scenario #hoseok drabble #hoseok oneshot #jung Hoseok oneshot

[blu-joons]

Burnt Out ~ Jung Hoseok

“Y/N, are you alright?” Hobi yelled as he watched you stumble, bouncing your waist against the chair.

The last thing you remembered was your mouth opening to speak, but no words came out as the next thing you knew was darkness.

You had no idea how long you were out for, slowly opening up your eyes to find yourself laid out on the sofa. The light was bright, causing you to groan which quickly caught the attention of the figure pacing around the room waiting for you to come back into the room.

As soon as Hobi looked down and saw your eyes wide, he darted across and sat down beside you, taking a hold of your hand, eyes full of concern as he studied you closely.

It took a good few moments for things to sink in for you, letting go of a sigh as an ache ran from the top of your body to the bottom. You could vaguely remember what had happened, picturing yourself in the kitchen starting to get dinner sorted.

You’d panicked when Hobi text you to let you know that he was on his way home, without anything prepared. It had been the same routine for you for weeks, getting things sorted for Hobi because you knew how bus he was, doing everything that you possibly could to make life easier for him, without thinking of yourself.

The last few days you had found yourself tiring, struggling to balance everything around the house with everything that you did at work. You’d tried desperately to brush it all under the carpet, but your body was reluctant to let you dismiss how tired it was so quickly.

After giving you some time to get comfortable, Hobi cleared his throat, glancing across at you. You pushed yourself up slightly to be able to look across at him with a blank expression on your face.

“What happened?” Hobi asked you, keeping his eyes firmly on you. “You terrified me Y/N,” he added, still feeling his heart race as he tried to make sure that you really were alright.”

“I’m just tired,” you sighed, “of a lot of things.”

Your words immediately caught Hobi’s attention as you muttered the last part underneath your breath. The grip that he had on your hand loosened as he looked to you inquisitively.

“I’ve been tired for some time,” you added, feeling Hobi’s eyes staring at you. “I had a feeling that this time would come to be honest with you, it was just a case of waiting for something to tip me over the edge and finally push myself too far.”

Your words sent a shiver down Hobi’s spine, expecting it to just be a one off, the problem seemed much bigger than he ever expected it to be.

“If you had a feeling that you’d faint, why didn’t you do something about it?” Hobi asked you, struggling to make sense of why you just ignored the signs.

“I tried to talk to you, but every time you just didn’t listen.”

His hand slipped out of yours as his body stiffened, eyes narrowing to look at you almost as if he didn’t believe what you were saying. “Me? When have I ever not listened to you?” He asked you sincerely.

“Last week, you were too busy scrolling through your phone.”

“I was replying to an email,” he challenged.

“And I was burnt out, but you didn’t care about that.”

You’d lost count of the times you’d tried to have the conversation with Hobi that you felt like you were doing too much, but every time it fell on deaf ears. He wasn’t interested, at least he was happy with the way that the two of you did things.

“Or a couple of weeks ago when you came home and noticed that the living room was a mess,” you added, proving your point to him. “Instead of ask me how I was you just decided to scold me instead for leaving trip hazards when you couldn’t risk injury.”

It hurt his heart listening to you, knowing that you were right, even if Hobi didn’t want you to be. He could remember all the incidents that you listed off clearly, especially how for every single one of them he made the focus himself rather than daring to worry about you.

“I don’t even know what to say,” Hobi whispered, staring across at you with wide eyes. He knew that the blame was beginning to fall on his shoulders, especially when you’d tried so hard to get him to listen only for him to close you off every single time.

What was done was done, but you had plenty that you wanted to change moving forward with Hobi. You’d wanted to tell him that for weeks, but now was your chance, even if the circumstances weren’t the best. You weren’t prepared to let your body burn out again, as much as you loved being there and helping Hobi out, you couldn’t overstep that line any longer and risk doing yourself even more harm.

“I’ve been relying on you too much,” Hobi admitted, “and not even realising that I’ve been doing it.”

You didn’t react as he spoke, watching on as his head nodded in agreement with himself. “I’m busy too, you’re not the only one in this house who has work to do all the time Hobi,” you explained to him as his head continued nodding.

“I can do more,” he assured you, “and I will do more as well, this can’t keep happening to you.”

Seeing you fall had given Hobi the push that he needed to know that he was relying on you too much. Support every now and then was human, but even the small things seemed to unfairly rest on your shoulders.

“Are you listening to me this time and realising that I’m struggling?” You asked Hobi, pulling yourself up so that you were sat up. “I get that you need someone by your side, but you’ve taken it to the extreme, it’s almost as if you feel like I owe you something.”

“I would never think that, I hate knowing that I’ve taken advantage of you,” Hobi told you.

Your head nodded as you heard just how much he meant what he said in his voice. “How did you not see it in yourself Hobi? How at no point did you think that you were perhaps just expecting a little too much from me to make us work together?”

His shoulders could only shrug back at you, Hobi wished that he had the answer, but he just didn’t. He had wrapped himself up too much in other things that he couldn’t see what was right in front of his face, a tiring partner who was on the verge of giving up.

“I know that sorry can’t make up for what’s already happened, but I promise that things are going to change moving forwards,” Hobi confidently told you. “There is no way that I’m letting anything like this happen again.”

“Then first of all you can’t start listening to me,” you suggested, “don’t brush me off or ignore me. When I’m serious with you it’s because I need you, I depend on you too Hobi, it’s not just you that relies on me for things.”

He hadn’t thought about you needing him at all, if he was honest, he could barely remember the last time that he had properly been there for you. It sent a shiver down his spine knowing just how oblivious he had been for so long.

“There’s a lot that we need to resolve moving on,” you told him. “A lot of things that need to change around the house especially.”

“We can do that,” he assured you, “we can sit down and sort out everything, and find a way to get me to listen to you too.”

“I think that’s a good idea.”

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Masterlist

#bts #bts imagine #j-hope #j-hope imagine #hoseok #hoseok imagine #bts reaction #bts scenario #bts j-hope #bts hoseok #jung hoseok #jung hoseok imagine #bts drabble #bts one shot #bts fluff #hoseok scenario #hoseok reaction #hosoek drabble #hoseok one shot #hoseok fluff #bangtan #bangtan sonyeondan #kpop #kpop imagine

[aestheticaus]

Beyond that boundary line over there like the hole Alice fell into like the road that leads to Hogwarts It’ll be a world of mirages And it’ll be all mine It’ll be exactly how I imagined

#jhope moodboard #jhope aesthetic #bts jhope #hoseok scenario #bts hosoek #hoseok aesthetic #hoseok imagine #Jhope scenario #cyberpunk aesthetic #cyberpunk moodboard #jhope imagine #bts moodboard #hoseok icons #bts aesthetic #j hope bts #bangtan aesthetic #bangtan moodboard #daydream by jhope

[borathae]

"An unexpected rainstorm forces you to seek refuge at your best friend's house. Hoseok just so happens to also be your boyfriend's best friend, who till this day gushes about the night he and Hoseok shared. Soon you can't take the curiousity about his skills anymore. Especially when he looks so goddamn hot and the clothes you borrowed from him smell just like his cologne."

Pairing: Vampire!Hoseok x Witch!Reader

Genre: Best Friends with Benefits!AU, Polyamory!AU, Smut, some domestic sweetness

Warnings: minimal Yoongi x f.Reader, Domish switch!Hoseok, Switch!Reader, there's not really a D/s dynamic though just two people having sex where one just happens to take the lead more & then they change it up, *whispers* if you're new to the Sanguis Universe everyone fucks everyone here lmaoo, Hoseok is a whole boyfriend i said what i said, he gives her his clothes to wear, they smell like him <3, Hobi is a lil nervous hehehe, lap sitting, making out, oral (f. & m.receiving), mattress & thigh humping, handjob, she spits on his cock, he spits on her pussy, passionate missionary, hair pulling (m.receiving), nipple play (m.receiving), clit & pussy spanking with his cock, he shows off his vampire face, dirty talk, praise, he calls her good girl & babygirl, he's into making her beg, multiple orgasms for both, creampies, cockwarming for aftercare, cuddly aftercare, Hoseok's so whipped for her

Wordcount: 12.6k

a/n: you guys, i'm scared he is so hot fjadsfja also, if anyone dares to call me out on my oral fixation i will lick your nostril JFJADJF istfg i can't even deny that i have it hahahah have fun besties because a bitch might cum 💗

The rain surprised you today. You were at the university’s library for most of your afternoon after having spent your lunch and morning hours in lectures and classes. You want to finish your education. This is what your current plan is. A little bit of normalcy and the feeling of achieving one of your life long goals. 

You are the only one who went back to university after everything which happened. The others had no reason to do so and you didn’t blame them. You really liked being back at university, spending your days studying and your evenings practicing magic or cuddling with your  boys. You are living the best fucking life.

The rain surprised you today. You were on your way back home when a sudden rain shower took control of the sky. You could have easily called one of your boys and they could have picked you up, but you didn’t feel like it. Seokjin’s – aka Hoseok’s – house was just in reach and you are sure that you can find refuge there. 

You increase your steps, fighting against the storm. Hopefully Hoseok is home. Seokjin and Emma are back in Gordes for a few months, so Hoseok has been taking care of the house. He spends most of his weekends at the estate however, if he isn’t busy with his dance school that is. 

You hurry up the few steps and slam your finger on the doorbell. 

No answer for a few moments too long. The rain is wet and cold, the harsh storm brings down the temperature even more. You are shivering like crazy. Your clothes are soaked entirely.

You ring the bell a second time in sync with Hoseok opening the door. It results in you being able to hear the shrill ringing. 

“Hey”, you say, slipping your finger from the bell to give him a little wave.

“Hey there hey, come in. Quick, come in”, he greets you, waving you inside as he steps out of the way, “the weather’s crazy all of a sudden. Shit, look at you. You’re soaked.”

“I’m freezing my ass off. The rain surprised me”, you tell him, “can I put my stuff on the mat?”

“Yeah sure.”

Hoseok locks the door while you shrug off your soaked outdoor clothes and backpack.

“You’re lucky I have increased hearing. I was wearing headphones.”

“Yeah? Did you practice dance?” you ask, taking off your shoes.

Hoseok is already busy spreading your wet jacket on the radiator in order for it to dry quicker. 

“Nope, just making music.”

“That’s cool. You keep talking about it. I wanna listen to your stuff, seriously.”

Hoseok dismisses you with a nonchalant tilt of his head, “soon. It’s not finished yet.”

“You’re a perfectionist. I’m sure it’s already good.”

“Yeah I am, but at least it means that once it’s done, it’s amazing.”

“I can’t argue what that”, say and feel shivers run through you, “brrrr, I’m so cold. And wet. Urgh, I hate the rain.”

“You love rain.”

You laugh, “yeah, I do. I just don’t like it right now.”

Hoseok smiles and chuckles. He nods his head into the direction of the stairs. 

“You know where the bathroom is. You can take a hot shower if you want.”

“This would literally save my life. Thank you”, you say and turn to hurry upstairs, “can I borrow clothes?” 

“Yeah sure. What’s your size again?”

Spending time at Hoseok’s place feels familiar and safe. You know every nook and cranny, find everything blindly and feel at home in the rooms. It is not only because you spent months in the guestroom during the time Namjoon was still a threat and you hated Yoongi. But it is also because next to the estate, the former Sanguis frat house feels like a second home. You and the others are always welcome here, you are allowed to act at home and the company is always amazing. There are many days where you take a short rest stop at Hoseok’s place before going home. And there are also many days where the others, especially Jungkook, leave the estate to spend time at Hoseok’s instead. In a sense, the cozy townhouse has become an extension of the estate where all of you are always welcome. 

You are in the middle of drying your hair with Hoseok’s dryer when he knocks on the door.

“I’ve put the clothes in front of the door”, he calls out.

“Yes. Thanks”, you call back. 

Hoseok picked out one of his comfiest sweat suit. He is currently in a phase where he enjoys wearing matching sweat suits sets in the most colourful of combinations and with many accessories bringing the look together. He always looks to die for in them. He picked out a grey coloured sweat suit with neon green accents for you. You saw him wear it before and he looked amazing in it. 

He also laid out a pair of boxers for you and some socks. They are freshly washed because if there is one thing Hoseok is, it is clean. 

The clothes smell just like him and the cologne he always wears. Masculine and clean with a hint of sandalwood at the end. You catch yourself smelling the collar of his hoodie way too vividly, cringing at yourself afterwards because of how embarrassing that was. You couldn’t help yourself. He smells so good. 

Now wrapped in his soft clothes and with your body warmed up, you decide to look for him. Knowing Hoseok, he was back in his home studio. 

It is located on the second floor just past his bedroom and the guestroom Yoongi stayed in all those years ago. The door is closed and you know that knocking is fruitless. You still do, entering his room at the same time. 

“Hobi?”

He doesn’t answer you.

Just like you had thought, Hoseok was lost in his music, nodding his head to the beat of it. You can hear snippets of it escaping his headphones. It sounds as if he was rapping "burn" over and over again. The beat sounds aggressive and perfectly rhythmical.

“Hobi?” you repeat yourself and tap his shoulder. 

He presses pause and takes off his headphones, turning with his chair afterwards.

“Hey there ___”, he says and grins, tilting his head to the side.

“Sorry to disturb you.”

“You’re not”, he assures you and studies you from head to toe, “cute. My clothes fit you well.”

“Thanks”, you say, smoothing over the front, “they smell like you.” 

He grins, “and that means?”

“Nothing”, you mumble and look away. Shit, why did you say that? So embarrassing.

He chuckles and turns back to his desktop. He is wearing a brown sweat suit today, combining some rings and an expensive watch with it. Knowing Hoseok, he would wear some funky glasses and chunky sneakers with it if he were to leave the house. But alas, only a pair of white socks adorns his feet. The latter he currently taps to a silent beat. The song must still be stuck in his head even now that he isn’t playing it.

You take a step closer and point at the screen. Hoseok sneaks a glance up at you. You aren’t aware of it, but like this, your body is touching his upper arm. Your warmth seeps right through your clothes.

“I heard glimpses of the song. It sounded really good”, you say.

Hoseok turns back to you again. Like this, you are between his legs.

“You think so?” he asks, resting his head back against the chair in order to look up at you. His elegant fingers are folded on his stomach.

“Yeah. You sang about burning stuff?” 

“Yeah”, he laughs, “you could say it like that. I still haven’t finished the verses yet. It’s just a guide version for now.”

“It already sounds good.”

“Thanks”, he says and stands up with his eyes running over your face. He steps closer to you, placing his hand on the table beside you, “why are you here?”

“I, I uhm”, you clear your throat, “Hobi, don’t be like that”, you complain and push at his chest.

“Like what?”

“A flirt.”

He laughs, “I’m not flirting. I genuinely wanna know why you’re here.”

“I was on my way home from uni and the rain surprised me. This was closest.” 

“So I wasn’t a reason?”

“You’re always a reason”, you say and nudge him, “silly.”

He laughs and steps back, “are you hungry?”

“Starving actually.”

“Wanna cook together?”

“Yeah, I’d love that.”

“Funky. Let me just save this and then I’m ready.”

“Yeah, take your time. I’m calling Yoongi to let him know that I’ll stay the night here”, you say with your back already turned to him as you leave the room. You can’t see the surprised look Hoseok sends you at the mention of you sleeping over or the faint smile which follows. 

“Sure, tell him”, he says and looks back at his song.

You walk downstairs as you talk to Yoongi. The latter picks up after the third ring.

“Hey, my princess.”

“Hey, my prince.”

“Are you okay?”

“I am, don’t worry. The rain surprised me.”

“I know, I noticed. I was worried already”, he confesses, making you smile.

“Of course you were. Don’t worry about me, love. I managed to get to Hoseok’s just in time.”

“Thank god, phew”, he exhales loudly, “I can relax now.” 

“Yeah”, you giggle. He’s so cute.

“Are you staying the night? I don’t think the weather’s gonna get any better.” 

“Yeah right? I’ll stay the night if that’s okay.”

“Of course it is. You don’t gotta ask”, he assures you and suddenly you can hear the smirk in his voice, “maybe you’ll end up watching his stuff too, mhm?”

Your heart fluttered in your chest. 

“Yoongi”, you gasp. 

He chuckles deeply, “I’m messing with you.”

“Wah, so mean. I feel hot now.”

“Sorry”, he laughs.

“You’re not.”

“Mhm, no I’m not.”

“So mean”, you mumble and snicker. Yoongi does the same. 

Silence follows, which Yoongi breaks.

“Where are you right now?”

“Kitchen. I’m waiting for Hobi to come down. He’s working on his mixtape.” 

“Mhm, the songs are really good.”

“You heard them?”

“Yeah. He showed me and asked for my input.”

“That’s so unfair. He doesn’t want to show them to me”, you whine.

Yoongi chuckles, “poor woman. You’ll love them once he does.”

“Mhm, I’m sure I will”, you say as your eyes shift to the doorway. Hoseok is finally here, “hey love? Hobi just came. I’m gonna hang up now if that’s okay.”

“Yeah, okay. Tell him hi.”

“Yoongi says hi.”

Hoseok smiles, “thanks Yoongi. I say hi back.” 

“He says hi back.”

“Thanks”, the smile is obvious in Yoongi’s voice, “have fun, love. Yeah?”

Your heart flutters. You know exactly how he meant that.

“So mean”, you mumble, making him laugh, “I’ll have fun”, you add in a chuckle.

“Good. Sweet dreams, princess.” 

“You too, Boongie. I’ll come home for lunch tomorrow.”

“Okay, I’ll have something prepared.”

“Ooh, now I can’t wait. I love you, Boongie.”

“I love you too, princess.”

“And Yoongi! Before I forget!”

“Yes?”

“Can you tell the others where I am? So they don’t worry.”

“Of course, I’ll tell them.”

“Thank you, love. Okay, bye then.”

“Bye, love.”

You hang up and place the phone aside, smiling to yourself. 

Hoseok, who watched you talk to Yoongi on the phone, sends you a teasing look.

“You’re so whipped for this man”, he coos and nudges your upper arm.

“Yes I am. What about it?” you throw back with a pout.

“Nothing. It’s cute”, he says and points at his fridge, “what you wanna eat? I gotta warn you, I don’t have lots of groceries because I haven’t really eaten lots of human food lately.”

“Really? But you love human food. Are you okay?”

“Very. Just way too preoccupied with the mixtape. I just crack open a blood bag and I’m good. It takes less time.”

“You guys are so lucky that you can choose if you want to eat food or not. I miss out on food once and feel shitty.”

“Yeah right, I guess we are lucky”, he says and sticks his head into the fridge, “what do you wanna eat?”

You close the distance and try to look inside the fridge as well, “what do you have? Oh pesto. We could make pasta with pesto.”

“That sounds good. I think I still have your favourite pasta.”

“Really?”

Hoseok opens the kitchen cabinet and pulls out a package of your favourite pasta.

“Yup”, he says, shaking it.

“Wah Hobi, I love you. This is the best pasta shape ever.”

“Yeah, it’s good. It holds the sauces well.”

“Agreed and it’s the perfect size for my mouth.”

Hoseok snorts, “that’s what she said”, he says, earning himself a nudge to the chest.

“Perv”, you say, but chuckle.

Hoseok snickers and busies himself with getting out the pot and filling it with water. He puts it on the stove and turns the heat on.

“What should we do now that the water needs to boil?” he asks.

“You could show me your songs.”

Hoseok smiles, “why are you so persistent?”

“Because”, you nudge his chest, “I talked to Yoongi and he told me that you show him your songs.”

“Yeah? And?” Hoseok is giggling, which means he’s being playful. 

“Hobi, come on”, you whine, chasing him to grab his waist and squeeze it.

He flees you with minimal effort, letting out squeaky giggles while his hands hold yours in place.

“I’m so curious. Come on, show me”, you whine.

“Fine okay”, he squeaks, “okay, I’ll show you. Just stop tickling me”, he says and pulls you out of the kitchen.

You skip next to him happily, swinging your hands back and forth. Hoseok studies you.

“Why are you so happy?”

“Because I’m gonna hear your music.”

Hoseok sits you down on his studio chair while he busies himself with turning on the big speakers and subwoofer. You pull your legs up on the chair so you can sit cross-legged and watch him squat down in front of the desk. He rests his chin on it as he clicks away on his computer. 

You place your hands on his shoulders and give him a gentle massage. Hoseok reacts by leaning into you slightly and letting out a deep purr. 

“Okay, this song’s called More. I really like it”, Hoseok explains.

“Is it the one I could hear?” you ask, running your fingertips through the fluffy hair at the nape of his neck.

“No that one’s gonna be called Burn. It’s not done yet.”

“I see. Well then, play it. I’m so excited.”

“Right”, he says and presses play. He gets up and stands next to you with his arms crossed in front of his chest and a stern, almost angry, expression on his face. You glance at him at first, but then concentrate on the song instead. It’s an amazing song. It is not all how you imagined Hoseok’s music to be and you feel terrible that you thought so because as you listened to the hard beat and aggressive guitar riffs between his passionate rapping, you realise just how Hoseok this song is. It is in Korean, which makes understanding the lyrics difficult for you, but you don’t have to understand every word to know that this song means a lot to him.

The song ends. 

You cheer and clap instantly, bouncing in the chair. Hoseok doesn’t react to your cheers. He merely tilts his head to the side in a twitch and clicks his tongue, looking displeased.

“Ah I could add more reverb at one sixty”, he says and leans on the table as he works with a stern expression.

“This was amazing, Hobi. Look, I’ve got goosebumps”, you say, showing off your arm.

“You think so?”

“Yes. It was amazing. It had me totally captured and I wanna listen to the song whenever I do something I need motivation for.”

Hoseok turns and sits down on the edge of the desk. He still has his arms crossed.

“Thanks ___, that means a lot.”

“I’m serious. You’re so talented.”

“Thank you”, his features soften as if he finally starts to like the song as well, “yeah, I’m proud of it”, he says and smiles, “it took me a long time to get there, but it’s a good song. You know, I need my stuff to be perfect and I can’t rest till I’m satisfied.” 

“I know. You’re a perfectionist”, you tease, nudging him in the thigh.

“Yeah true”, he agrees and pushes himself off the table, “we should check on the noodle water.”

The water is boiling when you enter the kitchen so Hoseok pours in some pasta while you prepare the pesto and a plate for later. You set a timer on your phone, showing it to Hoseok.

“We’ve got around eight minutes to spare. Any more songs you can show me?” 

“No, but I’ve got a living room we can chill in."

You chuckle, “you’re so secretive with your songs.”

“Hey, they have to be perfect. I already stressed out ‘cause you listened to More.”

“Okay, okay I’m not saying anything. For what it’s worth, I genuinely think it’s an amazing song.”

“Yeah? Thanks, uhm”, he flusters and giggles, “shit, you got me giggling. Hah, thanks.”

You chuckle fondly, “you’re cute, Hobi.”

You eat your pasta in the living room, chatting about everything and anything while outside it storms. You and he clean the kitchen after you finished dinner and then return to the living room for dessert and more chatting. 

You and he share the sofa. Hoseok is sipping on a glass of blood while you opted for hot cocoa. 

“Are you okay?”Hoseok asks, interrupting your monologue about your library experience today. 

“Why are you asking?”

“Cause you’ve been rubbing your shoulders since we sat down.”

“Oh yeah. I guess I’m just a little tense. My backbag was really heavy today and it fucked my shoulders. It hurts.”

“I can massage you.”

“Really?”

Hoseok nods his head.

“Yes please. Oh my god, my saviour”, you say and get off the couch to sit down in front of him. Hoseok hands you a blanket so you can cover your lower body and then he turns so you were between his legs and he could reach your shoulders. 

He rubs his hands together to warm them.

“Should I take off the hoodie?” you ask.

“No it’s fine. I’m starting. Is that okay for you?”

“Yes, it’s okay.”

With your consent, Hoseok places his hands on your shoulders. He begins his massage by rubbing the flat of his palms up and down your shoulders and arms.

“What did you wanna tell me before I interrupted you?” he asks.

“Mhm? Oh yeah! As I was saying, I tried to use the computer to look for the book and it didn’t show me anything.”

“Oh no. How did you find it then?”

Hoseok begins rubbing circles into your shoulders, looking for the tighter areas so he could relax them. 

“That’s when it gets cool because I used magic to find it.” 

“Yo, really?”

“Yes, really. I concentrated really hard and thought of the words Yoongi taught me and then suddenly, I heard a small bell sound.”

“A bell sound?” Hoseok gasps. He is putting pressure into his touches, relaxing the tense areas. They are hard under his fingertips, no wonder you were in pain.

“Yeah seriously, a bell sound. And it became louder the closer I got to the book and then bam.”

Hoseok gasps.

“The book was right there. In front of my eyes.”

“Okay that’s so funky. What the hell?”

You snicker, nodding your head.

“I felt like a real witch then. I almost yelled until I realised I was at the library.”

Hoseok chuckles, “you’re seriously so cool. I know who to call if I ever lose something again.”

“Yes please do. Ah”, you tense up, “ah geez, it hurts.”

“Relax. You’re too tense”, Hoseok says.

“It hurts a lot, you know?”

“I know. You’re really tight in this area”, he says, digging his thumbs into the area.

“I know, ah geez”, you hiss, writhing in discomfort, “no need to break my shoulders, ah.”

“I’m not even using a lot of my strength”, he defends himself and lessens the pressure, “how’s that?”

“Yeah, it’s better. Sorry, I’m a little wimp when it comes to getting massaged.”

“It’s chill. I can be gentle”, he says, rubbing circles into your neck.

You feel yourself shiver. Not only because of the relaxing touches, but also because of his words. You are very well aware that he didn’t mean them in a sexy way, but it’s difficult not to understand them in such a way when Yoongi’s words still run through your mind. You ogle the TV, then the armchair next to it. Yoongi told you what Hoseok did to him on that chair. You fumble with your own fingers, feeling your heart speed up in your chest. Would it be weird to bring it up right now? He is being such a good friend and you don’t want to make him uncomfortable by being a horny slut. You are aware that Hoseok is a very down to fuck kind of guy, but just because he is, doesn’t mean that he always has to be in the mood to be a horndog. He’s just a person after all and a person you love so very dearly.

“What’s wrong?” Hoseok asks, placing his delicate hands on your upper arms, “am I being too rough?”

“W-why do you ask?” you stutter.

“Your heart’s racing”, he says and rubs your arms, “I can stop if you don’t want to anymore.”

“No, I uhm, no. Hah”, you laugh breathily, “sorry, I was just thinking.”

“Okay? Do you wanna tell me?”

“It’s okay. I don’t wanna make you feel weird.”

“Dude, now you gotta tell me. You can’t just say that. I’m a nosy bastard”, he says, pushing you gently. He laughs.

You laugh, swaying back and forth.

“Yeah I guess”, you say.

“So? Tell me”, he encourages you.

You turn and lift your head so you can look up at him. Hoseok switches between looking into your right and left eye, letting his hands tangle between his legs.

“You gotta pinky promise not to be weird”, you say, lifting your hand.

Hoseok hooks his pinky finger with yours, “promise”, he says and seals it by pressing his thumb against yours, “now open your mouth and talk. You’re making me nervous.”

You lower your hand and take a deep breath, “I’d be down to watch your movies”, you say.

Hoseok gawks at you. His mouth falls open. The silence is intense. His eyes are almost round from how widely he opens them. His reaction is understandable and adorable.

“If you’d be down that is”, you add, giving him a little lopsided smile afterwards.

“I uh”, he lets out and blinks quickly. His air leaves him in a breathy laugh, his right hand comes to touch his chest, “a-are, are you sure?”

You nod your head, “I’m curious what all the talk is about”, you say and scoot closer to nudge his chest, “you’ve got Yoongi still talking about what you guys did that night.”

Hoseok exhales in a laugh and turns his head to the side. His hand shoots up to rub the side of his neck, coyness washes over his features.

“He does?”

“Yeah, totally. You know what he told me on the phone today?”

Hoseok shakes his head. He still isn’t looking at you, fumbling with his own ear nervously.

“That maybe you’ll show me your stuff and that I should have fun. You’ve seriously messed him up back then.”

“Yo dude that’s just- yo”, Hoseok says and stumbles off the couch, running his hands through his fluffy hair. He laughs, but it sounds nervous and so not at all like Hoseok.

“What’s wrong?” you ask him, following him with your eyes. He is prancing up and down, rubbing the nape of his neck.

“You’re messing with me, that’s what up. You?” he looks at you with widened eyes.

“What about me?”

“Outta all the people coming here begging for a fuck, you’d be last I expected this from.”

“Why?” you ask in a chuckle, “you’ve got Yoongi talking about it and Kook mentioning it when I fuck him dumb. I wanna see what the deal is about. Besides, I was just asking if we could watch your stuff, I never mentioned sex.”

Hoseok scoffs, “sure ___.”

You cross your arms in front of your chest and pout, “we don’t have to do it you know? Wow, I feel so attacked right now.”

Hoseok studies you for a moment.

“Yeah uhm, give me a moment”, he says and then leaves the room.

You boil in your loneliness, feeling like dying would be less awkward than what just happened. Out of all the reactions you expected Hoseok to have, pure shock and the need to flee wasn’t one of them. You expected gloating, pride, happiness and cocky teasing, but not for him to run away. You touch your own chest because the embarrassment you feel sits heavy in your chest. This was the most humiliating shit you ever pulled. Fuck, you want to dissolve into thin air.

You pull out your phone to text Yoongi and ask him if he could come pick you up, but before you can, Hoseok is back in the room. He is carrying a translucent hard plastic box filled with cassettes and DVDs.

“Sorry it took me a while, I had to make sure the collection’s complete”, he says and puts the box on the coffee table in front of you, “I still got a box upstairs. Let me get it”, he says and disappears again.

You have never felt lighter before. All the embarrassment from before is gone from your chest. He didn’t quit on you, he just got his stuff. You sit down on the edge of the sofa and begin looking through the box. The movies seem to be from the nineties and two thousands. He’s on a few covers. Naked and with a hard-on. You try not to look at it even if you were literally moments away from watching him fuck on TV.

“Okay, I think this should be everything now. I’ve also got my Only Fans, but you have to subscribe to see that stuff”, Hoseok says and places the second box next to the first one. The box was filled with DVDs and hard drives. He sits down next to you, close enough that your legs were touching, “see anything you like?” he asks, placing his arm around you. He doesn’t let it touch you, instead he just makes you hyperaware of its presence behind you. You feel yourself fluster because Hoseok has never been that close to you with an underlying sexual intention. Of course you and he hug and cuddle as friends, but initiating touch with the near future of fucking is new to you.

You turn your head to him. Hoseok meets your eyes. You and he are just inches away from kissing. The close proximity makes you feel giddy. He’s got really pretty eyes.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, studying your eyes and then your lips.

“Nothing.”

“Nervous?”

You look away, “shut up.”

“Wah look at you”, Hoseok coos and bumps his chest into you playfully, “moments ago you wanted to watch my stuff and now you’re nervous about it.”

“Dude, shut up”, you complain.

Hoseok giggles and pulls you into him with a strong arm just so he can shake you around a little.

“Look at you being nervous.”

“Shut up”, you whine, “I’ll punch you in the balls, I’m serious.”

“Hey, hey don’t ruin what’ll benefit you later. My balls are precious cargo, ___.”

You roll your eyes, shoving him off of you, “you’re annoying.”

“Why? I’m just saying.”

“Urgh whatever”, you say and look back into the boxes.

Hoseok scoots closer and reaches into the first box. He pulls out a DVD. He is on the cover, oiled up and with his dick in his hands. You are looking right at it if you wanted to or not. It’s well-shaped, an impressive length and just girthy enough that you have to do a double take. It almost looks – to put it frankly – just a little bit out of place on him. He is a very petite guy, slender and fit, and his cock looks almost massive on his body. His elegant fingers look so small around it.

“Your dick’s huge, dude. What the hell?”

Hoseok laughs, “right? It’s my vampire cock though. People never noticed, but it comes in handy when you can grow your dick.”

“I can imagine. For porn it’s practical”, you say and glance at his face. 

He meets your eyes.

“I hope you know that this is really fucking awkward for me.”

He chuckles, “it’s not awkward for me.”

“I know. You’re an exhibitionist.”

“Right”, he nudges you gently, “don’t be awkward. It’s just me naked and very hard.”

He makes you laugh which lessens the awkwardness. 

“Yeah, right that’s the issue here. You’re my best friend and now I’m looking at your boner. I really didn’t think this through. Dude, that’s what happens when you massage me, I say stuff.”

“I’m your best friend?” he sounds moved. 

“Yeah. Well. Technically Yoongi’s like my bestest friend, but you’re my best friend. You know?”

“This just got really emotional right now. Thank you, ___”, he says and drapes his arm over you to pull you into a soft temple kiss. 

You lean into it, feeling good about it.

“You’re one of my best friends too”, he says and gives you a little squeeze, “we don’t have to do this, you know? It’s okay if you changed your mind.”

“No, it’s fine. I don’t wanna stop. I just have to live with the fact that now I know how huge your dick is.”

He laughs and lifts the DVD into your vision, “wanna know why I picked this?” 

“Cause your cock’s huge?”

He laughs, “no it’s because this is the movie I watched with Yoongi that got him all horny”, he says and flips the cover. His co-star is on the back, showing off his oiled-up hole. You do another double take not for cock reasons, but because the actor looks way too similar to Yoongi. Hoseok, who saw your eyes flit back for a second glimpse, grins, “you’re seeing it too, aren’t you?”

“I do. What the hell?” you gasp, grabbing the cover to get a closer look, “are sure that that’s not Yoongi and he just erased your memories back then?”

Hoseok laughs, “it could be a theory. But no, that’s Niragi. We did a few films together, but then lost contact.”

“It’s crazy how similar they look. Except for maybe their holes.”

Hoseok snort laughs, “___”, he gasps and nudges you.

You snicker, glancing at him, “I’m just saying. Yoongi’s not that loose.”

“I know. I felt it”, Hoseok says and looks at your lips.

You feel it, just as you feel your heart speed up because of it.

“We could watch that if you want”, he whispers.

“Intriguing, but I wanna see you act with a woman. Got something that looks like me?”

He chuckles, “babygirl, no one’s ever come close to your beauty”, he partially jokes.

You roll your eyes and nudge his chest, “sweet talker.”

He smirks and shrugs his shoulders. He gives your lips one last hungry gaze then finally looks back into the boxes, “I’ve got something you could like. You like female gaze stuff, don’t you?”

“Do I give off those vibes?”

“With the men you date? Yeah.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” you ask in a laugh.

“They’re at your feet worshipping your every step. I’d be surprised if they even as much as called you bad girl in bed.”

You snort, “you’d be surprised then.”

“Mhm, surprise me”, Hoseok purrs and pulls out a black hard drive, “that’s where the good shit is”, he says and stands up, “get ready for a good show ‘cause I fucked like rent’s due in this movie.”

“I’m expecting great things, you know that don’t you?”

Hoseok squats down in front of his TV.

“Yeah, I do”, he glances at you over his shoulder. He lifts it after a second and giggles, “shit, I’m nervous now. You’re gonna watch my shit.”

You study him. He is so attractive to you right now. Shit, you’re getting horny. It’s so easy to get you turned on.

“Or, I don’t know, we could skip the movie and make out instead?”

Hoseok hesitates. Hoseok takes a deep breath. Hoseok looks at your lips. And Hoseok places the hard drive aside just to stand up and hurry to you. He falls to his knees in front of you, placing his hands on your knees. Like this, you are almost face to face, sharing intense silence and even more intense eye contact.

“Is this a yes?” you ask him.

He nods his head, looking at your lips.

You move in, but Hoseok moves back.

“Mhm?” you are confused.

“I just need to know that this isn’t gonna ruin what we have”, he says. You never heard him with such seriousness in his voice before, “I like you so much and I don’t wanna lose you just ‘cause of one night. If tonight’s gonna fuck us up, I don’t wanna continue.”

“It’s not gonna ruin it for me. You?”

“It’s not gonna ruin it, no fuck”, he laughs breathily, “fuck, I wanted to make out with you for ages. Not that I’m one of those desperate dudes thinking they’re friendzoned, it’s just that I kiss my friends if they’re into it. Or fuck them. And show them my porn.”

You laugh, “I know, Hobi. We’re not traditional. None of us.”

“Yeah, it’s the fucking best”, he says and moves in, cupping your cheek with both hands. His nose brushes yours, your heart skips a beat. He is looking at your lips as he talks, caressing your cheeks, “one last chance.”

“Shut up, Hobi”, you whisper and pull him in with your hand at the nape of his neck.

Hoseok stumbles into you, moaning against your lips as he scrambles to find your rhythm. You didn’t give him a difficult rhythm to follow, no, Hoseok is just simply overwhelmed by the sensation of feeling your lips on his’.

You pull back. Hoseok is looking at your lips with half-lidded eyes and a faint smile.

“Did you brush your teeth?” you ask him.

“Yeah”, he says and pulls you back into the kiss. His hand comes in contact with the side of your face before naturally gliding down to hold the side of your neck. His fingers are long enough that you can feel them brush against the nape of your neck. The touch sends the biggest shivers down your spine.

You moan into the kiss and hook your arms behind his head, tangling your fingers deep in his hair. It’s softer than you imagined it to be and that means a lot because you imagined it to be soft. Hoseok also kisses so much better than you imagined him to kiss. He knows just when to give your lips a little suck, when to involve his teeth and when to let you do your thing. His tongue also knows exactly when to trace your lips to make you crave more.

“Shit, you’re so good”, Hoseok murmurs between kissing you, standing up with his arms hooked under your legs. He lifts you off the couch easily, purring deeply when you press yourself closer and bite his lower lip. You are squirming in his arms. Just as Hoseok had thought. You’re into getting carried.

He bounces you in his arms and finally allows his tongue to stay involved for longer than a small trace. You moan, meeting his kisses with eagerness. His lips are so soft, he tastes so good and whenever he bounces you there is friction against your pussy. 

Hoseok purrs, walking with a dizzy head. He is so happy for his vampire senses right now, because you are stealing his sanity. This isn’t the first kiss you and he shared, but it feels like it to him. The night at the masquerade ball is a memory in his mind these days. It happened so many years ago and is tainted by the fun influence of alcohol. But this isn’t the result of alcohol, this is untainted and real. Hoseok almost stumbles up the stairs because he’s so excited.

He stops once he is upstairs, pressing you against the wall to break the kiss.

“Shit baby. Can I call you baby for tonight?” he rasps and begins kissing neck.

You roll your head back, revealing your vulnerable spots to him.

“Yeah, you can”, you sigh, playing with his hair and sending shivers down his spine in the process.

“You’re so fucking hot, baby. Fuck”, Hoseok moans. His breath tickles your skin, his lips follow. It feels so good that you can’t stop gasping and squirming in his arms.

There was another occasion where you and he shared a kiss. Back when Alpha was still evil and you still hated Yoongi, you came to Hoseok’s room to comfort him after a fight with Yoongi. You and Hoseok talked and somehow the conversation shifted into you giving him a kiss. Back then, Hoseok was high after smoking too much weed and the kiss felt blurry to him.

Tonight feels like fucking ecstasy to him. He is clear in the head and gets to kiss you so fucking passionately. He growls, letting his fangs grace your skin. This is turning him on so fucking bad. He sucks needily.

“Ah, Hobi”, you gasp, arching your back.

The contact breaks because he pulled back.

“Sorry, fuck”, he apologises, kissing the tender spot. He got too excited and sucked a hickey onto your skin. Now the spot is pulsating in sensitivity, “fuck, I can’t believe this is real. You’re so fucking sexy. Fuck, baby”, he growls and rolls his hips into you. His clothed cock grinds against your clothed pussy, sending electric tingles through your bodies.

You and he moan at the same time. You pull him closer while he chases you with another thrust.

You tug his head up by his hair and give him a second of droopy eye contact before you push him onto your lips. He finds your rhythm instantly, sharing the sloppiest tongue kisses with you. He growls into you, breaking away from the wall to carry you to his room. It’s not far anymore and he needs you under him.

He doesn’t bother closing the door because it’s just you and him in this big house. Nobody can run in on you and it doesn’t matter if the door is closed or not, he’ll have you screaming for him either way. No door will keep the noises out.

He places you on top his bed and steps back to take off his shirt. He throws it onto the ground, looking at you with lowered eyes.

“Couldn’t you have turned the lights on?” you ask in a chuckle.

“Ah yeah, sorry I forgot you can’t see in the dark”, he says and turns on his bedside lamp, "better?" 

You look at him instantly, letting your eyes run up and down his torso. Hoseok falls into a pose instantly, taking off his sweats as he does. He keeps his briefs on. They’re the bikini cut type, dark blue and bulging in the front. He is very obviously hard, forcing your eyes to stay on his crotch.

“You’re so hot”, you say, writhing needily.

“Thanks”, he says and climbs onto bed. He takes the spot above you, claiming your lips in a kiss. He keeps his left hand rested beside your head while his right hand dances down your body to play with the hem of your sweats. Your lips tremble against his’, your hands touch his chest. He breaks the kiss but keeps close, “is that okay for me to do?”

“Yeah” you allow him, lifting your hips.

“Thank you. You can always stop this”, he says and takes off your pants.

“I know. You too”, you tell him, writhing needily.

Hoseok wastes no time and takes off your boxers as well, throwing them on the bed beside him. The hoodie he borrowed you is long enough that it covers your pussy. You squirm on the sheets, pressing your thighs together as best as possible. 

“Nervous?” he asks.

“A little. You?”

“Yeah, dude”, he laughs breathily, “I’m so fucking nervous. I could shit myself.”

You laugh, “please don’t.”

He snickers, “mhm no, I won’t”, he whispers and kisses your neck. 

You close your eyes, rolling your head to the side as a happy sigh slips past your lips. 

Hoseok pushes your legs apart with his knees, running his right hand down your torso while his left is propped up beside your head. He listens to your heartbeat for any kind of change. It is racing and increases in speed the further down his hand dances. 

Hoseok nudges your head so it rolls to the other side and he can kiss your neck there. You purr softly, squirming under him. Your pulse is fluttering. Hoseok moves closer to your pussy. Your heart skips a beat. He swerves past your heat and feels up your inner thighs instead.

Up and down. Up and down. Hoseok traces your soft skin with just his fingertips. He comes close enough to your pussy that you know his touch is there and yet never close enough that you can feel it. It’s making you squirm more and more. 

You reach up, placing your hands on his chest.

“Hobi”, you sigh, sliding your fingers to his nipples. You rub them gently, eliciting a deep purr from him.

“Mhm keep going. I like it”, he rasps and bites your earlobe softly, “is it okay for me to touch your pussy?”

“Yes, is okay. You fucking tease”, you allow him, rolling your hips up.

“Mhm yeah”, he agrees and dances his fingers up your inner thigh.

You shiver. The thought that soon you will feel his touch is making his fingers feel so much better on your skin. 

Hoseok touches you.

“Ah”, you let out, feeling his chest vibrate in a deep purr. His fingers part you for him, starting off at your entrance and painting a path up to your clit. He does a swirl when he’s reached her, then dances his fingers down to your entrance again. It is a gentle touch, barely any pressure is involved. You have to keep squirming because these kinds of touches always feel so much more intense. 

Hoseok puts distance between your neck and his lips. He studies your face and how you have it scrunched in pleasure. He takes a shaky breath, bundling the sheets next to your head. He’s so into this.

“I wanna taste you”, he confesses, “is it ok-” 

“Yeah…” you interrupt him in a breathy voice and your body writhing sensually.

“Shit, you’re hot”, he rasps and abandons you for the sake of shimmying down. He kneels by the bed and wraps his arms around your thighs, pulling you closer to his face.

He looks up. Your eyes are focused on the ceiling, you are breathing heavily. Pretty. He thinks you’re so pretty. 

He switches his gaze to your pussy. Your sweetened scent is taking up his senses. He lowers his eyes halfway, running them over your exposed heat. Kissing made you wet. It sticks to you and waits to be devoured. 

“So fucking pretty”, Hoseok growls deeply and connects his mouth with your pussy. 

He drags his tongue through your folds, starting on your entrance until he reaches your clit. You gasp, hold your breath and release it in a quiet whimper. 

Hoseok purrs, pressing his tongue against you. He shakes his head, grinding on you this way. This is still a warm up. He’s barely began. You’re so sweet and he needs all of it on his tongue. No wonder your boys are obsessed. Hoseok feels himself get addicted as well. 

He stops shaking his head and moves it so his tongue dances up your pussy. He flicks it against your clit, feeling your thighs twitch in reaction. So he does it again. He flicks his tongue against your clit quickly, holding your thighs as they begin trembling. 

“Oh god”, you whisper and reach for his hair. You stop yourself. You drop your hand. 

“It’s okay. Hold on if you need it”, he allows you and uses the moment to also praise you, “your pussy tastes so good. Fuck, I wanna devour you.” 

“O-oh god”, you stutter out and writhe. 

“Mhm, so sweet”, Hoseok purrs, burying his face back in your heat. His nose is grinding against you as he sucks on your clit. He keeps you pinned with his strong arms around your thighs, making you take every single second of the hungry feast. 

You whimper and reach for his hair to grab it desperately. Your other arm lies itself over your own eyes. 

“Fuck. Hoseok….”

Hoseok closes his eyes and moans into you. He releases your clit, slurping up his drool running down your folds. You tug and twist his hair, trembling in his hold. 

“Hold onto me, that’s it. Good girl”, he lulls his words because you’ve got him pussy drunk. It’s only been a few moments, Hoseok is aware, but he fucking loves eating pussy. Especially when that pussy belongs to his pretty best friend with her pretty moans and prettier taste. 

Hoseok lowers himself for the sake of burying his tongue in your pussy. His long fingers grip your hips and tilt them for easier access. His nose is pressed against you, grinding into you each time he fucks his tongue deep. 

“Hoseok oh god”, you get out and choke out a moan, arching your back because it’s impossible to stay still when he is filling you up like this. 

He breaks away, letting his spit connect himself with you. 

“So fucking sweet, baby. You’ve got such a heavenly pussy”, he praises and spits on her for contrast.

“Ah”, you flinch at the feeling, writhing seconds later when Hoseok slurps up the sinful mess, “Hobi please.”

Hoseok moans, looking up at you again. You’re begging. You’re that type of person. He slips his hand into his briefs to get his cock out because the revelation makes his cock ache. He jerks it off desperately, fucking his tongue deep into your sweet pussy. Those people are his favourites. Oh so ruined by pleasure they start begging without knowing what they’re even begging for. He fucking loves them. 

Fuck, he wants to drag every single plea from your tongue. Hoseok furrows his brows and growls against you, speeding up his tongue as he presses himself as close as possible. 

“Oh god, please”, you keen, twisting his hair. Your thighs close around his head. You have to grab more of him or otherwise you are losing yourself. He is so fast and sloppy. And so chillingly cool. Because he only consumed blood bags lately, his skin is cold to the touch and yet his mouth carries enough warmth to give you a constant change of temperature. One second his cold nose is grinding against your clit and in the next, his hot tongue follows. The contrast is keeping you on edge and desperate for more. 

“Please ah”, you beg and grab his wrist. 

Hoseok untangles his left hand from your thigh, sliding it together with your hand. You squeeze him instantly. Your palm is damp and hot.

You writhe and shake, pressing out another plea.

Hoseok growls, looking up at you with darkened eyes. You’re so fucking precious. Look at you needing to hold his hand. You are squeezing him oh so desperately that he wonders if you want to never let go again. He brushes his thumb over your knuckles in soothing and begins concentrating his licks on your clit. 

No more playing around. He needs you shaking. 

He switches between licking your clit and sucking on it, combining the two sensations until they become this electric blend of never ending pleasure.

“This is gonna make me cum”, you get out and whimper, writhing on the sheets. 

Good. Hoseok wants you to climax. This is all he is working towards right now. Your sweet, sweet orgasm on the tip of his tongue. Hoseok dreamed about it for years. He hate fucks his own fist in desperation, making love to your pussy in contrast. 

“Hobi this is- ah”, you press out and shudder. You tug at his hair, closing your thighs tighter around his head. 

He can hear your blood rush deep inside your muscles. It is rushing and pulsating oh so fucking quickly. He squeezes his eyes shut and sucks your clit between his lips to keep it there and swirl his tongue over it.

“Ah”, you get out and grow silent. You tense up before growing slack within the blink of an eye. Your pussy begins throbbing under his tongue. He’s got you. 

“Oh god, ah”, you mewl, filling the air with squeaky moans afterwards. This feels so good. Your legs feel like jello, the heat in your pussy is unbearable. He’s got you climaxing so fucking hard that you actually feel too ruined to keep breathing.

You grab his hair and fuck your hips up against his face, needing it to last so much fucking longer. 

Hoseok lets you hump his face with desperate moans leaving him. He keeps his tongue stuck out, basking in every new layer of sweetness you cover his nose with. Shit, he won’t get rid of your scent for days. It’s so deeply burned into him. Hoseok’s in fucking heaven, soiling his hand in his excitement. He isn’t orgasming, he is just very leaky. 

“Oh go-god”, you soon drop into the sheets, shuddering in the aftermaths of your high. Your fingers fall from his hair and let go of his hand, “holy fuck.” 

Hoseok purrs and gives your clit a kiss. He sucks on her one last time even if you flinch in overstimulation. You had to take it, Hoseok needed one last reminder of your sweet taste. 

“Good girl”, he rasps and smiles, “you’re such a good girl, babygirl.”

You mewl quietly, squirming from the praise. 

Hoseok drops your thighs for the sake of feeling up your sides as he kisses a path up to your face. His hard cock keeps leaking onto you as he goes. He can’t help it, he’s so fucking needy for more.

He kisses your neck. You press into him instantly, rolling your head to the side until your nose brushes against his cheek. 

Hoseok lifts his head, meeting your droopy gaze. You smile and giggle. Hoseok feels his tummy flutter. He gives you his prettiest heart-shaped smile and a little giggle with a nose scrunch. 

“We just did that”, you say.

“Yeah right. I loved it”, he says.

“Me too”, you confess and touch his mouth.

Hoseok lets you with bated breath and parted lips. You are so mesmerised by his lips, looking so utterly enchanted by them.

“Your lips are pretty”, you whisper and trace one specific spot repeatedly, “you’ve got a mole there. It’s pretty.”

“Uhm”, Hoseok lets out and lowers his head because he’s actually flustered.

You snicker and drop your hand to instead touch his wrist.

“Can I suck your cock?” 

Hoseok lifts his head again in shock, “sorry?”

“Can I suck your cock? I promise I won’t bite it off.”

He laughs, feeling his entire body tingle in butterflies. You snicker, gazing up at him with sparkly, yet lustful eyes. 

“Can I?” you ask, tracing his pecs with your nails. His nipples harden instantly, throbbing oh so needily when you brush your fingers over them.

“Fuck, I’m fucked what the fuck”, he lets out and rolls off of you.

“Why?” you ask, straddling his lap.

Hoseok sits up, gripping your hips. Your wet pussy is dripping onto his thigh, your weight is like heaven on his lap. He gazes up at you, drinking in every fucking inch of your face.

“I’m so fucking into you that it’s giving me butterflies”, he whispers.

“Good”, you say and push him down by his chest. He falls, letting out a breathy moan as his back hits the sheets. His hair is ruffled, his hands fall on each side of his head and stay there.

“Stay”, you order and crawl off of him. You run your hands down his body and take off his briefs as you go, eliciting goosebumps to the surface of his skin. He moans quietly, chasing your touch with squirms.

“Feels good”, he whispers and rolls his hips up in synch with your hands parting his legs by rubbing his inner thighs, “ah, yeah feels really good. Hah”, he lets out and laughs breathily.

Hoseok’s bed is low enough that you can kneel comfortably and reach his cock. You do so, dragging him to the edge as you fall to your knees. Hoseok mewls in reaction, gasping for fucking air. His body is burning up. You are fucking messing with him. Your knees hit the floor. The fluffy rug under you gives extra cushioning.

You reach the end of his inner thighs, rubbing circles into the spot where his groin blends into them. Hoseok parts his legs further. His cock twitches needily. You can also watch how his chest begins heaving up and down as his breathing speeds up in excitement.

You glide your right hand to his cock, placing your palm against the upper side of it while your fingers stay stretched. You don’t want to give him too many touches yet. You want your tongue to be the first thing he feels.

Hoseok sucks in air.

You move in and connect your tongue with his base, licking up a thick, wet stripe along the underside of his cock until ending it with a quick flick on his tip.

“Shit”, Hoseok releases his air in a breathy moan, closing his fingers around the sheets right next to his head. He can barely grip them, but it has to be enough. Your tongue feels like fucking heaven on his cock and he’s already burning up.

You hum and drag your tongue down his cock again, swirling it over his balls to get a good feel of them. His skin is soft and cool against your tongue. He throbs at the first contact, making you want more because it was so delicious to have him throb for you. You suck the sensitive skin of his balls between your lips just long enough that it stings a little.

Hoseok reacts in a throaty moan and his hips squirming restlessly. You release him again, guiding your wet tongue up his cock in repeated small, yet terribly sloppy licks. It results in his shaft getting all slickened with your spit. You use it to finally wrap your fingers around him and jerk him off, taking his cockhead between your lips at the same time.

“A-ah”, Hoseok moans, reaching down to grab the back of your head. His hips buck up, forcing his cock to glide over your tongue, and drops his hips again, which almost makes his cock flop out of your greedy mouth.

You let him hold your head. He clearly needs it. You force down the cocky smirk and instead hum around him as you begin bopping your head up and down his cock. You jerk off what you decide not to fit inside right now and dance your left hand up his torso until you can play with his nipples.

Hoseok is moaning so much. He tries not to be too loud, but he genuinely can’t stop his voice from working. He gasps for air and each time he exhales, it happens naturally that he makes the neediest of sounds.

You like what he does. You find great enjoyment in making men noisy for you. There is something very satisfying about using your mouth or hands to turn an otherwise well-spoken man into a moaning mess. Somehow making Hoseok moan feels even more satisfying to you. It is as if you want to prove something to him and show off with what you can do, so hearing him be so incredibly noisy feels as if you are being very successful.

You slip off of him for a moment, spitting on his cock just to pick it up with your hand and spread it in quick movements.

“Holy shit”, Hoseok whispers and arches off the sheets, “ah, a-ah what the fuck?”

His legs are shaking and he can’t do anything against it. Not many people manage to do that to him. Hoseok drops his hand from your head to instead grip the sheets and twist them. His cock twitches and throbs so nicely between your fingers, leaking translucent desperation which aches to be tasted.

“What the actual fuck?” he gets out and squeaks in a moan.

You purr and take him back inside, sucking off his wetness until he writhes under you. Now with his tip incredibly sensitive, you finally take him inside as deep as you can.

Hoseok moans your name and throws his head back, resulting in the sheets to crinkle and his chest to stick up into the air. Your fingers can’t reach his nipples this way, but you don’t mind. You take his balls between your fingers instead, fondling them as your throat jerks off his cock.

“You’re making me cum”, he gets out and groans. His right foot meets your thigh as somehow in his shakes, he manages to step on you. He doesn’t slip off, instead he uses the leverage to arch his back. He gasps, throbbing deep inside your mouth, “I’ll cum in your mouth, it’s gon-gonna happen, ah fuck.”

You moan around him, sending vibrations through his cock.

“Now, ah ___”, Hoseok moans and drops in the sheets as his orgasm takes a hold of him. He twitches and throbs inside you, covering your throat with his warm cum until it gets too much to hold and it trickles out of you. You slurp and suck hungrily, using the excess cum to jerk his cock.

Hoseok is quiet for eight seconds and then his voice finally comes back to him in a guttural growl, “holy fuuuck. What the fuuuck? Shiiit.”

He rolls his hips up needily, riding out the electric waves until the fire takes a hold of him.

“Fuck, okay. Stop”, he says, flinching in overstimulation.

You suck and suck on his tip even if it’s burning up.

“Stop please”, he begs, touching your head with trembling fingers, “hurts. Stop. Please.”

You slide off of him with a delicious moan and swallow, licking your lips just to get the droplets he left outside as well. He tastes so sweet. It’s insane how yummy vampires are. It’s like they are begging to be feasted upon. How paradisically ironic.

“Holy shit, ___. What the fuck was that?” Hoseok gets out as his legs twitch in the aftershocks.

“What do you mean? I sucked your cock”, you act oblivious on purpose, kissing paths up his thighs.

“You made my legs shake.”

“And?”

Hoseok sits up and cups your face just to pull you to your feet and therefore into a kiss. He uses his powers to get you on top of the bed and under him again. His knee is between your legs, his hands are restless on your body. He is moaning greedily, licking into your mouth as if he wanted to taste himself on you. You let him, tangling your fingers in his soft hair as your hips naturally begin squirming on his thigh. Shit, sucking his cock made you so wet. You can feel it sticking to his skin. You squirm harder, chasing the sensations. It feels so good to grind on him.

“What the fuck”, Hoseok breaks the kiss to instead very sloppily suck on your neck, “what the fuck? I’m done. That’s how you suck cock?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“Dude, no wonder you’ve got your men wrapped around your fingers. Holy shit”, he babbles and shivers, “you’ve got me shivering in the aftershock. My legs never shake like this.”

“Mhm good”, you purr and squirm sensually.

“You’re fucking insane”, he rasps and reaches between your bodies. He can feel how wet you are and he is still hard as ever. You’ve also messed with his mind enough that he can’t think clearly anymore. All he wants is to fuck your pussy. The proper, respectful Hoseok is gone. You’ve turned him feral with your tongue. He shifts so his hips were between your legs and then drags his heavy cock through your folds. They feel so wet and puffy around his tip, moving right around him as he guides his cock against you.

“Oh? Ah”, you gasp and open your eyes, meeting his gaze, “Hobi…” you get out, scratching down the back of his neck just to grab his shoulders in the end.

His eyes are glowing red. His ivory cheeks are covered in black veins. You rarely see him in his vampiric state, so this is properly messing you up.

“I wanna take you”, he says and slaps his cockhead against your clit repeatedly. It sounds wet, makes you flinch and moan softly with each impact, “do you want me to?”

You nod your head, “yes.”

Hoseok gives your clit one last spank, then drags his cock down to your soaked entrance. He applies pressure and slips in without resistance.

“Holy fuck”, you and he get out at the same time, resulting in your eyes to meet knowingly.

“Jinx”, you joke and laugh softly.

Hoseok’s lips curl into a fond smile. He chuckles and tilts his head to the side, using the movement to lower himself to your face.

“Kidding, you can talk”, you say, making him laugh just as much as he moans. It results in those really deep, sexy chuckles, the kind which really messes with your sanity.

“You’re too much”, he rasps and bottoms out. He stays like this for a moment, closing his eyes to really enjoy how your walls pulsate and throb around him. He can also feel your heartbeat in them. It’s a vampire thing and means that it takes everything inside of Hoseok not to let his cock grow. He doesn’t know if your boys give you their vampire cocks and just in case they don’t, he doesn’t want to overwhelm you. Oh how sweetly naïve he is.

He furrows his brows and purrs deeply, nodding his head as if he agreed with what is happening right now.

“Yeah, you’re definitely fucking incredible”, he says and peels his eyes open halfway, “can I move?”

“Yeah. Move.”

With your consent, Hoseok finally picks up a rhythm. He really drags out his strokes, including a skilled roll of his hips each time he bottoms out. He knows that he doesn’t need to go fast to make you gasp.

And it works. Two strokes in and you release your first gasp, closing your eyes instinctively as his cock fucks the hottest electricity to the surface.

“How’s that, baby?” he asks in a whisper as his hand caresses the top of your head gently.

You nod your head, giving him a little mewl.

“Mhm, it’s fucking amazing for me too”, he says and closes his eyes, “shit, you feel so good.”

He straightens up, pressing his right hand into the pillow and grabbing a bundle of it. His muscles tense and shift under his ivory skin. The red neon lights really accentuate how strong he was despite his lean frame. He meets your eyes, feeling his stomach tighten in excitement. You look so blissed out, staring up at him with heavy, half-lidded eyes. He gives you a smile, overwhelming you with it to the point where your eyes roll back and close and you let out a needy whimper. You writhe under him, reaching up to grab his wrist.

“You’re so fucking pretty, holy shit”, Hoseok rasps and tenses his jaw.

“Harder”, you breathe.

“Yeah?”

You nod your head, wiggling your hips.

“Fuck baby, that’s hot”, Hoseok moans and gets to his knees. He lifts your legs and wraps them around his waist. You mewl under him, gawking up at him with foggy eyes. The stretch follows seconds later when Hoseok buries his girthy cock in your puffy pussy, bottoming out with a sensual roll of his hips and a deep purr rumbling in his chest.

“Hobi…”

“That’s it, take me”, he speaks in a deep voice, keeping you pinned with his ruby eyes, “take a deep breath for me, babygirl.”

You follow, feeling your mind scramble when Hoseok smiles proudly.

“Good job, babygirl. Keep breathing”, he praises and rewards you with deep strokes.

Your breath shudders, your senses blur. He is so rough in his movements and yet they are still so gentle. It is difficult to describe other than that Hoseok knows how to move his fucking hips and he is currently making sure you know that he can.

“That’s it, babygirl. That’s it, keep breathing”, he rasps, sliding his hand to your lower tummy so he can apply gentle pressure.

You writhe and mewl loudly, squeezing your eyes shut. You can feel his cock reshape your insides. He is so fucking deep. Oh god, you are so sensitive inside that every time he bottoms out, you feel fiery pleasure in your entire stomach.

“Fuck, your pussy’s so fucking tight like this. Gotta stretch it all out with my fat cock, mhm?” he taunts, making you whine in both embarrassment and pleasure. He’s got the dirtiest tongue. You feel yourself soaking his cock in reaction.

Hoseok pulls out to the tip, dragging it through your swollen folds. Once, twice, a third time to really mess with your mind. He pushes back inside and gives you his whole length with a harsh thrust. The kind of thrust which knocks a sound out of you and produces the most sinful of slapping sound. You could even feel his heavy balls hit your ass.

“Please…please…”

He moans in bliss from hearing you beg, showing you just how good he can reshape you by pulling out to his tip and fucking into you again. Harshly, just like before. He doesn’t stop after one thrust, keeping the rhythm going as his long fingers slip to your clit to begin circling her.

“Ah! Oh god! Hob-ah a-ah.”

“Feels good, babygirl?”

“Ye-yeah, yeah, yeah”, he fucks the words out of you. You try to nod your head, but you just end up shaking it around on the sheets rather clumsily. It gives your hair such a sexy messiness to it, “yes. Yes, yes, yes please don’t stop”, you chant, clenching around him.

“I won’t. I can do this for hours”, he rasps and fills you with his cock oh so deep.

Hoseok drinks up the view like an obsessed connoisseur. Fuck, you’re the sweetest artwork he ever looked at. He’s got you, doesn’t he? After years and years of imagining how it might be to fuck you, he’s finally got you. And it’s fucking better than any fantasy he could have ever thought up.

“It feels so goo-good”, you sob, spilling tears from the corners of your eyes.

“‘Feels good for me too. Fuck”, Hoseok spits the last word, falling to his hand so he was right above you. Your hips tilt up, allowing his cock to pound you in a better angle. His right hand is still playing with your clit, keeping her throbbing and sensitive. His weight is on you, keeping you where he needs you to be. Wrapped around him and stuffed with cock.

“Hobi”, you mewl, spilling new tears because everything just feels too good.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes, yes ah yes.”

“Fuck, I love hearing that”, he moans, “you’re driving me insane”, he adds and kisses you. He can’t take it anymore. He needs to taste your moans, your sobs and gasps for air. His fangs clash with your teeth messily, but you have enough practice with kissing vampires that you find the right rhythm soon. Sloppy, wet tongue kisses. Desperate sucks and nibbles on each other’s lips. Moments where moans are mixing and breaths intertwine. Your fingers bury themselves deep in his soft hair, his fingers increase the pressure on your clit.

You can’t grasp the passage of time when he’s got you fucked so good. Hoseok doesn’t care about it either, basking in the blissful time vacuum with you as your bodies connect in harsh strokes. Outside the storm calms down. Outside the night arrives with dark skies and quiet streets. While inside, the red lights keep you illuminated and your bodies get ruined in the sweetest way. 

“Holy fuck, Hobi ah”, you whimper, writhing under him. He’s fucked you long enough that you’re almost there.

“Yeah, that’s good mhm? So fucking good”, he lulls, dragging his lips up your neck, “fuck, you’re so fucking wet. Keep creaming my cock baby, I love it.” 

“You’re making me cum soon.”

“Yeah?” he moans against your lips, “fuck that’s hot. Don’t hold back, babygirl. I’ve got you.”

“Hobi, I have to- ah, I have to, to...I have…”

“It’s okay, everything’s okay. Don’t be scared, I���ve got you. I’m right here.”

His words are like the most wonderful hug to you. You feel so safe. He fills you with so much warmth and tingles that you fall over the edge with a whimper of his name and your legs pulling him closer.

Hoseok slows down his thrusts, keeping his cock buried deep and giving you sensual circles so your favourite spots would experience the fire as well. He presses his fingers against your clit, letting her experience warmth and pressure. This feels so good. There are no words for how good he makes you feel.

“That’s it, you’re doing such a good job. Good girl, you’re doing such a good job”, he talks you through it, making it even better with every sweet word he speaks.

You drop the back you didn’t even know you were arching and grab the nape of his neck.

“Hobi, holy fuck”, you choke out and pull his face into the crook of your neck.

“Ah, hey”, he falls with a chuckle and his right hand slamming into the pillow beside your head. It closes around the pillow desperately when seconds later, you are rutting up into him. Your legs are locked around his hips, keeping them from fleeing (not that he wanted to), your pussy is so tight around him.

Hoseok’s voice pitches, his body shudders uncontrollably.

“What are you doing?” he squeaks out, twisting the pillow, “a-ah holy fuck please slow, I’ll cum. Slow, you’re making me cum, s-slow ah.”

“Fill me up, please. Hobi please wanna be creamed”, you beg and twist his hair. You are cockdrunk. There is no denying that. He made you cum so fucking hard that all you want right now is for him to paint your walls white.

“Shit, ah”, he trembles, “shit, holy shit, ah fuck”, he pants and chases your hips in quick ruts. Four strokes it takes him, four strokes and then it gets all too much for him. He climaxes with a pitched moan of your name and his left arm pulling you against his chest.

“Yes, ah Hobi. Thank you”, you mewl, holding him close as his cock fills you with his hottest orgasm.

“You feel so good”, he gets out and drops on top of you. He shudders, exhaling against your neck with a defeated sound leaving him, “holy fuck.”

“Yeah”, you agree, snuggling your cheek against his head. You run your fingers up and down his spine, lingering on his head for some hair play each time you meet it.

“What the actual fuck”, he murmurs.

“Liked it?”

“I’m dead. What the fuck.”

You snicker, sighing happily afterwards.

It takes the two of you a few minutes of silence to really come down. Hoseok keeps lying on top of you, stealing some of your body heat as his cock slowly softens inside you. He’s got you so messy. It is seeping out of you even with his cock inside. You wanted to get up and clean, but he just told you to relax and that he will clean the sheets later.

It was a lull of his words before he grew silent again.

You like the silence. It’s relaxing and helps your brain to reboot. You need that because he really fucked you dumb.

Hoseok lifts his head when his mood lights switch to pink. Silence. His eyes race between yours. He is propped on his elbows, keeping your head caged in safely.

“What?” you ask him.

“Nothing just…” he kisses your lips. It is a sweet kiss. The kind of kiss a lover gives his precious counterpart. It leaves flutters in your chest once he lifts his head again.

Silence.

Eyes race between each other.

The light switches back to red.

He runs the back of his hand down your cheek.

“You’re so beautiful”, he whispers, making your heart flutter.

“You’re beautiful too, Hobi”, you breathe, reaching up to caress his cheek.

His eyes lower just a little bit, a shy smile curls his lips.

“Shit ___, you’ve got me feeling romantic. What have you done to me?” he says and snickers.

“Is that bad?” you ask.

“No, it’s just”, he shudders, “giving me the shivers. Mhm fuck”, he says and nuzzles his face into your neck as he lets out a cute sound. He smooches you just once before the nuzzling continues.

You giggle, wrapping your arms around him in a hug.

“You’re still staying the night, yeah?”

“Of course. Why shouldn’t I?”

“The storm stopped.”

“Right. I didn’t even notice”, you say and giggle when he tickles your ear with his breath.

He chuckles softly, giving you a tender kiss on your ear.

“Fuck, you really did it to me”, he whispers with a smile on his lips and his nose nuzzling into the side of your head.

“The feeling’s mutual, Hobi”, you snicker, ruffling his hair.

“Mhm good, yeah that’s good”, Hoseok says and pulls you closer, “so like, why did it take us years to do that?”

“Our lives have been busy, haven’t they? I feel like it’s only slowly been beginning to calm down.”

“Yeah, right. Shit”, he giggles again, “I’m giddy like a little boy. You’re amazing.” 

“You’re cute, Hobi”, you whisper fondly.

It isn’t necessary to mention that Hoseok will be the one to break the news to Yoongi the next day. Hoseok will drive you to class after shared breakfast and he will pick you up again, he will drive you to the estate and then greet Yoongi with a “she just changed my life.” To which Yoongi lets a small smile escape followed by a kiss to your cheek and a teasing “I thought you wanted to change all our lives, Hoba. What happened?”

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Not a Dream

Summary: She thinks she is not good enough for him. She thinks she has nothing to offer. But she doesn't know she is all he wants. But why?

Pairing: idol!Hoseok x Staff!Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, a very very little bit of smut, Hoseok is a bit obsessed.

Wordcount: 4.8k

a/n: This is my very first ff and I do not know anything. Forgive me for the mistakes and tell me how to be better.

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"what?" I exclaimed for the second time in 2 minutes, obviously because whatever I was hearing wasn't making sense at all. "But what's the need for me there?" I asked the manager again clearly not understanding why I was being escorted to the party that wasn't my place to be.

Jhope, Jung Hoseok, was throwing his grand glam party for his second solo album "Jack out of the box''s release and it was huge to say the least. Almost the entire Kpop industry was there. The top floor of the hybe building was then holding more wealth than some of the small countries. As expected, staff not having any direct connection with the album production weren't allowed to go even near the top floor today. I was certainly one of the uninvited ones. That was at least what I knew until Hoseok's manager came to escort me to the party. 

"Why is she being invited there when we're not even allowed to step near the floor? Just because she's an army?" Sooah, one of my teammates almost cried with pure jealousy laced in her voice. Well, it's not that I don't know the answer. I do, just don't wanna admit cause it all feels like a dream. There were some sort of things going on between hobi and Me. No, we weren't in a relationship. It was somewhat complicated. 

I was in the army and all of the seven adored me because of that. They never had a dedicated army among their staff ever before. After having me they literally started to treat me as if I represent the entire fandom. It's quite understandable because they were always so curious to know why the armys are more interested in their thighs than their faces (just joking). 

However, for me it was quite different. Getting to know them was a blessing. I got to know that they were even better personally but they live a very different life. I realized quickly that my love for Jung Hoseok was better to be cherished as a normal Fan-idol thing because my intensity would only make my heart break. And it did, it broke more and more every time I realized I am not perfect for Hoseok, I can never be. Obviously, he was the global star, BTS's Jung Hoseok and I was Y/N, a normal and very very ordinary girl with nothing to rock people off of their socks. 

But apparently Hoseok thought differently. Ever since I got drunk after a late night emergency meeting and blabbered the shit out to him about loving him so fucking much, he decided I am the one for him. God knows why. Whenever I try to tell him that he and I can't work, he seems to get more and more determined. This has been going on for some months. I have tried to tell him that this job is my dream and it's precious. I can't get fired and if I do, there's no way I'm getting another job in this kpop industry because by then I'll be known as the staff that "seduces the idols". I love him but I have to live, I have parents to support. 

But it seems like he is adamant to make things work between him and me. As much as it flutters my heart, it scares me as well. What if the higher ups catch it all? What if they rule me out of my dream project of Weverse magazine? What if they ask me to quit? What if I end up returning home! No no! Not a chance. I have to stay professional. Only if I wasn't a hybe staff, I would gladly accept his offer and would be already deciding upon our children's names. But no. I can't. Moreover, one thing I have understood, this glam life, fame, and attention aren't for me. It's all too complicated for me. I am better with my simple life. Now that I am done seeing Bangtan up close, and telling Hobi how much I love him, I can look forward and find a man to love and to be loved and settle down. 

However, Jung Hoseok won't let me. 

He had a different plan all along. He had a different plan when he dragged me into the empty copy room after seeing me giggling with one of male colleagues at the company cafeteria. He slammed me on the wall, whispered "You're mine" in my ears and pressed his lips on mine with such passion. Kinda possessive right? The only thing that his action did was make me fall for him even more. Making my strong-girl-pretense harder than ever. 

Only if my higher ups knew that I have been locking my lips with one of their biggest assets behind their backs then I'm sure, I was nowhere to be found in the company or maybe in the country, who knows. 

Back to the present, I still can't believe Hobi really wants me to be there in the party, when he clearly knows that I can't socialize, not even with people of my stature, and guests of his party were everything beyond my league. 

"It is his order Y/N and you know he can be really stubborn at times" his manager said. Well, who knows it better than me at this point. I knew there was no benefit of revolting to the manager. I need to call the mastermind. Excusing myself from them I went away to call Hobi. He received the third ring. "Hey, when are you coming? Why aren't you here yet? It has been almost 10 minutes since manager hyung left." Hoseok was very excited, I didn't even know why!" I started to put down my words carefully. "Hobi, you know I am not a great fan of parties and more specifically a party like yours. I am just a very big misfit there. I am sorry but I don't think I should..." "You're coming Y/N, if you don't want manager hyung to escort you then I myself will go and I am serious about it." His voice was demanding, authoritative even. I knew he was capable of leaving the party to take me with him and that would cause unnecessary drama, so I had to give in. 

I stepped into the party and it was a world itself. A world that knows nothing other than Gucci, Prada, Louis Vuitton, Chanel, Balenciaga and I couldn't feel more self-conscious in my $20 zip up hoodie and a pair of loose fit ripped jeans. At this point I was sure, people would not hesitate to think that I am in charge of cleaning services. I spotted the man immediately. He is called sunshine for nothing. So glamorous and beautiful with the aura that he wears, everyone buzzed around him like bees buzz around the most aromatic flowers. I felt so small there that I wanted to run away. And I decided that I would after meeting him, telling him that I kept his request, oh well, his order. 

My reverie was broken with a honey dripping voice that I can recognise even in my unconscious mind. "Hey, Y/N" Jin said, walking up to me and my smile reached my eyes. "Oppa!" I was about to jump on him. "Why do you look like you wanna run away?" He asked. "Because that's exactly what I wanna do, Oppa. You know that I am nothing but a misfit here. I really did not want to be here but Hobi won't listen to anything." He smiled, and I melted. "Y/N you know that you're special to him and on his special day he just wants to keep his special person by his side. But I understand your point too. Why don't you talk to him? Tell him how you're feeling here?" Jin completed. I sighed, "I want to talk to him but he is busy, which is natural." 

"What's the tea?" The man of the night was now standing just behind me, "what are you two talking about without me?" "We were just talking about you Hoba." Jin said, "Now I'll leave the two of you alone and meet some people. Enjoy the night Y/N" with that he left with a wink. And within an instant, I felt myself being dragged by my arm to a room, which seemed to be the storage for the drinks and food for the night. 

And here I am again, pressed against another wall, the man towering over me looking at me as if he will devour me then and there. "I know Jin hyung is your bias wrecker or whatever you say. But you should remember that I am the main character. I am your main character." His tone was kinda sultry but I wasn't the one to show that he intimated me easily, so I threw my counter attack. Teasing him a bit I said, "So you're now jealous of your hyung? That's a shame". I didn't expect him to agree but he did and said, "oh, hell I am. And you know what? I should mark you as mine. Everyone should know you belong to me or at least belong to someone already. What do you say baby?" I didn't get what he was saying, "what do yo---" and I was cut off since my lips were attacked by his ever waiting one. I obviously didn't waste my time in kissing him back but in the midway I felt my arms being pinned over my head as he attacked my neck in the purpose of sucking a bruise. I understood his assignment now. As if I wasn't already ashamed of showing up here wearing E-mark Sunday market clothes that he had to increase it more by giving me hickies. "Hobi please no!" I protested but it was of no use. He kept on sucking my sweet spot while I wiggled as much as I could. His lips left my skin once he was satisfied enough. He pulled his head up and looked deep into my eyes, while I did the same. His low voice ringed, "now you're marked and anyone that approaches you here should be shown that. Understood?" I gulped and before I could reply anything his phone vibrated signaling that he was gone for a bit too longer than he should. 

We both left the storage room one by one interval by interval to dodge suspicion. Once I was out, he was nowhere to be seen. More like, he was at his own place, dancing and mingling with some of the goddess looking ladies. I couldn't help feeling a bitter feeling inside of me. And I stood there alone, like the low-class introvert that I was, watching others like I'm watching a TV, close to my eyes but far from touch. The more I watched him that night, the more I realized, he and I are from two different worlds, and these worlds can't collide. They should remain at their places for the peace of the universe. 

I was deep in my thoughts and my eyes were almost glassy with the impact, when another known voice approached me. "Y/N!! Did not expect to see you here! What's up?``said Lee Sung hoon, one of the graphics designers, hybe always works with. We have worked with him during some of our Weverse magazine projects. He is also in the team that worked for Hobi's album this time, so even if he didn't expect to meet me there, I expected. And now I was embarrassed by his question. I parted my lips to reply but didn't know what to say, "I -uh". He cut me off, "oh well, it's dumb of me to ask you the question, since we all know you're close with the boys. So, I am sure you're here as part of the guest list." "Well, yeah, kinda" I replied. It was both fortunate and unfortunate that I found him there. Fortune because I stopped feeling way too out of place and lonely. Unfortunate because I then had to reply to all of his flirtatious remarks that he has been throwing to me since the day we met. 

We were talking about something which gradually landed in Hoseok. Sung Hoon said, "He is the life of the party. Isn't he? I mean, Man look at him, all the ladies are going crazy even the older ones too. " I smiled and nodded. "You too have a crush on him, I know," he added. "Is it news? The entire company knows he is the reason why I am still single." I replied. Sung hoon was quick this time, "yeah, I know I know but don't you think you're wasting your time and your youth?". I questioned him, "What do you mean?" He continued, "Look at him Y/N, he is the Jung Hoseok! The richest member of the biggest boy band of this world. One of the major shareholders of the company itself. There are female idols dying to get into his pants. No, I am not saying that he is out of your league but at the same time I am saying it, you will only get yourself hurt. He is like a dream to people like us. They can only be polite to us but they can never love us back. That's the reality." All of it hit me hard and he continued, "I have seen you looking at him as If he has star casted in his body. So I am worried for you. As a senior in this industry, I would suggest you refrain yourself from falling for an idol. They will entertain your idea but they won't return your feelings. They will just use you as a thrill, the thrill of having the forbidden fruit but nothing more." Was it all I was to hobi? A forbidden fruit? 

Thinking about it then I realized that Hoseok has never said that he liked me or he felt anything for me. His weird affection suddenly started and then I found him saying I belong to him and nothing else. Never did he say that he liked me but he claimed my lips with every chance he got. Now that I could think about it, all the clouds seemed to be in a silver lining. To him I was just a thrill, which was just a purpose of free entertainment. He could never love to be back or at least like me cause I don't reach upto his standard. Finally it felt like I understood the deal and I couldn't take it anymore. I was just staring at the ground, desperately blinking my tears away. I couldn't hear a word sung hoon said. I finally pulled my head up and  looked at sung hoon. "I will leave now Mr. Lee, it's getting late and I may miss the bus. Enjoy the party." Saying that I turned my heels to walk away but he called me back, "Y/N wait! Let me drive you home. It's pretty late anyway." "No, no! The buses are still available I can manage." I smiled at him but he looked at me being determined. "Have you even eaten anything yet? I don't think you did. Let's get outta here. I am quite bored as well. Let's grab dinner at the snack bar and then I'll drive you home. What do you say?" He offered. I wanted to be alone but at the same time I didn't want loneliness to devour me. So I accepted his offer and left the party with him. 

Hoseok's side: 

The man was very busy today, after all it's his listening party and he had high profile guests to attend. But his heart was with that one person. His heart left his body in the store room. One song played after another to let the guests hear those exclusively. But all he was waiting for was that one song. The one that he wrote for her and added to the album at the very last minute. It was the night when she let out her drunken confession, he found himself looking at the stars from his balcony. The lyrics came into his mind when he thought of her face, her lips, her eyes, which held so much love for him. The love he never found in anyone else ever before. And finally today he was going to play The song. He planned it all. He planned to be in front of her when the song would play, he planned to look deep into her eyes and tell all the things he couldn't. He will do it tonight. Just two more songs before the party ends, before that one song played, he had to find her. 

Hoseok looked for her but there wasn't any sign of her. He was clearly stressed and angry when he couldn't find her. He proceeded towards the exit and enquired the guard, "Have you seen Y/N? Did she leave?" The guard replied in positive and his anger now reached to the peak. "Did she leave alone?" He enquired again. "No sir, Mr. Lee was with her. They left 8 minutes ago approximately." Okay! So she left with the guy who just finds the opportunity of getting her in the bed? He was so mad, so mad! He would punish her well this time. Without thinking much he exited the party. He went out of the back entrance as fast as he could, he wanted to catch her on the way and pull her back to the party. He went to the parking area but he saw sung hoon's car still parked, knowing it was his car from the name plate attached to the car for emergency contact purposes. He rushed out of the parking lot and got in the street and he could already see his beloved giggling with sung hoon sitting in the coffee shop just across the street through the glass walls. He wanted to punish her, he promised himself he would punish her but right now he needed to be at the party. He returned and asked the dj to skip the last song, he said it should be kept as a surprise track. 

They say acceptance is the key to happiness. But to me it was the key to the dam of my tears, they kept on flowing. It was past 1 am and I kept on crying since I arrived at home. No, I didn't expect him to make me his girlfriend or anything then why did it hurt so bad? Why did the idea of Hobi just playing with my feelings tear my heart like a paper? I stared at the patterns that my mood lamp drew at my ceiling and my silent tears made their way to my pillow. It was about 10 past 1 when the doorbell rang, making me startled. There was no way I could have a visitor this late at night. Then who could it be? I was so afraid. What if it's a robber or a sick rapist? A lot of people know that I live alone! What if it's a stalker? Another round of impatient boor bells rang. I gained some courage to finally open up the door. Turning on the lights of the drawing room I held the door knob of my 1bhk apartment. My senses left me making me dumb enough not to take a look through the peeping hole. A grasp left my lips upon opening the door, seeing Hoseok standing there with dark eyes. 

"Hobi? What are you doing here at this hour?" I asked him in confusion. Well truth to be told, I knew why he was here probably but I was confused why didn't he call me first to know why I left the party. To be honest, it hurt me more when I didn't receive a single call from him which led me towards strengthening the ground of my assumptions. "Why? Did you expect someone else at this hour?" His voice was low but he almost growled and I knew he was super mad at me. "No, I mean, come in '' I asked him to enter my embarrassing home. 

Within what feels like a fraction of a second, I felt myself yet again being pinned at the nearest wall. Did this man have some fetish for pinning me? I thought to myself. His eyes were dark and those were measuring me from up to down as if I was naked, when the truth is I was clad in my comfy shorts and an oversized shirt with no bra on. 

His grip on my wrists tightened when he further pushed me to the wall and said, "how dare you leave the party? Without informing me? That too with another man?" He hissed. "So what would I do when I feel like a misfit at your glam party? That was not my place to be in Hoseok! Why don't you understand? You have seen me at parties before! I am the one who always stays in the corner! Even in the company parties where I know most of the people, I stay aside and you know it all very well. So you should understand how out of place I would feel in a party full of celebrities! I was so fucking embarrassed with the way I looked today among all of them! I can not even name the brands they were wearing! Their shoes were worth more than my entire apartment! Yet I was there! Just because you forced Me. Just because you wanted to make a fool out of me. I was fucking embarrassed and anxious Hoseok! Why the hell did you want me there? Why?" I burst out being unable to contain it anymore. My tears rolled down my cheeks and Hoseok's eyes softened. He let my hands free and wiped my tears away with his thumb. He gently said, "do you really think I would force you to the party just because... Just because.. I wanted to make you look like a fool? I wouldn't do that Y/N. I wouldn't even think of doing anything like this even in my wildest dreams. There was a reason, baby. There was a reason why I needed you there." And I was still angry with everything. I burst out again, "and need me for what?? For what exactly Jung Hoseok? To show me how different your and my worlds are? To show me that I can't even love you? To show me that I am nothing but a cheap thrill to you? To make me believe that I can never be the one for you?". "Shut the fuck up!" His eyes were ablaze. He was clearly infuriated at this point. He held my shoulders and pushed me to the wall again. "You don't get to say anything! You just don't get to put your words in my mouth! I fucking wrote a damn song for you to tell you how I feel for you and forced you to the party so that I could let the World know that you're mine and I'm yours. To let all the guests of the party know that they are only listeners but the girl right beside me was the muse. But what did you do? You left! You left with that nutjob who desperately wants you in his bed! And when I went to look for you, I found you giggling with him!! Tell me is that fair? Tell me is it fair that you choose to stay away even when you love me? Tell me is it fair that I had to chase you when you could easily run into my arms? Tell me Y/N is it fair that you choose to stay oblivious when I..." His voice shook a bit but he continued anyway "when I am desperate for you? When I am in fucking love with you?" My eyes widen with the sudden confession. Was it really not a dream? The man of my dreams was in love with me? Is it even possible?

Before I could say something Hoseok continued, "but now, I have had enough. Enough of this push and pull game of yours. You never reciprocate to me properly but you also never hesitate to kiss me back when I kiss you! What do you want Y/N? Stop giving me mixed signals! Stop being so afraid! Tonight either let me claim you completely or push me away. If you decide to push me away I promise I will never disturb you again." With that he left my hands and just stood in front of me. I wanted to push him away so badly but just the thought of him stopping "disturbing me" knocked me off my breath. He was right. I was being a coward, I was being afraid of the future and I declined to enjoy the present. That's it. Yeah! Carpe diem! Let's live in the present. Hoseok loves me. The man of my dreams loves me. I needed to claim him. And I pressed my lips on his. He didn't even take a second to kiss me back. But he pulled back immediately and said, "So should I take this as an answer?" I looked deep into his eyes and said, "Claim me, Jung Hoseok." "Are you sure? Cause once I claim you, there's no going back." He breathed out. I pressed my lips on his as the response and he devoured me without wasting a second. 

And that night he claimed all of me. He claimed me by sealing his lips with mine. He claimed me by touching me everywhere he could. He claimed me by painting bruises all over my body. He claimed me by stuffing me with his fingers and his dick. He claimed me my fucking me raw and shooting his cum in me. He claimed me by naming my v-card in his name. I was sore the next morning and the pain shot through me, the moment I opened my eyes. I actually didn't expect him to stay over. I thought he would leave early when the streets would still be deserted. But there he was laying beside me, looking at me with his sleepy eyes. oh! Was I really waking up beside the man of my dreams? It isn't a dream right? It couldn't be, I was still sore with his claim all over me. "You didn't leave? I thought you would leave." I said. He smiled at me and replied, "I didn't come here to leave Y/N. And I am not leaving till the album releases. I need you to listen to the song, with me beside you." I smiled at his response, I was still in a daze. It was All hard for me to believe. "Can I ask you something?" I asked, staring into his dark brown orbs. "Sure, go ahead."  He replied. "Why do you love me, Hoseok? I don't have anything to be loved by a man like you." I finally let out my biggest question ever. He smiled at me, pulling me closer with his one arm draped around my waist. "I love you because you love Jung Hoseok more than you love Jhope. Jhope is loved by millions but Jung Hoseok still craves to be loved. The love that I found in your eyes for the first time when we were introduced. But I didn't think much of it until you decided to confess after being drunk that night. Your love is precious to me Y/N and I don't know if I can find a love like yours if I let you go. And this is what made me adamant to make you mine. And when you didn't reciprocate just because you thought you're not good enough for me, it made me angry. And I burst out seeing you with someone else. Now, remember you are mine and I am yours. So don't you dare ignore me. I'll teach you tough lessons if you do." He completed it. I giggled, shoving my head in his bare chest and we stayed like this until it was time to listen to his song. The song that was written solely for me, oh what a feeling to be a muse. Sitting on my couch being wrapped around in his arms, we kissed and listened to, "Not a dream" 

"Oh I am standing before you

It's not a dream

I am reaching out for you 

It's not a dream

Don't be so afraid

A love like this is hard to find

Tell me you love me too 

Cause you are all there in my mind."  

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[yoonia]

“How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot! The world forgetting, by the world, forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d.” — Alexander Pope, ”Eloisa to Abelard"

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“We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot.”

“You can erase someone from your mind. Getting them out of your heart is another story.” — Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Minds

⟶ Character | Hoseok x reader ⟶ Genre | Past Lovers!AU, Lawyer!Hoseok, Artist!reader, New Beginning, inspired by Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Minds (yes, the movie) ⟶ Ratings & Warnings | +18 / M for Mature; appropriate warnings will be applied on each story whenever necessary.

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Scene One.

⟶ Title | Spotless Minds ● 36k words ⟶ Summary | He was a man who had wanted too much, and you were a woman who had lost so much. Once the wounds from the past come in the way for you to embrace your future with the man you love, the option for a new beginning comes in the form of erasing the painful pages of your past to allow yourself to heal and to begin again. Even if he was also a part of it.

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Scene Two.

⟶ Title | Eternal Sunshine ● 39k words ⟶ Summary | You had always felt that meeting him was a chance of fate. He had always been the missing piece of the puzzle that you had been searching for, the beautiful stranger who had somehow become your home. But when your soul seems to refuse to stop searching, you begin to find scraps of the past that had somehow gone missing, erased and forgotten, hiding the pain that would have tainted the perfect life that you have built together. Suddenly, you are given a chance to open the pandora’s box, to collect the missing scraps of your past. Would you dare to open it and risk what you have with him, or would you leave it alone and move on, just the way you had decided to do it a long time ago?

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Bonus Scene.

⟶ Title | Sunset Glow (coming soon!) ⟶ Summary | Summer getaways have always been your favourite escape. A chance for you to step away from real life and all of its troubles, away from the hectic hours that you must endure every day, and you have always enjoyed the precious time that you get to spend with your lover. But as you accidentally stumble upon a reminder of the past that you have been slowly walking away from, you finally get to see Hoseok losing his resolve for the first time. It is now your turn to become his rock, and help remind him the reason why he has always been yours.

— Alternate universe: 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞

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⟶ Audio commentary: Writing process talk ⟶ Spotless Minds & Eternal Sunshine - behind the story (coming soon!)

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[taetaespeaches]

“What’s the full moon called in December?”

hoseok x reader (oc) genre: fluff word count: 1.6K

a/n: Hi lovelies! This is just tipsy moon gazing with Hobi and Petal/reader. It’s cold, they’re in love, and the moon is full and bright. Also this is very much just written as a moment in time so it’s kind of random and there’s no real solid plot. They’re just vibing. Ok! I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading :))

Tipsy giggles poured from the apartment out onto the balcony, the gleeful sounds mixing with the noises of vehicles beneath you. As you and your boyfriend tumbled into the cold, his arms wrapped around your waist, you struggled to drape a blanket around his shoulders.

“Whoah, look at my breath,” he announced, exhaling into your face to show you the misty cloud that left his mouth. The whiskey had a much bigger impact on Hoseok, a renowned and beloved lightweight, than it did on you.

Smiling in amusement, you rolled your eyes playfully. “Yeah, it’s freezing out here, that’s why you need to let me put this blanket over you,” you pointed out to him. Hoseok peered over his shoulder to see the plush floral throw. His eyes widened before he helped you to tug it over him, just before he pulled you flush against his chest.

“We haven’t come out here in forever,” he hummed against your hairline, leaving the faintest of kisses to your hair.

Your hands settled against his lower back, pressing into his flesh just to hold him as close as you could. “We’ve been busy,” you noted as you rested your cheek against his shoulder and looked out into the darkened sky. The city lights kept the stars from being visible but the full moon shined brightly overtop you both. What wasn’t illuminated in the moon’s light was cast in a festive glow from the Christmas tree on the other side of the glass door.

You loved this time of year. The outside world was busy with holiday preparations and end of the year tasks, but your life with Hoseok seemed to slow down. Late nights extended into the early mornings as you both caught up with one another, remembering all the reasons you continued to welcome the new years together.

“Busy isn’t an excuse,” he mumbled. Looking up at him, you found him staring up at the sky. “You love the moon.”

“I do,” you told him, the sound of your voice drawing Hoseok’s gaze to yours.

“We miss it when it’s full a lot,” he told you as his eyes stayed locked on yours.

“Luckily it happens once a month,” you reminded him, wanting to remove the disappointed scowl from his pretty features.

When he directed his frown at you, you struggled to hold back your smile. You were just too fond of him. “There’s only twelve months in a year. That’s only twelve chances a year,” he pointed out, raising his eyebrows at you when the smile broke across your face. “What?”

You watched as a confused but intrigued grin formed on his lips as you shook your head. “You’re just so cute.” Hoseok scoffed at you, making you immediately roll your eyes back at him. “You are,” you insisted.

“I’m gonna mark all the full moons on my calendar,” he continued the conversation, ignoring your comments.

Smiling at him, you removed your hand from the warmth of the blanket to push his hair off his forehead. He was growing it out, enjoying his freedom to do so. “Calendars usually mark the full moons already.” You giggled at the way he glared down at you. “I’m just saying.”

“Must you be so mean to me?” He teased, making you throw your head back in laughter. “Fine, I’ll highlight the days in bright pink, is that better? I’ll set alarms on my phone so I don’t forget, and I’ll drag your ass out here even if you’re cozy on the couch watching The Great British Bake Off for the thousandth time.”

“Now who’s being mean?” You retorted, your eyes blown wide as Hoseok’s mouth spread into a massive smile. He was stunning. And that smile was everything to you.

A gust of wind blew through you both, disheveling the man’s hair that you had just fixed and pushing the blanket from his shoulders. Just as you reached for the blanket to readjust it, Hoseok’s hands were grabbing onto the sides of your face, the warmth of his palms heating the chill of your skin. His mouth was on yours in the next moment, the man tasting of the Old Fashioneds from your night out.

Your hands found purchase on his waist where you attempted to catch your balance, your legs wobbling beneath you. You could have blamed it on the alcohol but you knew better. As if on cue, the man who could have knocked you off your feet held you firm, one hand sliding into the hair at the back of your head as his other wrapped around your waist and pulled you close against him. The blanket cascaded off his body into a pile at the back of his heels but neither of you cared as you melted against his frame.

You stayed just like that, for god knows how long, losing track of time underneath the glow of the moon and the multicolored Christmas lights. It wasn’t until a shiver trembled against Hoseok that you finally separated and looked into his features, those beautiful almond eyes, and flashed him a smile.

“You’re cold,” you giggled, Hoseok shaking his head in disagreement.

“I’m not cold at all,” he protested, pulling you against his side as he turned you both to look in the opposite direction of the apartment. You watched as he shivered slightly while directing his attention to the sky. “Look at it.”

Smiling at his stubbornness, you followed his gaze to the moon. There was something enchanting about its presence. The way it was loyal and predictable, allowing you to track its moves, no need to surprise you. It was ever changing, appearing different from day to day, though always remaining itself. Hoseok was often compared to the sun, and in many ways he was. He was bright and warm, filling others up with energy as they basked in his presence. But you could always see him in the moon as well, and the moon in him. Loyal, brightening up the darkest of skies, ever changing but constant and dependable. “It is beautiful,” you whispered.

Your boyfriend squeezed his arms around you just a little tighter as he disguised a shiver with a content sigh. “What’s the full moon called in December?”

“The cold moon,” you replied, smiling when he chuckled.

“Fitting,” he nodded, this time letting his teeth chatter more openly.

“I told you it’s too cold out here,” you began to lecture him, only for the man to shoo your concerns into the chilly air with a few flicks of his wrist.

“What does the cold moon mean?”

“That it’s fucking cold,” you responded, Hoseok chuckling in amusement as he shook his head. Smirking at him, you looked back into the atmosphere. “It’s the final full moon of the year so it’s meant to be a symbol of reflection while also looking into the future. And with the winter solstice coming up, it’s kind of like the ‘darkest before the dawn’ moon. Things only get brighter and warmer from here, so you’re supposed to take everything you learned throughout the year and set forth into the future.”

“You’re so smart,” Hoseok beamed at you. Rolling your eyes, he giggled adorably. “Do you really think I’m mean?” He pouted playfully at you, causing you to crack a smile as you pinched the flesh of his slim waist.

“No,” you assured him with a polite smile. “Just obnoxious.”

“Good,” he grinned, dragging you closer to the door but not retreating inside quite yet.

“Cold yet?” You teased him, feeling the way he shivered against your frame.

“Nah uh,” he lied, a smile on his lips as he found himself quite amusing. “Reflection, huh? This was a good year,” he then noted. “A big year. Complicated. Emotional,” he listed while looking up at the moon once more. “But good.”

“It was,” you agreed. “All those things.”

“I’m bringing you into the future with me,” he then said with a big dorky smile, directing it at you.

“If you insist,” you teased.  

“You’re stuck with me,” he continued, taking another step backward toward the apartment, inching closer to the indoors as he brought you along with him.

“Fine by me,” you smiled, smitten by his slightly intoxicated antics. “Hey, Hoseok?”

“Hmm?” He hummed, his chin shuttering slightly as his jaw shivered in the icy atmosphere.

“Let me make you some tea, okay?” With a sigh, he finally relented, nodding. And then, all at once, he was darting to the door, his hand finding yours as he tugged you behind him, bolting inside the apartment as you shook your head at him with a giggle.

“I’ll turn on your baking show,” he noted as he dropped your hand once inside, and started toward the living room. “You can tell me what you would do differently to make all their pastries better.”

“You say that as if I’m a know-it-all or something when in reality we both know I’d win that show if I ever went on it,” you told him cockily as you headed toward the kitchen to put the kettle on to boil.

“Yeah, yeah,” he waved you off, though he wore a smitten smile. “You’d win purely on stubborn drive,” he noted quietly, still grinning to himself. When he looked toward you and found you staring at him from across the room, his beam softened under your attention. “What?”

“Nothing,” you shook your head. “I just think I’ll take you into the future with me too.”

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[vminity21]

Daybreak | jhs (Sneak Peek)

Pairing: photographer!hoseok x campcounselor!reader, exboyfriend!yoongi x female!reader

Word Count: 1,830 (for now)

Genre: fluff, angst, smut, supernatural, vampire!au, strangers to lovers!au 

Warning(s): smut but not in the sneak peek, angst, fluff, mention of disappearances, profanity; Rated: 18+

Credit to: @dee-ehn​ for making a cover that made my jaw DROP! You are super talented and I wish I had the creativity that you hold. Thank you!

Summary: When your best friend, Kim Taehyung, all but forces you to be a camp counselor at his mother’s camp for kids, you are dreading every second. Love at first sight hits you when you least expect it when your eyes land on the handsome Jung Hoseok. As weeks pass, the mysterious disappearances of a few people you know are starting to scare the town, and when Hoseok goes missing, the desperation to find him is strong. What you find out is a lot more unbelievable than you would have ever imagined.

“I find it very odd that you consistently persist on me packing pancake mix,” shoving loose strands behind your ears, you zip closed the overly stuffed duffel bag with sarcastic excitement in tow. Once or twice as a child you have experienced summer camp, but the separation anxiety you had being away from your mother led to you staying home thus after. At 24 years old, you decide it is time to tackle the counseling portion- but was it your decision entirely or was it, Taehyung’s?

“Have you not been camping before!? You set the pan over the fire and walla, flat cakes.”

Taehyung’s mother happens to own the summer camp for parents who need a break from their kids. She would joke about how much hell Taehyung and his siblings put her through growing up, so in much consideration for parents whose kids are released from school, she created a haven for kids to focus on nothing but having fun. As well as engorging in many snacks. Outwardly, Mrs. Kim jokes. Inwardly, she loves giving kids a break from the stressful pressure of learning, too. And when his mother begged for help, Tae and the rest of the friendship crew offered to help Mrs. Kim and sign up to be counselors which you avoided until now.

“I wouldn’t even be considering this if you hadn’t signed my life away without my permission and seriously, I miss my cat.”

“I did get your permission, you were just too drunk to remember, now hand me the sunscreen,” Taehyung points in the direction where you shift slightly to reach for it. Tossing it to him, he fumbles but manages to catch the bottle before shooting you a teasing glare. “Also, your parents are capable of caring for your cat as well as my dog and you will see her when you get back.”

“Remind me to never get drunk again,” you deadpan.

“Look, I know the breakup with Yoongi still hurts. I also know that Koya has Yeontan to keep her company, and I honestly think this will be fun for you. Just trust me on this,” Taehyung reaches to peck your cheek in a way to bring comfort. Your heart is touched even though the dull pain of missing Yoongi still remains.

“But what if I lose a kid? Then what?” You try to change the subject to prevent further pondering.

Chuckling, he shakes his head, his fluffy, dark hair ruffling in the process, “I promise you will not lose a kid, y/n. It’s nearly impossible with how many counselors we have, plus we always happen to find them. Just look for the snack stand, and you will find whichever kid happened to wander away from your supervision.”

Groaning, from behind, you wrap your arms around Taehyung’s frame. “You better be right about this. It’s about time I have some non-alcoholic endeavors. Plus, I miss everyone…. And my cat,” by everyone, you are referring to the rest of the group of friends who happen to be the camp counselors, too and are beyond excited to welcome you to their favorite time of the year. “Monnie and Namjoon are going to be there, right?”

“First off, your mom promised to snapchat us pictures and videos of the animals, so I’m going to need you to relax. Secondly, yes, LenLen and Jimin will be at camp with Joon and Monnie.” Taehyung pauses briefly as if to gather his words carefully, “I think Yoongi said he was going to forego this year,” which you squeeze your eyes shut in mild relief, “Seokjin was supposed to cover for him, but nobody has seen or heard from Seokjin in a while,” Taehyung swallows with concern etching into his glance. Loosening your arms slightly, you press your cheek to your best friend’s back as you remember the last time you saw Seokjin.

“He was so pale to the point his lips lost color, too,” you murmur, “Do you think he’s sick?” Everyone voiced their worries, but Seokjin waved them off assuring that he felt perfectly fine. After that night, he hasn’t responded in the group chat, nor has he responded to Taehyung.

“I don’t know…. Jimin ordered for a wellness check, but it appears Seokjin may have left to visit his parents in his hometown.”

Jimin happens to be an undercover police officer, hence why Mrs. Kim hired him to keep watch of the campgrounds if anything were to occur. “And he’s sure?”

“According to Jimin, there were missing suitcases, ones him and LenLen gifted Jin and evidence of majority of his clothes missing, and when he contacted Seokjin’s parents, they claimed that he was coming to visit them, but that’s the most I know.”

“I’m just so shocked about his sudden transition. I mean he hasn’t missed a group gathering ever. And…. He’s your best friend, so why hasn’t he at least reached out to you?” You whisper the final sentence knowing this has taken a toll on Taehyung.

“With how top tier he is about fashion, it doesn’t surprise me that he nearly packed his entire wardrobe…. I just have this strange feeling that something isn’t right.”

“He was single?” Relating to the feeling of heartbreak, considering you and Yoongi cut ties not long ago, the anticipation of wanting to run away for a long time was originally at the forefront of your mind. Is it possible Seokjin had fallen in love and left due to a breakup? Since you have a cat at home, that you love more than life itself, you couldn’t bring yourself to hide when you have her to tend to and feed.

“So far he hasn’t been seeing someone from my knowledge, so I’m not sure if he’s had his heart broken,” Taehyung turns to embrace you entirely, sadness drowning the silence while you squeeze him tight. His warmth melts into your frame and you breathe in his crisp, floral scent.

“He will come back,” you promise, “Maybe it has to do with his job, maybe he just needs a mental break, or maybe the woman of his dreams broke his heart, and he doesn’t know how to talk about it. Either way, I know he will come back.”

“Alrighty, come on,” Taehyung pulls away enough to see your face, resting his palms on your arms. He forces a brief smile, “Let’s go before we’re late.”

There is information that Taehyung withholds for the privacy and sake of Seokjin as well as another person that you know who happens to be involved, but guilt sheds off his expression as you follow him out the door. The duffel bag weighing heavy on your shoulder, you try to suppress your anxiety about the new adventure you are about to go on. Numerous ‘what if’ questions cycle through your mind regarding doubt on whether you will be fit to be a counselor or not. Admittingly, you are quite the introvert which is why Taehyung has been the perfect friend for you because he knows how to get you to try being social.

At the bus stop, you are relieved that the pair of you make it on time enough to not have to wait long. Shuffling through the aisle, you pick the emptiest section to give you and Taehyung privacy in case if any personal conversation is brought up, and you settle against the window while he descends beside you. Observing the people who enter the bus, your heart leaps as an individual with a neatly trimmed undercut, soft eyes, and an incredibly sculpted jawline, sets to tread the aisle, his phone held out before him as he holds his arms closer to his body; and his mouth is ajar as he concentrates on where to sit. Awestruck may not be enough to describe how enchanted you are by the sight before you, and you nearly want to crawl into a hole and hide when his gaze flits to meet yours.

He is just as reactive to your presence as you are to his, for he can hardly take his eyes off you when he settles in a booth adjacent to where you are seated. You jolt to face more of the window, not even sure how to respond to the way your heartbeat increased. “You okay?” Taehyung, witness to the whole thing, muses leaning to whisper close to your ear.

“Yeah,” you reply much quicker than you mean to, but you nod along hoping that he doesn’t ask further. “I’m just nervous is all.” Your one syllable laugh did not go as planned either.

“You’re going to be just fine.” Taehyung smirks, “And don’t pretend like I just didn’t see you play eye hooky with that dude over there.”

“You saw nothing,”

“I beg to differ.”

Nudging Taehyung’s shoulder playfully, the pair of you chuckle to yourselves as you try with all your might not to look over at the handsome gentleman. You are still fresh out of a breakup, so you know trying to pursue anyone is a horrible idea right now. Eventually, the bus heads on its merry way while you force yourself to focus on other things. In the booth before the cute guy, you see a young girl scrolling through her phone, narrowing your eyes, you’re hoping that Taehyung’s sleeping frame blocks most of you, so the individual doesn’t notice, but you see the picture of the missing person report that was filed several weeks ago. Jeon Jeongguk, smiling happily in the picture provided, you feel the emotions trickling in about the story; like Seokjin, it is as if the young lad up and left, but without any evidence of a destination. No foul play was noted, nor the finding of a body, yet the mystery of his disappearance has rendered the town speechless.

“Has Jimin heard any updates about the guy that went missing recently?” You whisper to Taehyung forgetting for a moment that he had dozed off. Taking the tip of your finger, you lightly trace the tip of his nose, but the most he does is tiredly flick your hand away. “Bruh,” he grunts, “let me snooze.”

“But I’m bored,” you whine, reaching to tickle his bottom lip for him to swat at your hand again. With pressed lips attempting to stifle a loud chuckle, the handsome man lets out a breathy response of laughter at what he has witnessed.

“Count sheep,” Taehyung slurs toward you which is his way of saying, ‘please sleep, you are annoying me.’ Playfully pouting, you cross your arms as you slump in your seat. If Taehyung can’t stay awake enough to entertain you then who else is there? Unfortunately reading a book or playing on your phone plagues motion sickness so to avoid that disaster, you contemplate the bravery to peak over at the fellow who you can’t seem to not stop thinking about. Would he be freaked out if you maybe scooted past Taehyung to make your acquaintance?

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[yootaesowlwrites]

It’s Making Me Weak - Jung Hoseok

A82— “Why do you have to look at me like that? It’s making me weak, please stop.”

Warnings: Fluff, nudism, smut, fingering, pet/nicknames, descriptive scenes, explicit language, teasing, light nipple play, light handjob, unprotected sex (reader’s on the pill), bruising, clit stimulation, cockwarming, light aftercare.

W/C: 2.9K

Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if you’re under the  age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You were in the bathroom drying yourself off when Hoseok stepped inside, he pauses at the door, letting his eyes run over your form, watching as you bend over to dry your legs, you stop and lift your head to look at him, finding his eyes fixed on you, and they were slowly becoming covered with lust, he sucks his lip between his teeth, and you stand upright, pulling the towel closer against you.

“Why do you have to look at me like that? It’s making me weak, please stop,” You say, you watch him release his bottom lip before he steps closer to you, he reaches out and slides the back of his hand over your cheek, you shiver at the light touch.

“Because you’re just so pretty to look at,” He mutters. “And I like admiring you,” His eyes lift, and he stares into yours. “You’re just so… mesmerising,” He slides his hand down your neck and his fingers hook into the towel. “Come on, bed, now,” He almost demands as he tugs on the towel, you step forward, clutching onto it and follow him, you reach the bed, and he turns you towards it. “Lay down, let me massage some cream into you, relax, okay?” You nod your head and climb onto the bed, you remove the towel before you lay  stomach first onto the bed.

“Didn’t you have a long day?” You ask, watching him as he picked up the bottle that was on your dresser, he moves back to the bed and drops the bottle on the bed.

“It was busy, but you seem tense, I don’t want you to be tense,” He mutters. “Besides, you always take care of me when I’m tense, I should only repay that favour,” You hear the sound of clothes rustling before feeling the bed dipping on either side of your legs as he straddled the back of your thighs, your eyes widen as you feel his bare skin touching yours.

“Are you naked?” You suddenly ask, wanting to look over your shoulder, only for him to press his hand down against your shoulder blade, making you lay down, you let out a huff but lay down without putting up much of a fight.

“We both should be comfortable, and I didn’t want my clothes to chafe your skin,” He says, you hear the bottle being opened and moments later you let out a gasp as you feel the cold liquid touch your warm skin between your shoulder blades, he closes the bottle once he had enough on your skin and slowly begins rubbing it over your back, his fingers kneading into your skin, content noises leave you as you feel his hands move over your shoulders and down your spine, the coldness from the liquid slowly heats up on your skin. “Feels good?”

“Hmm, so good…” You mumble, your eyes falling shut, his hands were slowly moving lower, over your waist and your hips, spreading the cream everywhere, you could feel the tension of the day slowly melt away, his fingers almost felt like they were working wonders as they skilfully moved over your back, hitting the right spots.

“I’m glad,” He mumbles, you were slowly becoming lost in the feeling of content, your muscles were relaxed, until his hands reached lower and continued to move lower until they covered your ass.

“What kind of relaxing mention is that?” You mumble, you feel his fingers squeezing into your asscheeks.

“Well… I got hard,” He mutters, and your eyes widen as you’re suddenly made aware of his cock pressing against your thighs and re-cum dripping onto your skin, you look over your shoulder at him, and found him looking at you with intensity in his eyes.

“Clean your hands before you touch my pussy,” You say, he nods his head and leans over you, you feel his cock poking against your asscheeks.

“I will, but promise to stay just like this while I go clean them,” He mutters into your ear, a shiver runs up your spine, and you nod your head, his lips touch the spot between your shoulder blades before his warmth disappears from you, and he moves towards the bathroom to clean his hands, you lay on your stomach, hearing the water running, the spot where his pre-cum had leaked onto you was cooling down, and you were made aware of how much had already leaked onto you, he steps out from the bathroom and quickly makes his way back to the bed, his hands grip your ankles, and he pulls your legs apart, you whine at the feeling of cool air blowing against your arm pussy, the bed dips, and he moves between your legs, you could feel the warmth from his thighs against your inner legs.

“Such a filthy and horny, boy, aren’t you?” You mutter, you feel his hand grip onto the inside of your thigh and give it a squeeze.

“Not my fault that you’re irresistible,” He mutters and moves his hand higher up, he slides his fingers over your pussy lip, pushing down on it as he slides his finger along it, tracing a line along it, you could feel your skin slowly heating up at the touch, his finger slides up and down before moving to the other one, you lift your hips slightly away from the bed, his fingers slide over your mound before back over your pussy lips, this time a finger on each lip, pressing down on them, you could feel yourself slowly growing wet.

“Should I lock the bathroom door next time?” You ask, you feel his other hand lightly hit your asscheek, and smile.

“Don’t you dare,” He says, his fingers knead into the cheek, and you feel him lean over once more, his lips touch the top of your spine and slowly kisses down along your spine. “But you can tell me to stop, you know I will,” He mumbles against your skin. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No,” You say, the feeling of his lips travelling over your back had an influence, the feeling of his fingers so close to slipping past your pussy lips was also having an influence, but it felt so good, why would you want to say stop?

“Good, I’m glad to hear that,” He says, and sits upright on his knees, his fingers slip between your pussy lips, and you gasp at the sudden touch below your clit, his finger pressed down against your pussy, and he slowly slides it back towards your entrance, collecting your wetness onto his finger and slowly begins spreading it over your pussy, he avoids touching your clit as he spreads your juices over your pussy, over your pussy lips and the insides of your thighs, your clit was starting to throb for attention.

“Hoseookkk,” You whine, your fingers twisting into the covers. “Are you being a tease?” You tug lightly at the covers and feel his fingers back at your entrance that was now dripping from him teasing you.

“I might be,” He says. “Can you lift your ass for me?” You let out a groan and move onto your knees, keeping your ass in the air for him, you hear him take in a deep breath before your back arches as you feel his finger touching your clit.

“Oh, oh, fuck, finally,” You moan out, you pull the covers, your fingers starting to hurt from how hard you gripped, “Fuck, fuck, so good,” He rubs over your clit and your insides churn and knot together, he takes your clit between his fingers and slowly rolls it between them before tugging at it, you almost move upwards as your back arches. “Fuck.”

“What a sight…” He says, his eyes were locked on your hole as your arousal leaked from it, he tugs at your clit against and your walls clench at the feeling. “Needy of army fingers or my cock?” You bury your head into the sheets, your breathing picking up, and you could feel your skin becoming clammy from sweat.

“Are you going to keep teasing me?” You practically hiss out as you lift your head. “Because I can do the same, I can repay that favour, and you know I can,” You feel him release your clit before feeling his fingers probing at your entrance before two slipped into you. “Ohhh, my fu—” Your eyes shut as the stretch and filling feeling.

“I know you can,” He says, he twists his fingers inside you, and you felt your walls flutter around them. “But maybe I want you to, maybe I want you to tease me,” You groan and move to stand on your knees, you reach backwards, reaching for his cock, you wrap your hand around him and slowly slide your hand along his length, he lets out a low groan as he feels your hand around him. “Fuck…”

“Like that?” You ask, he wraps his other arm around you and reaches upwards, reaching for your breasts, he grips onto your breast and uses his thumb to rub over your nipple, you swipe your thumb over the slit of his cock.

“Fuck… fuck, yes,” He groans he leans his head forward and against your shoulder, his fingers curl inside you as he feels your hand working over his cock, spreading his pre-cum over his length.

“Ohh, oh, fuck,” You moan, your head falling back against his shoulder, you slide your thumb over his slit, teasing it, and making him breathe harder and harder each time, he was practically gasping as you teased the head of his cock. “Gonna make a mess before you’re even inside me,” You feel his lips brush over your shoulder before he pulls his fingers from you, his hand disappears from your breast, and he pushes you forward, his hand stays on the stop between your shoulders, your hand slips away from his cock.

“I think you’re wet enough,” He growls out, you clench as you feel him drag his cock between your folds, coating himself with your arousal, he moves the head to your entrance and pushes it inside, your jaw slacks and a gasp falls from you at the stretch you felt, he slowly pushes into you, making you feel each inch of him.

“Fuck… fuck, Hoseok… fuck,” You moan, your back arching and your fingers curl into your palm, his hands grip your hips as he feels your walls welcoming him, sucking him in. “Fuuuck,” You feel him bottom out inside you, his cock reaching that sweet spot inside you. “Oh my fuck,” Your walls flutter around him.

“So damn good,” He groans, he slowly slips out of you halfway before pushing back into you, you gasp at the filling feeling, it all felt so good, your body was on fire with pleasure, and the feeling of him inside was making the knot that was growing inside you grow faster, you can hear the squelching sound of your wetness as he thrusts in and out of you.

“Ohh, mmmh, fuck,” You whine out, you could feel your wetness spilling onto your legs, and making more of a mess between your thighs, your walls were squeezing around him each time the head of his cock brushed against your sweet spot, you were starting to see stars from the immense pleasure running through you. “Ohhh, fuck, feels good,” You feel his hand slide around your waist before you were pulled up against him, you moan as you feel his cock shift inside you. “Hoooseeookk!”

“That’s it, moan my name,” He groans into your ear, his hand slides over your tummy and up to cup your breast, his fingers knead into your breast. “Fuck, it sounds so good coming from you,” His lips move over the side of your neck where your hair was sticking to your skin, the sound of skin hitting against skin sounded so sinful as it travels through the room. “So fucking good around my cock, milking it for an orgasm, hmm.”

“Ohmm, uhhmm,” You moan, you could feel your insides pulling together, the knot inside you was becoming bigger and bigger, your mind was beaconing hazy, your eyes shut and stars explode from behind your lids as the knot inside you comes undone, heat and pleasure run through you. “Hooseeook!” Your walls clamp down around him as you release, he lets out a groan as he feels your juices running down his cock and over his balls before dripping onto his legs and onto the bed.

“Fuck, that’s it, make a mess on me, fuck, milk my cock,” He groans into your ear, his lips still against the side of your neck. “So fucking good, you’re taking me so fucking good,” Your walls squeeze more around him, your toes curl in pleasure, and you reach back, your nails grip onto his thighs and dig into his skin. “Fuck, that’s it, mark me up,” You were sure he would have bruises in the morning, but you didn’t care, your mind was up in the clouds as you were going through your high, your body was shaking with pleasure.

“Fuck, fuck, ohh my fuckfuckfuck,” You moan out, you feel his thrusts becoming uneven and sloppier, your squeezing walls were driving him insane, he could feel a heartbeat in the head of his cock.

“Fuck… you’re so good to me,” He groans into your ear, you feel his finger touch your clit and rub figure eights on it to ease you through your high as he was chasing his own high.

“Fuck, ohhmmm,” You moan, your back arching away from his front and your ass pressing more into him, he buries his head in the crook of your neck and lets out a low groan as his muscles pull, you feel his cock twitch inside you just as you were slowly coming down from your high and moments later you feel his cum coating your walls and filling you, you squeeze around him making him groan against your neck as his pace slows down, and he rocks his hips into yours, easing himself through his high, your walls continue to flutter around him, your breathing not slowing down as he rubs your clit, you release one of his thighs and grip onto his wrist. “Hooseeok,” You pull at his wrist.

“Hmm… cum around me one more time, please,” He mutters against you, his fingers not slowing down, his hips pause, and he buries himself deep inside you, your clit twitches and your walls clench around him, milking the last few drops from his cock, you could feel another tightening feeling building up inside you.

“Ohh, ohhmm, oh, fuck,” You moan, your fingers dig into his wrist, and you pull your other hand away from his thigh to grip onto his arm that was around you and kneading your breast, you suck in your tummy as you feel him rubbing your clit, you let out a whine and feel him roll your clit between his fingers, before tugging on it, your muscles almost lock up as he tugs on it and rolls it between his fingers. “Fuck, oh, oh… Hoseok, fuck.”

“You can do one more for me, right?” He asks in a sweet tone, although you knew he was anything but sweet and innocent right now, he lets out a groan as he feels your walls clench around him. “Fuck. So good, fuck,” He groans right into your ear, your mind was rocketed into the clouds another wave of pleasure crashes into you, your muscles pull as you release around him again. “Fuck, that’s it, fuck.”

“Uhhhmmm, ohhhmm, mmm,” You moan, your head thrashing against his shoulder as you were going through your high, your skin tingled as you go through your high, your skin sticky with sweat and the inside of your thighs sticky with your cum and his as it spills from around his cock, his finger slowly as he eases you through your high, you feel him slowly lowering you both down onto the bed before turning onto his side, keeping himself inside you. “Ohhhh.”

“You did so good,” He mutters, his hand moves away from your clit and slides over your tummy to rest on your waist. “I’ll take whatever payback you want to give me,” You lazily smile as you feel your eyes wanting to close.

“Even if I wake you with that payback tomorrow morning?” You ask, you feel his hand slowly move away from your breast, you release his arm as he extends it out.

“Even then,” He says, you softly squeeze his wrist before releasing it. “I can’t wait for you to tease me,” You turn your head to look at him.

“You love when I tease you?” You ask, he nods his head, his hand softly caressing your skin.

“You make me crawl back for more each time, you have that… magic touch, and magic mouth also,” He says, you chuckle and turn your head back, laying it on his biceps. “You just make me feel so good when you tease me and drag it out.”

“I’ll remember that for when I tease you again, to drag it out… maybe I can have you crying in pleasure for me,” You say, you feel his chest rumble against your back as he lets out a low groan. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“No, no, you would like that, wouldn’t you?” He asks, you smile and close your eyes, basking in the afterglow and the feeling of his cock inside you.

“You’ll have to find out,” You whisper, you feel his lips touch your shoulder before he lays his head down on the pillow.

“I can’t wait to find out then,”

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[kingofbodyrolls]

Hoseok fic recs 2024 🥳

In honor of Hoseok’s birthday, I want to share my ultimate favorite Hobi stories, that I’ve read this past year (2023-2024) 💜 I want to thank each and every writer on this list for creating such wonderful stories and art - you are truly amazing ✨ All the fics on this list hold a dear place in my heart 🥹

❗Most of these fics are smutty as hell or contains dark themes, so minors dni.❗ 

If you read anything on this list and you like it, please leave a comment to the writer or reblog the fic, it might seem like a tiny gesture, but it really means a lot for writers and I can guarantee it will put a smile on their faces💜 Let’s share and give lots of love! Looking for more to read? Check ‘The Library’ or last years recs 🙂

[index] → jan | feb (💜) | mar (myg) | apr | may | jun | jul | aug | sep (jjk)(knj) | oct (pjm) | nov | dec (kth)(ksj) | Emoji meaning → angst = 🌩️, smut = 🥵, fluff = 🥰, comedy = 😂, yandere = 😈, thriller/dark = 👻, fantasy = 🪄.

⭐Helping Hands by @m-yg93 [6k] // jhs x f.reader // f2l // 🥵

📝 Between your boyfriend getting into bed with another girl and finals taking all your time a cold rift has emerged between the usually warm movie nights with your best friend. Thankfully exams are over and Hoseok is back on your couch where he belongs. When some shit talking gets a little too close to home and Hoseok finds out you’ve never even had an orgasm he decides to take things into his own hands, and yours. 

🗨️ This was so hot, like what 😳🥵 also a bit funny, but mostly smutty 🤭

⭐Flight 18 by @noona-la-la-la [9.5K] // jhs x f. reader // flight!au, idol!au // 🥵😂

📝 Korean Air Flight 18 leaves daily from Los Angeles traveling to Seoul.  You’ve taken this flight before, but this time you’ve got an irritating passenger in the neighboring seat.  Little did you know that he would end up giving you the ride of your life.

🗨️ This was just really really amazing; utterly funny (like I was laughing at certain points), so much sexual tension that evolves into satisfying smut 😗

⭐Ho Ho Horrible @ugh-yoongi [5.6K] // jhs x f.reader // e2l, neighbor!au, holiday!au // 🥵🥰😂

📝 (or, the one where your neighbor is a relentless christmas caroler and refuses to take a hint, but at least he's really hot.)

🗨️ No– this was just so freaking cute! 😭 Like fluffy cute and also extremely funny, just what I love. I loved this so much 💜 OC’s friendship with Tae, their banter was 💯 and then with Hobi, just so so good! It was so cute and OC’s internal dialogue is just funny 😂A really cute holiday themed Hoseok fic that I can’t recommend enough!!!! Everything was just great. Had me smiling and giggling a few times – please go read it 🥹💜

⭐Started with a Sparkle, now we’re on Fire @the-boy-meets-evil [6.5K] // jhs x f.reader // f2l // 🥵

📝 You're feeling self conscious about your recent break-up and hoseok is more than happy to teach you a thing or two.

🗨️ Really really good! I really liked it 💜 I really loved how both sweet and demanding Hoseok was, guiding oc through everything.

⭐Watch Yourself by @boymeetsweevil [7.7k] // jhs x f.reader // non idol au, pwp // 🥵

📝 It starts with an invitation from your ex. It ends with Hoseok’s hands down your pants in said ex’s kitchen.

🗨️ Oh this was hot alright 🥵

⭐In the Car @floralseokjin [14.7K]  // jhs x f.reader // mechanic!hoseok, street racer!au // 🥵🥰🌩️

📝 all you had was a dead car battery, you weren’t looking for romance, regardless if the charming mechanic had other ideas. You’ve heard stories that could put you off… Can he change your misconceptions, or will they prove correct after all…?

🗨️ oh my- really really good 💖 something about mechanic AND street racer Hoseok has me question my sanity 🥵

⭐Two in one @here2bbtstrash [12K] // jhs x f.reader x pjm // best friends!au, threesome // 🥵🥵🥵

📝 you finally have a much-needed smoke session with your best friends, just like old times. you’re also pretty sure they’re gay… right?

🗨️ the chemistry between them, how they have been friends for so long, oc’s assumptions lol, and their humor too! Priceless 👏💖 Gosh! It was pure filth, in the best way possible, so sinful and dirty— and, and—, PLEASE GO READ IT IF YOU HAVEN’T ALREADY 😭💖

⭐Floored @lavienjin [5.2K] // jhs x f.reader x pjm x jjk // idol!au, established relationship with Hobi, foursome // 🥵🥵🥵

📝 in the midst of your reunion with your boyfriend after not seeing each other for some time, you’re interrupted by two sets of eyes. not wanting to waste the opportunity, hoseok proposes a foursome and hey, “the more, the merrier”, right?

🗨️ what did I even read? 🥵 (it was good!)

⭐Good Morning @ppersonna [2.1K] // jhs x f.reader // established relationship // 🥵🥰

📝 hoseok’s methods of waking you up are … unconventional, but effective.

🗨️ omg I loved it 💖💯

⭐To the Beat of my Heart @jeonggukingdom [7.2K] // jhs x f.reader // dancer!au, sort of e2l // 🥵

📝 when you walk into the studio that Sunday afternoon, all you expect is a lonely and chill practice session but, a few hours later, your programs are shattered in thousand pieces by the unexpected presence of Jung Hoseok. And nothing could have prepared you for what he had in store for you.

🗨️ wow, this was incredibly good! Well written and it was just so freaking hot, I loved it! 💯✨

⭐Holiday Inn @bangtanintotheroom [36.6K] // jhs x f.reader // non-idol!au, rap group!au, s2e2l // 🥵😂

📝 if it’s not the loud music, it’s the constant rapping. If it’s not the constant rapping, it’s the hysterical laughter. And if it’s not the hysterical laughter, it’s the moaning and screaming women. How the hell hasn’t your neighbor been kicked out yet? Oh right; he’s a beloved rapper.  

🗨️ I’m just— WOW 🤯💯 This must be one of the best Hoseok fics I’ve ever read. Damn it was fucking amazing 👏 I loved the assertiveness of reader, and how that tension just build so fucking perfectly! Everything was so freaking good. A masterpiece!! 💜✨

⭐Make Me @violetsiren90 [16k] // jhs x f.reader // idol!au, f2fwb, BDSM lifestyle // 🥵🥵🥵

📝 You’ve been friends with Hobi for years, and he’s your comfort zone - but when he gets wind of a dark secret you drunkenly let slip, things between you take a sudden extreme change.

🗨️ Oh. My.Goodness. My soul left my body multiple times when I read this!!! It is incredible!!! Really love this one, and if you like BDSM this is definitely for you, but even if you don’t (like me, this was out of my ‘comfort zone’) you will still enjoy it ✨👏💯

And as a something a little extra, here’s a few fics that I haven’t had the time to read yet, but damn I’m buzzing to get to read them:

Sonic Rain [25k] @jungblue

The Retreat [19.6k] @ugh-yoongi

Fake Love [16.2k] @aquaminwrites

The Night Shift [11k] @prolixitae

The Treasured Thief [16k] @justimajin

Happy birthday HOBI!!!! 🥳💜✨

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