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smhtaehyung · 2 years

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6 hours ➣ HOUR 2

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summary: After playing a game, things get heated after midnight with Jungkook.

Masterlist - under construction

Pairings: fuckboy!tae x reader, crush!jk x reader, jm x crush!reader , hoseok x random

Rating: 18+ minors DNI

Genre: smut, college au, nonidol!au, love cube sorta thing

wordcount: 3.3k

warnings: alcohol use, drug use, slight existential angst, innapropriate sexual comments, graphic depictions of smut, (chapt.2 ~ ), fingering, oral (f. m. recieving), kinky dares, slut shaming, protected sex, overstimulation, thigh kink, dirty talk, spit kink, multiple orgasms, degrading, face fucking >> reader is in love with jk, jimin is in love with a reader, taehyung is just there being hot and flirty.

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Chapter 3 release:

1st of October 2022 > 8 p.m (CET)

Hour 2 "Jungkook's dare." Time: [12:13 AM]

"He's not into you."

Taehyung's blunt tone was irritating you. He was pointing at Jungkook, of course.

"Why are you stuck to me the entire night? I don't need your opinion. Besides, I'm not into him." You took a sip of your gin and tonic, ignoring Taehyung who stood next to you. You were leaning against the doorframe of the living room, observing Jungkook who sat at the couch with Hoseok and some of Jungkook's other friends you couldn't recognize.

"Right."

"I'm not!" You scoffed at him.

"Right right."

"What do you want? Am I really the most interesting person to talk to at your party?"

"Yes." He took a large sip.

"Well I'm not interested." "Interested in what? Having a conversation?" Taehyung smirked, his tone softening.

"Yes."

"Okay, how about we go over to Jungkook to talk to him then?"

"Tae, stop." You softly pulled on his arm, so he immediately stopped, getting the touch he needed from you.

"You're boring. Predictable." Taehyung scoffed, trying to stop looking at you, but his mind was truly teasing him. He thought you were quite attractive but wanted his main mission to remain solid. Also, Taehyung wanted to keep an eye on you, noticing how fast already you were drinking. So, you could say he was experiencing quite a drunken dilemma in his brain.

So, he made his second mistake of the night - stretching himself out over three plans-

1. Seeing the party version of you

2.Kissing you

3. Taking care of you to feel comfortable, since Jimin had his mind in the gutter and couldn't serve as a friend liability tonight.

"I don't know why I'm even talking to you. You're so annoying."

"Thank you." He giggled way too much at you. "Tae? Are you already shitfaced?" You spoke a sentence he always hated hearing.

"I thought you weren't like everybody else." He was so dramatic.

You chuckled truthfully the first time tonight. Taehyung smiled upon realizing. "Sorry to disappoint you. I'm boring just like everyone else." You slapped his shoulder playfully.

"God damn it. Now I have to find the second coolest person here." He played off well with your humor which you appreciated, especially since you were tipsy.

"Don't you mean the third, since I'm probably taking the second spot?" "Nah, I really think you're the coolest person here."

He looked into your eyes for longer than a second, which made you overthink his presence. In the shared silence, the common intoxicated confusion hit you after recapping the interaction with Taehyung in your mind. You started to understand a glimpse of what Jimin was talking about. Taehyung wasn't really a bad guy, but a very confused one. You still couldn't tell if his persona was real or totally made up by him.

"So, before you start acting all cute and I'm stuck with you, let's take a little tour then shall we?" You observed Taehyung, who was acting like a little boy, swinging left to right in a cute boyish manner.

"Yeah, I know a lot of gossip about people here." He sounded excited, guiding you towards the dance floor.

"No wonder why." You shook your head, following him. The open space living room with a dance floor was giving off a total different energy. You weren't a spectator from the kitchen anymore and you realized most eyes were pointed at you and Taehyung. In Taehyung's defense, this wasn't intentional at all. Okay, maybe a little bit. He just loved attention. Confusion hit you due to loud music that was chaotic to your drunk arms, legs and body, which didn't know how to dance like you're sober. So, you just bopped your head here and there, brining Taehyung closer, who was really enjoying the music and dancing quite well to it. Given he was drunker than you, it impressed you how little he cared.

"Okay, that girl in the red dress by the sofa? 4 o'clock?" Taehyung sneakily pointed.

"3 o'clock but yeah, whatever. What do you know about her?"

"Hoseok's party about two years ago. She lost her virginity in the bathroom. And she's one of those loud moaners, you get me? It was so funny." Taehyung's hand found a way to hold you by your waist and bring you closer so he could whisper to you.

"She was all like "Ah Jungkook... Ah, yes, like that, yes Jungkook!" He raised hit voice a little bit, making you shake your head at him.

"Why would you tell ME that? I don't want to hear that!." You crossed your arms, debating whether to leave immediately.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I forgot, okay?" Taehyung was speaking somewhat truth. He just didn't pay attention to those things often.

"Okay, I definitely don't want to hear anymore gossips."

"Then let's dance." Taehyung pulled you closer to himself, dancing by playing his hands onto your hips, holding your firmly. His large arms made the music feel less obnoxious - you finally felt safe and under control, in a totally weird way. Dancing and drinking with him really was fun. You began to realize why Jimin hung out with him so much. He was fun, cheeky, maybe a bit too forward, but fun nonetheless. And Taehyung brought that fun out of you. So, one of Taehyung's plans for you was really happening in front of him. He was seeing the party version of you, that really reminder him of your younger self, dancing and having fun at parties, talking with many people and engaging in small yet funny conversations.

You were really funny. You were so funny that Taehyung debated whether to stop making his plans come true and just leave you. You were playing with his mind more than you knew. Your hips moving were making him want to grip them and your cleavage showing off even more was making him want to take a peek of your breasts. He was really seeing you in a totally different light. So, naturally he despised alcohol for entangling his thoughts.

He knew just what he needed to calm down and not do anything for now. Weed.

Before you knew it, you were slipping into a more deeper confusion. Weed. Enemy for the body, healthy for the mind at most parties. You also lost Jimin from the smoking circle in the living room, who after barely smoking any weed, ran off somewhere, first to dance then god knows what. After smoking yourself, you finally became calm enough to just sink into the sofa next to Jungkook, your shoulders touching so effortlessly. Jungkook had already drank a fair amount given by the fact he would close his eyes here and there and just pass on the joint without smoking it. His still and barely moving body gave you comfort, making you love how he seemed strong like a rock but his skin rested incredibly soft.

It was weird that you were sitting on this couch, between him and Hoseok, who would lean over you to say something to each other every few minutes...or seconds, you couldn't catch up on the passage of time anymore. The usual time slowing high kicked in, making you hate how a whiff of Jungkook's perfume caught your nose without approval.

While you were trying to observe him even more from your peripheral vision, Taehyung had been staring at you for quite some time already. His eyes changed moods faster than your drug induced brain, his eyes hooded and red from what he's been smoking. At first, he was just chuckling to himself, but soon, his deep voice got even deeper, and tone softer.

Tick tock. Time moved way too slow and your posture was slouching too much. Soon, you felt as if you merged with the couch and became on, your right arm completely touching Jungkook's strong arm. He realized you made more contact, making you want to immediately start apologizing over the crowded dimmed smoke-filled living room.

"Oh, sorry. It was so comfortable, I just slid right in." You chuckled at yourself. He thought you were cute.

"No, no. Get comfortable. I don't care." He stretched his arm, softly pulling you to himself. You were leaning against him, his warm arms giving you comfort you needed, especially in this blurry and time spinning moment. Taehyung was mad. He kept distancing himself away from any conversation, catching eye contact with you as you were inhaling quickly and many times, running away from sobriety. Taehyung's eyes really were the most powerful weapon to use in the room due to loud music. Taehyung sometimes believed in telepathy, so he was trying to signal you something but was tripping over his own thoughts. Jungkook did, in fact, gain your full attention once wrapping his arm around you, getting comfortable.

"Would you rather..?!" One of Jungkook's friends pointed at Hoseok, who was casually talking to a girl next to him, both flirtatious towards each other. At least someone was good at it. Now, it was a common game they did. Whenever they got bored at parties, someone would exclaim a random truth or dare or a would you rather game to start some conversation, action, drama. Usually everyone booed it at first, but gave into the game quite easily, wanting the drama and gossip. Taehyung loved it. As you couldn't really hear what the person dared Hoseok, you realized it had something to do with him sticking his tongue down the throat of the girl next to him. Taehyung cheered for his friend, laughing along the way.

"You two. Jungkook." Hoseok got Jungkook's attention fast. "7 minutes in heaven or downing the "devil's" cocktail?" Hoseok asked Jungkook, making everyone intrigued. Jungkook smirked and gave himself a few seconds to decide his own fate. Usually 7 minutes in heaven game usually occurring in the small enclosed space like a closet which didn't involve sexual activity, based on your experience. Some use it for more intimate activities however in high school, on numerous occasions you spent 7 minutes in the closet with various boys, just talking and letting the time pass, avoiding the pressure of your peers who wanted you to fool around with someone. So it was quite flexible. You had quite a few soft kisses shared inside but drunken existential conversations were an reoccurring theme the last time you were at a party. On the other hand, the "devil's" cocktail was disgusting.

Basically, the dare is that everyone in the room must pour a little of their drink in the empty cup in the middle, the dared one must drink it, and usually, a mixture of so many alcohol drinks tasted disgusting and no one wanted to do it. Jungkook scanned the room. A cocktail containing beer, vodka, white wine, red wine and gin didn't sound great.

"See you later." Jungkook smoothly got up and took you by your hand, earning a few cheers from others but you were too focused on Jungkook to even look at Taehyung, who sighed in a disappointed manner, but giggled at how easily you were dragged away by Jungkook. You gulped hard as the two of you were getting to Taehyung's room. He locked the door from the inside. Jungkook opened a quite spacious closet, moving some shirts to the side so both of you would fit.

"We really need to get inside the closet?" You chuckled.

"You think they're not gonna come and stand by the door...eavesdropping?"

"I think Taehyung will for sure." You nodded and obliged, sitting inside. Jungkook sat next to you, closing the blinds shutter. The music from downstairs was heard so faintly, as Jungkook's breaths were louder than it. The slight light was poking through the blinds on the closet door, making your see parts of Jungkook's gorgeous face, but not in it's entirety.

"So." He caught you completely off guard, pulling you to to sit on him: If only you were sober to realize how real this moment was. What really took you off guard in the dark was the moment you felt Jungkook's soft lips on yours, attaching themselves firmly. He was doing it so casually.

"What are you doing?" You pulled away, whispering.

"Isn't this how you're supposed to play it?" He cocked his head to his right.

"Usually people just talk to avoid stupid dares like this from their friends." You were cursing yourself inside, completely disappointed that in this moment, you went out of your way to sabotage yourself. Pure, dumb panic.

"We played it a bit differently." He started squeezing your ass, his half erect member growing each second.

"Wanna play?" He chuckled through the whisper, kissing up your neck. His lips tasted of white wine and as you were kissing him, you grew hungry for his touch. He was grinding you onto himself, not letting your lips detach.

"I want to touch you." He whispered You hummed in approval, unbuckling his belt to wrap your fingers around his length. Jungkook threw his head back in pleasure, leaving his neck open. You took your shot and started kissing his neck, loving his perfume scent.

"Hey, Y/N."

"Hmm?"

"We don't have a lot of time so what do you want to do?" He whispered, his voice making you shiver. "I want you to eat me out." You spoke a bit too fast, totally immersed in the moment. Jungkook smiled as he continued kissing you. You got off him and pressed your back against the wooden surface, opening your legs wide. In response, he crawled towards you just to bite down on your bottom lip. Jungkook really reacted fast, sliding his long fingers down your panties. He started rubbing on your sensitive nub in circles, making you moan. He sped up the pace, loving how you sounded.

"You like that?"

"Y-yes." You moaned, feeling inferior. He immediately took over the dominant role. He left slow sloppy kisses down your neck and chest, stopping at your breasts to play with them. He pulled your top up, sucking on your nipple as his fingers started playing with your other one. You moaned his name, causing his member to feel progressively harder.

5 minutes left. Jungkook lowered his head towards your heat, causing your inner self to almost implode. He slid your panties off and began spitting on your already wet pussy, spreading the juices with his middle finger. Actually, Jungkook has never seen such a pretty pussy in his life, in this moment, he was so attracted to the dirty version of you, that was so desperate for him. Your fingers were going through his hair, bringing him closer.

Jungkook buried his face in your pussy, licking between folds. His hands wrapped around your upper thighs as he held a grip of your inner things, spreading your pussy wider. His nose brushed against your clit multiple times, making you grow even wetter. He began kissing around your clit, pressing his tongue against the throbbing nub, making you moan loudly. He pressed you down slightly and you immediately felt his tongue lick circles around your clit, savoring your taste.

“Ahh, fuck.“ You gasped, grabbing his hair. Jungkook almost lose focus at how hot your moans sounded. You felt yourself panic a little bit, remembering the horrible gossip Taehyung told you about the girl who slept with Jungkook at a party. You wondered if you were quiet enough, but now you knew why she was moaning. Jungkook was so good at eating you out, it surprised you. It wasn't just because you had a crush on him, he was really proving himself during these few minutes. He flattened his tongue and licked a long stripe up you, groaning at the enjoyable taste. After a few painfully slow kisses and licks, you began grinding onto him, wanting him to speed up his movements. He took the initiative and began kitten licking your clit, making you arch your back and grind onto his face even more. His fast licks got in sync with your fast grinding onto his face.

“Fuck, you’re so great.” You moaned out, only fueling up his ego even more to use his tongue even faster.

“Ahhhh, Jungkook.” You moaned his name out as you grabbed his hair again, making him intentionally brush his mouth even harder against your pussy. He groaned as he moved down to your entrance, tongue-fucking you from below. One of his hands held you for balance and his other hand began rubbing your clit fast, the wetness of your heat spreading all over his chin and mouth. You moaned out very loudly, arching your back even further as he rubbed you harshly.

Jungkook's dirty mind kept giving him ideas way too quick, so he was really switching his skillful techniques a lot. He slipped aa finger inside you, the wetness making it easy. "

Fuck yourself onto them." He groaned, pushing another finger in immediately. You grinded your hips, taking his long digits inside you. Jungkook new one thing. He knew he needed to see you take his cock tonight because of how much you were squirming in front of him. He was teasing himself a lot as well, brushing his hand against his dick every once in a while.

"Good girl." He groaned, attaching his lips with your clit. Jungkook spat on your pussy again, being a sucker for sloppy oral.

3 minutes left. There was so much spit on you, mixed with your wetness. Jungkook sped up his pace, fingering you so fast, you almost felt yourself coming apart. He was really good with his fingers. He began pumping them harder, the sloppy noise filling the tight closet space. You squeezed your breasts, feeling your climax approaching.

“Don’t stop. I’m gonna come.” You instructed him not to stop, the sensitivity making you whimper above him. Feeling him speed up his movements even more, you wonder how that was even possible. He was going so hard and so fast, you began uncontrollably moaning and wincing that you were sure you topped that other girl's moaning.

"Jungkook!” You exclaimed his name as your body stiffened, your orgasm washing over you. He was pumping you through your orgasm, smiling cheekily as he observed you. You shut your eyes and enjoyed every second, listening to his groans under you. Your leg twitched, feeling his tongue move up and down your folds and his hand grope your breast as it reattached from your clit.

30 seconds. You both chuckled at each other as you pulled your panties, but you reckoned you still had some time left. You began kissing him, moving yourself to sit on him again. You brushed your hand against his rock solid length.

"Hey, why don't you meet me later? I don't think there's time." He giggled, kissing down your neck.

"We can have a lot more fun." He added, making your almost drop your jaw at his flirty manners and smile. Was this finally happening for you?

"Alright. Meet me later." You kissed him again, your tongues playing with each other.

"Get out!! Time is over!! Stop playing!!" You heard people speak outside, both of you sighing.

"Fun." He spoke sarcastically as he got out of the closet, taking a tissue from the tissue box to wipe his hands.

"Very." You adjusted your dress and hair.

"You look normal. Pretty." He whispered, his shyness in total contrast to his perverted mind you just experienced.

"Thank you." You smiled at him and got closer to the door. He cheekily groped your bottom as you opened the door.

"See you later." He whispered, placing a kiss onto your earlobe. Sometimes, moments like these never feel real once you're at a party. Probably because you have no perception of consequences and your drunk mind was sort of forgetting his touches. Whatever it was, you could only focus on being thirsty, both ways, really. So, as you opened the door, you made truce with being one of those girls Jungkook fooled with at the party.

To your intoxicated mind, didn't seem too bad.

But were you going to become a product of Taehyung's never ending gossip?

NEXT CHAPTER

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dearweirdme · 7 months

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I feel strongly that jikookers must be really young or adults who are really lacking in the common sense and observational department because there's no way there's no way 😭

Imagine fighting tooth and nails and even going as far as visiting cc's anonymously of ppl who don't think the same as you to try to convince them ( more like convince yourself ) that two dudes in the kpop industry who have content after content of very common and usual fanservice, I mean almost kisses with cameras on every angel and on their faces, lots of narratives that come straight out of a company, they even be expecting eagerly their annual compilation of fanservice, the memories ( any rational adult with any idea of how the world works knows that that isn't the way a closeted gay couple would be treated when there's millions of investment in a group), also the body language (jikookers really can't read the most basic body language or they are pretending), the honest clear attraction between two other members etc, are in a relationship

They also be acting like reality is dependant on what ppl's opinion a private relationship is.....it doesn't matter what any of us think, who you try to convince or how much you try to convince yourself, reality won't change, facts won't change, our opinions don't have any influence in these people's feelings and lives, I need ppl to stop thinking with their desires and wishes and really start using their brains.....and I'm not saying this for the need to win any ship war, but bc i see how these delusions serve to harm real queer people and make their lives harder ( kpop and in this case their company has everything to do with this)

Hi @def-sowl!

Yes, absolutely! Going to rant a bit on your ask here.

What I have learned from the Jkkrs visiting my blog and from what I encounter when I look through tags... Jkkrs have a very strong focus on the 'romantic' parts of life. They allow for very little aside that. Everything Jk and Jimin do has a double meaning or they do it with the other in mind. You could so clearly see that when Jk released Seven... his clothes, his pictures, his jewelry, his lives... everything was connected to Jimin. That is not how real lives work. Jkkrs rarely think about reasons for Jk and Jimin's behavior outside the realm of romance. Jimin was unsure about his appearance so he sent Jk a selfie to show why... Jkkrs make it a naked selfie. JImin went to NY... Jkk date. Jimin doesn't talk about Jk on his lives... Jimin isn't ready/holds the ropes/whatever it was. The way they see Jk and Jimin is entirely built around the idea of them together. You can even see huge discrepansies in that, because at the moment they dont know whether to stick with the "Jkk is bold" or the "Jkk is laying low".

When thinking about the members, there's so much to take into account. They do not live normal lives for instance. I had this Jkk go on about Tae not knowing Jk's hotelroom number and how that meant they couldn't possibly be boyfriends. They do not take into account that those guys go from hotelroom to hotelroom at times, with only time to sleep at some days. It's nothing like schoolcamp or going on holiday. We as fans, cannot compare their situation to ours in the practical way. They have jobs that none of us experience, they have more money than us, they always have to be aware of 'image', they are 'being lived' at times... it's just.. we cannot relate. That doesn't mean we cannot incorporate those things when we think about how their lives might be though, and I feel Jkkrs absolutely lack in that regard.

That anon came back and showed me many tiktoks and tweets about how I am wrong and how Jkk is real (though stating they do not mean to try and convince me, they just like pointing out that I am wrong). But those vids, where all either fanservice or plain friendship. And you are right, they do not understand the subtlety of reading bodylanguage at all.

and I'm not saying this for the need to win any ship war, but bc i see how these delusions serve to harm real queer people and make their lives harder ( kpop and in this case their company has everything to do with this)

That is a very strong point you made, and yes I agree.

#taekook #straws

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wegonbealright-09 · 7 months

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So I've been thinking quite a lot about a lot of things since Tae debuted since the release of slow dancing and I've decided to put my thoughts into words

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So since Tae released and debuted officially there's been a lot going on around his debut at the same time nothing at all. I'm very surprised by the company's quietness. Hybe's quietness. Geffen records quietness I haven't seen a single post from the companies with regards to the debut and the release.

It's so bad like really bad. I'm pretty sure he's rethinking his decisions maybe wishes he has taken a different route because his debut is not that much different from the rap line. It'll be by luck if he sees the bb100 top 30. I mean the schedule was fucked up. How do you release the same day as the industries plant and expect good results. Kths trydefending themselves by saying that he didn't have a Collab before his debut like the other members. That's not an excuse good enough it's not a valid excuse at all considering that fact he "the most popular idol". You should have to have excuses when it comes to delivering. I knew they wouldn't do good in streams but I thought they could do better in MV views considering the fact that when they called him the most famous idol they would bring fancam views and engagements as evidence. By the way is it only me who notices that not only army has stopped posting updates about jimin they have stopped completely engaging in his posts and brand posts.?

So with what's going on rn. Many thought that scooter probably has beef or a problem with jimin but it doesn't only seem like that but it's also crystal clear that they're indeed pushing the "Jungkook biggest pop star" agenda. It's clear now that they've invested in jk only. Which makes me raise an eyebrow with regards to the group's future

Whilst on JK. I truly don't get him now. Idk I feel like whatever ever it is that he's doing its definitely not good and it's going to backfire in the long run. First of all his behaviour during the second chapter is very mhhhh. Idk he's been serving weird vibes and I feel like this is the real him. He's done concealing and putting on a facade and his personality is pure shite. First of all he smokes that's not very surprising to me. He's always wanted to be viewed as this tough guy, nonchalant guy who got zero chill and gives zero fucks. He's drank on live showed alcohol on a live not even Jin the CEO of Jinhit does that he's always made sure not to show alcohol when he drinks on a live. He's smoking nicotine and all that shite he probably smokes a blunt too. He's got a whole sleeve of tattoos. All these things I think he's tryna appears tough and all. But he behaves like a teen going through adolescent. You're 26 grow tf up and stop lurking on the internet, tryna be a bad boy you're half way to your thirties. Behave like your age.

And a part of me thinks this may all be fabricated, with the bad boy, fuck boy image he tryna have for his debut looking at seven the lyrics and all that now seen in the streets of NY smoking clearly looking at a camera knowing his being photographed, looks staged to me. When he was in SK he clearly panicked in that live when his vape was visible, that doesn't seem nonchalant to me because of he doesn't really give a fuck he should have gave a fuck then also, because he tries hiding the vape then. He might just be seen making out with a female or in a club somewhere with strippers shaking their ass on him. Which reminds me of the wild JB during his debut years scandal after scandal. Classic.

With all that's going on rn idk if BTS is really going to come back as a group in 2025 if they come back as a group jk is going to stand out like a sore thumb because you can't try and convince me that the members are absolutely okay with this. Them getting the bare minimum and jk getting everything. There's already been a shift in the group's energy you can see who's who. That ot7 shite don't exists no more. Tell me why would scooter invest millions on a guy that'll be gone in the next 7-8 months unless he's not going to serve with the rest of the group or when BTS comes back they'll be ot7 with the maknae gone. Gone to be the biggest pop star.

If BTS comes back in 2025 it'll be very much forced. Namjoon before FACE. He looked like he was done with the group barely mentioning it he looked like he was happy being a solo because his album was doing good. The FACE was released nigga was on some "I want better numbers" blah blah. He became jealous and insecure. Then there's yoongi with his bitchy attitude towards jimin which I won't even address. Then there's Tae and Jimin whom it is very clear that they're divorced the friendship is gone they're no longer close everybody can see. Now tell me how would it look like if they bahave like besties in their comeback when we clearly know they're not that close anymore? The there's JK, I know none of the members are okay with this preferred treatment him being treated like the next MJ. So you tryna when they come back as group if they will, it'll be rainbows and sunshine's, ot7 forever? Hell no.

There's alot going on rn. Tae trying to feed his delulu shippers by name dropping jk 100 times before his debut. Jk in his emo era again can't wait for jimin's birthday I want to see something

Well well well

#jimin #bts #bangtan #jungkook #kim taehyung #namjoon #controversial

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bluenpjm · 11 months

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HORUS ACADEMY CH.5 !

— to the writers @singguks @socksjini @bluenpjm, our comments and theories (MIGHT CONTAIN SPOILERS, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)

from @magicshopew: the ending was a HUGE cliff for me !! and this time around i have no clue to who elena is going to point out to be you !! i agree that tzuyu was very extra shady in that library scene .. but i doubt that if, BIG IF, you is indeed her, she would do it all by herself .

onto the fights because omg i lost my sh*t over the ones we got this chapter - someone protects our baby JK !! he wasnt ready for that throw down kajhjkjshd elena was feral and kaya girl o-o i didnt know you had it in you !! freya and namjoon were juggling like clowns jhdsj it was too funny omg

jin bestie .. i love you . what to even say !! i was living my best life every time he made an intervention jskhdak

pairings - sh*t will hit the fan if freya doesnt tell her secret to our homeboy JK let me just say !! their scenes were precious and i was in rage when mingyu showed instead .. kaya girl again .. OMG !! the library scene once again got me »»» and we all know what ship is sailing when it comes to tae ajhdsgkagd

* additional * was it only me or anyone missed archie as well ? i was waiting for drama boy-ihhh kjashdkjahds

from @dropsofjoonpiter: ok i actually suck when trying to guess who the culprit is. but i do feel in my gut it's not tzuyu the real you... LISTEN! i know, she's sus, but i feel she is an informant? for the real you. and my best guess is the real you is from that little group that got jungkook tied to the tree!

i won't even say much about this chapter be the bomb because cmon. it was so well written! the fights seemed real. i could actually picture the whole thing as if i was a student in horus kkkkkk

my fave this chapter got to be either jimin whining all the time and uhm??? breaking a lamp!!! OR yoongi was pretty badass and funny kkkk not him telling on tae kkkkkkk

the romance was over the roof period. i don't even have a fave, they all served different things for me and i'm here for it 🤍

from @rcseluv: I AM SHOCKED. that's my take on this chapter.

like Kook points out I don't even want to know who You is. I just want to know when are they all dating!!!!!

if I was studying there, I'd be checking my socials every second and I would thrive liking Elena's responses ahahah if I was in their shoes I don't think I would have the courage though! just imagine the whole school knowing stuff about you? yikes!

and I really think Tzuyu could be You. she is roommates with Freya right? it's really possible. and the way she looked at Namjoon with Kaya!!! that was creepy af.

Jimin and the teacher got me on nerves as soon as I started reading. I don't like Miss Bellum no matter how much he comes to her rescue... Mingyu was cute but eh... I'd rather ship Freya with Yoongi if Kook isn't her endgame.

MAZE SCENE got me cryingggg! they are precious together. I'm happy I was right about Kaya's ship ahaha the tea reference... Ugh! perfect together.

and can we talk about how everyone was running from Tae this chapter? ahahaahah I died. Elena was the only one hanging with him!!! even Freya was like omg my twin is too much ahahahahahaha

from @investigativelewis: You're hearing from me first but now that I think about it Tzuyu is not YOU.

What if Miss Bellum is the one?! I bet on her or Bambam. Because picture this: Miss Bellum was with Jimin the whole time apparently (ew.) and we all know Jimin is a lose mouth (well I'm assuming) so I don't know... Maybe I just don't trust the woman. But for Bambam it actually makes sense. He did do that thing with Jk and then when the fight started between Jimin and Archie he was the one inciting the whole thing... And Tzuyu is from his gang, that was written so.

Apart from that, the writting was ten out of ten. The fights were amazing!!! And I really wish we could get a tv series out of this because I pictured the whole school and it seems DREAMYYYYY! I can't stop myself from imagining cute dates between them... And the girls running away from Horus? Omg. They for sure know all the cool spots there, as confirmed by our queen Kaya.

I just loved this chapter too much! Made me want to go back to school myself ahaha didn't you feel that? That scene where they are all dozing off and then someone picks up their phone is just a throw back to my days in school. It was really nice!

from @narimiese: I am so~ lost after this one. Omo. I really thought you would be Archie,, but after this chapter Im not so sure anymore~

But thats not the important part 🤣🤣 What matters is when all the ships will be sailing~ One is! But the other two are rocky,,,, I really liked seeing Kaya and Joon~ They were too cute with each other! I fear for Hobis reaction but he will have to take it as it is I dont care~ 🤣

The tea scene was really really cute. I loved it~ And Freya omo... I was so sad for her after classes,, She seems to connect so well with Jeongguk and he doesnt move! Its frustrating~ 🤣

Elena was not having it,, And I really liked her part with Yoongi~!

Do you think Archie will let that thing at the games just be..? I was waiting him going after the Wolves 🤔

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ihearyou-jikook · 1 year

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JK, his visitors, & lil CK undies

Look, when I saw the Weverse notifications go off for Tae and JK yesterday I just sighed at work thinking, here we go yall.

I’m not gonna go over all the deets. We got good people out here like @kanmom51 doing the hard work, and Tumblr isn’t even putting it on the TLs so I highly encourage you to check it out here:

I do want to talk about how the wannabe Jikookers are crying like it's the end of the world because Tae….AND Hobi mind you, were at JK’s house. Like yall……🙄

First of all, ya boy Tae, he has a track record. If you know, you know.

He’s that friend that does shit either without thinking of the consequences and/or likes to shake things up cause they think it's funny. I have a few troll friends like that. I love them dearly.

JK is a genius and quick on his feet.

He was like: Initiate damage control even though I really need to finish this laundry and get my ass to bed. I got shit to do tomorrow, damn.

I mean, are you guys really out here ignoring how much JK was huffing and puffing throughout that live while folding laundry? Almost in disbelief that he was even doing it.

But the man knows how to multitask, he out here folding them CK undies like a boss. I really should be taking notes, need to start folding my husband’s undies properly cause JK out here putting me to shame.

Oh and another question for wannabe Jikook supporters.

Are you guys really out here still confused if Jikook shares a space at any given time? Like really?

Between JM’s celebration live on April 4 and JK’s undie live, they out here dropping hints left and right. And this is only in this past week. There have been many puzzle pieces that have been dropped in the past few years that all add up to them cohabitating somewhat regularly.

It really doesn’t matter if they are cohabitating or not, that doesn’t define a relationship, but they are literally serving you delicious appetizers with these hidden-in-plain-sight hints consistently and you keep refusing it.

Why?

I don't know, maybe you like how it feels.

But I am full on these appetizers and we haven't even gotten to the main course yet. Jikook takes good care of me. I stay fed.

Check out Kanmon51’s post about JM’s celebration live from April 4 if you haven’t already.

And lastly just as Kanmon51 mentioned, K-Kookminers/K-Jikookers whatever you wanna call them, they know what is up. They are not pressed by Tae | Kook shippers.

If you don’t understand that Jikook are Korean men, who live in Korea, exhibit Korean culture, check off every box of a Korean couple in their culture, and are a queer closeted couple, then what are you doing claiming you are a Jikook supporter?

If you don’t get it, well don't let the door hit you on the way out.

I'm over here thinking about JK nicely folding some Jimin red CK undies and how nicely Jimin ties his man's hair back neatly. 🫠

#jikook #kookmin

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lokisasylum · 2 years

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Just gonna leave this here for the wanna-be dietitians, the fake concerned anons (we know ya'll are antis looking for validation, Martha, stfu), the ones that "get triggered" about these topics ONLY when its about Jimin.

[In case you're wondering which variety show OP is referring to. I do think they are confusing "Please Take Care of My Refrigerator" where JinMin went together---and the BS&T diet was brought up---with Baek Jong Won’s Top 3 Chef King (both shows happened in 2017), where Jin and apparently Jhope? went together, and Jin confessed to having this diet where he ONLY ate 2 packages of chicken breasts (each package had 2 servings) per day FOR A YEAR in order to loose weight until he gave up since he didn’t feel well.]

Another not-so-gentle reminder that Tae mentioned that he was told to loose weight before this recent photoshoot and showed pics on IG of what he ate. But armys weren't concerned, instead they praised him "for his efforts" & "working hard".

JK only drank water for a couple of weeks & worked out like crazy prior to some of the last concerts to the point that RM was worried and talked about it on vlive, but everyone just said "aw, poor kookie" and moved on. Not to mention that RM got DRAGGED for even daring to talk about "JK's weight" when its "none of his business". (don't even get me started on Butter era and that one diet that none of the members knew about and found out during vlive also...)

Jhope didn't eat or sleep properly before Lollapalooza due to stress, too much pressure and whatnot. You could literally SEE how bad he looked in many of the photo updates he put up on ig and weverse. But guess what? No one cared about that "cause he was gonna KILL IT at "Hobipalooza", "The FIRST and ONLY bts member to do so", "What a LEGEND". (And if you look at pics of him a week or two AFTER lollapalooza he STILL looked so skinny you could make out the bones on his arm. Just look up the pics of when he and RM went to see Billie Eillish’s concert).

Even after he himself talked about it on his live and how he only came to eat his first meal when Jimin went to support him. AND EVEN THEN, all you saw in the comments & social media was:

"Aww Jiminie is such a good friend."

"Such an Angel"

"Jimin the best brother"

"Jimin the best human being"

"Be good, be like Jimin".

Oh but when Jimin is the one talking about loosing weight ('cause he gained a bit during the summer). THAT is when the narrative changes to:

"Oh he has an ED."

"He's always SO insecure about HIS BODY."

"Damn those fucking Korean beauty standards are BRUTAL--"

"He's falling back into bad habits."

"I wish i could shake him and scream in his face that he's perfect no matter what."

"Unbelievable, can he STOP?"

"Will somebody PLEASE THINK OF THE CHILDREN??"

Okay so explain to me, how does he have an eat*ng d*sorder when we've seen tons of videos of him (and i'm only gonna count the fancams) since he went to Chicago for Lollapalooza all the way to LA, eating, drinking, feasting, having the time of his life next to Staff members, celebs, producers all summer long.

(The ONLY time we actually saw him "holding back" on eating too much was during the VHopeMinKook live and it was because of Jungkook since allegedly they were gonna eat together after JK came back from working out-post-concert)

Oh no, but suddenly he has a non-existent ED for wanting to loose the weight he gained during the summer. (because he DID mentioned earlier that he gained a bit back then, but like.... that's all of us? We all gained weight during summer lol Even I'm trying to loose the 5 pounds I gained).

Bottom line is... he's a grown ass man (almost 27 was it?), its HIS body, he knows what he's doing and WHY he's doing it. This isn't 2016, the circumstances are NOT the same compared to back then and we need to let that shit GO!

FOR GOOD.

If you really are this easily triggered by someone else actions about THEIR image and body, then maybe its time YOU stood away from social media and get REAL HELP, for YOURSELF.

#bts #jimin #park jimin #bantansonyeondan #bts vlive #weverse live #jin #jhope #v #jungkook #rm

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roo-bastmoon · 2 years

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When you message me...

Please don't send me links to "feeder" fetish fics. I'm in recovery for an emotional binge eating disorder and I have to take it one day at a time, one hour at a time. I'm not out to kink shame, folks can read and write whatever they fancy, but seeing someone sexualize what, to me, is a serious mental and physical health issue, is pretty triggering. I'm responsible for my own internet experience, so I just mind the tags and block any uncut/untagged fics and users and so it's all good. I don't go looking for that kind of thing on purpose. So please don't send it to me, even as a joke.

Please don't keep sending me asks comparing Jimin and Jungkook's relationship with Taehyung and Jungkook's relationship. I'm a Jikook fan. Obviously I believe Jimin and Jungkook's bond is uniquely intimate and romantic, whereas I think Jungkook and Taehyung have a very sweet, playful, lovely friendship. Nothing more needs to be said on the matter, unless any of the boys comes out and tell us something new. I'm not going to dissect a lot of Tae and JK's interactions, looking for "weaknesses." That just seems really disrespectful to what is an obvious bond between two members and I am truly OT7, so don't do that, please.

Please also don't ask me to waste time reacting to what their shippers think of as "proof" of Taekook or what they have to say about Jimin. I'm very secure in the knowledge that Jimin and Jungkook love each other, whatever their relationship status is, and I truly mean when I say their happiness is what matters most to me. The rest just doesn't equate to much. As long as no one is sending members hate or threats, I'm happy to live and let live. Of course I'll report and block if folks get abusive. But I think if I spend too much time focused on the negative behavior of other fans, I might subconsciously equate that negativity with their favorite members... and I never want to do that. For example, I really do love and appreciate Tae, flaws and all, I see him as a real live 360-degree human. I don't want cult members to tarnish my good opinion of him. I love and support all of BTS. So I want to focus on that, and deprive the assholes of attention. With that in mind, let's not keep going round and round about that kind of stuff, okay?

Listen, I love to discuss ideas and to delve into specifics, I really do, but it's big wide world, and people can think whatever they want (including that JK hides in the trunks of Tae's cars during Vlogs, or that Jimin is compelled to do fanservice with JK in order to stay on the team, or that Tae flies home from photoshoots just in time to celebrate JK's birthday as proof they are married).

It's all good. I am not out to police anyone's thoughts. I am just here, in my own little corner of the internet, marveling at Park Jimin and his love for Jeon Jungkook. That's pretty much all I'm serving here.

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bangtanfancamp · 3 years

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Got to see the end of fire!!! Taehyung! Chill out! 😍

#excellence #fire has some of my favorite choreo #Tae jimin and JK really serve so much #bts muster 2021 #sowoozoo day 2

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honeymoonjin · 3 years

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ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ot7 x reader || ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 7.1k || ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: smut - rated 18+

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ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: both non-sexual and sexual pet play, dom!jimin, sub!jk, sub!tae, handjob, yoongi and yn pretending like they don't wanna suck the souls out of each other, exhibitionism, voyeurism, mutual masturbation

A/N: welcome back to my best boys ;;;;-; this chapter is being cross-posted from ao3. in the future i'll try and upload in both places at the same time!

DAY TWENTY-THREE

It’s two blocks of pure ice that wake Taehyung up that Tuesday morning. Before he’s even really coherent, he’s hissing and tucking into a ball away from the cold.

“Puppy, shh, it’s just me.”

Even as those chilled items that Tae can tentatively identify as feet tuck between his bare legs, he goes lax and accepts the body that wraps around his curled back. “Minnie,” he mumbles, and it’s so quiet that the older boy probably doesn’t hear, but his grip tightens anyway. “‘What time ‘s it?”

“Early, I’m sorry.” Jimin’s voice, unlike his thawing toes, blows warm across the back of Taehyung’s neck. “Missed you.”

A sleepy smile of bliss crosses Taehyung’s face for exactly three seconds, at which point he recalls the fact that he didn’t go to sleep alone tonight. Shooting up so quickly that his shoulder catches Jimin’s chin, Taehyung peels his eyes open to see Jungkook, awkwardly hugging a pillow to his chest with his legs crossed.

He bites his lip, avoiding their gazes. “Sorry, I, uh, don’t mean to disturb.”

“Shoot.” Jimin rubs his face blearily. “I didn’t see you there, Jungkookie. I should go-”

“No, no, stay,” Taehyung begs hurriedly, launching himself back onto the mattress and wiggling himself back into the curve of Jimin’s front. “Jungkook, um, you can come cuddle too if you want. I like being middle spoon.”

The youngest gazes back and forth at them, never resting long enough for eye contact. His indecision is palpable, but there’s a pleased glimmer too. “Is that...okay with Jimin-hyung? I don’t wanna intrude.”

Jimin’s voice is soft, his eyes slipping closed as he eases his face into the crook of Taehyung’s neck, arms snaking around his torso. “You can be a part of us too, Jungkookie.”

The words are perhaps more intimate than Jimin even realises, and in the vulnerable setting of a bed in the early morning hours, Jungkook’s hard swallow is audible, before he slowly puts the pillow aside and tucks his feet under the covers, slipping down. It’s not until Taehyung’s arm is his headrest and the other one provides a comforting weight low on his hips that he speaks up again. “Do you… do you mean that just for now, or… Or for good?”

“What do you think, Minnie?” Taehyung’s fingertips trace lazily over the bare skin that’s exposed by Jungkook’s shirt riding up. “Can we keep him?”

Jimin hums in affirmation. He’s just about asleep again, but Taehyung can feel his pleased smile against his shoulder. “Of course we can, puppy.”

The repeated nickname causes Taehyung’s heart to twitch just as his dick does. It’s no less endearing and special, but Jungkook is still perfectly awake and right there, and it feels a little confronting.

But Jungkook just chuckles, twisting around in Taehyung’s slack embrace to face him, eyes bright. “If you’re a puppy, what am I?”

Taehyung’s careful not to jostle Jimin. He’s begun snoring, nothing more audible than regular snuffling, but still Tae doesn’t want to disturb that rest. “What do you mean, Jungkookie?”

He scrunches his nose, thinking away. “Well, there’s Minnie and there’s puppy. I want a cute nickname too if I’m gonna be - you know - with you guys.”

“Jungkook,” Taehyung begins haltingly, “Jimin calls me puppy because… God, it feels silly saying it out loud. He calls me puppy because sometimes when we’re together I go into puppyspace. You know; like petplay.”

“That’s not silly,” Jungkook says reflexively, even as his eyes widen and lips part. “What’s it like?”

“Puppyspace?” Taehyung asks. Jungkook nods eagerly, and the motion is transferred through Tae where they connect, making Jimin grunt and bury his nose deeper into the crook of his neck. “It’s so peaceful, Jungkookie. He takes care of me so I don’t have to think. I can nap and cuddle and play, without all of the stresses of life. It feels all warm and cosy, you know? I love it.”

Jungkook’s eyes sparkle in wonder, his fingers finding their way to Taehyung’s worn black sleepshirt, fiddling with the hem. “Can I try? How do you… how do you know if you can do it?”

Behind Taehyung, Jimin lets out a half-asleep groan, his nose pressing against the taller one’s back. “Of course you can try. Let’s just sleep for now, though? I’m sure Minnie can play with both of us later.”

It’s that promise that allows Jungkook to settle, nodding with a tentative hum and shifting down so that his head can rest in the crook of Taehyung’s neck. Taehyung falls back under like this, with a heartbeat thrumming against his back and soft, even breaths tickling his bared shoulder.

“Hobi?”

Hoseok pauses, frothed toothbrush clamped between his teeth. “Mmng?”

“I don’t-” you cut yourself off, clearing your throat to dislodge the thickness that distorts your voice. “Can we not tell them?”

He bends over to quickly spit out the majority of toothpaste, but when he stands upright to face you again there’s a smear on his chin. “Tell them what?”

You blink. “Last night. I just… I don’t want them to- to pity me or treat me like I’m glass or anything. I know it won’t happen again, it was just…” Shrugging hopelessly, you give up on trying to put words to it. “I don’t know.”

The dom remains silent for a few moments, lips pursed in thought. “The chicken must have been bad,” he concludes.

Bewildered, you cock your head to the side. “Huh? What chicken?”

“You and I went out for dinner at this fried chicken place, but when you got home last night it made you sick. That’s why you aren’t quite yourself today. I’ll get Yoongi-hyung to make some hangover soup.” His eyes are warm, pulling you into a comforting one-armed hug. “Just the chicken, that’s all. Yeah?”

You swallow down the swell of gratitude and instead bury yourself into his safe embrace. “Yeah. That’s all.”

To his credit, Yoongi doesn’t ask questions, pushing all his concern into his cooking. The doctor all but feeds you himself, hovering with a furrowed brow and a napkin. Strangely enough, his fussing goes a long way in cheering you up, and you let the events of yesterday wash away with the salty broth.

Hoseok hangs around for a while before going down to do some laundry, Namjoon briefly jumps in to steal a spoonful directly from the pan, eyes never leaving the novel he’s holding open with a single hand. Even Jungkook stumbles in blearily at one point, nose first, requesting an extra two bowls for Jimin and Taehyung as well.

You’re onto your second serving by the time it’s just Yoongi and you. He’s pulled up a chair beside you, cradling a coffee. “I got a text this morning, you know,” he begins gently. “I can ignore it if you’re not up to it.”

It takes you a moment to process his words, recalling Sejin’s instructions the day prior. “It’s your day, then?” He nods silently, scanning you for any reaction. You hum, spoon swirling lazily in the dregs of your breakfast. “I’m up to it,” you answer finally, “if you are.”

“Always,” Yoongi replies immediately, voice bared and soft. His hand passes over yours, squeezing briefly, before he stands up and clears the bowls from the table. “Aspirin is in the pantry if you need it, blue container.”

You give him your thanks, left alone as he disappears upstairs.

Grabbing a glass and pouring yourself some water, you track down the aspirin and take out two tablets, grimacing as the bitterness sticks to your tongue. While you may not actually be sick, a headache was beginning to bloom between your brows.

So much had happened in the past few days, you almost felt like you’d gotten whiplash. The early days of lounging around the house and chasing pleasure seemed so distant. Feelings tangled things up more each day, unraveling quicker than you can get a hold on them.

It wasn’t just you, either. You saw the way the guys looked at each other, how gentle they were, how thoughtful. It was in the little things. Jungkook’s laundry pile started featuring clothes from the other maknaes; Namjoon and Hoseok always sat so close together, even when there was room on the couch; Yoongi had started giving the others bigger portions when he cooked, even as his stayed the same. And Jin…

You startle when a door opens, glass almost slipping from your hands. It’s the unfilmed room across the stairs. You frown as a tall figure slips out, swamped in a massive pink hoodie that you’d never seen in the house before. A sleeve-covered hand reaches up to rub under the hood, dark hair poking out. Your breath catches. Jin…

He moves across the hall gingerly like his body aches, hand never leaving his face as he grumbles sleepily. For a split second, your mind entertains the thought of sprinting past before he sees you, avoiding the conflict that is no doubt upon you.

But only for a split second. Because the only thing worse than being confronted by him is not seeing him at all. You wait, instead, until he rolls his shoulders back, tipping his face to the ceiling to stretch out his spine. The hood falls back, exposing a serious case of bedhead, tired eyes, and sallow skin. But it’s Jin nonetheless, beautiful despite his apparent exhaustion, and your heart breaks again for being the one to cause this.

He notices you when his head comes back down from the stretch, and were you not in such despair you may have cracked a smile at the way he jumps. “Y/n…” he mumbles, voice barely audible.

Your mouth goes dry. Even if it wasn’t you don’t know what to say, simply bracing yourself for anger.

He doesn’t stiffen his features, however, simply watching you with melancholy eyes. “You look sad,” he says weakly.

Your heart is racing a hundred beats a second at just hearing him speak to you, and it takes you that much time just to process his words, eyes pricking sharply. “I am sad,” you reply honestly, blinking the wetness away. “You look tired,” you whisper in return.

His bottom lip trembles, before flattening tightly. Instead of responding verbally, he just nods.

The two of you sit in that silence for a while. Jin’s breathing is ragged, his eyes unfocused as they slip past you. You think you might be sick with the way your stomach flips.

Finally, you can’t stand the silence. “Are you still mad at-” you begin, but your words die in your throat as you’re enveloped tightly by him, clutching you so close that your chest constricts. The tensed breath you didn’t know you were holding rushes out of you with a sob, and your arms fly up to hug him back, just as tightly.

There’s nothing more than just a simple hug, but your heart is still full, almost overwhelmed by the cathartic relief of having him close to you again, his chin resting on the crown of your head, his hands rubbing circles on your back, the gentle sway as he rocks you in the hold.

It lasts for an eternity too short, and when he pulls away you feel untethered, already pining for that contact again.

His eyes are swimming, though you see the way he tightens his jaw to hold it back. “I’m devastated,” he admits, “but I miss you too much to ice you out like this. I need time but god, I don’t want space. Can you give me time?”

You’re nodding hastily, sniffing as your nose threatens to run. “Of course, Jin. I’ll be here. I… I think I-”

“Don’t-” he interrupts sharply, sucking in a shaky breath. “Don’t let now be the first time we say it. Later,” he promises.

We. Your skin breaks out in goosebumps, electricity thrumming along your nerves. You let that word settle you, repeating it in your head as Jin sends you a sad smile - but a smile nonetheless - and takes his leave, disappearing upstairs.

You decide to take a bath, in the end, letting yourself soak in the thought of “we” a little longer.

“So, what, we start barking? Chew on some sticks?”

Taehyung colours violently and Jimin sends Jungkook a sharp glare in rebuke. “Say less,” he scolds the youngest, before reaching up to run his fingers through Taehyung’s hair, breaking up the curls. “We just ease into it. Taehyung doesn’t use it for humiliation or anything like that, he just likes being taken care of. Isn’t that right, pup?”

Taehyung hums, eyes already fluttering as he leans his head into Jimin’s palm. The three of them had migrated onto Taehyung’s now-made bed after their breakfast after Jungkook once again mentioned wanting to try petplay.

Significantly larger than Jimin, Taehyung has to awkwardly shuffle down the mattress further to rest his head in Jimin’s lap, but Jungkook can immediately see the lines of stress that melt away once he does so. Jimin smooths his hand down to cup the younger’s chin, delicately stroking the soft flesh as if he were patting a sleepy dog.

“You’ll just watch for now,” Jimin instructs Jungkook without removing his gaze from Taehyung, “and if it feels right, you can join in. There are no expectations and no rules, only to respect the process and don’t disrupt Tae’s petspace. Got it?”

Jungkook swallows as Jimin chooses that point to lift his steeled gaze, brows high as he waits for Jungkook to agree. “Got it,” the youngest confirms. He gets comfy, tucking his feet under him and leaning up against the pillows.

“Such a lucky boy,” the dom begins with his voice like melted sugar. “Dogs aren’t meant to be up on the furniture. But you’ve been good lately, so I thought I’d treat you.”

Taehyung’s eyes flutter closed. He shuffles slightly, stretching one leg out until his ankle dangles off the edge of the mattress, but doesn’t audibly respond.

Jimin chuckles fondly through his nose, hand running down to rub up and down Taehyung’s clothed tummy, which is now facing upwards. “Oh, pup,” he coos, “you must be tired after the big walk. How about we rest for a bit, and we can play later?” Instead of waiting for a response, the dom just gasps like he’s forgotten something important. “Oh! Your collar! I must’ve taken it off when I took off the leash. Never mind; Jungkook, dear, could you get me the brush and collar out of the bedside table? Bottom drawer.”

It feels like the very particles in the air shift when Jungkook is ripped away from the observer role and into an active participant. He swallows away the dryness in his throat to little avail and nods, fumbling with the drawer handle and pulling out a barely-used hairbrush and velvet dog collar. “These?” he asks redundantly, nerves settling when Jimin gives him a pleased smile and holds out his hand.

“Alright, little puppy,” Jimin announces, his voice lilting easily back into the candyfloss tone that all owners used with their pets. “Let’s give you a brush before we put your collar back on. I don’t want your coat getting matted.”

Taehyung gives a small, throaty hum and lifts himself laboriously up onto his elbows, tipping his head up to his master. Jimin pats his cheek warmly and calls him a good boy, and Jungkook gets a front row seat to the beautiful sight of a sleepy, lusty Kim Taehyung going pink in the face, a shy smile twitching his lip.

‘Brushing his coat’ is just brushing his hair, but even Jungkook can see that the technique is slightly different. Jimin does it slowly, methodically, line by line from the front to the back, then reaching around to the nape of his neck to give it a good brushing there - Taehyung all but shivers at each swoop of the brush - even folding down each ear when he goes past. Watching it is nothing short of mesmerising, and Jungkook feels his spine tingle, wanting to feel it too.

Was it too soon to join? He could always ask for the brush later, he decided. Though even as he reached that conclusion, the thought was slipping out of his mind sand through fingers, hazier and hazier the more he listened to Jimin’s lull tone and watched his patient movements.

“There we go,” the dom whispers, passing the brush over one last time to settle all the curls in their rightful place, “much better now. Chin up, pup; time for your collar.”

Taehyung’s chin lifts the minutest of degrees. Jimin waits for a moment, but the brown-haired boy looks almost like he’s falling asleep on the spot, swaying slightly as his elbows prop him up.

“Silly me,” Jimin tuts with a smile, reaching out to manually adjust Taehyung how he wants him. “Doggies can’t understand human words, can they?” Like a proud parent, he turns to Jungkook, grin widening as he sees the state the boy is in. “I am trying to teach Tae-tae some commands. Sit, lie down, wait. Suck. He’s getting better.”

With that, the dom grabs the collar off the duvet and fiddles with the buckle, undoing it so that he can wrap it carefully around Taehyung’s neck. The process reminds Jungkook much of what happened when his parents put a collar on his childhood dog: slipping a finger under the material to test how snug it was, shifting it around until the small dangling pendant was to the front, giving it a little tug to ensure the buckle was on right.

At the gentle tug, Taehyung practically topples, going lax with his face down on Jimin’s thigh and snuggling down, breaths even. Jimin doesn’t comment on it, simply humming in acknowledgement and returning to softly stroking his back and shoulders. But he does glance over to Jungkook again, eyes glinting. “Do you wanna come a little closer, hm?”

At the invitation, Jungkook almost trips himself scooting over, wrapping his arms around one of Jimin’s and holding it to his chest. Seeing the tender moment shared between Taehyung and Jimin had made him feel positively touch-starved, desperate to feel some of that sweet attention.

Jimin’s eyes widen in bemusement before twisting his hand in Jungkook’s grip and giving his stomach a little scratch. “Goodness me, little energizer bunny, huh?”

Jungkook whines, recognising that higher-pitched voice. He was being talked to like a pet, and the thought made his insides hot. He presses his face against Jimin’s shoulder, feeling the heat on his skin there too.

“No need to get all shy on me now, bun,” Jimin teases. “I’ve already seen that little friend in your pants. Well, I suppose he’s not that little.”

Jungkook tightens his arms around Jimin’s one, wanting to rock his hips up to feel some friction. He just squirms instead, hoping his need is answered. “Jimin-hyung.”

Jimin sucks in a breath. “Can this bunny speak, hm?”

Jungkook blinks, the furnace inside him cooling for a moment. “Am I not… supposed to?”

“I’m not telling you off, I’m asking,” Jimin explains softly, cocking his head down at the potentially-sleeping Taehyung in his lap. “Tae-tae likes to be non-verbal. It’s just preference. Would you rather keep speaking?”

After a moment of thought, Jungkook nods, then props his chin up, sending Jimin his best puppy eyes. “Minnie, I need you,” he pleads in a small voice, writhing against him again.

Jungkook’s fingers curl when Jimin’s hand dips lower suddenly, grasping his length from over the fabric of his sleep shorts. The pleasure is like a bolt that shocks his whole body, and when Jimin strokes him once, the texture of the fabric increasing the friction, the guttural sound that falls from his lips is more animal than human.

Jimin just smiles placidly, patting the throbbing heat once. “Does it hurt, bun? Want me to make it go away?”

“Y-yeah.” Jungkook’s breath is shallow with excitement. This feels like new territory, relying fully on Jimin to relieve the ache, too helpless, too stupid to do anything about it himself, just a dumb bunny with a generous owner.

“You’re drooling, bun,” Jimin points out, voice raspy with arousal. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.”

Jungkook feels fingers at the elastic band of his shorts before Jimin withdraws. He whines, a pout threatening to form, but the dom just runs his fingers and palm over Jungkook’s mouth and chin. Then, when his hand delves in and grips Jungkook, he’s slick with Jungkook’s own drool, the slide wet and hot and electric.

He moans, but saliva won’t stop gathering in the hollows of his mouth. It’s like it’s impossible to close it at all, every firm, purposeful stroke making it harder to do that basic function.

“Noisy boy,” Jimin scolds, though there’s no venom to his tone. “You might wake the puppy up, bun.”

With a strangled groan, Jungkook’s head flops down, his teeth banging against Jimin’s shoulder. A thought floats across his dazed mind, of pressing his teeth into skin, lovebites to colour the bronze.

But his teeth don’t sink into flesh. Fabric fills his mouth. Jimin’s shirt. His teeth don’t stop, though. On the contrary, he chews on the cotton, letting it muffle the sounds he can’t help but make.

“Oh, good boy,” Jimin praises warmly, his hand speeding up mercilessly to pitch Jungkook over the edge. There’s no foreplay, no kisses or teasing touches. His hard cock is a problem that his master is kind enough to solve, that Minnie-hyung is making go away, and he won’t stop until his bunny has finally-

When Jungkook comes, his whole body feels it like an earthquake. Every muscle jerks, pulses so that his toes curl and his core trembles, the drool soaking the fabric of Jimin’s shirt now until he feels it run down his own neck, blubbering through the waves of it.

Jimin slows down after the first burst of cum, but doesn’t stop, only tightening his grip like he’s milking every last drop out.

Once the tides of pleasure have dipped back down again, Jungkook goes boneless, whimpering until the hand finally leaves his softening, oversensitive cock.

He’s panting, all of his body weight on Jimin to stay upright, and it takes a few moments for his senses to properly return to him, his heart still beating erratically in his chest. “Oh, fuck.”

Jimin giggles elfishly, before reaching up to tap on Jungkook’s bottom lip with wet fingers. “You made such a mess, little bunny. Clean it up, now.”

Jungkook welcomes the digits, blinking blearily as the bitter tang of his own cum fills his mouth. He sucks Jimin’s fingers clean two at a time, swirling his tongue between them dutifully. It isn’t until he’s done and Jimin is praising him that he restores enough energy to sit up again.

Across from him, Jimin peels the soaking wet sleeve of his shirt off his shoulder, laughing softly in good humour even as his brows furrow at the weird feeling. Before Jungkook can offer up an apology, Jimin is stripping it off entirely, chucking it away and rubbing at his now-bared chest. “Much better,” he muses to himself. After a moment of letting Jungkook clear his head, Jimin turns to him, his dry hand returning to lazily card through Taehyung’s curls. “How was it, Jungkook?”

“Uh,” Jungkook replies eloquently, feeling the way his cock still throbs every few seconds in aftershocks. “Uh.”

“That’s what I thought,” Jimin states proudly, before sending Jungkook a serious gaze. “We’ll talk later, yeah? When your dick isn’t hanging out.”

Jungkook flushes, scrambles to tuck himself away, and the movement jostles the bed enough that Taehyung groans, craning his neck up with bleary eyes and rumpled hair.

The two sitting on the bed go silent. Jimin cocks his head to the side and cups Taehyung’s cheek. “Were you- Tae-tae, did you just have a nap in the middle of the scene?”

Taehyung beams sleepily, eyes still lidded. “Mm.”

“Tae! Are you out of petspace now?”

“Think so.” With a dramatically loud cry, Taehyung reaches an arm up into a deep, arching stretch, rubbing at his eyes once he’s done. “Mm, yeah, definitely. My foot has kinda gone dead too.”

As Taehyung sits up to rub at his foot, pressing his thumbs into the muscle, Jimin’s shoulders sink with a deep pout. “Tae-tae,” he whines again, “you know I like playing with puppy.”

“Sorry,” Taehyung replies easily, though it doesn’t sound like he is in the slightest, “I guess I just wanted to destress more than anything. I didn’t sleep so well last night.”

Jimin’s face softens, his complaints dissolved at Taehyung’s words. Without a verbal reply, he just reaches out, hooks his finger on the neckline of Taehyung’s shirt, and pulls him in for a kiss, humming into it slightly.

The movements, the touches are so natural and intimate that Jungkook feels like he’s intruding. It only lasts a moment before they break apart to go shower, but it’s enough time to sear the sight behind Jungkook’s eyelids. Maybe he’d been allowed to join them in their scenes, even cuddle with them, but he wasn’t a part of that bond that tied Jimin and Taehyung so strongly together. The thought sinks in his stomach, and he decides to skip the shower, getting dressed instead for a long workout downstairs.

When you knock on his door, Yoongi is at his desk, a pair of black-framed reading glasses perched on the bridge of his nose. He glances up, an eyebrow lifting in mild surprise.

“To what do I owe the pleasure?”

You muffle a smile at his domestic getup - a grey t-shirt hangs off, far too big for him but outlining his chest and strong shoulders nonetheless, and his long black sweatpants all but cover his bare feet, toes tapping the carpet unconsciously as he waits for your reply. “I’ve been informed that today is your day.”

“Ah, checking in to the Fuck Hotel, I see,” he quips casually, slipping his glasses of and shutting the lid of the laptop he was working on. “We do have one vacancy.”

“Is that so?” you say, unable to stop your grin as he stands up from his office chair and rolls his head back like an athlete warming up.

“Comes with a continental breakfast,” he assures, before ducking his head with a sheepish chuckle. “God, hyung is becoming a bad influence on my sense of humour.” With slightly pink cheeks, he stretches out a hand towards you, before jerking it back and freezing, fingers curled and tensed. “Wait. Shit.”

You frown, glancing down at yourself, but nothing seems out of the ordinary. “What is it?”

“Hm. I just remembered my prompt, is all.” He takes a step back with a thoughtful furrow of his brows, clenching his hands into fists and putting them behind himself. “Dammit, I was meant to think of a game plan but I got distracted sorting out- uh- client emails.”

“Was this a bad time?” you ask with a light laugh, even as you cast a guilty glance towards the laptop. A month in and he was still doing work?

“No! No, it’s fine, it’s just…” Wincing, Yoongi scratches at the back of his neck and takes another step back, gesturing down at himself, and at the messy work desk. “I’m not in sexy mode yet. I look like a stay-at-home dad trying to work out how to order groceries online while my toddler is finally having her 2pm nap.”

You pause before an incredulous laugh bubbles out of your throat. “Okay, first of all, I think stay-at-home dads are very sexy, and I happen to think that you are very sexy. Secondly, ‘her?’ Why was that whole analogy so specific?”

Yoongi huffs defensively, petulantly throwing himself down to sit on the bed with his legs splayed wide. “I used to have a life plan, okay? But that’s not relevant now. The point is, I haven’t worked out how to do a good scene. I don’t want to it to be disappointing. Or, god forbid, boring.”

Your frown just deepens. “It doesn’t need to be an elaborate setup, Yoongi. Just fuck me. Touch me, at least. I can’t believe we’re still both wearing all our clothes when I’ve been very explicit about my intentions.”

You don’t miss the wince that flutters across his face. “That’s kinda the issue. Touching you, I mean.”

“You don’t wanna touch me?”

“I-” Yoongi all but stomps his foot, teeth clenching in frustration. “Of course I fucking want to, but I have to stick to my prompt, Y/n.”

Your mouth drops open. “So your prompt is that we can’t even touch each other? Doesn’t exactly sound very appealing for a porn show.”

He clicks his tongue. “You can still touch me,” he corrects with a dry gaze.

Unconvinced, you narrow your eyes. “Isn’t that convenient?” you question rhetorically. “Gonna make me do all the work this week because you haven’t organised it in your planner yet, Doctor Min?”

He glares at your teasing tone. “Excuse me for trying to play the game properly.” You swallow as his eyes run down your body heavily, pink tongue darting out to wet his lips. “If I could touch you, trust me, I’d have you dripping by now.”

Your thighs tighten, but you force them not to move. The last thing you want him to know is that you’re just about dripping already. “Sounds to me like you’re just lazy.” He doesn’t react, watching you make up your mind. You suck in a breath to hype yourself. “If I walk away right now, you’ll get nothing. Not only will you lose your prompt, but you’ll be stuck with blue balls. But if you give in and fuck me already, then you’ll only lose the prompt.”

“Who says I’ll even have blue balls? I’m perfectly comfortable,” he fires back immediately, tipping his head to the side cockily.

“Oh, please,” you drawl, letting your eyes fall to the sizeable bulge beneath his sweatpants, “you aren’t that big soft. Don’t kid yourself. So do you wanna get off, or not?”

His gaze hardens to stone, jaw flexing. “I’m surprised you think I need you for that. Aside from the fact that there are six other people in this house, I brought a fleshlight from home for a reason.”

Now that is something you hadn’t expected him to say. You freeze from your spot in the doorway, feeling heat pulse between your legs. Your spark of resistance is quickly fading, overtaken by need, so you don’t hesitate in firing back while you can. “If you think your fleshlight is better than me, then that’s your loss. Enjoy the bunkbeds; I’m off to do what you’re too cowardly to.”

“Have fun, sweetheart,” he snips, one of his hands sneaking under his shirt to rub his lower abdomen, fingers slipping below the hem of his sweats. “Shut the door on your way out.”

Feeling like you’ve lost the argument (and a little too horny to care) you have your final say by slamming it, thumping your feet with every step down the hall to your room.

Once inside, it takes mere seconds to throw yourself onto your bed back-first and shove your hand down your pants. But then, before you even dip into your wetness, a thought strikes you.

Pulling your hand out and making your way to your desk, you use your other hand to clumsily type in your password, and open a browser. It doesn’t take long to navigate to the page with all the paid streams for your own show, and with a slight flush you select Yoongi’s bedroom, impatiently punching in your credit card details.

After an agonising wait, the payment is processed and you’re brought to a private livestreaming site, a single window open in front of you.

The angle itself is strange, making Yoongi’s room look larger than it was, but you’re surprised at just how high quality the video and sound is once you bring it to full screen and slip your headphones in your ears. Yoongi is hunched over his nightstand, and you can actually hear the wooden slide faintly in the background as he opens and closes a drawer, returning to his office chair with a seemingly-transparent fleshlight and a bottle of lube.

Something about watching him through a camera in the corner of his room feels so wrong, especially as he palms impatiently at the tent in his pants, uncapping the lube and pouring a generous amount into the opening of the toy. You’d never been much of a voyeur - or, at least, so you thought - but you couldn’t take your eyes off him, blinding slipping your hands down your pants but over your underwear, simply pressing down on your clit to ease some of the crying need.

Oddly, the lube pours down and begins to drip out the other side, creating a dark patch on his clothed thigh. The audio picks up Yoongi cursing, and there’s no further preamble before he’s using one hand to hook down his sweatpants and kick them off to pool on the floor. The motion causes his cock to jerk up onto his stomach, leaving a smear of precum on his grey shirt, visible only by a few pixels of darker grey.

He scoots a little down the seat of the chair and hitches a leg up over one of the arms, eyes slipping closed as the hand not holding the dripping fleshlight grips his own cock, thumb pressing at the head.

“Oh, fuck,” he groans lowly, the sound running through your headphones and straight down between your legs. His brows are furrowed like it’s almost paining him, but he hovers the opening of the fleshlight over his tip as if he’s trying to hold back.

Slowly, he lowers the toy down one inch at a time, until the lube is drooling over his cock. Finally, the transparent toy slips down over his cock and his hips jump off the chair, his knuckles white on the arm of the chair and the fleshlight as he growls and lifts it back off again.

The sight of him intentionally teasing himself is too erotic for you to stay unmoving, and you find yourself burning up, losing the headphones for a moment to shuffle out of your own clothes. You hurry as much as you can, grimacing at your sopping panties, but by the time you’re back in your chair with nothing but a bra and tuning back into the stream, Yoongi’s not even focused on his toy anymore.

It sits propped up on his thigh, with two of his fingers lazily, almost absentmindedly thrusting deeply inside of it to keep it steady as the rest of him swivels in his chair to open his laptop again.

You frown and squint at the tiny screen on the stream. Rows of fuzzy squares stack up, and while you can’t be certain the phallic shapes of some of the miniscule images inside them make you think he was on a sex toy website.

He quickly opens a new tab, however, and your heart begins to beat nervously as a familiar page comes up. One you’d been on just earlier.

With bated breath you wait, hands grasping at the meat of your thighs and clothed breast to hold off on touching between your legs just yet. Yoongi navigates the Bangasm page, going through the same payment process you did.

It isn’t until you’re met with a miniature version of your own room on his screen that you realise what’s happened. And it’s when Yoongi squints and leans in closer, before turning to face the camera directly with a bewildered look, that you know you’ve been caught.

Frozen, you watch the on-screen, Yoongi look back and forth twice, before slowly scooting his chair back on an angle to the table, so that the laptop is in eyeshot even as his body is facing the camera fully.

Your mouth is dry, but the fleshlight he picks up again is wet, so wet that his fingers glisten, almost slipping off the toy entirely. He holds it tightly, transferring it to his dominant hand and teasing the top over his tip, biting hard on his lip.

The squeeze you have on your thigh is almost painful as your core burns, but you’re too stunned still to move, watching him dance the opening of the fleshlight over his cock, never dipping it inside.

With a twitching grin and lusty eyes, he glances towards the laptop. Your whole body feels hot as you glance over your shoulder to the camera in your room, before looking back at the screen. He’s not moving, chest visibly heaving even as he stares patiently at the computer screen.

He’s… waiting for you.

With one strangled breath, you tilt your chair away from the desk, adjusting your own laptop in a similar setup to him. Eyes locked on the stream, terrified you’ll miss a single moment of him indulging himself, you let your fingers uncurl from your inner thigh and trail them down, wasting no time in automatically locating your clit, massaging around the small bud.

Pleasure flows through you like hot water, down to your toes. After holding out for so long, after being so aroused for so long, the simplest touch has your knees weak and your head lolled back against the headrest.

On screen, Yoongi’s grin widens, and he rewards you by lowering the fleshlight, the clear silicone making way for the tip of his cock. He doesn’t stop there like last time, though; instead, he slowly but surely plunges it all the way down until it’s flush with his pelvis. Your eyes fly open when the flushed head pops out the other side, and Yoongi clearly enjoys it too judging by the way he curses and grips it tight, practically panting.

Without really intending, your fingers dip down and slip inside, two already. You barely feel a stretch with how wet you are. Although the feeling of something inside you is nice, you know your fingers just aren’t enough, especially with the angle of you slumped back in your chair.

So, you chance one look back at the screen - Yoongi is using the tip of one finger to spread his precum around the glossed tip of his cock, but his eyes are firmly locked onto you - and walk on shaky legs to your closet, where an unassuming (and so far unused) black silk bag lies amongst your shoes.

The amount of time it takes for you to duck into the bathroom and quickly wash the silicone vibrator you have with soapy water feels like an eternity, and by the time you hurry back it isn’t the toy that’s vibrating.

Frowning, you hesitantly answer the call that’s coming through on your phone from a familiar contact.

Yoongi’s voice immediately fills the room as the pixelated version on the screen rests his phone on the side of his desk, not jerking but twisting the fleshlight in slow arcs around his cock. “Couldn’t get enough of me, hm?”

“Says the one calling me,” you offer back lightly, switching onto speaker mode so that you can settle back in your chair, “enjoying the view?”

“A little too uneventful for me yet, sweetheart,” he teases, and his breathy groan is timed with the Yoongi on the stream lifting the fleshlight up a little and plunging it down again. “How about you put that toy in your pretty little pussy for me. For us.”

You feel your core pulse at the reminder that it wasn’t just Yoongi on the stream. Any number of anonymous strangers could be tuned in right now, seeing you with your legs spread.

The only way to cope is to lean into it instead of shying away. You slide the black silicone toy through your folds to slick it up, sighing with every light pass over your clit. Once it’s as wet as you are, you press the slightly bulbous tip down until it slips inside you, immediately shivering at the feeling.

The toy is small enough that you don’t need any special prep, yet big enough that it was satisfying, and curved just right. It had been your old reliable long before coming on the show, and there’s something strangely familiar and comforting about feeling it fill you out as you push it in deeper.

“Fuck, there we go,” Yoongi praises, and you hear the wet smacking noise of him snapping his hips up into the toy. “I may not be able to touch you, but you’ll still call my name when you cum for me.”

Your toes curl, and you’re no longer able to focus on the stream, letting your eyes fall shut and your ears tune in to his voice alone as you work the toy in and out of you.

He doesn’t waste any time in joining you, and the resulting sounds that fill your room are obscene, him making no effort to muffle the gravelled curses and moans, nor the wet thwack of silicone that gives away his movements.

The noise is somehow even more thrilling than the sight, and the feeling of his eyes on you encourages you to speed your hand up, even reaching down to desperately rub at your clit with the flat of your fingers, shivering at the wave of pleasure that wracks through your body.

It’s not long before you hear Yoongi’s voice turn guttural and the pace of the flesh light pick up frantically.

You wrench your eyes open and gaze blearily at the computer screen just in time to watch the stream of white that spills up through the back end of the fleshlight and over Yoongi’s knuckles. As hot as the image is, you whine at being made to watch this through the pixels instead of in real life, and the thought of being right fucking across from him as he fell apart is enough to make you seize up in your chair, orgasm draining you thoroughly, with not enough force to squirt but dripping on the seat nonetheless.

You take the toy out once pleasure turns to the sharp tweak of oversensitivity and pant, fighting to catch your breath as your feet feel positively numb.

Coming down from your high, you almost forget the running phone call until you hear his voice come through the speaker again. “Have a shower and then come back down to my room. You’re sleeping with me tonight.”

The beeping tone leaves you alone in your room, and you loll your head back over the edge of the chair with an exhausted moan, not without a grin playing on your lips. You wouldn’t protest to that.

#the gentlemen #tgm #bts fanfic #bts x reader #yoongi x reader #yoongi smut #vminkook smut #vmin smut #jikook smut #taekook smut #i don't even know how to tag anymore fksdfjsk

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These are my... 2...? Maybe 50, cents about the whole "freejk" thing. I'm gonna be extremely petty and at some points a whole lot sarcastic and it's gonna be long but I had to say it. As soon as I get my computer I'm gonna make it under read more, but the app does whatever it wants, as we know.

Listen, this ain't my first fan rodeo, and not even the first fan rodeo where I've been directly or indirectly accused of being some sort of pervert or delulu. I've been in fandom spaces since I was a teen, I was shipping mlm couples when queerbaiting in TV shows was still something that was seen as the norm rather than some cheap disgusting trick. I was there when fanfic spaces saw "slash" fics as something "different" and to be tagged with a more mature rating even when they just looked at each other.

I was in BBC's Sherlock's fandom and I shipped Johnlock during the hiatus between S3 and S4, at this point I'm not even feeling it when people call me delulu or a weirdo.

So, yeah, take this with a grain of salt: as a person who has seen thousands of times fandom drama unfolding and has lived too much of it... This whole situation is so ridiculous it makes me laugh. Like, yeah, it's maddening how people will blame anyone and everyone because they don't even see their own bias and homophobia, granted, but like... It also makes me laugh for the sheer dumbassery of the reasoning behind it all?

Like... Y'all are getting mad and for what? Because it sure as hell isn't the invasion of privacy, since y'all are watching the same content we're all watching and you're paying to see it the same way everyone else is. If you don't want to "invade their privacy", you should just... Stop watching content that isn't their music videos, RUN episodes or interviews. Memories and any kind of dvd/video that shows what they're doing behind the scenes shouldn't be part of their job as musicians, and therefore we're intruding in their privacy... Or aren't we?

Or maybe it's more nuanced than that: maybe the content they release on dvd/on their official channels is part of their job as entertainers, and it's been approved, and it's a small window THEY are granting us.

You know what's the REAL invasion of privacy and what REALLY invalidates someone autonomy? When you, who maybe aren't even paying to see that content (which is something I understand, like, dude, I'm not covered in money either), DEMAND what kind of behind the scenes content you want when I swear ABSOLUTELY NO ONE has asked you. Once again: you don't like it? You think it's some huge invasion of privacy? Don't buy it. Don't interact with it. Convince your friends to do the same. For all I care, just go and petition to boycott this kind of content. I know you won't do it, because... That's the thing, isn't it? It's not the invasion of privacy that bothers these people.

Y'all aren't mad because we get into their business or else you would have gotten real mad when we were privy to REAL private moments like people crying their hearts out.

No, no. Y'all are mad because it's "shipping content" and "fanservice" which apparently bothers you because it lacks authenticity.

Pick a side, lovelies: either you DON'T want to invade their privacy, and thus all the content they release should be focused on what fans want to see, or you WANT to know how they interact TRULY in private.

And here's the catch: "shipping content" can be anything. Shipping existed WAAAAAYYY before the word for it was invented, same way with fanfictions. Shipping means, literally, "seeing two (or more) people interact and thinking they would make a good romantic pair". That's it. That's quite literally it. Everything else is just some nuance of the concept of shipping, but at its core, it's nearly impossible to ban all shipping content when it's a group of seven people, because they should for real go in social distancing mode to do so. Most people who have parasocial relationships tend to have "ships" whether they know it or not, because we've all, at least once, looked at a dynamic from the outside and thought "oh man they look cute together". So, even if, o dear ones, your wishes were granted... What the hell do you mean by "shipping" content? Should they just film solo clips, avoiding talking about the other members? But wouldn't that be fanservice, since it's focused on pleasing the fans? (Which, ultimately, is what fanservice MEANS, and I hate to break it to y'all but the whole concept behind entertainment and thus all the content BTS releases it's... For the fans. Like, they're not going out of their way to just meet our expectations but they're certainly doing fanservice by the mere act of releasing bonus content.)

But it's not even quite that, is it? Because no one bats an eye if it's Tae kissing Nj's cheek. I've seen no hashtag against everyone - and I mean literally every one of them - wolf whistling at Nj. It's okay to show intimacy... Because they're bandmates and it's okay to be close to someone who you see basically 24/7, I hear you. And it's also okay when people see that and gush over that closeness, because it's such a nice thing to see.

Soooooo... We've got to free JK from whom exactly? From what?

Are y'all mad cause people pointed out there's very little way a bruise that stayed for a whole ass night could be a quick bite? Because that doesn't harm jk, at most makes fun of him and jimin and their poor excuses (seriously, guys, next time consider using mosquitoes or "I was doing stuff". It'll be equally embarrassing but at least the meme will be funny), and it's literally... A fair observation. Like. It's a hickey, people are gonna make jokes about seeing a hickey and poor excuses of covering it up in the exact same way they're gonna make jokes over jimin falling out of chairs. And yeah, a hickey is AT LEAST something that happens in a sensual context. Like, I could understand "people who are extremely familiar with each other will have different body language/touch in areas where usually you wouldn't see friends touching each other", but that's not. Not a hand on the thigh. It's a hickey on the neck. I don't even know a more stereotypical placing for a hickey. But once again, are y'all mad because someone is pointing it out? Because that's not being delulu or even being a shipper, really, it's just commenting on something that was approved to be shown and discussed in something that was released BY THEM.

Are y'all mad at hybe for showing something that literally fell onto their hands? Cause like, unless someone (I'm counting on Jimin, since as we know Jungkook was busy spinning him round and round and had both his hands busy) called at hybe headquarters to say "yo bang pd substitute, is it okay if I give my friend jk here a hickey? Cause he's being really annoying rn and he has to pay", I highly doubt anyone expected Jungkook to come to rehearsal all neatly marked up. Or idk, maybe someone at hybe asked them "we need Jungkook to come in with a hickey but refuse to say it's a hickey, so that fans will feel reeeeally served." That sounds perfectly plausible too. Or a good marketing strategy.

Now, if you're a big company and your objective is to have some footage of the rehearsals for a concert, and the fandom is too good at noticing stuff for their own good, and one of your artists comes in with a very visible mark, and he and his bff bropal4lyfe come n with a story about how they were playing and a bite happened, you've got three choices: 1. Cut the artist out of aaaaalll the footage. Someone would have noticed the "bite mark" anyway, you best believe that. If you don't want anyone to notice it, you gotta cut him in most of the footage where it's visible. 2. Keep the hickey, discard the explanations. You could do that, but also it would feel a lot more unfaithful to everyone involved. Also they clearly worked their ass off to invent an explanation, come on! They truly tried to do their best inventing something that was not "it's a mosquito bite", they should get some credit! 3. Keep the bite, keep the explanation.

Notice how none of these solutions include the biting never happening because... They couldn't prevent it? The only thing they have any control over is how they're framing each "accident". And that's not an easy job.

I applaud you, people on the editing team.

So... On whom should we cast the blame now? Ah, yes, I think it's finally time for the ultimate scapegoat of this fandom: Jimin. Which is funny, cause... You know... If this were really about privacy, or being "victims" of shipping... This should be about freeing him too, you know? But obviously Jimin does it for attention, while Jungkook, poor angel that he is, doesn't even know what shipping is.

Furthermore, don't we all know how much Jimin imposes himself in Jungkook's life? To the point where he, multimillionaire man feels compelled to share a car with Jimin even if they're both late in the process. And can't you see how uncomfortable he is, draping himself over Jimin, making Jimin drap himself over him?

Oh lordy, truly such an awful eight years Jungkook spent, choosing to have vacations with someone who made him uncomfortable, spending free time with him, even having to suck his ear in public to the point you can see his saliva just because Jimin was sad :( truly an all-around bad time for Jungkook, as evidenced by alllll those times when he said Jimin was pretty, cute, and all-around knowing every little thing about Jimin. I absolutely concur, the dude would be so much more happy if jimin was not in his life.

Did that sound weird and absolutely ridiculous and a really absurd joke? Because that's what y'all sound like to me. Like. Jungkook is out there living his best life, getting hickeys and showered in affection and y'all paint him as a fucking martyr??? I'm sure he's really truly desperate that Jimin holds him in such high regards 😭😭😭 I can see him suffering whenever he starts doing his own serendipity rendition 😭😭 and when he claimed you are me, I am you as his and Jimin's only 😭😭😭 I cannot believe this poor baby 😭😭😭

I've reached a point where every time I hear this stuff I laugh because the levels of twisting reality when it comes to jikook are extraordinary, Jungkook will have a literally blissed out face and people will cry in outrage.

But coming back to my point: let's pretend you're not mad at Jimin and the possibility that jikook are dating: are y'all mad... At the hickey? Because at this point it seems like the only feasible solution. And if you are, do not worry: I'm sure Jungkook's skin was throughly healed by his boo. A kiss soothes even the worst pain, doesn't it?

#jikook #that freejk dumbassery

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kookieswan · 3 years

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Amaranth Part III – Hyacinth

Apprentice!Jungkook x Royal!Reader (f)

Word Count: 2.1k

Tags/Warnings: A lot of fuckery this time around, Humor, Jungkook being cute.

Summary: Driving through aimless roads in a packed car with 4 idiots (said lovingly) can be both fun and absolutely exhausting... More so when a specter seems to be trailing behind.

Note: The third part is here, I’m so sorry it took so long! I had a lot of fun writing this one and fleshing out the characters a bit more. It serves to set us up to meet scary mage Yoongi in the next part!

Part III of the Amaranth Series! Masterlist Here!

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“So Jungkook, what are your intentions with my delicate little petal? I’m still not sure why she even wants you to come with?” Jimin knows fully why, but this is more fun for him. Jungkook’s staring deadpan at him, while he stands tall to block the car, more than entertained by the entire the situation. You had texted JK to warn of the situation to come, but nothing could ever really prepare a person for Jimin’s “sweetness”. He can be scary when he wants to be.

“Uh, to be her bestie for the restie and go on a dank ass road trip with her.” After stopping by to visit him a few days back after the meeting, he’d been more excited at the aspect of getting to travel with you and completely ignoring your actual missions. Not that you minded, getting to spend time with him was the end goal after all. Anything else would just be a bonus considering putting all of your money on a single mage is a rather insane mission. Jimin’s face is blank, not processing a huge majority of what he just said.

“Everyone in the car. I’ll be driving for the duration of this trip because I don’t trust any of you and frankly, I never will.” Namjoon calls out to you from the car, honking a few times, with Taehyung already in the backseat staring into Jimin’s head. With a little huff, the fairy grabs Jungkook and shoves him toward the front seat and gently pushes you into the car. Taehyung scoots over from his spot at the window, and you settle between your two guardians comfortably.

“Why am I in the front? I want to sit next to my pretty princess!” If Jungkook has a penchant for anything, it’s being endearingly whinny… and for making you blush from time to time. Namjoon completely ignores him, pulling away from the castle and onto one of the main roads. Unsurprisingly, your uncle had decided to not come and see you off. At this rate, you’re not sure if you’ll ever see the man again except for at public events. It’s like he’s turned into a shadow, blending in with the walls.

“Because her Highness needs to stay hidden for now, undercover, which TaeTae and I can do easily. The only thing you’re good at hiding is your intelligence Jungkook.” Your friend lets out a loud gasp, whipping his head to stare back at you all. Your shrug a little and giggle while Jungkook balls up a napkin from the front, chucks it in the back, and promptly hits Taehyung instead of Jimin. Tae blinks a few times before he spits out a stream of water, looking like a damn fountain, hitting Jungkook square in the face. He flails, punching Namjoon in the back of the head and causing the car to swerve a bit.

“Whatever, you’re like 90 and your husband is a fish!” It’s Jimin’s turn to gasp as you sputter out a laugh, a hand coming up to his heart, although you can see the upturn to his lips as you glace at him. He lives for teasing, and Jungkook has always been an easy target. Taehyung’s already checked out, gazing out the window again, completely unbothered by Jungkook’s words as Jimin leans forward to smack him upside the head. Your advisors signature groan resonates through the care, causing you to all quiet.

“Children please! I’m trying to concentrate and not swerve us off the road… as much as I really want to right now…” The last part is muttered quietly, Jungkook huffing with his arms crossed as Tae turns to boop Jimin on the nose fondly. If you didn’t know their ages, you’d swear they were lovesick 16-year-olds. It’s quiet for a while then, Namjoon’s soft music flowing out of the radio quietly as you zoom down the highway. It’s not long before you’re making for the outskirts of Florette, the sight of the forests and fields ahead growing more and more clear.

There isn’t much around, mostly just trees that break into the occasional field that seems to run on for miles. You’ve always loved it out here, the endlessness, the ability to just go on forever, it seemed almost comforting. Maybe it’s because it isn’t set in stone, something that your life has always been. Maybe you could convince the rest of the group to stop sometime to wander… The sun filters through and hits your skin, and you sit back and bask in it quietly for a while, nearly drifting off. Your eyes nearly pop out of your head as you see something. A shadow maybe? One of a figure, it flashes quickly, a man with milky eyes and a grim smile. Blinking, you try to understand it as Jungkook calls out to you.

“Princess! I made a mixtape for the road! Man, I can’t believe I forgot about it…” Jungkook leans back in his seat and pokes your thigh a few times to get your attention. Sliding your eyes over to him, you give him a smile as he smiles back tenderly. You completely ignore it for now, knowing that you shouldn’t. He whips out the CD out from behind his back, wiggling it around in your face before turning back forward to face the front. He slips it into the disc reader as Namjoon protest, the music cranking through the speakers boisterously. He starts singing along horribly, purposefully going off pitch and rowdy. You know he’s joking around because his actual singing voice is beautiful, you’d swear he was a siren if he didn’t already prove himself to be a good mage.

“Could you be quiet you brat?” You barely hear Namjoon shout over the music and choose to pretend not to hear him. Jimin is shaking next to you, laughing at Namjoon’s dismay. Taehyung seems to be sleeping, although you do see his eye crack open to observe the commotion after poking at him a few times. He swats at your hand, but you keep at it, grabbing his hand and Jimin’s hand and swinging them around. As stoic as Taehyung is, he usually puts up with whatever antics you come up with. Even if you’re annoying as hell.

“No, I don’t think I will Joonie” The next song starts, and you cackle obnoxiously at the choice, knowing Namjoon’s probably going to burst a few blood vessels over the more than explicit song. You sing along this time, just as loud as Kookie. His choices for this mixtape are golden. If looks could kill Namjoon would have already buried the two of your six feet under, eyes burning whole into your head through the mirror. Jungkook finally turns down the music after the song ends, but Jimin decides to choose violence.

“Could your order Namjoon to feed us petal? Hmmm, I’m feeling a bit ravenous.” He leans of and whispers to you, eyes shining brightly with the hope of food in mind. Jimin makes a very good point, you hadn’t eaten since that morning and have already been on the road for what seems like forever. Being squished into a car with four other people can do that. Leaning in a bit, you rest your head next to Joonie’s shoulder as he keeps his eyes straight forward. There’s another flash, another shadow in the front window, but you ignore it again. No one else seems to see it, so neither will you.

“I order you to feed us! I want a burger and some fries. Maybe even a milkshake. We can see if there’s any headlines about me being unladylike next week from me inhaling it all.” Namjoon’s eyebrows raise a little, as if trying to entertain your thought. He looks out both windows, and then at you through the mirror, dead in the eye. Even if he’s trying to act all serious, there’s a hint of mischief dancing deep within his brown orbs, shades of lavender swirling through them freely.

“Yes, let me just stop at the little fast-food joint in the middle of the woods and ask the squirrels to make us some burgers. We’ll make it to the next little town soon, we just have an hour or so left, and I’ll cook us something up.” You pout and cringe simultaneously, knowing that it’ll take a while, but not thinking Namjoon’s cooking will be worth the wait. You love him, dearly, more than anything… but he’s a shit cook. There’s a sublet whispering of “no, no, no…” from the front of the car and you agree wholeheartedly. Jimin huffs, crossing his hands over his chest, wings flexing behind his back.

“I’ve never wished for death more so than I currently have…” Tae pats Jimin’s thigh a few times, trying to comfort his poor husband. It looks like you’ll all be suffering no matter what, there wouldn’t be any winners. Maybe you and Jungkook could sneak out later and go get a bite to eat from a local pub. Your phone pings and you glace down to read the texts.

Kookie: ‘I’d rather die than eat joons food’

Princess: ‘Wouldn’t we all. He’s trying his best though JK.’

Kookie: ‘yeah his best at trying to murder us lmao. you think he’d listen to you if you ordered him to just end us all?’

“I order you to swerve off the road so we can avoid suffering from your food.” Joon scoffs, hand finally leaving the wheel to come back and smack your knee. You grin in victory, happy to get even a bit of a rise out of your usually passive advisor. The only other person that seems to even come close to riling him up like you is JK, who usually just ends up pissing him off.

“Contrary to popular belief, I don’t actually listen to everything you say, Highness.” Glowering teasingly, you cross your hands over your chest and look away. Honestly, you like it that way though. You like that he fights you, doesn’t always agree with you. When people blindly follow your word all the time, it can get super boring. Namjoon’s been walking down paths headfirst since you were both young, always doing his best to point out the best one for you to follow. You’re brought back from your thoughts as Tae leans forward, whispering directly into Namjoon’s ear.

“Are we there yet?” Namjoon responds with a resounding “NO” immediately. The biggest and loudest sigh you’ve ever heard come out of Taehyung leaves his lips, head flopping back to stare at the ceiling of the car. You feel for him, you really do. Your ass has never been this numb, and you kind of need to piss. You get another text from Jungkook and secretly try to respond to him.

Kookie: ‘are we there yet pretty?’

Princess: ‘No Kook’

Kookie: ‘now?’

Princess: ‘No you loser.’

“We’ll be there soon love. Be nice to grandpa Namjoon, he’s a little slow these days.” Namjoon has always drove like an old man. Sometimes acts like an old man. Could pass for a grandpa no problem if he wasn’t so pretty. Jimin leans over your body to kiss Taehyung a few times, on the cheek, the forehead, and you pretend to be grossed out even through you’re totally endeared by the whole thing. Their love is special, something you strive for even though it’ll never happen.

It hasn’t happened yet, but you’re sure you’ll be married off. It’s never been talked about, but with things taking the run they are, if they continue to go this way, who knows what’ll happen in the long run. Maybe you could ask Jungkook to run away… Have a pretty garden, live far away… Anything to get you out of this hellscape of responsibilities.

“I thought we established that you’re ninety? And I’m the old one?” Namjoon cuts back in, a tone of sass in his voice. Jungkook cheers loudly, egging him on as Joon smiles brightly over his shoulder at you as Jungkook pats his shoulder rapidly. You snicker in return, glad to see him in a silly mood. Glancing out the front window over his head, you see that you’re approaching a small town on the outskirts of the forest, the sun setting in the distance. It’s surrounded by fields and fields of flowers, and you’re more than ready to explore. The thoughts of the man come back though, and you’re unsure if you want to know who he is and why he’s trying to reach out for you.

“Alright, we’ll be there soon you miscreants. Please stop harassing me and I’ll get you your damn burgers.”

#amaranth #amaranth part iii #jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #jungkook x y/n #jungkook fluff #jungkook angst #jungkook fanfic #jungkook fic #jungkook royal au #jungkook #bts x reader #bts x you #bts x y/n #bts fluff #bts angst #bts fanfic #bts royal au #bts

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alpacaparkaseok · 3 years

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Okay hear me out…not a mlt but sort of on the same track…me and my sister took the 5 love languages quiz today and I’m curious on what you think each of the member’s primary love language would be out of the five. The one we took was cool bc it gave you a percentage for each one. I’ll also try to think of some mtls but I literally could not…I just stared at a blank ask for like 5 minutes trying 😂

-🐝🖤

oooh this is actually really cool! love this! remind me later to tell you about how I'm literally living that y/n life, bc this ask reminded me of that fact lol

Namjoon - idk why, but I feel like receiving gifts or words of affirmation. just the way he gets so shy when the other members compliment him makes me think that it really means a lot. and the gift thing, I just think of how he uses and reuses everything! like, when he got that cool table specially made? the dude puts a lot of thought into his objects, and we've seen him wearing that blue hipster outfit about 1000 times now.

Jin - quality time!! I mean, all the man wants is for Yoongi to sit with him and fish. not necessarily talking (although I think words of affirmation is probably a close second), just being together. having a drink, living out a simple moment with the people he cares about.

Yoongi - physical touch and you can't tell me otherwise. he just wants to hold your hand. usually pretty good at not taking what people say to heart, although he definitely appreciates the kind things people say. so I think physical touch and then quality time?? they seem pretty even to me, tbh. remember when Hobi shared that story at last year's festa saying how he invited Yoongi out for a drink, not meaning to go immediately, but Yoongi was instantly like, "yeah, let's go!!" yep. I love Min Yoongi.

Hobi - receiving gifts. he always gets so happy when the members bring him something (i.e. the little bag Joon bought him in Malta or the flamingo Tae won for him). he's not super into physical touch, it has to be the right time/right person, which is proof that Hobi is me and I am Hobi.

Jimin - is this even a surprise?? physical touch. followed closely by words of affirmation. Jimin will give you all the attention in the world and then some, but he needs some of that to be directed back at him. if he's hugging you, he wants to be hugged back.

Taehyung - words of affirmation takes the cake, I think. remember the letters they read aloud (there have been a few occasions) in that one Bon Voyage and how he cried? or how he admitted that he tried to get praise from Hobi for years? Tae loves physical touch (but with the right people, he's not as open physically as Jiminie) as well as quality time, but he needs words. (IN THE SOOP, HIS CONVO WITH JK ABOUT GOING ON WEVERSE TO GET REASSURANCE FROM ARMY. there's so much evidence for this I feel like sksksk)

Jungkook - I think Jungkook is a words of affirmation/physical touch guy for sure, but I also think acts of service are high up on the list, too. he seems pretty evenly rounded, but I just feel like he's grown more into words of affirmation and physical touch because of his hyungs. however, they took such good care of him and still look out for him, almost constantly serving him and each other in some way. so I think a lot of how Jungkook feels loved stems from the acts of service and therefore love from his hyungs and army as well!!

send me an mtl!

#b:asks #bts mtl #5 love languages #bts love languages #now I'm so soft

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mingoyeob-archive · 3 years

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17)you look ... Whoa...

52)if you don't stop I won't hesitate to kill you,

56)This was a bad idea,

60)Yup we're doomed,

75)that's it, I am going to kill him,

4)hold on, you aren't jealous, are you?

with Jk, reader, jimin and Tae. Please!!! 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

under the oak tree drabble game ⚔️🌳 to make up for my delayed release of part 3 of under the oak tree i’ve decided to do a drabble game! send me a number + any of the characters from under the oak tree and i’ll write you a drabble :)

hi anons! thanks for requesting! i did #75 with jjk and tae just because I was already planning to go that route with the other anons request! sorry its taking me a little long to get through these my weekend was so busy 😭 but I appreciate everyone being patient as I'm trying my best to make these enjoyable for you guys :) hope you like it! 💜💜

7. you look ... Whoa… + 52. if you don't stop I won't hesitate to kill you + 56. This was a bad idea + 60. Yup we're doomed + 75. that's it, I am going to kill him + 4. hold on, you aren't jealous, are you? | jjk x reader, ft jimin and tae tae | word count: 2.2K

During the autumn season, everyone had to be on top of their game. No plate, mug nor drape could be out of place especially since Jungkook, the Duke, was back at the castle for the first time in three years. And with the season harvest just around the corner and family members flocking to the castle from every corner of the land, it had everyone at their wits end, including you. Even though this technically wasn’t your first harvest at Uwhen, it would be your first time meeting the Jeon family who saw no reason to come and visit when Jungkook wasn’t here. But now with him back it suddenly became of the utmost importance that you made a good first impression.

Jungkook could sense your nervousness (he seemed to have a knack for that) and it only served to make him even more moody. It wasn’t news that Jungkook hated his family. Most of them were uptight and had judged him for his choice in picking you to marry instead of your sister who was much more admired amongst the kingdom. Not that he cared, but their nagging was a pain in the ass nonetheless.

To curb some of the tension in the castle, Seokjin suggested that perhaps a hunting party would be a good way to blow off some steam and whatever they caught could be used for the feast, effectively killing two birds with one stone. So that was how you, Jungkook, Jimin and Taehyung had ended up on horseback out in the middle of the forest.

“Looking good on that horse Y/N!” Jimins loud comment had you looking away shyly, “Hard to believe Jungkookie got you that out of the kindness of his heart. Don’t you agree, Taehyung?”

“Yeah sir, if I come to your bedroom tonight can I have a new horse too?”

The two of them just laughed, bumping shoulders atop their horses before catching sight of the fumes practically radiating from Jungkook as he leveled them with a glare. “If you don't stop I won't hesitate to kill you.”

His words had them shutting up immediately, looking at each other with wide eyes before muttering out half-assed apologies. The rest of the ride ended up being pretty quiet, the boys too busty scouting the trees for game and trying to find something to kill to hold a conversation. You on the other hand were bored out of your mind and not to mention your ass was hurting from riding longer than you were ever used to.

“Don’t you guys think it's time to turn back?”

“Shh!”

Their efforts to silence you had you rolling your eyes and you just sighed, horse trudging behind them. A pout settled on your lips and you glared at the back of their heads hoping that they would pick up on your fury and finally concede. But of course, that didn’t work and they just continued riding on in silence. This can not get any worse, you thought with a whine. But the sudden sound of your horse whinnying, spooked by something on the path, had you eating your words and the next thing you knew you were lying flat on your ass in the dirt. Thankfully all the commotion had snapped the guys out of their trance and they immediately turned around to come to your aid. Jungkook was the first one off his horse, rushing over to you in concern.

“Y/N! What happened? Are you okay? Let me see!” He fired off questions rapidly, barely giving you a chance to respond. You could only sit, dazed and confused at what just happened. Jungkook groaned at your lack of response, “This was a bad idea, I should've never listened to Seokjin.”

Jimin and Taehyung stood to the right of you two, looking down with worry in their eyes. “Jungkook, maybe we should start heading back. It's getting dark outside anyway and we don’t want to be out here when night falls.” Jimins said, eyes flicking up to look at the darkening sky. “Y/N can ride with you and we’ll get her horse.”

His words instantly had you shooting up from your spot. “No! No, I’m perfectly capable of riding back. It was just a little fall. I’ll be fine” you smiled, trying your best to hide the pain in your backside, but you couldn’t stop yourself from flinching when you felt a twinge shoot up your spine. Jungkook disagreed judging by the look he shot at you at your obvious lie and he opened his mouth to voice his opinion, but before he could even get a word out a distant howl rang through the air. The sound had the band of horses rearing back, letting out loud neighs and noises of freight.

“Whoa there!” Taehyung waved his hands up at the animals, trying his best to calm them, but to no avail, and they took off down the path leaving the four of you behind. He could only stare off at them with a look of disbelief before turning around and throwing his hands up in defeat. “Yup we’re doomed.”

The rest of you just shot him a look of annoyance obviously aware of the fact that all of you were in fact doomed. “Thanks Taehyung, I had no idea.” Jimin said sarcastically to which Taehyung just shrugged in response.

Despite the initial shock of being stranded in the forest, the boys didn’t seem to be too worried about how they were going to find their way back. Combined, the three of them had more than enough experience and the skill it took to navigate out of here. You on the other hand were completely lost and had no idea what the hell they were doing. So instead of getting in their way you decided perhaps it would be best if you found somewhere to clean yourself off.

Getting away from the boys was easy enough, especially when they were too busy arguing over which one of them was correct about which way was north. What was hard though was getting through knee high grass and stepping over gnarled branches as you struggled your way over to the creek you could hear just off the path. When you finally made it over it didn’t take long to start pulling off the dirty weighted fabric of your dress that left you only in your sheer white chemise.

“Another dress bites the dust.” you muttered amused as you bent over the water, scrubbing at your ruined dress. You were so preoccupied with the task you didn’t even notice the sound of boots stomping through the woods over the trickling sound of the rushing water.

“Y/N?” Taehyung's voice had your head snapping over to face the man as he stood just outside the brush. His face was full of shock as he looked at you with wide eyes, “You look..Whoa…”

Immediately you let out a shriek and fell back on your ass, desperately trying to cover yourself. “Taehyung! What the hell are you doing?! Get outta here pervert!” you shouted, throwing pebbles from the shore of the creak in his direction in a futile attempt to try and get him to turn around.

Jungkook and Jimin must have heard you and followed the noise over to you two to see what all the commotion was about. The two of them came crashing from the same spot Taehyung had, swords raised in alarm and surveying the area to try and find the enemy. But when they were only met with the sight of you barely covered on the ground and Taehyung standing there staring like an idiot, they dropped their weapons and just looked back and forth between you two confused. Taehyung could only raise his hands in innocence, “It’s not what it looks like I promise!”

Jungkooks face slowly started to morph from confusion to anger, eyebrows furrowing and his jaw tensing. “That's it, I’m going to kill him!” he shouted charging in Taehyung's direction. Jimin couldn’t act fast enough and rushed after the man, trying to hold him back from actually cutting Taehyung's head off where he stood. You didn’t even have time to think about it before you jumped off the ground to cover him, facing Jungkook with your hands out in an attempt to calm him down.

“Jungkook, stop!” you screamed to which he seemed to ignore, too dead set on killing Taehyung. “It really isn’t what it looks like, just please calm down!” you continued with your efforts of trying to diffuse the situation but your attempts didn’t seem to be working. In a last ditch effort to stop Jungkook's rampage you charged forward, lips sealing over his and hands grasping at his face. Immediately the tension started leaving Jungkook’s body, his shoulders relaxing as he melted into your kiss, his own hands coming up to cradle your cheeks as well.

Noticing that Jungkook seemed to be pacified (at least for the moment), Jimin slowly retracted his arms from around him, backing up and gesturing Taehyung over to him hurriedly. Taehyung took advantage of your distraction and stumbled over to him, hugging the man as if his life depended on it. “Jiminie I almost died, did you see that?!”

Jimins cheeks filled with heat and his face blossomed red at the feeling of Taehyung's arms around him. “Of course I did, idiot. If I hadn’t, you probably would’ve been dead before Y/N got to him.” he mumbled as he pushed the man off him, trying his best to pretend that he didn’t secretly like it (not that he did a good job of it). Taehyung just whined at the thought, shaking his head as he struggled with Jimin to keep him in his hold.

While the two wrestled in the background, you and Jungkook continued your passionate embrace, lips locked and his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. You had completely forgotten why you had kissed him in the first place, too caught up in the feeling of his mouth on yours and how the world seemed to fade away when you were in his hold. The feeling of Jungkook's tongue swiping at your lips is what had you recoiling back into yourself, too embarrassed to go any further. “Jungkook…” you muttered shyly and placed your hands on his chest trying to gently push him away.

He just continued to hold you tighter, lips finding their way to your neck instead and kissing his way down your shoulder. For a second you allowed yourself to get lost in the feeling, a small gasp even leaving your lips. That was until you made eye contact with Jimin and Taehyung who were watching you two with amused smiles and wiggling eyebrows, mocking the two of you by making kissing noises and pursed lips. It made you try and escape Jungkook's grasp even harder. “Jungkook, they’re watching!” You whine, hiding your face in his shoulder in embarrassment.

Jungkook just hummed, “Just ignore them.” he said, continuing to pepper soft kisses along your skin. “I’ll stop once they remember who you belong to.” You could feel the smirk on his lips against your shoulder and you just sighed, eyes begging towards the two boys over Jungkook's shoulders.

Jimin must’ve decided that he’d had enough of yours and Jungkook's show of affection and took pity on you, “She’s a woman not a piece of furniture, Jungkookie! Don’t think she belongs to anyone but herself.” he said with a laugh to which Jungkook just responded with a grunt, shooting the man a scowl over his shoulder.

“Hold on, you aren't jealous, are you?” Taehyung questioned. Jungkook leveled him with a glare upset with the fact that the man had even dared to speak to him. Taehyung took his lack of response as a ‘yes’, “Trust me, sir, I am not after your wife. She’s not even my type!”

“Well what is your type?” Jimin’s question came out of nowhere causing everyone to shoot him a look of confusion. “I mean- see! Problem solved! Now can we head back now?!” He didn’t even wait for a response before turning around and rushing back from where they came. Taehyung hurried behind him, questions flying from his lips at what Jimin had meant to which he received no answer.

“I should lock him in the dungeons for even looking in your direction from now on.” Jungkook seethed, tightening his hold on you. You wheezed out a laugh, struggling to breathe in Jungkook's hold, before pushing on him hard enough that he finally let you go.

“There’s no need for that, love.” The affectionate nickname slipped out of your mouth before you even realized, but Jungkook heard it all the same, a smile instantly stretching across his lips as he reached out to try and ensnare you again. You narrowly avoided his grasp, dodging his hand and letting out a tut, “Ah ah ah! You can hug me all you want when we get back to the castle, but right now I’d like a bath and some clothes that aren’t covered in dirt.”

Jungkook chuckled and reached out again, this time capturing you and causing you to let out a squeak as he pulled you in closer once again. “Fine.” he muttered, bending down to place a gentle peck on your lips before pulling back to shoot you a wink, “But when we get back I’m doing a lot more than just hugging you.”

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