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luv-gukkie · 4 months

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★ 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲 ★

pairing: yandere! yoongi x f. reader

genre: smut || non-idol au || yandere

summary: yoongi just can’t seem to get enough at the way you look at him; he really loves it, even if it’s a mix of fear and hatred.

word count: +4.5k

tags/warnings: ᑲᥙᥣᥣᥡіᥒg, non-con, ᥡ᥆ᥙᥒg ⍴rᥱgᥒᥲᥒᥴᥡ, sᥕᥱᥲrіᥒg, ᥲᑲ᥆r𝗍і᥆ᥒ mᥱᥒ𝗍і᥆ᥒᥱძ, reader is scared to disappoint parents, wealthy!yoongi, he’s brutally mean (which is not cool), sub! reader, dom! yoongi, blackmail, mentions of bribing/corruption in a school & police, he lowkey sadistic

notes: another little story is on the works for jungkook and yoongi, unfortunately, i don’t know when i’ll finish though :’)

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Min Yoongi was exploring his ideas, much into thought about what else he could to make you notice him even more. Every time he would torment you, he would be captured by how stunning you looked, and that was just on you wearing one of the uniforms that was required by the school.

Yoongi knew it was something that he shouldn't do to someone he loved. Despite that, he knew it was his only way to place your attention on him. He didn't really mind doing what he did, he had nothing against you. Yoongi just had a huge crush on you. And you would learn in the future of how a 'huge crush' was a complete understatement. Yet, he found it lovely when you would look around the room to see if he was there. He adored that.

You knew about him, as your bully. The guy who over the year spent his time making fun of you, and the worst thing was no one ever stopped him. His actions repeated daily. Maybe because Yoongi was the happiest person alive when you would only place the spotlight on him. Dared the others to say anything. He knew your main focus was on him as soon as you entered the school building until the moment you left. But you weren't! Not one bit of glee in your body when you knew you had five days ahead of you that would make you want to stay home because of a certain boy.

You hated him, you didn't even know what you did wrong to make him center you and torture you throughout your highschool year. But whatever you could have done, you surely regretted it.

He would constantly threaten you. Telling you threats after threats: "listen or else..." However, you began to notice that Yoongi would always repeat the same threat over and over. That if you told anyone about what he was doing, he would treat you more worse. Of course you had been petrified of asking for help from your peers or professors. You didn't want to get on his bad side even more.

But you started believing that he wouldn't even be able to stand close to you after telling an adult, that a restraining order would do the trick. So you were going to tell an adult, the adult that was responsible of the school, and you did. You had informed the principle on your situation with Yoongi and what did they do, nothing. You waited for them to assure you he wouldn't try anything. But they didn't care, and didn't even attempt to do something about the situation. You recalled calling them useless hags the next day, when you had been spotted again by Yoongi. And yet again, at his reach.

There was other options...

You were too afraid to tell your parents. You didn't know why you would be, your parents would assist you, help you overcome the obstacle of Yoongi bullying you. They would take into consideration that you could not be bullied anymore, you had finally build up the courage you needed in order for you to tell them, today. However, at the end of the day your teacher assigned you to clean the classroom after school. Just the day you really needed to go home, to prepare and relax yourself before breaking the news to your parents.

But it didn't go as plan. The teacher had to leave the classroom and told you to do some cleaning, if you wanted extra credit. And who wouldn't want extra credit, you could still have enough time to prepare yourself, plus your parents wouldn't be home until later.

What you didn't know was that Yoongi had been planning to see you after school and to surprise his lovely kitten.

Yoongi took it far, very far.

You had been cleaning up the classroom muttering some curses to your teacher when you heard the door 'bang' as it shut close. You slightly jumped at the sudden unexpected noise. Quickly turning around, you saw Yoongi, in a harsh tone you told him that the teacher was around, and if he did anything they would definitely find out. You began to pour out profanities at him, making sure to make him understand how much hate you had for him. Shouting across the room that the outcome of anything he did, would surely result in punishment.

Yoongi couldn't hold back, a smile became visible on his lips. He spoke calmly, "I have enough money from my parents to keep the school quiet. Nobody cares of your well being, the staff was easily bribed, they even accepted the first offer I had given."

You cursed at him: "fuck you." Adding that you would tell your parents and that they would take it to the police, he grinned. Your mind was racing with thoughts of how to get out of the situation, out of the classroom.

Yoongi slowly made his way to you, hoping that you would just accept the fact that you were stuck with him. But you sure were stubborn. He had been so close to having you, to only to have you run towards the other side.

You were trying your best not to get stuck between him and the walls. To approach the door.

It was a game of cat and mouse between the both of you. You were the little mouse struggling to free yourself from the claws of the wicked cat.

Finally, Yoongi gave up on being so gentle on you. He had to admit, it was cute: how you tried your very best to avoid him, at all cost. It left him with one choice, his only decision was to tackle you, so he did.

Yoongi did what he had to do.

And so did you. You definitely weren't going to let him take advantage of you. You punched him, managing to get out of his aggressive grip, only for him to yell at you with a harsh tone to come back.

Yoongi and you both knew the truth, you weren't considering to ever come back to him. You were choosing your freedom, still, even if it came with the slight prospect of getting caught by him.

Running out the door with all the desperation you had; the desire to get the hell out of the school, more importantly away from any place that Yoongi was. You raced to find anyone, your mind and heart racing: Where are all the clubs today? They were always here or the staff? Anyone?

There was still that expectation in you, that you were going to get away Yoongi. "There!" You happily annoyed, you had spotted the teacher that told you to clean the classroom, you told her everything about Yoongi in a nutshell, explaining that Yoongi was still trying to do something to you.

Something that you didn't want at all, anticipating for her to hold you and to never let go, until you were safe and sound. And at the end of the day, Yoongi would be expelled from the school, the only way to make him disappear from your life.

To never see or hear about him again.

"Found you!" a voice said from behind. You recognized it right away, of course you did, the only male that called you by that nickname. The same male that had just attacked you.

You quickly stared at the teacher, assuming she would pull you behind her and shield you from Yoongi. You indicated her to do something, gesturing your hands to her.

The tears of anxiety started rolling down your checks, you held back the choked sobs that were daring to come out any second.

She just gazed at you. You waited for her to say something. Anything. You just wanted her to aid you by fleeing you from your situation. Despite what you saw in her eyes: the condolence and remorse. What she said was unexpected, her intense gaze fell to the floor, she whispered to him, "Take her quickly because it's making me feel pity."

That was it, that was enough to break you into pieces.

Your heart ached, your emotions mixed together. You felt completely confused and fearful, the realization had hit you with an unpleasant brunt.

It was always about the money. The wealth.

The teachers followed what the student said, in this case, Yoongi was the student with money all around him, the heir to his family's businesses. Everyone listened to the commands of the rich kid—- the spoiled brat.

They were willing to turn a blind eye for Yoongi's 'ugly' demands.

You were lost in everything, mind racing with assumptions. Your eyes no longer had that gleam of hope in them, that optimism. It was long gone, no one is ever going to help you, neither are they going punish Yoongi for his actions.

Ever.

It was you against Yoongi's power, and that easily managed to get people on his side. You were certain that bribes were flooding the school, the lies that were kept in the dirt for specific reasons. Teachers ignoring stunts, like the ones Yoongi pulled on you, for their very own convenience.

You had completely forgotten of what he had told you earlier, how he had manage to keep the whole staff silent because of how he contributed to the school daily, with of course, the power and wealth he had from his family. You wished that you could've remembered, you would have made no excuse to stop running for the support from a teacher that was on his side, helping him. You should've just ran until you were out of the school, and out of his sight.

That would have definitely guaranteed your safety. Now it was just dissolved. Yoongi grabbed your sides, motioning that he was going to pick you up.

One more. Once more. One chance.

You fought against him, using all the strength that you had left. Begging the teacher to assist you, but you heard her heels click farther and farther away. Till there was nothing to hear, just his footsteps as he carried you away, back into the same direction.

Yoongi brought you to the same classroom that you had just been in. Where it all started. It was ironic that the classroom you were in had been the only class you didn't have Yoongi in. The class that made you feel secure and so sure of yourself.

Now, all you felt was horrified of what was going to become of you.

The room diffused with cries and yearns for someone to get Yoongi off you. You attempted pushing him off, but you were weak, you had used all your stability earlier. You just had to accept it. Yoongi spent that time responding back by muttering that you should 'shut the fuck up' or 'stop moving around'. It was getting on his nerves, he was an impatient man. Especially when it came to you, and dealing with your tantrum, when all he wanted was to fill you with cum.

And with his offspring.

That single thought had fractured any patience he had left. Yoongi couldn't hold it in; his hand straightened in the air as it fell down on your check with a great force. A red-hand mark was in-printed on your face. He slapped you, the action left you trembling. You were breaking down, bawling out completely, you closed your eyes lids shut.

Yoongi felt guilty, he didn't want to take these measures, like hurting you into giving him what he wanted. Exactly to how he just had. But he wanted and needed you at that moment. It was time that you learn his true intentions towards you.

Yoongi grabbed his belt and wrapped it around your hands. He sat on your legs, stopping any movement that you were doing that meant you could have a chance of escaping.

Yoongi saw his reflection on your eyes that were gleaming because of the tears that were pouring out. He had you in his arms. After every "little" debate you two had throughout the year, there you were, under him and ready for him to fuck with. Without no regrets of what he was doing. He giggled, "I've finally got you!"

In an instant your shirt was being unbuttoned by Yoongi, you wished you could swipe his disgusting smirk off his face. Was he really going to do it?

"Stay quiet, it'll be over soon."

Your shirt was grabbed roughly and thrown at a desk, it was exactly your desk. You could see your backpack, it was neatly placed on the corner of the desk, the complete opposite of how you were.

Your hair was messy, your tear-streaked face was slightly red as the batches of tears poured out, the room was overflowing with yelps that emerged from you and constant snickers from Yoongi.

Your legs were on either side of Yoongi, his body separated them so that you couldn't close them shut at all. Then you felt the slight tug at your bra, he unclasped it, and your breasts were let loose for his eyes to devour.

And soon his mouth did too.

His thumbs played with one nipple by pulling it and flicking it, while his tongue licked the other. Yoongi had managed to make you let out a slight whine, it was something you weren't used to at all therefore feeling it for the first time had made it difficult to hold back sounds.

You paid attention to the undergarment that laid on the floor as Yoongi's shirt landed right on top of your bra. His hand snuck into your skirt, "I love your little skirt", his fingers raced against the hem of skirt and soon enough his fingers were rubbing your inner thighs.

His hands were cold and it made you shiver, especially when he was taking your panties off, sliding the material off you on to your ankles and then it was finally off. Yoongi gawked at they thing he desired for a long time, there it was, right in front of him, your pussy.

Yoongi's nose came into contact with your slit, giving it a long lick as he felt the sticky essence from your pussy get on his tongue. One of his hand squished your left breast, his other hand's digits caressed your cunt. In one motion your cunt sucked his fingers in, "Look at you sucking in my fingers", you squeaked at the sudden entrance. Repeated moans left your lips as Yoongi continued ramming his digits into you, he was enjoying every second of the view.

Your head was thrown back, eyes rolled back, your mouth wide opened to release your delightful moans of his fingers plunging themselves into you, your hands gripping onto the belt he trapped your hands in, and the sounds that came where his fingers met your pussy.

And before you could cum, his digits stopped moving and removed themselves. You were groaning at the fact that you felt a tense pain that wouldn't be let loose. You had been too into focus on the release that you failed to notice Yoongi pulling off his uniform, his fingers still wet because of your cunt, leaving marks on his clothes but he didn't mind. All he cared and was anticipating to do was plunge himself deep into your cunt.

To see you moaning, whining, and panting under him, and because of him and his cock. Yoongi would love to see what his mind was visualizing, and he was going to have it. Yoongi sure was spoiled, to have you laid on the floor, your pussy practically begging him to fuck you even though you didn't dare to utter a word.

Yoongi's cock was free as his last pair of clothing was out of the way. His hands spread your legs wider to see your little pussy sulking for his cock to enter you. His hands lifted themselves off yours inner thighs and onto your bosoms. Yoongi pressed them together and held them as he lowered his head to spectate where the two of you would connect.

Yoongi's flushed tip pressing against your folds, he moved his warm head up and down, spreading your wetness on your cunt, he hoped that it would assist in pushing himself in. "I'm bigger than average s-so", he mentioned, wedging his head into your cunt. A low moan slipped out of his mouth, his eyes rested on your expression, which was a painful one. Yoongi felt more blood rush to his cock, he pushed himself forcefully into your crimson walls, "Gosh you're such a turn on!" He groaned out.

A scream ran out of your parted lips and a following cry as well. You were in discomfort, afflicted by the feeling of something inside you, parting your walls apart. All Yoongi could do was be patient and hold back until you got used to his cock filling you up.

Yoongi stayed still, glancing at your stomach which you made you curiosity spark to see what he was so focused on. It was a bulge that showed that his cock was inside of you, it could be seen easily spotted. Yoongi hand reached out, patted the spot, and then pressed down on it. You felt an ache, and shows it by the wailing and the shedding of tears, you had started to get used to it but it still distressed your walls.

A few groans or 'fucks' escaped as he started jamming his cock harder, you still weeped. However, Yoongi had hit a perfect area that resulted in you letting out a loud whimper in return. He pounded into you with his all his force, your back arched in response. The sounds and smell had pervaded the room, your moans and whines or Yoongi's grunts and low whimpers could be heard.

The pace had gotten sloppier as Yoongi was close, you on the other hand, had already cummed on his cock. All you were waiting for now was for him to finish. His cock twitching before your walls were tainted with his cum, and you milked his dick again.

Yoongi thrusted a few more times, he made sure that you weren't on anything and that his sperm was spread throughout your insides enough for it to flourish into something.

He pulled out and pumped his cock a few times before slipping his fingers in your cunt, making sure his cum wouldn't be wasted and would be well kept in your pussy. He chose to ignore the small puddle of blood on the floor, grabbing a tissue in his backpack and cleaning it up, making sure you couldn't catch the crimson red that stained the white tissue. Hiding it in his pocket.

Yoongi was your first. You didn't want to, now here he was fixing you up while you processed everything that rushed throughout your mind. Your cheeks had dried tears on them. The scenes playing over and over in your head. Yoongi had taken your virginity, the boy you hated with your guts.

It wasn't exactly him taking it that frightened you, but the fact that you didn't want it.

"I'll drop you off at your parents, okay." He gripped your hand tightly, trying to gain your attention. You were too silent for his liking, it made him upset. Were you mad at him?

He planned on dropping you off, you had no ride and probably, didn't have the ability to walk home either. And it wasn't something Yoongi would let you do anyways. Yoongi didn't say anything and didn't do anything to you in the car ride. Nonetheless, he gazed from time to time, and if you would have turned to face him, you would have seen the concern in his eyes.

Yoongi was worried for you, he knew it must have been painful for you. He just kept manipulating his mind to believe that he had to do it or he would never be with you. You would never choose to be with him, and he couldn't let that happen.

You didn't tell them, your parents, they weren't even home the moment you arrived. Your mom worked late and your father did too, they tried making so much money, in order for you to live your life and study. Something they couldn't do. So you studied and did your best in everything. From completing every assignment, getting the best grades, and having over 90s in every class. And if you failed, even in the smallest way, you felt like a burden and you were scared of failing them.

So you stayed quiet. However, you forgot to buy something very important, and that mistake would cost you: your future.

You had told the school, they did nothing. So now you felt like no one was going to believe you. Especially since Yoongi had well explained to you that he had plenty of money to keep the whole staff silent, meaning that he had all the money to bribe the police as well.

So the only thing you had left was to keep silent and live on, maybe he won't bother you anymore. He won't follow you, or touch you either. Maybe all along, that's what he wanted. Something to stick his dick in.

Wrong.

Yoongi stayed by your side even more and instead of bullying you, he would only degrade you when didn't listen to him, he wanted you to skip classes to be with him and to keep you away from your classmates. Yoongi switched his seats, he sat next to you in all the classes, whispering to you about gross things, describing things that he wanted to do to you.

A complete nightmare.

On the other hand, you had been sick for days already, throwing up contents from last nights' dinner almost every morning. The only reason that came to mind was the stomach virus that was going around school, thinking that you probably had a weaker defense from sicknesses, so you caught it longer. It was awful.

You noticed that Yoongi had been acting weird around you lately, bringing you stuff, and to proof, bears or little love notes overcrowded your locker, leaving you with predictions that something bad was going to happen.

Soon enough it did.

You were pregnant. With his child.

It didn't make sense to you why you were throwing a whole tantrum, meanwhile he was all cheerful and relaxed, happy to know about this upcoming child. You found out after he specifically told you to take the test in the middle of the night. Yoongi had sneaked into your house, by your room window, after you mentioned you're sickness during the day. Knowing that your parents were a room away, he kept silent, and the first thing you noticed was the pharmacy bag. "You didn't use birth control...did you?" Was the first thing he whispered when both of your eyes met.

A severe panic inflicted inside you, worry that piled onto you: this couldn't be happening. You couldn't be pregnant with Yoongi's child. There was still a slight possibility that it was false.

You believed you weren't, you weren't suppose to get your period until a couple more days. Therefore, you were confident about the negative sign you would face and took the test, now here you are facing the consequences. The two red visible lines showing off the truth, after eight test and multiple pair of dark red lines, it was the same reason you were throwing up in the mornings.

The worst thing was when he told you that the both of you could raise the baby together. However, what angered you the most about his behavior was how calm he was. Especially when he mentioned that you should stop your education, that he could maintain both of you with his money, to become his wife and take care of his children.

What kind of life was that? No, you couldn't, and you wouldn't. You looked for something in your life, a profession that you would love. And that your parents would too. A career that made your parents proud, finishing highschool, heading to college, and later in life, obtaining a great job!

And this child wasn't going to help. Neither was Yoongi.

There was only one solution that came to your mind. You quickly proclaimed 'an abortion', it was the only way that you could actually live the life you wanted. Even as conflicted and horrible you felt for speaking briefly about it, you couldn't help it, you didn't want to have a child at your age.

You were still so young, had so many things left to experience, to do! A life you wanted to take slow and take your time with, every single moment of it, savoring it.

Yoongi observed you at the comment you spurred out. "Tsk- you've got to be kidding me", he studied you, to see if you would apologize, and you didn't. "You're a bitch." Yoongi couldn't believe that you didn't want to carry his child, he would give his everything to have you, but you couldn't do one thing in return for him. It destructed him. "Don't lie."

His words were the usual, and yet it was enough to know that he knew you, probably even better than you knew yourself. Of course you weren't able to do the abortion, but think about it, your future would go down the drain for the life inside of you. There would be not a lot of opportunities, Yoongi had made it clear and set on you being the house wife, no more.

However, the guilt accumulated, now you couldn't even think about the decision. Killing an innocent child, was it something you could do?

"No."

Yoongi held your hands as he blurted out the same word that was in your mind, and if you couldn't do an abortion. The rest of troubles would tumble down on you, like explaining to your parents on how you were gonna give birth to a child in the span of nine months.

——shit——

The small display of affection dispersed, Yoongi's grip compressed on your wrist, forcing your teary red eyes to look at him, meanwhile his own eyes have a glint of amusement in them.

That night was left with you cuddled in Yoongi's embrace, as he whispered 'things' that would make you have brand new batches of tear coat the dried ones on your cheeks, you just wanted to sleep.

In the end, his hand reached to your stomach, patting it carefully, a small peck landed on your forehead. "I love you", he continued telling you how much he loved you and the baby, "and always will." He deliberately tried to manipulate you.

But you knew better, his words were venom to someone's ears. Now you knew better than to fall for his devious schemes.

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rerefundslocals · 1 year

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ADORE YOU [J.JK]

Summary: jungkook just wants to cook for you and love on you as a newly married couple.

>>pairing: husband!jungkook x wife!reader (she/her)

>>trope: established relationship

>>genre: fluff, fluff and fluff

>>word count: 917

>>warnings/tags: jungkook is just cheesy, mentions of jungkooks past with cooking(that one run bts ep), some tears of LOVE and Joy, short brief kisses, they're just vv cute :( lmk if I missed anything!

a/n - welll, uhm, I liked the live but damn bro at 4am? 😭 anyway, please enjoy this short piece of work, I'll be gone for a while. Please send feedback through reblogs or asks, it helps authors stay very motivated <333 {work is not proofread}

{Listen to 'Adore you' by Harry Styles as this is inspired by the song.}

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"You don't have to say,you love me

You don't have say nothing

You don't have to say ,you're mine

Honey, I'll walk through fire for you

Just let me Adore You."

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"You're gonna cook for me?"

"Of course. who else is gonna cook for my wifey?" Jungkook leans down at your figure sitting on the couch, placing a peck on your lips.

You both had just got back from your honeymoon and this is the first night in your shared home, and after a whole day of grocery shopping, Jungkook had decided to stand up and make a meal for you both.

You simply chuckle at his antics, deep down feeling a wave of worry as the last time Jungkook had cooked for you both, the food had stuck onto the plate.

"McDonald's can cook for us too, Kook and it'll be ready in no more than 30minutes." You suggest, hoping he would catch on.

But he doesn't.

"No, that's very unhealthy, we had nothing but unhealthy food during our honeymoon, so let's have something different. Hmm, Wifey?" He asks, head tilting to the side as he awaits your answer.

Looking at him draped in his White Nike shirt, that you suppose he got from Japan and his Grey Joggers ; you pout at him, hoping to persuade him.

Sighing you let out, "argh, fine. Promise you won't poison me?" As your response.

Fists meeting the air in victory and a funny walk that has him tilting to the side all the way to the kitchen, he let's out a strained response, "Don't worry, Princess! You're in good hands."

"Okay, My Prince Charming!" You shout back.

During the time that you scroll through the smart TV and your phone, it's clear to hear the tunes your Husband sings in the kitchen and it has you smiling from ear to ear.

What a beautiful voice he has. And he can sing to you all day and night, cause he adores you that much.

You're pulled out of your thoughts when Jungkook hardly places the pot on the countertop, making you flinch at the sudden hit.

"Come, Princess!" He ushers.

You walk to the kitchen, dressed in something similar as him. Grey sweats and a oversized Prada shirt that belongs to Jungkook, while your hair is styled the way you like.

"Hmm, what's this, baby?" You question, peering at the meal in the pot.

He smiles at you, feeling proud and it had you feeling shy because of how he stares into your eyes when he explains.

"So, Princess. This is my famous Seaweed rice, with fried rice mix along with chicken breasts mixed in with sesame oil, soy sauce and gochujang. And that all for my Wifey." He finishes, lips meeting yours for a loving peck and when he pulls away, you almost want to dive right in for more.

Deciding to tease him, you walk closer to him, hands going around his neck, playing with the hair by his neck. In response his hands wrap around your waist as they rest above your ass.

"Am I the only one you've cooked this for? Just asking since it's so 'famous'."

"Yes, Baby. I used to eat this in college before I met your pretty ass." He responds coyly, Smirking at you, gaze never leaving your figure.

"Mhm okay, l-let's eat." You stutter.

You quickly let go of him, feeling hot all of a sudden as you grab a spoon to eat.

"Wait- let me show you how to eat it." Jungkook stops you, gently taking the spoon out of your hand.

He scoops some rice first and goes over to the pot, scooping his mix into it as well, and when he's done with that, he brings it up your lips, ushering you to open your mouth.

"Open, Princess."

You can't help but ask, "you sure this ain't poisoned, Mr Jeon?"

"Yes, Mrs Jeon. Now eat, you look very hungry, my angel." He chuckles.

You open your mouth to where the spoon can enter and he shoves the food into your mouth.

You chew it up, savoring the flavors, while Jungkook watches with doe desperate eyes waiting for your- preferably praises and compliments to his food.

Lowering the hand covering your mouth as you swallow, you dramatically wipe your hands, head nodding like a food critic.

"Its so good! Give me more." You burst into giggles as you watched Jungkooks eyes relax when you give him a compliment as loud as that.

He questions, "it's good, baby?"

You nod at him as you scoop the mix onto your rice, "soo good! Cook this for us everytime okay?"

Jungkook nods at you, making a cute noise with his mouth as he joins you, eating from the pot.

He feels very happy at this moment with his newlywed wife, in the kitchen eating from their newly purchased pots, in their newly purchased home that they worked very hard for.

"I adore you so much." He whispers in your ear, making you shiver from the baritone in his voice.

You shyly cower as you swallow the last bits of your food, "really?" You look up at the taller figure, staring deep into your eyes.

"Really. I love you so much, Mrs Jeon. Thank you for allowing me to be your husband."

"Aww, Kook. You're gonna make me cry- !I love you more." Tears build up at the corner of your eyes and you hide them by kissing Jungkook senseless.

It's not filled with tongue or the desire for sex, just filled with love and feelings.

Cause in this moment he just wants to adore you and you want to adore him too.

~♥︎~

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fluffyjimin574 · 2 years

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〜⁠(⁠꒪⁠꒳⁠꒪⁠)⁠〜Park Jimin moodborad 〜⁠(⁠꒪⁠꒳⁠꒪⁠)⁠〜

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yena369 · 1 year

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#park jimin #bts jimin #jimin aesthetic #bangtan #baby mochi #bts #bangtangboys #bangtangsonyeondan

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staytinyyy12 · 2 years

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Bts reacting to your past as a dancer

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NAMJOON

You and namjoon were goofing around in the studio when your favorite kpop song came in and you started dancing to it making him just look at you in awe. When you finished he was just smiling.

“I didn’t know you danced oh my god” he hugged you and kissed you

“I used to do it when I was like 16 a lot more” I said smiling

Jin

You and the members were messing around in the practice room when Jim in played blood sweat and tears came on. The members just kinda sat and didn’t think anything of it except for you jimin and jungkook. As you guys were dancing all the members were surprised at your dancing eventually you and jungkook stopped and laughed but joking kept going you sat down. You started getting asked questions from the members. You and Jin went to your apartment later after.

“I didn’t know you were a dancer babe” he said kissing you head as you guys cuddled up on the couch.

“It was a while ago kinda let ago from it now honestly” you said and he nodded listening in an”I understand” way.

Yoongi

You were dancing along to wave by ateez just messing around waiting for yoongi to be done in his studio which was right down the hall but the studio was soundproof and so was his office so he couldn’t hear the music but he knew you were there. As you finished up you looked up to see him smiling.

“That was so good I didn’t know you could dance”he smiled kissing you

“ I was in competitive dance till I was 16” I told him he nodded and kissed your head

“Your really good” he said

J-hope

You and hobi were in the studio he started dancing to DNA. You joined along and when it was finished he just stood there looking stunned.

“Where did you- when did you-……….what” he said looking shocked

“I used to do it all the time before I was 17” you told him he had the biggest smile on his face and kissed your head

“Good you can help me yell at the members when they mess up” he said and you smiled

Jimin

You were in the studio with jimin and taehyung when taehyung said around “you’ve never even danced before.

“Pick a song” you said he picked Loco by itzy after you got done he looked shocked then said “okay BST” he said you danced to that easily too.

“Okay what tf fuck why are you so good” jimin said

“I used to compete in dance” I said jimin kissed my head

“My girls a dancer”he said smiling at you”

TAEHYUNG

“I wanna see you dance” taehyung said after you visited your family and they let it slip how you were a good dancer. So the next day you guys made plans to go to the dance studio so you could show him. You were scared it has been forever since you’ve done it. You danced to wonderland by ateez.

“OH my god why are you better then me” he said pacing you laughed and he bear hugged you kissing you.

Jungkook

You and jungkook were messing around with the members when jikjin by treasure came on in the studio. You and taehyung being the teumes you are starred dancing to it very good making jungkook stare at you with his mouth wide open.

“You never told me you could dance” he said smiling down at you

“Never really came up” you said

“Dance with me later to another song” he said sjf you nodded

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xcheyang · 1 year

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“If you can’t fly, then run. Today we will survive.”

– BTS, “Not Today”

#Inspirationalbtsqoutes #BTS #bangtangsonyeondan #bts jin #bts suga #bts jhope #bts rm #bts jimn #bts v #bts jungkook

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macibangtang · 2 years

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YET TO COME💜

#bts #bts en español #bangtang #bangtangsonyeondan #celebrities #fashion #music #yet to come

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happysoulpolice · 2 years

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#bts #bangtangsonyeondan #bangtangboys #jimin gifs #jimin edits #jimin #bts jimin #park jimin #jiminshiii #jimin layouts

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simslyrose · 1 year

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what do you do with your photo cards that are bigger than normal photo cards? I have a few that don’t fit in my photo card book and idk what to do with them

#kpop #stray kids #skz #bts #bangtangsonyeondan #photocard

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bangtan-radio · 1 year

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Pdogg about "For Youth" -------------------------------------------------- Like, Comment and Share Follow for more videos: @_bangtan_radio #kimnamjoon #kimseokjin #minyoongi #jeongheosok #parkjimin #kimtaehyung #jeonjungkook #btsarmy #btsarmyforever #btsedits #bangtanboysarmy #bangtanarmy #bangtangsonyeondan #bangtansonyeondan방탄소년단 #kimnamjoonkimseokjinminyoongijunghoseokparkjiminkimtaehyungjeonjungkookbts #btskimnamjoonkimseokjinminyoongijunghoseokparkjiminkimtaehyungjeonjungkookbts #pdogg #bts_moment #btsmoments #btsmoment #foryouth #foryouthbts (at BTS - OT7) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClxZCdOPEao/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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rerefundslocals · 1 year

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drunk on lust j.jk

Summary : drinking night with your best friend spills the truth upon secrets within you both.

>>paring - jungkook x fem!reader (she/her)

>>trope - best friends to lovers

>>genre - angst, fluff(smut in prt2)

>>warnings/tags - horny Kook, feeling and confessions, some tears, not many warnings as smut is in part 2.

a/n - soo this was supposed to be one thing but until I actually know how to put the keep reading thingy, my first will be longer, don't be shy, please help. But for now please enjoy and give feedback through reblogs or inbox me! Not proofread

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"C'mon give me a kiss- infact make out with me and then make love with me. Pretty please ____."

"Jungkook, you drink too much beer. You're drunk." Internally his words make you hot inside.

Your feelings are kept at bay because you don't really want to ruin the ten year friendship with Jungkook. Though you always dream about having him in not so innocent ways, but that doesn't mean you don't think of the softer side of it.

Dreams of you holding his hand romantically in public, give him kisses when you feel like it and make love to him just like he'd said a minute ago,but it must be the alcohol in his system.

So you don't let it bug you too much.

"I'm not drunk, I seriously just want you." He smirks at you. It's a lazy seductive smirk, and definitely soaks your underwear right through. But your mind tells you it's inappropriate because the man is clearly drunk ; karaoke mic in his hand, the beat of the song acting as background music for this conversation.

Lips pulled into a light frown, you tell jungkook that, "it's time for bed, Kook."

"So yes? You'll make out with me and let me fill your cunt?"

"Jungkook, stop! Just stop it." You're hot all over. You wish he could stop putting ideas into your head and just call it night.

Just like every other night, the next morning is a harsh hangover and forgotten words.

"I'm sorry, love, I really am." He mutters, head thrown back with eyes closed, clear to see he I lulling to sleep.

"It's okay, Kook." You whisper.

You move closer to him out instinctively ; cuddling into his warm chest, your hand reaches up to his hair as you lightly brush his scalp.

Besides his words and his flirty demeanor, you nonetheless feel safe in his arms and everything almost feels the same, as if he wasn't talking about filling your cunt.

You irraduclly swallow your spit at that thought, focusing back on your mission, putting Jungkook to sleep.

Mission successful.

You know this because his snores and the burning candle are almost in sync.

You move even closer, if possible. Face tucked into jungkooks neck and his tattooed hand wraps around your waist, the blanket falling off your hips.

That's a normal night in Jeons household, the conversation long forgotten about and the mission is just sleep now.

~><~

The next morning is a cry for help as you turn to Jungkooks empty spot on the couch.

You can hear him throw up in his bathroom, the sounds making you jump off the couch to help your best friend.

Sliding onto your knees, next to Jungkook, you bunch up his hair in your hands allowing him more space to throw up ; your head is turned to the side as you avoid the smell of black noodles and beer.

"Holy shit." Jungkook, now leaned up against the wall mutters as he removes himself from your body.

"You okay, Kook? That was pretty bad." You ask.

He nods at you, simply standing up to flush the toilet and you feel dismissed as he walks out on you,not even muttering a thanks.

You wonder if it's still the hangover making him behave like that. It could be. The alcohol can't possibly wear off that quick.

That's what you tell yourself 3 hours later, sitting in jungkooks bed, cleaned up and feeling fresh as ever.

Except Jungkook hasn't spoken to you the whole day, only when he asked what you wanted on your pizza.

He is currently sat by his gaming setup, dressed in his black Nike tech, paired with socks and slides.

Most importantly, his incredibly sexy glasses.

You snap out of your sick thoughts as you stand up from the bed to finally get down to the bottom of this.

"Jungkook, can we talk?" You ask behind him.

He ignores you. As expected. He only responds to his teammates on the other side, shouting over at them to 'take cover'

Sighing with a prominent frown on your face, you shuffle on your feet, feeling really really sad. "I'll go home then. Goodnight." Despite him ignoring you, you'd never miss the chance to kiss him goodbye.

So you do that, leaning down to place a peck on his toned cheek.

Grabbing your duffel with a weight of a mini fridge, you start packing in your dirty laundry and other essentials you had left out in Jungkooks room, tant you had planned to keep for the whole week you were spending with him at his apartment.

But not anymore, you guess. The guy doesn't even want to talk to you.

"Where you going?" Pulled out from packing, you look up at Jungkooks hovering body over his nightstand, where you stand.

"I figured you didn't want me here, so I'm just leaving." Your response is straight forward.

"Oh, who said that?" Jungkook chuckles. For the first time today.

"I dont need to hear it from you. I can see it. Ever since this morning! You say different shit the night before but you're a different, bitter person the next day!"

"So what___ you want me to repeat the shit I said? I know why I did this. I figured you were uncomfortable so I gave you space." Almost shouting in response, Jungkook keeps his cool, his voice at a lower bass so he isn't scaring you away.

"You what-? I never once felt uncomfortable. I wouldn't have laid up with you or tried to help you if I want fucking uncomfortable, Kook." By the time youre done, the room is dead silent. It's just you and Jungkook locking eyes. Difference is yours are slightly watery, the tears threatening to fall.

At the Crack of your voice, you speak up, "I have feelings for you, Jungkook. What you said last night was under the influence of alcohol so I figured it meant nothing. And it probably still doesn't." You pause.

"You don't have to reciprocate my feelings, if it makes things awkward,I'll leave. I really am sorry that things turned out this way." When done with you mini speech, you turn away from him, continuing to pack.

He so then starts, "look, I...have feeling for you too and how I went about wasn't the best way. Yeah sure I was drunk and said some sexual stuff, and I do understand now that I should've been straight forward but you wouldn't believe me anyway. So yeah, ____. I feel the exact same way." He finishes.

You both stare into each other's eyes, shock in yours and hope in his.

"You really- really mean that?" You carefully ask. Not trying to ruin anything.

His lips lift in anticipation. A loving smile. "I mean that. Sorry it took so long. "

"It's okay. I kinda liked what you were saying." The last sentence was meant to be playful and Jungkook catches on, as his lips lift into a smirk.

Walking closer to you,hands in his pocket, and nose on yours. He whispers in question, "wanna make it come true?" You nod at him.

"I do."

~♥︎~

Part 2 here

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fluffyjimin574 · 2 years

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(~‾▿‾)~Jungkook gifs〜(꒪꒳꒪)〜

🥹🐰He's so cute I can't🐰🥹

#bts #bts jungkook #jungkook #jk #kpop icons #male icons #bts jkook #bts mood board #bts gifs #jungkook gifs #bangtan #bangtangsonyeondan #bts cute #jungkook cute

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yoongis-tangerines · 2 years

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💜february 22, 2022 - human!yoongi x mermaid!reader

💜january 9, 2022 - barista!seokjin x reader (holiday special)

💜december 21, 2021 - idol!yoongi x badass!reader (requested)

💜december 14, 2021 - waiter!taehyung x stood up!reader

💌the original soundtrack series (ot7)

summary

↳ the series inspired by each of the members’ bts world original soundtrack

series navigation

💌teacher!seokjin x teacher!reader

summary

↳ you and seokjin are both third grade teachers with a longing for one another. who knew kids were so expressive? they gossip, too

↳ progress: 85% written...✎

↳ premiere date: january

💌demon!namjoon x student!reader

summary

↳ undecided

↳ progress: brainstorming...✎

↳ premiere date: tbd...✎

💌weddingplanner!taehyung x bride!reader

summary

↳ you’re getting ready for your wedding with you fiancé, woojun. but... this isn’t a woojun x reader, is it?

↳ progress: brainstorming...✎

↳ premiere date: tbd... ✎

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ukittyu · 3 years

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TW: Kidnapping, suicide. I do not condone none of this actions. This is fictional, do not romanticize this behaviors in real life.

He unlocked the door to find you looking out of the window, their doors wide open meanwhile the chilly breeze of summer invaded the room, it was telling that a storm was coming. He was a little concerned but he realized it soothed you, to look out to the enormous land he owned, in the middle of nowhere, to keep you away from any type of "danger", he'd say, but kept you away from yourself too. He sighs as he talks to you.

"It's getting really cold, you should shut the windows, little one."

"Can I go outside?" You said softly, stern, keeping your eyes far on the horizon. You wondered where the trees would take you if you were to just walk away, get out of the house and not just to water your little garden once in a while.

"There's a storm coming, You'll get wet."

"I don't care, I'm not scared of the rain. I love this weather." And he know it well. He knows how you love to be refreshed by the strong wind and let your hair down for it to wave freely and how it felt more pleasant to breath, that's what you said.

But he didn't want to take the risk of you running off again or getting sick. He refused.

"No, it's to late, the sun is down already and you're going to get sick." You sighed this time but before he could apologize you spoke again.

"Fuck you, then." He's eyes shot open with hurt and confusion. You said it like it hadn't any weight, like it didn't shattered something in his chest. "What did you say?" He didn't mean to sound that defensive but he did and he wasn't sure if he was sorry. You looked back at him and then to the floor, he saw how your shiny and colorful skin was now pale, greyish.

The bags under your eyes, eyes that didn't shine bright anymore, they were sore from the crying, your cheeks still damp. You hadn't stopped crying since he brought you here, not even once. That's when he felt all the weight of his ignorance. How could he dismissed it? That everytime he'll look at you, you had fresh tears rolling down your face, he didn't even recognized you now.

He was so blind, didn't notice that even though you were locked up in his house, uncommunicated from the outside world, you were still slipping through his fingers anyway. He got out of his flashbacks when you standed up and made your way to the window, then passed your legs through it and then dissapear from his sight. He hears the loud thump of your body and freezes for a couple seconds, then, he screams but nobody could listen.

#min yoongi #yoongi #bts #bts yoongi #suga #bts suga #yandere au #yoongi yandere #moodboard #aesthetic #yandere bts #bts fic #BTS #bangtangsonyeondan #yandere #yandere yoongi #yandere aesthetic

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keullaesigbeogeo · 3 years

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Finishing Up My Meal- Jeon Jungkook

Type: Smut

Word Count: 1.3k +

Summary: It was just another day at work for you, but what happens when your boyfriend decides to visit you?

You slowly swayed your hips as you moved your body up and down to the beat of the music. The strap of your clothing slowly started to slip off your shoulder, making you quickly move onto the pole, flipping upwards. It fell back in place as you turned your body, climbing up the pole. You held on tightly, lifting your feet up into the air.

A smile creeped up onto your face as you gracefully dropped your feet, climbing all the way to the top, rubbing yourself against the pole before going through a series of flips, softly landing at the bottom.

You crept forward, almost reaching the edge of the stage before slowly moving down into the splits. You bent down, to anyone else, it would look like you were stretching, but the people here knew better. There were screams and yelled as money was thrown at you, the money increasing by the minute.

The hollers got louder and louder as “FOCUS ON ME” by Jus2 started playing. You moved your body slowly, knowing that this was one of the crowd’s favorite songs. You stayed on the ground, opening and closing your legs as you danced, your hands waving around in the air. Your eyes moved around the crowd, scanning to see how much the spectators liked what you were doing.

Most of them all liked what you were doing, they were all hollering and screaming out loud. You shivered, your body suddenly cold. You looked toward the side, where the grim aura was coming from. Your heart froze.

There stood your boyfriend. He was staring at you heatedly, his eyes looking black under the dimly lit walls. You gulped, knowing what was coming your way. He tilted his head to the side, telling you to finish it off quickly.

Your eyebrows furrowed before finishing off with grinding on the floor, winking at the crowd. You stood up, walking off the stage as people went to go collect the money that you had earned. You made sure to move your hips, hearing the whistles that were piercing through the air.

“This way please, we changed the location of your changing room to the front.” You followed whoever spoke, wanting to go get changed and see Jungkook as soon as possible. You both walked quickly, reaching the room in less that a minute.

You nodded your head at the girl. “Thank you.” You smiled at her, watching her walk off to go help someone else. You slipped through the door and into the room, slipping the skimpy clothing off. You picked up the clothes that you were wearing before you got here. Black jeans with a white adidas t-shirt.

You heard the door slowly open, the creaking barely noticeable. You whipped around, covering yourself with your t-shirt. “J-Jungkook?” Your voice trembled, able to see the lust in his face.

He quickly moved towards you, grabbing you and slamming you against the chair. “Did you mean to do that?” His voice was low and husky, making you wonder whether you should be scared to turned on.

“Do what?” You questioned him, wanting him to say it out loud. You waited for him to speak, watching him as his eyes searched your face.

A groan left his mouth. “Why do you have to be so sexy?” He whined, stomping his foot on the ground. “I swear, everyone there was looking at you like you were a meal. Only I’m allowed to look at you like that!”

He moved towards you, sitting down on the floor while hugging your body. His head was near your stomach, rubbing against it. You wiggled around, getting comfortable before rubbing his hair lightly.

“Do you mind if I put my clothes on now?” You were sitting on the chair bare, his clothed body hugging you. Although it felt nice to have him hug you, you really didn’t like the feeling of sitting on a chair without underclothes on.

Jungkook didn’t say anything as he slowly bent his body down, his face now on top of your womanhood. You let out a small gasp as he lightly licked you, the wetness of his tongue creating a new feeling.

Your body went weak as he moved all the way down, his tongue now able to get a better reach. His hands moved to the side of your thighs, gripping them and pulling them apart. You let out a lewd moan as he licked all the way from the bottom to the top, your hands fisting into his hair.

“H-hey… we’re in a p-public place…” You tried to speak, your body not working. You felt Jungkook shrug as he looked up towards you, his face now wet with your juices.

“I locked the door, we’ll be good.” He moved his face back down, his tongue circling around while sucking up whatever he could. Your breaths came out short as he stood up, leaning on top of you as he kissed you.

He licked your lip before pushing into them, biting and pulling. You caught his tongue before sucking on it, loving the way he moaned. It vibrated your body, making your body shake.

His hands went below your legs, lifting you up. He walked towards the couch, dropping you onto it. You winced at the impact.

“Damn, you didn’t have to drop me tha-” Jungkook’s laid on top of you, his veiny hands roaming your body. He held onto your shoulders as he bit your collarbone, sucking and slurping.

You winced at the slight pain it gave off, your hands gripping the sides of the couch. A long, lewd moan left your mouth as he pushed all three of his fingers into you.

“Aish, shit. You’re so tight.” Jungkook let out a groan while moving his fingers, slowly scissoring them before going at a faster pace. “I can fix that…” His hand started going in circular motions, making you clench around him tightly, moving around to get the right spot.

You brain was muddled due to the feeling of ecstasy you were getting, but you were able to slowly move your hand down, grabbing onto his. He looked up at you as you both moved your heads, still not stopping. You took a deep breath before nodding your head at him and collapsing your head back onto the couch, allowing your body to fully enjoy what was happening.

Jungkook smiled before pulling his hand out keeping eye contact with you as he sucked on his fingers. You could feel the heat start to make its way onto your face, but you pushed it back down.

“So are you going to fuck me or not?” You sounded dead serious as you said that, crossing your arms over your chest. Jungkook let out a wide bunny smile before he slowly moved his hands to your hips, placing his cock against your entrance.

He looked at you innocently, widening his eyes before thrusting in fully. You let out a whimper, loving the way his cock fit perfectly in you. You could feel him start not be able to hold himself back. He let out a low moan as he pushed deeper and deeper inside of you. The grip that you had on the couch was starting to get tighter and tighter, making your knuckles almost pure white.

You could feel him growing even bigger inside of you as he went in and out. Both of you started letting out different types of noises. Loud, soft, and erotic ones.

Right when you felt like he couldn’t get any bigger, you felt his whole cock twitch inside of you, making you tighten around him. You stomach started to fill up with butterflies waiting to be released, but you held it in. You let out a gasp as he started pushing into you harder and harder.

Jungkook started to tremble inside of you as he released, making your body shake and come at the same time. You laid there, trying to get your head to calm down before he started pushing into you again, not stopping.

“Wha- what are y-you doing?” Your voice slurred at you talked, loving the pleasure he was giving you.

“I’ve just finishing up my meal…” He trailed off before you closed your eyes and grabbed his hair, just enjoying the pleasurable feeling he was giving you.

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